... And I'm back!

Hello everyone!

I took a break a few months ago to clear my head and take care of a few personal things, but now I'm back with a brand new series.

Cassandra Von Gates had it all: a lucrative modeling contract, a gorgeous apartment, her face on every magazine and website that was worth a damn, and a viscous temper on a hair trigger. Her tantrums were nearly as famous as her looks and quickly leading to her downfall. After another of her infamous outbursts, Cassandra finds herself in a desperate situation with nowhere left to go.

That is until Gerard Naciri calls. Gerard is a fashion mogul who has wanted her as a model and a lover for years. The problem was the only women he was interested in were spliced women and Cassandra refused to alter her body, especially if it was going to leave her lactating all the time. Then there were the rumors about what went on behind the closed doors of his mansion, the rumors that Gerard never denies. Cassandra wanted to throw the offer right back in the pervert's face, but with bills mounting and no job offers in sight, the superstar may have to break every promise she ever made to herself.

Enjoy.

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B075WFGHPM/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1506344144&sr=8-2&keywords=sophia+duront

Here's an excerpt to whet your appetite.

Before Cassandra knew what had happened, Gerard had her bent over the edge of the bed. She let out a shriek as he yanked up her dress and then ripped her panties down. Her rear was on full display for her new housemates and a chorus of giggles quickly followed. Thrashing this way and that, Cassandra tried to get away, but Gerard had a firm grip on the back of her dress. He brought his hand down like a hammer, cracking her straight across the ass. It took Cassandra by surprise more than anything else, but then the blows kept coming and they came hard.

“Ow! Enough, enough! Ow, ow, ow! Ger— Ow! Stop it!” Cassandra cried, cheeks burning from embarrassment.

“If you are going to act like a brat, I am going to punish you like one. I warned you that I wouldn’t tolerate your bullshit, but you just had to push my buttons, didn’t you?” he demanded, striking her once again. Her cheeks had gone from lightly tan to rosy red.

“You can’t do this to me! I’m a grown woman! You can’t punish me like a child!” she cried, tears rolling down her cheeks. His hands were rock hard and each strike brought a fresh lance of pain.

“Then why are you acting so childishly, hmm? Why throw a tantrum like that? Why throw a tantrum in my office? Until you can start acting like an adult, I’m going to have to keep punishing you! I won’t have you acting this way anymore!”

“I won’t, I won’t! Just stop! Stop! It hurts so bad,” she shouted, burying her face in a pillow.

“That may be true, but I don’t trust it. I need to know you won’t pull this shit again!” he snarled, slamming his hand down with each word. Cassandra’s back arched with each strike and her wails filled the room. Behind her, Zoey and Simone kept giggling and cheering Gerard on. The pain was bad enough, but their taunts from behind her back were worse. They brought with them a shame that was more difficult to endure than any spanking. Other people might get laughed at, but not Cassandra, until today at least. Her face was nearly as red as her backside and she hid her face to keep them from seeing how wounded she truly was. A part of her wanted to cry out more, beg Gerard for mercy and tell him whatever he wanted to just make it end, but she couldn’t. She was too proud and so Cassandra bit the pillow and endured his unceasing assault.

“You’re ass is getting pretty red, Cassandra. Ready to apologize?” Gerard asked with a mocking tone.

“No! Tire yourself out for all I care,” she spat.

“You’ll learn that it takes a lot to tire me out, especially when I get this excited,” Gerard chuckled. “I assure you, you give up before I ever do.”

“Screw you, Gerard! Ow! I can take—Ow! I can take it!”

“Let’s just see about that,” he declared. His hand stopped, giving Cassandra a brief moment of relief. As she caught her breath, she heard the distinct sound of metal clinking on metal and the sound of something being dragged along fabric. Her eyes widened with dread and she whipped her head around. Gerard had pulled out his belt.