Losing your eye in an alley bar-fight will change you. And I don't just mean physically.
I thought my biggest hurdle was accepting that I look different. Turns out, my personal Everest is realizing that other people don't accept me.
Specifically, women.
I'm ready to throw in the towel on friend-of-a-friend dates and algorithmic dinners. Gonna pour myself into my gym and hire some new people. Keep myself focused on what I have, not what I don't.
Well, that was the plan.
Until she walked in wearing a sexy trench coat and heels, calling herself E, telling me to get to my knees.
Now, I'm owned, I'm hers. Her sub, her pet.
Her stray.
The problem is, I won't survive if she doesn't keep me.
Stray is a femdom romance. For more information, including content warnings and tropes, please visit the author's website.
