Coerced: Procuring a Man

by Samantha Sinclair

In order to survive in the brutal world of Thomas & Brecker, you have to be aggressive. Procurement Manager Janice has not only survived, but thrived, receiving all the toughest jobs due to her reputation as the only person fierce enough to handle them. She's smart, conniving and tenacious. In fact, the only soft spot she seems to have is for a hunky employee named Christopher.But as calculating as she is, no one could have known her depraved motivations for promoting him well beyond his level of competence.She lays it all out for he can keep his job or stay faithful to his wife, but not both. What will she discover lays dormant inside a meek man when she strips away all pretense of civility? Procuring a Man is another stand-alone short story (7,000 words) in Carnal House Publishing’s edgy and acclaimed Coerced series. It features graphic scenes of coerced, barely consensual, rough sex, and is only suitable for adults.ExcerptJust as she was trying to acclimate to this new sensation of finding pleasure in being made to feel small and weak, her mind was thrust back into fear as Christopher lifted her from her chair with the hand cupping her neck and jaw. She struggled to get to and then keep her feet, but the chair was between them, so she was forced to lean back at an incredibly awkward angle, especially considering she was on heels.Christopher solved this problem for her, shoving the chair aside with his free hand, and then yanking her back against his body. Hitting him was hitting a solid wall of muscle. He did not give in the slightest, though she fell back against him with all her weight, being completely off balance. Then he lifted her higher and higher, until she was standing on her toes, her heels no longer on the ground. Now her body was stretched at full length against his, and she could feel not only the hardness of his muscles, but his cock as it pressed into the crack of her fully-flexed ass. Still he lifted her higher, so that she had to tilt to get just one set of toes on the ground, and he squeezed so that she thought her jaw would break. It was a totally new level of pain, terror inducing pain, because she could feel that at any moment he could pulverize her lower jaw in that massive hand, and it seemed like he might do it. Panicking, she reached up with both hands and raked at his forearm with her nails.As easily as if he were dealing with a tantruming toddler, Christopher snatched both of her wrists up with his free hand and held them out away from her body. Having her totally helpless, he squeezed her jaw and throat a bit harder, lifted her a bit higher, but it was apparently just to show that he could, because he then he released the pressure and let her stand almost naturally.But he didn’t release that grip.He did release her arms, and she didn’t try to claw him again. His hand now free, he pulled her against him and slipped his hand down into her skirt and began to paw at her sex.This was no foreplay. There was no wooing, no easing into the intense sensations. He slipped his fingers between her lips and her folds and began to furiously rub her clit. She hadn’t realized how wet she’d gotten. Even while Janice’s mind had been consumed by fear, her body had reveled in Christopher’s power over her. Her body was betraying her.And it continued to betray her as her knees went weak with his rubbing of her clit. As her body began to tense, he again began to lift her higher and higher, stretching her out, increasing the internal tension in her lower abdomen until a powerful orgasm ripped through her, wracking her with savage convulsions as she st

23 pages, Kindle Edition

First published July 17, 2013