Be My Guest On Tuesday: Siren Allen and Kiss Me Keep Me

tuesday It’s Tuesday again so it’s time for you to meet the next book on your list. My guest today is the sweet and spicy Siren Allen who is here to presents the second installment of her Mechanical Men series. If you enjoy your romance with a sci-fi setting and you always wondered what it would be like to have a man design to please you, that book will probably be right for you. Even if sci-fi isn’t right up your street, check out her sizzling excerpt. Today is also the last day you can get the book for the bargain price of 0.99cents. Enter her giveaway so you can get a chance to win an Amazon gift card over the next few days.

Kiss Me Keep Me Siren Allen

Blurb:

Mechanical men may not have real hearts, but they also can’t break yours. The only thing you have to worry about them breaking is your headboard. But, who needs a headboard anyway?

-Hudson Innovations – Making your life better, one machine at a time.

She’s not looking for love. She’s looking for lust.

The headboard breaking kind of lust.

Gemini Prescott has been burned by love too many times. There’s no way she’s going back down that road again. When she learns of mechanical men, she believes she’s found the perfect antidote to her problems. Mechanical men can’t break your heart. Mechanical men can’t cheat on you with your best friend. A mechanical man is exactly what she needs.

But, something seems to be wrong with her personal robot. He doesn’t follow orders like he’s supposed to. Instead, he has demands of his own. Demands that leave her begging for more. She would return him to the manufacturer, but there’s this thing he does with his tongue that makes him a keeper.

He’s not looking for love or lust.

He’s looking for a way off this planet.

Zain only has one goal: to return to his home-world. Though most of his brethren are enjoying their new life on Earth, Zain has no desire to follow their lead. He doesn’t want to be a pleasure-robot, a slave to whoever purchases him. He plans to leave Earth behind and he’ll destroy anyone who stands in his way.

Then he meets Gemini.
And everything changes.

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“Beautiful,” he whispered as he scooted closer to her.

“Please, Zain. Lick me now, right now. That’s an order.”

Zain nodded. He was created to follow orders. He swiped his tongue between her folds. Heat flowed over his body. Her taste was unlike anything he’d ever experienced. Zain swiped his tongue over her again, then again.

She squirmed. He wanted her to be still. Wrapping his arms around her thighs, he pulled her body closer to his face and ground his mouth against her center. A shudder rippled through him.

Exquisite.

“But,” she groaned. “You said you didn’t know, how to do, the sex part.”

This wasn’t the sex part. This was so much better. He’d seen this in one of the videos and he’d wondered why anyone would want to do this. Now he knew. And he didn’t want to stop.

He closed his eyes and continued to lick her, consume her. Her moans filled the air, exciting him further. Her fingers slid into his hair, nails dug into his scalp as she held his head close to her.

Her hips lifted up and down, the wetness at her center sliding against his tongue. It was amazing. The more her body moved, the more he wanted her. The more he wanted her, the harder his cock became.

The harder his cock became, the more he wanted to stroke it. He’d never wanted to stroke that thing. However, right now, it needed attention. Her attention.

“Zain, I… this feels so… I’m about to come.”

Come? He’d heard that word before. He searched his database for its meaning. Orgasm. His mate was about to have an orgasm, because of him. Pride filled him. He licked her faster.

When he flicked his tongue across the bud above her center, she jerked and screamed his name. Interesting. He did it again and was gifted with a similar response. It would take him years to learn everything about her body.

And he would enjoy every minute of it. He wrapped his lips around her tiny nub and sucked. He opened his eyes to watch her response. She tossed her head back and screamed. Not because he was hurting her, but because he was pleasuring her.

Why the hell did he feel liquid building behind his eyes? He was not a crier. Even if he were, this was not a crying occasion. Tears were for sadness. Aoki had told him so. He wasn’t sad. In fact, he’d never been happier.

His mouth was on his mate’s flesh. Her body was aroused because of him. She was jerking and gyrating because of him. He was providing pleasure to her. Something he’d thought he wouldn’t be able to do.

This was a happy moment. Yet, he was blinking back stupid tears. Underneath him, her thighs began to tremble. She jerked once, then again. Her essence coated his tongue. Sweet nectar.

He drank it in as her body began to relax. He continued rubbing his tongue over her nub, between her folds. Her hands fell away from him, and still he licked her.

“No more,” she whispered. “I can’t come… again.”

Sure she could.

“Please, Zain. I have to rest.” She smiled down at him.

Fine, he would allow her to rest, just for a moment. Then he would lick her some more. After swiping his tongue over her one last time, he released her thighs and scooted back a little. She patted the bed next to her. He shook his head. He wanted to stay where he was. He wanted to be in position to pleasure her again once she was ready.

“Zain, I want you next to me.”

