Graceful Submission
Genre: BDSM Erotic Contemporary
Length: Novel
ISBN: 978-1-59632-402-2
Now available in print
Plus-sized Grace Kinison leaves a dull life. She’s a teacher and aspiring author, who does nothing but work, and then write on her novel. That is until she becomes a cyber submissive.
Grace has agreed to help her childhood friend’s husband plan her surprise birthday party. Grace thinks her fellow party planner, Toffer Shelley, is a writer on a TV show. What she doesn’t know is that he’s the show’s sexy star, Drake Dawson. He’s a Dom, and he wants to work his magic on her.
When Grace runs into trouble at work her cyber relationship turns into the real thing after she travels to Hollywood to meet Toffer. She’s thrilled to be meeting her Master, until she realizes that he’s the most gorgeous man in Hollywood.
But Toffer won’t let Grace judge him by his looks. He takes her on a sexual journey full of bondage and submission, which give her strength to overcome challenges in her own work.
Excerpt
She explored the other rooms, laughing at pictures that she found of Peter and Lindsey. Mixed in with those were pictures of Peter and Drake Dawson laughing and drinking a beer on the deck of this house.
Grace stared at the wall of photos. There seemed to be a lot of photos of Drake Dawson. Grace shook her head and wondered which of these men in the group photos was Toffer. No matter how hard she tried her mind kept wandering back to the pictures of the handsome actor, and she wondered how close he and Toffer were. The pictures showed Drake with many different Hollywood stars and starlets, and Grace thought it was strange for Toffer to have so many photos of the man in his house.
Was Toffer bi? Did he and Drake Dawson have a relationship and that’s why there were so many pictures of the actor around? It could be, Grace realized. It wasn’t unheard of for a bi-man, or a bi-woman, to want a relationship with a person of the opposite sex. Toffer hadn’t mentioned anything about it but the idea had merit. And if they had a relationship would he share her with Drake? The idea made her shiver. Drake Dawson was the most sought after bachelor in Hollywood. She was sure that he wouldn’t look twice at her. And if he was bi, then it was a well-hidden secret.
At seven on the dot, Millie informed Grace that she and her husband were leaving.
“We’ve already locked up and we don’t usually come in until around ten in the morning, so we’ll see you then. Have a good time!” Millie winked at her and Rafe laughed.
When they were gone Grace walked the three flights of stairs to Toffer’s bedroom. She stripped and took a long soak in a bubble bath. It felt wonderful to be so far away from the worries of her suspension and the lies about her accepting bribes. She dried off and liberally applied lotion to her entire body. Her fingers shook as she fastened the wrist and ankle cuffs. A look at the clock showed that she had fifteen minutes before Toffer was due home.
Her heart was already beating a mile a minute. When he got here she was sure it would fall out of her chest and bounce around on the floor. She wrapped herself in a large terrycloth robe and walked out on the deck. In the darkness the lights of Los Angeles looked beautiful. She leaned on the railing and closed her eyes.
How had something this wonderful happened to her, Grace Kinison, school teacher and wanna-be writer? She allowed her mind to wander to the idea that she and Toffer were married and that this house was hers, that she actually lived here instead of just visiting. She was so far gone in her thoughts that when the horn sounded she jumped.
He was here. He was here. Oh lord, what was she supposed to do? The blindfold. Grace ran back inside, paused to close the curtains, and ran into the bathroom to grab the blindfold. She could hear his footsteps on the stairs as she fastened it over her eyes and knelt in front of the bed.
Wait, wait, this wasn’t right. She was supposed to be on the bed. That’s what it was. She dropped the robe on a chair and scrambled onto the soft comforter, knelt with her legs spread and her ass to the room and clasped her hands behind her back. She turned her head to rest it against the mattress.
“You were listening. Very good, Lolly-girl.”
“Thank you, Master.”
Grace tried to get a handle on her breathing. It wouldn’t due for him to have to call rescue because she’d passed out. She could hear him moving around behind her, the clink of keys catching her attention.
“You’re as beautiful as I thought you’d be,” Toffer said.