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On Bended Knees
Copyright © 2007 Canice Brown-Porter
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On Bended Knees by Canice Brown-Porter
Morgan has finally found her place in the world...at Lord Evan's feet. But will he accept her as his submissive after her training or must she find another Dom?
This book is designed to portray BDSM lifestyle as true to reality as possible. As such, it is not only a good introduction for those who are unfamiliar with it, but realistic for those who are BDSM lifestylers. That being said, if you are not familiar with BDSM and/or have enjoyed reading light bondage material only, please read the foreword. This will give you insight into the relationships and mindsets of the characters that inhabit the pages of this book. We also recommend that you read each story in its entirety with an open mind. We suggest this as some of the stories are light bondage, but others are not. This anthology is not for the faint of heart, so please keep this in mind when purchasing. None of our submission guidelines or house rules have been broken.
Rating: Spicy to Beyond Sizzling
Book Length: Plus Novel
Naked as the day she was born, Morgan kneeled on the floor. Knees apart, back straight, hands resting on top of her thighs, palms facing the ceiling. Completely exposed to his gaze, she kept her chin lowered. The black, Italian leather loafers rested an inch from her bare knees. A perfect crease traveled straight up the front of his wrinkle-free Armani black trousers.
Silence enveloped the room. Even he remained silent. She wondered if he saw her body tremble. Morgan's nerves, fine-tuned and in perfect working order, made her doubt she could hide her reactions. Her stomach clenched in nervous spasms, while prickling sensations traipsed over her entire body. For just a moment, she wondered if she possessed the ability to shield her emotions. This would be the final test of her training, and she had no desire to disappoint him now. Especially now, she thought.
Morgan wanted him to accept her submission. Needed him to, actually. How many times had she practiced what she would say at this moment? For the past two weeks, she'd gotten down in this exact kneeling pose. The same one he always expected whenever she entered a room that he occupied.
A determination from deep inside had surfaced under his tutelage during the course of her training. A determination to please him, no matter what he commanded of her. This, she thought, would be her moment to shine for him. It is the culmination of all that he has taught me.
This would be her moment of truth. Had she surpassed his expectations? The ultimate decision made by him today would alter her existence as she had known it for so many years. No longer the same person inside, she'd grown in mind and spirit. Evan had nurtured and groomed her to be all that she could. Her fascination and cravings for pleasurable pain had come shining through. Those dark fantasies, she'd realized, were not fantasies. They were real. And Evan had been the man to make her fantasies become reality. Morgan found that her deepest desires were as real as the beating of her heart and the breaths that sustained her.
It wasn't a question of love, although she hoped he loved her as she did him. But that wasn't as important to her as him viewing her as the submissive that could fulfill his every need or want in life. The acceptance of her submission meant he found her capable of making him happy. And that was the highest compliment a dominant could pay a submissive.