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La Contessa

S. Nano

Genre: BDSM, Historical

Publisher: eXcessica

Date of Publication: 26 January 2018

Number of pages: 271

Word Count: 90.500

Cover Artist: Kevin Blisse

 

Book Description:

The most decadent city…

The most perverted mistress…

Renowned for her beauty and cruelty, La Contessa’s reputation as a dominatrix is well established. And eighteenth century Venice has degenerated into a decadent and lascivious city, the perfect backdrop for her to play-out her debauched games and political ambitions.

She sends her maid, Julia, into the alleyways to search for a young man to act as her slave. Julia finds Roberto prostituting himself in the least salubrious district of Venice. He enters into La Contessa’s service to perform her bizarre and sadistic scenes.

From their first meeting there is a mutual attraction between maid and servant. The young couple engineer a series of sexual encounters, knowing the risks should their mistress discover them. Their situation is complicated when La Contessa rescues Becky and brings her to the palazzo as her submissive girl-slave. The interloper exposes Julia’s jealousies… and the feelings for her mistress.

How long can Roberto and Julia keep their love secret? Will Becky’s presence thwart their relationship? Will La Contessa’s scheming bring her the richest prize in all Venice?

All is resolved before the grand ball and masked, BDSM orgy held by La Contessa in her palazzo as the climax to Venice’s Carnivale.

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When I’m finally naked, she gets up from her chair and takes a few steps forward, casting her eyes over me. She circles me a few times inspecting me. I’m conscious of the curves of milky flesh close to my body. The feeling is disconcerting but also highly charged and erotic. I feel a surge of arousal through my cock under the concentrated inspection of my new mistress.

She turns to Julia, “You’ve chosen well. He’s an excellent specimen. He has the physique and physical attributes I need. I can see why you were drawn to him. You’ve done well to find such a young man in the alleyways of the Cannaregio. The question is… does he possess the right mental qualities to serve me?”

She walks another circuit as I stand pensively, small and insignificant. A painted fingernail drags down my back causing a tingle of arousal as it runs along the curves of my muscular backside. She comes back to face me, the flesh of her breasts, thrust up by the tight corsetry, heaves under my nose. Her hands explore my torso, brush underneath the sac of my balls and come to rest on the tip of my erect cock. She’s teasing me, testing me. I know it, but there’s nothing I can do to stop the blood surging through my cock.

“Ah, Julia, I see he has rather a beautiful cock. Did you inspect it for me before you chose to bring him back?”

“Yes, madam.”

She runs her finger along its length and my cock twitches and throbs in response. I say nothing.

“Look at it Julia. It’s splendid. I bet you’d like it inside you. I think you’d love to have it in your cunt, moving inside you, filling you, satisfying you, wouldn’t you?”

“I hadn’t really thought about it, madam.”

Julia’s face reddens.

“Oh no, really, it never crossed your mind when you were inspecting him for me… a hot-blooded girl like yourself,” she teases. “I bet he could give you a good fucking. Did you try him Julia? Did you have him inside you?”

“No madam!” is the indignant reply.

We exchange a furtive glance which I swear La Contessa notices. Julia is sweating and shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other. She looks guilty. I can’t help but think La Contessa knows she’s lying and is toying with her.

“I don’t blame you, girl. I bet he could make you come. I think he could make you squeal in ecstasy when he thrusts inside you. But you know my rules don’t you? You know I don’t permit sex between my servants. You have to save yourself up for me and my perversions, don’t you?”

By now La Contessa’s hand has strayed under Julia’s skirt, seeking out her cunt. Julia lets out a small whimper and groan as La Contessa’s fingers find the spot. She smiles.

“It’s a shame isn’t it? The discipline I impose on those who serve me.”

She removes her fingers from Julia’s cunt and turns her attention to me. She holds them up to my nose.

“Can you smell her cunt juices? I bet you’d love to gorge on them wouldn’t you?”

I squirm in silence.

“Well?”

My discomfort is intense. What do I say? Yes I would of course, but surely that’s not the answer to give.

“No, mistress.”

“Liar!” she accuses, her voice sharp with reprimand. “Yet your cock tells a different story, doesn’t it? Look at it. Well it’s no matter. You will taste them for me.”

She puts her fingers to my mouth and gently, enticingly, runs them along my lips, forcing them to part so she can ease them into my mouth. I suck on her fingers and drink in the salty juices from Julia’s cunt. My cock is throbbing with need, and I swear I could come any second.

She takes the fingers, wet with my saliva and Julia’s juices, out of my mouth and wraps them around my penis. She squeezes my cock tight.

“It’s still hard. So, what is turning you on? Is it my tits, slave?”

I’m in turmoil. I don’t know what to answer. If I say no, is it an insult? If I say yes?

“They’re beautiful mistress. I’d love to touch them, if I’m permitted.”

Out of the corner of my eye I catch Julia roll her eyes and shake her head. Wrong answer, I suspect.

“For such an impertinence on my personal honour, you must be punished. You see this object; it is an offence to me. It must be aroused only when I need it for my own amusement.”

About the Author:

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

‘La Contessa’ is his third full length novel. ‘Adventures in Fetishland’, a BDSM/fetish re-invention of the classic Alice stories was published by Xcite Books and ‘Mistress of the Air’, a comic, Steampunk, erotic adventure was published by eXcessica. His novellas and short stories have been published by Xcite Books, House of Erotica, Forbidden Fiction, Coming Together and Greenwoman Publishing.

He is a regular participant in reading slams at ‘Smut by the Sea’ and similar events in the UK, contributing a workshop ‘Kinking Up the Past’, on getting inspiration for erotic stories in historical settings, in 2015.

