The Feather Collar

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For Harper a one-night stand with a coworker turns into her throwing away her corporate career, putting all her possessions in storage and dropping out of sight. She doesnโ€™t do it for Richard, the dominant half of their SM sexual encounter. No, what Richard does after tying, whipping and using her as a slave all night, is provide Harper a phone number to continue her odyssey into the SM world. Now Mistress Tate and Master Joseph have her chained to a wall along with two others. The thing is though, this trio of chained subs arenโ€™t sure where they are. Perhaps a different city? If so, itโ€™s not one Harper recognizes. As she continues her submissive descent, she finds herself involved with Casner Barlow, a famously rich old man. Then there is Lady Fay, a leather mistress somehow beholden to Casner. She shows up in Harperโ€™s dreams. Or are they visions? Then, thereโ€™s a supposed mythical race of people who by their very nature cannot help but be drawn to power, no matter what form it takes. Add to all that, Richard appears again as he did their initial night together, as a handsome and demanding dom who, in brief, flashes with a strangely exotic face. For Harper, these wildly divergent pieces of an obscure puzzle all head her toward the realization of just who she really is, revealing that she has chosen to plunge into the depths of submission not just for her own sexual pleasure but a possible unknown redemption.

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