In this tasty teaser for Master and Inquisitor, I’ve included the actual recipe for the stunning cocktail that Beth mixes.Day 12: Beth mixes Ethan a cocktailFinally, he pushed the sexy, yet intrusive thoughts away, before turning his attention back to the matter at hand. In a slightly amateurish fashion Beth finished shaking the cocktail and then poured it into a tall glass filled with crushed ice. He could tell she didn’t have much bar experience, but that didn’t matter. That could easily be learned. What mattered was her total acceptance of club members and their many kinks.  Image courtesy of Paulhttp://www.freedigitalphotos.net He lifted up the pale orange drink. “What is it?”“It’s a mixture of orange juice, gin, and Bénédictine.”Ethan sipped at the exotic-looking concoction. It was a little potent for ten thirty in the morning, but delicious all the same. “Wow, it has a bit of a kick. So does this have a name?”“Yes, it’s called a Dom Cocktail.” Warming to Beth, Ethan nodded and smiled. So, the little lady had a sense of humor, too. He raised the glass to her. “I’m impressed.” Her face brightened. “And if I add a dash of Tobasco it’s called a Big Bad Dom. Antonio…

Day 11: Beth slowly falls in love with Ethan When Beth entered the Hot Zone, Ethan glanced in her direction and called out, “I’ll be with you in a moment, honey.” All the club members had gone home, and she’d just finished tidying up the bar with Todd. He’d made her laugh as they’d replenished the stocks, and she was glad they were still friends, the misunderstanding between now happily in the past.As she walked over to Ethan, she saw he was busy replacing the leather restraints on one of the bondage tables. Master Cole stood next to him, appearing almost as predatory and brooding as Ethan. They both wore leather pants and vests, but it was Ethan’s beautiful physique and the way his eyes held hers which made the blood pulse through her veins. During the past two weeks they’d become closer, both physically and emotionally, and she now felt ready to trust him in a scene. Tonight he’d promised to take her back to his place for the first time, and although she felt some trepidation, she was looking forward to it. More coming soon….

Day 10: The Seduction goes on Gentle butterfly kisses accompanied by his soft, sweet breath drifted up her belly, heightening her sense of arousal. His tongue swirled over her nipples still held tightly in the chromed clamps, causing intense, erotic pain to sear into her brain, making the age-old fight-or-flight response kick in. Beth could do neither, because it was almost impossible to move. All she could do was throw her head back as she tried unsuccessfully to get away from the wonderful excruciating intensity.  She cried out in a garbled rush that verged on panic, “Please, Sir, I don’t think I can hold out much longer.” Her voice shook with emotion. She didn’t want to use her safeword. It went against everything she believed in, but it was there as the last resort, and at this precise moment in time, she felt sorely tempted to use it. Ethan must have heard the heartfelt plea in her voice, because he smoothed a hand around her throat and stared down into her face. “Look at me.” When she did as he commanded, she felt their connection, their union, deepen. His gorgeous green eyes burning with excitement and intense pleasure soaked up…

Day 9: The Seduction Continues Spread wide and completely at his mercy, she swallowed nervously as he stood at the end of the bed directly between her parted legs. His gaze feasted on her exposed pussy. “Hmm, I can see my sub has been having naughty thoughts without my permission. I don’t believe I authorized such an indulgence.” He knelt between her legs, and immediately dipped two fingers deep into her honeyed arousal. Staring directly into her eyes, he pulled his fingers from her wetness and showed them to her. Heavily coated with her feminine juices, they glistened in the subdued lighting. Ethan smiled. “I really shouldn’t encourage such wanton thoughts, but…”  Beth watched him lower his head, and a cry of pure ecstasy left her lips when she felt the tip of his tongue circle then flick across her sensitized clit. “Sir, oh, my, God…Sir.” Her head thrashed from side to side, and she yanked helplessly on the restraints, desperate to relieve the beautiful, exquisite feeling with the aid of movement. There was no escape from the almost overwhelming pleasure of his tongue. She just had to lie there and take it—enjoy it. Just what the hell is this…

Day 8: The Journey to Beth’s place He smiled and glanced across at her, the headlights from the oncoming traffic seeking out the laughter lines gracing the side of his face. “You really wanna know, huh?” Beth nodded. “Of course. How else am I gonna find out if I can trust you.” Ethan shook his head, and laughed. “Okay, honey. If it helps you decide whether I’m an evil sadistic bastard, or just a nice guy who happens to be a natural dominant, then I’ll give you the bullet points.” “Good.” Beth turned on her side to face him, snuggling into the red leather upholstery of the Mustang, making herself more comfortable as he guided the car across the Charles River at Cambridge Street. Whoever Ethan Strong really was, he made her feel more alive than she’d felt in years. More coming soon……

