Lessons Learned…the Old Fashioned Way

Mmm – yes I might be talking about spanking. Jessie not only needs one but is craving being taken in hand. This is entirely different than the D/s relationship and journey she is going through with Luke. She simply wants more discipline and he happens to have difficulty spanking her. On Becoming His – Lessons Learned is coming out this weekend so here is a long taste for you. Please enjoy.


He heard an odd rustle and turned to face the door. Seeing nothing, his sixth sense kicked in. Jessie was near. Smiling to himself, he could almost smell her perfume wafting under the door. What surprises did the luscious woman have in store for him? Something caught his eye in the dim lighting. Luke walked forward until he was able to see a folded piece of paper. As he leaned over and picked it up, the very fragrance of her perfume, one he’d never forget, wafted across his nose. ‘Red’ was very much anon-becoming-his-book-3-revised-march-no-ben-500x800 appropriate scent for Jezebel, sultry with a tinge of rebellion.

He held the paper to his nose, drinking in her sweet essence, and his cock twitched, his hunger growing. Luke couldn’t help but laugh. The woman knew how to get to him. Easing back into the light, Luke unfolded the note and while he wasn’t surprised, he was taken aback by the vehemence of her words.

I needed you to know my Luke… My Sir

I will be truthful at all times with my Sir as well as with myself

I will strive every day to be a better and more loving person

I will honor my Sir in every act and every word, realizing the reflection of our life I share

I will understand I will falter in my behavior and learn to forgive my misguided ways

I will never fault my Sir for punishment given

I will ask for what I want, knowing I may not be allowed

I will learn how to please him in my continual journey into devotion

I will willingly take any punishment Sir requires without complaining, allowing my inner self to learn

I will educate myself every day with regard to our journey in order to completely embrace the lifestyle and my place

I will realize my Sir will falter in his methodology and help him understand more about my inner being and our combined desires

I will never deny him sex for any reason, as the shared intimacy is a special connection and one that must grow stronger

I will never disrespect my Sir in public

I will strive to become more spiritual in my thoughts and needs about our lifestyle

I will allow him control in every aspect of my life, knowing he only wants the very best for me

I will promise to love and cherish his needs above my own

I will honor his requests and relish as my own

Luke & Jessie's KissI will forever give him reasons to want more 

I will…love 

I promise


The very words were stilling and for a few minutes he read and re-read the passage. She was longing to become everything he wanted, but he so hoped everything the beauty was truly understanding of the requirements as well. Holding the paper to his head, he more than cherished Jessie. She was the most incredible woman he’d ever met. Now if he could only do their journey justice. Luke walked back toward his desk, placing his hand on top of the written promise and closed his eyes, his heart aching.

Waiting for a few more minutes, Luke opened the door and eased out into the living room. He wasn’t able to sense her presence, but a light wafting of her favorite scent of candles drew him toward the dining room. Luke could see a warm glow coming from the cozy space, a soft flicker of what had to be several candles adorning one of her favorite spaces in the house. The very table nestled inside was the one she wrote her sensual poems, meant for him alone, and the same room where she added passages in her intimately personal journal. The very one he’d asked her to begin the very first month they’d considered sharing a life together.

He could hear a combination of jazz music mixing with the incredible sound of her lilting voice and for a few seconds he stood still, drinking in the revered slice of peace. For all he was as a Dom, he was a man in love first and foremost. Inhaling deeply, the fragrance of night blooming jasmine and the exotic scent of her perfume was enough to drive his cock hard against the tight confines of his pants. Jessie was a woman like no other he’d ever known before.  For every prowess she possessed in her career and the sass she showed around her friends and family, Jezebel belonged to him and the realization was more than amazing. Her choice to give him alone this gift was an honor and one he refused to ever betray.

Clenching his fists, Luke took a few steps, moving inside the dining room. Instantly tension eased from his aching muscles. The vision of Jezebel gazing out the window, her back to him, was perhaps one of the most incredible sights he’d had in a long time. There was something so enticing about the length of her slender back, the slip of her waist and her full hips. Even in the shadowed light reflected by the candles, he could make out every intricate detail of the crimson teddy she wore. From the deep ‘V’ hitting just above the crack of her ass to the delicate lace edging every surface, and the tiny silk straps seductively holding the exquisite piece on her voluptuous body, the look was one of pure femininity. Luke was breathless.

As if sensing his presence, Jezebel turned to face him, a smile curling across her mouth. “My Sir made me wait.”

“Yes and you are breathtaking. Perfection.” His voice was husky, desire causing his heart to race. The woman had such an intense effect on him.

Nibbling on her bottom lip, she eased forward. “And you’re very forgiven.”

