The Master of Linden Manor

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When Colleen O’Connor finds the perfect life scripted by her overbearing parents rocked by divorce, she is ready for a change of scenery. She hopes a trip to Ireland to handle some undisclosed family business will not only provide an escape from her troubles, but also from the troubling dreams involving sex with a masked man in a stone circle. But when she finds out that the business she’s sent to oversee involves the sale of the family’s estate, she has a new dilemma on her hands.

Linden Manor is the only place where Colleen ever felt at home, and her connection to the estate is reinforced when an old flame, Declan, resurfaces. Her hidden love of Ireland unfolds along with her hidden sexual desires as Declan awakens her to long-repressed submissive tendencies. Can Colleen save her childhood home? And could the man who masters her sexual needs also be the man of her strange dreams?
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Chapter One: Dreaming & Waking

My naked body was prone in the darkness. Moving my hands, I found that they had been bound above my head by soft leather straps. A quick unnerving shiver shot through me, making my muscles shake against the cold rock that supported my weight under the soft velvet cloth on which I lay.

Torches flickered in the dark night around me, illuminating the masked faces of their naked bearers. Men and women, clad in nothing but ornate masks and long open cloaks, stood silently around the ancient stone circle as I waited for the ceremony to begin.

My feet dangled over the sides of the rock as my vulnerable body tensed with both fear and anticipation. My head shifted from side to side trying to see beyond the lit circle, taking in every minor detail I could.

Every movement and sound felt intensified by the watching eyes standing just out of reach. The gentle night mist prickled my skin as it fell lightly on my exposed breasts and stomach. A rustling from somewhere beyond my sight caught my attention. I lifted my gaze and tried to peer into the blackness beyond the lit circle.

Three men walked towards me. Each wore only a robe and a beautifully etched mask. First a tall man in a glimmering green cloak and matching green and gold mask entered the circle and took a place beside my left leg. His hidden eyes focused on my body. I felt like both prey and prize. A man in a red mask and cloak took his position opposite him at the side of my right leg. Both masks were more whimsical than frightening.? Finally a man in a white cloak appeared between my legs. His face was covered by a rich white cream mask covered in spiraling green etchings. A pair of crystal blue eyes were visible through the smooth surface of the mask and met mine. I wanted to say something, to ask what was happening, but something held my tongue silent.

In an instant, the men standing by my legs turned towards each other and let their large hands fall upon my soft skin. They gripped my ankles and pulled my legs into the air and spread them apart, fully exposing my trembling sex. My hands clenched around the leather bonds and tugged at them in vain. I wasn’t scared; I was calm. Something inside me knew what was happening, and that this was all part of an unspoken grandiose plan. They fastened my ankles to two more leather bonds as their hands stayed on my skin.

The man in white shed his cloak and revealed his perfectly chiseled body. His toned muscle reminded me of the countless Roman statues I’d studied in detail on my trips to Italy. His thighs were powerful and formed a stable base for the ‘V’ form of his body. His abs looked like they had been hewn from marble. The black hair of his toned chest stood out in contrast to his skin.

His arms were powerful and looked like he had honed by hard work. The muscles in my lower back and hips tensed, causing my ass to shift in preparation for whatever this man was about to do to me.

My eyes traveled down to his cock. In the cold night air it defied expectations and throbbed with his heartbeat. The tiniest amount of wetness coated my pussy as I felt a small tremor shoot from my toes to my head. The now naked masked man approached me. Standing between my legs with his cock jumping just a few inches away from my wanting pussy, he stopped and looked into my eyes. His fingertips ran up the inside of my thigh, sending shivers and tingles through my body. He barely brushed my vulva, and moved his hands outward to grasp my hips, pulling my body down the cloth towards him. My bonds stretched against his force.

As my body came to a rest, I could feel his cock sitting lightly against the wetness of my outer lips. The heat emanating from my body was magnified by his nearness. His eyes were hungry as they took in my body. The silence was broken by a low chant. I couldn’t make out the words; it was a language I had never heard before, but for some reason it was familiar.

Without warning he plunged into me, sinking his cock as deep as he could go. My body bucked against the rock as my hips rose to accommodate his cock. I gasped silently. He began to move to the rhythm of the chant, slowly and powerfully. With each thrust he pulled almost all the way out of me, leaving a brief empty, ache before he plunged back in. This was not fucking. It was not making love. I wasn’t even sure I would call it sex. It felt like we were two pieces of a larger puzzle and this was our part to play.

