Mercy Me

Clark White finds new religion. His Mistress is his church.

The world is his oyster. He beads the pearls of wisdom, culture, and fine dining. His truth is tucked into the comfort of his confines. Wealth is a world of wills and whims that Clark can afford to spare. Bearing the esteem of his empire, he is a man poised by the prison of his profits.

Mistress Vera unlocks his inhibitions. She frees him through a repertoire of restraints. As a priest in training, she earns divine respects. Leading Clark by his collar lets her hone hers. Guidance entails her bible and BDSM. The insight she imparts comes in scripture and her cold crucifix.

But Clark wants more. He wants to share his soul, not just his body. But Vera drowns hope in desire even as she breathes new life into his cuffs. There is no love, she insists. A Mistress is made to command. She sets Clark on fire, but he braves beyond the slow burn.

When all is said and done, he stays in bondage. It makes no difference if Vera releases him. Whether he’s roped in revelations or chafed in chains, he is never free. Love never lets him go.

The white knight is drawn to darkness.