This is Knot DomCon

Book One

B.J. Frazier

Copyright 2023. All rights reserved

Published by B.J. Frazier Publications, LLC

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Table of Contents

Author’s Note

List of Characters

Part 1 ~ Background

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Part 2 ~ The Setup

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

About B.J. Frazier

Books by B.J. Frazier

Connect with B.J. Frazier

Author’s Note

This book contains erotic fiction with graphic sex and is intended for mature readers only.

Spoiler Alert!

The majority of characters in the trilogy This is Knot DomCon appear in other B.J. Frazier books. Their backgrounds and/or actions in this series may contain spoilers to the original books. It is not required to have read the previous books to enjoy this trilogy.

Many readers have requested continuations of my books. Readers have also asked which of my characters would be friends if they were to meet. That question gave me ideas. Who would be friends? Who would clash? Obviously, some would get along in different settings, say as acquaintances more so than buddies.

May of 2023 marked the publication of my 50th book, and also the 20th Anniversary of DomCon. What better place to have my characters converge than at DomCon?

Mistress Cyan created DomCon despite people who said it would never work. I have had the pleasure of attending and vending at several DomCons, and I’ve been honored to meet and interview Mistress Cyan.

If you’re interested in learning more about the woman behind the convention, my first interview with her can be found in this blog post. You can also visit her website.

Many thanks to Mistress Cyan for creating an awesome, kink-friendly, educational, and fun convention. It is with her permission that I use the DomCon logo on the covers and incorporate the essence of the convention in a fictionalized trilogy.

While DomCon L.A. is a real event, this trilogy is not. None of the events in the series are from real-life situations. Some of the people in the books are real, and they will be apparent to the reader. Their dialogue and situations, however, are fictionalized.

For the purpose of this trilogy, all characters will meet in the present day and will be relatively the same as how they were at the end of their respective books. Please note that some of the characters have larger roles in this trilogy than in their original books. Likewise, due to the volume of characters, some who played lead roles in their original books are relegated to supporting roles in the trilogy.

Each book in the series contains a list of characters, alphabetized by their first names, with a link to their original book. Because some of the characters use a pseudonym at DomCon, their “fake” name is also listed separately for your convenience. This list is to help the reader keep track of the large cast of characters.

My sincere and devoted thanks go to Thomas Antonson for his editing acumen and his uncanny ability to understand which word I really meant to use.

Thanks and *hugs* to the following people who helped with the cover design:

Thomas Antonson

Mike Bowerbank

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Please visit my website: bjfrazier.com

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!

Cover credit ~ DomCon logo used with permission from Mistress Cyan

Cover credit ~ Blue Rope Image by günter from Pixabay

List of Characters in Alphabetical Order by First Name

Every character appears with permission from B.J. Frazier Publications, LLC

The “Eli” series characters appear with additional permission from Jessie Spectre

Admirer / Keegan Randolph, Mistress Managed - The Complete Set

Anna, I Blame Quentin Tarantino

Angela Baxter, A Domme for Christmas

Bernie Higgins, the Eli series

Christopher, Best Served Cold

Clem Griffin, the Eli series

Eli Shaw, the Eli series

Ginger / Tessa O’Neil, A Domme for Christmas

Grant Hunter, Her Wish. His Command.

Gregory, the Perchance to Dream series

Gwen, (previously unnamed wife of Ryan) 14-Day Lockdown with Goddess Serena

Jamison Jones, Best Served Cold

Jeneca Avery / Mistress, Mistress Managed - The Complete Set

Julius, 14-Day Lockdown with Goddess Serena

Keegan Randolph / Admirer, Mistress Managed - The Complete Set

KJ, Best Served Cold

Lady Crimson, The Service Sub

Lennie Jackson / Silver, Best Served Cold

Lorenzo, the Perchance to Dream series

Memphis Clark / Nash, A Domme for Christmas

Mistress / Jeneca Avery, Mistress Managed - The Complete Set

Mitch, They Wanted It

Nash / Memphis Clark, A Domme for Christmas

Philip Hang, the Eli series

Pierre Jonker, The Service Sub

Rachel Anderson, Her Wish. His Command.

