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The Dom, the Switch and the Sub – RWA Passionate Ink award winner!

Guess which book finished 2nd in the RWA Passionate Ink competition in the Novella Category? The Dom, the Switch and the Sub!!!

If you haven’t read it yet, get your copy today at Amazon, B&N, Kobo or direct from Siren Bookstrand!


The Rule of 3, Club Libertine 9, on Presale NOW!

Teacher and sub Sarah Marks volunteered to teach an intro to BDSM session and is paired with Dom Nicholas “Ice” Della Corte. Their attraction is immediate and explosive, but Nick isn’t ready for a relationship. Her best friend Peter “Fire” Firenelli is ready for love. He’s tired of being just friends with Sarah and hopes she’ll see him as a potential Dom.

Making things even more complicated: Nick is wary because he has been nursing a broken heart for two years. The breakup cost him the woman and man he loved. What’s worse: that man is Peter, who tried to expose a gold-digger and lost his best friend and lover.

With the men being stubborn, it’s up to Sarah to figure out how to make things work, so she invokes the Rule of 3. Can the two men be able to step up to the table and let bygones be bygones for the woman they both love?


Do you prefer Paperbacks or eBooks?

Good news.  Not only are “Sex on the Beach” and “Sun, Sand and Submission” available in paperback from Amazon and Barnes and Noble, but I just got the cover for “The Runaway Sub” which will be available soon in paperback from both sources!


Book Spotlight: Submission for Skeptics, MMF, The Line Between BDSM and Abuse

When I wrote “Submission for Skeptics”, part of the motivation was to put into words what I’ve learned over the years reading about BDSM.  I remember hearing about BDSM and thinking it was just a fancy term for abuse.  And then I read my first BDSM book and I was confused.  It was sexy, but wasn’t it still just abuse?  But then I was drawn to read more and I started to see and understand the differences.  One is an agreed to power exchange with discussion between parties, limits and an emergency braking system (aka a safeword).  The sub isn’t a victim; they are a willing participant.

Disclaimer:  of course there’s no one way or right way to do most things, and BDSM is no different.  But the generally accepted practice is for the participants work out the details that work for them.  They are both consensual participants in the activity.  I wish I know who created the chart below, and I’ll add an attribution if someone can provide it, but I think it’s a very good summary of the differences.

BDSM vs Abuse

And so, “Submission for Skeptics” was born:

“Writer Kris Comisky was manipulated into insulting a room full of Doms during a book launch at Seattle’s notorious Club Libertine. Once she realizes her error, she decides to undergo sub training so she can write an article both as an apology and to help clear up misconceptions about the lifestyle.

University professor Damon Redmeyne and firefighter Brad Martin are Doms and lovers, and they live upstairs from Kris.  They’re also in love with her and volunteer to be her trainers, hoping it will help her see them as more than just friends and open her up to the idea of a permanent ménage relationship.

Kris takes to the lifestyle immediately but is also fearful.  Her family has a history of domestic abuse, and she’s having trouble coming to terms with a relationship involving pain no matter how many orgasms Damon and Brad give her.  Can she let go of her upbringing and love them back before it’s too late?”


5 STARS: “Submission for Skeptics by Diane Leyne is a wonderful addition to her Club Libertine series. I have read several books by Ms. Leyne and she has never disappointed me. I know that her books will not only entertain me, but will move me emotionally. Such was the case with Submission for Skeptics when I was pulled into the story from the first page. I found myself getting lost in the book, forgetting my surroundings and focusing solely on the story. Kris grew up in an abusive household and now has to watch her older sister repeat history. She swore that she would never allow herself to be abused by any man. So when she is invited to cover the launch of a book glorifying BDSM, Kris is determined to speak her mind. The launch party is held at Club Libertine, a notorious BDSM club. Kris is surprised to see her neighbors, Damon and Brad, at the party. She knew they were lovers but did not realize they lived the D/s lifestyle.  Damon and Brad offer to teach Kris about the lifestyle so that she can better understand a D/s relationship and write an article explaining how BDSM is not abuse. The story played right into my own questions about BDSM. How can you let someone cause you pain? When does it cross the line into abuse? How can it possibly be consensual? Why would you let someone who supposedly loves you hurt you? Ms. Leyne answers all these questions as part of the story. As Kris learned, I learned. As Kris accepted, I accepted. As Kris yearned, I yearned. In fact, Submission for Skeptics portrayed a D/s relationship with such love and caring that I actually found myself jealous of Kris. Damon and Brad were fascinating characters that I wanted to get to know better. Brad is a macho, muscular, firefighter, yet he is the submissive to Damon’s dominant. Why? How does being submissive provide Brad peace and security? Damon is the intellectual, a college professor. Yet this seemingly mild-mannered man loves to dominate. It’s always fun to see stereotypes turned upside down. The sex scenes were so much more than just sex. The love between the three leads was evident in every words and every touch. Even when Brad or Damon was spanking Kris, you could feel how much they cherish her. And even though each man was focused on their woman, they never lost their own connection. Ms. Leyne packs a lot into this novella. I really enjoyed watching Kris grow and learn the power of submission. Though Damon, Brad and Kris were strongest when together, I loved the relationship each had with the other. I’m not usually a fan of M/M relationships, but Damon and Brad had so much love for each other that I even enjoyed the scenes just between the two. Submission for Skeptics can really be read as a standalone. However, once you’ve read it I wouldn’t be surprised if you decide to go back and read the others. Ms. Leyne is that good. I know that I can’t wait to read the next one in the series.” — Robin, Sizzling Hot Books

