Novels of collars, kneeling and display, for women who’d like to be looked at, taken in hand, and very thoroughly satisfied.
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A Pet Play Office Erotica
The dress code is business formal. The job comes with a collar.
Samantha Cross is applying to be a corporate pet: naked on duty, obedient to commands, and available to the people she’s placed with. She’s read the specification. She wants the job.
Then she meets Copper, a red-haired companion who takes being a good girl very seriously. Watching her demonstration makes it difficult to concentrate. Taking part makes it harder still—and the placement director hasn’t finished asking questions.
Samantha came prepared to explain her experience. Now she has to show it.
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Georgie and Louise told themselves it was just a costume party. But kneeling on the floor, naked and collared in front of thirty strangers, neither of them could hide their bodies, or their arousal.
Emma Blackwell doesn’t believe in magic, until a bronze collar locks around her throat and a Fae lord steps from the shadows to claim her. A primal hunt through Oxford’s moonlit streets, her freedom against the pleasure of surrender.
On the colony of New Viridia, bare skin is the dress code for women. Eva Ashford signs up for a new life and finds her body on display at all times, and her arrogant lab partner daring her to stop hiding how much she likes it.
Every lunch hour, Clare slips out of the office to a booth in the shopping centre, where she lets a stranger decide what happens next.
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A graduate at Pellbrook Hale, a London firm in the Collar Civilisation, has left her HR portal open. Her training transcript, her correction file and her masturbation log are all still there, and nobody has signed her out.
In the Sussex show ring, ponygirls are bitted, belled and judged on how well they move and how still they stand. The Harness Pony Society has put its members’ records online. Somewhere in them is how a chartered surveyor became a show pony, and who ended up holding her reins.
Short fiction, serials and artwork from the Collar Civilisation, a world where submission is a public institution and women are the happier for it.
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At Casa Solenne, a luxury resort, all-inclusive includes you. Two friends book a bargain holiday that comes with a collar, and one of them finds she rather likes being at the other guests’ disposal. Public display and submission, with sunshine and a sense of humour.