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A Submissive Plaything

My Stepfather's Plaything

WARNING!! IT CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND THEMES OF BDSM AS WELL AS PARENTAL ABUSE. Kennedy Lowe is the golden daughter of Hollywood royalty — flawless, untouchable, and used to being adored. But when a scandal forces her to flee Los Angeles, she is sent across the ocean to live at Greystone Hollow, the Cotswold estate owned by her British stepfather, Julian Thorne Pembroke— a man twice her age, old money aristocrat, and dangerously magnetic. On the surface, Greystone is the perfect sanctuary — elegant, serene, and steeped in aristocratic tradition. But beneath its fresh air and posh luxuries lies a house of rules, secrets, and quiet hungers. What begins as fascination turns into obsession, and soon Kennedy and Julian find themselves entangled in a forbidden affair — one that threatens reputations, legacies, and the fragile alliance holding their fractured family together. All while Kennedy navigates elite British society, infiltrates London’s cruel upper circles, and discovers that not all secrets remain hidden–especially ones that would shake the British royalty and threaten connections and positions. As her mother returns to reclaim both her daughter and her spot as Julian’s wife, and old money rivals close in threatening to break down everything that had been built, Julian must choose: protect her innocence, or burn it all down to taste freedom — and the man she was never meant to have. Soon, she learns men don’t always have good intentions and she may have been grasping at straws to be with Julian. *** “I thought you loved me. I gave up everything to be with you!” I screamed at him as tears ran down my face. My nose and ears were red and for the first time, I didn’t care about my appearance. “Sure you’re a cute little toy to play with, but you couldn’t possibly think I had feelings for you. It’s not my fault you threw away everything for a fling with the man married to your mother.” He replied casually with a shrug. The British accent I had grown to love so much didn’t sound as enigmatic. His words were like little knives digging into my heart. “I wish I never met you!” I screamed at him. He closed the gap between us and stroked my cheek delicately while he wiped my tears with his thumb. “That’s not true,” he said, his words dripping like honey, “You know why? Because no one can fuck you as good as I can.” He pulled away to kiss me. You know what the worst part was? I kissed him back with equal passion and we fell back to our old patterns.
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