Nothing can bring her to her knees - except a dose of her own medicine.
Mistress Lily, proprietress of the elite Black Lily club, battles something more frightening than the dark forces of her own desire. SexOffender, a potent aphrodisiac designer drug with terrifying side effects, is ripping through the BDSM community.
Determined to protect her charges, Lily plays a dangerous game, cozying up to the drug's creator while secretly smuggling victims to safety. It's a war she's losing...until the night she spots an undercover cop at what is supposed to be a private bash.
Blind luck scored Jeremy Radisson the break he needed to get close to Morselli. Gaining the kingpin's trust, though, means revealing parts of his past as a legendary Dom and teaming up with a woman who doesn't have a submissive bone in her body, yet dominates his every fantasy.
When Morselli unexpectedly changes the rules, Lily and Jeremy find themselves pitted against each other in a wicked game of "who's on top". Lily's forced to make a desperate choice to prove her loyalty. Jeremy relies on every ounce of his power to keep her safe without blowing their cover, while praying they survive long enough to find out if she'll kneel for him - forever.
Warning: Buckle up! This book is a one-way ticket to Dir-tay Town. Stops along the way include Massive Ménage Village, Sex Machine Square, and Fisting City. What else would you expect from an experienced mistress and the master who tames her?
©2011 Jayne Rylon (P)2015 Jayne Rylon
Good Books Don't Promote Violence
At first I couldn't decide who was more sadistic and inhumane: Mistress Lily (professional bully) or Master Jeremy (undercover cop guilty of cold blooded murder). It didn't take long for Jeremy to prove he was the bigger asshole.
The plot was ridiculous, not actually a police thriller, but rather just of an excuse to promote sexual assault and torture as normal human behavior. The constant references to people as slaves, and therefore just an object to be used and abused, reminded me of the Nazis.
When one of the sex club scenes degenerated into a gang rape, where the Jeremy & the crowd turned on Lily with unimaginable brutality and no remorse, I was totally appalled. I couldn't believe a female author actually believed that rape could be an erotic experience.
This book attempted to romanticize the act of sexual assault and dehumanize women. Jeremy was the worst kind of sexual predator, a sociopath without the ability of feel love or sympathy, and a criminal with a badge. Absolutely not a hero!
When Lily meekly accepted Jeremy's humiliating and cruel abuse, she reinforced the misogynistic belief that women are inferior and stupid. Why would anyone, particularly female readers, find this novel entertaining, romantic or sexy?
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