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#newrelease Saving Lady J - The Butterfly Series -- dark #erotic #thriller @DarkHollowsPrs

7/14/2015

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Saving Lady J – The Butterfly Series

Suzy Ayers

Dark Hollows Press

http://www.darkhollowspress.com/

Scheduled for release July 14th.

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Check out all of these fantastic new releases from Dark Hollows Press here.

Author page on DHP website
http://www.darkhollowspress.com/#!suzy-ayers/c1wjc

Saving Lady J page (price to be added on release day)
http://www.darkhollowspress.com/#!saving-lady-j/c1w3j

Book blurb:
Jamie is a woman confused about who she is sexually. Her submissive side is constantly at war with her mouth.

She becomes involved with Julian, a man with secrets of his own, who becomes her slave.

When two dominant men enter Jamie and Julian's life, Jamie's world begins to unravel. As she attempts to help Julian fight his battles, she unwitting puts herself in harms way.

Themes/Warnings for the book:

This book is a dark erotic thriller. It is for readers 18+ and includes, but not limited to: force, mindfuckery, anal, spanking and spanking implements, non-con/dub-con, suspenseful elements, pegging, interracial sex, cuckold-themes, etc


About the book:

In Saving Lady J there are 3 or 4 main characters and multiple supporting characters. Just as in “real life” Jamie Rodgers has friends and a job. They don’t know about her personal activities outside of work. Jamie had always thought she was a “freak” and hid away her true feelings.

A majority of this book is based on non-fiction, real characters and a heck of a lot of naughty dreams. Much of what I write comes from people watching and learning from my friends within the lifestyle. Julian is a real person and even Raynth is real. I speak with him and get advice on a semi-regular basis. All names are changed and I have never met these people, sadly.

Unfortunately, in the lifestyle there are abusive and frightening situations, as in any “vanilla” life. This book was difficult for me to publish, because I didn’t want to offend readers. The sinister and uncertain moments, as well as other scenes, are why it is considered a dark erotic thriller.

I wanted to show growth within two of the main characters over this series. The book is intended to have a second one to explain Julian’s dark past and hopefully a bright future for Jamie.
Excerpt – Dominants are like two lions

I inhaled the shriek I wanted to let loose and composed myself. Cleaning the plug I set it on the bureau and left without a word. Anger was not even close to the word I felt. It was hurt wrapped in unease. As I rode the elevator down it was then that my legs began to wobble. The adrenaline had worn off.

I called Julian, “you called?” I grumbled.

“Yes, I’m so sorry Lady J. The power has gone out and your laptop was on. I tried to rescue-”

“Shit!” I closed my phone.

I exited the elevator and the lobby was an expanse of see-through windows. Elegant furnishings were displayed sparsely throughout the area. The flash of white and purple made me flinch and then the long rumble of thunder made me pause before pushing through the doors.

Another crash and pulse of electricity flew through the air, but this time it wasn’t the impending storm. I saw Marc. What was he doing here at Chris’ apartment complex no less? If I hadn’t been punished enough. If Chris saw this. Fuck that! I knew he would find out. He owned this damn building.

My heart raced for two competing reasons—one, the gorgeous soul who seemed to be looking up at me despite his stature. And two, the man who had just made my legs the thin copper wire that I was barely standing upon. Marc stood outside in front of the door, blocking it almost. He and fear kept me from leaving. I ran my hand up to my neck at my throat became dry.

“What is he doing here?” Chris growled behind me and I flinched. I hadn’t even heard the elevator chime I had been frozen in my spot, staring and wondering the same thing.

“I-I don’t know.”

Chris glared at me, pushed past me and went outside. He wore only his sweatpants and his Calvin Klein’s peeked from the top. The muscles in his body flexed with each movement and I bit my bottom lip. Concern waved over me as a pit formed in my stomach. I waited and waited for the fistfight, but it never came.

They stared each other down, Chris shouted and Marc stood like a statue. Both seemed to watch each other, locked into each other like raging bulls, yet no physical contact was made. I wanted to hear what they were saying, but I was in awe watching them. Hard to describe except maybe two lions fighting over a Pride and speaking in only a language they knew.

I watched as Marc gave me a saddened look and Chris moved to block even that. I watched the defeat in the man I had grown to care for deeply. I wanted him to be my friend, I wanted to explain to Chris that was all he was to me, but clearly that was no longer an option.

Chris came in and grabbed my arm with strength.

“Sir, you’re hurting me,” I whined as he dragged me over to the elevator.

He punched the button and the door opened immediately. He shoved me inside and before the door closed he was on top of me pinning me to the elevator wall. “You are mine,” he said and to stake his claim his mouth took mine.

I wanted to protest. I was still angry with him, but he was distracting me with his hand between my thighs. No. I tried to wriggle away. He couldn’t tell me I couldn’t be Marc’s friend.

“Mine, my beautiful fuck toy to please and fuck,” he said and dropped to his knees. Chris inhaled my scent. “Damn, you smell like a horny little slut that needs to come,” he grinned as he looked up at me.

His fingers thrust inside my pussy still wet from his intrusion only moments ago. He reached over and stopped the elevator with a push of a button. “Tell me,” his voice was dripping with lust.

“Tell you what sir?” I asked, as I gripped the rail to steady myself. I was unsure how much more my legs could handle.

He slid his thumb ever so gently across my sensitive nub and I jumped. He chuckled. “I want to hear you say it.”

