Sinopsis

Master Of My Heart features both a reunited couple sharing their loving, respectful BDSM relationship and their journey through life together . You will thoroughly enjoy this couple's bittersweet love story. Master Of My Heart is a wonderful mix of BDSM, erotica, and romance.

Excerpt:

I went to the bathroom and carefully showered, letting the hot water soak into each muscle, and then taking my razor and shaving away every trace of body hair below my neck. My fingers must have trembled when I brushed my hair out and tightly braided it into a long single braid down my back. I know I felt as giddy as a child in a candy store as I smoothed out the sheet on my bed and went to the closet for the old shoe box that had gathered dust for years.

I will never forget the smell of the old dusty leather as I parted the soft wrapping inside of the box and pulled out my collar. It had lain for so long, and yet had been crafted so finely that the leather was still soft and supple. It curved naturally around my neck, the cool metal of its single ring brushing lightly against my skin. I remember trembling as I pulled out the only other item from the box. A long solidly crafted wooden hairbrush emerged and I held it to my nose, inhaling its scent before resting it on the night stand by the bed. My heart and soul must have known, though my brain was not fully ready to accept it when I threw away the now empty box, instead of placing it back on its shelf where it had sat gathering dust, nothing more than a memory for me, till now.

I nervously drew my robe around me and went about the house closing the blinds. Ten minutes to seven, I clicked the answering machine over to field all calls. Five minutes to seven, I started pacing the rooms. As the first bell from the clock struck Seven PM, I stood behind the door, waiting. The first gong, my muscles are tense. The second gong, my stomach starts doing flips. The third gong, my mind is screaming I cannot do this. The fourth gong, the first drop of arousal starts to slide from my slit, dripping down my thighs. The fifth gong, I realize my nipples are hard, erect nubs, throbbing with desire. The sixth gong, I hear a car pull up and freeze in place. The seventh gong, I hold my breath.

How many seconds standing there had passed I do not know, will never know. My breath rushed out of my lungs when He knocked, two sure and strong knocks against the front door, one for the past, one for the present. I breathe slowly and open the door. He enters and closes the door behind Him, as he turns to face me, my robe falls away from my shoulders and I kneel with my legs parted. My pounding heart is making the ring on my collar vibrate slightly as I bow my head and interlock my fingers behind my neck, feeling the smooth leather of my collar. My voice does not sound like my own ringing in my ears as I say to Him, "Welcome home Master."

Please note this was previously titled Welcome Home

Master Of My Heart, previously released as "Welcome Home Master" received the following wonderful review by Carol Powney at Goodreads.

I can recommend this short story by Marie Shore. Shannon, a mother struggling to come to terms with life as the single parent of 10 year old Nat and separated from Nat's father, finds her son has used Shannon and her purse to steal a video game her wanted but had been refused on grounds of insufficient funds. It leads to her arrest by Barry the security guard who turns out to be her former Master from earlier M/sub experiences. Follow their delightful story...but be warned this has an emotional impact that you may not see coming...I didn't. It reduced me to tears, red eyes and still does thinking of it. It's rare a short story warrants four stars but this does. It amazed me how much Marie managed to pack into this story