Web site: http://www.slavenano.co.uk/writing

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Title: Unorthodox Chemistry

Series: The Unorthodox Trilogy, Book #2

Author: Lilah E. Noir

Release Date: February 18th, 2018

He was her Master, lover and the only man who truly knew her. She was his pet, best friend and the love of his life. Sometimes that’s not enough.

LINA
He’s gone.
His absence hurts more than any whip.
Thomas saw me for who I was.
Strong on the outside, fractured and vulnerable on the inside.
Every day I struggle to rebuild my life.
I miss him. His rough passion and his affection.
I know we’ll never be together again, I even tried to move on…
… and then one invitation changed everything.
Do I dare to say no to the greatest temptation?

THOMAS
I had to walk away.
Lina paid dearly for my mistakes.
She needs to heal and all that’s left for me is to wait.
In the dark, with nothing but my demons and sins to keep me company.
The memory of her is a bittersweet torture, one I didn’t think I could ever escape…
A year later, at the kinkiest club in town, I saw her. On the arm of another man.
May the seduction begin.

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THOMAS

Lina.
She is here. Tonight. She is really here.
I couldn’t wrap my mind around it and stood there, hiding like a coward from my former pet and lover. Has she seen me?

The question faded from my frenzied mind as soon as I saw someone getting close to Lina from behind. It was a man, tall, muscular, with a matching creamy mask. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her hair. I expected her to push him away but she turned around and placed a tender, light kiss on his lips.

Anger and confusion formed a lump in my throat I was unable to swallow. My knuckles hurt with how hard I’d been clenching my fists in a futile attempt to calm down.

She moved on… I nearly died out of grief and she moved on with her life like it was nothing. It was unfair. I was the one who let her go, but right then I couldn’t have cared less what was fair or not. I was dying on the inside, and each moment of shared tenderness between them was another dagger in my wounds.

What the hell was happening?

After so many months of painful separation, I expected my passion for her would have quieted. What a fool. One look at her beautiful silhouette was enough to make my blood boil with lust. The dominant instinct to grab her by the hair like a caveman and claim her clouded my mind.

I was out of control and I remembered well what had happened last time.

If I stayed, I risked acting like a deranged Neanderthal. I’d bring her down to her knees and fuck her whether she wanted it or not, force her to beg for more.

What the hell was Lina doing here? She couldn’t have learned about the party unless…

LINA

The music died down to a soft murmur when he moved closer to the forest nymphs. He stepped forward with all the dignity of a king. The spacious hall echoed with the quiet yet haunting click-clack of his leather boots. He had hair as long as that of the ravenous women, dark as his clothes and the forest behind. It was tied and flowed down his back.

They were too far away so I couldn’t make out the facial features of any of the actors. Still, his quiet strength and its intensity shook me to the core of my soul. He was silent and walked slowly as if he dominated time itself. The man owned the space around him and looked resilient enough to tame even the fire of those wild creatures.

The raven-haired women brought the ballerina before him and forced her down to her knees. When they let her go, they looked strangely humbled. Their eyes were cast down, a veil of hair covering their faces. The man in black waved his hand and the faeries dispersed. Their shadows got lost among the trees.

They had completely disheveled the young woman’s auburn hair and pulled her bodice down. The tops of her perky breasts were exposed to his gaze as she knelt for the dark stranger. Once she looked up at him, her entire being exuded fear so tangible I could taste it and feel it spreading all over my own skin. The ballerina clasped her small hands before her chest in a silent plea but she didn’t dare look away from her mysterious captor. He hadn’t moved a muscle and simply hovered over her with the same stillness. His eyes were tangling invisible rope around the trembling bird.

I sank my teeth into my tongue to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating. It was difficult to separate myself from the action on the stage. My knees were the ones brushing against the forest floor while I waited for his command.

He reached out and moved a few tresses from the girl’s face. His fingers lifted her chin and caressed her. That simple touch provoked another moan. The pleasure of his intimate caress made the scared girl tremble harder. His fingers on her sensitive, heated skin were too much to handle. I knew it because their intense chemistry was flowing inside me, sharp as a knife and delicate like the most tender kiss.

ALLIE

“You have to be the judge. When it comes to seduction it is not important what they are saying but what they are hiding. Both men and women are alike that way, no matter what they say. They don’t want to communicate their desires. They want the other person to figure them out like they’d solve a mystery. If you can figure out what he wants and give it to him, you’ll blow his mind.”

I watched the scene with amusement before I finally approached them and added nonchalantly, “That’s an interesting theory but mysteries are often overrated.”

“Good luck finding a person who’d directly tell you what they want. Especially if they are afraid you’d judge them.” The blonde removed her cap and stared at me with unreadable dark eyes.

ALLIE

“Do you know what I think, Nate?” My boots click-clacked across the hard stone floor. He was still gazing at his lap. “Look at me when I talk to you.”

He raised his head with great reluctance but did as he was told, anyway. That restless gaze vibrated with anger and a different, raw emotion. Nate winced when I ran my nails down his cheek.

“I asked you a question. I believe I’m a polite hostess. I expect the same attitude in return.”

“What are you thinking, Mistress?” He retorted the last word.

“You wanted to stay here. You didn’t even demand to observe or attend Lina’s scene. Fight back. Say you did it for her own sake if you want. You’re not fooling me. It thrilled you when you saw what was happening down the rabbit hole. You long for a ride. It’s difficult to admit it. It’s convenient if you pretend someone made you do it.”

