The bittersweet tale of Bear and his Boy -- a BDSM Dom and his fledgling Sub -- who live “the life” in west central New Jersey, just north of Trenton. Donald K. Drummond is the Master of all he surveys -- a legend in commercial real estate in New Jersey by day and by night a Master Dom at the gay BDSM club, Indiscreet. What he couldn't find was a boy to call his own. That all changed when a nerd with taped glasses and worn Dockers barged into his office spilling his bottle of 1985 Bourdeau over his priceless Persian carpet. Brian Murphy came with a host of troubles, the least of which was his grasping aunt, his invalid mother, and his rather tenuous position in Donald's mail room. Can a Dom with issues of his own come to train and trust a needy boy from his own mailroom? It's all A Matter of Trust.

A Matter of Trust

“How did you know, Irene, that Brian would care for you so well?” Bear asked, his voice growing harder in tone as he shrunk in volume.


“Oh, Mary and I both told him since he was a little boy, he would be responsible for my upkeep. He ran his father ragged and he died. So it was only logical for Brian to take his place.”


Bear listened to her prattle on about her sainted husband for a few minutes while some salient tidbits of truth coalesced in his head.


“Irene, have you ever been in the hospital for something other than a physical ailment?”


“Oh, yes, Mr. Drummond. You mean my spells. I used to have them on a regular basis, and Brian was so afraid of me when I would come awake. I was finally hospitalized for ninety days.


They said I hurt the boy. Now, I know I didn’t, and Brian told them I hadn’t hurt him either. But they put me on pills I still take.


Chapter 71