Please, Sir: Erotic Stories of Female Submission [Kindle Edition]

Rachel Kramer Bussel (Editor)

Book Description

The fortunate women of Please, Sir are not docile pushovers by any means. They make the rules and negotiate with their masters — though sometimes they also get off on being pushed just a little too far by men they know they can trust. It's as if the doms who enter their lives see the potential for submission in these women and want to arouse them more than ever before by providing an opportunity for them to let go. The editor of the bestsellers He's on Top and Yes, Sir, Rachel Kramer Bussel has chosen 22 stories that celebrate the thrill of submission by women who know exactly what they want. The characters in Please, Sir may be doing the bidding of their dominants, but the tops are just as much subject to the will of their subs, in their own way, by making them ache, moan, and quiver. With stories by Shanna Germain, Elizabeth Coldwell, Alison Tyler, and more.

Editorial Reviews

Review

"If you liked 50 Shades of Grey, then you’ll fall in lust with Rachel Kramer Bussel’s even hotter BDSM books, like Serving Him and Please, Sir. Although she writes about female submissives, her protagonists legitimately crave and take pleasure in the sex they’re having. What’s hotter than that?"
-Cosmopolitan

"From spanking to bondage, punishment to service, Please, Sir takes BDSM erotica to a new level with these explosive stories of female submissives and their male dominants."
—Erabet's Enchantments

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Because He Can
by Elizabeth Coldwell


I suppose, deep down, I must want my husband to find out about Adam, because I’m usually so good at keeping secrets. Tell me something in confidence and that’s where it stays, even though at least one close friend of mine risks losing her marriage and another her job if ever I let slip what they carelessly asked me to keep secret after one too many glasses of Chardonnay. So in neglecting to close the e-mail I’ve been composing when I hear David’s voice calling up the stairs, letting me know he’s home, I must be sending him some kind of message. Or maybe a challenge. David loves it when I challenge his authority.
We suit each other so well in that regard. He often refers to me as his little minx, deliberately provocative and thoroughly disrespectful. He understands my need to be disciplined, to be made to follow his instructions or give him pleasure when he demands it. He can get me wet simply with a look, or by altering the tone of his voice. He is strict but loving and I worship him above everything.
Adam, of course, knows nothing of this. I may have been flirting shamelessly with him since the day he joined our department, but it’s all been completely vanilla. We swap dirty e-mails in quiet moments, but though I might tell him I want to be fucked from behind, I don’t mention that it’s while I’m wearing a blindfold and restraints. And he has absolutely no idea about those fantasies I have where he’s ordered me on to my knees to suck his cock, with our office door closed but not locked and the boss’s secretary likely to burst in at any moment. I don’t intend to explain my need to submit, because this is strictly a virtual relationship, just a way of spicing up a boring day at work, and destined to remain so?until I forget about that e-mail.
I’m in the kitchen, washing the dishes after dinner?a chore David often likes to watch me perform while I’m dressed in nothing but a silly, frilly apron, though tonight I’m wearing a more practical combination of oversized t-shirt and yoga pants?when I hear him come up behind me. He wraps his arms around me, his big body enveloping mine. His lips gently nuzzle my neck and I’m relaxing into his embrace, when he murmurs, “So tell me about Adam.”
It may seem like a strange question to ask out of the blue, but we often discuss work and the friends we have made there with each other, so I don’t think too much of it. “I’m sure I’ve told you about him before,” I reply. “He’s been with the company about 18 months, he joined the department just before Christmas from the Birmingham branch and I think he has a flat over in that new development on the riverside.”
“Fascinating,” David says, “but none of that explains quite why you want to lick his cock like it’s the sweetest lollipop you’ve ever tasted.”
That’s when I realise he’s read the e-mail. Hearing those words from David’s lips, they sound so cloying and predictable, but that’s the kind of language I use with Adam. It’s the language he understands.
My husband always knows when I’m lying, so I don’t even try to evade the question. I turn around and gaze up into his dark, wise eyes. “Because he’s cute,” I say. “And I like to have messages like that waiting for him when he gets to the office in the morning, because I know that when I arrive, he’ll already be hard just thinking about what I said.”
“Really?” David quirks an eyebrow. “Sounds like my little minx fancies herself as some kind of expert in control games now. You’re not trying to top this cute friend of yours on the quiet, are you?”
“Not at all,” I assure him. “I don’t think he’d even know what a top was if you asked him.”
“Well, why don’t I? Ask him, I mean.” David must see the look of horror that crosses my face, because he says, “Let’s go to bed and talk about this.” That’s when I begin to suspect where this is heading, because all the big, important conversations we have about sex and our relationship take place in bed.
I let David lead me up the stairs to the bedroom and lie back on the bed to watch as he quickly strips naked. His cock is already beginning to swell and harden, and I want to grab it and play with it, but he won’t allow me that privilege just yet. First, I must hear out whatever plan has been forming in his mind since he saw the message I was writing to Adam.
He joins me on the bed and peels the t-shirt off over my head, then pushes me back on the bedcovers and grasps both my wrists above my head with one of his big, strong hands?a simple, but powerful demonstration of his mastery over me. I lie there quietly, wondering what he’s about to say.
“Nicky, you remember how we once talked about what we would do if we were ever really, seriously attracted to another person, and whether we should act on that attraction?”
“Yes,” I reply, as I feel his free hand stroking softly over the curve of my bare breast. “We said that each of us would be allowed a little adventure, as long as we were completely honest about it.”
“Well, I’m assuming you haven’t had an adventure as yet, because you haven’t exactly been honest about your naughty love notes to Adam, have you?”
I want to protest. I haven’t said anything because there has been nothing to tell David about. But then I’ve just confessed to sending Adam messages which were expressly designed to get him hard, and so I have to concede that my husband might just have a point.
Suddenly, David’s gentle caress becomes a tight pinch of my nipple. He uses just enough pressure to send sparks of sensation racing down to my pussy, and I gasp in a mixture of pain and arousal. His voice drops, becomes more of a growl, rich with authority. I know that tone so well, and I writhe against the covers. “I’m giving you permission to have that adventure, Nicky, but on the condition that you let Adam know what you’re really like. He obviously has no idea what a filthy-minded, kinky little minx you are, and so we’re going to show him. You invite Adam to the house, and I’ll give him a demonstration of the best way to treat you. If he can cope with that, he’s all yours. If he can’t?well, is it really worth your while bothering with him?”
I can’t quite believe what my husband is suggesting. My submission to him has always been our private little secret; we have no friends who share our lifestyle and we never go out to play on the club scene. Now here he is telling me he’s going to dominate me in front of someone else?someone who he will allow to dominate me, too, if he proves himself up to the task. For a moment, I wonder why David is proposing this. And then I realise. It’s because he can.


