Dark Hollows Press
Scheduled for release July 14th.
Author page on DHP website
Saving Lady J page (price to be added on release day)
Jamie is a woman confused about who she is sexually. Her submissive side is constantly at war with her mouth.
She becomes involved with Julian, a man with secrets of his own, who becomes her slave.
When two dominant men enter Jamie and Julian's life, Jamie's world begins to unravel. As she attempts to help Julian fight his battles, she unwitting puts herself in harms way.
Themes/Warnings for the book:
This book is a dark erotic thriller. It is for readers 18+ and includes, but not limited to: force, mindfuckery, anal, spanking and spanking implements, non-con/dub-con, suspenseful elements, pegging, interracial sex, cuckold-themes, etc
About the book:
In Saving Lady J there are 3 or 4 main characters and multiple supporting characters. Just as in “real life” Jamie Rodgers has friends and a job. They don’t know about her personal activities outside of work. Jamie had always thought she was a “freak” and hid away her true feelings.
A majority of this book is based on non-fiction, real characters and a heck of a lot of naughty dreams. Much of what I write comes from people watching and learning from my friends within the lifestyle. Julian is a real person and even Raynth is real. I speak with him and get advice on a semi-regular basis. All names are changed and I have never met these people, sadly.
Unfortunately, in the lifestyle there are abusive and frightening situations, as in any “vanilla” life. This book was difficult for me to publish, because I didn’t want to offend readers. The sinister and uncertain moments, as well as other scenes, are why it is considered a dark erotic thriller.
I wanted to show growth within two of the main characters over this series. The book is intended to have a second one to explain Julian’s dark past and hopefully a bright future for Jamie.
I inhaled the shriek I wanted to let loose and composed myself. Cleaning the plug I set it on the bureau and left without a word. Anger was not even close to the word I felt. It was hurt wrapped in unease. As I rode the elevator down it was then that my legs began to wobble. The adrenaline had worn off.
I called Julian, “you called?” I grumbled.
“Yes, I’m so sorry Lady J. The power has gone out and your laptop was on. I tried to rescue-”
“Shit!” I closed my phone.
I exited the elevator and the lobby was an expanse of see-through windows. Elegant furnishings were displayed sparsely throughout the area. The flash of white and purple made me flinch and then the long rumble of thunder made me pause before pushing through the doors.
Another crash and pulse of electricity flew through the air, but this time it wasn’t the impending storm. I saw Marc. What was he doing here at Chris’ apartment complex no less? If I hadn’t been punished enough. If Chris saw this. Fuck that! I knew he would find out. He owned this damn building.
My heart raced for two competing reasons—one, the gorgeous soul who seemed to be looking up at me despite his stature. And two, the man who had just made my legs the thin copper wire that I was barely standing upon. Marc stood outside in front of the door, blocking it almost. He and fear kept me from leaving. I ran my hand up to my neck at my throat became dry.
“What is he doing here?” Chris growled behind me and I flinched. I hadn’t even heard the elevator chime I had been frozen in my spot, staring and wondering the same thing.
“I-I don’t know.”
Chris glared at me, pushed past me and went outside. He wore only his sweatpants and his Calvin Klein’s peeked from the top. The muscles in his body flexed with each movement and I bit my bottom lip. Concern waved over me as a pit formed in my stomach. I waited and waited for the fistfight, but it never came.
They stared each other down, Chris shouted and Marc stood like a statue. Both seemed to watch each other, locked into each other like raging bulls, yet no physical contact was made. I wanted to hear what they were saying, but I was in awe watching them. Hard to describe except maybe two lions fighting over a Pride and speaking in only a language they knew.
I watched as Marc gave me a saddened look and Chris moved to block even that. I watched the defeat in the man I had grown to care for deeply. I wanted him to be my friend, I wanted to explain to Chris that was all he was to me, but clearly that was no longer an option.
Chris came in and grabbed my arm with strength.
