Release Date: February 6th
M/M Historical BDSM
Master Saul is captivated by the beautifully submissive Kenneth and the boy’s love of pain. Unfortunately, Kenneth belongs to Master Preston.
It’s 1926, and as one of the founding members of the Hampton Road Club, Master Saul Liebowitz has enjoyed the charms of many willing submissives over the years. One of the newer submissives to the club has captured his attention more than anyone has in a long time. Kenneth is tall, muscular and also seems to have a greater love of pain than most. If only Kenneth didn’t already belong to another Master.
After Kenneth’s Master died years before, he allowed himself to be taken in by the promises of Master Preston. As time has gone by, Preston has become increasingly crueler to the point where Kenneth fears for his life. They’ve recently joined a sadomasochism club and Kenneth can’t help but yearn for the handsome Master the other boys speak so highly of – Master Saul.
Preston takes things too far one night, and when Saul and his good friend, Master Aaron do some investigating, they realize that Kenneth might be in real danger. Amidst turmoil at the club over whether there should be rules to keep the boys safe and Preston’s play for power, Saul searches for a way to save Kenneth from what he’s sure is a deadly situation.
Both men fight for what they believe to be the right thing. When they find their way to one another, a wonderful new world opens up to them together. But there’s one man out there who refuses to let go of the old ways. Kenneth is his property and Master Preston won’t give him up.
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A light tap sounded at the door and they all regarded one another with a bit of confusion. It was very late and the men who might still be at the club playing would have no reason to come to the library unless invited.
Aaron cocked an eyebrow at Saul and Saul shrugged. Rising from one of the chairs that had been placed in front of the large mahogany desk, Aaron strode to the door then opened it slightly.
The surprise in Aaron’s voice mirrored Saul’s own shock. The submissives were strictly forbidden from wandering about the mansion unattended. A beautiful naked man without an escort could be too easily taken advantage of. Saul frowned as he considered it. There had at least been a few rules put into place to protect the men who gave of themselves. Why hadn't he ever taken it any further?
Because the men who started with me at Hampton were honorable and good. It hadn’t seemed necessary.
Theodore had already rushed to Francesco’s side upon hearing Aaron speak. There was a whispered exchange between them and from what Saul could tell, Theodore was agitated. He could only assume it was due to his submissives’ unannounced appearance.
Theodore ducked his head back into the room. “Would you excuse me for a moment, gentlemen? I need to speak with Francesco privately.”
“Of course, no need to ask, old sport.”
After Theodore left with his boy, Saul busied himself with writing up more invites to the remaining five board members. There were nine in total so that there would always be a deciding vote. As confident as he was that the existing board would make it intact through the upcoming election, he still didn’t want to take a chance.
And even if Preston is elected, there would still be eight other men contributing their opinions.
Until they’d all met and discussed the current concerns, however, Saul really had no clear idea where the remaining members would stand on such an issue. He glanced up as Theodore reentered the library with Francesco in tow. He’d assumed that Theodore would have attended to whatever it was that Francesco needed, then would have taken him back to the submissives’ den.
“Gentlemen, if you would permit, I think it would be a good idea for you all to hear what Francesco has to say.” Theodore had his arm wrapped protectively around the trembling man’s shoulders. “Go on, love. Tell them what you told me.”
Francesco twisted his hands together, his head bowed. Saul knew the young man to be typically cheerful and energetic. He had also witnessed how hard Francesco worked at being the perfect submissive for the Master he so obviously idolized. His state of distress spoke of someone who had never been trained to honor their Master, yet Theodore’s expression showed no displeasure, only worry.
Saul had a twinge of fear at what the young man might have to say. “Please, dear Francesco, you can speak freely to us. Listen to your Master.”
With that, Francesco snapped his head up. “I do. I always listen to him. I promise.”
“Go on then.”
“I saw and heard something. I wasn’t trying. I promise that too.”
“Francesco,” Theodore had a slight tone of warning to his voice. “You’ve been told to speak freely. Please do so.”
He cleared his throat. “Okay. I had to use the restroom, but when I came around the corner, I saw Master Preston with Kenneth, his older submissive. Javier had already had to escort Linus out of the Club, and I could tell he’d been crying. He wouldn’t say why.”
Aaron glanced at Saul. “Wasn’t Linus supposed to be with…?”
Saul nodded, his gut clenching as he anticipated what else Francesco might be about to share.
“I hid behind the armor fellow in the hallway so they couldn’t see me.” Francesco bowed his head again. “I know it sounds sneaky, but it really wasn’t. Master Preston just scares me. That’s all.”
Saul snorted. “Quite understandable, I’d say.”
Francesco peeked up at him, his expression one of relief. He held Saul’s eyes as he continued with his story. “I wanted you to know that Kenneth’s lip was broken and bleeding and his cheeks were scarlet red, as if he’d been hit very hard.” Francesco swallowed noticeably. “And Master Preston was telling him that he could never leave, no matter what. That Kenneth was his forever and something about reminding him that his aunt would regret it if he ever tried anything.” Francesco still held Saul’s gaze. “I thought you should be the one to know that, Sir.”
Theodore scowled at his boy. “You declined to share the last part with me. Whatever do you mean by that?”
Francesco peered up at his Master, his eyes wide as if he were the absolute picture of innocence. Saul knew better, as he was sure every other man in the room did.
“Oh, I thought Master Saul knew.”
Theodore wiped a hand across his face before turning back to Francesco. “I’m afraid to ask, but now that you’ve taken it this far, I suppose then we must know. Just remember how red your ass will be later.”
“Don’t you mean pink, Master?” He batted his eyelashes a few times.
“Red, you little rascal. Most definitely red. Now carry on.”
Francesco’s brow furrowed and he was working up to a good pout when Theodore cleared his throat. He immediately straightened and lightened his expression. “I’ve seen the way Kenneth watches you, Master Saul. He tries to be careful so that no one will notice, but he’s not clever enough to hide his admiration for you from me.”
Theodore let out a sigh. “No. How could he when faced with such a nosy adversary?”
Francesco had the sense to lower his gaze.
As heat crawled up his neck, Saul marveled that a man of his age still had the capacity to blush. He couldn’t truthfully remember the last time such a thing had happened to him.
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