Cougar With A Whip

By Lacey Layton

Daniel does not have much going on in his life at the moment, but he does have the Dominatrix across the way from his apartment. He can watch her dominate submissive men every night, watch as she uses her whip to bring men to their knees in pleasure. He sits there and wishes he could be in that room with her.
Lucky for Daniel, the Dominatrix has watched his every move. She knows what drives him and where his desires lay. Now she has invited him up to her apartment. She's going to fulfill his fantasies. She's going to give him everything he's wanted. As long as he can remain truthful to himself, and his new Mistress. If he can mange that, he may just get every deep desire in his heart fulfilled...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lacey Layton
• Release date: Sep 13, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310389467

Lacey Layton

I am someone who has always been interested in power play. Freely giving up their will, succumbing to temptation, the craving of dominating someone mind and will. Gives me goose bumps just typing it. I write stories where people are finally able to submit to their desires. True some of them do not know it is their desire to submit to someone more powerful off the get go; but by the end of the tale they are a happy, compliant sub. For me personally, I have always had a thing for hypnosis. From the time I was a teen wondering why I would get these intense feelings when I saw women and men being enslaved and hypnotized, to the first time I read an erotic mind control story and nearly gushed over the chair I was on. Something about it clicks. Something giving you permission to be as filthy, erotic and sexual as you want. Those deep desires you could never admit in real life. I use it as a tool in a lot of my stories. That is not to say I do not have a romantic side. Even then I like my stories to have a certain amount of power play, a certain taboo to the nature of the relationship. What is hotter than a burning desire for someone that you just are not supposed to have? So step up and find the desire you wish to explore. Hopefully it is something that captivates, arouses and makes you crave more. You know you want to....

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Cougar with a Whip

Smashwords Edition

By Lacey Layton

Copyright 2014 Lacey Layton

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places or events are entirely coincidental. All characters in this book are consenting adults aged 18 or over.

First edition. Oct 6th, 2014..

Cougar with a Whip

It was the crack of the whip that always drew my attention. Those short, powerful snaps filling the air followed by a painful groan. Then there would be a pause and just when I thought I could get back to the tasks in front of me, another one would fill my ears.

I had been sitting on my chair, a mess of bills and papers strewn on the table in front of me. My window sat wide open in the cramped apartment, the humid, sticky night making me wish this complex had any sort of airflow. I rubbed my neck with a wet rag, trying to alleviate some of the heat. I should be getting my bills in order. It was that kind of laziness that had landed me in this cheap dump.

Another crack. I stamped my foot. Had I known who lived in the apartment across from this one I would have moved somewhere else. However, I did not know until it was too late. City planning had crammed these low-rent apartments so close together that the next complex sat right outside of my window. This meant I could see into their apartment with no trouble. I remember the first night, seeing her order someone to his knees. I had been making a sandwich and stopped dead in my tracks. I thought perhaps I saw a private sexual role-play between two lovers and a part of me said I should turn away.

Like I said, our apartments might have been in different buildings but they were close enough that I could not just turn away. Even if I could afford television or internet. So when the woman brought out a paddle I was transfixed. Private moment or not, she hit all the right buttons for my own satisfaction.

She wailed on the poor