When Avery Callahan got a text from an unknown number, she never imagined she'd end up begging at the feet of its sender.
Yet that's exactly where she finds herself barely twenty-four hours later.
On her knees, naked, terrified, and more turned-on than she ever dreamed possible.
It's embarrassing enough that this stranger knows her secrets, her fears, her darkest fantasies. But in his hands, they're no longer confessions. They're a leash—and he knows exactly how hard to pull.
His demands are humiliating. Explicit. Inescapable.
She thought she could fight back. That she could run. But he's thought of everything, closed every door, leaving her with only one option: obey.
And somehow, in the heat of her surrender, she stops asking when it will end and starts dreading the moment it does.
