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Trained by Her Daddy
Shelly Douglas
Published by Blushing Books
An Imprint of
ABCD Graphics and Design, Inc.
A Virginia Corporation
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Charlottesville, VA 22901
©2020
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Shelly Douglas
Trained by Her Daddy
EBook ISBN: 978-1-64563-490-4
Print ISBN: 978-1-64563-491-1
Audio ISBN: 978-1-64563-492-8
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Cover Art by ABCD Graphics & Design
This book contains fantasy themes appropriate for mature readers only. Nothing in this book should be interpreted as Blushing Books' or the author's advocating any non-consensual sexual activity.
Contents
Chapter 1
Sitting in front of a blank computer screen, I tapped a white lacquered nail on the thick glass that topped my desk. My publisher had recently suggested I spend a week at his father’s house to understand how a submissive and dominant really live together.
Was he kidding?
A familiar ping rang out from my computer, indicating I’d received a new e-mail. And damn if it wasn’t the devil himself, Jake Wolk.
Lori,
My father and I are anxiously awaiting your response.
Jake
With fingers perched on the keys, my intent was to send him an e-mail politely declining his offer. But then I pulled my hands from the computer keyboard and gazed at the lit screen.
The same year my fifth grisly murder mystery novel made it to the New York Times bestseller list, I watched with surprise as an unknown erotic romance author published a trilogy of successful kinky novels. And soon after taking the literary world by storm, she was asked to turn her stories into screenplays. So, why couldn’t I do that? I’m a professional fiction writer, so how difficult could it be to create an erotic BDSM scene, right?
Wrong.
In a hurry to have the series of sexy stories I’d written under a sultry pen name published, I quickly submitted them to an up-and-coming BDSM publisher. But to my horror, one by one each book died a dramatic death on all the retailer sites. It reminded me of the female victim in my last suspense novel, who had a brick tied to her ankle by the perpetrator before getting hoisted into the deep end of a swimming pool.
I can only imagine Jake’s disappointment in my sales—after all, I’d been an established author and my ranking had soared on Amazon. So, there was no doubt in my mind he hoped I’d give a boost to his new publishing company. It was right after my most recent novel tanked that he decided to be honest with me and suggested we have a conversation via Skype.
During our meeting, he said it was obvious I had no knowledge of BDSM, and my books were too sweet and light
