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Thursday, July 24, 2014

My thoughts on "The Rich Dom"

The rich dom, he who is a titan of industry- because he's always a he although I'd appreciate titles including rich dommes in the comments' section. He has a huge heart (and sex drive) for his darling submissive woman. E.L. James wasn't the first to use this trope in a romance and certainly won't be the last. It sometimes is with extreme irritation that I have to deal with this thought, given that I have my own rich dom in The Queen, the Master as the head of everything in my Vala's Story serial.

When I started writing Vala's Story, the explosion of BDSM erotic romance hadn't happened yet. For a queer, poly, kinky person like me, there were only the "BDSM classics," like Anne Rice's erotica, de Sade & Sacher von Masoch, "On Our Backs" magazine. Sure, there were things like "Penthouse Letters," but those were made for the straight male to enjoy. Even romance failed me because those were targeted at straight (often white, middle class), monogamous women.

When I first created The Queen as a very rich, I wanted to imagine Tom rich and able to fix all our problems. He who was the original basis for The Queen was living in a coffeehouse while I suffered a sort of mundane neglect from my parents, after years of serious emotional abuse- I can still hear my mother: "This isn't for publish." Well, fuck you. You've never apologized for not supporting me when I needed you. I've gone off on a tangent though. Things weren't nearly as bleak for me as they are for Mearr/Vala at the beginning of "Out of the Night: Book One," but they weren't good either- my mother was only one piece of how my world as a young adult just wasn't right.

Then as the story morphed from birthday gift for Tom into an erotic serial, the size of The Queen's stable and his "white knight" complex, the need for him to be insanely rich was confirmed. How else was he to feed and home everyone he loved? How else could he make their lives better than when their lives had become intertwined?

from the soon-to-be-released "Gates of the Garden: Book Two" Iona explains to Vala in the kitchen:
"Counting The Queen, there's nineteen of us, and you make twenty. Then when Erik and Brenna are here, we're twenty-two. That's a lot of people."

The immediate difference I see between the "rich dom" trope, how it's normally used is that all that money goes to a crazy lifestyle for one dom/sub pairing- The Queen uses the money not only on his large family. Although he does engage in the very trope-appropriate donating of money to causes for which he cares. Not that I have anything against monogamy as a way of living; it just seems horribly irresponsible to me to have all that money being spent mostly on two people. Even if I was comfortable writing monogamy, I'm not sure I would be comfortable giving two people as much richness, as I've given The Queen and his family.

Be watching for "Skipping Down the Primrose Path: Book Three" to come; there's one scene in which I truly show a joy in doing for others. I enjoyed showing off The Queen's wealth, yes, but the others' joy is the focus.

So while neither good nor bad, I have my billionaire dom, a white knight, who in some ways is the very archetype of the perfect rich guy in a romance novel.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

#WIPWednesday ... The Queen wants to know if Vala trusts him

Sharing WIPs (works in progress) can be so very fun! On this lovely blog hop, enjoy a bunch of authors sharing excerpts of what they're working on- get ready to add some great books to your TBR, once the author publishes :) Although occasionally you may find an author sharing a published work. Give 'em a break- these may just be roughly edited- but please do leave a comment! We authors know we're going in a good direction.

I shared the 10 sentences max that I could from this scene yesterday as part of the Taboo Tuesday blog hop, but today you get to read more of this wonderfully, outrageously taboo, edge play scene from "The Beginning of Knowledge: Book Four." I know, I'm being a tease- Melody might even wanna spank me 'cause "Gates of the Garden: Book Two" still needs published and here I am sharing from book 4. :D But first I was thinking of taboos for yesterday and knife play/edge play seemed like a good one. My Master once told me a story about someone ripping into Him on a BDSM forum because He mentioned knife play- mind you, I was the one interested in the play, begged for it, and He with His martial arts and choreographed fighting experience did it the safest way He knew. Here however we have The Queen and Vala... does she trust him enough?

Vala looked up, her eyes trying to focus through the gauzy curtains.

"That is nice," The Queen murmured as he blew out the tip of flame on the incense. He placed it in an incense holder. He approached the bed and parted the curtains.

"My Queen," Vala gasped. Her gaze moved over his chest, his legs, his hard cock.

"I am glad the sight of me naked still makes you gasp." He knelt on the bed between her legs. "Is it fear, arousal, or a little bit of both?"

"Ba... both, my Queen." She stared at the dagger in his hands.

"You trust me?" He laid the flat of the blade against her stomach.

