So Carrie, well, she’s a submissive, a switch, a model, a friend, and yes an author. I read her book “A Taylor Made Student” on her blog, which was probably much like my raw writing. I wanted so badly to critique it for her. She probably thought I was some psychotic lunatic…lol. But honestly I like to help writers that I feel have such great potential. First, the title, I don’t know how many of you struggle with a title but hers was smack on the money for the book.
This book is one that hooked me and kept me wanting more and more. I have reviewed it here, Review of: “A Taylor Made Student”. I hounded her when she wasn’t quite finished; hopefully it was more a compliment than anything else.
I hope everyone takes the time to at least check out her book. Thanks Carrie for coming on my blog this month!!
Carrie Anne: Hhhm, that’s hard. I’m pretty open about most things. I would say I am a submissive/switch and that I am Bisexual, but then since starting my novel I have been pretty open about this side of my life.
So… I guess what people don’t know is that I am the biggest kid ever. I secretly love the Twilight books and films, and I love the Harry Potter movies too. However, even though I am the biggest kid, I don’t see kids in my life.
Oh and I have almost 70 pairs of shoes lol not the greatest secret I know, but if I told you all my secrets, they would no longer be a secret ;)
Plus they are a little to naughty to put on this page lol
Suzy Ayers: Who is a mentor or someone that you look up to/inspires you?
Carrie Anne: This is a difficult question also, there are many people for many different reasons. I look up to my best friend Kyla, she is very wise and always makes me see things from a different angle. She never judges me or anyone for the matter, and she is the greatest and nicest person I have ever met.
My mum, for being a strong person by bringing me and my two brothers up all by herself. She isn’t the most positive person and doesn’t believe in taking risk, but at the end of the day she has always been comfortable and when life has gotten bad for her, she manages to get herself out of it.
Writer wise would be… hhmm… I suppose Tiffany Reisz in the erotic world, and probably Sylvia Day also. I love their stories, there are both amazing writers. Tiffany (like me) has had experience in the BDSM world so she knows what she is writing in her story, unlike other BDSM writers whose story aren’t quite true to life. There are many other writers I look up to, but not enough time or space to write them all.
I would also like to say that I look up to my old sir, he was an amazing man. Passionate and hard working, and until recently he made me a better person. I miss him greatly, but unfortunately life got in the way.
Suzy Ayers: What is the biggest piece of advice you find that you give most often to aspiring writers?
Carrie Anne: To never give up. It may seem pretty simplistic, but it’s probably the best piece of advice I could have listen too. To many times have I come close to giving up and now I am so grateful I didn’t. My first book is now out to buy and I am very proud of myself for doing it.
A winner never quits and a quitter never wins. – love this saying.
Suzy Ayers: Tell us the book you’re excited to share with us...excerpt/cover/link
Carrie Anne: Well what can I say; “A Taylor Made Student” is a story about a young girl embarking on a forbidden D/s relationship with her dominant tutor / lover. There is danger, passion and excitement.
A tutor that desperately wants to teach and a student that eagerly wants to learn. Off into the shadows she follows...
After 2 years of running from her brutal past, Kiera Fox is now ready to start her life over. When she decides to finish her degree at the Essex University, the last thing she was expecting was to meet the handsome and intimidating Taylor Holloway.
A brief encounter in the court yard ignites a searing desire inside of Kiera which she longs to act upon. When she takes that plunge she is surprised to learn that Taylor is her Art tutor.
Giving in to the overwhelming longing for one another, Kiera embarks on a dark journey of submission to Taylor, guiding her into a world beyond just sex. He teachers her about dominance and submission, control and discipline, pain and pleasure, but this path is a little too familiar for Kiera. Bringing up too many raw memories she’s isn’t quite ready to face, but she can no longer run as her past has now found her.
Whilst struggling to come to terms with her past, a new threat is boiling in the background. Dragging up old war wounds and dangerous secrets, Kiera soon learns she isn’t the only one hiding secrets. Although the threats warn about revealing the affair, Kiera feels it’s not just about exposing them, this is personal.
Can their relationship remain in the shadows along with their secrets? And how far will Taylor push Kiera in surrendering her will to his dark world, without breaking her?
I took three trays from the sink in the corner and placed them on the development counter on the far right wall. As I placed my camera down near the skin there was a knock at the door. I was a little confused; surely they could have seen from the light on the outside that this room was in use, not to mention that there were four other rooms free to use.
"This room is in use." I yelled with irritation laced in my voice. As soon as the banging stopped, I switch off the main light and on went the red light. The glow from the red light was just enough light for me to see what I was doing but still, I headed slowly and cautiously over towards the chemicals. I picked up one of the less heavy chemical containers, when the door starts to bang once again only this time a lot louder. What the fuck? I popped the chemicals back down in heated frustration and went to find out what was going on? What was so important that they need to bang on the door in such a continuously abrupt manner? I unlocked the door and pushed it open slightly, just enough to stick my head out the door, when suddenly a hand pushed hard against my chest and forced me back into the dark room.
