Coming soon from Pandora Spocks – “Warrior Mine”

Pandora Spock’s new book, Warrior Mine (Dream Dominant Collection Book 4), will be released on August 14, 2018.

It’s a hot contemporary erotic romance of 116,000 words, with a great cover by Linzi Basset.

Best of all, it’s available for pre-oder at the special price of 99c until release day, at this Universal link: books2read.com/WarriorMine

I recently read one of her other books, “For Sparrow”, and enjoyed the way she wove the character’s very plausible emotions into the story, which made it particularly engaging.

Blurb:

She is the perfect combination of princess and warrior.

Warrior Mine 1 ebook coverScott Nielsen and Jackie Walker.
Their attraction is instant from the moment they meet.
But he’s Dominant.  And no way is she submissive.
Is it a missed connection?  Or a divine appointment?

Scott Nielsen is ready for change.  He’s walked away from his career as a wilderness counselor, planning to start his own outdoor survival school.  He looks up his old friend and former colleague Blake Walker, intent on leasing space at Blake’s family’s remote wilderness guest lodge.  That’s where he meets Blake’s sister Jackie, who runs the lodge with her brother’s help.  Her strength and independence intrigue Scott.  A single mom, Jackie has no intention of being anyone’s submissive.

In his personal life, Scott is tired of casual sex in the BDSM club scene.  Envious watching his buddy Blake fall head over heels for his own submissive, Scott thinks he might be ready to take the plunge himself.  As he and Jackie spend time together, he’s enchanted with her inner Warrior Princess.  But Jackie’s been burned before.  And she has two children who are her priority, not to mention the business to run.   As independent as she is, she can’t see relinquishing her power to a man, not even one she’s falling for.

Scott’s heart aches at the idea of not having Jackie in his life.  Can she take another chance on love, or will she insist on ignoring her submissive soul?

If you enjoyed LOST & BOUND, you’ll love this spin-off stand-alone story.

Pandora has an official book trailer on YouTube: https://youtu.be/3prNO9ANWYY

 

As a tease, here’s a somewhat steamy excerpt…

Enjoying the view, she watched as he walked to the bed and reached beneath it, removing a Kink Ink bag.  “I went shopping myself today while I was in town.”  His bag was larger than the ones she and Amy had returned with.

Warrior Mine promo2From the bag, he withdrew a mass of black straps and silver chain.  Arching an eyebrow dramatically, he carried the device toward her, stopping beneath the massive log that served as the center beam of the cabin.  Belatedly, Jackie noticed a heavy black ring attached to the beam.

Reaching up, Scott secured a thick steel chain to the ring overhead.  From the chain hung a curved black bar, with black straps in various lengths that dangled beneath.

Scott crooked a finger.  “Come.”

Ignoring the butterflies performing dive bombs in her stomach, Jackie slowly padded toward him.

“Do you know what this is?”

She chewed her lower lip.  “I have a pretty good idea.”

“And?”

Jackie flushed crimson.  “It’s a sex swing?”  She eyed the device curiously.  Two padded straps connected the ends of the curved overhead bar, one longer than the other.  Two short straps with cuffs at the ends hung suspended from a chain at the center of the bar.  And at either end of the bar hung a longer strap with cuffs at the end, presumably for ankles.

He nodded.  “I thought,” with his hands on her hips, he turned her around, “we might try something interesting.”  He moved the lower strap behind her thighs.   “Sit, Princess.”

Heart pounding, Jackie did as she was told, grasping onto the straps that hung down.  Scott knelt, fastening a padded black cuff around each of her ankles, spreading her wide.  Then he moved the shorter padded strap behind her shoulder blades.  “Now lean back, Princess.  I’ve got you.”

Shakily, she lay back against the thickly padded strap, gripping the side straps for dear life.  With a smirk, Scott peeled her right hand off the strap, kissing it lightly before raising it to the cuffs overhead.  He followed suit with her left hand.

When she was completely fastened in, he gave her a little push and stepped back to admire his handiwork.

“Whoa,” Jackie gasped as she swung around in a slow circle.

Scott grinned.  “How does it feel to be completely under my control?”

Jackie tried unsuccessfully to suppress a nervous giggle.  “It’s not so bad.”

“Not so bad?  I’d rather it was oh, so good.”

As she swung around, she lost sight of him.  When he came back into view, he was holding a black satin blindfold.

“Tonight, Princess, is all about sensations.  We’re going to cover your eyes, so you can concentrate on what you feel.”

