JAX

By DeVie Bisou

Their arrangement was crazy. A two-month-long experiment destined for disaster. But no one gets anything without a little risk. Jax just wished he'd known better, or he'd have never agreed to take it this far. Yet halfway in, Jax realizes he wants more with Daphne. A twist to their arrangement that could bring her to her knees&mdash

• Language: English
• Publisher: Little Black Hook
• Release date: Mar 12, 2018
• ISBN: 9781775209232

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Chapter One

Jax closed his eyes and settled in to corpse pose with the rest of his class.

He didn’t typically participate in class in any way, but he felt a strong need to take a moment and let it all melt away today. It’d been a crazy month what with him and Daphne exploring their version of BDSM, and he felt off kilter for some reason. He did not feel like party boy Jax in any way, and he wasn’t sure what to make of it. It was like he was the cobra shedding its skin and he didn’t know what to expect after the…shedding.

His center was off.

Someone at the back of the room farted, and a few of the women around her giggled, her friends, so he knew no one would be leaving feeling embarrassed. It was common anyway in yoga class, and having taught Vinyasa yoga for over five years, he’d literally seen and heard it all.

The sounds off a Tibetan bowl emanated from the stereo and Jax slipped into a more restful state, but his mind was still buzzing. Images of Daphne leaning over him, whispering in his ear I’m your master, and her lashing him gently with a whip, her tits spilling out of her short, black leather dress, his dick hard as a rock, were consuming his brain these past few days. Which made sense because they were reversing roles in a week and he’d be submissive. At least that’s how he expected it would look once they got to it. But he didn’t know what her style would be, how the energy would manifest with her as Mistress.

Daphne.

His best friend in the whole world since second grade. He’d been new to town, just a scrawny little kid with floppy brown hair, and awkward, oh so awkward, because of his crippling shyness. But Daphne marched up to him at recess that first day, grabbed him by his coat, at the side, and pulled him to her hopscotch game behind the school. "You’re my friend now. This is what we do every day at lunch. So it’s what you do every day at lunch now."

The memory made him chuckle right there on the mat in corpse pose. She always had a bossy streak, and it sure would be put to test this next month when they flipped roles and he’d be in role of submissive.

He wasn’t sure how she felt about their little experiment. Well, he knew somewhat how she felt about it by whatever she said in their videos they made every week for friends and anyone who wanted to know about their experiment. They were kind of YouTube stars (and he used that term loosely, but their friends loved to tease them about it) having just hit 100,000 views. People were actually curious about two best friends deciding to try out BDSM…on each other. They loved how frank and open they were, and that the information they provided was personal, simple, and to the point. They weren’t trying to be experts just themselves, and if people didn’t like it they could always switch off. Some comments were downright obnoxious, a few