When I got closer to him, I got a whiff of his scent, a fusion of light marine eau de cologne, soap and the natural warmth of his skin. If I ran a hand over his throat, his flesh would get goosebumped and he’d attempt to move away.

“What makes you think so?” Nate asked in a flat voice.

“I’ve been watching you.”

He rolled his eyes and took a larger sip of water.

“You know what, Allie, some men find stalkers irresistible.” Nate gave me what was probably his best cocky grin. “I’m not one of them. If that’s your idea of seduction, please, change the strategy.” His smile grew wider when I didn’t reply and he added with a nonchalant voice “Just a bit of friendly advice.”

I smirked and picked up a mask. It was the same one Thomas had torn off his face and thrown on the table when we entered the room earlier. Its string heaved down my finger. I dangled it before Nate and tried my best not to change my expression.

“I saw how you were staring at Shock & Fear.” My voice was lazy and sultry, and I dragged a nail across the mask. “They got you so intimidated. It was adorable. They’d have made both you and Lina their bitches if I hadn’t rescued you.”

 

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Black Light: Roulette Redux
Series: Black Light Series Book 7
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Publisher: Black Collar Press
Publication Date: February 8, 2018
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Can one night fix the mistakes of the past? When Dean and Melinda have a second chance of love, the two of them must walk along the jagged edge of the blade to take hold of what once was.

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Natalie’s shocked when she’s paired with former governor Hunter Knox during Roulette Redux. They share a complicated history, and she hasn’t seen the sexy older man in five years. But this time is different. She’s no longer off limits. This time he can touch her. Kiss her. Dominate her. Punish her. And when the wheel spins medical play… he can also give her a thorough examination that leaves her blushing with shame.

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When Della agrees to let go of control, she never dreams she’ll be paired with none other than her asshole ex husband, Brayden. But both of them are too stubborn to back out now. Will old hurts taint their night of kinky fun… or rekindle their passion?

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LIVIA GRANT is a USA Today bestselling author who lives in Chicago with her husband and two sons… one a young man, the other a furry rescue dog named Max. Well-known for her deep character-driven plots, & incredible ensemble casts, she writes one hell of an erotic romance.
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JENNIFER BENE is a USA Today bestselling author of dark and devious romance in a variety of genres. She is also an Amazon Top 50 bestselling author, and it’s always been the dark stuff that turns her on. So her books are usually full of aggressive alpha males, feisty women who may or may not have a submissive streak, and intense, psychological story lines.
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RENEE ROSE is a USA Today bestselling author and a naughty wordsmith who writes BDSM and spanking romance novels. She’s hit #1 on Amazon in multiple categories in the U.S. and U.K., is often found on the list of Amazon’s Top 100 Erotic Authors.
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ALTA HENSLEY is a USA Today bestselling author of hot, dark and dirty romance. She is also an Amazon Top 100 bestselling author. Being a multi-published author in the romance genre, Alta is known for her dark, gritty alpha heroes, sometimes sweet love stories, hot eroticism, and engaging tales of the constant struggle between dominance and submission.
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SUE LYNDON is a USA Today bestselling author who writes steamy D/s romance in a variety of genres, from contemporary to historical to fantasy. She’s a #1 Amazon bestseller in multiple categories, including BDSM Erotica and Sci-Fi Erotica.
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MEASHA STONE is an international bestselling author from the western suburbs of Chicago where she lives with her husband and children, who are just as creative and crazy as her. Her vanilla writing has been published in numerous literary magazines, but she’s found her passion in erotic romance.
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RIBBONS & Os

by R.E. Hargrave


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Carina Anderson has had a craptastic year. From losing her parents in separate freak accidents to finding her boyfriend and BFF engaged in kinky sex games, her general enthusiasm for life has evaporated. It’s not a surprise that by the time Christmas rolls around, she’s ready to lock her doors and hermit the season away—until a chance encounter forces her outlook to change. With her newfound attitude, Carina takes a wild leap and lands herself in a world she never dreamed of. A world she’ll soon find she can’t get enough of.
 
Dr. Elijah Davies has been counting down the days until he can return to England—and the creature comforts of his playroom. Now used to the hustle and bustle of London, he’s only come back to Hooksett as a favor to his eccentric uncle. But when an adorable and oh-so-sexy elf crosses his path, Elijah decides his visit to the small New Hampshire town might not end up being so boring after all.
 
Never underestimate the magic of the season… or the power of attraction.



As my eyes scanned over the huddles of bodies, I noticed a lone man in the far corner. He sat so that his back was against the wall, his long, worn jean-covered legs stretched out in front of him. Donned in a threadbare, long-sleeved black shirt and what looked to be a handmade scarf wrapped around his neck, I couldn’t see his face as he concentrated on a tattered book in his hands. I was still watching him, willing him to look up at me in fact, when Deborah returned. 


Just as I turned to give her my attention, he lifted his head, then smirked while he blatantly ran his eyes up and down my body. My breath caught in my throat at his feral intrusion. Something in the way he stared me down made me feel like I was on the menu, and I shuddered, my panties dampening. His eyes crinkled when he laughed.


“Carina, this here is Stan and Billy, if you’ll show them where your car is, they’ll bring everything in,” Deborah said, capturing my attention.


“Yeah, sure,” I mumbled, my eyes cutting back to the corner where the man was still staring at me. My outfit suddenly felt a tad silly and childish.


I led Stan and Billy out to my car and unlocked the doors so they could load up baskets. While they headed back inside with their first armfuls, I went to the trunk to retrieve the bags of cocoa. 


