Wicked Games

By Anna Sky

This new collection of five BDSM tales from the wicked mind of Anna Sky is bound to get your juices flowing. If you love spankings, Shibari and submission, you'll love Wicked Games.

Over the Desk
A bored executive can't stand her simpering intern, until she realises they have mutual interests...

Caught Red-Handed
Meeting Maria on an internet dating site led to an interesting kinky experience for Paul.

Teapot
Sometimes, the most mundane items provide inspiration for a safe word.

Good Girl in Training
Shannon nervously attends a BDSM club and attracts the attention of a Domme.

Losing Control
Will being tied up and helplessly teased allow a complete control freak to let go?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sexy Little Pages
• Release date: Oct 3, 2015
• ISBN: 9781519904034

Book preview

OVER THE DESK

I couldn’t stand my intern when he first arrived. He simpered and was far too clean-cut for my liking. Constantly on edge, he had few social skills and never appeared to relax. He was exceptionally good looking but in all other regards Jason was a far cry from my last trainee, and truth be told, I couldn’t wait for him to leave. All that changed however, when I accidentally caught sight of a necklace he wore, normally tucked carefully into the collar of his shirt. It had an unusual pendant dangling from the end; a pendant that was instantly recognisable on a profile photo on the kinky dating website I sometimes browsed.

I worked long hours and found traditional dating so boring, and that was after the rigmarole of finding someone potentially interesting and co-ordinating our diaries. I tried using vanilla dating websites and sure, I got nice meals and polite chit-chat but what I really wanted was a man to kneel at my feet, worship me and call me Mistress. It was hard to find those men, so every so often I would trawl more niche dating sites in a fit of optimism, to see whether anyone piqued my interest.

It was one evening that I realised I was looking at Jason’s profile. There was the usual array of images on his page – all anonymised of course; heads were cut off or features blurred to protect the owner’s identity. The young man’s body was lithe, not overly-muscled and the shots showed him in a variety of deliciously submissive poses. With a small gasp, I realised the pendant he wore looked startlingly familiar. Quickly scanning the rest of the page, his age and location matched what I knew of my intern, and I greedily read his description.

Liked to be spanked and humiliated… wanted a firm hand from an older women… It was a light-bulb moment. I sat and smiled, as pieces of the jigsaw fell into place. Of course Jason came across the way he did – he was deferential and submissive, not reserved and slightly offish as I had thought. How could I have been so blind? He could be everything I wanted and so much more. A plan started forming in my mind; it was one that would be beneficial to both him and me.

***

The following morning, I arrived at my desk as usual. Jason stepped quietly into my office a few moments later with a steaming mug of coffee of me. It was of course perfectly made to my exacting, caffeine-craving expectations.

Good morning Beth, he carefully intoned, keeping his eyes down.

Ah, morning Jason. I was intentionally bright and breezy as I knocked a pile of paperwork off the corner of my desk. Invoices fluttered to the floor like confetti in a breeze as we both watched the results of my deliberate clumsiness. Pick that up. I commanded. My tone of voice had shifted quickly, my inner domme surfacing. I nearly groaned aloud, it had been so long, and it came so naturally to me.

Without a word Jason placed the mug carefully down on its coaster, and knelt down to gather the papers into a neat pile. He was quick and efficient, and passed them back to me with a considered Here you go, ma’am. A shiver ran through me; he’d always called me Beth before. He