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Opis ebooka Dark Desires 7 - 9 - Daisy Rose

Love. Sex. Pain. Pleasure.These three standalone stories take love to another level. The dominating alpha men bind and take innocent young women in all-too-public places. Being dominated has never been more enticing.~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~Excerpt from Punished By Men:Baron's quest for a submissive began as soon as he knew he wanted to start a club. He was forced to accept that the task was much more challenging than he had predicted when he still couldn't find one after the club had finished construction. He couldn't throw money at it to solve the problem, as he had been so used to doing. The more money involved, the less likely they would find someone suitable, something which he had to find out the hard way when a hooker showed up at the door.Not many young women were willing to give their trust to an unknown man and accept a role that would likely define their entire lives. It was the kind of work that wouldn't last past their primes and women knew that.The few that had gone to the interview had, thus far, been unsuitable.One young woman cried throughout the entire interview after he spanked her just once and not in a 'it hurts so good' kind of crying either. She insisted she would be able to get her act together in time for work but he didn't want to hire someone who was at a risk of being emotionally scarred during one of their sessions.Another thought the work was disgraceful and was insulted that she was even offered the interview in the first place despite having applied to it herself. She was particularly beautiful, but he knew it would be a complete disaster to have her there. It seemed she had pretended to go along with the whole thing just in order to finally meet him in person. He made sure to have her name blacklisted in all his company's future interviews. He did not appreciate time wasters.The third interviewee had showed up half drunk. He promptly signed her up for rehab after she threw up on the interview table.The submissives he knew all either had steady income jobs that paid higher than what he was offering or loved their jobs. He was prepared to approach other Doms and ask if they were willing to share their subs for specific nights, but he didn't want to have to deal with different girls every night.The club had only been open for a little over a week and already Baron was bored out of his mind."Now, tell me about the young woman you have in mind," Baron asked James.The younger man gulped, not used to have the black man's completely attention on him. His boss was an imposing man, not only in size but in intensity. He had a way of looking at people that made them feel miniscule and insignificant.James owed the older man his entire career. If it wasn't for him, he would be out in the streets.He had thought of Gabriella in the spur of the moment and hadn't realize he had spoken out-loud until Baron asked him for details."I met Gabriella in college. Last I heard, she was desperate for work," he said.Baron sent him a look at made his spine curl. "What makes you think she'll be good for the job?" he asked. He was looking for a submissive, not some unemployed college graduate.James hastily continued. "Based on the grapevine, she's a submissive."Baron's lips twisted. That is useful information. "What was she studying?" he asked."She studied sociology and have been working mostly admin positions for the past year. Lost two jobs from inappropriate behavior.""Inappropriate behavior?" he asked."Seems she was keen on sleeping with her colleagues at work."Now, that's interesting. There was little risk in arranging an interview with her. "How desperate for the job is she?" he asked.

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Dark Desires 7 - 9

Daisy Rose

Copyright 2016 Daisy Rose

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental. All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. No part in this book may be reproduced, transmitted, stored, or distributed without permission of the author or publisher.

This book contains:

Dark Desires 7: Dominated In Public

Baron requires a sub for the Foxy Femme Club. He's looking for a young woman who is willing to commit to a role, who is comfortable with moving into the cafe, and who, preferably, has the ability to make any man want to dominate her.

Gabriella is so desperate for the work that she bends a few truths. Yes, she was young and eager but she has never taken the role as a submissive. Yes, she is prepared to move into the cafe, but only because she's getting kicked out of her apartment anyways. Yes, she is willing to submit... but he's going to have to teach her how.

Dark Desires 8: Punished By Men

Harley knows she's in big trouble when she is caught misusing company funds for her own pleasures. Her alpha male boss isn't going to hand her over to the police. No, he has other plans for her.

She is blindfolded and punished in front of her peers for her indiscretions. Then, to add further humiliation to her punishment, he offers her to her colleagues to do to her as they wish. The worst part of it all isn't how rough they were, or how disgraced she was. The worst part of it all is how much she loves it.