My heart pounded with terror as a tall dark figure stood before me. I couldn't quite see who they were, as the angle in which they stood was out of line with the red light, so there was only darkness for a face. They turned, slammed and locked the door behind themselves and pushed me hard, slamming my body against the cold wall behind me knocking the air clean from my lungs. Something sharp dug into my back causing me an immense amount of pain, and I screamed loud from it. Confusion clouded my mind from the dream like state of not knowing what the hell was happening to me. Why wasn't I scared as I should have been? Focus Kiera. Something about this seem strangely exciting? Scary but still exciting. The figure stepped in close to me and placed both their hands on my bare thighs, just at the hem of my skirt and pushed it up to my waist. Suddenly frozen by fear I could only stand still with my feet routed to the floor and let them take advantage of me in my paralysed state.
"Don't say a word," they said. Instinct told me to obey the whispered demand. Their breath hot and heavy in my ear sent a small shiver to my centre. I knew that scent and those skilled hands anywhere. There was only one reason why I felt so excitedly turned on, and yet so incredibly terrified at the same time. The only reason why my feet told me to stay and obey and make no effort to fight or run.
Everything was happening so quickly and before I could catch my breath and comprehend what was happening, he slid his hand down my knickers and placed two fingers inside my already soaked pussy. My body convulsed around his long fingers as they circulated inside me. Oh how much I've missed those fingers on and in me. How much I've longed to hear his commanding voice and intoxicating scent. My sex tightened around his magic fingers as they slid in and out of me and over my moist folds. That's when I heard a deep throaty groan come from him and all I could do was smile.
God, I missed that noise.
He stepped away from me, leaving me panting and yearning for more, when with complete urgency, he swept all the trays off the counter sending them crashing to the floor with a hollow thud. Taylor grasped me by my buttocks, picked me up and set me down on the counter he had just so abruptly cleared. He wedged his solid body between my quivering thighs, opening my legs up wilder for him and with pure raging lust he ripped my kickers in two with his bare hands, throwing the shredded piece of fabric to the floor.
He pulled my hands behind my back and locked my wrists tightly together in his strong hands, but I struggled against the grip to free my wrist as I wanted so badly to touch Taylor but my resistance only made his clamp on my wrist tighten, painfully. It had been so long since I felt his body and it was killing me, him being so close and I still couldn't feel his soft warm skin and firm body beneath my hands. I groaned with frustration.
"Keep. Still. Kiera." He ordered slowly, and with those authoritative words my body instantly dropped its fight to free my hands. Taylor was being extra rough with me, it seemed like I wasn't the only one frustrated and it was like he needed to be in me as soon as he possibly could. My breath had turned shallow and ragged as was his. I could just about make out his eyes on me, greedily taking in the sight of me. The red from the light made his eyes seem even wilder and lusted, like they were on fire.
Releasing one hand that clutched tightly around my wrist, he unzipped his trousers and clutched his large fully erect cock and pushed it so hard inside me. I couldn't contain the loud scream, from the internal searing pain of his thrust, escape from my lips. Stupid thing was, as much as it hurt, I liked it. It was then that I realised we were skin on skin, no condom. It was so wrong but I couldn't deny it felt incredible. My nipples pushed hard against the fabric of my bra, protruding through to the second layer of fabric which was my t-shirt, displaying how aroused I found the situation.
Taylor took his free hand and placed it over my mouth to silencing my cries. Thrusting over and over again, each one harder and more painful than the last and my muffled groans grew louder. A tremor of pleasure waved through my core and over my body harder than it ever had before and I shook violently from the explosion of my orgasm. Oh God, it felt so good and I never wanted it to end. I could hear Taylor's moans deep and breathless at my ear, when suddenly I felt his body tense and with one hard final thrust and whispering my name; his body shuddered uncontrollably as he release his warm salty goodness inside me.
Taylor rested his forehead on my shoulder. We remained silent for a minute, trying to regain our equilibrium and our breath, as we were both totally spent.
"God I've missed you" he murmur breathlessly and kissed my shoulder before he moved away and out of me.
Suzy Ayers: Where are you going next? What is your next project/book?
Carrie Anne: Well, what is next for me is the second part of my story. My story is in three parts (the Taylor Made Series) and after leaving the first book on a cliffhanger I have to get writing on the second one quickly lol. A Taylor Made Master is the second book and I am very excited to write it. This one is a little darker and where the first book explains Kiera’s secrets and why she is the way she is, this second book is all about Taylor and his secret.
This book also introduces a character which I have borrowed of my writer friend Paige Matthews. We have decided to collaborate with two of our characters, I get Devlin and she gets Kelsey (Kelsey pops up briefly in A Taylor Made Master, but will have her very own story after I have finished writing The Taylor Made Series, called 3 Ways From Sunday)