Candace Sin City is home, the one place where sinners come to play. I guess that's why I fit so well. I've sinned many times, and will continue to do so until my very last breath. My life's work is sin, at least, that's what those conservative bitches would call it. I call it something different. Release. The look in the face of my submissive after a scene is the only confirmation that I need that I'm in the right job. Getting paid hourly to bring the most powerful men and women to their knees. Kneeling before the one person who holds all of the control. Me. Drake She walks into my club every Friday night, every single person in here knows just exactly who she is. Candace. One of the most well known Domme's in Vegas. Everything about her is a mystery. The woman is as closed off as they come. Her walls are high, and dammit if they don't make me want to break them down. I've wanted her for ages. Who wouldn't? There's only one problem. I'm a Dom, and she's made it very clear she's not a switch. How much do you want to bet that she won't be switched when I'm done with her?

Miss. Sharpe I don't mix business with pleasure, or at least, that's what I told myself. I decided to check out a local club instead of waiting until my next trip out to L.A. When I saw one of my client's daughter's . . . it was the most mortifying moment of my life. Somehow, I've always been able to keep my two lives separate. The one that I lead during the day, is quite a bit different than how I am at night. While I take charge in every aspect being a criminal defense lawyer, it's elevated to the extreme in my personal life. I demand submission with every step that I take. Little did I know that night when I saw Candace, she would stir up a discussion that might potentially lead me to the one thing I've always wanted. She's handed me the golden goose so to speak, a male submissive who is looking for a Mistress like me. I'm over the play dates, the quick fucks and romp in the sack. I want something more, and now I may have the opportunity to get it. Only, things are never easy. When parts of the past start crawling out of the woodwork and stirring up drama, I have to ask myself: is it worth it?