Raina Basil / Storm, Best Served Cold

Ryan, 14-Day Lockdown with Goddess Serena

Sayo Li, the Perchance to Dream series

Sherry, They Wanted It

Serena Sinclaire, 14-Day Lockdown with Goddess Serena

Silver / Lennie Jackson, Best Served Cold

Stephanie Douglas, the Perchance to Dream series

Storm / Raina Basil, Best Served Cold

Tessa O’Neil / Ginger, A Domme for Christmas

Thane Baxter, A Domme for Christmas

Ty Jackson, Best Served Cold

Vicky, They Wanted It

PART 1 ~ BACKGROUND

Chapter 1 (“14-Day Lockdown with Goddess Serena”)

“Mmm hmm. That’s right. If he’s not doing what you want, stop him immediately and give additional instructions,” Serena Sinclaire said during a video conference.

The woman on the screen smiled at Serena’s affirmation.

A professional dominatrix in New Orleans, Serena went by Goddess Serena. She was a redhead at birth, and stood five-feet-ten with natural D-cups. Her glaring green eyes swiftly corrected any sub’s brattiness.

The woman on her screen was Gwen, married to Ryan. When COVID first locked down New Orleans, Ryan was experiencing his first pro session, along with Michael. The pair received an expedited and in-depth training as a result.

After Ryan had returned to his wife, he had stayed in communication with Serena. She became his online keyholder, and she also held virtual sessions. Over time, and with Serena’s help, he was able to get his wife interested in kink. For the past six months, Serena had acted as an online guide.

Serena watched Gwen dominate her husband during their conference call.

“I told you I wanted you to make me get off, Ryan, not get me frustrated by your lack of skills.”

“Yes, ma’am. Sorry, ma’am.”

Ryan was naked, except for a chastity cage, collar and leash. He was a small, thin man in his mid-thirties, standing five-five with dirty brown hair and brown eyes.

Gwen tugged the leash to make Ryan look at her. “I told you not to go straight for the clit because then you don’t have anything to build up to.”

“Sorry, ma’am.”

When Ryan started to correct his action, Gwen yanked his leash. “Did I tell you to begin again?”

“No, ma’am.”

Gwen looked into her camera with exasperation. “It’s like he refuses to learn this one, simple thing,” she complained to Serena.

“Yet he knows how to properly eat pussy,” Serena commented.

“Yes. I’ve taught him.”

Serena nodded. “So what are the possible reasons for why he’s doing what he’s doing?”

“I just--” Ryan began.

Gwen slapped his cheek with the end of the leash. “The women are talking, so you have to be what?”

“Silent. Sorry, ma’am.”

“To piss me off?” Gwen answered Serena’s question.

“What else?” Serena asked.

“Or he can’t think because I haven’t given him a release in two weeks, so he’s flustered to be doing anything sexual?”

“Anything else?”

Gwen shrugged.

“If he was doing it to piss you off, what would be the reason?”

“Um, he’s being a brat?”

“Could be, yes. And what would be his goal?” Serena prodded.

Gwen shook her head and looked around. “He wants me to do something else?”

“Yes, good. So which one seems more plausible?”

“I mean, we both know he’s not a brat. I don’t think he could be one even if I ordered him to be one.”

“So what’s that leave you with?”

“That he’s flustered?”

Serena nodded.

“Isn’t there a way to get him to do it right the first time, after all these months?”

“Good question. Ask him.”

Gwen glared at her husband with an eyebrow raised, indicating she wasn’t going to repeat the question.

“I--I’m sorry, ma’am. I--I think it’s a bit of performance anxiety, too. I want to move through the test and do well but I’m so nervous and aroused at the same time. So I miss some things. But I’m definitely not trying to piss you off, ma’am. I can do better. Please.”

Gwen glanced at Serena.

“No. Remember, today was supposed to be like I wasn’t here. You asked your question and got your answer. React to it,” Serena instructed.