He stepped toward her and stopped suddenly.  “Did you come up with your own safe words?”

Her eyes widened.  “Oh.  Yes.  I did.”  She looked to him, feeling suddenly sheepish.  Maybe we should just go with the original ones, she worried.

He raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to elaborate.

“Well,” she gestured with a shoulder, causing the swing to spin to the left, “I thought I’d use earth, water, and fire.”

Scott pursed his lips in amusement.  “Earth, water, and fire.  What about air?”

As she spun, she shrugged.  “Well, I only needed three, so…”

Earth is the same as green?”

Jackie nodded.  “And water is like yellow, and obviously fire is red.”

“Obviously,” he smirked.  “Alright, I’m about to blindfold you.  Give me feedback.”

“Earth.”  She watched him carefully.

“Earth it is.”  He leaned down and kissed her tenderly before he slid the black satin mask into place.

The next time he spoke, he sounded further away.  “If at any time you feel uncomfortable, use your safe words.”  She felt a swish of air, as though he’d moved by her.

“I considered a ball gag,” his voice came from in front of her, “but I need to be sure I can read your body language before we take away your voice.”

Strong hands gently gripped her lower calves as he trailed kissed up the inside of her right leg, his facial hair prickling in a maddeningly sensual way.  When he reached the place where her thigh joined her body, he skipped her needy place to travel back down her left leg.

Jackie groaned with disappointment, and she felt the vibration of his chuckle against her inner thigh.  “All in good time, Princess.  The King will feast, I promise.”

When he’d finished his travels, he released her, sending her spinning in a slow, dizzying circle.  With the blindfold, Jackie had no sense of up or down, left or right.  She felt as though she were floating.

Then she heard a soft buzzing sound, followed by Scott’s sexy chuckle.  “Oh, this is a naughty toy.  Just what did you get up to with this?”

Mortified, Jackie was at once glad for the blindfold, and sorry she wasn’t gagged.  “I, um…used it.”

He whispered into her ear.  “Yes, but how?”

Oh. My. God.  “I pressed it against myself.”

“And where exactly did you press it?”

Jackie cleared her throat.  “I pressed it against my pussy.”

“Your pussy.  This glorious pussy right here?”

She yelped as he unexpectedly touched the vibrator to her sex.  “Yes.”

She felt him stiffen.  “Yes, what?”

“Oh!  Yes, Sire.”

He applied an open-handed pop to her pussy, and she yelped again.  “How quickly we forget.  Perhaps we should stop and allow you to consider the error of your ways.”

Jackie’s mind flitted to what Amy had said about orgasm denial, and she panicked at the thought of not being allowed to come during this play session.  “Um, no, Sire, really, it was merely an oversight on my part, I’m so very sorry, please, I didn’t mean it, I just—”

Scott laughed out loud.  “You’ve been talking to Amy, I see.”  He whispered, closer now.  “Don’t worry Princess.  I plan to wear you out tonight.”

 

About Pandora

She describes herself as “a sassy ginger and hopeless romantic, living her happily ever after in South Florida”.  She enjoys reading and writing literary erotic romance.

She is the author of the three-novel epic romance Rannigan’s Redemption, modern-day adult fairy tale Chasing Ordinary, and a naughty little romantic novella, Just One Night.  Her Dream Dominant Collection is a series of light BDSM stand-alone novels featuring sexy Alpha males and the strong red-haired submissives who can’t resist them.  The collection currently includes four novels: Luke & Bella, Lost & Bound, For Sparrow, and Warrior Mine.

Pandora is busy on her laptop, working on her next spicy romance.

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Remembering Roxy, the new book by Juliette Banks

I’m delighted to be able to help fellow-Brit author Juliette Banks publicise her new novella, Remembering Roxy, just published by Blushing Books.

I’ve enjoyed reading some of Juliette’s other stories, and treated myself to a copy of this new novella as soon as I heard about it. I read it in one sitting, and have posted the following five-star review on Amazon UK and Goodreads:

Great novella, a real erotic romance story with twists and turns

I read this in one sitting, as I was hooked immediately and wanted to know how the story would play out. Nicely told in two alternating first-person voices.

Roxy was immediately engaging and plausible, a woman who enjoyed kinky sex but wasn’t a sub. Oliver was exactly the sort of guy she needed to meet for an unpredictable and playful affair. Their intimacy and initial relationship were nicely described, a situation where mutual emotional attachments developed. Then the drama started, one twist soon followed by another, which was far more dramatic.

