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When Sophie Jameson first became a domme at Club 1740, it was more out of financial necessity than it was for personal pleasure and sexual exploration. But over the years as she rocked her leather corsets and boots while wielding every crop and flogger imaginable, she grew to love the thrill and adulation that her clients brought her. But all along, her path in life and her heart was with a different profession—one she was planning to embark on at the summer’s end. 

And then he changed everything. Tall, dark, impossibly built—William was the complete opposite of whatever image a male sub conjured up. After all the subs, Sophie finally felt true lust and desire. Although he was the proud stallion who needed breaking, he became the one to make her break all her rules and let down all her walls.

But it was just supposed to be for that one night, but an accidental encounter days later outside Club 1740’s protected walls had the two seeing each other in a different light—as simply Sophie and William, not Domme and sub. While they should have parted ways, they couldn’t. While they should never have gone back to her place, they did. 

And that simple mistake has a serious price for both of them.

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.

Subordination is a must have for my signed shelves!!

I CANNOT wait for you to meet William!! William’s blend of masculinity and submissiveness will definitely have you leaving your panties at the door. Even in submissive mode, his presence was every bit as commanding as Sophie’s, if not more so. I fell wicked, wicked hard for this man. Oh gosh, my adoration and love knows no bounds, I could gush all day long. Everything about him was just so on point. He was the epitome of what I look for in a male protagonist. William is by far my favorite male hero Katie has ever written; she really did an amazing job developing his depth, personality, and character. I’d give him 10 stars alone if I could but since I can't he’ll be snagging a spot on my top five book boyfriend list.

While I did end up enjoying Sophie, she took me longer to warm up to. Her 24/7 tough girl persona could drive me crazy, making it harder to connect with her on more than a surface level at times. She was one tough cookie to crack and I often wondered if I would ever fully come around to liking her character. I wanted to see more of her softer side. As one who relishes in sarcasm and bitchiness, I actually wanted to spend more time with the Sophie that didn’t need to be a ball buster at every turn (no pun intended). It could be quite fleeting, only coming out to play on a consistent basis with her family. On the flip side, if she showed us more of it I wouldn’t have had so much fun watching William work her over bringing it out of her as well. Those moments made for some delicious sexual and emotional tension.

I’ve been trying not to use the F Bomb but sometimes a review just needs it and this is one of those times. HOLY. FUCK. Katie Ashley. I knew she could write schmexy but I didn’t realize she had all that in her. Those. Scenes. They kind of had me girl crushing. If I beg and plead, call you Mistress, will you give us lots and lots more of those? Pretty please? I wanted more of those throughout the book. I wanted William to have so many more of those. I didn’t want it to ever end. I wanted to feel depraved right along with him.

And the chemistry wasn’t the only place Katie shined. She also brought some damn good drama. There were plenty of moments I was screaming “damn you, Katie Ashley, just damn you!!!” at my phone. I may have even shed a tear or two. My heart as well as my libido was completely engaged.

Kudos to Katie Ashley for taking a lifestyle I thought wouldn’t have been my cuppa and making me realize quite quickly that it was my cup of tea after all. Thank you for opening my eyes to a whole new world within a genre I absolutely adore reading about. I loved Subordination so much I’ll be on my merry little way finding new books to feed this newest addiction. Feel free to leave any recs!

I know the Proposition Series is one of Katie’s biggest sellers, but for me, Subordination was her best book yet. I am downright impressed with her first time writing in this genre. Katie Ashley did such a wicked job mixing it up and bringing us the perfect ingredients for an amazing love story.