“I need it sir. Please sir, please let me come. I’m so sorry for being bad, I promise to be good.” I whimpered as my pulse rose with each stroke across my clit.

He removed his hand. “No. And now your scent, damn, you smell so good,” he growled. “Look what you do to me,” he said exasperated.

“Sir, I can’t help it. I’m so horny and you know my body so well. You know how to tease me. Please sir please let me fuck you,” I pleaded as if I was pleading for my life. My body hummed and my crotch pulsed with blood. I never spoke like this, maybe there was too much blood in my crotch and not enough in my brain.

Excerpt – Julian’s lesson one of many

 Julian was caught pleasuring himself in the bathroom the very day he moved in.

“Julian, I will call you pet or slave or any other pet names I might come up with.”

He nodded and looked up at me.

“I will collar you with a house collar when I see fit. You are my submissive. I don’t want you to be confused about that. I want to find a collar that suits you. I don’t want you doing bad behavior on purpose. You are free to speak to me, but not tell me what to do. Do you understand?”

He nodded.

“Yes or no?”

“Yes.”

“Repeat after me: “Lady J owns my cock. I am not to touch it unless I need to for going pee. In fact from now on I will sit to pee, because I lost that privilege today”.”

He repeated me, while gritting his teeth.

“Lady J owns me. I am my own person who can take care of himself and will take care of her needs and her home,” I continued.

He repeated this as well.

“Anything you wish to add?”

“Please accept my apology for scaring you earlier. I run. It clears my head. I am not ready to tell you about last night. I’m sorry.” He looked remorsefully at me.

“I accept and it’s alright Julian. We have plenty of time to get to know each other. However, if the gun scares you or—”

His hand touched my thigh. “Please, don’t worry about me.”

I nodded. “Don’t interrupt.”

He smirked and looked down as if he was sorry.

“I am going to spank you now for your punishment. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” he whispered.

“Get on the bed.

I knelt beside him and watched his butt flex in anticipation. I remembered the first time I spanked Ken fondly and grinned. I started slowly and worked up a pace. His white cheeks were starting to look pink. Listening to his gasps and watching him clench the sheets and squeeze his cheeks together turned me on. Despite the stinging beginning in my hand I continued on. I didn’t want to rub it. This was punishment after all.

“Please!” he called out.

“You will be silent and you are done when I say you are,” I said sternly. I aimed for the tops of his thighs and now had him spread his legs. He began to pant, as  I came closer and closer to his balls. “I think that is good for now. Round two in a bit. Follow me to my room. I have work to do and you will stand where I can see you.”

“Yes, Lady J.” He groaned as he stood.

I watched him from the corner of my eye, as  he wobbled out of the room. I had him stand against a wall in my bedroom. I just wanted to torture him. He had a fine ass and I was horny. I sat in my seat and swiveled watching him impatiently stand there. He leaned on his forearms, pressing his head against them. I laughed internally. This was going to be fun.

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release event on Facebook #free books 9/19

9/18/2014

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Please come on over tomorrow September 19th for giveaways and fun at a release party on Facebook.

https://www.facebook.com/events/528393953972711/?ref=notif&notif_t=plan_user_joined

Join right now so you wont forget!!


I will be giving away copies of my first piece of short erotic fiction, Cristal Blue. All you have to do is answer a simple question. Everyone gets a copy of this baby!

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Also one lucky winner will receive a copy of my newly re-edited romantic fantasy Sara's Awakening! This book went through a huge overhaul and the series is filled with: magic, deceit, love, heartache and death.

***I am thrilled to say that both book one and two are now in print! I will be at a book signing in Worcester MA at the DCU Center on Oct 4th with these on hand!!***
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All of Cristal Blue's Links:
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All of Sara's Awakening's Links: (note UK is paperback?)
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US PAPERBACK



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7/4-7/6 My first #Kindle Countdown Fantasy Encounter with a Dom will be going up! Interesting so far..

7/5/2014

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So I am testing out Amazon's Promotional tool for KDP Select, Kindle Countdown. Normally my book is $2.99, which gives my readers a 67% savings until 8AM PST today at 99 cents and 34% saving AM PST tomorrow at $1.99. (supposedly the times for other sales aren't always correct)

So far I've noticed that the UK is buying (and more than this book). I have a real life submissive from the UK in my story, Carrie Anne Ward. She is a fellow author. I have her information in the book. She is working on her final book in her series.

So hmm why UK?
I changed one of my tags to UK. Also another very strange thing is my sales are up >>>YAY!!<<< and my free are down...odd? Well I am off to see my sales while I eat my strawberry pancakes. Hope everyone had a wonderful fourth of July in the State. Have a great weekend.

xxSuzy

PS this is my very first book in paperback so if you prefer that it is also in the "Matchbook" program through Amazon. I'd be honored if you grabbed a copy and sent me a picture from where you lived. :)
Buy Links
Keira meets submissive Carrie Anne Ward online and asks her to train she an her husband...but can she convince her husband?

Fantasy Encounter with a Dom is on KINDLE COUNTDOWN!! (8AM PST)99 cents 7/4 save 67% OR $1.99 7/5 save 34%. I don't know that it's reached beyond US and UK. :(

Amazon US | Amazon UK
Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Createspace (is on matchbook too!)