In future, when I’m asked “what’s the difference between porn and erotica”, I have this excellent piece of writing to illustrate what good erotica can be. This is a romance story with interesting characters, emotions, drama and sexy lovemaking scenes.

Universal Amazon link: myBook.to/RememberingRoxy

Blurb

Remembering_roxyRoxy is a modern, independent, kick-ass woman, who hides a secret desire—she likes a bit of spice in the bedroom. Will she ever meet a man who can satisfy her desires, without expecting her full submission?

Oliver is a man who loves some kink in his life, but doesn’t want to be tied down by a possessive woman. He also has a secret life that doesn’t bode well for a long-term relationship.

When they meet the attraction between them is immediate and electrifying. They are both amazed by their chemistry. But Oliver’s secret life takes an unexpected turn and threatens their relationship as well as his life. Can they find each other again? Or will their relationship be doomed to failure?

Publisher’s Note: This adult romance contains elements of danger, action, adventure, power exchange and sensual scenes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

Excerpt

I wandered out into the kitchen, still naked except for the stockings—but at least now with a clean face and teeth. I wasn’t a person who was shy in front of a lover, even in the cold light of day. I wasn’t perfect, but I was comfortable with how I looked. In front of me, at the stove, was a lovely pair of naked buttocks—well toned. Oliver clearly uses the gym a lot. He turned and smiled. He was wearing an apron to protect his tackle from a splattering of fat from the bacon.

“Like the informal breakfast wear. Come and take a seat.” He pointed to the kitchen stools. “Unless your behind is too sore to sit. In that case you’re exempted from sitting. You’re permitted to eat standing up.” He was having fun with me.

“Oh I think I will be able to sit—carefully.”

“Let me look.”

I turned around to give him a view of my bum. I’d already checked in the bathroom mirror and knew the marks wouldn’t last long—but I kind of felt they were a badge of honour. Stripes I received voluntarily, which excited me, by a man who excited me.

He ran his hand over my bottom. “Not too bad. No regrets?”

“None at all.”

I sat down carefully, but any soreness was only temporary. Oliver placed a steaming mug of coffee in front of me. “You do drink coffee, I hope. I don’t have any tea in the flat.”

“That’s fine.”

“Bacon sandwich?”

“Sounds delicious. For some reason I feel very hungry this morning.”

“I always like a girl who has a good appetite.” He gave me a wicked look. “I’m afraid I’ve plans for the rest of the weekend. But I’ll drop you off home after breakfast. I hope we can get together again very soon.”

I have to admit I was a little disappointed our date appeared to be over. But hey, no point in rushing a guy like Oliver. Any pressure and he would probably run for the exit. I wasn’t completely naïve about men like him. He probably had women all over the place. At least he didn’t wear a wedding ring.

I did the walk of shame back to my flat, knickerless, with laddered stockings, and in a sexy dress and heels. Anyone seeing me would know what I had been up to last night.

Oliver got out of the car and opened the passenger door for me, taking a look, I noticed, between my legs as I levered myself up from the seat.

“You know you really ought to wear knickers with this dress.”

I grinned. “Perhaps I’ll stop wearing them, just in case someone wants to rip them off me.”

He kissed me. “Bye, Roxy. It’s been a great night. I’ll catch you at work next week and we can fix something up. Enjoy the rest of your weekend.”

Then, with a cheery wave, he was gone. I took off my shoes and walked barefoot up the stairs to my place. My toes were still sore from the previous evening. My neighbour, a single guy of around forty, grinned at me as I reached the top of the stairs.

“Rough night, Roxy?”

I smiled, but said nothing.

About Juliette:

Juliette Banks is the other writing name of Rachel de Vine. She loves writing erotic romance, where her characters have lots of exciting erotic moments, but still believe in love and romance. She quietly admits to being a romantic herself.

When not writing, she loves to travel, read and enjoy the beautiful garden at her home in the heart of England. She loves to hear from her readers, so please feel free to contact her using the links below.

How to find Juliette Banks

Website: http://www.racheldevineauthor.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/juliettebanksauthor/

Amazon Author Page:

https://www.amazon.com/Juliette-Banks/e/B01K0EIMNW

“Out of the Darkness”, the new book by Juliette Banks

“Out of the Darkness”, an erotic romance by Juliette Banks, has just been published by Blushing Books.

