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  Cuffed for Pleasure

  By JA Lafrance & Michael S. Mann

  © 2021, JA Lafrance and Michael S. Mann, All rights reserved.

  Cuffed For Pleasure

  Cuffed For Pleasure

  Edited by: Julie Lafrance and Michael Mann

  Formatted by: JA Lafrance

  Published by: JA Lafrance & Michael Mann

  Cover by: Julie Lafrance

  Copyright © 2021 by JA Lafrance & Michael Mann

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  Blurb

  Ryko "Spyder" Rymbersa, owner of the most exclusive kink and fetish club around, Master of his domain, and a single father.

  Not everything is as it seems in Ryko's life, he wants to find a woman who not only craves the kind of kinks that he craves but falls in love with his son Ryker.

  Larkin Pedience, a Shibari Mistress hiding from a secret that may eventually find her.

  She is tired of men who think that she is weak or dumb, and would love to find someone that challenges her.

  Spyder sees his future in Larkin's eyes, but is he ready to give in to someone that is his equal?

  Will Larkin’s secret damage what she has fought hard to get over?

  Will Larkin challenge Spyder's world, or will they learn what true give and take means?

  Table Of Contents

  Acknowledgment

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  About The Authors

  Back List

  Contact the Authors

  Acknowledgment

  We would like to thank you the readers for all your patience as we bring you Spyder and Larkin’s story.

  We understand that this is a cliffhanger, but we felt this story needed more time and more love.

  Prologue

  Spyder

  Five years ago.

  "Spyder, I can't do this shit anymore." Cadace waves her hand in the air as she cradles my son in her other arm, haphazardly.

  "What are you talking about, woman?" I growl as I watch my son slip from her grasp.

  "You don't see all the women who throw themselves at you? It's like you are this gigantic pussy magnet, and you crave the attention!" Her screech startles the little bundle, and he begins to screams.

  "For fuck sakes Cadace, give me Tanner, you are going to drop him!" I yell as I step closer to her and Tanner, with, my arms raised for her to hand over the tiny, precious bundle.

  She tosses her head back and laughs as she throws him at me. I watch in sheer horror as she grabs his blanket, and he begins to unravel. I feel like everything is in slow motion as I dive to catch my son before he hits the floor.

  "Awe the poor baby," she sneers before she walks up the stairs and the door slams behind her.

  I stumble a little as I bring Tanner to my chest. Before I can fall, I twist and land on my back, protecting my son's head as I land.

  "I've got you, my boy. No woman will ever come between us, including the woman that gave birth to you." I let the tears fall before I sit up and reach for my phone. I dial the nine-one-one operator and fill them in on what just transpired.

  Hanging up the phone I stand, with Tanner still cradled close to my chest.

  It doesn't take long for the police to show up at my door. I have a small bag already packed with my clothes and all the stuff I will need for Tanner.

  "Officer Tan and Officer Rose, we are responding to a call of child endangerment and abuse. Is that the child in question?" He nods his head towards Tanner.

  "Yes sir, the woman who threw him is upstairs in the bedroom on the left. I am taking myself and my son to this address for his safety.” I hand them over my business card before I continue. “Please come when you need to ask me any questions," I state and try to walk past. The petite female officer stands in front of me with her arms crossed and a scowl on her face.

  "If you leave this house with that little boy, I will arrest you and make sure you go where she is going." She growls, but it comes out more like a purr.

  "Officer Tan, I don't give a fuck if you think this is my fault. I have to protect my son, and being here when she is going to lose it, isn't protecting him. I gave you the address and my phone number. I'm not hiding anything, I just want to protect my son." I growl as Officer Rose looks at her, and she steps out of the way.

  I walk out ignoring the female officers’ scowling face, softly singing to Tanner his favorite song. Almost immediately he starts to fall asleep as I reach the SUV. I get him secured into his car seat and softly closed the door before looking back at the house.

  A couple of seconds later I see Cadace being dragged out of the house in handcuffs with the officers on either side of her, as she kicks and screams at both of them saying that she will make them suffer then she sees me standing by my car.

  "Spyder! You are dead! You and that fucking spawn of yours! Do you hear me? You are dead!" Then she starts trying to run at me, spitting everywhere as she lungs forward.