“May I—” 


I’d been leaning into the trunk, stretching to reach the bag which had shifted to the back, when the deep voice startled me, causing me to lose my footing and fall forward into the trunk. Horrified that my ass was on display as my legs flailed behind me, there was nothing I could do. A loud, rich laugh reverberated around me, caressing me and making it hard to think straight. 


“Oh, dear, let me give you a hand,” he said, and hands closed on my hips, but not before they ran faintly over my ass. His British accent and wandering hands left a searing heat where they’d touched me… fuck me. 


Would it be wrong to take one of the strays home with me? I wondered for half a second.


With his help, I managed to get my feet back on the ground and remove myself from the trunk victorious, cocoa bag in hand. I uprighted myself with a pleased smile on my face and shifted to thank my would-be attacker and savior in one. It was the man from the corner. 


And he was grinning at me again.


My chest and cheeks heated up as embarrassment washed over me knowing it had been him to witness my flailing about. “Thank you,” I whispered.


“You’re blinking?” he stated, an air of confusion in his tone. Huh?


I glanced down to see what he was talking about and realized that in my stumble I must’ve bumped the on-button for my bra. The exposed shoulder strap was indeed flashing, along with all the trim work on the bra, which was now quite visible through my white sweater.


“Shit!” I cursed under my breath then stuck my hand down my top to locate the switch, withdrawing my hand and looking up once the lights were dimmed again. “Yeah, uh, that wasn’t supposed to happen.” I giggled, feeling sheepish. In the sunlight, I could see that his hair was strawberry blond, and it sparkled with meandering snowflakes. His eyes were a dark green that matched my leggings. 


He licked his lips as he leaned into me, his hand grasping my elbow then sliding down my forearm to catch the bag in my hand left a fiery trail in its wake. The man pressed his mouth to my ear and I felt his warm breath as he purred into my ear, “It’s very festive. I like it… it’d be a great treat to see all of the light show, love.”




Leaving me speechless, my cheek warmed where he kissed it before walking away with the cocoa.

Domestic engineer. Author. Burgeoning editor. And quite possibly certifiable. Believing every story can shine bright with a bit of tenacious tough love, R.E. Hargrave is thorough and to the point. An international bestselling author, she takes storytelling and manuscript polishing seriously, working with her authors and on her own creations to ensure they come to life, crawling from the pages and into the reader’s souls. Hargrave lives on the outskirts of Dallas, TX and is married to her high school sweetheart; together they are raising three children. A native ‘mutt,’ she has lived in New Hampshire, Pennsylvania, South Carolina, Alabama, Texas, and California. She is fond of setting her stories—which range from the sweet to the paranormal, to the erotic and horrific—on location in South Carolina and Texas.

 
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Title: Unorthodox Chemistry
Series: The Unorthodox Trilogy, #2
Author: Lilah E. Noir
Genre: BDSM, Erotic Suspense, Romance
Release Date: February 18, 2018

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He was her Master, lover and the only man who truly knew her. She was his pet, best friend and the love of his life. Sometimes that’s not enough.

LINA
He’s gone.
His absence hurts more than any whip.
Thomas saw me for who I was.
Strong on the outside, fractured and vulnerable on the inside.
Every day I struggle to rebuild my life.
I miss him. His rough passion and his affection.
I know we’ll never be together again, I even tried to move on…
… and then one invitation changed everything.
Do I dare to say no to the greatest temptation?
THOMAS
I had to walk away.
Lina paid dearly for my mistakes.
She needs to heal and all that’s left for me is to wait.
In the dark, with nothing but my demons and sins to keep me company.
The memory of her is a bittersweet torture.
A year later, at the kinkiest club in town, I saw her. On the arm of another man.

May the seduction begin.

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She was his boss at work and his submissive at all times.
LINA
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I was too busy to notice the lust in his eyes.
Now I’m at his feet begging for every bit of pleasure and pain he’ll unleash on me.
THOMAS
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BROOKLYN BLUES

 by R.E. Hargrave
 


Genre: BDSM Erotica (short story)
 

By day, Brooklyn Crenshaw goes to work and does her job. She doesn’t make waves, simply follows orders and stays off the radar. Oh, and she might have a crush on WILLIAM K. BAXTER from across the hall. Each time she passes his office—with his polished name plate on the window—her gut clenches with desire at the sight of him. But he never looks up, can’t possibly know who she is, and even if he did, her needs would send him running. Because they always ran.
 
At night, in private, she turns on her laptop so that her Sir can turn her on. Brooklyn’s never seen His face, but she knows His voice and the magic of His words. The arrangement works for her. Mostly.
 
As the office holiday party approaches, Brooklyn starts receiving Secret Santa gifts which suggest more than casual interest, Sir reveals his fondness for exhibition and voyeurism, and WILLIAM K. BAXTER finally looks up at her, and waves.
 
Brooklyn begins to question everything. Does she continue to follow the orders of a man who hides behind technology, but is always there, or does she take a chance on the man right in front of her who’s seen her at long last? Then there is the Secret Santa who seems to know what makes Brooklyn tick. So many decisions.
 
‘Tis the season… to be kinky.

 


 

 

  

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Domestic engineer. Author. Burgeoning editor. And quite possibly certifiable. Believing every story can shine bright with a bit of tenacious tough love, R.E. Hargrave is thorough and to the point. An international bestselling author, she takes storytelling and manuscript polishing seriously, working with her authors and on her own creations to ensure they come to life, crawling from the pages and into the reader’s souls.  

Hargrave lives on the outskirts of Dallas, TX and is married to her high school sweetheart; together they are raising three children. A native ‘mutt,’ she has lived in New Hampshire, Pennsylvania, South Carolina, Alabama, Texas, and California. She is fond of setting her stories—which range from the sweet to the paranormal, to the erotic and horrific—on location in South Carolina and Texas.