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Dominate Me #newrelease @PaigeMatthews_3

6/25/2014

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https://play.spotify.com/user/1269373737/playlist/24GfgFn7rn1lf9XcH1gsVx
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Blurb:

Devlin Fitzpatrick is a man of few words. Usually. An expert in surveillance and security, and a Dominant at Devoured, Devlin is known for his authoritative ways. After making the decision to observe rather than participate, and hiding from feelings and desires only few know about, Devlin throws himself into his work, and away from the practice of the lifestyle – that is, until he meets Ally.

A chance encounter sets a new fire burning inside of Devlin – one that, up until then, has been absent. But, just as their relationship flares, a face from Devlin’s past returns, re-igniting long-subdued desires.

Ally O’Conner was not looking for a man – especially one like Devlin. Yet, the mysterious, gorgeous, and dominant stranger becomes the one person Ally didn’t know she was seeking. As Devlin opens Ally’s world up to hidden emotions and uncharted desires, Ally quickly finds herself falling, even though she knows Devlin is hiding something from her: desires or needs she is unsure of. When a stranger calls, looking for Devlin’s help, Ally begins to fear the worst as he begins to pull away.

Aiden MacCarrick has spent the last few years bouncing from place to place – drumming up work wherever he can. After a job gone wrong, Aiden finds himself on the wrong side of the bullet. With no other choice, Aiden reaches out to the one person he knows can help him.

As Devlin works to clear Aiden of a misunderstanding, and save his life in the process, the three of them are entwined in a foreign world of deep desires, unbidden wants and uncharted feelings. Can they find a happy resolution to
their desperate situation, or will their emotions dominate them?
Excerpt 3: (Devlin's POV)

I heard the front door close and turned my attention back to the video monitors from the

clubs. I scrolled through the feed from Desire. In the VIP section, I noticed someone familiar. Ally.

She sat with Nikki. But there was a look in her eyes, one of loneliness, sadness. I watched as she drank her drink, talked with Nikki, but she never laughed. Not once. I felt like a complete dick. I was asking for her complete trust, her honesty, her submission, yet I couldn’t be true to my self and
tell her about my past, about Aiden and Caroline. I had to now. He was here.

I picked up my phone and sent her a text.

ME: Pumpkin, you look sad.

Ally looked in the crowd, looking side to side.

ME: I’m not there. Her eyes went up to the camera.

ME: Bingo. You look gorgeous.

Ally: Sir...

Me: Yes, pumpkin. God, how I’ve missed you.

Ally: I can’t do this Devlin. Not until you can share the secrets with me.

Me: You look miserable. Did you forget what you said to me at the diner?

Ally: No.

Me: Alexis...

Ally: Devlin...

The sadness in her eyes, the stubbornness she took on the subject amazed me. I wanted to wrap her up in my arms and never let go. The way I felt about her hadn’t changed in two weeks. She was the one that wanted out, but I wasn’t going to let that happen.

Me: In time. Good night.

There was no response. I watched her place her phone in her purse and look at the camera again, before hanging her head. It was only time before Ally knew I was back in the states, if she hadn’t put two and two together yet. The way she looked around for me proved she was still there with me. How the hell was I going to tell her about my past?
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Author Bio:

I grew up in a small, idyllic affluent town in the Western part of Connecticut, USA. The town definitely did not match my personality. My high school years were filled with the proverbial teenage fun, although not too much by me. I stayed close to home and pursued my B.A. in English Comparative Literature from a local college and then continued on for my M.A in English Professional Writing. I have always had a love for reading and literature and only furthered that during my studies. During my M.A. studies I decided it was time to challenge myself and work in a field that I have long admired and dreamt off: being a writer.

Having entered the lifestyle a few years ago, I write erotica with a preference toward BDSM themes. I enjoy exploring the emotional connection and emotions behind the D/s relationships and why we like what we like.

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#newrelease #erotic #romance Laura's Secret Crush is out today for only 99cents. I'm back!

5/2/2014

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This is where I insert that song "Back in the Saddle again..." I haven't published anything in a good long time. And quite honestly I wrote the beginnings of this short in August of last year. So now you are thinking what the heck took her so long to publish it? It is only about 4k words. Well I knew sooner or later I would get a job and I have. YAY me!

And I am glad I anticipated it and have a couple of semi finished pieces because even getting this small piece out took a long time. I wanted it published in April, but May first was good enough for me. I feel like I was pretty close to target. I am one of those people that if I say I am going to do something I deliver.

So this piece, you might notice on Amazon is not listed under erotica (gasp? er what?) Nope not erotica. It has sex, explicit sex and a spanking scene, but not erotica. Let's see what trouble I get into. ;)

Blurb (that honestly I am not truly in love with. So if you read it and have a suggestion I'm all ears!):
Laura thinks she's going on vacation for a beach and sun filled getaway where she can be alone...then HE comes barging out of the water. She has to do a double take...but who is he charging toward like a bull raging with flames bursting from his ears?

“He” is her ex-sister in law's ex-husband...basically a really hot ex family member that she found herself having really bad thoughts about on a regular occasion, even when she was merely dating her ex-husband.

What does fate have in store for Laura and Russell? And why the hell is he so pissed off?

