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connected clamps to my tits
and clit. Then he walked me out and put me in the front seat of the car,
buckling me in such a way that he could still tug on the chain connecting my
clamps.
    The
whole way home, he would reach over and tug on it occasionally, and I’d moan. We
nearly caused countless wrecks, because the other drivers would stare at me.
But eventually, we pulled into the garage and he let me out of the car.
    I
stopped short when I walked into the house, though. Bradford and Jones were
sitting in the kitchen, sipping from cups of coffee.
    “Did
you enjoy your weekend, Fuck Toy?” Bradford looked cocky as ever.
    I
couldn’t deny that I had. I just nodded.
    “Your
man hired us to help you out, sugar,” Jones said. “He knew you’d be into it if
we could break down your barriers…and he was right. And now he wants to make it
a bit more permanent.”
    “Permanent?”
As in all of them? I shot my eyes over to Dustin, and he winked at me.
    “Just
me, slave. They were only for the weekend.”
    “Of
course, if he ever needs to hire us again…” Bradford let that hang in the air.
    I
probably wouldn’t mind their assistance from time to time…if it meant I could
have as many orgasms as I had this weekend. Still, this was all just a little
weird.
    “What
about my job?”
    “You’ll
go to work. I’ll go to work. All of that will be normal.” Dustin moved up
behind me and fingered the dual dildo inside me. “But then when we come home,
it’s Master and slave.”
    And
lots of sex.
    I
thought about it for a moment. But it really didn’t take all that long.
    “Yes,
Master.”

Dear readers:
     
    I hope you have enjoyed
this jaunt into my fantasy world. If you have, would you please consider
leaving a positive review at the site where you purchased this e-book? Thank
you so much.
     
    Wham, bam, thank you,
ma’am,
    Lacey Kane

      
     
    I do not write romance! Let me rephrase: there is nothing even remotely
romantic about my stories. What you will find in the pages of my work is BDSM,
smut, often consists of dubious consent, and is sometimes rather harsh.

My stories have been compared to those of JJ
Argus. This is a much closer comparison, by far, than romance.

Do not purchase one of my books, hoping it will
be even remotely romantic. You will be disappointed. You might be offended.

Additionally, the BDSM found within my stories
is of a fantasy nature. In other words, my characters do not conform to the
BDSM community's edict of Safe, Sane, and Consensual. Please do not attempt any
act described in one of my books without first consulting an experienced BDSM
practitioner as to its safety, feasibility, and/or legality.

All that said, if you're here for smut, I hope
you try me out.