I’m good at my job. That’s what got me into trouble.The New York State Library found a partial copy of William Blake's First Book of Urizen, and they called a team of experts to authenticate it. I was one of those experts and I was the only one to identify it as a clever fake. It turns out, I was right. That’s what made me famous in the world of rare book antiquities.Six months later, my supervisor at the Boston Public Li...

Criss-crossed and knotted, cutting and cut, the binding ropeHolds me, folds me, remolds me to a creature of chainsAnd locks. A creature of silent craving, biting my gag.I’m never so much myself, as when you fasten the collar.My Sade. My Rousseau. My love, wielding the whip.Do not let me go until you come. Cord and steel holds me together until you comeTo me. Into me. In me. Until there is no rope,No restraint, no limit, n...

Zee walked into the bar like she owned it. Like she owned it and wanted to burn it down. She strode over to the pretty, green-eyed bartender without acknowledging the five men gawking at her."Where is she?" Zee demanded."You know, if you gave me your cell phone number I could call you when she comes in," said the bartender. Zee usually liked the tease in her voice but tonight, she was too impatient."I've told you, Brandy;...