 | Drum Roll... Okay, so you've met Clark Mannings in the first book and tasted a bit of his style of domination. Move over, man, because now it's the lady's turn... Meet Britt Akerman, how she tops and pushes subbies to the edge. Hmm, who may be her next victim, toy, pet, or sub? You guessed it! Mariah Olsen has re-entered the country, picked up the pieces to a life that shattered apart and pushed her out of the country in the first place. Strong enough now to explore what she thinks is her pain slut tendencies, she has come up against the perfect FemDom who won't let her get away with anything... |
Here's an Excerpt!
“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.
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.
And the Blurb...
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.
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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