Master Charming

By Jennifer Leeland

For her birthday, Beth Jones was given a Newbie Package from the local BDSM club, The Iron Bar. Her so-called friends had spotted her submissive side and decided it was time she quit hiding it. But when the night comes that she finally gets to play her first scene, she is no longer sure who she is. Is she the sweet submissive in the borrowed Jimmy Choo shoes? Or is she the Goth chick with the black eyeliner and spiked hair?

No one could pin down Master Chris's taste in submissives. He liked them in all shapes and sizes, but his favorite subs were newbies. The Iron Bar trusted him to introduce the Lifestyle to newcomers and he loved the chance to do it. No commitment necessary. But the woman he played that he only knew as "Miss Jones" got under his skin. When a crisis in his life causes an interruption, Chris has to track down the elusive Miss Jones with only a Jimmy Choo shoe to guide him.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jennifer Leeland
• Release date: May 27, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005337001

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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MASTER CHARMING

Jennifer Leeland

Master Charming

Copyright © 2018 by Jennifer Leeland

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Table of Contents

Dedication

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

About the Author

Dedication

This book is all Melissa Blue’s fault. She wrote a book based on a fairy tale, and the beautiful Arabeth Jones with the goth makeup and the combat boots began to talk my ear off about sparkling Jimmy Choos. The dirty Scot whisperer paid the ultimate price and had to critique the first draft. Believe me. I tortured her.

That said, this story still needed Jana Armstrong’s expert editing to make it out the door. As I said on Twitter, I’ve made it my life goal to make her LOL in the editing comments. I haven’t done it yet, but I will.

As always, I have to thank Romance Divas for EVERYTHING. There are some Divas who stand out—T.Sue Versteeg, Eden Bradley, and Crystal Jordan—but it’s the community of authors, cover artists, editors, and publishing professionals as a whole that has supported me in this crazy thing I call a writing career.

To all my readers, you are awesome. I am lucky and grateful that you guys are still buying up the stories I love to write. I hope I can keep entertaining you.

Chapter One

She posted again. Chris stared at his Fetlife feed and clicked on the new journal post from Miss Jones.

I’ve shared a lot with you. Strangers. Fellow travelers in this kinky journey. I finished my Newbie classes at the club tonight, and it left me wired. This weekend, I will finally step inside this world that I’ve been too afraid to delve into. I’ll become the submissive I’ve always wanted to be.

I didn’t know that was what I was searching for. I thought I was looking for a father figure or someone with confidence. What I really need is a Dominant. I don’t mean need in that clingy, desperate way I have sought in the past. I mean that I want to grow and change, to transform, and a D/s relationship seems to be the way I’ve chosen to do that.

Last week, I was contacted, as part of my membership package, by three Dominants. They’re all vetted by The Iron Bar, and I had to choose one of them to have an introductory session. After a few exchanges, I narrowed it down to the Dominant who’s going to pop my cherry in the BDSM sense. I’m excited and I’m terrified all at once. What if I screw it up? What if they’re disappointed? What if I pass out? LOL! The messages have been pretty awkward. Not on his part but on mine. I’m not a player. I usually jump in too quickly, fall in love, and then discover it was all an illusion.

This time, I’m starting with the illusion first. And absolutely nothing about this is romantic. This isn’t a blind date with good intentions. It isn’t about finding Mr. Right. This is an introduction to myself. It’s about knowing me so that I can be who I am no matter who is in my life. I think that’s a step in the right direction.

You know I’ll keep you updated. I’m so damn grateful for my friends who have been there for me through this whole thing. But even they don’t know how relieved I felt when I went to that first newbie class and discovered that I was a submissive.

They still think that I’m doing this on a dare.

I love it here on Fetlife. No one here knows what I look like or my past or my socioeconomic status. To you, I’m Miss Jones, the newbie, the terrified, excited sub who is exploring this kinky world and dragging you all along with me.

I’d better get some sleep. But before I do, time to visit the Whose Awake at 3am group and play some This or That.

Why was she different? Chris clicked away without commenting. He didn’t want her to know he was reading her posts. Had her journal entries influenced his e-mails to her? Probably. She’d chosen him, and he’d set the date. He’d accepted her friend request on Fetlife and wondered if she considered that he’d start reading her writing.

It was his standard procedure when he agreed to play with a newcomer. He’d friend them on Fetlife, see what they listed as their fetishes, and suggest a scene. It was a tried-and-true method. So why was he so obsessed with this submissive?

He glanced around his apartment. Maybe it was the loneliness of his place. He didn’t have pictures of family. He wasn’t one to make his home comfortable. All he really did was sleep here. It wasn’t that he didn’t know how