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Hannah Armstrong, the new principal of Santana High School is a complete ball buster, so Mack Garner, her drama teacher, thinks. Her cutbacks to his department’s budget will force him to scrimp on his students—something he refuses to do. The stubborn woman won’t listen to reason so he’s taking matters into his own hands. He devises a plan to secretly replenish the money that is surefire, as long as he’s not found out. By stripping under the stage name The Dom and using an ironclad disguise at Iron Rods, Austin’s only strip club for women, he and his hard body will have his program flush again and soon.
But Hannah Armstrong has secrets of her own. The rigid, by-the-rules school administrator harbors dark desires to surrender to the titillation of BDSM. She needs a man—a real man—who can melt her inhibitions and master her. Exploring the lifestyle is a dangerous proposition for a small town principal though. Any whiff of scandal would destroy her career. She’s nearly given up on the dream until she meets a masked Dom at Iron Rods. The gorgeous male stripper so far away in Austin seems like the perfect solution. Is there a chance she can satisfy her furtive fantasies without being discovered?
Warning – this book contains graphic sex, interesting characters, and touches of humor.
We first saw Bron the Dom at the competition for the new dancer hires. Masked and mysterious, he easily won a place. His goal is simple, make money to fund the drama program at his school and help pay for the field trip the club is planning. That’s right folks, he’s keeping his identity a secret because he’s a teacher and his real name is Mack.
Now Hannah is a different story, she is the principal where Mack teaches. She is responsible for the cuts to the drama program. She has her sites on Mack using his other degree, the Math one to teach summer school so those seniors accepted into college will graduate.
Before Mack agrees to teaching he wants her to beg him, just like he begged for her not to cut his funding. He gets a lot more than he expected with that one. This is a favorite scene.
“No, no, no. You have to put some heart behind it,” Garner insisted, his fist pounding her desk. “I won’t agree to do anything unless I believe you’re sincere. I’m a trained actor, so it had better be good.”
“Seriously?” “I want to be convinced you really mean it. Otherwise, no deal.”
The muscles in her back and shoulders tightened. Oh, I’ll give you convincing, all right. You want me to beg? I’ll give you the begging performance of the century. You’ll hand me an Oscar when I’m through, you insolent son of a bitch. She regarded the man so many people adored and reminded herself of her primary mission— dig the school out of its “Improvement Required” status— then closed her eyes.
Drawing in a breath, she cleared her mind of everything except the one man who had already mastered her in many private fantasies. The elusive being to whom she would willingly submit. Willingly beg.
The Dom of her dreams. He, the powerful male both strong and gentle, waited in shadowy relief in her mind’s eye. Though darkness masked his face, she could make out the flogger in his hand. Its many strips of leather dangled from a wooden handle.
Her Master raised the tool.
“Touch the tresses. Feel how soft they are.”
His voice, low and steady, enveloped her as if being wrapped in a comforting blanket, shielding her from any doubts and fears.
“Yes, Sir.” She leaned forward, her arm outstretched.
“On your knees,” he instructed. “When I hold this flogger, you must always be on your knees to touch it. You will show my most favorite tool proper and unfailing respect. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” Naked and unafraid, she fell to both knees before him, and then ran her fingers through the long pieces of lambskin. Unimaginably supple, the tresses were like velvet to the touch.
“Place your hands on the floor.”
Without a moment’s hesitation, she did so, splaying her fingers and bracing herself.
Her shadow Master moved behind her, trailing the ends of the leather strips down her bare back and onto her ass. Her nerves, heightened and tingling with expectancy, danced beneath every inch of her skin. Her body ached, truly ached, to feel the biting sting of the tresses.
“Now beg,” he ordered. “Beg me to do what I know you want. What I know you need.”
Hannah’s eyelids flew open, taking in Mack Garner. As though still in her dream, her mouth moved unbidden and gave voice to words originating from her very soul.
“Please. Oh, God, please,” she pleaded on an exhale, desperation tingeing her tone. “I want this so badly. I need this. Please, do this for me.”
The smirk on Garner’s face melted. His cheeks sagged. With the exception of the dazed look glazing his eyes, which were now the size of baseballs, his face transformed to a blank slate.
“Sincere enough for you, Mr. Garner?” she asked.
“Uhh,” Garner muttered before visibly swallowing. “Tha… that works for me.” He shuffled back a step and tripped over his own booted feet. His hand shot out for the back of the chair, but missed the mark. He nearly fell ass over elbows to the floor before awkwardly regaining his balance.
Brenna Zinn. Unmasked Secrets (Kindle Locations 481-512). Brenna Zinn.
Hot, sexy, funny with enough tension to keep it all very intriguing. Don’t miss the special bonus chapter at the end!
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