Saturday, August 29, 2015
Thursday, August 27, 2015
[I’ve got a very special sneak peek today, from my good friend Spencer Dryden’s new release, just out from Fireborn Publishing. I know you’ll love this romantic fantasy novella. In addition to previewing the book, I’m giving you a early peek at the great prize he’s giving away in his blog tour next week! ~Lisabet]
After he rescues a mermaid from a sea monster, Max Weiss falls into a world of pirate treasure, dolphin whisperers, murderous mobsters and a forbidden love.
Troubles multiply in the already-troubled life of Max Weiss after he rescues a mermaid from the clutches of a sea monster. Drawn by the allure of the enchanting mermaid, Azzaria, Max agrees to help her find her lost mermaid sister. Max is pulled into a world of missing drug money, pirate treasure, murderous mobsters, dolphin whisperers and a forbidden love.
Their bellies full of fish and rum, Max followed her in the skiff to one of the many little islets dotting the Matanzas River. He turned the skiff sideways to the shore and dropped an anchor on each end. They lay in the warm shallow water; direct sight lines to the river were blocked by the boat. She played with his hair as they talked. They lay side by side almost spooning, his one arm around her shoulder supporting her, his other hand tracing her face. Small talk finally gave way to the challenge she set before him.
"Azzaria, how do I go about finding your sister?"
"The dolphins say she is nearby, Max Weiss. She is a landwalker now, with no memory of me or the sea. You must search for her and bring her to me so I can whisper memories to her. When she slips back into her tail, she will remember all."
Max nodded. "What's her name? That might be a start."
"I don't know her landwalker name. Her mermaid name is Bekkaul."
"Bekkaul," he said, not quite able to match the smoothness of Azzaria's voice. "That's a beautiful name, just like yours. If I shout out her name everywhere I go, will she know it?"
"No. But if you can get close enough and whisper, it might sound familiar."
Max flashed an impish grin. "That'll probably get my face slapped."
Azzaria took his hand and gently nibbled his fingertips while staring deeply into his eyes. "Max Weiss, you are a powerful warrior and a seductive man. A mermaid would melt to hear you whisper her mermaid name."
Max snickered. "You should tell that to the women who think I'm a worthless slug."
She bit harder on his fingers. "Max Weiss, the daughters of Eve do not know the hearts of men."
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About Spencer Dryden
Spencer Dryden is a new writer, but an old guy on the threshold of draining any reserves left in Medicare and Social Security.
In real life he is a handyman, an at-home dad, inventor and web videographer living a quiet life in the frozen tundra of Minnesota (USA).
Like all writers he has a cat but they don't get along well. He can be found at the usual writer hangouts:
Please note: This post is not part of Spencer’s blog tour, which starts next week. I do hope after this sneak peek that you’ll hop over to the official tour sites and enter to win!
9/1 - Evelyn Shepherd
9/3 - Literary Nymphs
9/4 - Sapphyria's Book Reviews
Blog Tour Prize:
Mermaids and Seashells Gift Basket valued at $100.00
Memory of Mermaids gift basket includes;
Seashell Gift Box that looks like a Book
Bamboo Fiber Bath Scrub
Mermaid window decal
Starfish Glass Soap Dish
Sea Clay Dry Body Scrub 5 ounce
Shimmering Mineral Bath 5 ounce
Soy Milk Bath scent Mermaid Dreams (2 standard tub uses or 1 garden tub size) scent Mermaid Dreams
Bath Melts (2 standard tub uses or 1 garden tub use)
Shimmer Body Powder scent Memory of Mermaids
Cocoa Butter Lip Balm – passion fruit
Organic Sugar Lip Scrub- passion fruit
Sea Urchin Massage Bar Soap
Mermaid Olive Oil Soap
Sand Dollar Soap
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
By Desiree Holt (Guest Blogger)
While doing research for today’s blog I came across a very interesting web site called Flogging for Fun. I thought I’d share some of the interesting info with you. Just in case. Ya know?
Flogging and being flogged can be intensely erotically stimulating. For the Top (Dominant partner), it can be about power, but it can also be about giving a sensually superior sensation to the bottom (submissive partner). For the bottom (submissive partner), flogging can be about the pain, but for many of 'us', it is about the enormous endorphin rush we get coupled with the concept of kink, or the erotic connection between partners, due to increased sensitivity and acceptance of erotic stimuli. The truth about flogging is that there are as many reasons for the joys as there are individuals practicing it!
Choosing Your Flogger (the implement)
Floggers should be carefully selected for the sensation or level of sensation it provides. If you are not into pain, select your flogger for the softness and pliability of the falls. Generally, the thicker the falls, the thuddier the flogger will be, and conversely, the thinner the falls, the stingier.
While for many people, their bottom is the absolute favorite area to receive the flogger's caress, many of us also enjoy breasts, thighs, upper (muscle padded) back, genitals, and the soles of our feet (called Bastinado, and ONLY done with extreme caution).