Gwen straightened in her chair. “The best way to a great performance is to pay attention to all the steps. And remember, this test is more about me, so you have to make me look good.”

“Yes, ma’am. Please let me have another chance.”

“Since you asked so nicely, we’ll try it again. I order you to make me come.”

Ryan took a deep breath as he gazed into his wife’s eyes. She was three inches shorter than him with some meat on her bones. Her hair was the same color as his but her eyes were blue. She wore black lace, crotchless panties with a matching bra.

His focus was drawn to her pink parts peeking through the lace, and he swiped his tongue against the fabric, grazing her outer lips. Touching his nose to her opening, he inhaled deeply and exhaled warm breath. She rewarded him with a slight shudder.

Sitting on his knees, he fingered the outline of the lace as he slowly and gently pushed it away from her honey pot. He continued to trace around her slit, then teased the sensitive perimeter.

Gwen shuddered again, and Ryan smiled.

He planted chaste kisses along the oval, taking time to inhale as he went. Next, he nibbled her lips, struggling to ignore her clit. It helped that she relaxed in her seat.

He continued the slow pace until she started to rock her hips. That was his cue to wrap his arms around her and pull slightly. The movement placed her on the edge of the seat, within easier access. From there, Ryan pressed the tip of his tongue softly past the outer labia, and traced the oval, still avoiding his wife’s pleasure center.

Gwen’s soft moans turned into demanding grunts but it wasn’t until she slid her fingers into his hair and pulled that Ryan flicked her clit.

Serena watched with half-attention, since she had seen Ryan eat pussy before... along with Gwen’s subsequent orgasm.

Gwen took several deep breaths to compose herself before telling Ryan to “ask Goddess Serena if there’s any notes--”

“No, we’re skipping that today,” Serena interrupted.

Gwen crossed her legs and pointed to the ground next to her. Ryan dutifully sat on his knees with his arms behind his back.

“As you know, I said at the beginning of our training that I thought I could teach you to be more dominant in six months,” Serena continued. “Today marks six months exactly. And I’m happy to say that you have graduated.”

“Oh, wow,” Gwen said with a fearful smile.

“Don’t panic,” Serena chuckled. “We can always do more--”

“Good,” Gwen breathed.

“--or you can go to DomCon.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s a kink convention in L.A. for dominant women. Well, it’s not exclusively femdom, but it mainly is.”

“Um, okay?”

“I’ll send you a link. I think it’ll be a great addition to what you’ve learned so far. There’s classes and play parties, and you’ll get to be with other kinky people.”

Gwen looked at Ryan, who was staring at the floor. “What do you think, Ry?”

“Goddess hasn’t steered us wrong yet.”

“Shit, I forgot to take him out of sub space. Are you sure I’m ready for it?” Gwen grimaced.

“Absolutely. You solved today’s dilemma on your own, and Ryan has been a very happy puppy these past few months.”

“Okay. Thank you for your confidence.”

“It’s not just confidence, Gwen. In fact, I have someone in mind for you two.”

Ryan’s heart skipped, and he couldn’t stifle a grin.

“For me to dominate along with Ryan?” Gwen asked.

“That’s right. He’s relatively new so I didn’t want to say anything until I had a few sessions with him and checked your progress.”

“I’m, like, nervous and excited at the same time. I dunno whether to jump up and down or run away,” Gwen said.

“Let me tell you about him, and then you can decide,” Serena winked. “His name is Michael--”

“I already know him,” Ryan interrupted with a smile.

Gwen smacked her husband upside the head. “That’s for talking out of turn and interrupting the Goddess,” Gwen snarled.

“And you don’t think you’re ready?” Serena laughed. “I couldn’t even get the words out to tell you to slap him for me, and you’d already done it. You’re a natural.”

“Thanks,” Gwen blushed.

“Sorry, Goddesses,” Ryan murmured.

“As you should be, especially since you’re wrong,” Serena spat. “This is a new Michael. He’s in a sexless marriage and has an interesting kink appetite. We’ve been communicating online for a couple of months, and I’m his keyholder. I’m not normally as involved with that base level of operations but I had bigger plans for him.