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Mistress Of The Air 

S. Nano

Genre: Comic, Steampunk, Erotica

Publisher: eXcessica

Date of Pub.:  April 21, 2017

ISBN: 978-1545250242

ASIN: B06Y6GVGYF

Number of pages: 270

Word Count: 79,000

Cover Artist: Kevin Blisse

Book Description:

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 farm in Malaysia, trunk loads of corsetry, and the country’s largest collection of antique whips.

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 age of aviation, she embarks on a series of adventures on her airship, ‘The Corseted Domme’, with her transvestite maid, Victoria, her airship pilot, Captain Wyndham, and her automaton sex-doll, 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 dastardly, electric and steam-powered devices on them. She spanks, whips, 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.

‘Mistress of the Air’ is a genre-crossing comic, Steampunk, erotic adventure as Lady Sally delivers a BDSM kick up the back-side to the Edwardian country house novel.

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“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.

 

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’, a comic, Steampunk, erotic adventure will be published by eXcessica on 21st April 2017.

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SURREAL

The Divine Trilogy series, book 3
by R.E. Hargrave

 



HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JAYDEN 

Genre: BDSM Erotica



***2015 FINALIST for BDSM Writers Con Golden Flogger Award for Best BDSM Novel of the Year***

Catherine O’Chancey is a young submissive who has found her happily ever after, with a man far better than she’d ever dreamed.
 
Or has she? Is life that easy?
 
Jayden Masterson first opened his playroom to Catherine—a provocative Irish beauty with a penchant for pain—and then his heart to her everyday persona, Erin. For him, life has never been more perfect . . . Or more confusing.
 
He’s comfortable as a Dominant, but still finding his way as a lover and equal partner. Jayden is also learning that he can’t protect his jewel from everything—nor should he. Some battles she must fight on her own.
 
The travesties of Erin’s past still haunt her, and as the couple move forward in their merging relationship, they must now cope with the physical damage left behind by her abuser.
 
Catherine and her Master have a lot to learn—about each other, and about themselves. If Jayden and his jewel can overcome the challenges they’ll face on the next leg of their journey, their ending just might be . . . Surreal.

***Contains explicit sexual content (including multiple partners and gender pairings) and mature situations which could be trigger-inducing for some readers.***

Catherine O’Chancey is a reserved, demure, and graceful submissive. All traits she trained hard to enhance when she discovered the world of Dominance and submission in college. In an attempt to start fresh after the unexpected death of her last Dom, Catherine moves to Dallas, TX to escape the shroud of darkness he left behind in her life. She has tried to fight the need that resides deep within her to submit, but finally has to admit she can’t for it is not a choice, but part of who she truly is. After months of mental preparation, she ventures back into the lifestyle by attending a coveted open-night event at Dungeons and Dreams, an exclusive BDSM club.

Is it fate or coincidence that Catherine garners the attention of one of the club’s board members who happens to be on the hunt for the perfect sub – a partner who enjoys receiving pain and pleasure as much as he enjoys doling it out?

Jayden Masterson is many things: a firm Dom, a shrewd businessman, and a gentleman. What he isn’t, is someone who partakes in relationships outside of contractual ones with his multiple, uncollared, regular submissives. While he likes rough sex, he is not an animal, and can find pleasure only if it is consensual. What his harem is missing is a pain slut; could there be one in his future?

Upon meeting Catherine, Jayden feels an instantaneous spark inside him that has him wanting to know not just her body, but her mind. He wants to unravel her mysteries and discover her secrets. Through pain can they find the pleasure they seek? Can part-time pain lovers find full-time fulfillment when it’s not in their contract?

Over the past year of being Jayden Masterson’s collared submissive, Catherine O’Chancey has worked through the mental terrors left behind by her old Dom—she thinks. To celebrate their collaring anniversary, Jayden organizes a special day, during which her final limits and fantasies will be realized. Will it prove to be more than she can handle? Can she endure the erotic onslaught her mind and body will experience and survive unscathed?

While Catherine faces dark shadows and pleasurable highs, Jayden finds his own inner strength being tested. He has come to realize that, somewhere along the way, Catherine has taken possession of his heart, mind, and body. Now he faces his biggest challenge ever; he must let go of all his submissives but one: his jewel, Catherine. Can he leave his philandering ways behind? Has he made the ultimate mistake by putting his jewel into the hands of others?

 

Domestic engineer. Author. Burgeoning editor. And quite possibly certifiable. Believing every story can shine bright with a bit of tenacious tough love, R.E. Hargrave is thorough and to the point. An international bestselling author, she takes storytelling and manuscript polishing seriously, working with her authors and on her own creations to ensure they come to life, crawling from the pages and into the reader’s souls.
 
Hargrave lives on the outskirts of Dallas, TX and is married to her high school sweetheart; together they are raising three children. A native ‘mutt,’ she has lived in New Hampshire, Pennsylvania, South Carolina, Alabama, Texas, and California. She is fond of setting her stories—which range from the sweet to the paranormal, to the erotic and horrific—on location in South Carolina and Texas.

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Down and Dirty

Erzabet Bishop

Genre: BDSM Romance

Publisher: All Romance eBooks

Date of Publication:  12/1/2016

ISBN: 978-1-945193-81-1

ASIN: B01MXI6AH9

Word Count: 20000

Cover Artist: Erin Dameron Hill

Book Description:

A new beginning…

Fleeing from a relationship gone horribly wrong, Jocelyn Frazier makes the choice to start a new life. If only her car had gotten the memo. Stranded in the parking lot of what seemed to be a night club, she walks into a world she never knew existed. A new job with room and board are the answer to her prayers, but can she really outrun the ghosts of her past or will they come back to claim her?

