Getting Closer….

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I love the look of this man. He’s exactly what I envision as the perfect Dom for my next story, Binding Brinley. He’s been my muse, and I guess it’s been working because I’m 49k words into a novel that was only supposed to be around 30k to start with. Help! I’m writing and I can’t shut up!

Oh, what the hell, right? So long as it makes for a better story. What do you think? Do you want to see more of this story, or less? lol

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“Take my offer,” he cajoled.

“And if I don’t?”

He shrugged with his expression alone. “Then you don’t. There will be no punishment. For that.”

Something in his tone caught her ear. “For that?”

“After supper,” Rowth promised. “After Rog has settled for the night, then you and I will take our first trip down into the cellar together. I told you what would happen if you misbehaved. Actions have consequences, Brinley. Tonight, you will learn exactly what my consequences entail.”

Her sex convulsed, quivering under the shuddering strains of yet another orgasm. First with stripes of my belt and then with a hard, disciplinary fuck. That was what he had threatened. That was what he was going to do to her and, God help her, just the thought of it was enough to make her want to come all over again.
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Let’s keep the coffee and the momentum flowing! If I keep going like this, I should hopefully be ready to send this to the editors and the beta readers in two more weeks. Tentative publishing schedule is for this to go live somewhere around the end of March, and will be the first in a set of 5 books by fellow authors Dinah McLeod, Renee Rose, Megan Michaels and Kate Richards. Woot!

And just FYI, this post would not have taken anywhere near as long to write, nor would it have been even half this frustrating, had I not been non-consensually forced to the bottom of a rambunctious kitten pile. Seriously, I’ve thrown Danny off my chest no less than 20 times. I’m shoving kittens back with one hand and stealing sips of my coffee with the other. If either one would just lie here quietly by or on me, I could still get some work done, but no. I’ve got two hands and two kittens, so get to petting, lazy human.
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If baleful glares could write a book, this story would be finished by the end of the day.

Ask yourself… Is this socially acceptable?

Okay, I get it. I write what I write and that (apparently) makes me an open target for those who have trouble distinguishing not just fantasy from reality, but what is and is not socially acceptable behavior when you are reaching out to someone you don’t freakin’ know.

I know. It can be a tricky thing, and I know it’s going to come as a surprise to a lot of people, but there is a difference between behaving like a true dominant and behaving like the world’s biggest asshat, who thinks nothing at all of inserting him or herself into another person’s (ie: my) life and/or lifestyle without being invited.

Now is the time, dear reader, to do some serious soul searching. Do you have difficulty figuring out where the ‘boundaries’ are when you’re introducing yourself to someone new? Maybe you don’t get out much and you just want a refresher course on what makes a person come across as either well-mannered or as Creepy McCreeperson on crack. Visually, do you know what that looks like? Let me show you:

1.) How people see a well-mannered person:

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2.) How people see a Creepy McCreeperson:

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See the difference?

No, no. I get it. The struggle is real, but fear not! I have spent the morning coming up with a quick and easy quiz to help even the most socially inappropriate among us figure out 1.) that they are being asshats, and 2.) how they can identify those inappropriate moments while they can still fix and hopefully avoid them.

Remember: the first step to getting help is recognizing you have a problem. So, if there is any question in your mind as to where you stand on the Creepy scale, take this short quiz that I put together out of the IMs, texts and emails I’ve received within the last two weeks.

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1.) How do you introduce yourself to someone you’ve never met or spoken to before?

a.) “Hi! I’ve been reading your posts on Facebook and I just wanted to say you made me smile today. I think you’re fun and funny and I hope you have a good day.”

b.) “Hello.” It’s short. It’s sweet. And it gives you a minute to figure out if you want to follow up with ‘How are you doing?’ or just jump straight to ‘Are you single?’

c.) “Here’s a picture of my penis.” Because everybody likes a good penis or cooter shot (I must have arrived, because I’m getting those now too).

