My ex-lover introduced me to the seductive world of BDSM and unleashed a hunger that gnaws at my soul. He insisted I was submissive, but unable to master my raging desires, he left me hanging on the edge.
Submission, dominance — I love it all, but I'm not exactly sure where I fit in. And what on earth was I thinking when I applied for the position of sex slave for a night?
The sexual extremes got me searching my soul and yearning for extra time with my anonymous Doms. Too bad I signed a contract limiting the wild fun and games to one night. I crave so much more — restraints, blindfolds, inventive toys. Bring it on!
Reader Advisory: Contains scenes of male/male sexual interaction.
Steampunk