Vala groaned, whimpered. Her legs twitched, but her torso was frozen. "Yes... my Queen."

His free hand moved between her legs. "I love to see the fear in your eyes." He pushed her lips apart. His thumb pressed against her clit. "Are you struggling to stay still?" Two fingers slid into her cunt.

"Ye... yes... my Queen." Her eyes wet, she stared up at him.

"But it is easier since you are bound?" He pressed the knife against her stomach. "You can only lay there and take what I do to you."

"Ye... just want to... please you... my Queen." Her lips trembled.

He slowly turned the knife until the edge touched her skin. His eyes focused on her thighs as her legs tensed.

"Did you tense your legs because the sharp edge of the knife turns you on or scares you?"

"Ta... turns... me on, my... Queen. You only... hurt me... in good... ways... my Queen."

He leered at her. "Good ways?" He thrust three fingers into her cunt as he pressed the knife just enough to make a red line on her skin.

"Love you... my Queen," Vala sobbed, her mouth a wide grimace. "Your slave... my Queen."

"Yes, mine." He lifted the knife so only the tip touched her stomach. He moved the knife to touch her skin near her hip. "Mine."

Vala screamed, her eyes squeezed shut. "Yours!"

The Queen moved the knife downward, finishing the last line in the 'm'. "It did not hurt that bad, did it?"

"Na... no... my Queen!" Her hips rose off the bed, bringing her closer to the knife as he drew the 'i. ' "Just... want... to please... you!"

"Too hard to hold still now?" Three quick, shallow slashes and the 'n' appeared on her stomach.

"Yes... no... I... um... love you... my Queen! Yours!"

He pushed a fourth finger into her cunt. "Can you make it through the last letter, the last strokes marking you as mine?"

"Ye... yes! My Queen!" She pushed her body downward, pushing her cunt harder onto his fingers, although she otherwise kept still.

"Mine," he murmured as he dragged the knife over her stomach to draw the 'e'. "My slave." He worked his thumb into her, pushing his hand into her.

"Be... beg... to come... my Queen!" She sobbed, her chest heaving.

"You want to come?" He threw the knife to the floor. He pushed until his knuckles disappeared inside her.

"Are you my slave?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Your slave... my Queen. Yours!" She stared into his eyes. "Please! I beg you... my Queen."

His hand pushed into her cunt until his wrist pressed against her lips. "Come!"

Vala screamed, the sound dissolving into a moan. "Oh my Gods! I... love you... my Queen. Love you, love you, love you!" She thrashed within her bonds, tugging against the silk ropes. "Thank... thank you! Thank you... my Queen!" Her ass rose off the bed and her hips froze in the air. "Your slave!" she screamed.

"Mine." He pulled his hand out of her; she fell back to the bed. "We may have to talk about branding." He dragged his tongue across her stomach, traced the letters. "You responded beautifully to that."

"Tha... thank you... my Queen." She groaned when he moved from the bed to untie the ropes.

Dropping the last rope to the bed, he leaned through the curtains and grabbed her hair. He pulled and she fell out of the bed, stumbling after him.

She groaned and whimpered with each step, her legs shaking.

"My Queen!" Prisca gasped as she walked into the room.

"Hello, girl." The Queen caught her lips in a cruel kiss. "Watch out for the knife I left laying on the floor. Put it up on the shelf before you play."

"Yes... my Queen." She groaned then sniffed the air. "Drakkar incense, my Queen?"

"I had a feeling you would bring Abrecan here after awhile." He smiled knowingly at her. "Just a little bit of me here while you use Abrecan."

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

#Taboo2sday ... metal and sex

8 to 10 sentences (or 100 words for bloggers/reviewers) of taboo erotica. Take a risk with me? :D

I was debating if I'd wanted to share more from "Skipping Down the Primrose Path: Book Three" of my Vala's Story serial; after some thought, some discussion with my beta reader, I decided to move on to "The Beginning of Knowledge: Book Four"- isn't that an amusingly ironic title? But yes, after the novella of "Out of the Night: Book One," just novel-length "Gates of the Garden: Book Two"- the twin longer books of "Skipping" and "Knowledge" give me a lovely source of material to tease people on hops like this. For at least a few weeks between this hop and #WIP-Wednesday, you'll probably get some of this fun book with The Queen, Vala, and their huge family.

I figure there's 2 taboos functioning here, maybe 3; what do you think they are? If you want to read more of this scene, come back tomorrow to enjoy my longer sharing for #WIP-Wednesday.

She stared at the dagger in his hands.

