On the cusp of turning fifty, Tiara, a submissive without a
Dom or husband, desired to return to the lifestyle. Placing her destiny in the
hands of Madame Eve and the 1Night Stand Service, will Tiara find all that she
seeks? Or will a past love interfere with her future plans?
Excerpt~
“You still got it, girl.” Admiring her lithe and
toned body in the full-length mirror, she donned the silk robe left on a hook.
She folded and stowed her costume on the chair so
when she returned to the bathroom it would be readily available. Stepping into
the dimly lit hallway, Tiara followed the recessed lighting located in the
floor to where a DM stood ramrod straight, muscular arms crossed over his chest.
“You may enter.” He held the door open for her and
followed her in. “Please remember to utilize your safewords, if necessary.
Yellow to slow down and red to stop. If at any time you feel unsettled or
unsafe, this button will send a signal to me, and I will enter immediately to
stop all play. Do you understand?” The DM pointed to the panic button.
“Yes, I understand.”
“Enjoy.” Without a glance backwards, the imposing DM
vacated the room. Stripping off her robe, she folded and left it on a chair for
later.
The walls of the Doctor’s Office were a pale pink
with brown accents. Her eyes were drawn to the intricate examining table with
fur-lined stirrups at the base. The table appeared to be disjointed to allow
for adjustable angles. She ran her fingers along the wardrobe cabinet, dark
cherrywood sanded smooth to the touch. A queen-size bed, also dark wood, sat in
the far corner. She stood at parade rest, eyes downcast.
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