Luke growled, allowing the throaty sounds to float across the table. This moment wasn’t about him being her Dom or the woman standing in front of him being completely submissive. Right now this was about a reconnection of their souls. He’d been gone more than he’d been home the last two months. “And you’re stepping out of line.” He couldn’t help but smile. Glancing around the perimeter of the room, he marveled at her sense of detail, the way she could make any occurrence sensational.

“Would you like some wine?” Jessie asked, giving him a heated look.

He noticed her voice was quivering and wondered why. Of course. The text. Smiling, he nodded. “I’d love some.” Moving closer, Luke placed the tips of his fingers on top of the table, dragging them as he moved closer to her, his eyes never leaving her face. The light sheen covering her skin was sexy, inviting. Suddenly he was just about as hungryA moment of being his as he’d ever been. As she poured the ruby colored wine, he reflected on the moment he met her almost a year ago. The overcrowded club had been full of people dancing the night away. Jessie was with friends. He’d noticed her from afar and the moment they’d locked eyes, he knew then he wanted her and had to own her.

His entire body trembling in exasperation, he continued brushing his fingers back and forth across the table as he inched closer, lightly digging his nails into the blond wood. The closer he came toward her the more easily he could see just how nervous she was.

Jessie licked her lips and gave him a darted glance. “I made your favorite dinner.”

“Mmm… And what’s for dessert?” Luke flanked her side, not touching but simply crowding her space.

“I don’t know. That’s for my Sir to decide.” Wrapping her hand around a single crystal stem, she lifted the glass toward him, her eyes remaining unblinking.

Taking the wineglass, Luke cocked his head slightly before taking a sip. “Perfect. Have some with me.”

Jessie didn’t move, as if waiting for his distinct approval.

Bringing the glass to his lips, he took a larger sip and lowered his head as he cupped her face, tilting her chin upwards. Luke captured her mouth, instantly allowing the warm tangy liquid to be passed from his mouth to hers. After she’d swallowed, he pressed his tongue inside until their tongues entwined. There was nothing like the taste of her sweet mouth.

She moaned and gripped his forearm, her fingers digging into his skin.

Luke broke the kiss and licked around her lips. When he eased back he nipped her nose. “Come and sit down. Let’s talk a little before dinner.”

Nodding, she reached for her wine, her hand shaking. She eased into the closest chair, folding her legs under her.

The mere sight of her full breasts pushing past the lacy material was so powerful he wanted nothing more than to drag her over the table, thrusting his cock deep inside of her. But tonight wasn’t about indulging in his needs, but those belonging to Jessie. And she needed affirmation from him. Pulling out a chair, he sat down slowly and continued to study her eyes, the very entrance to such a complicated soul. “Tell me about your week.” The question seemed to surprise her.


Jezebel Waters and Luke Brennan entered into a D/s life together, exploring and learning the sacred concepts of trust, love, understanding, willingness to please, submission and utter devotion. Their journey was ongoing and in her mind, she embraced every aspect, including control — his control. Luke was a strict disciplinarian but also a passionate mate, who gave her his entire heart, soul and most importantly – his total acceptance of all of her. In turn, she was required to give him every aspect of herself, no matter what he asked. There were challenges along the way and while Jessie was committed to obeying, she was after all, willful. But there were reasons… Luke was hiding things from her.

Luke was a haunted man, one who held a secret close to his heart, and his past threatened to derail everything they shared together. Questioning his ability as her Dom had become a daily event and in turn he was disputing her devotion. During a course of events, both Luke and Jessie were required to face their respective demons as they moved forward into the world of BDSM, including an entrance into the dark world he’d left behind years before. His greatest fear? Losing her forever when she discovers his secret.

Share the story of Jessie and Luke as they continue on an emotional journey. For Jessie she must delve deep into her psyche, not only beginning to understand her willingness to become Luke’s submissive in every way. She also must comprehend exactly what the new beginning would entail — trust and control. For Luke, he must learn to balance his need to have devotion and obedience with patience. Jessie’s struggles to embrace every aspect of the lifestyle forced him to face the fact he was still a man, one very much in love as well as vulnerable. True love somehow refuses to be denied.

On Becoming His, the first in the series, introduces you to Jessie and Luke. On Becoming Her Sir, will further delve into their exploration of the lifestyle and the challenges they both must face, both personally and together as a couple as they move deeper into aspects of D/s as well as BDSM. Can they survive the pitfalls to obtain what few ever achieve, the most committed and very powerful of relationships? Only their continued journey will tell…

The journey will never end. It is only the beginning…

I so hope you enjoyed…

Kisses   xxx


About Cassandre Dayne

Cassandre Dayne is the pseudo for the best selling author of romantic suspense and thrillers
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