#MasturbationMonday – Destroy Her Clothes – The Brat With The Phoenix Tattoo #BDSM

Hello and welcome to another amazing and freezing work week. Some of these Monday mornings staying in bed is too tempting… while you excuse yourself with fifteen more minutes you might as well fill them with pleasure. “Do you like that skirt, little one?” “What?” She frowned in confusion. “I was just curious.” I shrugged as I undid the last intricate buckle. “Whether you love it or … Continue reading #MasturbationMonday – Destroy Her Clothes – The Brat With The Phoenix Tattoo #BDSM

Be My Guest On Tuesday: Nia Farrell And Replay Book 4: Hooked

tuesdayDuring the first Tuesday of 2017 I present to your attention the latest release by author Nia Farrell. This is book 4 of her Replay series focused on different stories taking place in a BDSM theme resort. If you want to know more about Nia and her writing, take a look at her Author Spotlight and interview.

 

 

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Blurb:

Ex-Navy SEAL Marcus Vos is a man with dark passions but enough of a conscience, he’s stayed away from the woman he wants…until she’s given a weekend at Replay, the local BDSM theme resort where patrons play in the past. The last time they were there as guests, he sent Gini home alone. But Gini’s returning—solo—for a pirate weekend over the Fourth of July, with plans to explore her own sexuality. She hopes to learn what she likes and why she’s drawn to some aspects of BDSM. She doesn’t know that Marcus will be her guide. Playing Captain Hook will be easy for this amputee. He plans to keep his PTSD service dog close by. He’s told Gini the truth about his sexual addiction, but she’s about to learn that he’s a Dominant, too. One who requires a service dog’s help to wake up from flashbacks and nightmares, episodes that occur up to six times a night. What happens when the man you want is a haunted hero with wounds that you’re helpless to heal?

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Annabelle Learns A Lesson of Humility #SatSpanks

I believe that a good spanking is always a great way to start the weekend. So I finally decided to join that sweet Saturday initiative with a little scene from my novella Stroker Ace: A Kinky Fairy Tale in which my heroine, Annabelle faces the consequences of her arrogant, stuck up behavior. I’m pretty proud with it so I hope you’d like it as well. … Continue reading Annabelle Learns A Lesson of Humility #SatSpanks

Author Spotlight: Patrick Khayler

Patrick Khayler was one of the first writers of erotic romance of the opposite sex I had the pleasure of meeting and getting to know. He is a creator of beautiful and sensual tales, fascinating characters and plots that keep the reader hooked to his novels. Make no mistake, my guest today is not a self-proclaimed Casanova who writes his books as memoirs. He is a loving husband and father and his significant other is his greatest muse. However, he also has a kinky, liberated mind, curiosity and incredible, clinical observance of human nature, sexuality, needs, and drives. Today I’ll present you his world of awakening. I know you’re not afraid of the spotlight, Patrick, so come forward.

Patrick Khayler

Lilah: I usually have ladies for the Author Spotlight but today I’d like to present to you one of the finest new male writers in the erotic romance genre. Hello, Patrick, it’s a huge pleasure to have you in here. How does it feel to be a man in a genre usually associated with female writers? Do you feel well among so many women?

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Unorthodox Therapy on David Perlmutter’s My Way 6: Sex For The Beach

In the early spring I received a message from David P Perlmutter, author of the true crime biography novel Wrong Place Wrong Time and creator of the My Way anthologies that give a chance of different authors from various genres to showcase their work. He was interested in erotica writers for his latest compilation. As a coincidence, I was working hard on editing my debut novel Unorthodox Therapy (you can get your copy in here). It was a huge pleasure for me to say yes and join the other participants in that highly erotic compilation. It is already live and available on Amazon.

