“Mariah?”

Her eyes instantly flicked open in a haze at the husky masculine voice that had dominated her masturbating fantasies eons before. Disoriented, she found her wide-eyed stare steadying on the familiar chestnut eyes of a suited man she thought she had once escaped months ago. Could it really be him? How the heck did he find her?

Mistress V spun around, waves of electric fury rolling off of her. “You don't interrupt a scene.”

Orgasm on hold, Mariah could hardly breathe. In fact, she had stopped breathing. The man really was here, in the flesh. She wasn't delusional. If anything, he looked more chiseled than before, the suit as crisp as their prior meetings in the board room and beyond. His once over was as penetrating as it had been before.

With a slight nod, to Mariah's relief, he excused himself. Still, she felt too frozen to track his departure. All she could do was force herself to fill her lungs with air and release the stiffness that had taken over her body. As she started to breathe and relax again, she noticed Mistress V's penetrating regard of her.

“Interesting.” Mistress V's narrowed eyes drew up warning flags within Mariah. “You gripped me extra tight when he interrupted. Makes me want to push—”

Mistress V struck a deep place within her, and Mariah couldn't help but buck her hips forward and moan.
“—that hard limit of yours on public humiliation. You like it when you go all animal on me in public? Let the world know how sweet a cunt you have, what a whore you are, that you like being fucked like a slut?”

Oh, god, that was furthest from the truth. What the heck was Mistress V doing, still stroking her and talking dirty? Fucking her pussy as if it was some sort of lie detector? Breathless form Mistress V's relentless probes, Mariah shook her head.

“Hmm. Perhaps you like being watched by a third party? How about sex with a handsome stranger who chances upon two copulating females? Still not your cup of tea?” The dips and glides quickened in pace and pressure, and she couldn't resist squeezing those fingers. “Ah, there we go, a bit of that clench again, but not as strong as the one you gave me when caught in the act by that handsome man. Tell me, would you like me to invite him over to play with us?”

Her heart stopped at the absurd notion. She wasn't a doormat or a play thing! She fervently shook her head and cursed herself when she felt her pelvic walls tighten around Mistress V's fingers.

“Interesting,” Mistress V muttered, her eyes narrowing. “You shake your head but your pussy liked that idea. So do those beaded pebbles on your chest.”

Mariah's breath hitched. Oh, god. No!

“Not to mention the catch in your breath and those flushed cheeks …” Mistress V's lips curved with sinister intent. “However, some more alone time together would ensure that this pussy is mine.”

​A few quick jerks of those fingers coupled with several swivels of the thumb to her clit sent her flying. She came, screaming into the wool stocking as Mistress V continued stoking the fires of her orgasm.

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“Wow, you look sexy!” Geneva raved via video chat Saturday morning after brunch. “You should keep your hair black like that, Mer! Nice Cleopatra bob you got there. If I didn't know better, I'd take you to be a Wiccan priestess. With a touch of black lipstick, you'd pass for a Goth too.” 

Vampires and witches? Nah. She never got into the paranormal stuff. “A little early for Halloween, don't you think?” Mariah raised an eyebrow, eying the June sunshine in Geneva's backdrop in Seattle. She remembered staying at Geneva's for about a week after her condo sold. The light streaming through the patio doors reminded her of the secret garden she frequented past those double doors, the little patch of earth she left almost a year ago.

“Where's your sense of humor?” Geneva giggled, then lifted her mug to toast Mariah and said, “Congrats on getting an interview by the way. Sorry I didn't have much time to talk last night. Friday evenings are usually reserved for Frank. How did it go anyway?” Geneva then sipped her favorite: chai tea. Mariah could almost smell it through the monitor.

Slightly envious and desiring a comfy beverage of her own, Mariah picked up her laptop and moved it to the kitchen to make a drink for herself: hot chocolate. Wished she had thought of using her lightweight iPad to Skype instead. Filling a pot with milk, she fired up the stove and then frowned. “She got into my business, didn't trust the little I had on my résumé and dismissed me.”

“Girl, I could have put you in touch with people in my industry for any admin job you needed,” Geneva said.

“But that's the point of my job search process! I need to keep a low profile and drawing on any contacts of yours or mine from the past will make me too easy to trace.” Mariah grimaced at the thought of Clark on her trail. Scooping a heavy measure of cocoa into a mug, her mind instantly switched to relishing the aroma from the tin can.

Geneva sighed. “Yes, I know. You actually have good reason to continue doing so.”

Mariah's ears perked and her stomach dropped. Dread tingled up her spine. “What do you mean?”

“Your Dom came looking for you,” Geneva said.

“What?” Mariah exclaimed, dropping the scoop mid-measure. How did Geneva know about Clark? Did Clark really hunt Geneva down to ask about her? And what was all this stuff about her Dom? She stayed quiet, pointedly ignoring Geneva's reference. She was so not going there.

“He came to my office and I told him that you'll contact him when you're ready.”

Mariah groaned. “Good god, I'm sorry about that, G.” Recalling how Clark took up her office space as if he owned it and had his way with her, an involuntary shudder of both pleasure and anxiety moved through her. “He can be very, for lack of a better word, domineering.”

Geneva giggled. “Yeah, Dom. Domineering. Get it?”

Mariah rolled her eyes and pushed the thought of him out of her mind. She had just recovered—mostly—from losing her mother not long ago and had little reserves left now to deal with the Clark issue. She was ready to talk about the interview, though. 

“Anyway,” Mariah said, thinking of the appointment she had with Britta, “I tried to save my interview by proposing several ideas I thought would be helpful for diversifying and strengthening the company—based upon the news I found on them for the past six months.”

“That's way above and beyond an admin, isn't it?” Geneva asked. “You sure that won't pique your prospective employer into poking into your past life?”

Mariah sighed, thinking of Britta's shrewd gaze. Nothing slipped past that woman. Plus, the business world was small—even smaller for successful businesswomen. Applying for the admin job was the best thing to do for her to keep a low profile and Akerman Enterprises was the perfect place to be … if she got the job.

Purr Scent III: The Mistress
Submissive Awakening

Trying to figure out her penchant for pain and pleasure, a new and disguised Mariah Olsen caves in to exploring her thresholds for submission at the hands of a well-trained Dominatrix, Mistress V. Their scene does not last for long before an unexpected Dominant drops by not once but twice. 

Clark Mannings, on the cold trail of the submissive woman he desires as a mate, visits an old friend to relieve the ache. Instead, he gets a rude awakening that throws him back to that one fateful afternoon in Seattle months ago. 

Britt Akerman, irritated from filling the last open position in her company, goes to a BDSM club to relieve an itch. Only, the itch finds her and the fun—and punishment—begins. 

Purr Scent III: The Mistress is a 21,000-word Purr Billionaire M/F/F (MFF or Male-female-female) BDSM Erotic Romance written by Purr Erotica Romance author Jacintha Topaz. This erotic read takes place mostly in a BDSM club and has bondage, riding crops, and F/F action (kissing, butt plug, strap-on). Although the three protagonists meet in this story and the girl-on-girl action heats up for the female leads, the three will meet for their first M/F/F menage in Part IV: The Mastered.

The book contains mature content that is only suitable for 18 and over.

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