14-Day Lockdown with Goddess Serena

Quarantine ~ Femdom Style

By

B.J. Frazier

Copyright 2020. All rights reserved

Published by B.J. Frazier Publications, LLC

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DIGITAL ISBN: 978-1-957131-17-7

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14-Day Lockdown with Goddess Serena

About B.J. Frazier

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Author’s Note

This book contains erotic fiction with graphic sex and is intended for mature readers only. It’s dark erotica with BDSM and humiliation, and involves the domination of two male submissives, who are sexual with each other. If that’s not your kink, check out my other books.

Please visit my website: www.bjfrazier.com/

Sincere and devoted thanks to Thomas Antonson for his editing acumen and his ability to understand which word I really meant to use.

Tons of appreciation to Mike Bowerbank for his website design assistance.

I know there are a lot of books for sale, and I thank you for choosing mine.

Happy reading,

~B.J.

Severe Content Warning: B.J. Frazier books contain *plots* and *well-developed characters*

Enjoy!

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14-Day Lockdown with Goddess Serena

Serena Sinclaire is a professional dominatrix.

She didn’t start out as one, though. Wishing to be “discovered” after high school, she left New Orleans for Hollywood. Working as a waitress and dashing from one audition to another, Serena found success elusive and the competition fierce.

The problem was she couldn’t get auditions without an agent, and she couldn’t get an agent without a headshot. Being young and from an upper lower-class family, she didn’t have extra money. So, she sought out the cheapest photographer.

When he suggested sex in lieu of cash, she quickly spread her legs. He offered extra prints if she agreed to smack him with the camera strap.

Even though Serena thought the request was odd and had never engaged in anything but “normal” sex, she wanted the prints. Holding the camera as a handle, she lightly tapped the photographer’s arm with the strap.

He shrewdly swapped the strap for a flogger; one of the props he always kept on-hand.

While it was easier to manipulate, Serena was afraid of hurting the naked man.

He leaked at her willingness.

“That’s awfully kind of you to consider my feelings, miss. But it takes a lot to make me cry. So don’t worry, okay?” He hoped his voice sounded soothing and not predatory.

When she nodded slightly, he continued. “Let me show you.” He placed his hand over hers as she clutched the toy. “Loosen your wrist, like this,” he demonstrated. “Good; now you try it.”

Serena smacked him with a loose wrist, and the thwack was audible. “Oh!” she reacted to her own force.

“No, no, you did just fine,” he pulsed. “I barely felt that.”

“Really?”

“Yep. If you want me to feel anything, you need to hold the tips of the strands until right before the impact.”

He demonstrated against his thigh, where a louder Thwack! sounded.

Serena shuddered.

“Now you try.”

She copied the man’s style and connected a Thwack! to the same place.

“Yesss! Just like that! Keep going.”

Serena swatted him ten more times, which he counted.

“Mmm, that was so good. Try right here now.”

He presented his ass as he grabbed the seat of the chair and requested, “Five good ones to each cheek.”

She was mildly surprised but figured it was a good trade for the session and prints.

After the ten strikes to his ass, he told her, “I could give you the name of an agent that I got an ‘in’ with... if you finger my back door.”

“Uhh. I don’t think--”

“What if I could guarantee that he’d sign you as a new client?”

“Well, that is interesting...”

“Here, put this on your dominant hand.” He handed her a latex glove. “Now hold it out.”

He popped open some lube and drizzled a wad onto two fingertips.

“You hafta make sure they’re good and lubed or it’ll hurt like a motherfucker. Also, nails. I learned gloves are the cure for that badass pain,” he smiled at her.

She nervously returned the smile.

“Here,” he handed her the lube, “squirt some in my hole then spread it around.”

He turned his ass toward her and pulled his cheeks apart.

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