"You trust me?" He laid the flat of the blade against her stomach.

Vala groaned, whimpered. Her legs twitched, but her torso was frozen. "Yes... my Queen."

His free hand moved between her legs. "I love to see the fear in your eyes." He pushed her lips apart. His thumb pressed against her clit.

Monday, July 21, 2014

Iona is simply not in the mood

Apologies to anyone who was expecting another installment with my Irish twins, but the story line had petered out for me (you can enjoy their three parts here, here, and here). This week, I was intrigued to write BDSM that didn't work out, a submissive not in the mood. I'm re-reading Maren Smith's "Saving Sara" and Master Jackson has his hands full trying to deal with the main submissive character Sara. I decided to work with The Queen and Iona prior to Vala's entrance into their family, when their son Erik is still an infant, not the toddler whom readers will get to meet the first time in "Gates of the Garden: Book Two"- (release date expected before winter)...

Sex? BDSM activity? What will come of this interaction between The Queen and Iona?

Iona turned the page in her book.

"Hey lovely." The Queen wandered into her room.

"My Queen," Iona murmured with little emotion to her voice.

The Queen cleared his throat in warning.

"Oh I'm sorry, my Queen," Iona said as she placed her finger on the page before looking at him. She smiled and scooted to one side of her bed to make space for him before returning to her reading.

"Was it that hard with Erik last night that you're just going to ignore the protocols we live with?"

Iona's gaze jumped with the dreaded contraction. "My Queen? I'm sorry. I'm just so exhausted."

The Queen reclined on Iona's bed and pulled her onto his lap.

"But my Queen, you've lost my place for me," Iona whined. She opened her book, flipped and skimmed for a moment, before slotting her kittens bookmark into place. She set her book on a nightstand.

"Now we talked about this, how we thought things might work as you learn to balance being Erik's mom and being my slave. His fever broke, Greta and Brenna have him occupied so you can have this break."

Iona relaxed into The Queen's embrace. "I am sorry, my Queen. I didn't imagine motherhood would be so tiring or that there'd be days I'd be so stressed that I have no desire for sex or BDSM at all."

The Queen took Iona's chin in hand and gently tilted her head so she looked up at his face. "I love you, Iona, my sweet slave, my darling lover, the most precious mother of my wonderful son. I guess maybe as dad I don't understand the depth of your worry but you've slept, Karl's been her to treat Erik, and I've just told you his fever broke. I appreciate your verbal apologies, but I still need to punish you physically."

"Yes, my Queen. I love you, my Queen." Her expression intriguingly combined equal parts awe and irritation. 

"Now, my Queen?"

"Yes, although I will let you choose: my hand or an implement you have in your room.

"Please, your hand, my Queen." Iona's lips remained parted.

"Tell me what level of punishment you think you deserve." He brushed his thumb back and forth over her lips.

Iona knitted her brow. "Um... twenty spanks on my ass then ten over my labia with my legs spread wide, my Queen?"

"Did my question make you think I was asking for such a level of specificity that I normally do not?" He kissed her, soft and warm, holding her tight against him. "Or were you saying what you think you'll need to feel okay?"

Iona trembled against The Queen. "I don't know, my Queen. Hell, use it as a guide if you please. Sometimes I'm glad you don't have specific punishments for specific infractions, but sometimes it might help." She pressed her face against his chest, hiding beneath his hair.

"Let us change positions here to a more traditional over-the-knee for those first twenty." The Queen continued in the soft, yet stern tone he'd been using.

Iona crawled off his lap and onto her bed. She fell back onto her haunches as she watched him scoot to the edge of the bed.

The Queen patted his lap. "Stretch yourself out." He licked his lips as she obeyed.

Iona stretched out her arms in front of her as if she was unsure what to do with them.

"Tell me what you did wrong." He laid his left hand on her wrists, confining them.

"What I did wrong," Iona murmured, her voice pitched as if the comment wasn't really for The Queen's ears. "I didn't look at your face when I was physically capable as I was talking to you, my Queen. I snapped at you, a few times." She paused, frowning deeply. "You were wonderfully mixing the roles of Master, lover, father and I was just a bitchy, overtired mom, regardless of the help you'd given."

"Okay, I think you got it." Without warm-up, without ordering Iona to counting, The Queen landed several spanks in rapid, harsh precision, his hand moving around her ass and thighs.