Dark Desires 9: Billionaire Submission

Ivory is a young environmentalist who works with an international initiative to save the biggest mammals on land.

Alex is a powerful businessman intent on building his new factory in the midst of an elephant migration path.

When Ivory is sent to convince Alex to relocate, the alpha billionaire pushes her to her limits both mentally and physically. She swears she's not interested in the overconfident black male but he wakes desires she never knew she had - dark desires. Even worse, he offers her an easy way to get what she wants:

Submit to his every wish for just one hour.

What's the worst he could do in an hour?

Look Inside Dominated In Public (Dark Desires 7)

"What time did you tell her the interview was going to be, James?" Baron turned to James.

"Eight."

"Now,' he turned back to Gabriella. For a moment, she thought he was going to ask her to read out the time for him again. Instead, he said, "Tell me why you lost your previous jobs."

The corner of his lips turned into a cruel smirk and she knew immediately that he already knew why she was fired from her last two jobs. She looked to James but he was already avoiding her gaze guiltily.

She turned to Baron defiantly, "Does it matter?"

"Yes,' he said, still giving her that annoying smirk.

"What if I don't want to tell you?" she challenged even though she didn't quite understand why she was being so difficult. She had been asked the question before and had lied easily. The job wasn't a good fit. She found it no longer challenging. She was looking for other outlets. She could pick from any number of lies.

"Bend over," he said. Her eyes widened. "Bend over," he repeated, getting up as she did. The chairs creaked as they were pushed away from the table.

Her heart thudded in her throat. She bent over, leaning down against the table so that her nose was almost kissing the watch.

"If you're going to act like an entitled little girl, then I'm going to punish you like one."

She didn't have time to question what he meant when she felt the full force of his palm on her ass.

Her cheeks flushed red in shock, and she pushed herself away from the desk with a yelp. "How dare you!" The words flew from her lips faster than she could think.

"Stay down," he commanded.

Something about his voice made her comply. She had participated in bdsm games only once before and his tone was that of a person used to being on top. She didn't even think.

She found herself bending over the desk again, her hands braced against the unyielding surface. For a long time, nothing happened. All she could see was the desk and the stunned expression on James's face. He was the one who set up the interview. He must've known this was going to happen.

Did he want to see her like this? Dominated and shamed? Her face burned red from the embarrassment of being caught by her peer doing something so disgraceful. Her eyes fluttered to meet his and for a moment, they locked gazes. He looked away first, his tanned cheek a little pink.

Her chest was pressed against the table, ample breasts almost spilling from her clothes. Her hair fell over her face, keeping her half fearful, half aroused expression in the shadows.

She wondered what Baron was going to do to her.

Baron stepped away, and when his palm slammed against her buttocks again, she had her answer. She was less surprised but still flinched on impact. The loud spank rang in the room and echoed in her ears.

The next strike had her inner muscles tightening. Even after his fingers left her flesh, she could feel the heat of his hand on her.

She arched her back and licked her lips. She had been spanked before, but only playfully. Not as a punishment. This was a lot more thrilling, a lot more painful, a lot more erotic...

Look Inside Punished By Men (Dark Desires 8)

"Take off your underwear. I prefer to spank you bare bottom."

"What?!"

"You heard me."

She did. She just couldn't believe what her ears were hearing. His hands were large. Strong. She didn't want him to stop touching her. He pulled her to her feet abruptly, then bent her over so that her chest was kissing the desk.

"Keep still," he said. He flipped her skirt up, revealing her underwear. Her ass pushed outwards, facing the glass window and she was certain that all her colleagues were staring at her round ass. Her cheeks burned red from embarrassment as she imagined her male colleagues standing beyond the glass, staring at her pink lace underwear. She should've chosen something more mature.