5 STARS: “Kris Comisky undergoes sub training after insulting a room full of Doms.  She does it so she can write an article about her experience and to clear up the misconceptions about the lifestyle.  Her friends Damon Redmeyne and Brad Martin volunteer to train her in hopes of Kris seeing them as more than friends, they want a permanent relationship with her. Kris has a family history of domestic abuse and has trouble dealing with her feelings as she undergoes training. Can Kris let go of her past to embrace what she finds with Brad and Damon? Submission for Skeptics is the seventh book in the Club Libertine series by Ms. Leyne. While this book is part of a series it can be read and enjoyed as a standalone novel. Once I started reading this book I had a hard time putting it down. I loved this book, even more than the other books in the series. I like how the author addresses the misconceptions about the BDSM lifestyle as she tells the story.  She does it in a way that feels natural and does not interrupt the flow of the story. Kris had had a rough life. She has watched her sister and mother abused by men they loved. She does not want to fall into that trap and make the mistake her mother and sister made. In her want to protect women from abuse, she makes an assumption that BDSM is abuse. Damon and Brad have loved Kris from afar. They have not pursued her because of her past, afraid she would flee. Once they are given an opportunity to see where a relationship might go, they take it and run with it. The chemistry between Brad, Damon and Kris is explosive, with sizzling hot sex scenes. The trio fit together in a way no one seemed to expect. Overall, this was a hot and sexy read and I hope we get to see more of these characters as the series progresses. I cannot wait for the next book.  ” — Arianna Bolger, Just Erotic Romance Reviews

5 STARS: “I do like this series for the most part, and we met Kris in the last Libertine book, when she dissed the BDSM lifestyle, in a high profile book signing taking place at a BDSM club. Kris’ history has a boatload of domestic abuse in it, with her mother and sister being abused by her father and brother-in-law, and her brothers also abusing their wives. Kris has left home to avoid the same fate, and has been disowned by her family as a result. So Kris equates the lifestyle with domestic abuse, until she meets a few people who try to set her straight (or should I say, ‘set her kinky’?). She desperately wants to make it up to her new friends by using her freelance reporting contacts to do a series of stories on the differences, but first she has to give herself over to a Dom who can teach her what that difference is. Coincidentally, her upstairs neighbors are Damon and Brad, who are in a D/s relationship and they want to be her Doms. She is afraid at first, and needs to let go of a lifetime of fears and mistaken beliefs before she can be with them. I liked the way Submission for Skeptics was interwoven with Kris’ sister’s abuse problems, so she could actually see the difference first hand. Like all the previous Libertine books, if BDSM is your thing, you’ll like this one too. I liked that it’s a little different take on boy or boys meet girl and fall in love and into BDSM together.” — Alberta, Manic Readers


Kris was still sitting on the stoop twenty minutes later, researching Dr. McClain and BDSM instead of soy beans when her other upstairs neighbor returned from work, riding his trusty Schwinn. She found herself immediately slamming the laptop shut, but her face still flamed at the thought he might see her perusing sites on whipping and bondage.