“And I was right. His homework reports have been very detailed. I will send them to you to look at... if you decide to jump up and down,” Serena winked.

“The fact that you’ve thought about him for me is so cool,” Gwen said.

“As I said, he’s very dutiful and super motivated to please. He’s really a sweetheart. It’s too bad his wife can’t see the jewel before her... but I wouldn’t be in business if wives were universally kinky, am I right?”

Gwen flinched, remembering how vanilla she used to be, which had led Ryan to Goddess Serena in the first place.

“Then again,” Serena added, seeing Gwen’s reaction, “I’m also in the business of helping wives find their kink.”

“Thanks,” Gwen said. “I still enjoy the sensuality of vanilla sex but I definitely like the power of kink.”

“Most people do if they give it a chance. Anyway, I brought Michael up because I recently agreed to do a virtual scene with him.”

“Virtual, like it didn’t really happen?” Gwen frowned.

“No, like in cyberspace; like what we’re doing now.”

“Oh, that makes more sense.”

“Yeah. So, I had him caged for the two weeks leading up to the session, so he was pretty much willing to do anything I ordered just to get off.”

“I thought you said he was married?” Gwen asked.

“He is. I give them permission to adjust the schedule to accommodate their daily life. So, caged at work, removal for daily showers without ejaculating, and removal at night if there’s a chance of being caught. But as I’ve already said, he’s in a sexless marriage so that’s not an issue for him.”

“Right, okay.”

“Also, this was his first time trying chastity so I told him to get a pink plastic cage. Ryan will remember that I prefer custom-crafted metal cages.” She waited for his acknowledgment.

“Yes, Goddess.”

“But I can make anything work. I’m telling you because you’ll see it in the video.”

“Video?”

“Yes, I said he was willing to do anything. He didn’t even ask to have his face protected.”

“Okay.”

“I’ll play it for you and then we’ll talk after.”

“Okay.”

Serena played the short video clip.

“Tell me what you are.” Serena’s voice could be heard but she was not in the video.

“I’m a whiny and needy submissive who’s been locked in chastity for the past two weeks by the wonderful and gorgeous Goddess Serena.” The screen showed a close-up of Michael’s face.

“And why are you whiny and needy, sub?”

“Because I really need to get off.”

“And what will you do to get that privilege, boy?”

“Anything you ask, Goddess. Anything, please, let me come. I’m desperate here.”

“Enough with your whining!”

“Sorry, Goddess.”

“First I have to inspect you.”

“Yes, Goddess.”

“Unzip your pants and move your cage so that it rests on top of the zipper.”

Michael went out of frame, and the camera shifted to the ceiling. “I’ve done it, Goddess.”

“How do you expect me to see it, idiot?”

“Oh, sorry, Goddess.”

Michael grabbed his phone and the screen spun, focusing on his pink cage.

“Very nice. Are you able to stroke with it on?”

“No, Goddess.”

“Well, try. For me.”

“Yes, Goddess.”

Michael palmed his package and stroked as best he could.

“Try thrusting into your hand. So make a sort of cave with your hand so when you thrust, you can think of moving your hard cock into a nice, warm pussy.”

“Nnngh, yes, Goddess.”

Michael made his pink cage slide in and out of his hand.

“That’s the closest you’ve had to any action in the last two weeks, isn’t it, sub?”

“Yes, Goddess.”

“What do you say?”

“Thank you, Goddess...”

“Did you want to say something more?”

“Yes, Goddess, please.”

“Go on.”

“No, I mean, please. Please let me do more.”

“You want to come in your hand?”

“Yes, please... but...”

“But what, sub?”

“Well, it’s just--”

“Don’t stop thrusting!” Serena ordered when Michael had stopped moving.

“Sorry, Goddess. It’s just that I was hoping I could come without having the cage on.”

“I don’t know that I have the time to watch you do that.”

“I promise, Goddess, it won’t take me long. I swear. Please.”

