First let me say how happy we are to be here and for Joelle
giving us a chance to talk, pimp our book and have some fun. No, that was not a
typo, Lynn Richards is the pseudonym for two best friends
who write erotica romance. Our experience with BDSM is, sadly to say, all in
our imagination. When we decided to put these elements into some of our novels,
we, of course, had to do some research (wink, wink, nudge, nudge). Research
being one of the major perks of writing erotica romance or romance of any kind.
Our research, also sadly to say was done all on the internet. We went to site
after site, after site… getting inspired (and aroused!). It wasn’t until we came
upon an article about why the theme of BDSM was bursting forth in all romance
genres and why women had suddenly embraced the thought of BDSM that we found
the angle we wanted for our story, Bought, Branded and Bound - CONTROL.
We’re not sure if this article was written by a man or a
woman, but it was told from a man’s point of view. His thoughts of why a woman
wanted to be controlled in the bedroom. Now we all know that what men say and
what they feel are often two different things and we don’t know if his theory
is correct because we do not practice the lifestyle, but we do know those
thoughts and insights struck a chord deep inside, and that the BDSM themes in
romance and erotica are nothing new, just different. It comes down to the same thing
– women want to lose control. More importantly, they want a man who is willing
to take control. Heard the term alpha male anyone?
Women are constantly being asked to control situations:
calling a plumber when the toilet leaks, breaking up a fight between two
children, making sure the report gets turned in on time at work. When can a
woman just be? Rarely ever. The article described how he would order his
partner to kneel in the middle of the bed, a blindfold on, hands above her
head. While he took control. She was not submitting to him, she was trusting
him. Trusting him to touch her, pleasure her, see to her every want and need.
Control her. Control her pleasure.
You might say what’s in it for him? We sometimes forget what
fragile egos men really have and their need to be needed. What better way for a
woman to show her love and desire for a man than to put herself completely in
his hands, and trust that he will bring her fulfillment.
Those were the feelings we wanted to bring out in our
series, Bought, Branded and Bound. A man who needs to control and a woman who
trusts him completely.
Any assumptions made about the BDSM lifestyle are based on
our very limited knowledge of the lifestyle. We applaud anyone who embraces a
lifestyle that makes them happy and fulfilled.
BUY LINK TO AMAZON:
BLURB:
Macy Trent was a
chubby girl but that didn't mean she obeyed anybody's rules but her own. That
is, until her drop-dead gorgeous boss blackmailed her into submitting to his
will. She agrees to spend the weekend with Logan and obey his every command.
Twenty
four hours later…Oh my God what have I
done?
That’s
Macy first thought upon waking and finding herself in Logan Quinn’s bed. As
memories of the night before – and her wanton behavior – come flooding back,
Macy realizes last night wasn’t her biggest regret, it was falling in love with
her drop dead gorgeous boss.
Logan’s
curvy assistant is sarcastic, willful, and deliberately disobedient and he’s
had enough of her attitude. He knows the only way to get her out of his system
is to make her submit. He also knows being a Dom is all about maintaining
control. So why does his curvy secretary make him want to break his every rule?
Come
join Logan and Macy on their incredibly erotic journey and find out what
happens when a good little submissive makes her dominant lose control…
WARNING: For mature
audiences only - contains elements of discipline, submission, dominance, hot
sex and . . . romance
All three parts are
available on Amazon.com, Barnes & Noble, Smashwords and Kobo
EXCERPT
“Again, Macy, why are you being punished?”
Macy was sitting on the end of the bed like a good submissive when
Logan entered the bedroom almost an hour later. Luckily he hadn’t finished
sooner. She’d taken a quick shower before donning one of his dress shirts and
even answered a text from her sister.
“Because I put two sugars in your coffee instead of three.”
“Did you do that deliberately, Miss Trent? You have made coffee for me
almost every day since you’ve been in my employ. And you have put one cube of
sugar in my coffee each time. Why forget today?”
He stood there, watching her, his eyes flashing with fire. She didn’t
know if it was anger or desire. She hoped it was desire.
“Do you know why I think you forgot, Miss Trent?”
She shook her head, unable to speak.
“I think you want to be punished. You want to feel the heat of my hand
on your backside. You want to see how much you can tolerate before using your
safe word, don’t you, Macy?”
He stepped back and pulled the t-shirt over his head. Next he hooked
his thumbs under the waistband of his pajamas and let them slide to the floor.
He wore no socks or shoes. Or underwear.
He walked over to the sitting area and placed one of the high-backed
chairs in front of the mirrored closets. Taking a seat he motioned her over.
“Come, stand in front of me the way you did last night.”
Macy complied, stepping in front of the chair with her back to him. She
could feel her blood thrumming through her body. Even though she couldn’t
comprehend the satisfaction to be had from spanking—yet—she was excited.
Aroused at the thought of having Logan’s hands on her again.
Would she ever get enough of this man?
He reached out, his hands going under the tail of her shirt to trace
the shape of her ass. His hands were warm, his touch firm as he stroked her
soft flesh, making her tremble.
“Do you like that, Macy?”
Her breathing hitched. His touch was like a narcotic. One simple stroke
and she’d do anything to have more. “Yes.”
“Unbutton my shirt.”
As soon as she’d undone the last button, he was tugging her down across
his lap, her torso resting on the large curved arm of the chair. The fingers of
one hand threaded through her hair, pulling the errant strands away from her
face. Suddenly, she could see them in the mirror. He was watching her. Gauging
her reaction.
“I want you to watch me spank you, Miss Trent,” he murmured. This was
it. The thought both frightened and aroused her.
Macy watched his face, the brooding, hungry look—like a starving man
offered a feast, yet afraid it was going to be snatched away before he got a
taste. Fascinated by his expression as he stared raptly at her plump cheeks,
she missed the rise of his hand.
BIO
Lynn Richards is
actually the pseudonym chosen by two best friends who started writing
together back when they were both young and idealistic. Though no longer
exactly young, we're still best friends and still pretty idealistic. We
enjoy reading (and writing) romances ranging from sweet and pure,
to spicy hot and erotic. We love hearing from our readers. Please E-mail
us at lynn.richardsromance@yahoo.com and let us know what kind of
reads you like and what you'd like to see from Lynn Richards in the
future. And thanks for taking time to read Lynn Richards’ romances!
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link:
http://www.lynnrichardsromance.com/
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Bookshelf
Beauty and the Wolf
Bedded by the Best Man
Bought by the Texas Billionaire
Branded by the Texas Billionaire
Bound by the Texas Billionaire
Delighting Daisy
Leader of the Pack
Pleasuring Tara
Seduced by the Italian
Sex by the Numbers
Taken by Force
Tempting the Texas Tycoon
Under His Control
Zoey’s Christmas Surprise
Hello Joelle - thanks for having us on the 7th - our weekend got away from us - again. It was fun doing the guest post! Again thanks
ReplyDeleteyou're welcome :) and yeah, we'll have to do that, have you visit again some time
DeleteI had a rough weekend- irritations with teen mostly, so yeah- weekend got away from me to.
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