This book was previously published with the same title but a different cover, under the author name of Rachel de Vine.

I’ve read and enjoyed two other books by this author, “The Artist” and “The Russian Bride”. I’ve already purchased this one and will post reviews as soon as I’ve read it.

Buy links:

Amazon US : http://www.amazon.com/dp/B074W9S9SF

Amazon UK : www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B074W9S9SF

Out of the Darkness Cover 3“A man could go to war in defence of a body like yours, you know. You hold most men in the palm of your hand.”

The missing father; the predatory stepfather; the abusive lover; they all let her down.

She is one of the most beautiful and photographed women in the world.

She lives the life many young girls dream about.

But sometimes the dream and the reality don’t match up.

William, a powerful and charismatic Dom, who excites her like no other man before, steps into her life.

Will he be different from the others?

Will he recognize her need for loving submission?

“I can’t keep traipsing three miles every time I want to spank that delectable little behind of yours.”

 

First excerpt…

I’m not sure that even I know the real me. My life had changed so often since I’d been ‘discovered’ at the tender age of fifteen, while walking down the King’s Road in Chelsea, and within two years I was pictured on the covers of all the glossy magazines. It all happened so quickly. One day I was a fairly ordinary London schoolgirl, and the next I was travelling the world and being wined and dined by the world’s glitterati. Then there were the men. Mostly, they were older, successful and wealthy men who bought me champagne and dinner and then thought they owned me. Some of them were very powerful, men you would not want to cross for fear of the consequences. A few were kind, but many were not. I sometimes wondered if the fault lay with me. Did I do or say things to attract the wrong type of man? Did I give off the wrong vibes, or was I simply unlucky? I had no idea.

The working life of most models is quite short; youth and beauty being such transient states. Make the most of it, was the advice I often received, especially by older models who knew that there were always younger and prettier women to take their place. Many of the girls, if they didn’t make it right to the top where the serious money was made, adopted the other route of marrying wealthy men. It wasn’t always a guaranteed success. I knew of several older models who had given up the catwalk and married such men, some of whom turned out to be serial philanderers. They became second or third wives, and probably realised with a sinking heart that they were destined eventually to be replaced, as their predecessors had been.

I had a few love affairs, but I had never fallen in love. I saw most for what they were, men who viewed a beautiful woman as another symbol of their success, like expensive sports cars, yachts, and luxury villas. I tried to stay away from that sort of man, but I wasn’t always clever enough to spot the ones who should be avoided at all costs. They didn’t all look like Russian gangsters.

“Oh I work hard, but I play hard, too. Do you play hard, Marianne?”


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Second excerpt…

The man who introduced me to the ‘darker arts,’ as I often referred to them, was Leon, a French multi-millionaire who invited me for dinner, which turned out to be on his yacht in the Mediterranean. He sent his private jet to transport me from London to St Tropez.

“Isn’t this rather a long way to go for dinner?” I asked, telling him that I had a fashion shoot in Paris the following day.

“Not at all, ma chère. I will fly you down tomorrow at mid-day. We can have dinner on the yacht and you can stay overnight. In the morning I’ll have my plane fly you to Paris. I’ll n’y a pas de problème.”

Leon had a very slight air of menace to him, even though he was handsome beyond words, and I hesitated briefly. He leaned over and kissed me gently on the lips and, in a moment of insanity I accepted his invitation.

The yacht was enormous and very luxurious. He had a chef cook us a magnificent dinner and serve it on the private deck that lay outside his personal quarters where, he informed me, only very special people are invited. It was obvious that the price of dinner was to be sex, but it was to be of a type I had never encountered before, even if other men had hinted at it from time to time.

We drank champagne and the heady mix of that, together with the velvety Mediterranean night air and the gentle rocking of the boat, made me lower my defences. When he stood and took my hand and led me into his cabin, I offered no resistance at all.

I was wearing just a simple, silk shift, with spaghetti straps and a thong. It took a second for Leon’s practised hands to remove my dress, which fluttered down around my feet. He bent and kissed my breasts and ran his hands over my bottom.

“You are so beautiful. Do you understand how you make men wild with lust when they see you?” He didn’t seem to expect an answer to his question.

Was it to be pleasure or pain this time, or perhaps a combination of both, given in the way that only he can?