 

If you answered:

a.) 0 points. Good job! Even though it looks like this conversation opened and closed without needing a reply from the object of your admiration, this is a good way to start to get to know someone. This kind of greeting is your best bet if you want to receive a favorable reply in return.

b.) 1 point. Asking someone if they are single in the same conversation that you use to announce your very existence is only appropriate in a bar or on Craigslist. You might as well start by saying, ‘Hey, wanna fuck?’ And if you just thought ‘Oh shoot, I should have opened with that’, then you just lost your point. Go immediately to the next answer.

c.) 10 points. Nobody wants to see a picture of your junk. Period. End of story. I don’t care how big or thick it is. It’s just a penis and, sadly, it’s attached to a Creepy person who enjoys ‘flashing’ people they don’t know. Streakers at sporting events get arrested for this. So do naked men in trench coats and the ‘press’ or ‘hang’ mooners doing their drive-bys. In real life, this sort of thing can land you anything from a fine to a mandatory stay at a government run facility where at any given moment you may find yourself re-enacting that infamous scene from Deliverance. Here’s a clue: You get to be Ned Beatty. It’s the stuff that can and should put people on the sex offenders’ registry for the rest of their lives. So here’s a novel thought: stop being an asshat. Put your pants back on and if you’re that freaking desperate and you can’t find a girl any other way, I hear warm apple pie makes a good substitute.

Appropriate thought process:

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Inappropriate thought process:

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Are you starting to see the creep factor here? No? Well, okay. Let’s continue on.

 

2.) So, you’ve introduced yourself and have received a favorable response back that encourages the conversation to continue. How do you proceed?

a.) I see that you’re an author/cover model/vice squad detective. I find that very interesting. If I wanted to see more of your work, how would I go about doing that?

b.) Do we live on the same continent and/or are you single?

c.) Want to see a picture of my dick?

 

If you answered:

a.) 0 points. Good job! People who are good conversationalists make an effort to get to know one another. Also, the hallmark of building lasting relationships includes having common interests.

b.) 1 point. This is a red flag for me. My assumption when people message me is one of two things: either I know you in real life or you’re a reader/author/fan of my work. If I know you in real life, then you already know these things, so automatically this question places you in the column of people I have never met. So, okay. Time zones being what they are, you might have a legitimate reason to want to know where in the world I’m at. It might be simple curiosity, even. But if we’ve never met and you’re asking my relationship status, that automatically makes me think you’re typing with one hand and choking the chicken with the other. Either way, you just took a giant step toward Creepyville.

c.) No, no, no. 10 points. Look, we just went over this. Okay, one more time. Put your pants back on and pay attention: No one wants to see your Man Johnson in his first ever formal photo set, not even if you dress him up in a little black coat, a tie, and a top hat. …Well, okay. I might want to see that. But no, seriously! Pictures of your dick do not impress me. Stop sending them. Period. Unless, of course, you absolute do want to send that pic to the vice squad detective. I’ll bake cookies for your trial.

Again, here’s some visual aids.

Appropriate thought process:

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Inappropriate thought process:

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3.) If back and forth conversations have been going well, after a suitable length of time and if distance allows, maybe you’d like to meet face to face. What is a suitable length of time?

a.) 3+ months. Genuine relationships take time.

b.) A couple weeks. This is the age of instant gratification, after all. Everything moves fast these days.

c.) A couple hours. I have got to get this off pretty soon. My girlfriend is going to be home any minute.

 

If you answered:

a.) 0 points! Good answer. You’re the kind of guy who understands that a woman’s sexual attraction to a guy starts and ends with his personality. Everything else–height, weight, wealth, quantity of hair growing on his head as opposed to his back–all the rest of that is irrelevant if he’s fun and funny and the object of his budding affection can’t wait to talk to him. A good man or woman’s heart is 100% accessed through his or her mind. Court that first.

b.) 1 point. You want instant gratification? God gave you two hands and an internet full of porn for a reason.

c.) Oh please, like you have a girlfriend. 10 points. Stop lying.

Appropriate relationship escalation discussion:

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Also the inappropriate relationship escalation discussion (depending on whether it was a genuine typo).

 

 

Last question.

4.) You think everything has been going so well that you’d really like to try meeting face to face. And who knows, maybe things will get physical the way you’ve been secretly hoping ever since you decided to text/IM/email in the first place. You say:

a.) “Want to meet in a public place? Maybe for coffee?”

b.) “If you have a car, I live alone/my roommate is out. Want to come over?”

c.) “What’s your address?”

