Sasha's Plaything

Danny isn't looking for anything more than a quick release when he follows Sasha upstairs at a party, but she has other plans. A skilled hypnotist, she soon has him on his knees where he belongs -- and with the threat of humiliation hanging over him, he finds himself helpless to resist her control...

EXTRACT:

‘What did you do to me? Why can’t I move?’

‘I decided it would be best if you didn’t get to make any decisions for a while. Don’t worry – everything’s fine. You’ll just find that it’s very difficult for you to disobey me.’

‘Bullshit.’

The word came out of my mouth before I could stop myself. Her face darkened immediately, and the playful, teasing smile she had worn was replaced by a stern crinkle. ‘I’d be very careful about what you say to me, Danny,’ she said, her voice low. ‘Or maybe you’d like me to prove it to you?’
I gritted my teeth and said nothing.

‘Oh, what’s that?’ she said with mock innocence. ‘You WOULD like me to prove it to you? Go on then. Since you asked so nicely.’ She shifted on the bed and put one of her feet down in front of me, the patent leather of her shoe just inches from my mouth. ‘Kiss it,’ she said.