A simple serve
Categories: The Attic > Of Submission > Service
Characters: None
Content Notes: Dominance/submission
Contest Entry: None
Genres: BDSM
Series: None
Chapters: 1 Table of Contents
Completed: Yes Word count: 689 Read Count: 16
A simple serve
A slave begs for her Beloved's collar
She dances to please him; he watches to please himself. A story written from two points.
Women aren't the only ones in women's closets.
It was easier when she opened her eyes and saw him.
A tennis game results in an unusual prize for the victor.

New Author Note about publication. When you're a Colonial rebel, even going to the market place can be dangerous. Detained by the British, Deborah Morgan's healing skills bring her to the attention of Col. Kit Marshall. He wants those skills almost as much as he wants Deborah. She fights him almost as much as she fights her growing feelings for him. A murder that both of them feel compelled to solve complicates their private war, set against the historical events of the Revolutionary War in the South. Scamp's Lady finds that, even with peace, jealousy and greed provoke battles that could cost her her life. - Complete.
GENTLE READER: an homage to Chekov, or de Maupassant, who wrote of simple things...
Gentle Reader: May I have the next dance?
A good night's sleep is the best aphrodisiac and Sydney was well rested!
GENTLE READER: as you surely know, the slave market intrigues me; I often visit the agora of my mind to stroll, peruse, caress, haggle, bid and buy. One of Janice’s recent Strange Imagination posts was a slave auction vignette from the slave’s point of view. But a comment by Paul and followup by Ollie, piqued my interest: what is the merchant’s perspective? I take up the challenge here.
Lady Chiara Brownlee and Rafael FitzHenry are forced to work together to rescue the Pope from Napoleon after they nearly come to blows on their own. While he agrees to work with her, Rafael means to control the mission one way or another.
May I have the next dance?
Pic Challenge #5. Photo: "what title do you see" by ~raphaelclass