 

If you answered:

a.), b.), or c.) 10 points. While miracles do happen and people sometimes meet out of the blue online and go on to have a real life together, if the only reason you started talking to them in the first place was because you wanted to ‘hit that’, then this is inappropriate. There are online hookup sites you could join to satisfy that need. Call an 800 number or find a chat room somewhere. Those are appropriate outlets for that kind of thing. Harassing someone because you’re not getting enough satisfaction from masturbating to their picture is not.

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Dominating an experienced submissive was fun. Dominating an innocent was delicious.

The confidentiality of Black Light may protect Khloe from the paparazzi, but who will protect her from the devastatingly handsome, yet dangerous, Dom she’s been paired with?

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There’s still time if you haven’t signed up for the Black Light giveaway! Follow this link for a chance to win a free Kindle Fire or a $30 Amazon gift card.

Black Light is the brainchild of the fabulous Livia Grant. She and Jennifer Bene have been the huge driving force that got this series off the ground, out of our brains and into the reading device you love to curl up with whenever you have a stolen moment to spend reading your favorite BDSM authors. It’s been a long, fun road, and it’s all due to the hard work of these two lovely ladies. Thank you for allowing us to play in your world.

 

Blurb for Revealed

Actress Khloe Monroe’s life is spinning out of control. Surrounded by millions of fans, but she’s never felt more alone. When she seeks out an old friend, Chase Cartwright, she doesn’t expect his advice to be signing up for a daring game of Valentine Roulette in his secretive BDSM club.

CIA agent Ryder Helms doesn’t play at anything in life, especially sex.  He’s a sadist and a dominant to his core, so when the roulette wheel pairs him with the stunning actress, Khloe Monroe, a BDSM newbie, he’s surprised to find she’s the best gift he’s received in a long time. Dominating an experienced submissive was fun. Dominating an innocent was delicious.

The confidentiality of Black Light may protect Khloe from the paparazzi, but who will protect her from the devastatingly handsome, yet dangerous, Dom she’s been paired with?

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Excerpt for Revealed

Khloe had never felt so alive. It was like every cell of her body was on high alert, ready to do her master’s bidding.  It was ridiculous, really.  Who the fuck did he think he was? They’d known each other all of thirty minutes, so it was ridiculous to recognize she hadn’t felt this level of intimacy with anyone ever before.  The novelty of it made her brave enough to see where it would take her.

He’d assured her he’d stop if she cried out red and, despite his harsh treatment, she believed him.  And while she was under no delusion that Chase had any romantic feelings for her, she knew he wouldn’t let anything truly dangerous happen to her.  Those were the only reasons she was able to get her excited breathing under control.

His name was Ryder.  Her eyes tracked him as he moved around the perimeter of the room, collecting up any number of diabolical items he planned to use on her body.  There was something about him that fascinated her.  She couldn’t put her finger on it, but she suspected it had to do with the fact that he was the first person in a long time whom she felt wasn’t interested in her as an actress.  He didn’t seem to care about how much money she made or how famous she was.  As fucked up as the game they were playing was, it felt real.

There were very few things in her life that she could say that about.

Before they really got started, a loud commotion could be heard across the club as a woman screamed, “Fucking red, you bastard!” at the top of her lungs.  She turned, trying to see what was happening. Even from the distance, she recognized the last couple to be matched. Congressman Masterson and his ex-wife were not doing too well with their Pet Play kink.

Ryder raised an eyebrow when she looked back at him. “I’d stay focused on your own predicament if I were you, little girl.”

She suspected that was good advice.

Khloe tugged at her restraints, testing to see if she had any wiggle room and strangely relieved when she found little.  He’d left her lying flat, thankfully, as she didn’t want to see the growing crowd that had gathered around inside the doorway and even the cutout window, supplied so voyeurs could watch the famous actress be dominated by the scariest of the roulette dominants.

Her bubble of self-confidence burst when he approached between her legs and held up what looked like a sharp scalpel.  Survival instincts kicked in and she did her best to flail in her bonds, fighting to be free.

“That’s it, baby.  Try to fight me.  I love it.”  Holy shit if she didn’t see the truth in his eyes as he held the sharp implement closer for her to get a good look.

“Sonofabitch,” she cried out.

“That’s one.  I’m Master or Sir.  Any other names will earn you a punishment. Now, I’d hold still if I were you.”

“I don’t like this!” she countered.

“There are no rules that say you have to like anything. You just have to obey.”