“Well, I dunno. I’ve already allowed you to be naked and pumping in front of me, and your time is almost up.”

“Please, Goddess. I told you I’d do anything. I’m already leaking, it won’t take me long.”

“Did you ask permission to leak, slave?”

“Nn--I--I’m sorry, I can’t help it. I need to so bad.”

“If I agree to extend your session, I’d have to have something extra. Something for my time, and to make it worth my while. Because I told you that if I’m your keyholder, your releases will be few and far between. You’re a much better sub when you’re deprived.”

“Yes, I’ll send you a gift, Goddess, from your wish list. And it won’t take me long so I won’t take up much more of your time. Please. Omigod, I need to come. I’ve got to come!”

“How well you perform--both without the cage and on my site--will determine the severity of your next stint of chastity.”

“Yes, Goddess, I’ll be good. I promise.”

“Get your key.”

“It’s in my pocket, Goddess.”

“Unlock yourself while on camera. So find a place to set your phone down that will keep you in the frame.”

“Yes, Goddess. Thank you, Goddess. I’m so freakin’ excited, Goddess!”

“Just hurry up, sub.”

“Okay. Yeah, I just gotta find somewhere--I could--no, that’s too high. Let me go--oh, I know! Shit, I’m leaking all over. Here. Can you still see me, Goddess?”

“Yes, but take a coupla steps back.”

“Here?”

“That’s good.”

“Thank you, Goddess. You have no idea what this means to me--”

“Less babble; more action.”

“Sorry, Goddess.”

Michael fumbled to get the key in the lock. Once his cock was released, it sprang to attention.

“See, Goddess? I’m so ready already.”

“Yes, I see. Put your hands behind your back!”

“Sorry, Goddess. It’s just that I’m so ready. My knees are shaking.”

“Well, I’m still in charge, boy, so listen carefully.”

“Yes, Goddess. Anything you say.”

“Don’t move until I’m done with my directions. When I’m done, you’ll start to stroke your pathetic penis. As you’re stroking, I want you to tell me how much you’ve dreamt of jacking off while I watch you, and tell me how you went to my website and lusted over my body. Be careful not to move out of frame. Do you understand your instructions?”

“Yes, Goddess,” he whispered.

“Good. We’re already long past our video chat allowance, so you’ll be free to come whenever you’re ready.”

“Thank you, Goddess.”

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, Goddess. So ready.”

“One more thing.”

“Anything, Goddess.”

“I’m timing you. Go!”

It looked like Michael’s hand flew to his cock and started pumping of its own accord.

“Oh fuck!” he said.

“Follow your instructions, slave,” Serena warned.

“Yes, Goddess. I... I... omifreakinggod it feels so good. I--I’ve fantasized about coming for you. Before you locked me, I--I jacked off to your pictures. And I’ve even j-jacked off to the emails you sent me. It’s your dominance, Goddess. You’re so—so--so freeeeaking sexxxeee! Nnngph!”

“Thirty-four seconds. I think that’s a record case of neediness, sub. Lock yourself back up. Then wipe up whatever’s not in the cage and lick it. I expect a detailed email about how you did it. No other cleaning yourself until tomorrow’s shower. Don’t forget you have other promises to tend to.”

The video ended abruptly.

“I disconnected the call,” Serena said. “I can tell Ryan enjoyed the video.”

“Yes, Goddess.”

“What’d you think, Gwen?”

“It was amazing. The way you handled him. I dunno that I could put up with all that whining.”

“Remember, that was his first live call.”

“Okay. Did he really come in only thirty-four seconds?”

“Yep, I was timing him.”

“Wow.”

“Do you think you’d want to work with him?”

“If you say he’d be good, then I’ll try but I know I still have a ton to learn.”

“You do but DomCon will help. I’ll send you the link for that and Michael’s homework submissions. Check your email, and we’ll talk later.”

“Thank you, Goddess,” the pair chorused.

* * * *

Julius waited for Serena to finish sending the email. When she turned off the camera and sat back in her chair, he asked, “Another successful session?”