Contains sexually explicit material and a spanking scene – this work of fiction is for adults. The full length of this short story is over 4,000 words.
BUY Links for Laura's Secret Crush
It is just 99 cents!
Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon AU | Amazon CA

If you have a thing for spanking, ahem, I do have "Being Neighborly" which is a very short and very, um, hot, free piece. My last release was "Erotic Fantasies" which is still hitting charts. Despite our want to make it free it is a jam-packed booked with a ton of talent. Your 99 cents will be well spent. My piece, Blue Bird, is a D/s story and of course has a spanking or two in it. Check out all of my works on my Amazon Author link below!
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Naughty erotica, off the beaten path @cpmandara @AblissfulAuthor @DaizieDraper

3/27/2014

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I have three guest today with various shocking types of erotica. So faint of heart...go get your medications. ;p First up is Christina Mandara.
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Author Bio:

Christina Mandara was born in the UK, but has spent most of her life travelling the world. She speaks three languages and has been chiefly employed in the fields of finance and travel. Her favourite city is Sydney and her favourite holiday destination is the south of France.

She loves keeping fit and enjoys running, cycling and water sports. No, not those kinds of water sports; think surfing or sailing. That doesn't mean that she doesn't enjoy BDSM in all of its glorious forms, be that pony girls, bondage, edge play, orgasm denial or a damn good spanking. Her favourite item in the toy closet (a box simply isn't big enough) is her riding crop.

In her spare time she's usually cuddled up with a good book, exploring the countryside or baking in the kitchen. In fact, she loves her kitchen so much she's one of few woman who wouldn't mind being tied to it! Her first and foremost love is writing, however, and more often than not you'll find her on a laptop spinning tales of romance, erotica or dark, paranormal fantasies.

Those in the BDSM world might wonder whether Ms Mandara is a top or a bottom. Is she currently training a herd of pony boys or is she stabled up, in full leather tack, with the pony girls? It's a good question. Answers on a postcard please.
Book Description:

Gritting her teeth Jenny grimaced and gave him what he wanted; the lewd sight of her backside jiggling this way and that as he continued to spank it. His hand now felt like sandpaper on the sensitised flesh. How much longer would she have to endure this? The clamps continued to bite into her tender nipples, and as she swayed to and fro she could feel them moving with her, the ache increasing with each passing second...

If Jenny thought life was hard under the expert tutelage of Mark, being faced with a stable full of sex-starved pony girls poses several more challenges. For instance, how do you bring eleven young women to orgasm in a timely fashion? But to her surprise, tackling the problem with experimentation and enthusiasm, she finds herself enjoying the experience.

When training begins it is anything but enjoyable, however. Harnessed in pony girl tack, her body is encircled with leather, rubber and steel. It nips, chafes and rubs cruelly, especially when she's faced with a morning of naughty games in the exercise yard.

In Book Four of Pony Tales Jenny earns herself several punishments, and is subjected to some very thorough sex indoctrination she has to submit to the whims of her groom, trainers and even the stable-hands. Will rescue arrive or will she have to beg to be released, with nothing more than her body as currency?
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 Excerpt:

The dark-blue silk tie was fastened in a Windsor knot and the clip of a shiny, bright gold pen could be seen on the outside of his top left breast pocket. She wondered whether it disguised an elegant fountain pen or a boring old biro beneath such a brilliant façade. Her money would be on the fountain pen. These images and thoughts flittered quickly through her mind as she lowered her body to the floor. Her sex hungered for the caress of his fingertips and her body longed for the pain that the paddle would provide. It was disturbing. She was already being indoctrinated to enjoy the perverted goings-on in this place and it was no lie that the orgasms she’d received at Albrecht had been the best of her life. She had a suspicion that within a week, sex outside of the compound would pale unpleasantly in comparison, just as she had been warned. The forced submission messed with her head. One second she hated it and in the next she would begging her captor for more. If it was anyone but Mark, things might have been different. Why did he have to have such an effect on her? And why couldn’t she overcome it? She found herself wanting to be his slave; yearning to cater to his every little whim and desire. Was she nuts? It certainly felt like it. The man had proved himself to be a vicious sadist. She would do well to keep that in mind and make sure her faculties remained intact.

 ‘Open those legs wider.’

She, of course, did exactly as he asked.

‘Wider.’ Using his paddle against her inner thighs he batted at each one in turn until he had spread her legs to his satisfaction.  ‘Lovely.’ He gave her a friendly swat with the paddle, just to watch her squirm. ‘Are you wet, Petal?’

‘Yes.’ Whilst wincing at his use of her new name, she saw no point in lying, knowing full well he would probably check if she replied in the negative.

Another smack was delivered to each cheek, both of which had begun to take on a delicate pink tone. Jenny squirmed. He sank to his knees beside her. Facing the opposite direction to her, he used one hand to toy with her clamped nipples whilst the other used the paddle to exacting effect. ‘I love the sound of these,’ he said, flicking the tiny bells over and over with his fingers. ‘So tiny, so sweet. And I love watching your ass redden under my paddle; the rosy hue you wear becomes you.’ As if to emphasize his point, the paddle rained down blows in a smacking frenzy.

Jenny snorted in response. Though his blows were beginning to warm up her flesh, they had yet to cause any harm.

‘Oh, you think not?’

He grabbed a handful of her ass and dug his fingers in. ‘Do you like the feel of this paddle against your skin?’

‘Yes.’