  Officers Rose and Tan latch onto her and dig their heels into the lawn to hold her back. Tan starts to tell Cadace to calm down and stop yelling when she twirls her head and headbutts Tan breaking her nose. Blood spraying all over Tan and Cadace did two things; one it pissed Cadace off. Two it causes Officer Tan to loosen her grip as Cadace takes advantage and starts running toward me.

  Tan pulls out her stun gun and shoots Cadace in the back, as the electrical discharge drops her in her tracks she lands face-first on the ground. Sobs and drool start dripping out of her mouth but the fury in her eyes tells me that she is going to stay true to her word.

  "Goodbye Cadace," I state as I slide into the driver seat and close the door. Pulling away from that hell swearing that I will never return to her or the toxic relationship that we had.

  “I promise buddy, it will always be you and me against the world,” I whisper as I watch my son sleep in the review mirror.

  Chapter One

  Spyder

  Today

  Slowly I walk into my bedroom pulling off this noose or bow tie and the offending black jacket.

  God, I hate getting all dressed up fancy for anything, but today was special so I was willing to suffer the uncomfortable feeling of being in a tuxedo.

  It’s not often that your best friend gets married, you don’t get to be the Best Man to the man that gave you his blind loyalty, very often.

  After laying the tie and jacket on the bed I walk over to the dresser taking off my watch and putting it back in the fancy box that it came in then placing the box into one of the drawers in my watch case. I had bought the watch and suit, especially for Tavis and Beth’s wedding.

  I wasn’t planning to get married again, not after dealing with Cadace and the divorce five years ago.

  The memory of how I met her six years ago at the Club crosses the forefront of my mind.

  That was how most of my clients became clients and Cadace was no different. I smiled at that memory and the happiness that I had in my life at that moment in time.

  We made eye contact from across the main floor and smiled at each other. Flirting with each other from across the room.

  It only took a few seconds before she slammed her drink down onto the table, then strutted up to
me seductively swaying her hips. When she reached me, her well-manicured hand slithered up my chest before she pulled my head toward hers and ran her tongue across my bottom lip.

  We sat down in the booth that was reserved for me and started to talk.

  She ended up in my bed that night and she stayed until she moved into my house, a week later.

  A month later we were married, and a month after that we found out that she was pregnant with Tanner.

  What was shocking was that she had been since our first night at the club.

  At first, I wondered what had happened because I had used a condom that night. But, she was happy about being a mom to be but by the time Tanner was born she resented both of us. Stating that being pregnant ruined her body and that no woman should have to ruin a good thing to spend years of sleepless nights and no showers.

  When the blowout at the house happened it was a godsend, I had already planned to leave her anyway but wanted to make sure that Tanner was safe first.

  Shaking my head, life had been so much simpler, back then. I had just started Club Temptation and the opening had been a success.

  Tavis, as always, had been one of the prime attractions that brought both men and women into the club.

  Through their work people eventually were able to find the sexual tastes that they required and opening themselves up so they could find themselves.

  Seems all my life I had always gone against the norm. Society seemed to demand and want people to be themselves, both spiritually and physically, but if that included finding a particular sexual fetish that made them happy, society would cause a fuss. Everyone is supposed to be their person, get if it's something that goes against the norm then it was viewed as wrong.

  As I started walking away, I see the picture of Tavis and Beth, that I had placed on my dresser, picking it up with a smile on my face.

  It was about six months after the incident, they had been sitting at his patio table smiling and teasing each other waiting for me to finish the steaks that I had put on the grill. Beth's father Chuck had taken the picture and made sure that I got a copy.

  That night was the happiest that I had seen them both for a while and Beth seemed better than she had months earlier.

  I talked to Tavis while flipping the steaks and he said that Beth was doing good. I agreed with what he had said but I knew better, it takes time to get over that kind of mental damage. Tavis had insisted that Beth’s family was there at the dinner that night and for good reason, it was the night that Tavis officially proposed to Beth.

  He got both Chuck and my blessings the week before. When Tavis acted like he had dropped something, he got down on one knee, waiting for Beth to see him, smiling like a fool while holding the ring box out in front of him.

  When she finally did see Tavis on his knee with the ring her jaw fell open as he asked her that all-important question and I am sure that there was not a dry eye in the yard when she screamed yes.

