A discharged Army Ranger, Ben considers his job as a BDSM club security guard to be an excellent hobby. Hes never been tempted to join in. But everything changes when the notorious Mistress Anne inadvertently reveals the caring heart concealed beneath her Domme armor. Now, hes set his sights on the beautiful Shadowlands Mistress. Maybe hed considered himself vanilla, but she can put her stiletto on his chest any day, any time. Hell trust her delicate hands to hold his heart. And if she wants to whip his ass on the way to an outstanding climax, hes just fine with that too. Sure, he knows she likes pretty boy slaves. And hes older. Craggy and rough. And six-five. Minor hindrances. The mission is a go.,