The whispered word was music to his ears. ‘I’m going to have a lovely Mahogany paddle carved just for you. ‘We’ll emblazon your name all over it. We’ll have to, as it’s so bloody long. Pretty Pink Petals is quite a mouthful. Or we could shorten it to ‘Pet.’ There’d be room for a sentence then. How about: ‘Pet’s Punisher?’ It has a certain, naughty ring to it.’ He drew his free hand away and aimed the paddle at her ass once again, swishing it quickly from left to right and making sure that each successive stroke was harder than the last. He wanted to hear beautiful sounds coming from her lips, which were at present tightly closed. They wouldn’t be for long.

Jenny wiggled. Then she squirmed. Finally, she danced. It wasn’t just her backside, her whole body rotated and jiggled. The paddle was relentless. Its fiery heat was spreading warmth through her flesh that she had no control over. The sensation of being spanked, with her legs wide open and ready to be taken by this man, was exquisite. She wanted to be firmly under his thumb. She wanted to feel his cock grazing for entrance at her swollen core and she wanted to be taken. He could be hard, rough, slow, gentle; any of these ways and more. She wanted it all. She would take it all. When his hand finally stopped pounding at her ass and his hand dipped down the valley of her asscheek, she bleated like a new-born lamb. She was hungry. So very hungry.

Mark had much the same yearnings as Jenny, but he wanted to see to her pleasure first. Proceeding to slide two conjoined digits, his middle and index, from the entrance of her pussy to the nub of her clit he made tiny, slippery journeys with them, forwards and back. A loud and wanton groan burst from her lips. He pulled his fingers away from her sex and reached around her face, sliding the sticky mess across her cheek. Bravely he inserted them inside her mouth, which had been wide open and panting with exertion. He braced himself for a bite. Without being asked, however, she sucked upon them, cleaning up the mess she had made and providing his fingers with yet more lubrication. It was almost too good to be true. Using the gooey liquid to expert effect, his fingers circled her clit, rubbing in concentric circles and drawing out low moans of pleasure. His little pony was most definitely in heat. ‘Tell me what you want,’ he purred in her ear.

‘I want…’ She couldn’t help but let out another groan of frustration as his fingers moved faster around her most sensitive sexual organ. ‘I want…’ Again they increased in speed and Jenny found it nearly impossible to catch her breath. ‘I want to get…’ Yet another cry of torment was wrenched from her.

‘Laid?’ Mark laughed and the sound echoed around the rafters of the cold, brick barn.

‘Out of here,’ Jenny finished, inordinately pleased that she’d managed to finish her sentence.

The fingers stopped. They hovered, motionless, a few millimetres above her clitoris. She mewled in protest.

‘You are a stubborn one, aren’t you?’ Mark rolled his eyes.

‘I might have heard that mentioned before, yes.’ A series of complaintive squeaks left her lips.

‘And just what would you offer me, to get that little butt out of here?’

Jenny swung her head around, wondering if he was serious or not. When her eyes connected with his face there was no smile in sight. She managed to whisper, ‘What do you want?’ Whilst she still fully expected to be rescued, it wasn’t a bad idea to have a reserve plan in place. Besides, curiosity had gotten the better of her. What did he want? The fingers started again, slowly but surely. They meandered over the hills and valleys of her sex and pressed, dipped, plunged and stroked. Sublime did not even begin to describe their expertise. Squirming once more, she could do little but listen to his response in a lust-filled haze.

‘I want everything,’ he replied with quiet conviction. ‘Everything you have to give. Your body. Your mind. Your self-control. Your thoughts. Your will. You would give it all up to me. I would have you as my slave, at my permanent beck and call, to do whatever I wished with. One moment you might dance on my fingers and in the next you might find yourself suspended from my dungeon ceiling. You would accompany me to dinner and talk pleasantries one day, and service the whims of my guests at my home on another. Would you like that? Obeying my every order? Experiencing more pleasure than you ever thought yourself capable of?’ Picking up the paddle again, he began to spank her ass in earnest, whilst his fingers continued their frenzied exploration.

Jenny was fighting two things at once; a turbulent anger that threatened to implode from her chest and her near impending orgasm, which would explode from a lower part of her anatomy. ‘I would rather rot in hell, here,’ she bit out. The sound of laughter only served to infuriate her further.

‘That’s what I thought. The good news is that I can do virtually all the same things to you here. No escape is needed.’ His fingers hummed across her swollen clit with the speed of lightning. Her body desperately craved the release his fingers could provide. She had fallen under his spell with little effort on his part. Jenny ached to be filled. Already imagining his cock, plunging back and forth inside her body, she nearly came on the spot, but his fingers stiffened and held back as soon as they realised how close she was. Jenny screamed and heard her pain ricochet off the walls, mixed with the annoying sound of his laughter.

‘You may come for me, Pet. Now.’ He pulled on the wires that held the dildos embedded inside her and each popped free as she began to scream out her pleasure.

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Next up is Andromeda Bliss, who lives in an erotic world of her own creation filled with fantastical beings on titillating adventures in faraway places. She adores her exotic creations and does not ever want to stop playing with them, so please excuse her distraction. When she drifts back to Earth, she’d be delighted to discuss her work in exquisite, ardent detail. She also takes suggestions on what fantasies readers would like to see next—any excuse for more provocative playtime.
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Sasha visits an alien bar looking for exotic excitement and wakes in a strange white room with no memory of how she got there. There is no exit—is this a jail cell? Or a cage? The intriguing reptilian male in the next cell tells her she was abducted and is now the subject of experimentation. But what kind of experiments? When a female alien enters his cell, Sasha witnesses in scorching detail the erotic behavior their captors expect to observe. And she’s his next test partner...