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Chapter 8

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The rest of the weekend was spent entirely on research. My new ‘Master’ suggested I learned more about the lifestyle. He also sent me an excruciatingly long list of different fetishes and kink practices. When I opened the file on Sunday morning, I groaned and nearly gave up on the whole affair. It was fifteen pages, extensive and specific, covering every deviancy I’d ever heard of and so much more. There were things on there that I would never have even thought of to list as hard limits. At one point, I thought nothing could shock me more than ‘bondage with a tongue piercing attached to a nail on a tree’. After flipping the page, I nearly choked on the mineral water I’d been sipping. The next section was entitled Impact Play and some of its content completely destroyed my erotic mood. Knife play made my pulse quicken with worry, but when my gaze slid to electricity, cold sweat drenched my spine. Nausea rose all the way up my throat and I minimized the file so I wouldn’t vomit in my mouth. It was just… too much.

Luckily, Thomas answered on the first dial. The little bastard must have had the time of his life listening to the horror in my shaking voice.

“Please, tell me you don’t have any fantasies about cutting pieces of my flesh or electrocuting me.” I sounded shrill and panicky but that was how I felt. The items on the list had conjured up some very disturbing images of torn limbs, burnt smelling flesh, and permanent scars.

“Someone is fast at doing her homework.” He chuckled.

“Thomas, please! I don’t want to go through any actual torture or suffer permanent injuries. This shit is fucking scary.” Now I was openly screaming, unable to stop myself, on the verge of hysteria.

“Lina, please, calm down.” Thomas’s voice switched to a caring, concerned tone. It was stupid to be so terrified by mere words on a screen, but even the slight possibility he could turn out to be a cunning, violent sociopath made me flip my shit. “Sit down, rest your back on the chair and breathe, okay? One deep inhale and a slow exhale. Let the air out very slowly. Breathe.” Any other time I’d have been unhappy to be treated with such motherly concern, but his little trick had the necessary effect on me. As soon as I breathed out, some calmness filled my body as if the fear had leaked out. “Better?”

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Unorthodox Therapy on David Perlmutter’s My Way 6: Sex For The Beach

 

In the early spring I received a message from David P Perlmutter, author of the true crime biography novel Wrong Place Wrong Time and creator of the My Way anthologies that give a chance of different authors from various genres to showcase their work. He was interested in erotica writers for his latest compilation. As a coincidence, I was working hard on editing my debut novel Unorthodox Therapy. It was a huge pleasure for me to say yes and join the other participants in that highly erotic compilation. It is already live and available on Amazon.

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Chapter 8

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The rest of the weekend was spent entirely on research. My new ‘Master’ suggested I learned more about the lifestyle. He also sent me an excruciatingly long list of different fetishes and kink practices. When I opened the file on Sunday morning, I groaned and nearly gave up on the whole affair. It was fifteen pages, extensive and specific, covering every deviancy I’d ever heard of and so much more. There were things on there that I would never have even thought of to list as hard limits. At one point, I thought nothing could shock me more than ‘bondage with a tongue piercing attached to a nail on a tree’. After flipping the page, I nearly choked on the mineral water I’d been sipping. The next section was entitled Impact Play and some of its content completely destroyed my erotic mood. Knife play made my pulse quicken with worry, but when my gaze slid to electricity, cold sweat drenched my spine. Nausea rose all the way up my throat and I minimized the file so I wouldn’t vomit in my mouth. It was just… too much.

Luckily, Thomas answered on the first dial. The little bastard must have had the time of his life listening to the horror in my shaking voice.

“Please, tell me you don’t have any fantasies about cutting pieces of my flesh or electrocuting me.” I sounded shrill and panicky but that was how I felt. The items on the list had conjured up some very disturbing images of torn limbs, burnt smelling flesh, and permanent scars.

“Someone is fast at doing her homework.” He chuckled.

“Thomas, please! I don’t want to go through any actual torture or suffer permanent injuries. This shit is fucking scary.” Now I was openly screaming, unable to stop myself, on the verge of hysteria.

“Lina, please, calm down.” Thomas’s voice switched to a caring, concerned tone. It was stupid to be so terrified by mere words on a screen, but even the slight possibility he could turn out to be a cunning, violent sociopath made me flip my shit. “Sit down, rest your back on the chair and breathe, okay? One deep inhale and a slow exhale. Let the air out very slowly. Breathe.” Any other time I’d have been unhappy to be treated with such motherly concern, but his little trick had the necessary effect on me. As soon as I breathed out, some calmness filled my body as if the fear had leaked out. “Better?”

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