Diana Philbrick

Caged In The Bayou Diana Philbrick

There are two kinds of female beauty--wholesome and erotic. Men marry wholesome, but they dream about erotic. Margot Delaunay fell solidly into the latter group. Her silky light-brown skin, her long hair, her sultry face and smoking-hot body excited men. When her step-father overstepped, she ran away to New Orleans and found a job as a lap dancer/stripper. Nothing else paid as well; moreover, the leering stares and desperate yearnings of the club's patrons didn't bother her. On the contrary, she enjoyed teasing men from the safety of her faux cage; it was fun to excite them then walk away, her perky bare ass rolling in contempt. This was her mental state when Logan Whittaker, a rich attorney from a wealthy Southern family, offered her a lucrative slave contract.

At first, his offer offended her, but the more she thought about it, the more she realized that this was an opportunity to parlay her sexual indifference into a once-in-a-lifetime payday. What she didn't realize was that her frigidity was just a hard shell. Inside, there was a sexual wildcat raging for release. Every step she took into submission compelled her to take another even more daring one. It wasn't until she was naked and harnessed, part of a pony-girl team, that she understood the dilemma--her indifference had turned into a compulsion. She was terrified of getting more deeply involved in submission, psychologically incapable of giving it up, and unable to remain where she was. In a word, screwed.