Warning: “Sasha’s Story” is a 10,000+ word erotic short story intended for mature audiences only, with explicit sexual content, graphic language, and sizzling human/alien scenarios that may be shocking to some readers. Enter at your own risk!

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Belatedly Sasha realized she was staring like a voyeur and twisted around, heat flooding her face and rolling down her body in a flush of embarrassment and reluctant lust. She was breathing hard, heart thundering in her chest, skin tingling all over. A light film of sweat dampened her skin as she sat in a daze, trying to come to terms with what she’d seen. A memory of his lean hips driving forward ambushed her and she gasped, nipples tightening to needy buds, pussy clenching emptily and her clit a throbbing knot.

What the hell are you doing? She thought to herself. She’d just found out she was the victim of kidnap and instead of finding a way to escape she was drooling over alien sex in the next cell. Listening to her own harsh breathing, she looked around again desperately. But escaping this featureless little box was going to take a lot more than wishful thinking. It looked completely solid, not a seam or crack, nothing. Not even the shelf with the glass, the wall now a blank white expanse.

When had that happened? Now she had nothing to look at or do except think about what deep shit she was in…and maybe watch the thrills next door. Biting her lip and calling herself a pervert, she shifted restlessly then got to her feet, pacing with her face turned away from the next cell. But she couldn’t help it—she peeked.

The golden-furred female was now straddling him, her stocky legs spread wide and straining, back bowed as she clutched him with all four hands. He was sitting with hands braced behind him, hips off the floor, driving into the female fast and hard. She thrashed and shook, breasts bouncing, jaw working as if she was howling with pleasure.

Shaken, Sasha looked away again and braced a hand on the cold wall. Wow. The little room felt twenty degrees hotter. Wiping the sweat off her forehead, she yanked down the zipper of her jumpsuit and blessed the plain undershirt she wore beneath, the breathable fabric letting cool air touch her skin. Shrugging the jumpsuit off her shoulders, she tied the sleeves around her waist and began pacing again, this time grimly steeling herself not to look in the next room. If she did she was afraid she’d stuff a hand down her jumpsuit and join in the festivities...
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Hey me too!!! I'll be 28. ;)
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Addison lands smack over the lap of her dream Dom, but Logan wants nothing to do with an obsequious sub who will surely turn him into a nightmare.


When sorority pledge, Addison Montgomery, gets caught chucking eggs at a mansion at the demand of her sisters on Halloween, she's punished by the rich man's son, Logan Thorndike, a hot junior at her college, and they get swept up in the delicious power exchange and a tumultuous squall of passion. Addison is certain Logan is the perfect full-time Dom for her, but he's doing all he can to keep the darker corners of his soul in check. With her chasing him down and not letting up, he tentatively claims her as his because he can't resist her sexy flirtation and naughty behavior that demands a strong dose of correction.

As they engage in loads of hot "funishment" and experience the thrill of D/s and kink, Logan quickly settles into his position over her. But jumping into a BDSM lifestyle, while trying to balance college life and their animalistic lusts, may be way too hot for them to handle. The dark turns and bumps in the road take them both by surprise and threaten to derail everything beautiful they're striving to create.

* * * This 107,700-word collection is the first five books in the 10-part Sorority Pledge Saga, a serialization that follows a rocky romance centered around the edgy bliss of Domination and submission. Please be 18+ and naughty enough for a spanking of your own. * * *
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Logan backed me into the wall with delicate digits against my spiraling tummy. My heart sped when he drew close to me, his chest stopping a few inches from mine. His left arm arched over me on the wall as he leaned in. Logan’s lips looked so kissable, soft and delicious. My god, was he actually going to plant them on me? Electric sparks simmered beneath my skin, and they fluttered up to my face and down to my unpopped cherry. I felt hotter and hotter as I held his intense gaze, until I was boiling with need. 

“Third phase is your choice,” he whispered all husky. His touch at my abdomen drifted down, down, until he was skimming across my thigh, whisking back and forth, then it began dancing, floating, rising, ever so softly, right under the hem of my flimsy skirt. He never lost contact with my skin or gaze during the glorious ascent.

Breaths skipped out of my nostrils in double time. My lungs were on fire, hot and raspy with want, and my lips felt parched, drawing out a stroke of my tongue.

“Seven hundred and twenty-six,” he muttered.

“Mmm, what?”

“Including hundreds of playfully delivered warm-up slaps, that’s where we’re at.”

“Oh. You counted? Wow, that’s a lot.”

“Indeed. That’s way more than I expected to give you.” His chickadee wings finally reached their destination, stopping and curling right under my soaked flower. “And look what we have here.”

I gasped when two fingers drew lines along my flesh.

He tsked and said, “Syrup on tap, even more than when I last checked.” Logan gently stroked the folds of my slit and covered my mouth with his other hand, shielding a moan when he edged the entrance with little circles. “Shhh, bad girl. How many spanks does it take to make an impact on a spanko who’s loving every minute of her punishment?”

I shrugged, but it morphed into a shiver when the breeze from the opened front door tickled my body and bitch-slapped the internal heat that was so close to consuming me.

“Neither do I. You’ve cried, sure, but not because you’re sorry. The truth is right here.” He looked down on the fondling action and back up, reclaiming my hypnotized stare. I was captivated and awestruck by the autumn in his eyes. “Want me to stop?”