Dr. Damon Redmayne was a committed cyclist. On the weekends she’d see him going out in his spandex shorts and those funny little shoes with the hard soles that made clicking noises as he walked and snapped into his bike pedals. But during the week, he wore what she liked to think of as his work uniform of cords or khakis, golf shirt, and jacket. Today he was wearing a pair of baggy olive-green cords with a cream-colored golf shirt and a black-and-red bike helmet. He had a khaki messenger bag slung across his chest. She watched him disappear into the small gap between the houses and park his bike in the garage before reappearing a few minutes later. He had his bike helmet tucked under his arm as he ran his hands through his long hair before tying it back and away from his face.

He really was quite cute as well, in a nerdy, academic kind of way, and really appealed to her, too. He was the quiet one, and she sometimes wondered what he was thinking when she and Brad were laughing and joking their way through a shared meal while Damon just watched them both. When they were alone together, though, conversation never flagged. Damon was amazingly intelligent with a dry sense of humor, and he always kept her entertained.

But sometimes when it was the three of them and Brad was holding forth with one of his many amusing stories about life in the fire hall, Damon’s dark, enigmatic eyes sometimes seemed to look right inside her.   More than once she’d felt her panties dampen when he’d focused his intense gaze on her, a gaze that belied that casual air he cultivated with his clothes and bike. Sometimes she thought she was imagining things because she’d look at him again, and he had his usual mild expression, but every now and then she caught him studying her with that concentrated expression and wondered what he was thinking.

While he wasn’t as muscular as his boyfriend, Kris knew from seeing him in his spandex weekend riding clothes that his lanky body was very well toned. And once, when it had been really hot, he’d stripped off his top and used it to wipe the sweat of his face, and she’d been extremely impressed by his ripped abdomen. She’d wondered what the rest of him looked like naked. She also thought about what it looked like when he and Brad got naked together, and she found the thought surprisingly hot.

She knew Damon and Brad, at thirty-five, were five years older than she was and that they’d known each other since middle school. She watched them together sometimes and felt envious of their obvious love for one another. She hadn’t been in a relationship for almost two years. She’d dated a bit, but her job required odd hours sometimes, and she just didn’t have the energy right now to head out into the jungle of singles on the prowl, so she devoted herself to her career and fantasized about her upstairs neighbors while using her battery operated boyfriend.

Damon parked his bike and then came around to the front steps.

“You just missed Brad. It looked like he was rushing off to work.”

Damon sighed. “He texted me. Big four-alarm fire on the east side. They’ve called all of the off-duty guys in.” His tone was neutral, but he looked worried.

“Brad’s good at what he does. I’m sure he’ll be fine.” She paused and looked down at the laptop balanced on her knees. “You’ve worked at the university in the Sociology Department for a few years.” It was a statement, not a question. She knew where he worked.

“Yup.” He looked intently at her.

“Do you know Joshua McClain? Work with him, maybe?”

The smile left his face quickly. “Sure I know Josh. But he’s on sabbatical this year.”

“Josh? You are friends?”

“Yeah. We’ve known each other since grad school. He was working on his PhD when I was working on my Masters.”

“You in the same field?” She could see he was curious and not too pleased with the direction of her questions, but she was a journalist. She was trained to ask the tough questions. She realized that she was also very interested in his answer. Was her tweedy professor of her fantasies a secret Dom? Not bloody likely.

“Broadly. We’re both in the Sociology field, but he specializes in BDSM and my field is family therapy.”

“I understand he has a book coming out, a somewhat controversial book.”

“That’s what they say.” His tone was cautious.

She looked at him. His eyes were narrowed, and he looked wary.

“Have you read it?”

“It’s not out for a few days.”

“That’s not an answer.”

“No it isn’t.” He now looked slightly amused as he stared at her with those dark eyes

“Are you going to the book launch tomorrow?”

“Why do you ask?”

“Just wondering. I’d heard about it from an acquaintance.” Even though there was no way he knew Margo or would ever know that was who she was talking about, she couldn’t bring herself to claim Margo as a friend. “She claims that it is a dangerous book, degrading to woman and will encourage men to abuse their wives and girlfriends.”

“Are you asking as a woman or a journalist?”


Kris had to force herself to keep her gaze lowered as Damon slowly walked into the room. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see him lean down to caress Brad’s head with one hand. In the other, he was carrying what looked like a riding crop. She felt a shiver of desire run through her. What the hell was happening? That book had corrupted her, putting dark desires into her head, desires that she’d never had before, that she’d associated with abuse, but she now found herself wondering what it would feel like if he used that crop on her. She hadn’t thought she’d enjoy being spanked, but that had turned into a pleasurable experience. She had to force her thoughts back to the present.