Iona whimpered. "Supposed to"

"No, I'm counting," The Queen interrupted through clenched teeth. He focused on her thighs, slapping until the light brown skin started to show the abuse. "I'm figuring out..." slap, slap, slap, "being a dad..." slap, slap, slap, "and supporting you as mom!" He paused, breathing hard. He rubbed his hand over her hot skin. "Even a vanilla mom would have looked at my face!" He slapped his hand repeatedly between her legs.

"I'm so sorry, my Queen." Iona broke into sobs as the spanking continued past her 20 suggested spanks.

The Queen spread his legs under Iona before flipping her over, her ass wedged in his thighs' grip. He gripped one leg and threw it wide, her foot brushing against the side of her bed. "Is not being in the mood for sex or BDSM activity a reason to be nasty at me?"

Iona blinked her eyes rapidly as she stared up at The Queen. "No, my Queen." Her lips trembled as fresh tears started down her cheeks.

The Queen cupped his hand and held it above Iona's wide spread labia. Punctuating his words with slaps, he lectured, "Do not use Erik as an excuse to be bitchy at me!"

"My... my Queen!" Iona screamed and moaned at the force of the blows.

He gathered her up in his arms, bringing her close to his chest, her head nestled against his neck. "Now this is what I wanted when I walked in here, just to hold you close. Did I miss some subtle female body language?"

"I guess, my Queen, that and I was out of line. After a moment, could we please go check on Erik?" Iona pressed a kiss against The Queen's neck.

"Yes, my sweet. In just a bit we will go see our boy."

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Mearr gets ready- Out of the Night: Book One excerpt

When Katherine Deane said she would like to visit next Sunday with her recent release "The Coach's Discipline," that left me thinking about today. I pondered an excerpt from "Out of the Night: Book One." What I have is a serial, not a series, and with that comes that knowledge that none of the books really tell a full story on their own. So before "Gates of the Garden: Book Two" releases in the next few months, I'm highly suggesting those who've enjoyed the characters from Vala's Story on my blog, that they should read "Night" before "Gates" comes out. Then I was left with what short of excerpt I wanted to share. I decided I wanted to share an interaction between Mearr/Vala the night The Queen brings her back to his Manhattan loft on the evening that she overdosed again.

"You know, one of the reasons I started doing drugs in the first place was just to feel normal in my own body. But I found I couldn't feel normal without them." She lifted her right leg up onto the counter and began to loosen the laces and buckles of her combat boots. "I can't remember the last time I took these things off," she murmured thoughtfully, easing a boot off. "Hell, I can't even remember the last time I got to do more than wash up in a public bath."

"Well, that is going to change," The Queen said as he worked on her other boot. "I am a firm believer in a bubble bath every day."

"Bubble bath?" She laughed. "I wouldn't picture you being into that. Little too soft."

The Queen smirked as he jerked her left boot off and threw it aside.

Mearr held her hands out to him. "Help me down please."

The Queen put his hands on Mearr's waist and lowered her to the floor on her feet.

She looked up at him. "Why today? Why did you come get me today?"

"Because when the call came that you had overdosed again," The Queen looked away for a moment, swallowed hard, before continuing, "I feared if I did not act today I might not get the chance to do so."

"But I didn't OD. I just did too much. And what call? Who called you?"

"A friend," he answered in a tone of voice that allowed no further discussion.

"Oh." Mearr grabbed the bottom of her tank top and began to lift it; The Queen took over part way to lift the shirt off her. She sucked in a deep breath. With careful movements she undid the button on the top of her leather pants and pulled the zipper down. Hands on the waist of her jeans, she looked up at him before quickly turning away.

"Please don't look at me. I'm disgusting," she whispered, her hands fanning across her stomach.

The Queen pulled her against him in a fierce hug. He brushed her hair back away from her face and with a stern finger pushed her chin up so she looked into his eyes. "You are incredibly beautiful and desirable. I want to help you..."

"Out of the Night: Book One" blurb:
Restless and world-weary, Mearr isn't about to admit she needs anyone's help, even this gorgeous man who has taken her into his home. Well one of his homes and part of this huge family she's heard about but not met all of. She's young, looks young, and knows it but at least she's legal now so she can pick a new name to go with her new life...

The Queen knows he wants Mearr bad, ever since the first time he saw her in the window of the coffeehouse. He has his plan, but even a Dominant's plans don't always survive the unpredictability of the future. He struggles to figure out this temperamental woman he's brought home, how best to help her. Then he takes her to his mansion...

They wait patiently for The Queen to bring Mearr home. Well to the home they've been redecorating for Him and for the hopes that she'll become part of their family and be trained to please Him. Simon and Tommy have seen her, of course, being The Queen's right and left hands; they say she'll be a perfect addition...

