Blog Tour Review & Giveaway: Subordination by Katie Ashley

I wasn’t sure what to expect from SUBORDINATION, but I pleasantly surprised and just how much I loved the relationship between Sophie and Wiliam.

Sophie has spent the past five years at a Domme at an exclusive club in Atlanta.  While she’s not into the D/s lifestyle, it pays for her schooling and ensures her father and brother can remain on their farm.  On her last night at the club, she meets a sub who is the first to ever spark her interest.  She gives into the feelings, playing for fun, before she leaves that world behind and starts her new life back home as a high school teacher.  But Sophie is in for the shock of her life when her Domme world and her new teacher one collide.

I loved Sophie and William.  They instantly clicked with one another in the club, but that chemistry was still there outside too.  I loved how their roles reversed when they were outside the bedroom.  William was anything but submissive in most situations and Sophie, while sharp-tongued, was not always the bossy woman.  I was glad they didn’t have a classic D/s relationship, even if that might have been something William would have had in the past.  They needed to have the other take charge at times and I don’t think a traditional D/s relationship would have worked for them.

SUBORDINATION was my first Kristen Ashley book, but it’s sparked my interest in her backlist.  The story she created was thoroughly engaging, with characters that had heart.  I absolutely enjoyed this book.  It’s definitely one that should be picked up.

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My steps faltered as I did a double take at the sight of what appeared to be a shirtless and shoeless Henry Cavill standing before me. The idea wasn’t entirely far-fetched since we’d had a few celebrities in the club. But as one of the strobe lights flickered to illuminate more of his face, I realized he was just a look-alike. His hair was lighter while his eyes were dark brown, rather than blue.

He was impossibly tall, and I couldn’t help staring at his muscular chest with its dusting of dark hair that led to an oh-so-happy trail that ended at the low hanging waistband of his jeans. He had an aura of importance about him, and I couldn’t help wondering who he was in real life.

He held my gaze for a moment before averting his eyes to the ground. “Good evening, Mistress.”

A submissive? I would have never imagined it in a million years. Even though I knew from my own clients that submissive men weren’t simpering pussies, there was something about this man that screamed dominant. Of course, the fact he was shoeless should have given his sub status away, but he wasn’t wearing a collar. A prime piece of submissive man like this usually belonged to someone. And if he didn’t, he would normally be snatched up by a domme practically before he got through the door, least of all across the dance floor. I couldn’t help wondering what his story was. More than anything, I wondered what it might be like to have a session with him. I so rarely took anyone on outside my usual clients. But it might be something fun for my last night in the club.

To test his true submissiveness, I commanded, “Look at me.”

He jerked his gaze from my boots to meet mine. “Are you looking to play tonight?”

“Yes, I am. And if it pleases you, mistress, I would be honored if you chose me.”

His voice. Sweet Jesus, was it was panty-melting. It totally went with his body—strong, firm, and deep. Although he had answered my question well, I still had my doubts. With all the strength I had, I reached out to firmly slap his cheek. The resounding smack echoed around us. A man playing at being a sub would have a distinct reaction. His eyes would darken with the rage seething within him at being treated so disrespectfully.

Oh, but not him. His face remained impassive. Yet at the same time, he shuddered, and his dark eyes flashed with a combustive mix of lust and desire. His reaction caused moisture to pool between my thighs. He reminded me of our horses back on the farm. He was a spirited stallion who needed a firm hand to break him, and damn me to hell if I didn’t want to be the one to do it.

Wanting to build the anticipation, I patted his cheek where I had previously slapped him. “I’ll think about it.”

“Yes, Mistress.” He bowed his head before backing up.

Damn, someone had truly trained him well. I stepped past him to head to the bar. My mouth had run dry, and I desperately needed a drink.

Katie Ashley is a New York Times, USA Today, and Amazon Best-Selling author. She lives outside of Atlanta, Georgia with her daughter, Olivia, and her two very spoiled dogs. She has a slight obsession with Pinterest, The Golden Girls, Harry Potter, Shakespeare, Supernatural, Designing Women, and Scooby-Doo.

With a BA in English, a BS in Secondary English Education, and a Masters in Adolescent English Education, she spent 11 1/2 years educating the Youth of America aka teaching MS and HS English until she left to write full time in December 2012.

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