“How are you doing, boy? Are you looking forward to playing with girl?”

“Yes, Master.”

“What do you think of girl? Are her tits pleasing to you? Would you like to suck them?”

She saw Brad glance at her, his eyes laser focused on her breasts. He licked his lips before returning to Damon.

“I love her tits, Master. I’d love to suck them and squeeze them and bite them until she screams for mercy.”

Kris couldn’t stop from turning her head to look at Brad. This wasn’t the southern gentleman she’d known for six months. This was a primitive stranger controlled by his base desires, and what he wanted was her. Maybe it was his crude words or maybe the tone of his voice, raw with need, or maybe the combination of the two, but she was suddenly literally shaking with desire, and the evidence of which was now running down her thighs.

Damon laughed. “And you shall get the chance, boy. But you need to be patient. Now, what about her ass? It’s a nice ass, don’t you think? Firm and ripe and just made for a man’s hand. Would you like to spank girl’s ass?”

“She has a wonderful ass, Master. I would love to spank it and flog it and paddle it and whip it and then fuck it.”

This time Damon laughed harder. “You really have missed being on top, haven’t you, boy? I’m glad we have our new toy here for you to play with. Now, tell me this. Would you like to fuck girl’s hot pussy? Or maybe her mouth or her ass?”

“Whichever one Master wants me to fuck.” Brad’s tone was humble, but his eyes glittered with desire and something else as he glanced over to Kris. She saw his expression and felt a shiver of desire pulse through her. She’d never felt so desired, and now not one but two men, men she’d fantasized about for the last six months, were about to turn her fantasy into reality. Of course, her fantasies hadn’t included whips and paddles, at least not until last night after she’d read that damned book.

Suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her left nipple and then her right one.

“Ouch.” Damn him. He’s hit her with the crop. Her nipples hardened more as the jolt of pain morphed into heat that seemed to pulse through her breasts and all the way down to her pussy.

“Pay attention, girl. Your attention must never wander from your Masters. You must listen and obey at all times.”

“Yes, Master.” The words came reluctantly, but weren’t as difficult as she had expected.

“Boy, you can speak freely. Which do you want to fuck first?”

“Since Master spanked her ass first, boy would really like to fuck it first.”

“Well, boy, be good today, and you’ll get your wish. You might have to wait a day or two while we prepare her and stretch her ass so she can take a cock, but if you are a good boy, you’ll have her ass. Disobey and you’ll be watching while Master and girl have all the fun. Understand?”

“Yes, Master.”

Even after the strikes with the crop, Kris had to force herself to concentrate and keep her breathing under control. Damon was talking about her as if she weren’t even there and in the crudest of terms, but damned if it wasn’t turning her on even more. Intellectually, she thought she should be angry or offended, but instead she was turned unbelievably on. She could feel more moisture leaking from her. She’d never had anal sex, but the thought of Brad taking her that way was arousing. Even the talk about stretching her ass was strangely hot.

The riding crop moved again as Damon leaned down. He ran it between her legs, running up one thigh and down the other, pausing in the middle to burrow into her slit and rub against her clit, eliciting a low moan as it gathered up some of her juices.

“Boy. Taste this and tell me what you think?” He moved over and placed the coated end of the crop in front of Brad’s face. Brad immediately opened his mouth, and his tongue darted out and licked it. His eyes closed. “Mmm. Like honey.” Damon lifted it to his own mouth and tasted it, his eyes closing as he clearly enjoyed the taste.

Kris felt a wave of need ripple through her and leave her panting with desire. There was something about the way these two men were so turned on by her. Their obvious need for her was intoxicating. In that moment, the entire world dropped away and there was nothing but her throbbing clit and her need to have her pussy filled by these two men, and she’d do anything they wanted to experience their possession. Was this love? Did she love them? Was they why she wasn’t freaked out by their treating her as their possession? Is that why she found herself desperately wanting to please them?