He tore his gaze away from her center to stare into her eyes. She wanted him next to her. He wanted to be next to her. But… he stared at her core once more. He wanted to be right here also.

“How long before you’ll be ready again?” He asked her.

“I don’t know.”

“What can I do to speed it up?”

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

61mghjndt-l-_sy200_ Hi, my name is Siren Allen. I’m a writer and lover of all things erotic and romantic. I reside in southern Mississippi where I write steamy romances that are guaranteed to make you blush. When I’m not listening to the characters in my head and jotting down their adventures, I am busy working as a Clinical Laboratory Technician.

I love to travel, preferably with my husband, so he can do all of the driving. I enjoy time with my family, who are just as silly as I am. I have no children…yet, wish me luck! My hobbies are reading, writing and shopping, though I hate trying on clothing. If I wasn’t a writer or a Laboratory Professional, I would probably be a Secret Agent. But that’s the beauty of being a writer; you can create your own world and be whoever you want to be. In my imaginary world, I am Queen and my siblings are my minions.

I don’t cook, I tried it once, didn’t work out for me. My husband however, loves to cook. Which is one of the qualities that drew me to him. My weekends are spent writing and having sleep-overs for my wonderful nieces and nephews. I don’t know the feeling of motherhood but if it’s anything close to what I feel for my nieces and nephews then I know it is an intense unbreakable bond that can never, ever be severed. Yep, I love those kids that much and more. You can find out more about me on my website ~ http://sirenallen.com.

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#MasturbationMonday – Out Of This World BDSM

Happy Monday again, fellow pervs! The last two weeks drained me but I’m back on track. What better way to get some energy back in my system than some self-care and a bit of BDSM. Here is a little something from The Brat With The Phoenix Tattoo where a certain tattoo artist has to show all she’s capable of.

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“Now you will suck me and you won’t stop until you make me cum. You’ll swallow everything.”

I expected she’d put up a fight and try to escape my grasp. However, Sage took on the task with enthusiasm, passion and amazing attention to detail when she sucked on my fat tip, covering it in saliva. My fingers stayed in her hair, caressing it as she worked her magic and bobbed her head up and down, smearing her pretty lips with precum.

“That’s a very good girl.” I tossed my head back and moaned, gyrating my hips so Sage would suck more of my shaft. The instinct urged me to fuck her throat without regards for her pleasure but she was too damned good with her mouth and I wanted to let her do all her tricks. “You know, from the moment I met you I somehow knew your mouth would feel awesome. I was wrong.” When she blinked and licked my underside I grinned at her and growled, grasping her hair in a more aggressive way. “It’s fucking out of this world. Keep sucking, pet.”

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Be My Guest On Tuesday: Angel Rose and The Forbidden Love Series

tuesday Hello and welcome to another edition of Be My Guest On Tuesday. After last week’s wedding debauchery I have one Angel lined up for you. However, don’t be misled as she might be sweet and innocent but her writing often deals with some pretty dark and intense themes. Today, she presents to you her Forbidden Love series, a gritty and beautiful tale of taboo romance, loss and flawed characters. Without further ado, Angel Rose and The Forbidden Love Series.

THE FORBIDDEN LOVE SERIES

Stone Book 1
(The Forbidden Love Series Book 1)
Synopsis:

She was eleven and I was fourteen. I didn’t understand what I was feeling. I’ve never felt this way before.
It was like being struck by lightning…intense, frightening and life threatening. Yes, I said it. Life threatening.

You see, as soon as she walked into my life. Everything changed. She was the forbidden fruit. Innocent and untouched. The one who held my heart in her hands and she didn’t even know it.

I didn’t know back then when I was fourteen how much I would love her. But, I know now. She was the one whose innocent lips I wanted to kiss. She was the tempting fruit I wanted to devour. Her body, the ultimate sin my hands needed to touch. I knew I wasn’t supposed to feel this way about her.

It was forbidden. It was taboo. I was away from her for six years. I left as a child and now…I’m a man.

The only man that could ever love her. The only man that could protect her.
But, there is another man who wants her. He makes her do things.
He wants to spoil her…destroy her. I can’t let that happen.
She’s mine. Not his.
He will die before he takes her from me.
It’s a SIN…what I’m about to do, but she’s worth every ounce of blood that I will shed for her.
I’ve killed for her before. I’ll kill for her…again.
The question is…Can I save her from him before it’s too late?

My hands were so tightly gripped around his throat, I felt his Adams apple push in. I was completely lost in the thought of choking him out. All I saw was red. The girl was screaming so loud I finally woke up from my trance. When I did, he sucker-punched me in the face.

