Marie's life is interesting, to say the least. She is a shy, law-abiding secretary by morning, and a titillating, rule-bending seductress by night.
Everyone needs something. It's her job to fulfill those needs, however depraved and perverse. She learns to lose control with men who are twice her size and men who want her to be on top.
Her life is going to be even more interesting when The Master arrives at her night job and demands her submission, and even more so when her best friend professes his love to her and demands her consent.
"Red," I said, like every other time he asked.
"And if your lips are otherwise... occupied?" His teeth flashed at the thought, excitement crackling in the air.
Not for the first time, I wondered who he was beneath the mask. I wondered what he did for a living that made him so angry. His shoulders were tensed, his fingers trembling from anticipation.
"A sharp tap with my fingernail," I said, swallowing the lump in my throat. "Hard enough to leave a mark," I said, suddenly breathless. I'd never had to use the safeword before.