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90 days of pain and pleasure

Janine Gardner is long, lean, muscular and strong at six feet one inch tall, which helps in her line of work. Her vespine shape, accentuated by her 23-inch waist heightens the illusion of a vamp, a super woman when she ties her black leather corset on and adds six-inch heels to finish off her black leather pants.

Janine is a Domme, a queen of high drama operating out of her dungeon in the East Village of Manhattan. She is a black Dominatrix known to her wealthy clients, politicians, CEOs and bankers as the Mistress Lady Erzulie, the queen of fantasy.

She wasn’t always in the life. She is a preacher’s kid from the south who set out to be a professor in French Literature, an intellectual, but it is no longer the primary tool for her income. Her whip earns a much better living. Years of poverty, struggling and always being afraid of eviction catapulted her into a brief moment, three days actually, of selling sex for money. It was very fast however, because she quickly found out that selling domination paid more and was safer.

Although her life is complex, she thinks she has it all together and is working her six- year plan . . . till Roger enters and throws her into 90 days of pain, pleasure and questions for which she must find answers if she is to survive.

Prologue

Watching the children play outside my window makes me think of Dade City, Florida, the home of my father and his father and the prison of my mother and her mother. My grandfather was a minister and handed down the prayer cloth to his son, Aloysius Gardner – a liquor drinking, wife beating man with the steel physique of a Masai Warrior at six feet, six inches tall, the wit of the Irish and the morals of a pig. Aloysius Gardner fathered three children by my mother Angelina, and two others that I know of - my brother Jacob, my oldest brother Jackson and me, and Allison and James by two other women.

My name is Janine Gardner, known to the rich men in upper Manhattan as The Mistress Lady Erzulie, the Queen of domination and lifestyle obedience. My close acquaintances call me the Lady Domme, or Freda. Only those who know the real me, and this new man I met who has touched my heart in places I couldn’t remember existed are allowed to call me Jan.

Today we are going on an outside luncheon – I refuse to use the word picnic, considering its recent usage. Today we will enjoy the Connecticut countryside, the sunlight, the soft breezes that blow across the fields of wheat and the rolling meadows beset with the strong earthen smell of eternal life and love. We may even make love in the open; with the light airy feeling of lovers who carry no malice for anyone and bask in the glow of their fascination with one another. Today will be sweet and healthy and I will enjoy every moment before I have to return to work and beat and humiliate those who pay me to do so. Those who pay me well.

Money is a funny thing. When it is available and you understand God and Her universe, the ease of living life can take hold and the best human qualities can guide a soul to peace, love and generosity. When it is scarce and illusive, survival predominates one’s entire being and damages one’s psyche, impairing the ability to be free and easy to love, and be loved. It can make you lose sight of God and Her universe as well.

When I was working on my Ph.D. in French Literature, all I knew was the uncertainty of financial instability. I decided to eliminate that pervasive and all-consuming quest for monetary comfort. I decided to travel the oldest route toward financial security a woman has; take the bull by the horns as it were. Get the goods from the one who has stolen it from the world – white men. I should have done it long ago. Life is much simpler now, albeit shallow and spiritually draining at times.

Needed inspiration comes in the form of a tall, beautiful black man who works with his hands as a construction worker. This brother may be saving my life – not my physical life as I am too strong and stubborn to succumb or consider suicide, and Jesse takes care of the body, but he certainly is restoring a portion of my spiritual life and making my heart seek completion. There ain’t nothing finer than a black man who works hard for his money and knows how to love a woman with not only his body but his being and the gentle tenderness of his nimble fingertips as he runs them through the recesses of my weakened soul.

Lord, deliver my spirit into the light, and help me sustain until I can set myself free, and thank you for the hard, brown, muscular piece of fineness you have sent me to take away the stench of golden rain and leather that has tarnished my being. Thank you for the deliverance and reverence of your gifts. I am counting the days and grateful for the 68 you have allowed me thus far. Grateful for every moment you grant. Grateful for the construction site across the street from my dungeon, and the need for a lunch break that sent this man to me. Grateful Lord, for the rejuvenation of my soul.

Look for Lady Mistress Erzulie's Spice Workbook and the E-Book - coming soon!

SCREENPLAY

The 125 page screenplay for this book is already written and available to read for interested producers, production companies and directors. Please contact me through the contact page so we can talk!

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