I fell down with a hard bang against the gravel, he scrambled to his feet and starting walking towards me, his boots ready to stomp on me. I twisted around trying to find something on the ground to use as a weapon. I reached out for a big rock that was next to me. I quickly got to my feet and cracked him over the head with it. He went down fast.

She screamed again. “You killed him!” She said nervously. Then she looked around to see if anyone saw what I did and she whispered, “Good.” I looked over at her. She stood up and patted her sun dress down, trying to smooth it out and shake the dirt off of it. I was shocked at the way she was so calm standing over him, watching his body shake and the blood seep from the side of his head. She actually made me smile…I almost laughed. But, when I looked down at him, he was bleeding from the side of his head way too much, and now…I was a little scared. Not because he was bleeding, but because all I saw were…cuffs.

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Saving Madison: Stone Book 2
(The Forbidden Love Series Book 2)
Synopsis:

“What am I going to do without you?” she whispered in my ear.

“Don’t worry about me. Take care of Bryan.”

“I can’t do it without you. I can’t do anything without you.” She sniveled in my ear, grabbing on to my neck. I could feel her tears on my shoulder.

“Look at me. You have to. Bryan needs you. I need you to tell me you’re going to be alright.”

“No…no, I’m not.”

“Maddie, please…tell me. I won’t be able to sleep tonight or ever. Tell me.”

I remembered this day like it was yesterday. The day Stone killed Lucky for me. I was thirteen years old. I loved Stone since I was eleven. He was my everything. The only good thing in my life, aside from the kids. I know I shouldn’t love him. I know it is forbidden. But, I do and I don’t care what anyone thinks. This other man controls me. He has taken me away from my kids…Away from Stone. He hurts me every day. Physically and emotionally. He tears me down and makes me do things I don’t want to do. I won’t let him get to me, at least, I’ll try. I have to be strong…for them. I’ll wait for Stone to save me…again. But, will he? Or will he realize that the love we share can never be?

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I looked out into the hallway…NO ONE. I looked down at the floor…A BODY BAG. Then I remembered what Andrew said to me before I left, ‘I’ll think about sending Maddie back to you either tonight or tomorrow…in a body bag.’

No…No… Not Maddie… Please…God…Not Maddie. I slid down the wall near the opening of the door, the sweat on my forehead dripping profusely into my eyes. The tears ran down my cheeks relentlessly, and I knew if Maddie was in that bag, they would never stop. My hands shook as I leaned in to unzip the body bag.

As I did, my stomach gurgled and my heart pounded into a fast steady pace that left me breathless. I became lightheaded from the lack of oxygen, my stomach revolted as I feared the worse. I can’t look… I can’t… I… I looked down as I unzipped the bag and her face appeared. Jesus Christ… My God…

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Love Without Boundaries: Stone Book 3
(The Forbidden Love Series Book 3)
Synopsis:

If you’ve ever fallen in love with someone you couldn’t have, then you’ll immediately understand Stone and Madison. Their love story is compelling. Born into a life of drugs and prostitution, Madison and Stone fight their demons every day. As children they were left to fend for themselves. They took on the role of adults, taking care of their young siblings, drug addicted parents, and each other. Murder, prison, and revenge threaten their forbidden love. The only love they’ve ever known. Now, as adults, in this final attempt to keep their love, they struggle to reunite with one another before it’s too late. Will Stone and Madison finally be together?

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Madison, if you’re reading this letter, tell Stone I’m glad I’m not his mother; look what I did to you. I met Annette one day at your grandmother’s house. I don’t know what she was doing there, but it was after your sixteenth birthday. She was crying, a lot of tears, uncontrollably. Grandma sat her down at the kitchen table telling her it was going to be okay.

I needed money for my next hit of heroin. I passed right by her. I didn’t care what she was crying about. I’ve never been human Madison, just a junkied up whore. Drugs and my mother ruined my life. If I was his mother, I would’ve done the same thing I did to you and the kids.

He deserves to find his birth mother. He deserves a little happiness in his life. Happiness I couldn’t give him. Though he suffered because of my mistakes, I’m happy he found you. He’s been good to you Maddie. Take care of each other. Make sure you give him the birth certificate. Let him find some happiness.

Will you tell him I’m sorry? Will you tell him, Madison…Please? I crumpled the letter in my hand. How long had she had all of these birth certificates? She knew Stone was not her son and didn’t tell me. She didn’t even tell him. God, I hated that she created four children and didn’t give a fuck about any of them.

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ABOUT ANGEL ROSE

I was Born and raised in NYC…The Capital of the World. As a child, I loved to draw. I spent most of my time drawing instead of playing with dolls. As I got a little older, around ten, I started to write cartoons and plays to act out with my friends on the block. Then, it all stopped. I continued to draw, tried out for a specialized Art High School, but wasn’t accepted. So my dreams of becoming an artist fizzled away.