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I asked Juliette to tell us a bit about herself…

I write erotic romance as both Juliette Banks and Rachel de Vine, and love to write about sensual, romantic and erotic characters who lead interesting lives, and who often have to overcome challenges along the way. I prefer to write erotic romance, rather than straight erotica, because I am essentially a romantic person, but I also like to involve my characters in an exciting life of dominance and submission at different levels.

I am British, love the rural life and live in a beautiful home in the middle of the rolling English countryside. I also like to travel around the world from time to time, and have visited some beautiful and exciting places on the way. I am forever grateful that I was born in a place and at a time to take advantage of the freedoms and pleasures that are still denied to many people of the world. We must never take such freedom for granted.

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Highland Pursuits

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Emmanuelle de Maupassant recently launched her saucy 1920s romance romp: ‘Highland Pursuits’. To celebrate, she’s offering a free copy for your Kindle – but only for a few days, from 22-25th May. Don’t miss out.

Amazon US

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There’s also a signed paperback of ‘Highland Pursuits’ up for grabs – do drop your name in the hat here.

smile quote Emmanuelle de Maupassant Highland Pursuits quote copy 4 1920s debutante Lady Ophelia Finchingfield is banished to wildest Scotland to come to her senses, having refused a proposal from the Earl of Woldershire. In the care of her eccentric grandmother, Ophelia is soon caught between rugged widower Hamish and the villainous Comte de Montefiore.

She’s ready to play with fire, but will she burn more than her fingers?

What readers are saying:

I can’t tell you how much I love this book. It was a true delight to read. The author has captured 1920s Britain wonderfully, and her detail is exquisite. – Rachel De Vine

As a comedy of manners, this is exceptionally well done. – Fionna Guillaume

Highland Pursuits is a wry, clever, incredibly sexy romp… a completely engrossing, utterly enjoyable read. I can’t recommend it highly enough…fabulously fun – Malin James

The scene was set beautifully… I felt like I went back in time to high society Scotland – Christine of Sweet and Spicy Reads

Find ‘Highland Pursuits’ on Goodreads and for sale on Amazon

small size Highland Pursuits coverPssst…  if you enjoy Highland Pursuits, please don’t forget to leave a review. Reviews make books more visible online and bring them to the attention of other potential readers. If you’re on Twitter or Facebook, tag Emmanuelle in your review post and she’ll say hello.

I’ve already treated myself to a copy and it’s on my kindle, nagging me to read it soon! I’ll post reviews as soon as I have.

Social Media Links

You can explore Emmanuelle’s website here, find her on Twitter here and on Facebook here. You can sign up for Emmanuelle’s newsletter here … for exclusive giveaways and goodies!

Mistress of the Air?

When I first heard this blog tour request, I jumped. I reckon it’s a cracking title, one which conjours in my mind a tongue-in-cheek erotic steampunk story…

Either I’m good at guessing or my mind only has one track. Probably the latter. A deeply trodden track. Anyway, I’ve bought this book and am currently enjoying it. I’ll post a review when I’ve finished.

Mistress of the Air is the latest story by S Nano, who I’m delighted to have as my guest today.

Congratulations on your new book being published. Can tell us anything about how the idea for this story came to you?

My Edwardian dominatrix, Lady Sally Rudston-Chichester, is a character who’s been around a few years and I’d already written short stories featuring her. She’s an over the top, comic character and great fun to write so I’d always considered there was scope for a full-length book of her adventures. The last of these short stories, Lady Sally Rudston-Chichester and the Automaton Horse, introduced a Steampunk theme which suited the character and the period perfectly. The final element was her airship. I knew from photographs and documents I’d seen that the R100 airship was built at Howden in East Yorkshire just down the road from me. This material became the inspiration for Lady Sally’s dirigible. So, the character, the Steampunk theme and setting all melded together perfectly to create the idea of a book based on Lady Sally’s adventures across the Empires of Europe on her airship!

Do you have any writing method or ritual that helps you?

I wrote the first draft of Mistress Of The Air for National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) during November 2016. I’ve always tended to edit as I go along, re-reading and fine tuning each chapter or section before pressing on. The daily word counts set by NaNoWriMo (50,000 words in the month) forced me to adopt a different approach. It encouraged me to keep getting the words down without looking back and continually tweaking what I’d already written. I found it worked successfully so that by the end of the month I was only a few thousand words short of a complete draft. I found it to be an efficient way of writing and I’m indebted to the encouragement provided by the NaNoWriMo scheme to enable me to complete this book so quickly.

Tell us about the genre you write in. Why does this particularly appeal and how did you get into it? Do you think your take on the genre is distinctive in any particular ways?