“Sir, you’re hurting me,” I whined as he dragged me over to the elevator.
He punched the button and the door opened immediately. He shoved me inside and before the door closed he was on top of me pinning me to the elevator wall. “You are mine,” he said and to stake his claim his mouth took mine.
I wanted to protest. I was still angry with him, but he was distracting me with his hand between my thighs. No. I tried to wriggle away. He couldn’t tell me I couldn’t be Marc’s friend.
“Mine, my beautiful fuck toy to please and fuck,” he said and dropped to his knees. Chris inhaled my scent. “Damn, you smell like a horny little slut that needs to come,” he grinned as he looked up at me.
His fingers thrust inside my pussy still wet from his intrusion only moments ago. He reached over and stopped the elevator with a push of a button. “Tell me,” his voice was dripping with lust.
“Tell you what sir?” I asked, as I gripped the rail to steady myself. I was unsure how much more my legs could handle.
He slid his thumb ever so gently across my sensitive nub and I jumped. He chuckled. “I want to hear you say it.”
“I need it sir. Please sir, please let me come. I’m so sorry for being bad, I promise to be good.” I whimpered as my pulse rose with each stroke across my clit.
He removed his hand. “No. And now your scent, damn, you smell so good,” he growled. “Look what you do to me,” he said exasperated.
“Sir, I can’t help it. I’m so horny and you know my body so well. You know how to tease me. Please sir please let me fuck you,” I pleaded as if I was pleading for my life. My body hummed and my crotch pulsed with blood. I never spoke like this, maybe there was too much blood in my crotch and not enough in my brain.
Excerpt – Julian’s lesson one of many
Julian was caught pleasuring himself in the bathroom the very day he moved in.
“Julian, I will call you pet or slave or any other pet names I might come up with.”
He nodded and looked up at me.
“I will collar you with a house collar when I see fit. You are my submissive. I don’t want you to be confused about that. I want to find a collar that suits you. I don’t want you doing bad behavior on purpose. You are free to speak to me, but not tell me what to do. Do you understand?”
“Yes or no?”
“Repeat after me: “Lady J owns my cock. I am not to touch it unless I need to for going pee. In fact from now on I will sit to pee, because I lost that privilege today”.”
He repeated me, while gritting his teeth.
“Lady J owns me. I am my own person who can take care of himself and will take care of her needs and her home,” I continued.
He repeated this as well.
“Anything you wish to add?”
“Please accept my apology for scaring you earlier. I run. It clears my head. I am not ready to tell you about last night. I’m sorry.” He looked remorsefully at me.
“I accept and it’s alright Julian. We have plenty of time to get to know each other. However, if the gun scares you or—”
His hand touched my thigh. “Please, don’t worry about me.”
I nodded. “Don’t interrupt.”
He smirked and looked down as if he was sorry.
“I am going to spank you now for your punishment. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” he whispered.
“Get on the bed.
I knelt beside him and watched his butt flex in anticipation. I remembered the first time I spanked Ken fondly and grinned. I started slowly and worked up a pace. His white cheeks were starting to look pink. Listening to his gasps and watching him clench the sheets and squeeze his cheeks together turned me on. Despite the stinging beginning in my hand I continued on. I didn’t want to rub it. This was punishment after all.
“Please!” he called out.
“You will be silent and you are done when I say you are,” I said sternly. I aimed for the tops of his thighs and now had him spread his legs. He began to pant, as I came closer and closer to his balls. “I think that is good for now. Round two in a bit. Follow me to my room. I have work to do and you will stand where I can see you.”
“Yes, Lady J.” He groaned as he stood.
I watched him from the corner of my eye, as he wobbled out of the room. I had him stand against a wall in my bedroom. I just wanted to torture him. He had a fine ass and I was horny. I sat in my seat and swiveled watching him impatiently stand there. He leaned on his forearms, pressing his head against them. I laughed internally. This was going to be fun.
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