Her struggles were fruitless, but she didn’t stop until he volleyed a few sharp swats to her exposed inner thighs with his palm.  The embarrassment was worse than the pain.

“You’re a real prince, you know that?”

“Oh baby, don’t I know it.” He moved around next to her and reached out to pull up the fabric of her bra between her boobs. He waited until she looked into his eyes to reply.  “Here’s the thing. You have princes chasing you daily, yet you’re at Black Light, looking for something you can’t even name. Now, hold perfectly still unless you want to turn this into a blood play scene.”

Khloe held her breath while she felt him brush the dull edge of the scalpel across her skin just before situating it at her bra and pulling up to let the blade slice through the lace.  The tension now released, the fabric flew apart, exposing her mounds and protruding nipples to her captor.  He took his time admiring her, reaching to cup her bare breast, pinching the tight tip between his thumb and middle finger until she moaned.

She knew her panties would come off next, but the Dom used the electronic controls on the diabolical table to first move the head of the table upright, bending her at the tummy and also allowing the crowd to now witness her expressions.  The only saving grace was that the spotlight above the table was bright enough to make it difficult to see out into the audience.  She needed to pretend they weren’t there. Instead, she turned her attention back to the man now standing between her widely spread legs.  There was open lust in his eyes that made her feel powerful.

“Hold still,” he ordered.  She complied, wanting him to draw blood even less than he did.

Her panties fell away, ruined, leaving her completely bare.  A palpable electric charge zinged in the air as his gaze devoured her bare pussy.

“What a shame. You’re already bald.  I was looking forward to shaving you before your examination.”  He let his fingers brush through her folds, coming into the lightest of contact with her clit.  Christ, if only he’d pay attention there a bit longer, she’d be a puddle of goo.  Instead, he yanked his hand away before she could enjoy it.  She groaned in frustration.

“Lucky for you, I have extensive experience with medical examinations.  Well, medical torture to be more precise.”

 

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Are you ready for the next addition to Livia Grant and Jennifer Bene‘s fabulous new Black Light series? On February 10th, eight fabulous authors–Renee Rose, Livia Grant, Jennifer Bene, Addison Cain, Lee Savino, Sophie Kisker, Measha Stone, and Maren Smith–bring you one unforgettable night of kinky, sexy fun!

Blurb:

Three hours. Four hard limits. Eight sexy stories.

Get ready to explore some of your naughtiest desires while you celebrate Valentine’s Day with eight kinky stories from eight USA Today and international bestselling authors! Black Light is the most exclusive BDSM club in Washington, D.C. and for one night they’re changing the rules of play to entertain their members with a game of chance – Valentine Roulette. Challenge and adventure awaits as these sexy dominants spin to win their submissives, and the subs spin to choose how they will play. Their prize if they last the night? One free month at Black Light, and for some of our daring participants… even a chance at love.

Are you brave enough to spin the wheel?

Get your copy of Black Light: Valentine Roulette anthology here! Available on Amazon now!

She never dreamed she’d be paired with her ex.

One sub and one Dom play a game of chance–but Dane’s playing for Keeps. Will the odds be in his favor?

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There’s still time if you haven’t signed up for the Black Light giveaway! Follow this link for a chance to win a free Kindle Fire or a $30 Amazon gift card.

Measha Stone was another author that I’d not read before I was invited to join in this boxed set. It’s always so much fun when you get to sample the work of an author you’ve never tried before.

Get your copy of Black Light: Valentine Roulette anthology here! Available on Amazon now!

 

Blurb for Bared:

Riley can’t remember the last time she played with a Top she couldn’t manipulate. That’s the problem. She wants something more than topping from the bottom, and she’s convinced herself that the Valentine Roulette event is the place to find it.

But when she’s paired up with her ex, her confidence waivers. Dane knows her too well, has been watching her for months, and he’s not going to give up this time. Will he be able to breach that wall she’s been building since she ran out on him all those years ago? Or will she run again, lose the game, and her chance at love?

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Excerpt for Bared:

With a light shove, he let go of her hair and stood in front of her, again appraising her. “I’ve always loved your tits, Riley.” He cradled them in his hands, assessing the weight of them. “Nice and heavy. Do they take a nice beating?”  One more thing on the list of things he’d wanted to try, but she’d been afraid. What if she had liked it? What would that have meant for them? “I asked you a question, girl. Answer me.”  He slapped her hip.

