The Spice Club: The Powerful & Kinky Series, #2

By Ireland Lorelei

Allison Cramer has been in the BDSM lifestyle for almost a year. Lucas, a Billionaire and member of The Powerful & Kinky Society, is her first Dom. Eight months into the contract, Lucas starts to shows his true colors and Allison is not having fun anymore. One night he takes it too far and now she isn't sure she can continue to live the lifestyle anymore. 

 

Jason Carter, a Billionaire, owner of The Spice Club and board member of The Powerful & Kinky Society meets Allison through their mutual best friends, Mike and Abby. He wants her to be his new Sub. He asked Mike if she was contracted to anyone and Mike told her that she was. But when he finds out that it was her that The Society is protecting from Lucas and what he did to her, he becomes outraged and wants nothing more than to show this beautiful woman how a real man/Dom treats a woman/Sub.

 

Can Jason help Allie realize that she can move forward and not all Dom's are like Lucas? In showing her how it is supposed to be, he starts to have feelings for her that he has never had before with any woman and definitely not a Sub. How does he handle these feelings?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Warrioress Publishing
• Release date: Jul 20, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223482550

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Prologue

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Allison

Iwoke up and decided that I couldn’t continue to deal with what happened on my own anymore. I needed to talk to Abby and as hard it would be to discuss with a man, I needed Mike to be there too. I needed him to be there because he was not only my friend, but on the board of The Society. I needed to know how they would handle what happened, and if they would kick us both out of The Society, and what exactly they would think or handle it.

It was time that I tell Abby and Mike what happened and why I have not been attending any of the events the Society has been throwing, including theirs. Abby has been asking me what was going on with me and I would just say that I didn’t feel like going. In truth, I really didn’t feel like going, but that wasn’t the root of the issue.

After taking a shower, I make a cup of coffee and call Abby.

Hey girl! Good morning, Abby said as she answered the phone.

Hey, are you and Mike available today? I ask her.

Yes, do you want to come over and we can do lunch and sit by the pool? she asked.

Sure, after I talk to you both about something, okay? I ask.

Okay, are you alright? she asks.

Yes, I lied. I know that she wouldn’t let it go if I said something was wrong. I will see you at noon.

See you at noon and I will tell Mike and have the cook make us that seafood salad you love so much for lunch, she tells me.

I hang up the phone and take a deep breath. Step one was completed. I had at least set up a time to talk to them. One step at a time. I fix a bagel with strawberry cream cheese and sit on the balcony until it is time to leave.

I was sitting across from my roommate and best friend, Abby, and her fiancé, and Dom, Mike, fidgeting with my hands nervously. The weight of my secret had become unbearable, gnawing at my from within. I knew it was time to unburden myself, to share the harrowing truth that had been haunting me for far too long. We are sitting in the living room of Mike’s mansion. I stare out the patio doors towards the pool and take a deep breath.

Guys, I need to tell you something, I said, my voice quivering with a mix of fear and vulnerability.

Abby and Mike exchanged a concerned glance, their eyes filled with worry and anticipation. They shifted closer, giving me their undivided attention, ready to offer their unwavering support.

What’s going on, Allie? Abby asked, her voice gentle and soothing, like a warm embrace.

I took a deep breath, summoning all my courage and steeling myself for what lay ahead. Last week, Lucas and I were together, and when we were in the playroom… Her voice trailed off, the memories flooding back, threatening to suffocate her. He started to get rough, and when I yelled my safe word at him to get him to stop, he didn’t listen. He…he raped me and used toys that I was never in agreement with him using.

The room fell into a heavy silence, pregnant with anticipation. Abby’s hand flew to her mouth in shock, her eyes wide with disbelief. Mike’s eyes widened, his expression one of disbelief. His brows furrowed, his jaw clenched tightly, his expression mirroring the rage that brewed within him.

Allie, why didn’t you tell us sooner? Mike’s voice resonated with concern, tinged with regret. I knew that he wanted to rewind time and erase the pain that had been inflicted upon me.

I was ashamed, I confessed, my voice choked with tears that now streamed freely down my face. I didn’t know what to do or who to turn to. Lucas…he may not be a part of the leaders of The Powerful & Kinky Society, but he is in the Society. And on top of that, he has a lot of money and a lot of pull. My voice wavered, filled with the weight of the power dynamic that had silenced me.

Abby swiftly moved to console me. She encircling me in a comforting embrace. She whispered words of reassurance, reminding me that the fault lay solely with Lucas, not with me.

You need to report this to the police, Allie, Abby asserted, her voice resolute. Lucas needs to be held accountable for what he did. No one should get away with such heinous acts.

I nod, feeling a glimmer of hope even through my tear-streaked face. The burden of my secret was slowly being lifted, replaced by the resolve to seek justice. I found solace in the unwavering support of my friends, knowing that I would not face the darkness alone.

Together, the three of us forged a path forward, a united front against the horrors I had endured. We meticulously crafted a plan to confront the authorities, to lay bare the truth and demand justice. We knew the road ahead would be treacherous, but our collective strength and friendship fortified us, guiding every step.

As the weight of the truth settled upon their shoulders, Mike excused himself from the room, determined to rally support from the leaders of The Society. His phone became a lifeline, connecting him with influential figures who shared his outrage. Among them was Stella Jenkins, a renowned high-profile lawyer known for her unwavering dedication to justice. In hushed conversations, Mike arranged for Stella to meet with me the following day, her expertise and guidance would serve as a beacon of hope amidst the darkness.

With each passing moment, the resolve to seek justice grew stronger within my heart. The path forward was riddled with uncertainty, but the unwavering support of her friends and the prospect of legal advocacy bolstered her spirit. I clung to the promise of a better tomorrow, a future where my voice would be heard and my pain acknowledged. The impending meeting with Stella Jenkins carried a glimmer of hope, a ray of light illuminating the path towards justice. I knew that the road ahead would demand strength and resilience, but with Abby, Mike, and now the support of an experienced lawyer, I feel a newfound determination coursing through my veins. As we united in pursuit of accountability, love, and unwavering support served as my armor, reminding me that I was not alone in the fight. Because I wasn’t alone, I know that I can navigate the twists and turns, drawing strength from my friends. I can dare to believe now in a future where justice and healing prevailed.

Chapter One

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Allison

High school. That’s where my journey into BDSM actually started. My best friend, Renee and I had decided to live on the wild side and got curious about it. We did a lot of research, but I was a late bloomer into the lifestyle. I didn’t start until after college, while Renee started while in college. She would call me every week and we would talk about her experiences and always ask when was I going to be ready to start enjoying life the way I wanted to.

I remember the day vividly, three years ago, when I took my first step into the world of BDSM. I had just graduated from college. It was a crisp autumn evening, the air carrying a hint of excitement and anticipation. The flickering lights and the pulsating beat of the