Broken trust…

Master Caine has just come out of a five-year Master/sub arrangement after a bitter breakup. He spies the new barmaid instantly, dismissing her as just another pretty face. When circumstances put them in close proximity, his resolve to stay at a distance is put to the test. He finds himself enamored by the curvaceous blonde. Soon the teacher becomes the student and he learns that the gift of trust might just be the greatest surrender of all.

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Master Caine observed with interest the new waitress that worked with Roxy at the bar. She was shy and not at all used to life in the club. Her black corset and short micro skirt were tasteful. He would give Roxy that. The girl’s expressions as she took in some of the costumes of the patrons were comical.

A couple had come through, the leather clad Domme leading a man dressed in nothing more than a dog collar and a strategically placed genital cage, and he thought she was going to choke on her own tongue. From time to time on his rounds as dungeon monitor, Caine caught her observing the patrons in the spanking room, a curious look on her face as if she were trying to comprehend why a person would do such a thing.

“She’s delightful,” Gage stated, noting the direction his attention traveled. “The people love her and she’s gotten more tips than all the other servers combined.” The hum of the club had picked up over the last couple of nights and he’d been relieved at the influx of people.

Caine shrugged. “Another pretty face.” She seemed like any typical Texas girl. Blond hair, curves that filled out her jeans nicely, and a pleasant disposition that defied logic. But in the corset and microskirt—his cock stood up and took notice.

“True.” Gage eyed his friend askance.

“Did her background check come back okay?”

“It did. She’ll be here about a week, from what Linnet said.”

Gage paused, then added, “She’s been abused.”

“How do you know?” But he’d seen the telltale bruising on her face. It wasn’t hard to guess what had happened. No doubt she was on the run from an ex. All the more reason to steer clear.

So why did he continually seek her out every time he found himself in the main room of the club? It had been three days and each evening he found himself staring at her like a proverbial lost puppy.

“Linnet told me. Be careful, Hoss.”

“What do you mean be careful?”

“I know that look.”

“I have no intention,” he started to say, and then realized it was a lie. He’d been relieved when he caught her watching his performance during the public exhibition tonight and wondered what her ass would look like stretched across his bench, the rosy pink kiss of his paddle coloring her cheeks.

“I don’t know that she…”

“You wouldn’t know unless you ask. Just keep in mind she’ll be heading to Houston for that modeling audition as soon as she can get enough money to get her car fixed.”

“She’s a model?” His cock hardened at the thought. He was definitely attracted to her. There was no doubt. And she was a polar opposite of Riley.

“Just be careful, she’s fragile.”

“I’m not looking.”

“I didn’t say you were, but if you do don’t hurt her. She’s been through enough.”

***

The corset was tight around her ribs and she took a deep breath, trying to reign in the excitement of the night. Her tables had been more than generous and, during a lull, she caught sight of something happening in the stage area.

The first performance had been none other than Master Caine and a volunteer from the audience. He had paddled the squirming sub to a rosy pink puddle of feminine appreciation.

Her first reaction completely surprised her and she almost dropped a tray of drinks as her heels wobbled. She wanted to be that woman.

Her.

The more she read his books in the gift shop, the more she wanted to be a part of his world.

“Do you want to watch?”

She turned to find the tall Dom standing next to her. “What are they doing?” she asked.

“Her Dom is issuing a public punishment.”

“And she likes that?”

“Why don’t you come and find out?” His lips twisted upward into an inviting smile and she wanted more than anything to take him up on it.

Roxy ambled up and greeted them. “I think your shift is over for tonight, girlie girl. Why don’t you go exploring with Master Caine?”

“I don’t want to leave you. My tables…”

“Are just fine. Go. Enjoy.” She winked and gave her a light shove and, in trying to right her footing, Jocelyn found herself encased in Master Caine’s arms.

Her skin felt hot in the places he touched her and she tried to shake off the sensation, wondering if she had lost her mind.

About the Author:

Erzabet Bishop has had a love affair with books since she first started reading. Just recently, she discovered that writing naughty stories was even more fun. She lives with her husband, menagerie of dogs and a mountain of books she is sure will crush her one day in her sleep.

You can find Erzabet on Facebook, Pintrest, and Goodreads. Follow her updates on Twitter: @erzabetbishop and her erotica blog.

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Book One

Roxanna Cross

Genre: BDSM, Erotic Romance,

Mystery, Paranormal

Publisher: Extasy Books

Date of Pub.: August 19, 2016

ISBN: 978-1-4874-0795-7

ASIN: B01KPPFGNK

Number of pages: 45

Word Count: 12265

Cover Artist: Valerie Tibbs

Book Description:

Josephine Herveaux is haunted with guilt over the death of her cousin. The traumatic event from her youth left an empty void she has tried to run from for the past twenty years.

Derek Owens has fought to come to terms with the love triangle from his youth. An OCD Dom, the only place he feels in control is in the safe room he has constructed to deal with his turbulent emotions. The slim thread is shattered when Josephine returns to town.

The past brings Josephine and Derek together once again, but the ghost of Josephine’s cousin refuses to remain quiet. Can Josephine and Derek come to terms with her cousin’s death, or will the ghostly voice in her head drive her to insanity?

A compelling story that will leave you craving more answers….

