Degradation (Humiliating the Mob)

By Dalia Daudelin

You'll Never Believe How This Vixen Interviews New Recruits

Connor O'Day hadn't always wanted to be in the mob.

Growing up poor had put him in the right places, though. Being Irish, in his neighborhood, had put him in with the right crowd.

Now someone new is in town, and recruiting, and Connor sees an opportunity to get in on the ground floor of a newer, bigger organization.

He's surprised to find a woman responsible for his "interview," though, and for interviewing two others with him.

Her methods are unorthodox, and Connor's going to be in for a world of hurt if he doesn't submit.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Midnight Climax Bundles
• Release date: Aug 8, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311065476

Dalia Daudelin

Dalia Daudelin writes dirty, and she knows that's exactly how you like it.Dalia was rebellious as a teenager, but in a lot of ways she played it safe. While she was running with a bad crowd, she was a prude. All of that changed when she met her business partner and fiance, Michael Meadows.With a few more years behind her and a lot more experience, Dalia is bringing the naughtiest sexual desires to readers. Sure, reading about BDSM might be safer than acting it out, but that just means she can tease you even harder and inflict even more pain on her characters.It's not just BDSM, either. Dalia has written a huge number of books from many of the hottest kinks out there.During her down time, Dalia likes to play video games like Watch_Dogs, Fallout, and Dragon Age. She also enjoys television shows like The X Files, Blacklist, Portlandia and Supernatural. She's a devoted fan of Yume Nikki, and used to run Alternate Reality Games online.She's conspiracy minded and enjoys researching topics such as MKULTRA, Monarch Programming, and the Illuminati.

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Degredation

Humiliating the Mob

Dalia Daudelin

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The day was hot, and it was only going to get hotter. Three men sat in the shade of a birch tree, awaiting their fate. Their hair was cut nearly-identically, short and cropped close to the head. Only the tallest of the three, wearing light clothes and sunglasses, wore any facial hair. They sat in silence, not knowing the others' names, but each knowing why the other was there and knowing that if they were going to get what they wanted out of this deal, the other two would be going home empty handed. It created an immediate sense of enmity. The heat didn't help matters either.

It felt like hours waiting there, nobody speaking, nobody looking at the others. Watching the birds circling over the field in front of them. Their cars were behind them, parked in a neat row in what seemed to be nowhere. The sun was high in the sky, past noon, when finally the sound of a fourth car could be heard just beyond the horizon. As if in slow motion, a black dot appeared to the west, slowly growing into the far-off shape of a car. It closed the distance quickly, but to the heat-rattled minds of the trio sitting under the tree it seemed to take forever, giving them a glimpse of hope like a Victorian maiden's ankle. It finally pulled to a stop in front of them. A single figure stepped out, female. She was nearly as tall as the bearded man, with a sour face. She smoked a small cigar.

Get undressed. The words sizzled like an egg on the car's hood in the heat. The three men, who had automatically stood when the newcomer arrived, shifted awkwardly from one foot to the other, unsure of what to do. The driver-side window, illegally tinted, opened just a bit. The barrel of a gun poked out, noiselessly, and the woman repeated her instructions: I said, get undressed. Or my associate will help you accessorize. She glanced through the windshield, and then in apparent response to some unseen gesture, she shrugged.

By the time she'd gotten to the other side of the car, the men were already in their undershirts. She collected the jackets, shoes, and pants. The trunk of the car opened automatically, and she reached in, pulling out a bag and placing the clothing inside. She walked back over to the men, standing now in their underwear, and she began to blindfold one.

This is highly irregular, said one of the men. His voice was high, light. It might've been higher-pitched than the woman's. His face was hard and his expression stiff in stark contrast. He looked like he might eat people who mocked his voice for breakfast. It wasn't far off from the truth, either, if the rumors were to be believed. He received a stiff punch to the kidney, then another. He turned to fight back and a sizzling uppercut put him on the ground shaking dizziness out of his eyes.

Get up! the woman shouted. She had an incensed look to her and she ground her teeth, barely restraining herself. The man did, and as he began to dust himself off. As he looked down at his body, covered in dirt, the woman slapped