It wouldn't have mattered anyways. Her muscles clenched when she felt his fingers on round ass. He followed the curve of the buttocks upwards until he was holding onto her hips. His fingers curved into the hem of her underwear to pull down. She gasped at her sudden nakedness. Her pussy throbbed with desire and it was all she could do to stop herself from arching more towards him.

She had never been spanked before but when he picked up his folder, she knew exactly what he was going to do before he did it.

Knowing what was about to happen still didn't prepare her for the ringing in her ears when the folder slammed up against her ass. All the breath left her lungs in an instant. Her face flushed hot in shock and shame.

She pushed herself away from the desk, thinking it was over, but his hand on the small of her back pushed her back down firmly. She gasped as her face kissed the expensive mahogany desk. There were coffee stains on the desk, letting her know that the surface was anything but sanitary.

Nothing happened for a long time. She blinked numbly, her eyes seeing nothing but the flat surface of the desk. She wanted to see him and figure out what he was thinking but she knew that even if she could see his face, she would still draw a blank.

He stepped away and she let out a sigh of relief, only to gasp loudly when the folder of papers slammed against her buttocks again, pushing her against the table with the force.

The next strike had her crying out not just from shock but actual pain of being struck at the same spot over and over. She arched her back and licked her lips, willing away the tears in her eyes.

He spanked her again and she promised that she wouldn't spend frivolously anymore for the rest of her life. She tried to stop him with her mind when his hand drew back but to no avail.

That punishing folder slammed against her ass and she gasped. She was certain that it was some kind of karma, to be punished with the same folder filled with expenses that she shouldn't have made in the first place. It probably was.

He yanked her head back by her hair, pulling her off balance, and his eyes glared into hers. "Are you sorry for what you've done?" he asked. His tone implied that he didn't think she was sorry. Not even close. She nodded, her eyes filling with unshed tears.

"I'm so sorry," she whimpered.

"You're not sorry," he said, confirming her thoughts. "But you will be once I'm done with you," he said.

Her blood ran cold. She was inclined to agree just from the way he was looking at her. Everything about him made her feel small and insignificant; made her feel weak.

He pulled his necktie loose and tied it around her eyes, blindfolding her...

Look Inside Billionaire Submission (Dark Desires 9)

"So you will reconsider?" she asked finally.

"Of course," he said. "On one condition," he added before he could consult with his brain. His cock was doing all the talking.

"What condition?"

He could see the hope light up in her eyes and he felt almost bad for what he was about to say. Almost. "You."

Her jaw dropped open. "Ex-excuse me?" she spluttered, her cheeks burning red. She looked worried.

He stood from his seat and found that he towered over the small blonde. When he approached her, he was surprised to find that she smelled like sex and desire.

There was something about seeing her intense eyes watching him that made him want to dominate her. He walked closer until he could see her ample chest lifting up and down, as if she was forcing herself to breathe.

He felt himself getting harder. He leaned down so that his lips were inches from her ear. He could feel her heartbeat speed up. The pulse beneath her skin was almost visible to his naked eye.

"I want you submit," he growled.

"You want me to what?" she asked, her throat dry.

He watched the small lump travel down her slender throat and imagined his fingers wrapped around it, choking her as he rammed into her tight cunt over and over again on the table. "I want you to surrender," he said. "I want you to be mine for the next hour," he said.

Her luscious lips parted. "I- I don't understand."

"For the next hour, you do everything I say. At the end of the hour, not only am I going to move the construction elsewhere, effective immediately, I'm going to make a donation of say... a hundred thousand dollars."

Her lips opened and closed, too stunned for words.

He watched in amusement as a shiver went down her spine. That brought a smile on his face, the first real smile in days. He was going to have fun with her...

Dark Desires 7: Dominated In Public

Daisy Rose

Baron requires a sub for the Foxy Femme Club. He's looking for a young woman who is willing to commit to a role, who is comfortable with moving into the cafe, and who, preferably, has the ability to make any man want to dominate her.

