Are you ready to get ‘Wet’ for #WIP Wednesday? Well, I’m excited super excited (and mildly insane) because after my TWO releases in January (Black Light: Exposed & my more recent The Dark Forest anthology of twisted fairytales) I will be releasing yet another boxset on February 10th! It’s in the world of Black Light and it’s called Valentine Roulette! Here’s the cover reveal, here’s our giveaway, and below is the blurb:
Get ready to explore some of your naughtiest desires while you celebrate Valentine’s Day with eight kinky stories from eight USA Today and international bestselling authors! Black Light is the most exclusive BDSM club in Washington, D.C. and for one night they’re changing the rules of play to entertain their members with a game of chance – Valentine Roulette. Challenge and adventure awaits as these sexy dominants spin to win their submissives, and the subs spin to choose how they will play. Their prize if they last the night? One free month at Black Light, and for some of our daring participants… even a chance at love.
Three hours. Four hard limits. Eight sexy stories.
Are you brave enough to spin the wheel?
My story is called ‘Wet’ and it follows a humiliation loving sub who gets paired up with a Daddy Dom who has a penchant for breaking his subs down so he can pick them back up again. When they spin a kink for water-based breath play, they end up by a giant tank of water and two things quickly becomes clear – Sienna is going to get dunked in the water, and Alexander is going to make his ‘little girl’ for the night talk whether she wants to or not.
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Sienna shifted on the seat, testing her new bonds, and heard the metal links clatter against the chair. Each leather cuff was lined with silk, and not painful in the least, but as she stared down into the water she felt her breathing pick up in her lungs again. Panic teasing her.
Submerged. Fuck.
“Have you played long?” he asked, combing his fingers through her hair, drawing it back into a small ponytail. Far too short for much else.
“Yes, sir.”
Alexander jerked her back against the chair by the ponytail he’d just tied off. “How long, little girl?”
Sienna clenched her teeth, counting silently in her head, way too much thinking for play. “Nine or ten years. Sir.”
“Then you know the rules, you answer your dominant when he asks you a question.” He leaned close to her ear, now on the other side. “Next time you fail to respond to me, that will result in a consequence, little girl. Understand?”
Despite her issue with his language, her body responded with a rush of arousal, heat coiling in-between her spread thighs. “Yes, sir.”
“That’s my good girl,” he purred. Alexander wound a thick, broad strap just under her breasts, his thumbs grazing her nipples as he brought it around to buckle it in place, tightening it so she was securely held to the back of the chair.
Fuck. I’m definitely going in the water.
How long can I hold my breath?
As if it would help she took in a slow breath, and held it, trying to count to see how long she’d last.
“Garreth,” Alexander called and she turned to see the DM only a few steps away. They whispered for a moment, and then Garreth chuckled and walked down the stairs, disappearing into the main floor. Her Dom, the man who had drawn her name for the evening, to own her for the night, was still there – and she released the held breath from her lungs on a whine.
She’d only counted to eighteen.
Alexander was handsome, and devious in a way that she would normally be attracted to, and if he’d just stop calling her little girl she could slip into her role. Fade, disappear inside it. She could sense him even now, standing just behind her, and she wondered how she looked tethered to the chair with the dark straps folding her into position. Yes, this was something she could enjoy. The silence, the slightly uncomfortable positioning, it was more in line with how she normally played.
But then Alexander drew her back with his voice, “I haven’t seen you at Black Light before, do you play somewhere else? With someone else? I mean, do you have a Dom?”
“Overtime, sir, and no, I do not have a Dom.”
A quiet huff left his lips, and then he walked to the edge of the tank where she could see him. Tall, dark, and handsome. “Why are you here tonight, little one?”
Why? Sienna rolled her neck, testing her movement at the ankles and wrists, but found that she was so securely attached to the chair that the only thing she could move was her head. “I signed up, sir?”
“Obviously.” He sighed, looking down at her again. “You have such a lovely voice, I want to hear you speak. Just tell me about yourself.”
“What do you want to know, sir?”
The question seemed to frustrate him, and he pulled out an index card from a pocket on his suit jacket, glancing over it before he tossed it into the tank. Sienna was drawn to the way it floated on the surface for a moment, before it sunk and floated down to the bottom like a leaf falling from a tree. “Let’s start with what I know about you. Your hard limits for tonight were anal, fisting, blood play, and – of course – needle play, which we both had. ”
“Yes, sir.”
“I also had blood play, but I included fire play as well. Tell me, does fire play interest you?”
“No, sir,” she answered, staring somewhere around his forehead to avoid his intense eyes, wondering what else he had on his limit list.
“Does the water scare you?” he asked, moving a little closer. That predatory edge showing in each gesture.
Scared? That word made sense. It was a word that matched the tense fluttering in her belly, but she’d felt it before. She’d done scary things before, which meant she could handle this, right?
Sienna stared down at the water just as a set of lights lit up where they were. Overhead ones, embedded in the ceiling, and she groaned because now they might as well have been a main attraction on the floor.
It was worse than standing on the damn stage.
“Answer me, little girl,” Alexander purred behind her.
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The fun is just beginning with Alexander and Sienna, and she’s going to learn very quickly that Alexander has zero tolerance for disobedience. When he says to answer him, she either speaks – or she goes in the water. This was SO FUN to write because a Daddy Dom is wayyyyy out of my comfort zone to write, but I think every author in this anthology tackled something new for them. Whether it was a new dynamic, new kinks, a new mindset for a character… whatever! We all challenged each other to push ourselves, and I think we more than rose to the challenge. Less than two weeks to go!
Until then, check out these other snippets below!