Gillian longs for a different life other than the one she has now. One that includes her surrender as a submissive to a master of her heart and body. Bruce has long since given up on finding the right woman who is willing to submit to his dark desires. When Gillian and Bruce meet it is an instant attraction but each one is too shy to acknowledge it. Although the two cannot show each other how they feel it seems some others have taken notice of them. The Disciples of Desire, who themselves have their eyes on Bruce and Gillian, each for different reasons. Both Bruce and Gillian both have their own encounters with the people from The Disciples of Pleasure. Who are another whole race of angel like beings and more that inhabit the realm where the two are transported. The Disciples of Pleasure keep and teach humans to let themselves go and enjoy their sexual sides. As Gillian is taken into their world to learn to be a submissive, Bruce in turn is taken to fulfill his own purpose. Gillian begins a long journey that takes her from hiding her wants to finding her heart's content in showing her master her true feelings. Bruce soon finds that he tires of the easy and selfish woman he finds in this realm and longs for Gillian. Wishing that he had courted her back on Earth. Gillian has thoughts of the same nature herself as well. Pure coincidence has the two finding each other in this new world that they dwell in and through all the teachings and obstacles thrown at them they must fight for their love and for each other. SUBMISSIVE was an interesting read. Anya Howard takes the reader on a thrilling ride with lots of action and many a hot and intense scenes of pleasure. Keeping the reader engrossed all the way to the end of the story.
Gillian has answered her calling as a disciple. Student and
submissive, she desires only to satisfy masters and
mistresses alike - and in doing so, taps into her own
deepest fantasies. She longs to forget the life of
frustrated yearning she left behind...and when a powerful
new lover makes her part of his harem, the new submissive
must surrender to pleasures she never imagined - and enter a
realm from which she will never want to return..
He took her by the arm and turned about and led her away
to the edge of the woods. They walked along the boundary
until at last they came upon a small rock bench. He leaned
her over and set her hands against the smooth seat.
Gillianβs heart pumped with growing apprehension.
βPut your legs together,β he said and when she did
so, he flipped up the hem of her dress. She gasped sharply,
but he peeled down her panties without hesitation and
unbuckled the belt at his waist.
He patted her buttocks. At her shudder, he bent
forward and said into her ear, βYou will hold on to that
bench without moving, or the next time that these panties
come down will be right before I bind you to the Pillar you
slept on last night.β
Gillian weakened with emotion, and just as she
thought she would fall over from her abashment, he raised
his hand and brought the belt down across her buttocks. She
flinched from the smarting pain and he dealt another stroke.
He touched her smarting buttocks, then strolled his
fingers to the cleft between her thighs. He brushed her
nether hair for a moment or two and then parted her thighs.
With a finger, he entered her pussy. Her hips strained
against the impetuous need he incited and her clit
fluttered wildly. He drew out and stroked her buttocks
again, moistening them with her own fluids. She blushed
painfully, and he came to stand beside her again, with his
feet planted firmly on the ground and lifted the belt again.
He spanked her more stridently now, so that her butt
was soon raw. Her hips jostled under the snapping leather
and her wails echoed all about them. She looked back at him
tearfully, hoping he would have mercy.
βYou will not look back or close your eyes,β he
commanded and punished her all the harder.
Her head snapped forward and she stared straight
ahead as her flesh quivered under the beltβs loud, stinging
strokes. But her clit beat as soundly as his chastising
hand. To her further embarrassment, her thighs grew slick
from the moisture flooding from her pussy.
Gillian was breathless when at last he stopped. He
touched her backside again. The chastened flesh throbbed.
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