Description:

Becoming accustomed to her role as Mr. Cains slave, Catherine cant believe she is the object of the dashing billionaires attentions. Nonetheless, she harbors concerns over the brooding real estate moguls dark past. Not wanting to repeat past mistakes, the taciturn Mr. Cain slowly distances himself from his slave and her probing questions. Frustrated at the secrets he keeps from her, Catherine earns her Masters fury by openly challenging him. When her subsequent punishment goes too far, both of them question whether or not to continue their intimate yet dangerous liaison.

In a last ditch effort to salvage their relationship, the two spend a night out remind each other of the love they share. Slowly, Catherine gets past Matthews self-imposed barriers and into the source of his mental anguish. However, their romantic evening together takes a dark turn as Catherine learns the depth of her lovers emotional scars. Driven by guilt from the death of his brother, Matthew teeters on the edge of self-destruction.

Damaged by the loss of loved ones, can the two lovers heal each others wounds? Or are some kinds of damage beyond repair?

EXPICIT: This 18,000 word story contains graphic BDSM imagery such as bondage, furniture play, leashes, whipping, spanking, humiliation, and wax play. This total power exchange may be too intense and vivid for some to handle!

EXCERPT:

Matthew-Master! I yelled, turning around to see Matthew standing in the doorway. His large, muscular body towered over my small, dainty frame. My lovers broad shoulders nearly filled the width of the doorframe. He wore a pitch black business suit with a snow white business shirt. I could make out the outline of his hard muscles around his recently unbuttoned collar. It said a lot when his clothed body continued to titillate me when I had seen him in his full nude glory. W-what are you doing here?

Well, I do own the place, he replied, mockery in his tone. He walked closer to me with heavy footsteps. Do you dread the sight of me? Am I an unwanted presence in my own home?

No, I definitely dont dread the sight of you. I felt blessed that such a gorgeous man would even consider making me his lover. His beautiful eyes just drew you in. I wanted to grab fistfuls of his hair and make love on the kitchen floor.

Not at all, I blurted out, struggling to regain my composure. I turned my attenti

Property Damage: The Leash and the Landlord Part 2

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