Book Spotlight: The Dom, the Switch and the Sub (MMF), Club Libertine 5

The Dom, the Switch and the Sub is Club Libertine book 5.  It also marks a milestone for me. It was the first MMF book I have ever written.  I didn’t start out to make it that way.  I knew I wanted to tell Serena and Zack’s stories.  Both had had small roles in earlier books.  Her sister Michelle found love in book 1, “Changing the Rules” and his brothers starred in book 4, “Cin’s Secret”.

It also marked the first time that I visited the theme of PTSD.  Luke’s a former soldier who is dealing with so much more than he wants Serena and Zack to know about.  He doesn’t want them to feel sorry for him.  He’s supposed to be strong for them.  He’s not used to asking for help either as a man, a soldier or a Dom.

Zack also has some thinking to do.  He always thought of himself as a Dom.  Is he really a switch?  And what will his brothers think if he submits to a man?



Zack O’Hara is a young Dom at Club Libertine and in love with part-time club receptionist Serena Edwards but she has him firmly in the Friends with Benefits zone. Zack has been wooing her slowly, but now he realizes he is running out of time when he discovers that Luke Davis, the new Dom in town and army vet, has set his sights on her too.

But Zack has misread Luke’s intentions. Luke isn’t looking to steal Serena away. He wants both of them and will mount whatever type of campaign it takes to win them over. And Zack is shocked to realize that Luke doesn’t just want to share Serena. He also expects Zack to submit to him as well.

Zack has always thought of himself as a Dom. But is he really a Switch? Can he share the woman he loves with another man? Can he be with another man?

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5 STARS: “Zach and Luke are Doms at Club Libertine. Luke is recently out of the service, with PTSD demons still chasing him. Zach’s older brothers are Doms at the club also, and Zach has never thought of himself as anything else. Serena loves him and their life is just beginning together. However, Luke makes it clear he wants both Zach and Serena as his subs. Can Zach learn to switch and like it? What will his Dom brothers think of him if he switches? Can Zach and Serena help Luke overcome his fears, or will he ultimately leave them? I like all the Club Libertine books, but some more than others. The Dom, the Switch, the Sub had a different type of story from the rest, which involved both men’s heroes’ journeys which are epic. Once again, it’s a hot read, so have the cold drinks and air conditioning on!” — Alberta, Manic Readers

5 BLUE RIBBONS: “Diane Leyne takes readers on an unexpected emotionally laden (yet exciting) journey with THE DOM, THE SWITCH, AND THE SUB. Serena, Zack and Luke have their individual issues, concerns and fears but you get the impression that with each other’s support they could overcome anything. I loved the buildup to the moment when the three of them finally come together and the obvious indecision and nervous energy Serena and Zack display. What I especially enjoyed about this story is how Ms. Leyne incorporates Luke’s military background into this storyline – and how he’s still affected and involved in helping his comrades adjust to ‘normal’ life. It’s not easy and doesn’t always work, and I really appreciated that Serena and Zack don’t give up on him even when he tries to pull away. This is a beautifully written story.” — Chrissy Dionne, Romance Junkies Reviews

4.5 KISSES:The Dom, The Switch, and The Sub by Diana Leyne is the fifth book in the Club Libertine series.  This story can be read as a standalone book.  Zach is a dominant male but he is hiding that fact from Serena.  She has expressed in interest in the lifestyle and even works at a BDSM club, but Zach doesn’t want to scare her off with his sexual needs.  Little does he know that Serena knows more than she lets on.  She has been quietly topping from below and Zach hasn’t noticed, but Luke has.  Luke has survived somewhat intact from four tours of duty.  He was a dom before he served and his dominant tendencies have done nothing but strengthened since his return.  He is also willing to fight for what he wants even if it is unconventional.  And what he wants is both Serena and Zach. I enjoyed this tale by Ms. Leyne.   She gave us a tale that touched on many issues which added to the overall story of love and acceptance.  Luke was a strong character and the obvious head of the house but he needed to learn that submissive did not mean pushover.  Both Zach and Serena were willing to fight for the love they had for their budding family even if they had to fight their Dom.  This was my first time reading this author but it will not be the last.” — Tangie, TwoLips Reviews

