EXCERPT – Chapter 1 – Slave by Sherri Hayes

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Book #1 in the Finding Anna Series
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Genre:   Erotica
 
Stephan has lived the lifestyle of a Dominant for five years. After several rebellious teenage years, it gave him the stability and control he had been seeking after his parent’s death.As president of a not-for-profit foundation, he knows what his future holds and what he wants out of life. All that changes when a simple lunch with his college friend and Mentor, Daren, leads him to buying a slave.Thrust into a situation he never thought he’d be in, Stephan can’t walk away. He is compelled to help this girl in the only way he knows how.Brianna knows only one thing, she is a slave. She has nothing. She is nothing.Can Stephan help Brianna realize that she is much more than just a Slave?
 

 

Chapter 1 of “Slave”

 
Stephan  
Geno’s was a small Italian restaurant about a mile from my office. They
had good food and a cozy atmosphere, which made it a great place to have
an informal meeting with an old friend.
The hostess greeted me at the door and let me know that my party had
already been seated. She escorted me through a maze of tables to a corner
booth in the back.
The restaurant was busy, but not packed. Still, getting the back corner
booth with no one sitting at any of the immediate tables surrounding it told
me either luck was with Daren today or he’d pulled some strings. My bet
was on the strings.
Daren, my college roommate for two years, had called out of the blue this
morning, asking if we could have lunch. He introduced me to the lifestyle
I’ve lived for the last five years. Although he’d graduated a year ahead of
me, we’d kept in touch through e-mails and the occasional phone call. Until
I ran into him last month at a BDSM party, I hadn’t seen him since his
graduation day.
My Mentor was always more social than me, so seeing him at a party
wasn’t exactly a shock. I just wasn’t aware that he had moved back to
Minneapolis. It had been a pleasant surprise.
Sitting down across from my friend, I took the menu from the hostess.
“Kelly will be around to get your drink orders in a minute.”
Thanking her, I set the menu down without looking at it and faced Daren.
He was nearly my exact opposite. Where I had brown hair, he had blond.
His eyes were a baby blue, whereas mine were a vivid hazel. I was tall and
lanky, even though I’d buffed up some since college. Daren, on the other
hand, was four inches shorter and could have easily passed as a body
builder.
Today he looked nervous, which was rather unusual for him. Not unheard
of, but definitely not common either. Needless to say, it piqued my
curiosity.
“So do you want to tell me what’s up?”
“I will in a minute,” he said, looking over my shoulder. His behavior gave
me a negative feeling. “Do you know what you want, Stephan?”
“Yes. I come here all the time.”
“Good.” He sounded relieved.
And then Kelly was there asking for our orders.
As soon as she left, I raised my eyebrow in question, but he ignored me.
“You’re still running the family business, I see.”
“Yes,” I said, not sure what he was getting at. I doubted it had anything to
do with why he’d called me. “I’m still head of The Coleman Foundation,
but since it’s a not-for-profit, I’m not sure you could say it’s the family
business.”
He waved it away. “Same thing.”
I waited, but he didn’t continue so I decided to play along. “You’re still
consulting?”
Daren released a sharp breath. “Yeah.” He leaned toward me. “Are you
still looking to collar a sub?”
So that’s what this was about? “If I find the right one, yes.” I noticed his
shoulders relax, and he sat back a little. “What does that have to do with
anything?” I asked, truly confused.
The subject that I did not currently have a submissive came up during our
conversation last month at the party. I hadn’t played with anyone in the last
six months. No one had struck my fancy, and most of them reminded me
too much of Tami.
Daren had been with his submissive, Gina, since college. They were well
matched in likes and dislikes and were much more open in their
relationship than I personally preferred. I did not share my submissives, nor
did I play with others when in a relationship. Many did, like Daren and
Gina, but I’d never found it to be appealing. What was mine was mine.
Kelly came back with our drinks, so Daren waited for her to leave again
