Finding My Play Partner: The Play Series

By Nate Plissken and Layla Lovelace

Finding My play Partner.

Catherine is 26 and sexually frustrated. All her adult life she's wanted to meet a guy who knew how to dominate her in the bedroom, but all she's found were creeps and basic jerks. She has a porn addiction and can't survive without her vibrator, but is longing to find her dom, her Play Partner.

Until she meets Adam Cartwright, a successful but very mysterious entrepreneur and Rick Blanton, the hunky head of security at the company she works for. Rick's BDSM lifestyle is whispered and gossiped about all over the office. And Catherine has to contend with her boss, an older married man who has his eyes set on bedding her.

But where will she find her Play Partner?

#eroticromance #BDSMErotica #officekink #NSFW #billionaireerotica

• Language: English
• Publisher: ROEM Publishing
• Release date: Dec 28, 2022
• ISBN: 9798215522882

Nate Plissken

I am interested in the pursuit of success and achievement. Passing on the knowledge I have learned about attracting quality women, and being successful in life financilally and in all ways that effect the modern man.

Book preview

When I was sixteen, I used to read all the E. L. James books; you know the books the Fifty Shades of Grey books. I was in love with Christian, or lust maybe, but I wanted him. But sadly now I had turned twenty-six, and I still hadn't met a man like him yet.

I could blame it on being shy and not looking for it. For the last three years, I worked as a mid-level banker at SNB Bank in Dallas, Texas. It was the first proper job I had after college and I was trudging along up the corporate ladder. I didn't expect it to be what it was. It was politics and not too much different from high-school and I hated it. But I did my best to get along.

The stuffy fake work environment only compounded the fact that I was sexually frustrated. The guys I dated bored me. What is wrong with me? I work out and have a fit body. Guys have always complimented my blonde hair and blue eyes. I'm not too tall, only 5'4".

But for the past few years, I have dated men who leave me feeling unsatisfied in bed. Why can't they pull my hair and spank ass and bend me over the kitchen table and call me dirty names? Is that too much to ask for?

Stepping out of the shower, I was very self aware of my own body as I dried myself with a towel. Going to the gym was just what I did. I looked at my ass in the mirror and I prided myself on my firm bubble-butt. It had taken years of squats and pilates to keep in shape. My flat tummy as accented my large hips. Am I a narcist for looking at myself in the mirror? Even worse, because I like the way I look?

I cupped my breasts, which were 38 C-Cups and perky. Perky thanks to years of strict and tortuous bra wearing because of my mother. She made me wear one even when I slept when I was a teenager. She was a sadist, but I can thank her for my tits.

I dropped my wet towel on my bedroom floor and laid naked on my bed.

I still had an hour before I had to get ready for work, so I grabbed my favorite vibrator and the screencast the kinkiest bondage porn I could find from my iPhone to my flatscreen tv mounted on the wall.

The scene was in an industrial looking building with concrete floors and a large X-shaped cross with a very tan, nude woman tied to it with ropes. And there was a fully clothed man walking toward her.

The man in the video was