Choosing Your Flogger (the person doing the flogging)
Unless you know someone who is an experienced flogger, the best thing to do is attend a flogging workshop, instructed by reputable, experienced floggers, before even thinking about flogging a live human. These 'demos' are often held regularly at local dungeons or bdsm community gatherings. And you never know what interesting people you might meet!
You should practice on an inanimate object, such as a pillow or cushion bolster. Place the pillow on a chair or stool approximately the height of the 'submissive subject's' bottom, and for starters, concentrate ONLY on the buttocks while learning to 'throw' the flogger properly and safely. Another idea is to pin a pillow to a wire coat hanger and hang that from a doorknob, to practice stroking an upright human being with varying stroke intensities and rhythms. A damp paper towel or tissue can be a great gauge of your control after you have practiced some on strike zones and aim.
If you do it right, your submissive will be begging for more!
Hope this helps a little and…happy flogging!!!
And now, meet Lee and Branch, who both wanted to be on top.
He wanted her badly enough to DOUBLE DOWN on an outrageous bet.
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Lee Sullivan has really got her life together, as the mayor’s publicity chief and the respected Domme, Mistress Star. She doesn’t foresee any bumps in her life until she meets Branch Colby, self-made millionaire and a man who pushed her buttons. She has no idea that he is a full-out Dom who sees women as a challenge and this one more than most. When Branch’s friend Max bets him he cannot get Lee to submit to him, Branch agrees to a high-stakes wager. The problem is he never expected to fall for her or what the consequences would be when she learned the details of the bet. He has to find a way to repair the situation and she has to decide whether giving her heart is worth the risk.
Max sobered. “I don’t think I can thank you quite enough for giving me a piece of Colby, Inc.”
“In the beginning, it was a piece of nothing,” Branch recalled. “We’ve been lucky. Besides, you earn it every day keeping my ass legal and putting up barricades against the bloodsuckers.”
They both raised their glasses in a silent toast and then drank.
“So.” Max grinned. “I saw the mayor’s publicity flack here today. His honor too tied up to make it?”
“I guarantee you, whatever conflict Vincent had he couldn’t get out of. He never misses a chance to suck my dick.”
“Personally, I’d rather have her doing it. Although that really isn’t her style.”
Branch lifted an eyebrow. He had gotten no vibes from Lee Sullivan that she preferred women to men, and he was usually very good at picking that up.
“Are you telling me she bats for the other team?”
Max burst out laughing. “Far from it. You just hang out in the wrong places.”
Now Branch was getting irritated. “Do you want to tell me what the hell you’re talking about?”
“I guess you spend too much of your playtime at Ultra. Or your own bedroom.” Max laughed again, as if enjoying some kind of secret joke. “Unlike me. I like variety.”
“So you’ve visited Infinity. So what?”
Yeah, so what? One of the many things that bound their friendship so tightly was the fact that, after a friend had taken them to a public dungeon in their twenties, they had both realized they had strong Dom tendencies they needed to pursue. They soon found, if they wanted to play, they had to take instruction, and what an experience that had been.
“Enough of this shit.” Branch leaned forward. “Whatever’s on your mind, spit it out.”
“You know how Ultra has its own celebrities, Doms and Dommes who everyone wants time with? Oh, wait.” He snapped his fingers. “Aren’t you one of them? Right! Master B. The subs line up for an hour of your time.”
“You are really pissing me off here, Max. What does this have to do with Lee Sullivan?”
“Infinity’s got its own celebrities, too, which you’d know if you ever got a guest pass like I did.”
“And?” Branch made a “come on” motion with his fingers.
“And I discovered when I visited there that the most in-demand Domme is Mistress Star.” Max leaned forward, watching his friend intently. “Who in real life is known as Lee Sullivan.”
Branch felt as if someone had taken a cattle prod to his balls. “Are you fucking kidding me?”
“Not a bit.” Max was obviously enjoying the reaction. He got up and went to the bar to refresh his drink. “I was given to understand that male submissives sign up well in advance to spend time with her.”
Branch frowned. “Was she there the night you were? Did she see you?”
“No.” Max shook his head. “I was in the lounge, in a corner with some friends, when she came in before a session.” He grinned. “She had a damn good-looking sub waiting for her. Anyway, I wanted to be sure I wasn’t mistaken, so I asked the friend I was with.”
“If it was her, you mean?”
“Uh huh. Because my friend knew I’d keep my mouth shut. Infinity is no different than Ultra. No one ever discusses anything outside those walls. Not who they saw or who did what with whom. You know very well there are people who live the lifestyle who make it known to anyone who asks them. Many of the couples even socialize outside the club, but you know the unwritten rule—what happens at the club stays at the club.”
“I suppose it wouldn’t do me any good to ask you to get me some details on her.”