before answering. “Because I found a girl for you.”
“Daren,” I warned, shaking my head. This was another no on my list. I
didn’t enjoy being set up. Logan, my best friend, and his girl, Lily, had tried
to set me up more times than I could count. I wasn’t interested.
“Hear me out. She needs your help.”
This aroused my curiosity. “What do you mean she needs my help?”
“I know how much you like to help people, Stephan. I mean, look at what
you do.”
I was in complete disbelief. “Helping fund medical care for those who
can’t afford it is a little different than taking on a submissive. Is she already
a trained sub? Is she looking for a Dom?”
“She’s a slave.”
A slave. I didn’t have a problem with that, fundamentally. It was a
complete power exchange. Slaves gave up all control of their lives, their
bodies, to their Master or Mistress. Some women, and even some men,
choose to be slaves. For most slaves it was a comfort to have someone else
make the decisions in their lives for them, to give up complete control to
someone else. That didn’t sound like the case here if she needed my help.
“Okay,” I said, drawing out the word, still not quite sure where Daren was
going with this.
“I was at a party Saturday night. She was there. Her name is Brianna, and
she belongs to Ian Pierce.”
I knew of Ian solely by reputation. I’d never met him personally. He was
well-known in the community, but from what I heard, he was into pain and
humiliation. And he already had a slave. “What happened to his other one?”
“Oh, she’s still there. Alex was at the party as well. Brianna is a new
acquisition.”
“And you don’t think she wants to be?”
“No,” he said firmly. “I don’t.”
“Maybe she’s into what Ian does.”
“Trust me, she’s not,” he said, shaking his head. Then he added, “I
wouldn’t have come to you otherwise. And if you had seen her Saturday
night, you would know it, too.”
I considered this bit of information. There was no doubt in my mind that
Daren believed what he was saying. If this girl didn’t wish to be Ian’s slave,
I couldn’t sit by and do nothing. How to help her was the problem. My
options were limited.
“What do you want from me exactly? It’s not like I can call the police and
have them storm the place just on my word. Or yours for that matter.”
He leaned in again, clasping his hands in front of him, but then had to
pull back when our food arrived. Daren took a bite, and then looked me
straight in the eye. “I have a collared sub, or I’d do it myself. Plus,” he said
with a smirk, “you have more money than I do.”
It was then I got it. “You want me to buy her.” It wasn’t a question, and
he didn’t deny it. The thought of “buying” a woman turned my stomach,
but if what Daren said was true, I couldn’t just leave her there.
I needed more information and ignored my food as it grew cold on my
plate. “What makes you think he’d be willing to part with his property?”
Daren gave me a devilish smile. This was the Dom I knew. He could be
quite twisted when he wanted to be. “I asked,” he said with a shrug of his
shoulders. “In fact, I told him about you. Said you might be giving him a
call.”
“You what?” I nearly shouted. I couldn’t believe he’d told this man I
might be interested in anything without talking to me, let alone the
purchase of another human being.
Daren looked around us, and I followed his gaze. Everyone in the
restaurant was looking at us. That was something we definitely didn’t need,
so I lowered my voice to almost a whisper. “Explain.”
“Look, when I saw the girl, I thought of you. She has brown hair and blue
eyes. I know how much you like brunettes.”
I scowled, but he ignored me. “She’s really pretty, and scared to death
from what I could see,” he said pointedly before continuing. “So I simply
asked Ian if he was planning to keep her now that she was fully trained. He
asked if I was interested. I told him no, but that I knew of someone who
might be.” He shrugged. “I didn’t tell him you’d be looking for a
submissive, though, Stephan. If you do this, you’ll have to go in acting like
you’re looking for a slave.”
My mind raced. If I did buy her, what would I do with her? What would
she be like?
I couldn’t just leave her there that was certain, not if she was there against
her will. It just wasn’t in me. If I could help, then I had to.
Could I do what needed to be done? Could I treat a woman like a piece of
meat? Buy her?
But how could I not, given the alternative?
“Okay.”
 

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