Book Title: Enthrall Secrets
Author: Vanessa Fewings @VanessaFewings
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: September 26, 2016
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The promise of salvation.
That was his offer. If I surrendered completely. I’d be rewarded with nothing less than my very own salvation.
And I needed it. Quite simply, I was drowning until billionaire Danton Belfort swept me up into his world.
His unmatched reputation for mastering submissives was legendary. His methods cruel, yet beautiful. Commanding, yet delicate. He was willing to do whatever it took to reach beyond my veil of pain and ensure a transformation that would render me reborn as the most dazzling of dominatrixes
If the process didn’t obliterate me.
All I had to do was survive. Survive him. Survive myself.
Can serve as a stand alone novel.
ENTHRALL SECRETS is the latest erotic romance novel by bestselling author Vanessa Fewings. It tells the long-awaited story of Scarlet Winters, the infamous, fiery dominatrix from the exclusive Los Angeles BDSM club Enthrall.
This is the world of the hidden.
Vanessa Fewings is the bestselling romance author of the highly acclaimed Enthrall Sessions.
Vanessa is also the author of The Stone Masters Vampire Series. Prior to publishing, Vanessa worked as a registered nurse and midwife. She holds a Masters Degree in Psychology. She has traveled extensively throughout the world and has lived in Germany, Hong Kong, and Cyprus.
Born and raised in England, Vanessa now proudly calls herself an American and resides in California with her husband.
Literary Agent: Trident Media Group
NAKED AND ON my knees in my submissive’s pose, I waited for Danton.
He’d sat me here in the center of what looked like an old ballroom, beneath a long line of stunning chandeliers that reminded me of upside-down tulips – mesmerizing to look at.
The house was alive with sunlight. Everything here was breathtaking.
Staring up at the gold and sparkling crystals, I tried to imagine what it might have been like to grow up here. There was so much about Danton I wanted to know.
With the fall semester looming, I pushed all thoughts of my future away and slipped into the zone, rising on my knees to peer over the edge of the window frame and look out at that endless ocean.
I marveled at how Danton had made me feel at ease so quickly, and wondered how our first session would go now.
The door opened and he stood there bare-chested, the muscles of his sun-kissed torso rippling. He looked so handsome wearing a tight pair of leather pants.
He held a horsewhip in his left hand.
Steadily, he came forward, closing the gap between us, strolling confidently, a beautiful vision as the refracted lights from the chandeliers wavered over him.
Danton had a glint of a smile in his eyes.
He placed the whip between my teeth and instructed me to crawl behind him.
On all fours I followed him out of the great hall and onward down a long hallway.
He let me stand when we reached a door that looked like it led outside. A blindfold was placed over my eyes. A set of headphones came down around my ears.
With my senses compromised, this was trust in its purest form.
He removed the whip from between my teeth and led me forward. From the drop in temperature I knew we’d stepped outside. Barefoot, I trod on what felt like grass, the softness a nice cushion beneath my soles.
After several minutes we stopped and there came the faint sound of another door opening, even with the headphones on I could tell the door was lighter on its hinges.
The binding of my wrists was quick and Danton did all this to me in silence. I sucked in breaths knowing the pain would come soon and bracing for it as he secured me with my arms above my head.
Classical music burst into my ears.
I smiled, hearing the disarming notes of a cello. I wished Danton could hear it and enjoy the music, too.
“It’s beautiful!” I called out louder than I needed to. A whip struck my ass and silenced me.
He trailed his warm hand down along my spine and squeezed my bottom. I felt him stalking around me, tweaking my nipples as he prowled, and then cupping my sex with a firm hand. A jolt rushed through me when he ran a fingertip along my clit, flicking it slowly.
Spacing out, I savored the sensations as he teased me relentlessly. I felt the dampness between my thighs, his fingers slick against me, the perfect touch of a renaissance man.
A moan slipped from me when he ceased his play.
The whipping started light on my thighs, and he tapped between them until I rose on my tiptoes to avoid the delicious strikes that stung.
My whole body sang when he touched me.