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Josephine stood caught in one of those moments—the ones that sent her heart running a marathon and her sanity flying out the window. Why else would she have been driven to her knees with fright not from nearly being crushed to death by a two ton truck, but by the man jumping out of its cab? Derek Owens. Oh my.

Worse, she found herself staring back at him just as hard as he seemed to stare at her. Her gaze got lost in the dark amber pools. Golden sparks flared near the irises. Sweet Jesus, not even five minutes back in town. Technically, not even in town yet, and she’d managed to make him mad. Furious, even. Her teeth sank down on her lower lip. Guess I pushed his buttons.

“Do you have a death a wish?” he roared.

His voice, deep and rich, resonated in parts of her that had been left dormant for far too long, jostling her system in an unexpected way. Goosebumps formed under her skin. Bubbles of lava danced on her spine. The contrast between the creeping cold and invading heat felt disconcerting.

“C’mon Jo, don’t you remember what I always told you about this damn curve? You can’t just stop in the middle of it like that. Christ, I could have killed you!”

“You’re such a pompous ass idiot sometimes! Of course I know the damn road. You know what, Derek, you’re absolutely right. I planned for this, for my car to break down at the worst possible spot in the blind curve. Oh, I also planned for your truck to come barreling down and come crashing into me. That’s right, I planned it all. As my welcome back to town party—Right!”Jo rolled her eyes skyward and huffed aloud to let out the steam of frustration this man always seemed to evoke inside of her.

Some things never changed.

* * * *

About the Author:

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Roxanna is a mother of three teenage girls, a wife and she juggles a full time career all the while living in two worlds. Being a writer, a dreamer, a drifter gives her an outlet to calm the voices in her head. Her quirky, sarcastic sense of humor and easygoing, non-judgmental temperament shines through on the page, a knack that until a few years ago she wouldn’t let herself claim. When an editor selected her short story “Belted In” for Best Bondage Erotica 2014, then it hit her like a ton of bricks—she’d done it. Earned the title she coveted for so long, author. And it’s one she cherishes.

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Candlelight

Roxanna Cross

 Mesmerized

Eyes caught

By the dancing flame

Of the giant sized candle

Burning this Yule night

Its orange flame like a beacon

Its bright blue pillar, a spear of hope

And the evergreens all around, sign of new beginnings

Blessed it be to all under the Yule candle’s light

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Down and Dirty

J.R. Gray

Genre: BDSM Romance

Publisher: All Romance eBooks

Date of Pub.:  12/1/2016

ISBN: 978-1-945193-83-5

ASIN: B01N06JT1R

Word Count: 30000

Cover Artist: Erin Dameron Hill

Book Description:

One night changes everything.

Stark is too old to be selling himself, or his services. He’s too set in his ways, too piled in grief, and well…it’s been too long. But when your best friend is a big demanding drag queen, and hosting the event, it’s impossible to say no. It’s one night, he convinces himself, and then he can get back to his reclusive life.

Scotty can handle the club for one night. It’s Christmas Eve after all, and the auction is for charity. If she saw her ex she could deal with it, she hoped and it wasn’t like she had to bid on anyone. But when she comes back from the bar she finds her best friend had other plans, and now she has a date with a mysterious dominant.

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excerpt-3“We are going to be late, and I won’t get a good one.” Cheri linked her arm through Scotty’s, forcing her to pick up her pace.

“I was ready at nine. You just had to try on four pairs of my shoes,” Scotty replied.

“You have better taste in shoes than anyone else on the planet.”

“Because it used to be the only thing I wore.” Scotty gave her a look, ignoring the pain in her heels. Shoes were pain. A pain she used to like. Now it was a stark reminder. But everything was a reminder.

“Well, now you’re a big shot lawyer, and clothes are required.”

“But I like kicking ass, so it’s an equal trade-off.”

Cheri rolled her eyes and turned into the alley. This was a frequent trek for them while Scotty had been in law school, not so much in the last few years.

“Are you going to be okay if we see her?” Cheri asked.

Scotty didn’t meet her eyes. “I’ll be fine.”

A sinewy naked man greeted them at the door and collected their coats. They were long past showing their keys, getting a rundown of the rules, or being briefed on the night’s events. Cheri was still a regular, even if Scotty wasn’t. They were handed a menu of sorts. A heavy black card with a bold silver typeface, it was more like something seen at high dollar weddings, not a BDSM club.

“Good, because I know she’s on the menu for tonight.”

Scotty wrinkled her nose. She didn’t want to hear about it. She was blocked from Scotty’s mind, mostly. There was still the errant dream, but those could be written off to nothing more than job stress. She just hoped they wouldn’t last forever.

“I don’t care. The moratorium stands.”

Cheri held up her hands. “I thought you’d want to be briefed.”

Scotty took a deep breath and wrote it off. Cheri usually meant well, even if she did love gossip. Cheri probably knew more about Tanya’s sex life than Scotty ever had, and she was more than okay with it.

“Not necessary. It’s been years.” More than that since she’d stepped foot in here. It felt the same and yet different as they trudged up the well-worn metal stairs. Relationships don’t just end. They sink long before, she’d learned, and once trained to see the signs, it was easy to see when they started taking on water. It had been at least six months before the relationship ended that they’d stopped coming to the club. Or rather, Scotty’d stopped coming.

“If you say so.” Cheri took a left before the long hall of private rooms, taking them to the main play space and right up to the bar. “Two gin and tonics.” She looked at Scotty, who nodded. “Let’s grab seats in the back and peruse our options.”

“I’m only here for moral support.” And because Cheri had dragged her out, but Scotty wasn’t going to say as much. She took her drink from the bartender. It was one of the few nights of the year the bar was completely open, as there wasn’t going to be any play.