She caught herself before losing her balance and glared at him.

His response to her expression came swiftly. “If you get off the chair, you’ll get a whipping. In front of everyone. You’ll have to tell them all you didn’t obey, you didn’t listen and ask them to watch your punishment. That’s what’s going to happen if you don’t follow directions.”

“You almost knocked me off,” she snapped, righting her position to get her balance back.

His arm wrapped around her while he positioned himself to her side, keeping her front side exposed but secured on the chair. A volley of hard slaps to the front of her thighs had her dancing in his grasp and yelping. “Your job is to stay put. If you can’t do that, then you’ll be begging for an audience to watch your belting.”

“Okay!” She squeezed her eyes shut and calmed her breathing. No way she could do that. Having an audience for a punishment was one thing, having to handpick that audience would be too much.

“Good.” His palms ran over her thighs, soothing away the burn. “Now. Teasing. That’s your favorite thing, so we’ll start there.” He plucked a black marker from his back pocket and uncapped it. “Don’t worry pretty girl, it’s washable. I wouldn’t want to mark this beautiful skin for too long.”

The chilled tip of the marker pressed into her skin. Dragging the marker one way then the other across her chest, she had a good idea of what he was doing. But he didn’t leave her in the dark either.

Once done, he stepped back and looked at his handy work. “Perfect.” He didn’t recap the marker though. “Do you want to know what I wrote?”

“No, sir.” She swallowed. Hearing him say it, confirming it, wouldn’t make it easier.

“Sure you do, but you’re afraid. No worries, I’m going to tell you anyway.” He pressed a fingertip to the marking and checked his finger. “All dry.” A grin pulled at his lips. “T-E-A-S-E.” He traced each letter with his fingertip as he spelled out the word. Her chest constricted, her breath caught, but she managed not to physically flinch.

Riley noticed a few girls walking past them pointing at her. They smiled, and the tall blonde in the middle giggled. Heat crawled up her neck and over her face. Calling her a tease was one thing, but now he’d labeled her – tagged her for everyone in the dungeon to see.

 

Meet the Author:

Measha Stone lives in the western suburbs of Chicago with her husband and three children. While working toward her degree in Creative Writing from Southern New Hampshire University, she wrote mostly in the thriller genre, but her heart lies in Romance. BDSM Erotic Romance is where she lives and breathes, because what’s pleasure without a little pain?  When she’s not writing, she’s reading and goofing off with her kids.

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Don’t miss these exciting titles by Measha Stone!

Windy City Series

Hidden Heart

Secured Heart

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Protecting His Pet

 

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Are you ready for the next addition to Livia Grant and Jennifer Bene‘s fabulous new Black Light series? Eight fabulous authors–Renee Rose, Livia Grant, Jennifer Bene, Addison Cain, Lee Savino, Sophie Kisker, Measha Stone, and Maren Smith–bring you one unforgettable night of kinky, sexy fun!

Get your copy of Black Light: Valentine Roulette anthology here! Available on Amazon now!

Blurb:

Three hours. Four hard limits. Eight sexy stories.

Get ready to explore some of your naughtiest desires while you celebrate Valentine’s Day with eight kinky stories from eight USA Today and international bestselling authors! Black Light is the most exclusive BDSM club in Washington, D.C. and for one night they’re changing the rules of play to entertain their members with a game of chance – Valentine Roulette. Challenge and adventure awaits as these sexy dominants spin to win their submissives, and the subs spin to choose how they will play. Their prize if they last the night? One free month at Black Light, and for some of our daring participants… even a chance at love.

Are you brave enough to spin the wheel?

She likes it hard. Cruel. And impersonal. He wants to crack through her walls.

She likes it hard. Cruel. And impersonal. He wants to crack through her walls. Short, sexy and to the point–I so fangirl over Renee Rose!

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Blurb for Broken:

When the sub known as Slave to Pain spins ageplay, she rolls her eyes. Major Jennifer Riggs doesn’t do fluffy, or pigtails, or baby talk. Doesn’t need to be cuddled or held. She likes to get in and get out, where only her body gets hurt. And she already has the perfect dom – a sadist who gives it hard.