Day 7: Ethan shows Beth the Inquisitor’s Chamber Like a scene from Alice in Wonderland, they walked hand in hand along the seemingly never-ending landing, until Ethan suddenly stopped outside a large heavy oak door. He moved behind her and circled her waist with his arms, then rested his chin on her shoulder. “Remember what I told you about the Inquisitor, Beth.”“Yes?”“This is where he satisfies his darkest desires.”“You mean—”“Uh-huh, this is the Inquisitor’s Chamber. Step out of line, young lady, and the Inquisitor will provide the appropriate form of correction.”Beth nodded nervously. “I see.” Her voice quavered slightly as she wondered what lay behind the locked door. Appealing to his natural dominance, she lowered her head, and said, “Sir, do I get to see inside?”“Have you misbehaved, my sub?”“No, Sir, not today, Sir.” She thoroughly enjoyed her part in the role-play.“Then this room is strictly off-limits to you.” She wondered if he felt the tiny tremors coursing through her veins as he wrapped his arms around her even tighter. She guessed he did, because he seemed to know what made her tick.He tenderly kissed the top of her head. “Don’t worry, little one. I’m sure you’ll always be perfectly behaved…

Day 6: Beth visits Ethan’s home for the first time Clearly sensing her apprehension, he took her hand in his, calming her, making her feel safe. In the last few weeks she’d come to trust Ethan implicitly. That was why she was standing outside his awesome home at four in the morning.  “We know each other, Beth. You trust me, right?” “Yes, of course.” Once inside, she was immediately overwhelmed by the sheer space available. A large entrance hall flowed seamlessly to a treble-width staircase, which rose majestically to a large galleried landing. It was obviously a building designed by and for a man. As a woman she so wanted to feminize the place with brightly colored curtains and soft furnishings. She preferred carpets and rugs, but every square foot of flooring was covered in a dark, uncaring hardwood. Beth found the never-ending expanse of white paint overpowering and far too masculine for her tastes. The only respite to the stark, bare walls was a collection of life-size photographs brutally depicting Ethan’s time as a successful bare-knuckle boxer. Yeah, this was a man’s domain all right. No woman in her right mind would allow such graphically aggressive images to grace…

Day 5: Ethan asks Beth to mix a cocktail A glimpse across the bar at Club Submission© Nataliya | http://www.stockfreeimages.com/ Ethan had already decided that if Beth could mix a great cocktail, then he’d give her the job. He guessed he was a sucker for a sad story. “I’m not going to ask you any more questions, Beth. I think actions speak louder than words.” “Oh?” “Yeah, slip behind the bar and prepare me a drink, honey.” He loved the way her perfectly shaped brows lifted slightly in surprise. “And what can I get you…Sir?” The way her sexy voice wrapped huskily around that simple three-letter word gave him a hard-on. “You’ve already told me you’ve had some bar experience in the past, so I’m gonna let you decide.” He flashed her a smile, and watched a pretty blush spread across her cheeks. His eyes raked over her svelte body as she rose from the leather stool and elegantly sashayed around to the other side of the bar. Man, what he wouldn’t give for a night of sadistic sucking, and fucking with this living doll. He could almost taste how earth- shatteringly great it would be.More coming soon……….

Day 4: The interview begins in earnest “Are you familiar with our club, Beth?” Wearing black leather pants and vest, Ethan relaxed back in his chair, totally at ease with himself and his surroundings. He idly rested a cowboy boot across his knee and gripped his ankle.“I’ve never been here before, but I’ve taken the opportunity to check out your website. I know all about the separate zones, cool, warm, and hot.”“Excellent, that shows initiative, I like that.” He seemed to stare at her for a long time, his beautiful green eyes holding hers, before finally saying, “So tell me, Beth, what experience do you have of the scene, and do you play yourself? Andrea tells me you originally come from Chicago and are familiar with the scene there.” Ethan spread his arms wide by way of explanation. “I’m aware my line of questioning may seem personal, and have little to do with working behind the bar at Club Submission, but as you’ll be spending your evenings right in the heart of a highly charged sexual environment, I make it my business to know. The last thing I need is a woman freaked out by what she sees. Are you…

Day 3: Beth meets Ethan Strong A series of murals hung from the walls, depicting sexual scenes that she was familiar with. Beth sensed a quickening of her breathing as she stared fascinated at the erotic images. Two powerfully built men, who she guessed were in their mid thirties, sat at a glossy black S-shaped bar. They were both extremely good-looking guys, and she figured they were Club Submission joint owners, Matthew and Ethan Strong. Andrea introduced her to them. “Hi, guys, this lady is Beth Beaumont. She’s come about the bar job.”More coming soon…….