“And because you had nothing better to do on Christmas Eve?”

“Rub it in.” Scotty took a seat with her back to the wall. At least Tanya wouldn’t be able to sneak up on her that way. Who was Scotty kidding, she was backstage. She shouldn’t be this on edge. Tanya wouldn’t be down here.

Cheri set down her menu and brushed her fingers over the elegant silver inlay. “They went all out this year.”

It was true, the place was decorated to the nines. Mistletoe, garlands, and sprigs of pine garnished every surface. They even had a centerpiece on each table with two little candles. The lights were down low, and it gave the club a romantic air than it usually had with slapping flesh and normal spotlights usually allowed.

“Since people like us don’t have family to spend the holidays with, maybe they figured it would be nice.”

Cheri knit her brow, but she knew she was one of the lucky ones. She’d been raised in the city, and her parents were all welcoming when it came to her sexuality. They’d probably even be okay with the Domme stuff, if they didn’t already know. “Sure you don’t want to come to dinner tomorrow? My parents would love to see you.”

“As much as I love playing the role of your girlfriend.” Which she had for a few years, while they were both in undergrad. “I don’t want to keep intruding. They are going to start asking why you’re not popping the question.”

“We are much better as friends.” Cheri wiggled her brows, making Scotty laugh.

Cheri was the one who’d introduced her to the club, but things between them had only ever been casual play, and even that had ended when Tanya came around.

“We are. Now look here. There are five Dommes up for auction tonight. Five.” Cheri was practically bouncing in her seat.

“What?” Scotty made herself skim over her ex’s name, reading the bios of the other Dommes listed for auction. “No shit. It has been awhile since I’ve been around, hasn’t it? I didn’t think there were that many Dommes who played here.”

“Have I not been trying to get you to come play?”

“How do the Dominants look?” Scotty ran her finger along the other side, checking out the penises.

Cheri winkled her nose. “Are you serious?”

“You may be a confirmed lesbian, but you know I’m bi. I want to see what’s on offer.” In reality, nothing jumped out at her, but it was easier to look at the dick side of the menu so she didn’t have to see Tanya’s name. She could read the entire thing without getting sick to her stomach.

“I really thought you got that out of your system.” Cheri laughed. She loved to give Scotty a hard time, but Scotty never took it personally.

“So, who are you bidding on?”

“I don’t know.” She didn’t plan on bidding at all. The number she’d been given at the door was going to stay firmly on the table.

“Pick at least two.” Cheri flipped the menu back to the female side and pointed. “I’m not taking no for an answer. I want Tanya to see you putting yourself back out there. She’s fucked every sub who’s walked in the door since you.”

Scotty groaned and probably turned a little green.

“Don’t take it hard. You had to have assumed.”

Scotty looked at her drink.

“You thought she was pining after you like you have been her?”

She shrugged one shoulder. “She could realize any day what a mistake she made.”

Cheri put a hand on her arm. “She made a huge mistake, but her way of dealing with it is drowning in pussy, and you should take a note on that.”

Cheri didn’t mean it, but her words were like a knife to an old wound in Scotty’s chest. She was such a fucking idiot for still caring.

“Can we not?” The plea in her voice gave her away. It was too easy to slip back into that mindset. This was why she’d buried herself in her job. It was easier.

“Of course.” She could hear the frown in Cheri’s voice without looking at her.

“It’s going to start.” Scotty took a drink and sat back. “Tell me who you’re bidding on.” She moved her gaze to the submissive list on the female side of the card.

“I was thinking of bidding on Blue.” Cheri pointed to a name, and Scotty obliged her by reading the bio. They were similar to the weird things people put on dating sites. Along the lines of long walks on the beach, only more personalized. Blue’s started with her favorite breakfast cereal.

Scotty shook her head. “She’s right up your alley.”

“If not her, there are a couple after I’m willing to drop cash on. Now tell me your picks.”

Scotty sighed and flipped over to the male side again. She couldn’t even stomach looking at the names near Tanya. “How about Alexander?”

“He’s no Tarzan.” Cheri scoffed after reading his bio.

“Have you met him?”

Cheri gave her a look. It was her signature “he’s way overrated” look.

“That bad?”

“Yep.” She sighed and flipped over her own list. “I can’t believe I’m being forced to look at the beefcakes.”

“They can’t all be bad.” Scotty was secretly hoping they were all bad, then maybe she could get off without bidding.

“There are a few tolerable ones, and a couple I don’t know. I guess we’ll have to play it by ear.”

Her words were music to Scotty’s ear. “Sounds good.”

“Oh, no. No, no, no. Don’t you dare.”

“What?” Scotty was confused.

“This is for charity so you must spend some of your nest egg, and you have got to stop avoiding dating. Tanya is a jackass, but you love submitting. Don’t let her take that away from you.”

She nodded and was saved by the lights going dim.

About the Author:

J.R. Gray, when not staying up all night writing, can be found basking in the warm glow of the Miami sun, or at the gym where it’s half assumed Gray is a permanent resident. A dominant, pilot, and sword fighting enthusiast, Gray finds it hard to be in the passenger seat of any car. Gray frequently interrupts real life, including normal sleep patterns, to jot down nonsense. The bane of Gray’s existence are commas, and even though it’s been fully acknowledged they are necessary, they continue to baffle and bewilder.

If Gray wasn’t writing…well, that’s not possible. The buildup of untold stories would haunt Gray into an early grave or possibly a mental institution where the tales would end up on the walls in crayon and finger paint.

J.R. Gray is Gender Queer and prefers He/Him/His pronouns.

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