Meet Tabitha Black
Coming August 7th, the next intoxicating story in the new Masters of the Castle box set: Witness Protection Program.
Tempting Tasha – Tabitha Black
Has the Big Bad Dungeon Master finally met his match?
Desperate to find her brother, Tasha lies her way into a job at the renowned Castle.
She has no clue about the lifestyle but she only needs to fake it for a couple of days – long enough to get the information she’s after.
Unfortunately, she gets assigned to the Dungeon, where the dark, brooding Master Eamon is watching her every move…
He’d lain awake half the night thinking about her. And, long before he’d gone to sleep, he’d decided to make sure she was assigned to the Dungeon again first thing in the morning. Even as he’d told himself it was because she’d done such a good job tidying up, he’d known it was a lie. The truth was, her behavior was fascinating and he wanted to get to the bottom of it once and for all.
Plus, she was extremely easy on the eyes.
“Good morning,” she said, her gaze fixed on the floor. She was clutching the biggest cup of coffee the Café had to offer.
“Good morning,” he said slowly, getting up to tower over her. “Sleep well?”
“Fine, thank you.”
“I see you came straight down.” Raising a sardonic eyebrow, he gestured to her cup.
She had the grace to look ashamed. “I’m sorry. I missed breakfast. And I really, really need this.”
“Look at me.”
Her long, thick lashes flickered before rising, her big chocolate eyes finally meeting his own.
“Next time, come down here first and ask permission. Chances are, I’ll ask you to get one for me, too,” he said as gently as he could.
“Yes. Sorry. Er… Sir.”
“That’s fine. Well, you know what to do. I have an appointment soon so I’ll leave you to it.”
Amused by her honestly blurted out question, he hid a smile. “Yes. With a guest.”
“Oh. I see.” She clearly didn’t.
Deciding this was as good an opportunity as any for a little test, he went on to add, “Guests can book appointments with Castle Masters if they so choose. You know, for play sessions.”
Even in the dim, flickering light of the electric torches disguised as sconces on the walls, he could make out the color staining her cheeks. “Oh. Do you… never mind. Sorry.”
“Do I what?” He knew full well what she’d been about to ask. For some reason, he wanted to make her say it.
“It doesn’t matter. Please, I’d better be getting on with—”
With a single stride, he was so close to her, he could smell the soap on her skin. The coffee cup in her hand trembled. “Do I fuck them?” he said in a low voice. “Is that what you were going to ask?”
She made a little noise somewhere between a squeak and a gasp, the blush deepening on her cheeks. Her brown eyes looked almost black in the half light.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” he said mockingly. “And the simple answer is: sometimes. Sometimes I just tie them up and whip them until they scream. Sometimes I make them come so hard and so often that they’re begging me to stop. And sometimes, yes, I fuck them. If I really like them—and they ask me to.”
“Oh.” She said it so softly, it was barely audible. She was trembling all over now, her delicious, milky cleavage wobbling above the tightly cinched corset. The naked, raw desire in her eyes was unmistakable and he was suddenly overcome with an urge to throw her to the floor, tear off her black lace panties, wrap his hand around her slender throat and bury himself inside her as deep as he could go.
About Tabitha Black:
Tabitha Black has been writing erotic spanking fiction for well over a decade, mostly in the ageplay and historical genres. More recently, she’s discovered the joys of writing more contemporary books with a greater emphasis on BDSM, as well as darker, edgier fiction. She has a weakness for great cappuccino; strong, dominant, but kind men; and tattoos. She has lived in four countries on three different continents and presently resides in Germany with her very own dominant, sadistic, and loyal romantic hero-and a lilac cat who likes to sneeze in her face.