4 STARS: “THE DOM, THE SWITCH AND THE SUB was a surprising and enjoyable read where the usually clear defined roles within the D/s community get blurred. You have the Dominant and you have the submissive. And most people know what those roles are. But occasionally there are those who are called switches. They dominate subs but also submit to stronger Doms. This is also a story about going and getting what you want and communication. Zack wanted to be Serena’s Dom for as long as they’ve lived together. But he figures a slow approach is the best. Serena has wanted Zack to be her Dom for the same length of time. And the fact that they both work at a BDSM club should have told Zack she didn’t need or want the kid glove, slow approach. I love how the author has them bantering back and forth and at cross purposes with each other. And what is it going to take to get them together? Luke, a Dom’s Dominant in every meaning of the word. Ex-military, he’s still dealing with issues from his service and trying to help members from his old squad with PTSD. He’s been watching both Serena and Zack, and he knows that Zack wants Serena, but from some of Zack’s action, maybe he’s a switch. And that’s just fine in his books, because he wants them both. But will Zack accept submitting to him? What happens when his past comes back to haunt them? The author did a sensitive job with writing about Luke’s dealing with his buddy’s PTSD, and that not all of those dealing with it can be saved. But that you still have to try and you can’t give up. She also did a wonderful job with the fun characters of Zack and Serena versus the serious nature of Luke. This is a very well-written story that is both fun and heartbreaking. I will be reading more by this author.” — Laurie P, The Romance Reviews



Finally her shift was over. She was in the lounge reading her textbook while Zack finished up, checking for stragglers before locking up, waiting for him to drive her home. But she couldn’t concentrate. Her mind kept going back to Luke. She sighed. She knew Zack was jealous of Luke because he thought she was interested in Luke, and she was, in a way. There was something about his natural air of command, honed, she was sure, by his years in the military, that called to her naturally submissive side.

But it didn’t mean she wanted him instead of Zack. In fact, she found her mind drifting, fantasizing about being with the both of them. Her sister had two men who shared her. They were both Doms who liked nothing better than whipping her ass with a riding crop before fucking her together, or so she’d told Serena one girls’ night out when they’d all been drinking, but then she got all embarrassed and wouldn’t say more when Serena tried to ask questions. Cindy, too, was with two men, Zack’s brothers Liam and Connor.

She sighed again. That really would be the best of both worlds, having both her very hot and sexy best friend and the very hot and sexy Luke.

Just then, the door opened, and it was Zack coming through from the public area. He hurried to the staff changing room. He didn’t wear his leathers home. He’d leave them for the club laundry service. Serena wished he’d wear them at home, just once.

Knowing he wouldn’t dawdle, she packed up her books and grabbed her purse, yawning widely, so she could be waiting by the door. It was almost 2:30, and she was ready for bed. She pressed the button to call the elevator.

The dinging sound that signalled the arrival of the elevator coincided with Zack bursting out through the door. They entered the elevator car and had just pressed the down button when they heard a voice calling out.

“Hold that elevator.”


* * * *


Zack looked up at the sound of the voice.  It was Luke, of course, the only other person in the club, thought Zack grumpily. Of course it was. Luke hadn’t bothered to change. He was wearing his standard work uniform of military-looking khakis and black boots. On top, he wore a khaki vest. He had his Aviator shades tucked into a pocket. He sometimes wore them on the floor, which added to his air of mystery and command.

And when he was upset, he slid them down and stared down the miscreant over the reflective lenses, and Zack had never ever seen anyone fail to back down when confronted with an angry Luke. He could only hope that one day he’d be that authoritative a Dom.

In the meantime, he wished Luke would get lost. But no, he was stuck with him in the tight elevator. He’d slid in, taking a position behind them for some reason, standing so close that Zack could feel his body heat. He didn’t say anything in the main elevator, but once they got to the main floor and entered the parking elevator, he put his right hand on Serena’s right side and his left hand on Zack’s left side and drew them close.

“Say, Serena,” he began silkily. Zack’s hackles rose. “About that project you were talking about earlier. I’ve got an idea.”

“Let me hear it.”

“Well, I’m sure that there will be lots of students doing BDSM projects. It’s ‘cool’ right now, ever since those books came out.”

“True. I’ve been trying to think of a fresh angle, but it isn’t easy.”

“How about this, then. How about studying life in a BDSM ménage?” Luke turned his head, speaking almost directly into Zack’s ear. “Are you game? Shall we teach this little kitten about the joys of submitting to two dominant men? And in return, we’ll let her show her claws and school us.” He turned back to Serena. “What do you think?”

Then he leaned over and kissed her. It wasn’t a quick peck. It was long and hard and involved tongue. Zack opened his mouth to object, but before he could say anything, Luke turned his head and kissed him hard on the mouth, his tongue invading, demanding a response. The kiss was hard and sexy, and in spite of himself, Zack found himself aroused.