Derek, aka Master D, has been trying to break through his sub’s tough walls for months. When someone else lands her for the Roulette event, he takes matters into his own hands and swaps for his girl. Ageplay isn’t his thing, but this may be the perfect time to get past her defenses and give her the support she always shoves away. But when he pushes her past the breaking point, and she comes up swinging, Derek realizes he may have just lost the one sub who was the perfect match for him.

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Excerpt for Broken:

She jerked when, suddenly, Master D appeared in front of her, his barrel chest clearly defined with muscles beneath his tight black T-shirt.

“Jesus, where’d you come from?”

Damn, he was stealthy for such a big guy.

He shoved her up against the wall, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand, the other gripping her jaw to hold her face in place. His thigh wedged between her legs, forcing her feet apart and giving her something to grind down on. “Did you wear that dress for them?” he growled.

A wave of knowing washed over her. Yep. He was going to see this as a betrayal. Something in her stomach knotted. She opted for a truth that wouldn’t piss him off.

“I bought it for you.”

The thumb of the hand gripping her jaw eased and slid over her skin, stroking her cheek. “Did you?” His voice was a purr now.

“Yeah.” She’d lost her breath. It always seemed to happen when he dominated her. Sometimes she hated herself for it—she wasn’t allowed to feel fear, after all. But, at some point, she’d drawn a line. The sub she became in Black Light was someone else. Someone who liked to surrender. Liked to get scared and excited by a man bigger than she was. It didn’t reflect on Major Jennifer Dibbs. It wasn’t a personality flaw—it was a kink. Just about sex and the way she liked to do it. Another reason to keep things separate and clean. She didn’t need her headspace to get fucked up by her kink.

He yanked the neckline of her dress down under her breasts. If the fabric hadn’t been so stretchy, it would’ve torn. He shoved the cups of her bra down next. “Are you going to let them see these pretty little boobies?”

Ouch. Yeah, they were little. She knew it. They weren’t her best asset. But she still didn’t love hearing them called little boobies. He probably guessed that, like he guessed everything about her. His hand cupped one, somehow making it seem bigger than it was by wrapping around to hold her muscle on the side, too. Bless the man.

“I- I don’t know.”

He arched a brow. “You don’t know?” His voice sounded incredulous. “Well, you’d better decide, little slave, or the decision will be made for you.”

Her head wobbled on her neck. “Probably,” she whispered.

His face turned stony. He pinched her nipple and twisted.

She shrieked and tried to rise up on her tiptoes, but he had her pinned too tightly.

“You will be punished for any and all transgressions I see tonight.”

What the fuck? They didn’t have any rules or arrangements for her to transgress against. But her pussy had just turned molten at his words, the idea of punishment at his hands so terribly exciting she didn’t care how unfair the statement had been.

He continued to hold her nipple in a tight twist, sending shards of pain sprinting out through her breast.

“Yes, sir,” she squeaked.

He waited one beat. Two. Then his grip on her breast and wrists eased, his palm massaging her wounded breast as he leaned over and bit her ear. “I’ll be watching,” he growled against her neck, then kissed it, his lips suddenly soft, the gesture oddly tender.

It made her knees go weak.

Good thing he was still holding her up.

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Want to read more of Renee Rose’s boxed set addition: Broken? Get your copy of Black Light: Valentine Roulette anthology here! Available on Amazon now!

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About the Author

USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR RENEE ROSE is a naughty wordsmith who writes kinky romance novels. Named Eroticon USA’s Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, she has also won The Romance Reviews Best Historical Romance, and Spanking Romance Reviews’ Best Historical, Best Erotic, Best Ageplay and favorite author. She’s hit #1 on Amazon in the Erotic Paranormal, Western and Sci-fi categories. She also pens BDSM stories under the name Darling Adams.

 

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Today’s the day! At some point, this boxed set is going live and for the low sale’s price of $2.99! Get it now while you can, because it will NOT be this low for very long at all!

Are you ready for the next addition to Livia Grant and Jennifer Bene‘s fabulous new Black Light series? On February 10th, eight fabulous authors–Renee Rose, Livia Grant, Jennifer Bene, Addison Cain, Lee Savino, Sophie Kisker, Measha Stone, and Maren Smith–bring you one unforgettable night of kinky, sexy fun!

Blurb:

Three hours. Four hard limits. Eight sexy stories.