Max shook his head. “You know better than that.”
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Monday, August 24, 2015
[Ah, Victorian erotic fiction! One of my favorite genres, from a favorite author. Enjoy! ~Lisabet]
After a foolish wager costs her brother ownership of the weaving mill in Yorkshire which provides her income, Victoria Wynne is left with no choice but to confront the man who took the bet and seek to dissuade him from claiming his prize. Unfortunately for her, that man turns out to be Adam Luke, an experienced, ambitious entrepreneur who is intent on keeping what he won.
Upon meeting her, Adam is enchanted by Victoria’s beauty and charm as well as her nerve and self-reliance. Adam is a man of singular tastes, and when Victoria asks to manage the mill in return for a share of the profits, he offers her a bold proposal of his own. She will continue to run the mill as she has for years, but in return for a substantially larger portion of the profits she will also serve at his beck and call behind closed doors, submitting to him in any way he desires.
Wanting to earn enough money to buy back the mill as quickly as possible—and with some part of her shamefully aroused by the thought of kneeling naked at Adam’s feet—Victoria accepts his terms. But submission initially proves difficult for a woman used to running her own affairs, and soon enough she finds herself bare-bottomed over his knee for a firm lesson in obedience.
Adam’s plans for Victoria run much deeper than just an occasional spanking. She will be stripped naked, bound, and teased until she is aching for release, and then at last he will take her long and hard. As Adam continues to train her, teaching her to yield to his mastery while bringing her more pleasure than she ever thought possible, Victoria cannot help falling for him. But can a lifelong bond truly emerge from such a scandalous arrangement?
Publisher’s Note: A Scandalous Arrangement is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
He followed her up the stairs, admiring the gentle sway of her perfect little bottom. The fitted skirt she wore was smart and very respectable, if a trifle wilted from her long journey, but it framed her rounded buttocks beautifully. He managed not to reach out to cup those delectable globes, but it took some effort. He would wait though, he had decided he wanted her kneeling and naked before he touched her.
"Left at the top of the stairs. We're in the Alexandra Suite, towards the end of the corridor."
She nodded and proceeded as directed, stopping at the correct suite. The sign beside the door proclaimed this to be the place. Adam leaned around her to unlock the door, then gestured her inside.
He followed her, taking the time to remove the Do Not Disturb sign from the inner door handle and hang it on the outside. He took the further precaution of locking the door behind them.
Victoria stood in the centre of the sitting room, gazing around her. She glanced at him. "This is very nice. And spacious as you said. You have spared no expense."
"No, Victoria, I haven't. I don't skimp on things which are important to me, but I do expect value for money." He didn't elaborate, but he was confident she realised he was not just referring to their accommodations. He strolled across the room to drop the key on a side table. "Would you like to freshen up? I've ordered a dinner tray for later, but if you require afternoon tea that will be no problem."
"I am quite all right, thank you, not at all hungry. A bath would be pleasant though."
Adam wondered if this was a delaying tactic. At the same time as he blessed the modern plumbing which meant the bathtub could be filled without the necessity of a procession of hotel staff parading through their rooms with buckets of hot water. He considered her request for few moments, then dipped his head in agreement. "I'll sort that out for you. You will undress here though. Now."
"Now?" Her voice was a low whisper, and he saw her hands were shaking again as she clasped her fingers around her gloves. He needed to get her past this useless fit of modesty, and quick.
"Yes, now. Do you require my help with your fastenings?" He thought not as her jacket buttoned at the front, but still, it was polite to enquire.
She inhaled, a sharp, determined intake of breath, then, "No, I can manage."
Adam offered her a tight smile before he headed into the bedroom and straight on through to the bathroom where he turned on the taps. When he returned to the sitting room she had got as far as removing her bonnet. He did not believe for a moment that she was deliberately prevaricating, and he appreciated this would not be easy for her. But he also knew her hesitancy would not diminish for drawing out the inevitable. He wanted her naked, and he wanted that without further delay.
I’ve been an avid reader of fiction for many years, erotic and other genres. I still love reading, the hotter the better. But now I have a good excuse for my guilty pleasure – research.
I tend to draw on my own experience to lend colour, detail and realism to my plots and characters. An incident here, a chance remark there, a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can spark a story idea.
When not writing – which is not very often these days - my time is divided between my role as resident taxi driver for my teenage daughter, and caring for a menagerie of dogs, rabbits, tortoises. And a very grumpy cockatiel.
I have twenty four (at the last count) titles on general release with publishers on both sides of the Atlantic, and I have several more in the pipeline. All my books feature BDSM. I write explicit stories, always hot, but they offer far more than just sizzling sex. I like to read about complex characters, and compelling plots, so that’s what I write too. Strong, demanding Doms are a given, often paired with new submissives who have a lot to learn.
I have a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keep thinking of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a lot more from me.
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