Owned

By Jennifer Leeland

It’s another gloomy Christmas for Pamela Dane. Not only is it the anniversary of a dark period in her life, but all her friends had the nerve to hook up. It’s not easy for a female Domme to find a playmate. Maybe The Cage in San Francisco will be the perfect place to escape—and find a willing man to chase away the memories.

Christian Nolan is at the BDSM club for the hell of it. Yet the minute Mistress Dane takes control of him, she not only stuns him with her talent, he stuns himself with his willingness to surrender. Her offer to meet him there for another night is intriguing—and frightening.

Pamela’s session with Chris shakes her to the core, resurrecting memories she’s afraid to face. But Chris isn’t willing to let her past haunt her...even if it leaves his heart in tatters. As she struggles to remain distant from the heat between them, she wonders if she give what Chris wants the most. To be owned.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jennifer Leeland
• Release date: Jun 30, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370154203

Jennifer Leeland

New York Times best selling author Jennifer Leeland has been telling stories since she was very young. Most people were so small minded as to call it lying until she was able to put her stories on paper. Now they call it fiction.To know what she writes, you have to know that the first question she asks about a book or movie is "Does it have a happy ending?". If it doesn't, she's not interested. Her love of kinky people and kinky stuff has led her to write about relationships that are slightly bent and probably flawed. You can always count on two things with a Jennifer Leeland book: angst and kink.She lives with a Redneck, who loves to brainstorm with her on occasion and her two hulking teenagers in the Northern California Boonies. She is also a moderator for the award winning writer's forum Romance Divas where I've been a member since 2006.To learn more you can go to http://jenniferleeland.com

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Control is her kink…and she’s losing it.

It’s another gloomy Christmas for Pamela Dane. Not only is it the anniversary of a dark period in her life, but all her friends had the nerve to hook up. It’s not easy for a female Domme to find a playmate. Maybe The Cage in San Francisco will be the perfect place to escape—and find a willing man to chase away the memories.

Christian Nolan is at the BDSM club for the hell of it. Yet the minute Mistress Dane takes control of him, she not only stuns him with her talent, he stuns himself with his willingness to surrender. Her offer to meet him there for another night is intriguing—and frightening.

Pamela’s session with Chris shakes her to the core, resurrecting memories she’s afraid to face. But Chris isn’t willing to let her past haunt her…even if it leaves his heart in tatters.

Warning: Hot, strong man on his knees, which will bring you to yours. Strap-on action, anal play, lots of leather and tons of tension. Alpha male who likes to do whatever the right woman tells him to do, including another woman.

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Copyright © 2009, 2017 by Jennifer Leeland

ISBN: 978-1-60504-840-6

Edited by Heidi Moore

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Owned

A David’s House Novella

Jennifer Leeland

Dedication

To Crystal Jordan, who always had faith I could find a home for this story. To Rowan Larke, who never gives up on me, even when I give up on myself. To my editor, Heidi, who gave this story a chance and made it better. And to all my readers who have followed these characters around and still want more. To Romance Divas, to whom I owe so much. Thank you all.

Chapter One

It was going to be another lousy Humboldt County Christmas. As Pamela Dane drove her small car in the pouring rain, she listed all the good reasons she had for being miserable this holiday season.

Her usual playmate at David’s BDSM parties had gone back to her husband. It seemed the man had finally decided playing his wife’s D/s game was better than divorce, which left Pamela without a submissive. Oh, there were a few nice ones at David’s Saturday get-togethers, but none of them matched her kink.

It didn’t help that several members of their small society had paired off in the last year. She wrenched the wheel of the car as she exited the busy road onto her small street. All that loving BDSM couple crap was enough to make any Dominant green with envy. Pamela was no exception. She parked her car outside her tiny house nestled in the outskirts of Eureka and ducked raindrops up to her door. Christmas was on its way and she couldn’t help taking stock.

Divorced, alone, financially comfortable but emotionally frozen, Pamela didn’t hide from herself. She knew what she was. At thirty-five the chances of finding a male submissive she was willing to keep were small, miniscule. Control was her kink. She had to be in control all the time. She wasn’t a switch in any way. There wasn’t a submissive bone in her body. She flicked on the lights in her living room and glanced around as if she’d never seen it before. What did it say?

Like her life, it was bare. Very few personal items graced her shelves. Several books, since she loved to read, but no photographs or knick-knacks. And very black. Black leather couches, black lacquered furniture, black electronic equipment.

Suddenly, the prospect of spending her Christmas vacation alone, here, was repugnant. In a frenzy, she rushed to her bedroom and yanked out a suitcase.

Get away. Get away from the loneliness. The quiet.

As she packed, she planned. San Francisco. She’d go there. She wondered if Valerie was going out of town. Valerie had an apartment in the city and Pamela could crash there. Yes, a bigger, busier city. That was what she needed for Christmas.

***

Lights flickered as The Cage Club maintained the illusion of candlelight with electric bulbs. Pamela’s gaze darted over the patrons. Not too many Dominants and several submissives. Those were odds she liked.

On the counter was a small Christmas tree about two feet high. Amusingly, the ornaments were tiny little whips and handcuffs.

She made a beeline for the club owner. She’d met Dominique years earlier through David and now that acquaintance was paying off. She’d been given a free pass for the Christmas holidays and access to private rooms. New members were often restricted, but she was welcomed because of David’s word. Her leather corset tightened unbearably as she bent down to wipe the rain off her black boots. Her tight pants, black wig and heavy makeup were her costume, her disguise. She dressed the part so no submissive would mistake her for something