Sweetest Mistress

Wyle is resigned to a life of quiet sexual repression. Women want to be dominated, and though he is a far cry from an alpha male, Wyle’s tired of being alone. He knows Melissa is too beautiful for him, and too young. But she doesn’t seem to mind that he’s a boring financial professional past his prime. Instead she invites him in for a cup of coffee that turns into more.

In a weak moment of honesty, Wyle divulges that he wants to be ordered around. He doesn’t want to possess Melissa, he wants to worship her. Together they explore his fantasies, with a hot spanking, a scorching phone sex call, and a humiliating anal play session, but the true test of his limits comes in a form neither of them expect.

Sweetest Mistress is a 15K-word erotic novella featuring explicit sex, light femdom, and graphic language. Not for anyone under the age of 18 or who is uncomfortable with the subject matter

“In Sweetest Mistress, the encounters seemed very true-to-life, the way you would expect them to occur. I particularly enjoyed the voice, and the humor. Very well written.”

- Cara Bristol, author of Unexpected Consequences

 

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Excerpt:

My throat was incredibly dry – that was the only reason it took me a minute to squeeze any words out. Hearing her even say the words sex line over the phone was incredibly erotic. Thinking of what she offered – damn, I squeezed down hard on my cock. The pain was enough to distract me from coming.

“Yes,” I said, my voice coming out raspy. “Please.”

“Okay,” she said, already sounding stronger, more self-assured. “Where are you? Describe it to me.”

“I’m in my office. I’m alone, but my secretary is just outside. The door is closed. I can see her working through the window.”

“Good,” she said. “And have you ever jerked off in your office before?”

“Yes. A few times.”

“With your secretary there?” She sounded amused, which only turned me on more.

“Usually when she’d gone home.” My hand made its way back to the front of my pants. “Once when she was still there.”

“You weren’t worried you’d get caught?”

“Yeah.” I rubbed harder on my crotch, my nostrils flaring with the effort it took to restrain myself, to not unzip myself and release. “I was worried.”

“So you were bad,” she said. “And you want to be punished.”

“I do,” I whispered, staring at the back of my secretary’s head. Her hair was done up in a bun, mostly brown with strands of grey. She was attractive enough, though I’d never been tempted. That wasn’t the point. It was the taboo. The badness of it.

“You’re doing it even now, aren’t you?” A soft laugh. “You can’t help yourself.”

“Let me take it out,” I said.

“I don’t know,” she mused. “You don’t really need it out to be punished.”

“Please,” I whispered, grasping my cock through the pants. Trying to stroke, failing.

“I could make you come in your pants. You’d be sticky all over. Then I’d tell you to go to the bathroom. You’d walk right by her with a wet stain on your pants. What do you think?”

Desperate, I bucked into my hand. Thrusting just for the pressure since I couldn’t get a handle on myself. “Ah, God. Please, Melissa. I’ll do anything.”

“Will you?” she asked, delighted. “Then say you’re my pet.”

I panted, my eyes glazing over. I was close, so close, and if she didn’t let me out soon, I would come in my pants. Just thinking about it, the humiliation of it, almost made me come. “I’m your pet,” I gasped out.

“Okay,” she sing-songed. “Go ahead and take it out, you dirty boy.”

My hands flew to my crotch, unzipping the already damp fabric, and got out my cock. My fingers scrabbled at the phone as the other hand stroked my cock frantically. I fell off my chair and onto my knees. The chair rolled into the wall behind me, and my forehead thumped against the desk, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t think. I was coming hard as she spouted dirty words into my ear.

“Warren’s talent shines in this very nice BDSM (fem dom) short. Not only is this well written, Warren provides the reader with some really top-notch humor delivered via the hero’s conflicted point of view. And the heroine? Truthfully, I couldn’t decide if I wanted to BE the heroine, or be WITH the heroine. She’s that charming! That said, the humor doesn’t take away from the serious and erotic elements of the story.”

- Lalla Rookh (Amazon reviewer)

 

“Femdom isn’t my preference in erotica. (I usually like my doms to be hot alpha males.) But having the story told from the insecure, flawed, average hero Wyle’s POV and getting insight into his dominatrix/mistress fantasies was hilarious and highly entertaining.”

- Shawna (Goodreads reviewer)

 

“Warren really shows a deft hand here — the awkward parts are awkward, the charming parts are charming, and the hot parts are . . . well, they’re hot. There’s a lot of thought in the story here and what is going on for people mentally and emotionally — not just physically. But none of this detracts from the erotic nature of the story.”

- Meghann (Amazon reviewer)

 

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Sweetest Mistress is enrolled in Amazon’s lending program, which means it is only available for sale there but if you are a Prime member, you can borrow it for free.