Fuck no. His hand still blocking my lips, I shook my head side to side.

“Didn’t think so.” He released my mouth, placing his curled hand back over my head, but his other touch, building now, had me drowning in desire.

I quivered and clamped my jaw to kill the wild groan of ecstasy rushing along my tongue, as he thrust up inside me and finger-fucked me in the hallway while kids were getting treats right around the corner. I closed my eyes and lolled against the wall.

“Mmm, you’re so juicy.” He pressed his upper body closer until his lips were tickling my ear. His furious pulse was maddening against my boobs.

God, how I wanted this man. My eyes opened wide when I realized I’d hooked my fingers into his waistband and pulled his pelvis closer. I dropped my hand and raked my nails, accidentally I think, but not regrettably, against the restrained bulge that was still too far away from me.

“Naughty girl.” As he glided his fingers up into me, again and again, he inhaled deeply, his nose right on my skin. All of his touches flared twangy ribbons of energy through my body. “Speaking of juicy … you smell like peach. Not fake peach, real peach, ripe, succulent and sweet, ready to be eaten. It’s such a surprising scent for the dead of fall. Your shampoo or your body spray. Or maybe … it’s just you. Wanna know what I think, Luscious?”

He pulled back from me, but I was a puddle now, still tingling on my ear and in my well of passion. He stopped moving his hand but stayed buried inside me. I cursed my cunt as it squeezed at the desired intrusion of its own volition, begging him to resume that scorching slide. Could I be more slutty?

“I think your face should get redder than that ass and that embarrassment should linger in your gut for days, so much so, that you don’t even have to recall the event, it’s just there, constantly biting at your bits and making you burn. I think your stomach and legs should tremble so much, you’re convinced they’ve turned to Jell-O. I think you should whimper and cry deep in your soul because I made you feel like the bad girl you are. And I think you should, at the end of it all, feel totally absolved and repentant. I can make that happen. You shouldn’t be here getting your kinky kicks for free on my dime. I can punish you right, but you’d have to follow me into the darkness and do exactly as I ask. It wouldn’t be pretty. That’s option one. Or you can take the safer road and let me top you off at eight hundred with my hand, or a hairbrush perhaps, and you can leave here, knowing you didn’t get the punishment you truly deserved.” He took his hand off my mouth, slid out of my truth and slowly sucked my blabbermouth juice off his fingers. My loins jolted and ached. He ran his tongue across his fucking awesome lower lip, and I could smell my arousal on him, all spicy sweet. “Mmm. You are the peach. If I took a ripened slice, dipped it in butter and sugar and gave it a sprinkle of salt and pepper, it wouldn’t be as delectable, but it would be very close to the taste of you. Eating you out would surely be a heavenly experience, but only real angels deserve such a fun reward. You are here for punishment. Choose your poison.”

I clutched a fistful of his T-shirt and looked him dead in the eye as I breathed out, “Punish me … as you see fit.”

His eyes squinted, stealing the flames of Eros, and his breath hitched up to tango with mine. He was turned on, inspired, thrilled by my pick. He waited three seconds for me to change my mind, but I kept my trap shut. “There’s no backing out.”

“I made my choice and will hold to it.”

“Very well.”

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One year author anniversary #event & I'll be on the radio

3/24/2014

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So today is my one year anniversary! I can't believe it. My first piece was Cristal Blue and my event to get that book free ends today. So you need to be "going" to get the free book and the person who invited the most people, who are also "going", wins a $10 gift card to Amazon.

This book is about Cristal
Blue, a Mistress, who likes to have no strings and takes her willing victims home. This Marine / Cowboy, however, makes her start to fumble and lose her hardened edge. Click on the image to read more about the short.

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I will be on Dr. Charley Ferrer's radio show tonight at 9pm EST. She is a sex therapist interviewing little ole me. If you can't listen from what I understand it will be on Youtube and when I get that link I will post it.

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#SatSpanks #EroticFantasies free anthology #rafflecopter Does BLUE BIRD get her spanking? #excerpt

3/21/2014

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This is from my piece Blue Bird out of the Erotic Fantasies Anthology. If you haven't grabbed it yet I urge you to do so.

So if you missed last week here is the link CLICK HERE!  So now what will this little cock tease get? After all she just wants to do is please him...
 Before I even finished, he flipped me over and turned up my dress, tugging my panties down. His elbow pressed firmly into my back, locking me in place.

“Oh, my god!” I squealed.

Smack!

“Fuck!” The sting of the cold made the slap so much worse. “Sir, please.”

Smack!

“I don’t want to hear it. I did tell you no teasing, and I was adamant that there was going to be no sex tonight.”

His cruel hand came crashing down again, and the pain burnt my skin, as the sixth and seventh cracks came down.

“Please, sir. Please!” I cried. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to tease you. Please let me fix it. Please.”

His hand rubbed on my sore bottom, which I was sure shone like a beacon in the dark night. Rudolph would surely be outshone by this one.

My panting and tears were echoing off the water. As I stilled, I could hear the frogs again, while I whimpered lightly on his lap.

Sir pulled me up and brought my face to his; I expected anger, but he seemed softer. His eyes appeared darker, and made my lips drip with moisture – both pairs of them.

Yep, waaaaay over the limit this week. I'll be waiting in the corner.