Gabriella is so desperate for the work that she bends a few truths. Yes, she was young and eager but she has never taken the role as a submissive. Yes, she is prepared to move into the cafe, but only because she's getting kicked out of her apartment anyways. Yes, she is willing to submit... but he's going to have to teach her how.

This is a standalone short story that stars a dominating black man who takes control of a young woman who yields to him utterly and completely.

It also contains scenes including exhibitionism (office, club/dungeon), hardcore domination, and gangbang (multiple males, 1 female). If public sex and voyeurism aren't to your fancy, then this many not be the book for you.

Chapters with 18+ scenes are indicated with an asterisk (*).

Chapter 1

Baron gazed at the crowd in his cafe with pride. It had taken him and his team a mere year to get the place up and running, something which the media had been reporting as 'an impossible task by an overeager millionaire'. It pleased him greatly to be able to prove them wrong.

Everything was as close to his original design as he hoped. The place was set in a prime location next to a hotel he also owned. He had built the club from the ground up, a labor of love, a project outside of his successful million-dollar business. The team he hired to complete the task was driven, intelligent, and hardworking. Except one was slacking right now.

James sat by the counter, picking at the olives in his cocktail, yellow fluorescent light shining on his brown curly hair, giving it a lighter color. The younger white male sighed happily, smiling, obviously in a world of his own.

Baron didn't have the emotional strength to tell him to get back to work. He had just returned from a dreamy date and met, in the young man's own words 'the hottest girl in the world'. Everyone already had drinks in their hands and there was nobody looking for refills.

He had a soft spot for James. When he saw that one of his biggest shareholder's son wasn't set up for the corporate world, he recruited him into setting up the club. He had proven himself to be a valuable addition to the team, always the first to arrive and the last to leave.

The young man deserved a little break.

Baron glanced stage and was reminded that the club wasn't really complete yet. Not to his standards, in any case.

Baron had come to accept that perfection wasn't always possible with life, but he was still disappointed by it. He was used to getting what he wanted. The stage that he had set up from the very beginning was still lacking of the centerpiece he had yearned for.

He'd tried to have the position filled to no avail.

"There's a possibility that we would never find the perfect woman," Baron said out loud, his expression as calm as he could manage.

James looked up, stunned out of his reverie. The words sunk in slowly and then agreed. "Maybe we could just have it be this way, without the original-"

Baron glared at James and his friend stopped talking. It had been Baron's original plan to employ submissives to be the club's entertainment. The waiting list to attend the club was extensive, but only because their upper class clientele knew it was the perfect place to network. Because they knew if Baron was involved, then the patrons must be important.

Baron didn't build the club for people to network. He wanted the club to be successful, but not on the premise of it being a networking hub. That wouldn't sustain the club for long. There were plenty of other places for that.

The buzzing crowd drew his attention back to it and he returned to the topic of obtaining the perfect submissive.

"We need someone to fill the stage," Baron said thoughtfully.

Training the perfect submissive for the job was a complicated process, as Baron had learned years ago. Finding the perfect one to fill the position was even harder. The crowd continued to talk and laugh amongst each other, but there was an awkwardness in their interaction, a forced friendliness that confirmed his fear that the club would not survive for long if he did not find something else to keep his patrons entertained.

He needed to find a submissive.

And he needed to do it fast.

His gaze shifted back to James, who was finally getting back to work. He mixed a drink with superb expertise, looking as if he had been doing it his entire life instead of just for the past few weeks. Baron had sent him for training as soon as he showed an interest in bartending after the project is completed. James never missed a class.

"Here you go," he flashed the older man a boyish grin that made the tuxedo-wearing man blush just the slightest. Baron couldn't help but grin. James's good looks had a way of weakening people in the knees. His charms were wasted on men.

Baron wished there were more women amongst them, but most of the patrons were men. That was not only because of the strict club rules, what with the requirement for regular health screenings, but also because of the high entrance fee.