The stone felt colder amidst the heat of our passion. My body was responding to his every touch. I could feel his muscles tensing as my pussy contracted around him. The sound of his body ramming into me combined with the sounds of the chanting around us.

Beads of sweat dripped down his neck from under his mask. I wanted to see his face. I wanted to know this man who was consuming me in a torrent of ecstasy. I pulled at the leather straps holding me back, but it was no use. I was his to do what he wanted.

My legs began to tingle as a budding orgasm started to form deep within me. The two men holding my legs tightened their grip around my ankles as the small trembles of the oncoming climax grew into dramatic shaking. I was moaning, but no one could hear. The chanting had risen from a low backdrop into a choir of high and low melodies, filling my ears and drowning out the sound of my masked man’s thrusts. As their voices continued to rise, so did my impeding climax.? My masked man’s hands dug into my hips, sending a small stab of pain to mix with my pleasure. His muscles were now covered in a sheen of sweat. His grunts were barely audible as my moans mixed with the culminating chants around us.

I started to cum. My pussy contracted around his thick cock as he increased the speed of his pounding. My fingers found small crevices in the rock to cling to, as I sought to stabilize myself against his powerful body. My muscles tensed as my climaxing pussy wrapped around his cock, begging him to fill me up, and he complied. His thrusts became more primal as he let out a series of warm, thick shots of cum inside me. Wave after wave orgasmic wave ripped through my body as his cock emptied into me. I clawed at the rock and my leather straps as my body tried to ride the wave of my climax.

I could feel the men tending to my legs ease their grip and lower them back down to the cold rock supporting me. The chanting around me died down to a low murmur as my eyes tried to focus on the sky-clad bodies around me. My masked man was still inside me. My senses were utterly overwhelmed with pleasure, anticipation and confusion. I let my glance fall back to my man. His hands had already let go of my hips and were now traveling down my legs. He kept one hand on my still tingling calf as he brought the other one up to the chin of his mask. His finger reached under and began to reveal himself.

The sound of a door shutting combined with the dissolution of his face. I opened my eyes to find myself not in a stone circle, but in my own bedroom.

“Oh, were you sleeping?” My husband had walked in, still half in his suit.

“Yeah,” I rubbed my eyes and stared at the red numbers on the digital clock. “That’s what people do at 1:14 in the morning.” I was both pissed and happy to see that he was home.

“Sorry, things ran late in the office and I guess I just lost track of time.” He paused. “You know, new clients and all.” He was whispering, but it wasn’t like there was anyone else to wake up in our house. No kids, no guests, just him and me.

“Sure.” The overwhelming smell of his heavy cologne and sickeningly sweet mouthwash was apparent as he sat down on the side of the bed and began getting undressed.?

Was this what I had come to? I let my head fall back on to my pillow, hoping that sleep would come quickly and whisk me back into dreams, to anywhere but here. I pulled the covers up around my ears not only to deaden the sound of his rustling and rummaging. ?

My eyes closed, fighting back tears of frustration. I was no longer angry at him for his obvious betrayal. I was far more angry at myself for not having a plan, for not being proactive, for settling for this life. My marriage was nothing more than a legal agreement to let him climb the social ladder, and get my parents off my back, and with every passing day I was longing more and more for my freedom. The questions that were beginning to plague me were what toll was this taking, and at what cost would my freedom come?

Sleep came quicker than I thought, but it was dreamless.

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10 reviews for The Master of Linden Manor

  1. Laurel Lasky

    The author has shown more debth into the characters then previously. The storyline is facinating and well written. There is some mystery, suspense, erotic sex with some mild spanking. Colleen learns how freeing submission can be and Dulcan is the master who teaches her.

  2. Laurel Lasky

    The author has shown more debth into the characters then previously. The storyline is facinating and well written. There is some mystery, suspense, erotic sex with some mild spanking. Colleen learns how freeing submission can be and Dulcan is the master who teaches her.