I write in the erotica genre with a distinctive femdom slant. The stories I write draw on the themes of female supremacy, BDSM and fetish, frequently in fantasy or historical settings. My work will invariably have dominant, powerful and charismatic female characters and submissive males. I like to look at the tensions between the dominant and the submissive and explore the boundaries between pain and pleasure, physical and mental bondage and retribution and reward. I came to write in this genre through serving a dungeon mistress for a number of years who was very skilled at creating scenes, assuming different characters, improvising and story-telling. I’m no longer active in that scene but the experience inspired me to start writing.

Do you write in other genres as well? Why? Do you write differently in these?

I’ve written stories for a Pagan e-magazine called Eternal Haunted Summer. There’s also a storytelling session before the local Pagan moot I attend and I tell stories there usually based on folk tales or mythology. As you can imagine, these are a very different style of writing from my erotica. Having said that, the influence of this other style of writing can clearly been seen in my erotica.

Do you have a favourite character in your own writing?

Obviously, I’ve a lot of affection for Lady Sally because it’s my new release, and she’s incorrigible – a total hoot, and can (and does) get away with anything! But, if I’m pushed I’d still say my favourite character is The Red Queen in my other novel, Adventures in Fetishland. She’s also a dominatrix, but darker and deeper. There’s more psychological drama with her, and it’s more personal and emotional. You can find out more about her at this link: http://slavenano.co.uk/writing/kims-adventures-in-nemesisland/ But if you want some laughs with your BDSM then stick with Mistress Of The Air!

If you could go anywhere in the world, but had to drop everything and go right now, where would you go? What pulls you there?

I love travel… but hate flying! I love going to different places and experiencing different cultures. In recent years, I’ve been to Peru to see Machu Picchu and Egypt to see ancient temples. Many years ago, I went to the central Asian republics of the former Soviet Union and it was this trip which kind of inspired my first Lady Sally story, Lady Sally Rudston-Chichester and the Silk Merchant of Samarkand. She gets to fuck her silk merchant on the tomb of Tamerlane the Magnificent in a mausoleum I’d actually visited! The place I’d like to go is Iran. I loved the exoticism of those silk route cities and I think it would be fascinating because it’s a country that’s been ostracised for so long and remains relatively untainted by western influences. Why rush off now? Well, there may only be a short window of opportunity before it gets closed off again! Unfortunately, my partner is not so keen so I don’t know if I’ll get there!

If you could pick a past life, what time period would appeal to you and why? Would you be male or female? Rich or poor?

It would have to be the Neolithic period, say somewhere between 3-4000BC. I’m a Pagan and love visiting stone circles and ancient sites. Neolithic peoples were great observers of the natural world and skilled astronomers. I’m always amazed at how they achieved the alignments with the rising sun, phases of the moon and celestial bodies at these places. The scale of communal endeavour in shifting stones for stone circles or soil for henge monuments was incredible. So, I’d love to be a priest or shaman in Neolithic times and participate in the rituals they conducted.

Thank you for chatting. I really do hope your new book finds you plenty of happy readers. Would you like to tell us more about it?

Mistress of the AirBook Blurb

Mistress of the Air is a Comic, Steampunk, Erotic Adventure.

Lady Sally Rudston-Chichester owns a brass mine in Zanzibar, a Lapsang Souchong tea plantation in China, a rubber tree farm in Malaysia, trunk loads of corsetry, and the country’s largest collection of antique whips and floggers.

Larger than life, and itching to find new and inventive ways to punish her submissive gentlemen, the Edwardian dominatrix has a vision. Embracing the spirit of the new age of aviation, she embarks on a series of adventures on her own airship, The Corseted Domme, with her transvestite maid, Victoria, her airship pilot, Captain Wyndham, and her automaton sex toy, Borghild.

A select group of submissive gentlemen, consisting of a duke, bishop, lawyer and banker, is invited to join Lady Sally so she can try out her new dastardly devices and sex toys on them. She whips, spanks and punishes her way across the Empires of Europe, dropping off to visit her aristocratic relatives and friends for afternoon tea.

But Lady Sally’s journey is not uneventful. War is threatening to break out and the Ministry of Aviation want to commandeer her airship for the war effort. And when The Corseted Domme has a crash landing, Lady Sally realises there is a stowaway on board intent on sabotaging her airship.

There will be wild escapades, kinky BDSM, dastardly devices, explosions and nice cups of tea.

