School of Submission

By Ellie Wylde

Down on her luck, aspiring model, Zoey has come to the bright city lights of New York to start her career. But finding a modeling job has turned out much, much harder than she expected. With her rent due, and her sleazy landlord wanting either payment or an 'alternative' arrangement she needs a job fast!

She sees an advert requiring a model at a BDSM school that teaches wealthy women the art of domination, and with nothing to lose, she applies. She turns up to the interview expecting to do some kind of kinky photo shoot but the dominant Mistress of the School, Jayda, has other ideas for the sexy model!

Zara finds herself working as a Sub for Jayda's wealthy female clients to practice on... and for a straight girl from a small town, she is soon doing things she never imagined! Tasked with completing sexy challenges for her strict Mistress, Zoey discovers a sexual side to her personality she never knew existed. But will she submit and give herself completely to her Mistress?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ellie Wylde
• Release date: Apr 12, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224576708

Ellie Wylde

Hi, I am Ellie. I currently live in New York and work as a financial journalist by day and write Erotica by night. I was brought up in a small town in Colorado and as a teenager I was a bit of a late bloomer sexually but I have been trying to make up for it ever since! I am in my late twenties and would classify myself as Bi-Sexual, although heavily leaning towards the lesbian side of the spectrum. Dominant girls just turn me on!My stories are character driven where women, with hopes and dreams, find themselves in very naughty situations! I love writing my fantasies and I hope you will love reading about them!For updates and FREE exclusive story about my REAL Life first sexual experiences as a nineteen year old getting turned from straight to .... a lot less straight. As well as a BONUS surprise treat please visit me at www.EllieWyldeErotica.comContact: [e-mail] TOO TABOO Series (Full length novels with very naughty taboo themes)A Summer Camp of SeductionLesbian Prison: BlackstoneObsessionA Body to Die ForSlaves to Rome (Part 1 the Domina of Rome Series)Sins of Rome (Part 2 of the Domina of Rome Series)Fury of Rome (Part 3 of the Domina of Rome Series)My Short Erotica Stories (no or only mildly taboo)1) The Billionaire's Lesbian Sex Party2) Seducing the Straight Teacher3) Blackmailing the Babysitter into Lesbian Sex4) Lady Love Hotel5) Love, Lust & Barcelona6) Seduced by Her Best Friends7) Blackmailed by Their Lesbian Teacher8) Lesbian Spa: The Goddess Treatment9) Seduced by her Lesbian Boss10) Naked in Paradise11) Lesbian Sorority: The Initiation12) Blackmailing a Hollywood A-Lister13) Western Girl in an Arabian Harem14) Seduced by a Lesbian Stripper15) Turning the Straight Housemaid16) Lesbian Sex Club: Amsterdam17) School of Seduction18) The Lesbian Sex Experiment (Coming Soon!)

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School of Submission

By Ellie Wylde

Copyright© 2024 Ellie Wylde

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School of Submission

Experience required. Experience required. Experience required. Zoey kept scrolling down the list of job adverts and with each page, she felt her mood worsen. Her eyes darted toward a title: trainee sous chef. She clicked. ‘Trainee sous chef needed, only one year of experience required in a commercial kitchen, apply now!’

Zoey sighed, not that she had any burning desire to be a sous chef, her only interest in cooking was what could be done quickest in the microwave. Maybe on a good day, she could challenge herself and have a go at boiling something, mainly pasta... actually, only pasta. She checked her emails to see if anything had come back from the hundred and one applications she had sent out that week. Her heart jumped when she saw the bold of an unread email. She clicked. ‘Thank you for your interest in our company, unfortunately, we won’t be taking your application any further but we wish you the best of luck in the future.’ Even a shelf stacking job had eluded her.

Fuck it! she sighed and slumped back in her chair.

She picked up a folder off the desk and opened it. The photos looked amazing. She flicked through them slowly. She particularly liked the black and white ones which made her look like a Hollywood actress from days gone by. She stopped on one with her dressed in a completely unbuttoned white blouse with a lace black bra underneath, her blonde hair blowing in the wind (or in this case a fan), and a sultry far away look on her face. Her ample breasts looked good, lifted up nicely with just the right of cleavage to be mysterious not slutty.

She checked her emails again willing there to be one from a modeling agency. Nothing. She refreshed. Nothing.

‘Concrete jungle where dreams are made of?’ she thought to herself, ‘more like city where dreams are crushed!’

There was a knock on the door. She held her breath and waited. There was another knock and this time a man’s voice followed, I know you’re in there, open up.

Zoey slinked over to the door and opened it to reveal her landlord… Dwight? Dwayne? Or was it Henry? She wasn’t even sure if she couldn’t remember or just had never known.

Hey there, I had my headphones on… so what’s up?

Dwight, Dwayne or Henry stood there in a far too tight t-shirt that strained against his paunch, a hairy bulge of tummy flopping out above his over-worked belt. Zoey noted what looked like ketchup stains, or possibly Bolognese, which decorated his attire.

You know what’s up. Same thing that was up last week,

Right… yeah… the rent. I’m just waiting for the money to come through and as soon as I have it – you will have it.

It’s late.

I’ll chase them up.

It’s very late.

I’m sure it will be soon.

It will be by the end of the week or you are out. Understand?

Next week? That… that should be fine… seven hundred wasn’t it?

Eight hundred, snorted the landlord.

Zoey let her dismay show for just an instant before she was able to hide it again but it was enough for the landlord to smell blood. He stepped forward slightly, ran a fat hand through his thinning, greasy hair and said, But maybe we could come to some sort of arrangement?

Like a discount? Or an extension? asked Zoey, then she noticed the man’s gaze lowering to where there was a hint of cleavage showing under her dressing gown.

Sure… maybe an extension. If you can give me a reason to give it to you…

A reason?

A pretty girl like you… I’m sure you could… persuade me, the man gave Zoey’s dressing gown a slight tug to open it up a bit more.

Zoey stepped swiftly backward and made to close the door, "Next week it