Master Drake's Submissive

POV Lisa. "Come on Lisa, walk with me. " I roll my eyes, I'm really starting to regret coming to Paris. Amélie is my best friend, but also my worst executioner! What she can't understand in I absolutely don't want to go out? I want to stay warm in my bed and finish this magnificent best seller I started on the plane. "Go ahead, you need it, you've been working all week. "I finally answer. "But you also realize that you came to Paris and that the only thing you find better to do is to read books. " "But we went out last weekend! " "So what? You're going home in a couple of days, we have to mark the occasion and finish on a high note. " I finally get up and go to the bedroom, if I don't do what she wants, she will never leave me alone, I know her too well. I pick out a pair of jeans and a sweater and throw them on the bed and go take a bath. I came to Paris because I hadn't seen my childhood friend for ages. Amélie was my neighbor when we were little. Her mansion was very c

Things happen at a remarkable speed, Amélie encourages me to go with him by telling me to let myself go just for one night. With the help of alcohol, I finally agreed, one night, one night only, and went back to my boring life.I knew from the moment our eyes met that a bond had been created between him and me, something that only he and I understand. So I am not even surprised to find myself with him in the lobby of the Plazza, one of the biggest hotels in Paris. For a moment, I am amazed by the refinement of the place, three years after I last set foot in a luxury establishment. The receptionist looks at him with admiration, she smiles at him and he kindly returns her smile. Then her gaze falls on me, she looks at me as if I were a nobody. Her look makes me uncomfortable. My lover, whose name I still don't know, leads us to the elevator. I remain silent, I think the effects of the alcohol are wearing off and I realize now what I am about to do. The elevator doors open and he gets

POV Lisa.Three years earlier... I come home and overhear my parents' conversation. "What's this about Frank?" My mother asks. "I lost everything, Anna. " "But how can that be? Everything was fine yesterday. " "I was tricked, cheated, like a common rookie. I placed all the shares and lost them. " "That's not a big deal, honey, we still have our personal property and my share of the inheritance. There's also the house. " My father was silent for a moment. Then I heard the muffled sound of my mother. "No, Frank, you didn't! " my mother shouted."I thought I was going to get the double. " "Then you placed all of our belongings and even our daughters' belongings. How could you do such a stupid thing. " "I..." "What will become of us? " I opened the door to my parents' office and saw my mother collapsed on the floor. "Mom?" "Oh honey, you should be in college by now. " "I forgot one of my books so I came to get it. What's going on? " "Nothing let's see what would you like

POV Lisa.I close my book and lie on my back to look at the ceiling. Since my little expedition to this BDSM club in France, I have been asking myself a lot of questions. I even started to research it. It's quite an intriguing world, I must admit that I don't know what to think about it. Especially when I see how these poor girls are treated, all these public humiliations, it's much too horrible.But when I close my eyes and see this man's hands on me again, I feel anything but horror. My hand slides down my body on its own and caresses my chest. I grasp one of my breasts between my fingers and tease the nipple until it is gorged with desire. I see him on top of me again with his huge contraption and his hand lowered on my butt to slap me. My other hand slips into my shorts and slides into my wet slit, I place a finger on my clit and make little circles on it. I impose to my two hands the same rhythm. While the one knits my breasts, the other is active in my slit. I see myself ag

POV Lisa. I close the door of my room and throw myself on my bed! Why is this happening to me now? Why does this have to happen to me now? When I finally start to find some stability in my life, of course this story has to happen to me. I really didn't need it. How is it that the man I slept with is my boss? No but seriously, how likely was that to happen? I clearly feel like the necklace around my neck is burning me, I yank it off and throw it on the floor. If this guy thinks that I am his thing, just because of this fucking necklace, he is wrong, I am not his! When I think about it, why did I go to that club with Amélie? If I had stayed in the warmth of my book, none of this would have happened, I would never have met this man. It's all Amélie's fault, she's the one who brought me to this club. Damn it! Of course Amélie, if there is someone who can explain to me what is going on, it is her. I rummage in my bag and I take out my phone, this call is going to cost me an arm! Besides,