It doesn't work though. Desire denied can eat away at you like acid. Without our dark sides, we're incomplete shadows of what we could be. How can you find that one person, though - the Master of whom you dream - the one who will listen but not judge you, but indeed, who will encourage you to make your most forbidden fantasies real? And once you find him, will you be brave enough to show him your true self?
This is the theme of my story, Muse, in the wonderful new collection Slave Girls: Erotic Stories of Submission. Once again, D.L. King has put together a sensational collection of intelligent and arousing erotic tales on the general topic of female submission. We authors are doing a blog tour to celebrate the book's recent release. You'll find a list of the other participants at the end of this post. Leave a comment on this post, with your email address, and you could win a print copy of the book!
Here's the blurb for mine, and a bit of an excerpt.
Meet your master.
Popular erotic romance author Melissa Appleton knows how to titillate her readers, but her books are tame compared to her perverse and painful fantasies. The unprepossessing man who asks her to sign "from your devoted slave" claims to be the master she has dreamed about. Does she dare discover whether he speaks the truth?
He loomed over the table, an undeniable presence despite his no more than average height. She shrank back into her chair, her pulse loud and fast in her ears, her thighs slippery. “I know you, Lissa. I've read every book you've written. I've watched you, on the street, at readings, working at your computer. You don't want timid games. You're afraid to admit it – I understand – but you want marks. Bruises. Blood. You want to be tested, stretched to the breaking point and beyond.”
He captured her right wrist in his big, bony hand. The fountain pen fluttered in her fingers like a caged bird. “Write me your fantasies, and I'll make them real. Show me your rawest, darkest dreams – all the filthy details. Then trust me to fulfill them.”
Clearly he was mad. Perhaps even dangerous. She should call Jeremy, the manager, or the security guard who was taking a break now that the crowd had dispersed. Somehow she couldn't move. His grip wasn't tight. She could have pulled her hand away. But his eyes bored into her and his voice stilled her, holding her transfixed like a pinned insect.
“I can't...” she murmured.
“I say you can. If you choose.” He leaned closer, until she felt his warm breath on her face. He smelled of tobacco and wood varnish. “It's up to you, Lissa, to take the first step.”
“Begin by writing, 'To my master'.” He relinquished her hand and she found herself following his instructions. A thrill shot through her as the violet ink she used for signings flowed onto the page. Master. So strange. Was this real?
“Good girl. Now, 'From his devoted slave'.”
She giggled – she couldn't help herself. It just sounded so silly and cheesy.
“You'll likely find it less amusing as time goes on,” he commented, his voice edged with irony.
“Sorry – I just can't take this seriously.” She surveyed him with greater care. Amazing that a man of such ordinary appearance could broadcast such an aura of control. Now that she thought of it, his face was somehow familiar. “Is this a joke? Did Laurel put you up to this?” Her best friend, another author, had been known to organize elaborate pranks.
He ignored her question. “Close your eyes.”
Without thinking, she obeyed.
“Imagine you're bound tight. Your breasts are purple and sore from the ropes looped around them. A bar is lashed between your ankles, holding you wide open. Your ass is plugged and you're suspended from the ceiling. Your cunt-juice drips onto the floor.”
The situation he described sprang to life in her mind, in vivid detail. She was, after all, used to creating scenes out of words. A rush of lust surged through her, leaving her trembling and faint.
Sound like a story you might like? Get yourself a copy and find out. Or, if you're feeling lucky, leave a comment with your email address and you just might win your very own volume of submissive fantasies. I'll draw the winner after the solstice, at the end of the tour.
Meanwhile, visit the other authors' blogs to read more sexy and salacious excerpts!
June 1 D. L. King http://dlkingerotica.blogspot.com
June 2 Rachel Kramer Bussel http://lustylady.blogspot.com
June 3 Alison Tyler http://alisontyler.blogspot.com
June 4 Valerie Alexander http://www.valeriealexander.org
June 5 Nina Fairweather http://ninafairweather.com
June 6 Sommer Marsden http://sommermarsden.blogspot.com
June 7 Evan Mora http://dlkingerotica.blogspot.com
June 8 Victoria Behn http://kdgrace.co.uk
June 9 Donna George Storey http://sexfoodandwriting.donnageorgestorey.com
June 10 Teresa Noelle Roberts http://www.teresanoelleroberts.com
June 11 Erzabet Bishop http://erzabetsenchantments.blogspot.com
June 12 Lisette Ashton http://ashleylisterauthor.blogspot.co.uk
June 15 Giselle Renarde http://donutsdesires.blogspot.com
June 16 Lisabet Sarai http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com
June 17 Graydancer http://www.graydancer.com
June 18 Deborah Castellano http://deborahcastellano.tumblr.com
June 19 Nym Nix http://nymnix.wordpress.comJune 21 Lydia Hill http://lisehorton.blogspot.com