And then the elevator dinged, and the moment ended. Luke broke the kiss and slid between them, exiting the elevator. He turned and looked at Zack and Serena standing in the elevator, stunned at this turn of events. The doors started to close, and he grabbed the nearest one.

“You two better get out before you end up riding back up to the club.”

Zack found his feet responding to the command in Luke’s voice. Apparently Serena was inspired by the same command as she exited, too.

Luke grinned. “Think about it. Both of you. I noticed on the schedule that we are all working Thursday, starting at eight. I’d like to suggest that we meet for an early dinner at six thirty on Thursday at the Summerside Grill. We can talk more there.”




Serena and Zack were sitting in the staff lounge, waiting. Luke had just popped in for a second, nodded approvingly, and demanded that they “stay.” Serena bristled, but also welcomed the reprieve. She was excited and scared, although at this point, it seemed like scared was winning out. She looked at Zack. He tried to smile reassuringly, but it came out tentative. He reached across the table and covered her hand with his own.

She tried to smile back, but she knew her own smile was wobbly at best and checked the clock. It seemed like hours, but when she checked the clock, it had only been about ten minutes and it was barely four thirty.

She jumped at the sound of the door opening. Luke held the door open and gestured for them to join him. Luke led them to the playroom she’d seen him in before. He stopped in front of the door and turned to them, speaking for the first time other than the single word earlier.

“If you choose to enter, you are making a commitment to me, voluntarily agreeing to submit to my authority, giving me control over you. Once you are inside, you will strip naked and place your clothes on the counter where you will find two pairs of Velcro wrist cuffs and two pairs of Velcro ankle cuffs. And you will find two training collars. You may help each other put them on. Make sure they are properly fitting but not too tight.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes. When I enter, I’ll expect you to address me as Master any time you are wearing my collar. If we are playing and you are not wearing the collar, you may call me Luke.

“Serena, when we play, I’ll expect you to call Zack ‘Sir’ as he is also your top. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.”

“And I’ll expect your complete obedience. Both of you. I will not allow any challenge to my instructions or any hesitations. Any infractions will be punished. Any delays will be punished. I am the absolute authority in the playroom. Zack, when we are outside the playroom, you will also be a Dom, my equal. But inside the playroom, I expect you to be a good submissive. Can you do that?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Very good.” Luke leaned over and kissed Zack on the cheek and then Serena. “Now go in there and get yourselves ready. I’ll be back shortly. I’ll expect to find you naked except your cuffs and collars, kneeling on the cushions I’ve provided. You’ll have your knees spread and your hands laced behind your necks so you are ready for my inspection. And no chitter chatter. Now get going.”

He held the door open, and they scurried inside.

The door closed behind them, and she could hear his footsteps echoing in the hallway as he walked away. Or maybe it was just the sound of her heart beating. Serena had to consciously slow her breathing down so she didn’t hyperventilate.

Slowly she walked to the counter. Without looking at Zack, she quickly undressed, placing her shoes neatly on the floor and folding her clothes and placing them on the counter. Then she picked up the first cuff. Her fingers felt numb. She wasn’t sure what to do with it.

“I’ve got that,” said Zack quietly. “Let me.” He carefully fastened the cuff around her wrist, checking to make sure it was secure, but was loose enough not to cut off her circulation. And then he made quick work of the other three cuffs. He then held out his wrists for Serena to do his cuffs.

Finally, it was time for the collars. Serena lifted the hair off her neck so Zack could fasten it around her neck. He had to squat down so she could fasten his.

And then it was time. They walked over to the two thin cushions and knelt down and took up the submissive pose as their new Master had instructed. It was finally real. They were submitting themselves to Luke’s authority, and there was no turning back.

It seemed like forever, but it was probably just a few minutes until the door opened and Luke returned. She noticed that he had changed. He wasn’t wearing his usual Dom uniform of khakis. He’d changed and was dressed more like a traditional Dom in leather pants, but he still wore his standard combat boots. He’d chosen to forego his usual sunglasses, and she wasn’t sure if that was a good or a bad thing. Those light-gray eyes saw everything, and every time she looked into them, she felt almost hypnotized.

And he was carrying a riding crop, which he smacked against the palm of his hand.

“Time for me to inspect my property.”