Under His Control – No Safeword Read Online Claire Thompson

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, Insta-Love, Kink Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 82746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
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Master Damon turned to Ellen, gifting her with his beautiful, lopsided smile. “That thing is love.”

Warmth flowed through her, her heart near to bursting with happiness.

Master Damon turned back to the room. “Second, I want to thank all of you for creating this amazing haven for people with a shared passion for a fully immersive BDSM lifestyle.”

Letting her hand go, he held up the box Master Brandon had given him. “And finally, thank you, Brandon, for crafting this beautiful symbol of the Master/slave relationship Ellen and I share.”

He opened the box, showing Ellen the most beautiful slave collar she had ever seen. It was made of thin strips of leather, some of the strands a deep blue, the others silver. They were braided together, the total effect reminding her of an ocean wave cresting to the shore. The clasp was a circle of silver with the words, “Master’s slave girl,” etched in tiny letters around its perimeter.

Taking the collar from the box, Master Damon said, “Kneel so I may collar you in front of our Enclave family.”

Tears of happiness filling her eyes, Ellen lowered herself to her knees. As she lifted the hair from the back of her neck, Master Damon tugged at the clasp, which opened without any catch that she could see.

Leaning down, he circled the impossibly soft leather around her throat. He let the clasp go and it snapped itself together. She understood then it contained a powerful magnet, an elegant and practical alternative to a buckle.

As Master Damon pulled Ellen up and into an embrace, everyone in the room, save for the poor girl still tethered to the punishment platform, burst into cheers and applause.

They stayed at the main house for another hour or so. When they finally made their way down to the cabin, Ellen was more than ready to collapse into the bed. She wanted nothing more than to fall asleep in Master Damon’s arms.

But before she could make her way to the bedroom or even slip out of her dress, Master Damon stopped her. He placed his hands on her shoulders as he stared down into her eyes. “Do you like your new collar, slave girl?”

“Oh, yes,” she breathed, her hand flying up to caress the soft leather. “I love it.”

“I’m glad,” he said.

He reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out another box, this one a small velvet cube. To her shocked surprise, this time he was the one to drop to one knee.

Looking up at her with such love in his eyes that it took her breath away, he opened the box to reveal a sparkling emerald-cut diamond set on a slim band studded with tiny diamonds.

“You taught me how to love, to trust and to forgive,” he said in a voice at once solemn and tender. “Ellen, my love, my slave girl, my heart. Will you marry me?”

“Oh, Damon,” she breathed, tears of joy spilling down her cheeks. “Yes. I will.”

His face splitting into a broad grin, Damon took the sparkling ring from the box. Taking her left hand, he slipped the ring onto her finger.

It fit perfectly.


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