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Hot #newrelease #EroticFantasies Anthology is free. Check out our #rafflecopter and win $25

3/21/2014

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I was extremely honored to be included in this mix of talented authors. Please if you do grab a copy we would love for you to share and leave a review. My story is entitled, Blue Bird, and it is a D/s romance. It has spanking and well, I really just enjoyed writing that piece. I cannot wait to read all of the other offerings as well.
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Step into the pages of several short stories that are sure to whet your appetite and stir your imagination. All things are possible within the dark corners of our mind where fantasies take shape just for our own entertainment. Eleven different stories will take your mind on an erotic journey and arouse your deepest desires. Your body and mind will tingle with delight and your toes will curl as you find that you lose yourself in every story. The authors hope you enjoy their stories and visit their websites where you can learn about the rest of their books.
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#BlogHop @PaigeMatthews_3 Crossroads New Cover reveal #Rafflecopter #excerpt and book sale. Come over and play.

3/20/2014

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So, Ms Paige Matthew's is here to share her re-released cover of Crossroads! Isn't it divine? I just love the colors Sorry my blog isn't the best for some things due to the narrow constraints...why does that sound so naughty? Anyway she has this one on sale for a limited time at $1.99. So grab it while it's hot peeps!!
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Everyone finds themselves at a crossroads in their life. 



Caleb Cross is not your typical front man. His is not the bad boy, partying, love ‘em and leave ‘em persona, although his public image states otherwise. Being the lead singer of the popular rock band, Double Cross, there are a lot of things the fans and the public do not know about Caleb. Sure, he likes to have a little fun now and again, but after a publicity stunt goes wrong, he is determined to shed the ultra-bad boy image.



Katherine "Kat" Summers is not a typical woman. Not a girl who gets star struck or easily impressed, Kat is content with being herself and who she is. When Kat's company is hired by Caleb Cross to rebrand him, she finds herself re-evaluating everything she knows about herself and about her life. Trying to maintain who she is against what she begins to desire, proves to be difficult for her. 

       For Caleb, hiring a new publicist to help reshape his image was the easy part. What he didn’t count on was being reunited with the one girl that made him question everything about himself. He’s forced to confront himself once more, in order to learn what he truly wants, and who he truly is.

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“This one looks good.” Reese was modeling a ring on her finger. “I think she’ll like it.”

I glanced over and shook my head, “Not big enough.” I turned my attention back to the saleswoman. It had only been a week since she left me and she was still not answering my calls, sending them to voicemail. After leaving about twenty messages, I decided to stop harassing her. Instead, I put my plan into motion. I was relieved that I hadn’t heard anything from Camie in a week and partially relieved that nothing had been leaked to the press about whatever thing she thought she was going to tell them. I refused to put any more money into her account and she wasn’t too pleased.

“Earth to Caleb…” Reese moved her head back and forth attempting to capture my attention.

“Yeah, what’s up?” I asked.

“How about this one?” she asked holding up another solitaire. I walked over to her and in her hand she held a two and half carat, square cut, and platinum set solitaire, lined with diamonds in the band. A simple, yet very elegant look.

“I like that one. It’s her, simple and chic.” I turned to the saleswoman. “I’ll take this one. Add a matching diamond pendant with it.” She simply nodded her head and took off in back. Reese hugged me.

“What was that for?” I asked hugging her back.

“Just because.” She smiled and we broke apart as the attendant returned with my purchases. I handed her my black Amex and paid. Reese grabbed the bag and we left the store.

“I just wish she’d return my calls,” I mumbled as we strolled down Rodeo Dr.

“Give her some time, Caleb. She’ll come around. What do you have planned for when you go back?” She asked as she stopped to window shop.

“I don’t know yet. I figured I had a week or so to figure it out.” Reese nodded and pulled me into a floral shop. “What are we doing here?”

“You’re going to send her flowers.” She said matter of fact.

“Yeah, I don’t think that is a good idea. Won’t that come across cheesy?” I said as Reese moved around the shop looking at the arrangements.

“Nope. Give me your credit card.” Demanding little one she was. I handed her my card and she strolled off to speak with the girl at the counter. I looked at my phone, checking to see if there was anything response from Kat, anything.

Reese returned a few moments later. “What’s the good word?” I asked.

“You have sent a dozen roses every other day for the next two weeks until you return.” I shook my head.

“Are you insane? She’s going to kill me, or refuse to talk to me.”

“Or she won’t. She’ll see your persistence.” Reese walked out of the shop and I followed.

“Or she’ll think I’m stalking her. You do remember what she is like right?” Concern breaking through my voice.

“Calm down, Caleb. I know what I was doing. Let’s get some lunch.” Her hands were on her hips, the sun graced her hair, which was now blond with a chunk of black and a chunk of pink in the front. I nodded and laughed, walking in the direction of our favorite spot. Reese was a spit fire, always has been. I was glad to have her on my side.

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I grew up in a small, idyllic affluent town in the Western part of Connecticut, USA. The town definitely did not match my personality. My high school years were filled with the proverbial teenage fun, although not too much by me. I stayed close to home and pursued my B.A. in English Comparative Literature from a local college and then continued on for my M.A in English Professional Writing. I have always had a love for reading and literature and only furthered that during my studies. During my M.A. studies I decided it was time to challenge myself and work in a field that I have long admired and dreamt off: being a writer.

Having entered the lifestyle a few years ago, I write erotica with a preference toward BDSM themes. I enjoy exploring the emotional connection and emotions behind the D/s relationships and why we like what we like.



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