Blue Moon House: Slave by Angelica Dawson - Limited Time Price of $0.99!

Will has no interest in women. He thinks them all animals to be trained, beaten. It doesn't take him long to discover his preference for men, but time and error reveal how wrong view toward women is. Before long, he is able to separate the way he treats women, which is still horrific, from the way he regards women, as fellow human beings.

How does a slave become an equal? What does it take for a young man to see women in a new light?

In the fourth installment of her Blue Moon House series, Angelica introduces Will, a slave boy from the early nineteenth century.

You can purchase Blue Moon House: Slave on Amazon. Smashwords, All Romance Ebooks and Naughty Nights Press.

Angelica Dawson is the author of Blue Moon House, which has been in the top ten best-selling titles at Naughty Nights Press for over six months. She has also written two short stories, “The Highest Bidder” and “Leave Taking” which were each included in anthologies. She contributes flash fiction to several blogging collectives and excerpts from work in progress can also be found on her blog. She is active on Facebook and Twitter.

She has been writing for several years and having sex a lot longer than that. Angelica is a wife, mother and environmental consultant. Her love of plants and the outdoors is not diminished by the bloodsucking hoards – mosquitoes and black flies, not vampires.

Here is an excerpt from Slave:

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In the morning, as he set about his chores, Sophia descended, interrupting him. She poured him another cup of tea from the pot he had made with his breakfast.

“Is this about Nicholas?” he asked, standing and sipping.

“Please, Will, sit down.”

He did, less uncomfortable than he had once been sitting with his master. He was sure this had something to do with Nicholas indulging him.

“Nicholas told me about last night.”

He sighed. “You don't approve.”

She took two breaths before answering, each one released in a bit of a huff. “It's not that. I worry about you not being in control. You have such tenuous control as a slave. I hate to see you lose the little you have.”

He took another swallow of the tea, and smiled. “I'm not afraid of that. If everything you and Nicholas say is true, I will still have control. I can make it stop.”

Sophia smiled and nodded. “That's exactly right. I’m glad you know that. I also...” She pursed her lips as she chose her words carefully. “I wonder if you would rather be in charge in such encounters. It's the way you directed Nicholas last night. Will, are you sure you'll be happy taking direction and instruction from another?”

It wasn't something he'd thought about. It was true; he had had command in that situation, strange when he had control of so little normally. A slave didn't own or command anything.

No, that wasn't true. He was in control of his leisure time, though his masters controlled when and if he had any. He was in control of what he purchased and ate. Since Sophia had purchased him, he had more command of his life than he imagined possible, and he took it for granted. Just as he had assumed control in every sexual encounter he'd had.

Except that first one. The woman had been in control. She had dictated what he would do and how he would respond. She had demanded it of him, even in a pretty and caring voice.

He had enjoyed it. 

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