Free Serena's Submission by Jasmine Hill

Chapter One
    Serena Davies studied her reflection in the mirror with apprehension. After much research on the BDSM lifestyle she had chosen her outfit with care and she hoped fervently that she looked the part.
    She had to trust that her appearance didn’t look too Dominatrix-like as she didn’t want to find herself thrust into a BDSM scene—if that happened she would have no idea what to do and she had determined that it would be much safer to give the impression of a submissive. Given her total inexperience in the BDSM world she figured that acting like a submissive would come relatively easily.
    Once again she had to give herself mental encouragement by remembering the exposé she would write regarding the BDSM lifestyle. Yes, dressing up and acting like a submissive would be well worth the effort to gain the experience and inside knowledge necessary to write her story.
    Her destination that evening was Club Erebus—Erebus, meaning darkness, a very appropriate name considering it was a Sydney BDSM club infamous for its dark kink and even darker clientele. Of course no BDSM club in the world would willingly admit a journalist through its doors and Club Erebus only allowed entry by an introduction through another member so she had called in a favour from a friend who was in the scene. She had kept the real reason for her visit to herself and given her friend the same cover story that she intended to use whilst in the club—that she was a closet submissive hoping to test the BDSM waters.
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    Aaron Blue was sprawled on one of the Club Erebus bed-like sofas as he half-heartedly watched an animal play scene where a Dom had his sub acting like a pony. Aaron’s long legs were thrown out in front of him and crossed at the ankles, and he nursed his second Scotch and dry, having already decided not to play that evening. As he gazed at the naked woman on all fours he was surprised and more than a little unnerved to realise that the scene before him was not remotely arousing him—an occurrence that was happening too frequently of late. As a Dominant, watching the humiliation of a submissive should be sexually stimulating but instead he was feeling nothing but boredom.
    He needed a distraction. It had been two months since his last submissive, a partnership that had not ended well when his submissive had declared that she wanted a more serious relationship. While he had played some scenes with some of the club’s submissives, his heart hadn’t been in it and instead he had gone through the motions without feeling his usual exhilaration at the D/s play.
    Low, excited murmuring from the booth next to his drew his attention and he followed the gaze of the inhabitants until his eyes found the source of the disturbance.
    Standing on the club threshold was a vision of submissive loveliness—an angel. Aaron knew all Club Erebus members and this woman was unfamiliar. He could tell instantly that she was a natural submissive, as he could tell that she was new to the scene by the way her eyes furtively flicked around the club without ever landing on a target, as if the numerous scenes playing out and the various states of undress were unnerving to her.
    She was pretty and petite. Her long blonde hair was tied into a high, thick ponytail that ended just below her shoulders and immediately he wanted to see what she would look like with her hair down and flowing over her back. She had outlined her blue eyes with black eyeliner and grey shadow which gave her a sultry look. The black velvet dress she wore fitted her compact figure perfectly and hugged her body in all the right places.
    Instantly his interest was piqued. She was gorgeous and as sexy as hell but seemed not to realise it, which in itself was a huge turn-on. She hovered on the threshold, seeming to weigh up her options, clearly unsure of what to do next. Aaron decided then and there that he had to have her, and he hoped like hell that she didn’t belong to anyone.
    Aaron