It proves surprisingly easy to persuade Adam to come over for dinner. From the hints I drop, he gains the impression that David and I are interested in a threesome, though naturally I don’t fill him in on the finer points. That will be David’s task, at the appropriate moment. It’s clearly a thrill for him to be offered the chance of sex with an older, more experienced couple, and I suspect that he won’t be able to resist sharing the details afterwards. “This is nothing to brag about to your friends,” I warn him. “Not if you want to be invited back.”
At seven the following Saturday night, there’s a knock on the door. I’m putting the final touches to the table settings, and David is relaxing in the lounge with a beer. Music is playing on the CD system, some Ibiza chill-out album that David is particularly fond of. Adam is on the doorstep, clutching a bottle of champagne. He smells of musky aftershave and nervous anticipation as I take the proffered bottle from him and usher him inside. If he’s surprised to see that I’m wearing a Chinese patterned silk robe rather than anything more formal, he tries not to let it show. He’ll be far more surprised in a moment.
My husband rises from his chair to shake Adam’s hand. “Nice to meet you, mate.” As they share a manly embrace, I decide that no one could ever accuse me of going for a type. David is close to six foot, with a nose broken in a couple of places from his years as an amateur boxer and the first traces of grey appearing in his black hair. Adam, by contrast, is boyishly blond and only a little taller than I am. If I were simply going to be fucked by both of them, it would be a more than enticing prospect. But throw a little domination play into the mixture and I’m already beginning to feel my pussy pulsing with excitement.
“Before we go any further,” David says to Adam, “I need to tell you what’s going to happen tonight. Yeah, I know Nicky probably made you think this was just a simple three in a bed set-up, but there’s a lot more to it than that. You see, I’m offering you the chance to spend lots of quality time with my wife, but only if you’re prepared to treat her the way she likes to be treated. Nicky, display yourself.”
It’s a command he’s given me many times before, but never when someone else has been present. I don’t hesitate to do as he asks, though. I want my husband to be proud of me, and I want my potential lover to see how obedient and well trained I am. I unfasten the tie of the robe and let the garment drop from my shoulders. Naked, I sink to my knees, legs slightly parted, palms on my thighs. Gazing straight ahead, I wait for my next instruction.
Adam is staring at me. He seems slightly stunned, which is understandable, given that he’s just watched me strip off and get into a position which is designed to draw att...