Please come along with Joelle on this journey, shared with the readers in serial fashion. A multitude of "Happily-ever-afters" are waiting with the completion of book 9.

Author's Note: This novel is meant for open-minded adults. Activities described include a wide range of BDSM and sexual activities, some of which are male/male, male/female, consensual slavery, oral/anal/vaginal intercourse, bondage. The story also covers some sensitive topics in characters' backstories, such as drug abuse.

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Saturday, July 19, 2014

#SeductiveSnS ... reviews of "Moon Chilled," "Dom with the Kink Monsters," and "A Little Too Broken"

Seductive Studs and Sirens... a blog hop for LGBT romance, erotica, and erotica romance... 150 words of love from a non-heterosexual perspective. Enjoy my post and then check out the other hoppers with the links below.

I enjoyed "Moon Chilled" by Caitlin Ricci, review here on Goodreads. A female/female paranormal romance involving werewolves. While there was no graphic sex, I still enjoyed the story. I gave it 4 stars out of 5, read my review to see my explanation. Here is were Caitlin visited my blog to promote the book.

I do so the polyamory, the various gender pairings in "The Badass Brats" series and in "The Dom with the Kink Monsters" written by Sorcha Black without her co-authors didn't disappoint, review here on Goodreads. If anything I loved some of the kinks (like knife play) that she did when she wrote on her own. MMFF. Yum!

And finally, "A Little Too Broken" by Brad Vance, review here on Goodreads. I was so happy to see the mention of the Wounded Warrior Project. This was a wonderful romance as well. 5 stars!

Friday, July 18, 2014

Out of the Night: Book One, The Queen's T and domain, MyAwesomeFans

I thought a bunch of things I could write about today. CBT. "What the dominant wants." You'll probably get to enjoy posts about those soon, although I shared a snippet of CBT in my Taboo Tuesday this week. I was a busy beaver this week- I know, I always think of performing cunninglgus on a beautiful woman when I type that- and I wrote a bunch about MyAwesomeFans and I thought to share some stuff.

Look in my right hand margin for the button "The Queen's Domain On MyAwesomeFans." After reading this paragraph, I suggest you do just that :D!   I have loved MyAwesomeFans from the moment I signed up! So many great things to make my life as an author go smooth. One of my favorite things are the fan clubs. While my serial is called "Vala's Story," it's The Queen- Vala's dominant- that gives the shape of the experience and it's for him that I named my fan club "The Queen's Domain." MAF two levels of membership- "creator" and "fan"- and "fan" is always FREE! You can sign up as a "fan," join "The Queen's Domain," and take part on conversations about Vala's World that I only have with my closest friends and my beta reader! As well as the chance to give me your opinion on something I'm asking just in his domain.

In the world of Vala's Story, The Queen is very rich, having more than enough money to care for all 19 of his slaves without worry. That is one of the few fantastic details of my erotic romance with sex and BDSM so real you might have seen it at your local dungeon. When you buy my book "Out of the Night: Book One" from the MyAwesomeFans Fanstore, you not only help me to make 90% of the reasonably priced $2.99 book- in comparison to 70% or even as low as 35% at some of the big e-retailers- you earn points towards the purchase of future books at the Fanstore, including the soon-to-be-released "Gates of the Garden: Book Two." http://fanstore.myawesomefans.com/index.php?option=com_virtuemart&view=productdetails&virtuemart_product_id=54&virtuemart_category_id=116&Itemid=263

You know wanna wear some of The Queen's words on your chest :D! Well almost 'cause he wouldn't use the contraction, but here's your chance to tell everyone "Behavior Doesn't Solely Determine Identity"- and wonder about how he uses that sentence in the 3rd book of my Vala's Story serial- just $20 http://fanstore.myawesomefans.com/index.php?option=com_virtuemart&view=productdetails&virtuemart_product_id=46&virtuemart_category_id=248

And now I'm gonna give you the link to Saturday Spankings for this weekend. I'm still on hold on participating myself- as I push through preparing "Gates of the Garden: Book Two" for its publishing and blog tour as well as working on "Skipping Down the Primrose Path: Book Three" with my beta reader. It's hard sometimes to find something specifically spanking as that's only one piece of the BDSM activity that happens in Vala's Story. I'm hoping by the time that this post goes live that I'll have gotten my act together and reviewed a bunch of GLBT books sitting unreviewed on my Kindle for Seductive Studs and Sirens.