Get ready to explore some of your naughtiest desires while you celebrate Valentine’s Day with eight kinky stories from eight USA Today and international bestselling authors! Black Light is the most exclusive BDSM club in Washington, D.C. and for one night they’re changing the rules of play to entertain their members with a game of chance – Valentine Roulette. Challenge and adventure awaits as these sexy dominants spin to win their submissives, and the subs spin to choose how they will play. Their prize if they last the night? One free month at Black Light, and for some of our daring participants… even a chance at love.

Are you brave enough to spin the wheel?

Get your copy of Black Light: Valentine Roulette anthology here! Available on Amazon now!

“I want you to know I am going to use you.”

There were five—five people holding, rubbing, touching, licking, spreading her body as if it was theirs to do with as they pleased.

Who here’s ready for some Addison Cain?

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There’s still time if you haven’t signed up for the Black Light giveaway! Follow this link for a chance to win a free Kindle Fire or a $30 Amazon gift card.

Blurb for Unraveled:

Spencer Cook, Black Light’s Dungeon Master, doesn’t tolerate impudence from anyone, especially not the Swedish ballbuster brought in to manage the club’s floundering bar. Klara Eriksson is a distraction, a vanilla outsider who has no place smiling at and chatting to the guests of D.C.’s elite BDSM club—especially when she has never once smiled at him.

Sending her packing escalates the issue. Klara finds her way back into Black Light as a last-minute participant in the Valentine’s Roulette party. Desperate to regain her job, Klara offers her ex-boss a wager. If she makes it through the night submitting to a stranger, he rehires her on the spot.

Whipping, breath play… Spencer is forced to watch as a well-known Sadist has his hands, his mouth, and his body all over the BDSM virgin he unwillingly craves. He wants Klara for himself. And Klara, well, she wants to understand why Spencer fills her thoughts each time her dom pushes her past pain and right into pleasure.

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Excerpt for Unraveled:

Lips soft, full and tempting at her ear, again Will asked, “Why are you here, Miss Eriksson?”

He gripped her hair, pulling enough to send a ripple of sensation through her scalp. Turning her head, he demanded honey eyes meet deep chocolate brown.

She could barely manage a whisper. “Because I need it.”

“Yes, you do.” For a moment Will was as gentle as he’d been at the start. “Let go.”

Just like that, whatever high she’d indulged in was over. There were too many things in the way. Too much she had to do. “I can’t.”

His thumb pulled her bottom lip to the side, smearing her juices all over her mouth. He looked unmoved by her resistance, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead. “Then I’m going to have to hurt you until you can.”

 

Author Bio:

Addison L. Cain was born in sunny California, but found herself drawn to dwell in older, history-rich places. Japan, Ireland, Qatar, and now Washington DC, Addison is always on the move, always eager to immerse herself in new cultures and people. Her stories reflect the antiquities she loves: deep and sometimes very dark. Driven to push her characters beyond the pale, Addison’s books are not for the faint of heart.

An alumni of California State University Fullerton, she earned a degree in Japanese and spent years in Asia studying indigenous Japanese religion. Primeval forests and worn pathways have led to her obsession with gardening. Her Great Dane approves, loping around the yard and getting into mischief. Unfortunately the cat has to watch from a window, and because Addison is a total sucker for his sad golden eyes, he gets hours of belly rubs and too many treats.
Don’t miss these exciting titles by Addison Cain!

The Alpha’s Claim Series:
Born to be Bound: Book One
Born To Be Broken: Book Two
Reborn: Book Three
The Irdesi Empire Series:
Sigil: Book One
Sovereign: Book Two
Anthologies:
The Dark Forest: A Collection of Erotic Fairytales

Historical Romance:
A Trick of the Light
Available Summer 2017:
Alpha’s Control Book One

 

Social Media Links:

Website – http://addisonlcain.com

Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/AddisonlCain/

Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15164484.Addison_Cain

BookBub – https://www.bookbub.com/authors/addison-cain

 

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Apparently TODAY is the big day. There’s no more need to wait, it’s here! It’s here! Get your copy of Black Light: Valentine Roulette anthology here while it’s still on sale! Available on Amazon now!

Are you ready for the next addition to Livia Grant and Jennifer Bene‘s fabulous new Black Light series? Eight fabulous authors–Renee Rose, Livia Grant, Jennifer Bene, Addison Cain, Lee Savino, Sophie Kisker, Measha Stone, and Maren Smith–bring you one unforgettable night of kinky, sexy fun!