  3. Redrabbitt

    I enjoyed this story with Declan and Colleen. I found Declan to be a sexy dominate man with a charming personality. Colleen has been a pawn used by her parents all her life, including picking the cheating husband, Dr. James Stuart, for her to marry. She catches him in the act and filing for divorce has her going to Ireland to the home her grandfather had, Linden Manor. What a shock to learn from the local attorney, she is there to represent the family and sale of the home, the one place that she feels she belongs. I love the plot, the deception, the domination, submission and freedom found. The dialogue was entertaining and the ending left me smiling.

  4. Redrabbitt

    I enjoyed this story with Declan and Colleen. I found Declan to be a sexy dominate man with a charming personality. Colleen has been a pawn used by her parents all her life, including picking the cheating husband, Dr. James Stuart, for her to marry. She catches him in the act and filing for divorce has her going to Ireland to the home her grandfather had, Linden Manor. What a shock to learn from the local attorney, she is there to represent the family and sale of the home, the one place that she feels she belongs. I love the plot, the deception, the domination, submission and freedom found. The dialogue was entertaining and the ending left me smiling.

  5. Firefly

    As Colleen drifted through life in a disillusioned haze she discovered that her husband is cheating on her. She had no great affection for him as it was an arranged marriage and takes the opportunity to divorce him. She travels to Ireland on business at the request of her father and meets up with Declan. As her relationship with Declan develops she appears to take control of her life and is able to save her ancestral home and find love.

  6. Firefly

    As Colleen drifted through life in a disillusioned haze she discovered that her husband is cheating on her. She had no great affection for him as it was an arranged marriage and takes the opportunity to divorce him. She travels to Ireland on business at the request of her father and meets up with Declan. As her relationship with Declan develops she appears to take control of her life and is able to save her ancestral home and find love.

  7. Meg

    Colleen has always been given whatever a woman could need, but she has never had what she truly desires. She wants to be claimed and loved, to feel controlled and needed. Discovering that her husband truly is the cheat she has always suspected, she takes matters into her own hands. Returning to Ireland and Linden Manor. Stress slips away as she reunites with old friends until she learns that her father is selling the manor – the same manor that was to be hers. She must learn to take a chance. Can she trust the man she had left years ago though had continued to dream of him for years? Can she give up her need for control so that she can find the freedom she seeks. What price is required to stand up to her father and step away from his shadow and could she afford to pay it to live her life, her way? Ms. Palisade draws a vivid picture of Ireland and makes you want to meet the people who live in and take care of the old manor. I enjoyed the journey and understand why Colleen felt that this was where she belonged.

  8. Meg

    Colleen has always been given whatever a woman could need, but she has never had what she truly desires. She wants to be claimed and loved, to feel controlled and needed. Discovering that her husband truly is the cheat she has always suspected, she takes matters into her own hands. Returning to Ireland and Linden Manor. Stress slips away as she reunites with old friends until she learns that her father is selling the manor – the same manor that was to be hers. She must learn to take a chance. Can she trust the man she had left years ago though had continued to dream of him for years? Can she give up her need for control so that she can find the freedom she seeks. What price is required to stand up to her father and step away from his shadow and could she afford to pay it to live her life, her way? Ms. Palisade draws a vivid picture of Ireland and makes you want to meet the people who live in and take care of the old manor. I enjoyed the journey and understand why Colleen felt that this was where she belonged.

  9. Marybeth

    This was a different kind of story. We start the story with Colleen having a dream of being spanked by a mystery man. As we progress in the story we learn that Colleen’s husband is not faithful to her. When Colleen finds out, she starts proceedings for divorce. She learns that her father has business that he wants her to oversee at Linden Manor, a place she felt safe when she was a child. So, she goes to Ireland while the divorce goes through. Once she gets there she gets together again with her childhood friends who are maids at the manor and then she meets her childhood love again. They do get together in the end and have their HEA. I liked this story. It was a little confusing with the dream sequences, but it was a good story. I give this 3 stars.

  10. Marybeth

    This was a different kind of story. We start the story with Colleen having a dream of being spanked by a mystery man. As we progress in the story we learn that Colleen??s husband is not faithful to her. When Colleen finds out, she starts proceedings for divorce. She learns that her father has business that he wants her to oversee at Linden Manor, a place she felt safe when she was a child. So, she goes to Ireland while the divorce goes through. Once she gets there she gets together again with her childhood friends who are maids at the manor and then she meets her childhood love again. They do get together in the end and have their HEA. I liked this story. It was a little confusing with the dream sequences, but it was a good story. I give this 3 stars.

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