MY MASTERS

For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Sti, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestiious BDsM clubs, DESIRE's DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the raling. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharly tailored suits-or so she could tel. .he halir of two of them was short and dark, and the third had ight brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primalenergy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they weremasters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also reaized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world ofwicked pleasure, three handsome men, Over the vears, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for theilmost sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of wiling subiects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a kiler body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.