Isle of the Goddess

By Britt Archer

When Calinda arrives at the slave market to review the latest group of captured men on the island, something about Geir draws her attention. His proud bearing and powerful body awaken a powerful desire in her to ruin him, and to see him grovelling at her feet. Upon purchasing him, she takes him to her estate where he will enter a world of torture, humiliation and chastity that few men emerge from unscathed.

But as events on the island sweep up Calinda and Geir, she soon discovers that Geir may have latent slave desires, and even craves the sort of abuse that she offers. Using this new found knowledge, she tests the limits of how far she can push him.

Product Warning - This story contains sexually explicit scenes, which include female domination, humiliation, chastity, and BDSM.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Astarte Publishing
• Release date: Apr 5, 2015
• ISBN: 9780994779625

Britt Archer

Britt Archer loves nothing more than to explore the power dynamic between men and women. Whether it's cruel dominatrixes tormenting their slaves, bulging female bodybuilders overpowering weak men, or sexy wives cuckolding their small peckered husbads, she loves to explore fetishes and role reversal.She lives in the north with her small dog, and keeps active during the long winter months by visiting the gym. When you don't find her at the gym, she's busy writing sexy new stories.Sign up for her mailing list to find out when hot new stories come out - http://eepurl.com/bZsWbr

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Isle of the Goddess

Britt Archer

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Copyright © 2014 by Britt Archer

Published by Astarte Publishing

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A warm wind blew off the bay, carrying with it the tangy scent of sea water. Ships dotted the water of the busy harbor, their billowing sails gleaming in the bright sunlight like flawless pearls. A walled city was perched on the water’s edge, its imposing sandstone walls blending into the arid landscape that surrounded it.

Striding through the city with her two swordsworn following in her wake, Calinda tried to keep her excitement at bay. As she moved through the thick crowds, the alluring smells of spicy foods and roasting meat filled her nostrils, but today she ignored them. With each step, her heavy money purse swayed, reminding her of the reason she had come down to the harbor today. Today she would be purchasing a new slave.

Earlier that morning, word had reached her that a ship loaded with slaves had arrived, and many of them would be put on the market today. Of course, they were all males, every one of them captured in battle after yet another failed invasion of the island kingdom of Ceris.

Rarely a year went by, without some arrogant king attempting to conquer the Isle of the Goddess. But theirs was an island held close to the Goddess's bosom, and every year the strong female forces of Ceris were victorious over the invading men. And every year, the slave market was flooded with strong, proud men ready to be broken as slaves.

The thought of breaking a slave spread tingles of pleasure between her thighs. With a smile, she thought, oh, how I love breaking these proud men. Each one of them deluded into thinking they are superior to women. I will show them the truth quickly enough. Few of them could have imagined scant weeks ago, that they would find themselves chained up for sale in a slave market. She imagined that many of them had expected to be raping and pillaging their way across the island by now.

It was that sort of brutal behavior that had brought about the rise of the matriarchy under the Goddess on this isle. Men need a woman to rule them, or they revert to their base instincts like animals. She knew from years of experience that the only thing men cared about was that bit of flesh hanging between their legs. And while she could be just as brutal as the men, her actions always had reasons. Men have to be taught their place in the world. And if I have to hurt them to teach them that, so be it.

Entering the crowded slave market, her heart sank as she glimpsed many of the richest nobles from