
The Edge is a training company with a difference. Its weekend clients come for classes in bondage and domination, not team building and problem solving. The management, staff and customers of The Edge do not lead boring lives. In fact they have a habit of getting themselves into all kinds of trouble. Put Dominant, possessive alpha males together with bratty, loveable submissives and sparks are bound to fly.
These Tales from The Edge are their stories.
Reaching the Edge: When you reach the edge, you can't avoid taking a leap of faith. Joe Dexter leads a complicated life. In one world he is a consultant criminal psychologist—in another he runs The Edge, a successful corporate training company. He's also an active Dom in the London BDSM scene. A social call to The Underground, a club owned by an old friend, turns into much more when Joe is introduced to a prospective sub. Falling hard for the boy's tumbling blonde curls, huge blue eyes and desperate need for protection, Joe carefully coaxes him out of his shell. By the end of an intense weekend, unbreakable bonds have been forged and Joe is well on the way to becoming Olly's Master. Joe knows that there is trauma in Olly's past, but it is not until his professional and private lives collide that Joe discovers the truth. He knows he shouldn't have let Olly out of his sight but it's too late—Olly's old Master is back on the scene and he's not in the mood to forgive and forget. With Olly's life on the line, Joe risks everything to save him. Has Joe found his perfect submissive only to lose him in a horrible twist of fate, or will love win the day? They've reached the edge and there's no avoiding a leap of faith.



Excerpt:
From ‘Double-Edged Sword'
“Don’t fret, sweetheart, you’ll have me in your mouth soon enough, but first I want to make sure you understand that your body now belongs to me.” Becket walked to the back of the room and pulled a few things from hooks on the wall. He laid the items on top of a spanking bench and adjusted some fastenings. “Now, a few accessories to heighten your pleasure. Hold your arms out.” Becket kept his voice low and firm. Christian trusted him and he didn’t want that to change. “These are opera gloves. Have you worn them before?” He removed the wrist cuffs then slipped one long black leather glove up Christian’s slender arm.
“No, Sir, I haven’t.” The glove was edged with D-rings. Its twin, which Becket pulled onto Christian’s other arm, was edged with buckled leather straps.
“Now stand and put your arms behind your back again.” As soon as Christian was upright, Becket started pushing straps through D-rings and buckling them tightly. He began at Christian’s wrists and gradually worked his way up the length of his arms leaving the straps slightly longer the closer they were to Christian’s shoulders. When he was done Christian’s arms were locked tightly behind his back from wrist to shoulder.
“Perfect.” Becket tested the fit carefully. “Anything pinching?”
“No, Sir, they feel…” Christian hesitated.
“Tell me, Christian, how do they make you feel?”
“I don’t… Good, Sir,” Christian admitted with a shy smile.
“You look spectacular. Now stand nice and still.” Becket fetched another item and held it up so that Christian could see. “Pretty, isn’t it?” The bulbous glass plug glimmered in the dim light. Becket loved the feel of it, cool, smooth and unyielding.
“It’s big, Sir.” Christian’s eyes were wide and his expression anxious.
“It is, and that’s why I’ll be using plenty of lube. Come and bend over the bench.”
Christian got into position, resting his chest on the bench, spreading his legs wide. Becket slicked his fingers and slipped one into Christian’s hot passage, stretching him gently. “Fingers first, then the plug, okay?”
Christian nodded breathlessly and wiggled his arse a little.
“Cheeky brat.” Becket added a second digit, then a third. He took his time even though he wanted to be rougher. When he was happy that Christian was ready he coated the plug with lube and pressed it gently against his entrance. “Relax for me.”
Christian was so pliant and obedient, the plug penetrated smoothly and Becket pushed it into place, enjoying Christian’s little gasps of pleasure. “Very good.”
Christian vibrated at the slight praise and kept perfectly still as Becket bound a long leather thong around the base of his balls.
“I was going to put you in chastity but I’d have to let you come first and I’d rather keep you wanting for a while yet,” Becket said softly. He tied off the leather and leant back against the spanking bench, admiring his handiwork. With his gaze fixed on Christian’s body, Becket lowered his zip and allowed his engorged cock to spring free. He sighed with relief.
Without being asked, Christian dropped to his knees in front of him and looked up hopefully.

Author Bio: L M lives in a small village in the English countryside, surrounded by rolling hills, cows and sheep. She started writing to fill time between jobs and is now firmly and unashamedly addicted. She loves the English weather, especially the rain, and adores a thunderstorm. She loves good food, warm company and a crackling fire. She's fascinated by the psychology of relationships, especially between men, and her stories contain some subtle (and not so subtle) leanings towards BDSM.
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