Playing Hard: Her Rock Star Master Book 2

By Violet Jessamy

As Josie gets settled in her new glamorous life, she continues to be trained by her master, the successful rock star Rory Madden. But her newfound confidence is thoroughly shaken when one of her fellow submissives breaks the rules and puts all the others in danger. Will Josie be able to handle it when Rory takes her far beyond her limits in order to put her dedication to the test?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Violet Jessamy
• Release date: Nov 9, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301168491

Violet Jessamy

Violet Jessamy’s thoughts do not always revolve around sex - just most of the time. She believes that this fact, along with her hyperactive imagination, is to blame for her choice of secondary career. Having developed a passionate interest in erotica as soon as she figured out it existed, she credits the internet in general for allowing her to pursue said interest and tolerating her early attempts at creating the perfect arousing tale.She also writes non-erotic fiction, but gets far more enjoyment out of writing smutty stories.

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Playing Hard

Her Rock Star Master (Book 2)

Published by Violet Jessamy at Smashwords

Copyright 2012 Violet Jessamy

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The bulky security guard stood perfectly still, arms crossed before his massive chest. Josie was not surprised to see him. There had been much discussion about hiring additional security throughout the last week, after two separate instances of die-hard Ritual Sin fans smuggling themselves into areas that were supposed to be private and secure.

She smoothly stepped out of the elevator and strode past the guard. From the corner of her eye, she saw his expression change from professional neutrality to intrigued disbelief once he noticed her. It was a reaction she had gotten used to over the past several weeks.

Josie gave the man a small smile. She couldn’t blame him for staring, not really. The outfit which her stylist, Tina, had picked out for her today was certainly provocative. Made from flimsy lilac chiffon, the teddy she wore was extremely revealing. The skintight garment featured more lace and strategic cutouts than actual fabric. Thigh-high stockings and six-inch strappy silver heels that Josie had just recently mastered walking in completed the picture.

Of course, she had not entered the hotel lobby looking like this. Her chaperone Curtis, following several feet behind her, was carrying her coat. Rory Madden liked his girls scantily clad - but he did not enjoy the thought of everyone and their mother staring at their bodies.

It was Curtis who let her into the rock star’s private suite and left her there, closing the door behind her. She had been instructed to come here immediately after getting her hair done. Rory himself was still away, probably at the photoshoot that had been scheduled for all four members of Ritual Sin today.

After she had dimmed the light just how Rory liked it, Josie glanced around the room. It was decorated in a sort of simple, understated luxury. Those who did not know Rory might have expected him to trash his room in true bad-boy celebrity fashion, but he was far too meticulous to leave a mess. Everything was straightened up and put away.

She sighed and went down on her knees next to the coffee table. The carpet was a little rough, and she hoped it would not be too long a wait.

She had knelt for maybe half an hour when Rory finally entered. His steps sounded heavier than normal, and she heard him sigh as he dropped a bag onto the floor by the door.

Get up and come here. Look at me.

She obeyed the command at once. While she approached, she allowed herself a good long look at the man around whom her life revolved.

The sight of him was a bit unusual. Instead of his normal pragmatic jeans and t-shirt, Rory wore a leather duster and leather pants, paired with an artistically ripped red and black shirt and steel-toed boots. His dark hazel eyes were accented with eyeliner, and his light brown hair had been styled to look fashionably bed-headed. He looked every bit the rock star he was, and the sight caused her body to heat up rapidly.

You look nice, she dared a shy compliment.

He gave her a tired smile.

Yeah. They let me keep the clothes. I kind of like the duster. He brushed his fingertips across the spotless leather. Was a long damn shoot though.

Is there anything you’d like me to get for you? she offered.

His smile grew.

Maybe later. Let’s have a look at you first.

He reached for the dimmer and brightened the light a little. Josie turned and presented her freshly cut and highlighted hair to him.

Yeah. That’s how I wanted it. He reached out and buried a hand in her curls, which Josie knew he had quite a