"We definitely need more women in here," James sighed exaggeratedly.

"That's exactly what I've been saying."

"It would be more efficient to wait until the club gains more fame and trust," he offered.

"It might be," Baron conceded. He observed the relaxed crowd and decided that he would much rather have entertainment in the club than let it be some... peaceful place for relaxation.

"Boss, I umm... I think I have someone who's willing to give it a go," James said abruptly.

He turned to his employee in shock, wondering why the piece of information never came up earlier. He took a deep breath and reminded himself that his absent-mindedness was exactly the reason he had recruited James to join in the club in the first place. He just didn't have the keen mind to survive in a corporate world.

"Tell me about her," Baron said, careful to keep his voice level.

...

Baron's quest for a submissive began as soon as he knew he wanted to start a club. He was forced to accept that the task was much more challenging than he had predicted when he still couldn't find one after the club had finished being constructed. He couldn't throw money at it to solve the problem, as he had been so used to doing. The more money involved, the less likely they would find someone suitable, something which he had to find out the hard way when a hooker showed up at the door.

Not many young women were willing to give their trust to an unknown man and accept a role that would likely define their entire lives. It was the kind of work that wouldn't last past their primes and women knew that.

The few that had gone to the interview had, thus far, been unsuitable.

One young woman cried throughout the entire interview after he spanked her just once and not in a 'it hurts so good' kind of crying either. She insisted she would be able to get her act together in time for work but he didn't want to hire someone who was at a risk of being emotionally scarred during one of their sessions.

Another thought the work was disgraceful and was insulted that she was even offered the interview in the first place despite having applied to it herself. She was particularly beautiful, but he knew it would be a complete disaster to have her there. It seemed she had pretended to go along with the whole thing just in order to finally meet him in person. He made sure to have her name blacklisted in all his company's future interviews. He did not appreciate time wasters.

The third interviewee had showed up half drunk. He promptly signed her up for rehab after she threw up on the interview table.

The submissives he knew all either had steady income jobs that paid higher than what he was offering or loved their jobs. He was prepared to approach other Doms and ask if they were willing to share their subs for specific nights, but he didn't want to have to deal with different girls every night.

The club had only been open for a little over a week and already Baron was bored out of his mind.

"Now, tell me about the young woman you have in mind," Baron asked James.

The younger man gulped, not used to have the black man's completely attention on him. His boss was an imposing man, not only in size but in intensity. He had a way of looking at people that made them feel miniscule and insignificant.

James owed the older man his entire career. If it wasn't for him, he would be out in the streets. Well, not on the streets considering his family's vast fortune, but probably busy wasting money on booze and women.

He had thought of Gabriella in the spur of the moment and didn't realize he had spoken out-loud until Baron asked him for details.

"Her name's Gabriella and I was in her class back in college. Last I heard, she was desperate for work," he said.

Baron sent him a look at made his spine curl. "What makes you think she'll be good for the job?" he asked. He was looking for a submissive, not some unemployed college graduate.

James hastily continued. "Based on the grapevine, she's a submissive."

Baron's lips twisted. That is useful information. "What was she studying?" he asked.

"She studied sociology and have been working mostly admin positions for the past year. Lost two jobs from inappropriate behavior."

"Inappropriate behavior?" he asked.

"Seems she was keen on fucking on the job."

Now, that's interesting. There was little risk in arranging an interview with her. "How desperate for the job is she?" he asked.

...

Baron had been waiting in the room for the past five minutes and he was not a man accustomed to waiting on anyone. Moments passed and still she wasn't there.

"What time did you tell her to come?" he turned to glare at James, as if it was his fault Gabriella wasn't there.

"Eight sharp, sir," he said. "She's late."

Yes, she was. He got up, fully intent on cancelling the interview altogether.

The door slid open and a curvy young woman with the messiest blonde hair rushed in. Her voice was melodic when she spoke. "I'm so sorry I'm late."