Product Details

• File Size: 1458 KB
• Print Length: 216 pages
• Publisher: Cleis Press (May 4, 2010)
• Sold by: Amazon Digital Services, Inc.
• Language: English
• ASIN: B003DKKWKC
• Text-to-Speech: Enabled
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• Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #67,885 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store)

Most Helpful Customer Reviews

20 of 20 people found the following review helpful

5.0 out of 5 stars Another Great Anthology from Rachel Kramer Bussel May 18, 2010

By Robert T Bakie

Format:Paperback

_Please, Sir: Erotic Stories of Female Submission_ is the latest of Rachel Kramer Bussel's bookend anthologies (pairing, in this case, with _Please, Ma'am: Erotic Stories of Male Submission_). If you know anything about Bussel's previous anthologies, you know that she has a knack for picking well-written erotica: entries strong on characterization and story that are guaranteed to bring the heat.

The twenty-two stories in _Please, Sir_ explore the world of the female submissive from her point of view and, even within that particular boundary, you'll find a surprising and provocative variety. Some highlights include:

The Negotiation by Remittance Girl: in which a hostile takeover is far from unwelcome.

Pleasure Keeper by Charlotte Stein: in which the waiting is the hardest part, especially for Kit, but the payoff is so very worth it.

Long Time Gone by Heidi Champa: in which a college reunion brings the story's heroine back together with the only man who ever knew what she really wanted.

No Good Deed by Alison Tyler: in which playing the game to lose is playing the game to win.

Anticipation by Shanna Germain: in which supercharged Instant Messaging makes a woman's time away from her dominant lover the ultimate buildup.

There's not a dud amongst them, although you'll always have your favorites,

The final story, Rachel Kramer Bussel's "Your Hand On My Neck", ends the anthology with a spellbinding story of trust and control and the cathartic power of submission.

Highly recommended.

6 of 6 people found the following review helpful

5.0 out of 5 stars I learned so much! June 21, 2010

By Creative Diva

Format:Paperback

I loved that this book has so many unique perspectives from story to story.
This is a new realm for me and I found the stories insightful. I can see how someone new to these perspectives can learn & enjoy and also how someone already familiar would really enjoy the stories.
The book is an easy read and the stories are a perfect length.
If you are already considering this book, I would go ahead and put it in your cart.

6 of 6 people found the following review helpful

5.0 out of 5 stars The best kind of sex education June 15, 2010

By Spike Pitzburg

Format:Kindle Edition

There are many ways to get a sex education and one of the best is to follow the rich stream of erotica anthologies that Rachel Kramer Bussel puts together.

Her work ranges from erotic collections with such titles as Passion, Naked, Orgasmic and Fast Girls, to volumes, like Please, Sir: Erotic Stories of Female Submission (which follows Please Ma'am: Stories of Male Submission) that concentrate on a particular fetish or sexual sub-community.

Do people really do it on airplanes? Check out her collection of testimonies to The Mile High Club. Wondering how other people feel about oral sex? Try her Tasting Her or Tasting Him anthologies.

Rachel Kramer Bussel titles her Introduction to Please, Sir: Erotic Stories of Female Submission "Risk and Reward," an immediate and clear summary of why woman submissives like what they like. There have been copious articles by feminists (and others) talking about what they get out of kinky sex and deconstructing the world of sexual fantasy, but Bussel has a non-judgmental, informed approach. "It's about unlocking something within yourself so you can reach beyond your normal limits, exposing your body and soul in order to go somewhere you cannot get to alone."

With 22 stories by 22 writers, including a final story by the editor herself, the reader can dip into 22 experiences of submission. Rachel Kramer Bussel's story "Your Hand on My Neck" is an especially exciting example of risk (his hand squeezes her throat) and reward (she loses herself in the pleasure of belonging).

