In Silver by Miss Irene Clearmont

Book Details

In Silver – Silver Domain, where only the most elevated of the Domains’ guests have access. We have now reached the final chapter of the series, where all will be revealed and the Domains will become the centre of a conspiracy that will envelop all in its arms. The beating heart of the Domains is where women rule and men are chattels for their amusement, where a new phase of politics will hatch from. In this final and vast volume of the Domains tetralogy, we see the resolution to all that has gone before and much else besides.

This vast novel, almost as large as the previous three totalled together, rewards the faithful reader with the finale of endings and new beginnings that have been revealed in the previous three volumes. Characters that we have met before play their parts as a crisis unfolds that places all at risk. As the vultures wait, the storm clouds gather and the plots become twisted, we catch more than a fleeting glimpse of Silver Domain.

The story begins two years before the events that we saw in Roan, and then carries them to a triumphal conclusion two years after those events. The female President of the USA finds herself making promises that she knows that she cannot keep, forces from both sides press her to action, will she be strong enough to outmanoeuvre them all and impose her stamp on the future. The plot veers once again to become a thriller, but be sure, there is no letup in the FD side of the tale, because it plays a vital central role to finish with a powerful flourish as the action moves to the White House.

Originally plotted as a five part series, the sheer length and power of ‘In Silver’ required that the grand finale arrive after a volume that is more than twice as large as originally planned to make the read seamless and complete.

Novel cover-art commissioned from Sardax…

F/f, ‘F/fm, Riding Fetish, F/m+, Revenge, Caging, BDSM, Corporal, Slave, Humiliation, Modification.

Strength 9/10 – 120,000 Words

Written 2019 Re-edit 2022

Excerpt: In Silver

In Silver (Pt 4 of the Domain’s Series)

Part One – Jan 2036 In Pink

In Silver

Service

By popular demand, we now offer all of our clients the service that until now has only been offered to our ‘Gold’ clients.

If you have a special partner that could benefit from our training and education as well as the various modifications that we offer, then we would be delighted to make your vacation dreams come true. From the introduction of your chosen partner to our regime, to the aftercare and accommodation, we will supply it all seamlessly as a complete service.

Our staff are at your service to create the perfect pet or plaything for your amusement, just ask them what the options are, and you will be amazed at the endless possibilities. Why just rely on our imagination to make your fantasy reality when you could be the one to decide on every facet of your pleasure and gratification?

The costs are high, but then so are the rewards!

*****

Domains Brochure July 2035

Mistress Ellyn Underwood languished on the chaise-lounge, her hand smoothing her stockings with a languorous, sensuous motion. The nylon under her fingertips smooth, the naked skin of her thighs tingling as fingertips passed from nylon to skin.

Standing by her side was the sissy that came with the small villa in her vacation heaven. Primped in pink flounces with that cute little cock in its cage dangling between the maid’s thighs.

She sighed in contentment, this was what she was born for, the life that she relished with a shortness of breath and a rising sense of excitement. A glass in one hand, the other sliding between the slickness of her thighs. She looked up at the girly maid standing to attention and the thrill of it all almost overwhelmed her. Smooth baby-like skin where the white stockings ended just above the knees, those cute pink stilettos and the emotionless gaze into the distance as eyes fluttered under long lashes.

All hers, to do with whatever she could imagine. All hers, a slut that would please her at the crook of a finger or the touch at her control bracelet.

Her hand reached between the soft legs of the mannikin that served and touched the steel where it ringed those little balls. A slight click, and the metal fell into her hands, heavy and still warm with the body heat of the slave. Ellyn allowed it to drop to the floor and stoked the freed cock with a fingernail. The response was gratifying, a slow tumescence, a hardening and swelling as she teased and enjoyed her victim’s struggle to stay still as she played. Fingers cupped the balls and then slid between thighs to tap on the jewel that plugged her perfect sissy.

‘I think that there could be a little reward for you, my dear,’ she said in a slow tone. ‘Would you like that?’

An almost imperceptible nod of the head, so slight that she almost imagined it as her nails slid the length of the now rigid organ to the tip where a ring had been embedded in the bulging tip. There was no answer, how could there be?

The maid made a small noise in her throat, almost a whine and Mistress Ellyn smiled in the intimacy of the moment. Anything was possible at her whim. That long cock could push into her, it could come at a touch of the bracelet, it could wait forever whilst she pleasured herself or perhaps, she could have it or those cute smooth balls removed with a single word. Anything was possible, she had paid for it…

‘I think that you are going to be rewarded for the last week’s of service,’ she whispered. ‘How long since you last..?’

The maid could not speak, but she signalled by parting her fingers. Three fingers held up… Three weeks, three months or three years? Who knew how long since she had been permitted to spill her slime?

Mistress Ellyn chuckled. Who cared how long? All that counted was the complete obedience of the slut at her beck and call. ‘Mmm, perhaps or perhaps not?’ That was the beauty of the Pink Domain. Everything was possible as long as a mistress allowed it to be. Her palm closed on the cock and swept up and down a few times in an imitation of intimacy. The poor little mannequin could only come when she permitted it with a touch of the bracelet.

Complete control bought and paid for. Another slight moan and she slapped the cock, making it sway from side to side. The skin on the maid’s balls crawled and smoothed as she dipped a finger into herself and felt an almost electric compulsion to bring herself to a peak.

A touch here, a touch there. A stroke here and a flick of the finger there. The mistress held herself back, there was a correct moment that she had planned, and it had not arrived yet.

Excerpt from: In Silver