Bøker av Summer Bradford

"What have you been up to lately? We hardly see you now" Tori asked.How could I tell her what I have been up to? I knew she wouldn't understand about the world I was involved in when I left the gates of the university every day."Just studying, you know how it is" I replied.I knew she didn't believe me, but I wasn't going to tell her what I did, even if she was one of my closest friends.The truth was by day I was a student in my last year of university who hoped to be accepted into business law, but at night I hid a dark secret.It started with a funny comment from one of my friends which had planted a seed in my mind that wouldn't go away.The more I visualised myself wearing a tight leather dress with a whip in my hand, the more I knew I had to fulfill this new desire.Keeping this secret life hidden from everyone around me was hard to do, but if they found out who I really was then they might try to make me stop, which I knew I couldn't.There was also Mitch, handsome law student and athletic jock. Would he ever see who I really am, not just the girl behind the books and high grades?Or could it be Max? Manager at my place of work. Dark, handsome and much older than the boys at school. Max gives me butterflies whenever he looks at me and I feel sexy and alive with excitement when he is near.With a secret life, a crush on the University playboy and the overriding lust I feel for my manager at work, I feel torn in the choices I must make. My name is Sarah Fielder, normal looking University student.However, you may know me by my other persona, Miss Trix.Mistress Trix, Dominatrix.

On my eighteenth birthday my parents handed me the keys to my new apartment, brought me a car, handed me a credit card and kissed me goodbye.I never understood why I was a mistake to my parents. I suppose handing me a new life and basically telling me 'Sorry, we no longer want to be your parents' says a lot.Did I beg them to not leave? No, I didn't. I had never felt loved by them and in a way, they gave me the gift of freedom on that day.When I saw the advertisement looking for new girls at the exclusive Dominatrix venue, Morph, I was intrigued. Having a fascination with whips and chains but never finding someone that felt the same way about it that I did, was the only thing missing from my life. Maybe having this job could allow me to meet like-minded people, while also allowing me to fulfill some of my fantasies.I didn't want sex with strangers, although I loved sex. Placing someone in chains and playing out my fantasies on them, was something that thrilled me and made me feel alive. Attending school, keeping up with the social life that I had, and working as a dominatrix, could be a dream come true.Finding love, however, was still elusive and no matter how much I tried, I never seemed to be able to hold onto it.Having an on-again off-again, International bad boy, surfer boyfriend, Jet, was hard work. One day he's here, filling my days with hours of erotic, steamy sex; the next day he's off travelling the world, and me, not knowing where I stood with him. Then there's Mitch Bradley, the only boy in my social field that made me feel flustered and nervous whenever I looked at him. The sad thing was, that he probably doesn't know that I exist! So, this is where my story starts, replying to an advertisement that would lead me to a new and exciting life.My name is Stephanie Blackwood, wealthy socialite and high school student.Or you may know me by my alias, Mistress Candy.I may look sweet, but I can be very, very, naughty.

Amanda was an intelligent woman who had invested her time and dedication to being a housewife to her executive husband Stephen.For twelve years they had been happily married, or so she thought. When her husband informed her he was contemplating a separation, Amanda knew she had to look at new ways to spice up their marriage. When she saw an ad advertising for dominatrix's at Morph New York, she had this overwhelming feeling in the pit of her stomach to apply for the job. What harm could it do anyway? It could spice up her marriage and she could learn a few new techniques to use in the bedroom. It might even save her marriage.But what she didn't comprehend was meeting Brad Knightly, the handsome business executive who enjoyed being tied up and whipped.Could being a dominatrix save her marriage from crumbling around her? Or would she give into temptation and try something forbidden, something full of desire with a man that made her melt when he looked at her. My name is Amanda Marshall, housewife extraordinaire.Or you can call me by my dominatrix name, Mistress Mandy.Wont you step into my room? I promise to show you pleasure, with just a little bit of pain