Leashed in the 42nd Floor Dungeon

"I wish you to stay with me the entire time tonight. No leaving my side. To ensure this, I require that you wear this leash."

Out of his coat, he pulls a blue leather leash that matches the collar, and holds up the clip on the end. I understand after a moment, and lift my chin to let him attach the leash. He gives it a few solid tugs, pulling me stumbling towards him, then nods in approval.

Sam attends a party with her rich Dom, Reck, and it's way spicier than she expected.

When Reck told Sam he was taking her to a party, she expected drinks, conversation, music... But this party is clearly different, and she's presented with nearly every imaginable kind of debauchery as soon as she walks in the door. And that's only the beginning, because Reck has brought a leash for her to wear through the evening, and he's planned some seriously naughty punishments when she forgets how to behave.

By the end of the evening, Sam will be begging Reck to take her in every way imaginable, while punishing her in the most delightful ways.

Leashed in the 42nd Floor Dungeon is a BDSM Novella with Dom/sub dynamics, a vibrator, mild exhibitionism, taking it front and back, and more steamy spice than you can shake a stick at.