Blurb:

Three hours. Four hard limits. Eight sexy stories.

Get ready to explore some of your naughtiest desires while you celebrate Valentine’s Day with eight kinky stories from eight USA Today and international bestselling authors! Black Light is the most exclusive BDSM club in Washington, D.C. and for one night they’re changing the rules of play to entertain their members with a game of chance – Valentine Roulette. Challenge and adventure awaits as these sexy dominants spin to win their submissives, and the subs spin to choose how they will play. Their prize if they last the night? One free month at Black Light, and for some of our daring participants… even a chance at love.

Are you brave enough to spin the wheel?

“I will place a collar around your throat tight enough to remind you every moment that you belong to me.”

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Are you getting sick of looking at that naked chest yet? Not me. I have licked it so many times… my laptop monitor has never been so clean.

Sophie Kisker was a brand new author for me before joining in this anthology. She’s now on my one-click list! I thoroughly enjoyed Stripped. If your tastes in well-written spanking/BDSM romances are anything like mine (and why are you here if they’re not?), then I expect you’re going to absolutely love her too!

 

Blurb for Stripped:

Adam Quinn and Sari Friesen have been matched for Valentine Roulette.  He likes her curves and her smile.  She likes his dark eyes and his self-assured dominance.

But life hasn’t been easy for either of them, and trust comes slowly.  If they can work together for three hours as dom and sub, through a hot wax scene, a whipping, and a capture fantasy, they’ll win the prize.

But the secret that one of them is keeping threatens to strip away the tenuous attraction that’s growing with every spank, whimper, and moan.  At the end of the night, will there be anything left to salvage for a future?

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Excerpt:

His warm hand caressed her skin with long strokes and gentle squeezes. She made little noises of appreciation.  Her legs relaxed and fell apart.  He must have taken that as inspiration, for his hand dipped between her legs, cupping her smooth mound.  She breathed out a sigh.

“I hope to get to know this pussy better by the end of the night,” he whispered. She tensed without meaning to and then made herself relax, hoping he hadn’t noticed.  But apparently, he did pay close attention.

“Why the fear?”

Because…

“Because I’m just a little nervous, sir.  I’ve mostly played with people I knew well.  This is new.”

Liar, liar, pants on fire…

 

At the end of the night, will a secret strip away their chance at love?

Author Bio

Sophie Kisker started composing stories of domination and submission long ago, but it wasn’t until she met others on the internet that she realized she wasn’t alone.   Her stories are sometimes dark and uncomfortable, but they will always have a happy ending.  She’s a true believer that romantic love and a whip can make a great combination.

During the day, Sophie is busy with job and family, but in the evening, her laptop comes out, her imagination gets going, and she morphs into a recluse who would be happy living in a cave, as long as it had wireless internet and an espresso machine.

 

Where to Find Sophie

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Visit her website to read excerpts and previews of upcoming books at www.sophiekisker.com

Email her at sophiekisker@gmail.com

 

Other Titles by Sophie Kisker

A Captive of Fear and Desire

Amazon

Blushing Books

B&N

 

Memories of a Slave

Amazon

Blushing Books

B&N

 

Finding Home:

 An Erotic Tale of Slavery, Love, and War

Odyssey

Sanctuary

Refining Fire

 

The Punishment Tour

Amazon

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Are you ready for the next addition to Livia Grant and Jennifer Bene‘s fabulous new Black Light series? On February 10th, eight fabulous authors–Renee Rose, Livia Grant, Jennifer Bene, Addison Cain, Lee Savino, Sophie Kisker, Measha Stone, and Maren Smith–bring you one unforgettable night of kinky, sexy fun!

Blurb:

Three hours. Four hard limits. Eight sexy stories.

Get ready to explore some of your naughtiest desires while you celebrate Valentine’s Day with eight kinky stories from eight USA Today and international bestselling authors! Black Light is the most exclusive BDSM club in Washington, D.C. and for one night they’re changing the rules of play to entertain their members with a game of chance – Valentine Roulette. Challenge and adventure awaits as these sexy dominants spin to win their submissives, and the subs spin to choose how they will play. Their prize if they last the night? One free month at Black Light, and for some of our daring participants… even a chance at love.

Are you brave enough to spin the wheel?