 

Extract

“Jolly bad luck on the final race, Wyndham. It was a daring move and deserving of greater reward.”

The captain’s face lit up at the compliment. He looked up but couldn’t help but be distracted by the sight of Lady’s Sally’s breasts. Her dress was cut daringly low, and the magnificent orbs of white flesh were pushed up enticingly by her corset and the cut of her gown.

And then she started talking. If Wyndham was embarrassed about what to say to her, he didn’t need to worry. She commanded the conversation and Wyndham listened, bewitched and mesmerised at the vision she laid before him. There was no escape for him. He was pinned into the corner by Lady Sally’s heaving breasts with no escape. He tried to concentrate on what she was saying, conscious of the treatment meted out on Monsieur Le Blon, all the time urging himself to focus on her face not her chest, but it was an enormous effort of will when they were practically thrust under his nose.

She spoke of her airship. She described how vast it was going to be, how fast, how powerful, and how high it would fly. She described how sumptuously it would be fitted out. She extolled the virtues of her ocean liner of the air. Wyndham nodded enthusiastically as her breasts swelled and subsided with every excited explication of her venture. She enthused about her designers and engineers who were working on it, of the technical challenges they faced and how they had overcome them. Wyndham stood trapped in the corner of the ballroom like a frightened rabbit in headlights all the time trying to distract himself from the sight of Lady Sally’s enormous décolletage as it heaved up and down in front of his eyes.

Then she proceeded to explain how, as he must certainly know, she was the foremost dominatrix of her age and described with great enthusiasm the dungeon that would be fitted out on the airship, and how excited she was about the adventures she would have, and the whippings, spankings and punishments she would administer to the carefully selected group of submissive gentlemen who would be accompanying her on the airship’s maiden voyage.

“It’s my ambition, Captain Wyndham, to be the Mistress of the Air, yes…a veritable Mistress of the Air, and I envisage you playing a vital role in fulfilling my vision.”

Wyndham’s ears pricked up at those words but he only had the slightest moment to interject with a nervous, “oh really,” before the enormous breasts backed him even further into the corner. Lady Sally continued by praising his aviation skills and the daring manoeuvres she’d witnessed at the flying meeting. Wyndham flushed with pride. She went on, much to the captain’s delight, to say how those French aviators were all show and no guts, and she needed somebody who would take risks for her, to serve her loyally and selflessly. Finally, she wound up her diatribe and came directly to the point.

“Now Captain. I pride myself on my instincts and judgement of character. You see, the matter is I need an airship pilot. I need someone who can share my enthusiasm for air flight and is a skilled aviator. I believe you are my man Wyndham.”

Lady Sally continued extolling the excitement of the new age, how she was going to take her airship on a grand tour across Europe and how he, Wyndham, would be her pilot.

Finally, she concluded, “So that’s all settled then, Captain Wyndham. I can assure you the financial rewards will be considerable. It’s good to have you on board. I’m sure we will share many adventures together. You can report to my airship station at Howden in Yorkshire. My maid, Victoria, will give you all the details.”

With one dismissive wave of a lace-gloved hand she breezed off, leaving the hapless Wyndham gaping in astonishment. He had been swept away by her charisma. He had barely uttered a word. At no point had he agreed to the venture yet he knew in his gut he would accept the challenge. He felt strangely compelled to help Lady Sally fulfil her vision of travel in the largest and fastest dirigible ever to be built.

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About the author

Nano is an author of erotic stories with dark and exotic content in fantasy, paranormal or historical settings, often drawing on the themes of female supremacy, BDSM and fetish but with a seam of quirky humour running through them as well.

His first full-length erotic novel, Adventures in Fetishland, a BDSM/fetish re-invention of Alice in Wonderland, was published by Xcite Books. His short stories and novellas have been published by Xcite Books, House of Erotica, Forbidden Fiction, Coming Together and Greenwoman Publishing.

His second novel, Mistress Of The Air was published by eXcessica on 21st April 2017.

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Damned If You Do

No, not a comment, but a title.

Damned If You Do is a new erotic story by Lisabet Sarai (@lisabetsarai), who I first got to know through the ERWA.

Published by Excessica, this paranormal BDSM erotic romance rates five flames), approximately 29,000 words with a HEA ending

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Wendy Dennison is tired of being a starving author. The royalties from her critically acclaimed romance novels barely pay her bills. Her devoted agent Daniel Rochester may be smart and sexy, but he can’t get her the sales she needs. Then a charismatic stranger appears at her coffee shop table, promising her fame and commercial success, as well as the chance to live out her dreams of erotic submission. But at what cost?