But it is good to start with the beginning of this book, where Shanna Germain's story "Anticipation" gives us one of the strongest depictions of the role of anticipation in this special world of hanky-panky.... A woman sits at a computer cafe in Europe writing her lover in the States. Having been apart for six months, imagination and anticipation are their only fuels. As he arouses her through the screen, she says, "I have to bite back a quiet sound of want, swallow it down around my steaming coffee and hope that no one heard." He teases her with his plans for her when they are reunited. "I have to shift and cross my legs, the pulse of my clit beating hard inside my jeans. I'm not one of those women who can come just by rubbing their legs together, sadly. I need a hand on me, ideally his hand, hard and fast, spanking my ass or my clit, bringing me to that heated burn of orgasm."

"The Negotiation" by Remittance Girl, one of the more literary tales in the collection, takes on another basic aspect of kinky sex, an activity that emphasizes frank discussion and consent. Two elegantly suited businesspeople are negotiating a merger, but he tells her that her assets are as yet unevaluated. "In the interests of full disclosure" she pushes her chair back from the table so that she is in full view. "Slowly, she uncrossed her legs and parted them until the hem of her short skirt pulled taut against her thighs." Having examined the assets, he moves the metaphor into kinky gear. "You realize that a merger is not the only option for us? A buyout would suit us just as well... It would provide for a far more reliable corporate governance structure."

Wherever your sexual curiosity takes you, Rachel Kramer Bussel is sure to have gathered together the best erotic stories on the topic. Read more ›

6 of 7 people found the following review helpful

3.0 out of 5 stars 6 out of 10 stars June 25, 2011

By Stephanie

Format:Paperback

Please, Sir edited by Rachel Kramer Bussel
Release Date: May 4th, 2010
Publisher: Cleis
Page Count: 206
Source: Naked Reader Book Club via EdenFantasys for review

Experience the Breathtaking Thrills of Sexual Submission

From spanking to bondage, punishment to service, Please, Sir takes BDSM erotica to a new level with these explosive stories of female submissives and their male dominants. Featuring a kinky Krav Maga master, a brat who gets what is coming to her, and much more, these stories explore enticing territory that will make your heart race. Spend "A Night at the Opera" and visit a "Masochist on Vacation," as eager couples play with power and get off on it every step of the way. The damsels in Please, Sir delight in the pleasures of taking risks to be rewarded by the men who know their deepest desires. Find out why nothing is as hot as the power of the words "Please, Sir."

What Stephanie Thinks: With the exhilaration of the punishment embarking from a strong man's even stronger hand, Please, Sir will have readers squirming with desire and gasping for breath.

This is an anthology full of sweet girls who do naughty things. Girls who expect to be disciplined by their masters, and girls who enjoy it. They pout and bat their long eyelashes; "punish me?" they ask.

BDSM including male dominance is classic and sweepingly arousing. A dom who whips a girl one moment, then tenderly makes love to her the next, exalts a feeling of power, which ironically is in the hands of the submissive. On the psychological level, the power play that endures in each of these sizzling stories is both thrilling and touching.... That there is a bond between two lovers so strong, pain and severe punishment strengthens, rather than fractures it, is wondrous to imagine.

Some of it is a bit too hardcore in this collection of erotica, though. I previously mentioned I liked the mind tease of BDSM, but was content leaving out the whips and chains part. This book swarms with the physical torture I try to stay away from -- the scenes are heavy, very heavy, and have me panting. In a way, this is a bit of a turn-off. I want to read about love and sex, not blood and urine!

Overall, Please, Sir is an exciting anthology unlike anything I've read before. I personally find myself slightly nauseated by the immutable rough and tumble of the sex and kink, but am sure some of you more mischievous folk will devour it exuberantly.

Stephanie Loves: "'Whatever is in you, whatever you're feeling -- feel it. Don't hide from it. Don't try to "beat" it. Be with it until you understand it, until you know where it comes from.' I frowned at the floor. 'Then it won't rule you anymore.'
I raised my eyes to his as he finished the sentence. Sweat dripped from my forehead onto my neck as my quick breaths punctuated the silence in the room.
'That's what power is,' Dominic said. 'It doesn't have anything to do with force or subjugation.'" -- from Emerald's "Power over Power".

Radical Rating: 6 hearts- Would recommend to people. Read more ›