Sweet, modest twenty-year-old Anna Greenway has always covered her ears any time her friends tried to talk to her about sex. But the laws of her society have changed in recent years, as Anna discovers when she meets Martin Lourcy, an experienced, handsome man employed by the Institute, whose mission is to train submissive women for sexual service. To her shock, Anna soon learns that Martin has been granted the authority to bring her with him to the Institute to be taught about strict discipline and to have her sexuality awakened and mastered.
When Anna defies him, Martin does not hesitate to bare her bottom and punish her soundly, explaining that from now on she will be expected to obey him in the way she was raised to believe a wife should obey a husband. But Martin will do much more than merely teach her to submit to his every command. He will show Anna the intense pleasure and incredible passion of yielding herself to his skillful, dominant lovemaking, and soon his mastery of her body will be so complete that every hard spanking and blushing climax will only increase her desire for more.
Soon enough, however, Martin realizes that something is quickly going terribly wrong. Anna is obviously falling in love with him, and even worse, he is forced to admit to himself that he is falling in love with her as well. When her training is complete, Martin knows Anna will graduate from the Institute program and be sold to a wealthy, powerful man, but when that day comes will he be able to give up the girl he longs to claim as his own?
Author: Emily Tilton
eBook Price: $4.95
Length: 83,300 Words
“Take off your clothes,” the man behind her said.
Anna spun around. “C-can’t you draw the curtains, or something?”
“No, Anna.” His mouth crooked up at the left side, a tiny smile that nearly made her swoon with its arrogance. “Remember what I said. If I want anyone looking through a telescope at my window to see my new girl naked, that’s exactly what’s going to happen.”
“Oh, please… I’m not… I mean, I’m not that kind of girl.”
“I know, Anna. You would never take off your clothes in front of even the tiniest window. And now you’re going to take your clothes off in front of an enormous one, or you’re going to have a spanking on your bare bottom, with that little bottom facing the same enormous window. Soon, you’ll know what it’s like not just to have to imagine people peering at you through telescopes. Soon, you’ll be on display, perhaps in only a pair of the kind of lacy panties you’ve never worn, perhaps without even those, while wealthy men admire you, and discuss whether you should be made to kneel and suck their penises or to get over the knee of one of them for a spanking while the others watch and give advice on how best to discipline you.”
“I-I m-made a mistake,” Anna said. “I want to go now.” She started toward the door, but Martin stood in her way.
“You must call me master, now, Anna,” he said. “And the fact that you actually didn’t make a mistake isn’t of any relevance. Take off your clothes, or I will take them off for you, and then I will whip you with my punishment strap, rather than giving you the spanking you already have coming for this hesitation.”