“Yeah,” she said, tilting her head back to look at him upside-down.

He pecked her lips, and she held him for a sensual kiss.

“Mmm, musta been a hot one,” he grinned.

“Not really. Just another happy vanilla-turned-dominant woman in the repertoire.”

“Then why are you so worked up?”

“It’s an accomplishment. I like teaching. And I think they’re going to go to DomCon.”

“Who’s this?”

“Ryan and his wife. He’s the one with Michael who was locked down--”

“Yeah, I remember. That’s quite a turnaround. Maybe you wanna focus on teaching instead of sessioning?”

“No. Completely different. I want you to come with me to DomCon as my sub this time, babe.”

“I already told you I gotta be there for work.”

“What work? You work for me.”

“There’s a hotel convention that same time. You know I like to do stuff for the Omni, keep my foot in the door. Besides, I don’t like goin’ as your sub. Any of your new guys would love to do it.”

“Maybe. When’s your thing start?” Serena asked.

“A coupla days before; beginning of the week.”

“So you’re going ahead of me?”

“That’s what I figured. I’d stay in your hotel, though, because I know you don’t like to be out there.”

“Yeah.”

Julius knew Serena from high school, and was aware of her failed attempt at being a Hollywood movie star.

“So you’re gonna do the Lyft thing again, right?” she asked.

“Again?” he smiled.

“It cracks me up every time... and it’ll put me in a good mood, having to be in that city.”

Julius nodded. “It’s a deal. We got a deal that I’m not gonna be your sub, too, right?”

“Maybe.”

Chapter 2 (The “Perchance to Dream” Series)

Lorenzo and Gregory met Sayo and Stephanie for dinner. Lorenzo, an Italian Adonis in his late twenties, had been content since reuniting with his childhood love, Gregory, who was eleven years older. The couple regularly went on double dates with the girls. Part of their tradition was to learn something new and tell it to the group. That night, it was Stephanie’s turn, and she waited until the meal was nearly finished.

“When I was in the sex shop buying a present for Sayo,” Stephanie began, smiling at her lover, “I saw a flyer for DomCon.”

“What’s DomCon?” Gregory asked.

“I didn’t know, either, so I went to the website. It’s a convention for kinky people, where they can be all decked out in their outfits and not have to worry about judgment or anything. I thought it’d be something fun for all of us to do together.”

“No thanks,” Zo said, shuddering.

“What?” Gregory asked, surprised. “You’re usually the yes-man.”

“Yeah, well, I heard about it back during my slave days, and it’s not something I want to relive. The thing I’m surprised about is that Stephanie wants to go,” Zo said.

Stephanie Douglas had been a forty-something virgin upon entering Dr. Frankie Doram’s sleep clinic. Sayo, Dr. Doram’s alpha Asian slave, had been the first person to bring Stephanie to orgasm. Far left of vanilla, Stephanie had never even masturbated. The two women’s bond was solidified, and they lived together.

Sayo’s lifelong slavery was too ingrained, and she yearned for domination. Lorenzo had given tips to Stephanie, but she was too nice, and usually giggled.

“So am I,” Sayo agreed. “You never want to do anything in public, including hold hands.”

“I know, but...” Stephanie looked at her friends. “...well, I don’t consider the event to be public because everyone there will be like-minded. And I’m really interested in taking the classes they offer because I think it’ll help me be more dominant.”

“Sold!” Sayo grinned.

“Isn’t it more femdom-related?” Gregory asked.

“Yes, but it’s open to anyone who’s kinky. There’s no judgment about that,” Stephanie answered.

“I’m game,” Gregory said. “Maybe I can get some pointers, too. Would you like that, Zo?”

“No. Sorry, guys, but I don’t want to go. I have no desire to see people walking around with collars or anything close to nonconsensual vibes.”

“I’ve done a lot of research,” Stephanie said, “and Mistress Cyan--she’s the one who started it--is totally about acceptance and consent.”

“You know people keep slaves without force,” Sayo told Zo.

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