Nothing you can’t afford to lose, my dear.

Seduced by the enigmatic Mister B, she signs his infernal contract. He becomes both her Master and her coach, managing her suddenly flourishing career as well as encouraging her lusts. Under her mentor’s nefarious influence, she surrenders to temptation and has sex with Daniel. The casual encounter turns serious when she discovers her mild mannered agent has a dominant side. As the clock ticks down to her blockbuster release and Mister B prepares to claim her soul, Wendy must choose either celebrity and wealth, or obscurity and true love.

 

Lisabet muses on Frustration and Temptation

Being an author is not for sissies. You pour your heart and soul into your stories. You spend hours of your scarce time and more money than you can afford on marketing. With each new release, you hope you’ll finally grab the attention of the book-buying crowd, that you’ll get the readership and the remuneration you deserve.

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If that doesn’t happen (and given the number of people publishing books these days, odds are that it won’t), you’re stuck with the bitter knowledge that all your passion and effort were for nothing. This can be deeply demoralizing, even if you’re not trying to make your living as an author. If you depend on your writing to pay your bills, you’ve got financial anxiety added to your frustration.

I know this frustration only too well. My books receive consistent five star reviews, but somehow I’ve never been a commercial success. Thus, Damned If You Do is a rather personal story.

What would I do if I could magically turn my books into best sellers? How much wouldTeaser1 that be worth to me? That’s the question my romance author heroine faces when a mysterious stranger shows up waving a contract and promising her fame and fortune, sensual pleasure and the fulfillment of her most secret desires.

All he asks in return is her soul.

Crazy. Dangerous, maybe. But so, so tempting!

 

Excerpt (R-rated)

One instant, they were wrestling for the check in the Café Gallette. The next, Wendy found herself sprawled on the bed in some hotel room, with Dan stretched out beside her.

What the hell? As Dan moaned and rolled on top of her, she understood that hell had indeed been intimately involved in the sudden, disorienting transition.

“Dan—wait! No, please…” She squirmed beneath him, but his weight pinned her to the mattress. Her struggles only made his erection swell further.

He ground himself against her pubis, striking flares of pleasure whenever his cock nudged her clit. Somehow he’d managed to grab her wrists. He swept her arms over her head, as her heroes so often did to the heroines. She tested his hold; he was surprisingly strong for an intellectual with a desk job. There was no way she could escape, not until he let her.

The realization made her pulse race and her pussy weep.

“Finally, I have you where I want you, Wendy.” His voice was hoarse with emotion. “You’re mine now. Mine!”

That word. Almost as powerful an aphrodisiac as ‘surrender’.  All her life, or at least since puberty, she’d fantasized about being owned, a slave to some virile and demanding man who would use her however he wished.  Her nipples contracted into tight, throbbing knots. Her sex was awash with evidence of her need. She wanted to let go, to let him take what he wanted and damn the consequences. Still, she made one last effort at rationality.

“Stop now, Dan. Please. If you don’t, we’ll both be sorry tomorrow.”

Instead of answering, he covered her mouth with his own, sliding his tongue between her lips and kissing her with delirious, terrifying force. He was taking possession, staking a claim. His power dizzied her. She was intoxicated by his unexpected dominance. Relaxing into the bed, she let him devour her. What else could she do?

 

Quotes about Lisa’s writing

“Lisabet Sarai writes the most beautiful erotic prose. Her stories tease at the senses and transport you to a world of sexual pleasure.” ~ Desiree Holt, queen of BDSM erotic romance and author of Forward Pass

“I’ve always been a fan—Lisabet Sarai’s erotic fiction is certain to captivate, dominate, and leave readers begging for more.” ~ Alison Tyler, best-selling author of erotic BDSM memoirs Dark Secret Love and Even Deeper.

 

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Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/th/en/ebook/damned-if-you-do-10

Excessica: https://goo.gl/dZN3dr

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/35009284-damned-if-you-do

(Other booksellers coming soon.)

 

About Lisabet

lisabetFaceLISABET SARAI occasionally tackles other genres, but BDSM will always be her first love. Every one of her nine novels includes some element of power exchange, while her D/s short stories range from mildly kinky to intensely perverse.

You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She’s also on Goodreads and finally, on Twitter.