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Memoirs of my Master and Me
Memoirs of my Master and Me
Memoirs of my Master and Me
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She once had a normal life, until she met the man she now knows only as Master at a BDSM party. He had set his eyes on her, had offered to take her into a dark world of pleasure, pain, and discovery at his hands, and she had accepted. Captive in his dungeon, she starts to bend to his will and his expert hands.

Seven days in, Master has demanded she recount her trials for him, and so she writes, reliving the ecstasy of her beginning as a slave in training.

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I was taken seven days ago. I had been jogging through the park when his car pulled up, a Rolls Royce, long and sleek. I had signed on for this, but it was a surprise all the same. I didn’t even have time to scream before he dragged me away. He was stronger than me, as I knew he would me, and but I struggled for the excitement of it. I’d fought still inside the silence as his driver guided us away from my old life, but no one could hear. No one could see past the tinted windows to the man holding down his willing prey, caught in the snare his passion and my curiosity had wrought.

I’d met him weeks ago, at a BDSM party of like-minded partners. He hadn’t touched me at all then. Just looked. He’d asked me about my childhood, my tastes, my dislikes. Everything about him made me shiver in anticipation, and when he suggested I become his slave, I had no will to disagree. I’d never wanted anything more. We’d drawn up a contract, and I had my out if I ever wanted it. Then, in all his spectacular wealth and flair for drama, he’d put on a great show of acquiring me for his own.

I call him Master now. I never learned what his birth name is. I don’t care, because he doesn’t want me to know.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherSage Reamen
Release dateAug 16, 2014
ISBN9781502214805
Memoirs of my Master and Me
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Sage Reamen

Sage Reamen is a school teacher with a very naughty hobby. After a long day in the classroom, she uses her erotic stories and romances to live out her secret fantasies by night. Sage knows that fun sex is good sex, and she strives to inject humor and playfulness into steamy situations and red-hot lovemaking. For a walk on her wild side, check out her catalog to find a plethora of great books that will keep you up at night.

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    Memoirs of my Master and Me - Sage Reamen

    Memoirs of my Master and Me

    Sage Reamen

    Published by Sage Reamen, 2014.

    This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

    MEMOIRS OF MY MASTER AND ME

    First edition. August 16, 2014.

    Copyright © 2014 Sage Reamen.

    Written by Sage Reamen.

    Table of Contents

    Title Page

    Copyright Page

    Memoirs of my Master and Me

    Further Reading: Anonymous Encounters: Playing Around in Public

    Also By Sage Reamen

    About the Author

    I was taken seven days ago. I had been jogging through the park when his car pulled up, a Rolls Royce, long and sleek. I had signed on for this, but it was a surprise all the same. I didn’t even have time to scream before he dragged me away. He was stronger than me, as I knew he would me, and but I struggled for the excitement of it. I’d fought still inside the silence as his driver guided us away from my old life, but no one could hear. No one could see past the tinted windows to the man holding down his willing prey, caught in the snare his passion and my curiosity had wrought.

    I’d met him weeks ago, at a BDSM party of like-minded partners. He hadn’t touched me at all then. Just looked. He’d asked me about my childhood, my tastes, my dislikes. Everything about him made me shiver in anticipation, and when he suggested

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