  It has been three years since all the Marcus Guidry shit that happened to Tavis and Beth and they both have grown stronger from it.

  I put down the picture and finish stripping out of my suit to get it ready to go to the cleaners, then head to the bathroom for a quick shower.

  Ten minutes later, I am in my regular office clothes and heading out the door to go to the club.

  Starting my SUV, thinking about the day ahead of me. I have been trying to replace one of the club favorites who specialized in Shibari style bondage for months now.

  The one candidate that had the best qualifications, was only available today for an interview. I had trouble replacing Tavis as the wax master at the club two years ago. Trying to replace the bondage master has proven to be ten times as hard. Rope masters are very specialized and don't like to change areas and build up new clientele.

  This one was very willing to relocate to a new city and the club for work, she said over the phone last week that she wanted a fresh start and was willing to start at the bottom to get to the top. I started chuckling at that last thought I had, starting at the bottom was an interesting phrase to say in this industry.

  I pull into my parking spot at the club, turning my car off before heading to the back door nodding at the security guard.

  After Guidry was arrested there were some attempts of vandalism and theft, both to the property and vehicles by members of his crew.

  So Tavis and I set up extra security at all the entrances, with more cameras facing the parking lot, manned foot patrols around the building and through the parking lot. The extra security resulted in several arrests and many charges to Guidry.

  After the trial, I had thought of getting rid of some of the extra security but the positive feedback from the clients and employees had changed my mind.

  They liked having the extra security it made them feel safe. It had also increased the clientele requesting to gain access to the club.

  As I pass by Phil, he looks at his clipboard. “Boss, your interview is already here. I sent her to the main room to the reserved booth, she is waiting for you.” A small smirk plays across his face.

  “Thank you, Phil, have Smyth escort her up to my office in ten minutes.” He nods and quietly speaks into his radio. I scan my id card on the pad next to the door. The flash of green allows me to open the door and step inside. Turning to my left, heading up the stairs toward my office.

  I quickly sat down and reviewed Ms. Larkin Pedience's file again. Working in the binding field for five years and became a Shibari rope master two years ago.

  It’s not unheard of to be fast-tracked through training, but it is extremely rare that one can master everything that is being taught.

  After reviewing the rest of her file and looking at the glowing letters of recommendation from her last employer and clients, it begins to make me wonder why she wanted to leave.

  I flip through the file and find the pictures that she included, looking at them again, one is her in a leather outfit next to a St. Andrew Cross, various restraints and ropes hanging next to it.

  Another image is of her in a professional dress that hugged ever curve of her body. The image isn’t erotic, but her curves are driving me nuts.

  The final picture is of her in a two-piece swimsuit modeling on the beach. She has a body that men and women drool over.

  She could have very easily been a top model. The image of her posing brings up more questions that I need to ask.

  Looking at the pictures again I realized that she has different hair colors in all of them. She played a role and changed her look for every situation.

  Flipping through the papers I find her stats; age twenty-six, five foot five inches tall, strawberry blond hair, and lapis-colored eyes.

  Looking at her eyes in the photo the rich blue with a lot of purple highlights.

  The mere sight of her eyes made my cock start to thicken. I have always had the choice of any woman I want, inside or outside of the Club. I always took full advantage of it, but she is different. The pull I felt from just looking at her pictures was new, and different. I hadn’t felt this way for a long time.

  A knock at the door brings me back to reality. Quickly adjusting my cock as to not be too obvious when Ms. Pedience walks in.

  Larkin’s hands have a slight shake to them. I look up into her eyes and for a brief moment see that she is nervous, before a mask of confidence settles in.

  Chapter Two

  Larkin

  “Ms. Pedience, it’s nice to finally meet you. My name is Ryko, but everyone calls me Spyder. I own Club Temptation with my partner Tavis, he is currently away on his honeymoon with his beautiful wife Beth. Please have a seat.” He directs his hand to the gorgeous red leather high back winged chair.

  “Hello, Spyder. Please call me Larkin, Ms. Pedience is my mother and that bitched died after she overdosed in front of me, blaming me for her death.” I smile at him as his eyes widen, and he shakes his head.

  “I see we have a similar past, only mine, was a foster mother and the reason she overdosed was that the father took a liking to men, yet she blamed me for him leaving.” He reaches out his hand to shake mine.