Stockholm Syndrome

Daisy Rose

• 02 januari 2013
• 9781301215119

Samenvatting:

After the explosion, all Anna could think about was her Master. She ached feverishly for his dominant touch, no matter how harsh it could be. It wasn't because he was rich or strikingly handsome, it was the fact that he had swept her up into his world in a single instant, and now she would belong to him forever. Caution: Extremely explicit sex and BDSM activities including pony play and branding.

The rich handsome man had offered me a position at his country estate, taking care of the animals, and tending to menial chores around the beautiful home. It wasn't long before I became his personal assistant, and then his slave. I hated the word slave at first, but I have since learned that it need not be a derogatory term. I took pleasure in serving him, and his praise was like sweet music to my ears. If I displeased him, he felt a necessary and compelling urge to chastise me. That was also fine with me because of the loving manner in which it was carried out.