My life took a totally different path and writing just wasn’t a part of it, unless I had to write a paper for College. Marriage, two kids and three college degree’s later, I decided to start writing in 2007, while taking online classes for my next degree. Then, I stopped writing… Life took over. 🙁 (Sounds like my next suspense book…LOL!)

To my surprise, I found the book one day hidden away in the closet and started writing again in 2014. With a little push from my best friend, I finished the book in 2015 and took a chance on self-publishing it. I self-published in August 2015 and…here I am! Today, I am married and reside in upstate New York in the sticks with my husband and teenage sons! This author life is a hidden treasure. The second part of my life has just begun…Follow me. I would love to share everything I do with you. Let’s take this journey together. 🙂

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#SatSpanks Don’t Stop No Matter How Intense – The Brat With The Phoenix Tattoo #BDSM

Morning spankos, I hope you have survived Valentine’s Day and you are back in one piece. Relax, lay back and take what you need, a dose of Saturday spanking pleasure with a touch of arousal. Have one intense scene of The Brat With The Phoenix Tattoo.

Blurb:

“Don’t say anything more, kitten. I’ll take what I wanted to do back in that night. I just didn’t have the tools to put you in your place.”

Sage was the bad girl, the tease with short skirt and body made for sin.
Paul believed in logic and order until she turned the tables on him.
It’s a hot summer night in the city.
He’s no longer the boy she seduced in high school.
It’s time for payback and he has all the tools to make her break.
She’ll know what it’s like to be pushed too far.
Can he resist her? Who will win the ultimate battle of wills?

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The inspiration struck me again. There was one proved way for my little victim to relax while I fucked her ass for the first time.

I reached out for the briefcase and pulled out the violet wand and pinwheel again. I switched the wand on again, shoved it against my hip, strapping it with my boxers’ waistband.

Meanwhile, my shaft was slowly impaling her, inch by inch as she laid beneath me, playing with her little clit. A smile lit up my features as I pushed the steel stem between her fingers, ordering her in a firm voice.

“Run it against your pussy. No matter how intense you won’t stop, do you hear me?”

“Oh, fuck, you’re too much.” Sage screamed as the first pin ran against her over
sensitive, swollen pussy lips.

“You want me to stop, pet?” I teased her and spanked her right cheek again, as playfully as possible.

“No… no, please, don’t.” The beads of her nipple clamps were swaying under my weight, as she trembled each time the violet sparkles rushed through her pussy. I could never know what that experience was like for her, but I felt the electricity through the thin layer between her pussy and ass. It made me feel even more connected with Sage so I rammed harder in my excitement. She screamed in pain but gritted her teeth and urged me.

“Yes, yes, please, all the way inside.”

Now that she was relaxed enough with her little electrical play it was so much easier to sink in my girl’s ass. A sigh of relief went out of my lips as I slammed my balls against her pussy lips. I pushed out of her, pleased with her loud screams.
“I have to get you a really large ball gag, pet, what a noisy, slutty kitten you are.”

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Happy Valentines Day and a sneak peek…

A little something from HL37’s next book.

Be My Guest On Tuesday: Christina Mandara And The Velvet Chair

tuesday Good morning everyone and have a happy Valentine’s Day if you celebrate it. One of the things that annoy me most about the traditional happily ever after is that it always has to be about marriage. To be more precise, wedding. As if that is the happiest point in anyone’s life. So, it’s a great pleasure to invite as my guest the lovely Christina Mandara and her latest novel, The Velvet Chair. In her world wedding is not the end, it’s simply the beginning of what promises to be one helluva twisted fun. Join Mark Matthews and Jennifer Redcliff down the aisle and prepare for all the wicked things he’d do to his bride. If you’re bold and daring enough you might even join Ms. Mandara’s giveaway competition so you’d get a chance to win some delicious prizes.

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The Velvet Chair is Book One in a Dark Erotica Series called ‘Velvet Lies.’

Blurb

My name is Mark Matthews. I own half of London, and the part I don’t own, I’m working on.

Life was all going swimmingly well until Michael Redcliff entered my life, demanding that I marry his daughter. Actually, swap demand for blackmail. He’s got goods on me that I want no one else to see, so for the time being I need to be his little lapdog.

I’ll marry his daughter. I’ll give him all the status, money and power he can handle… for as long as it takes me to get a divorce. You see, I can’t renege on our little arrangement – but she can. I give her a week. One week and she’ll be screaming the place down for her legal counsel.

Excerpt – Jennifer

sexy blond in beige silk dress sitting on the black armchair My hands were visibly shaking. Flexing my fingers repeatedly, I tried to still the tremors, but they were not to be subdued. It was hardly surprising. Today was the day I walked up the aisle and married… a monster.

I was under no illusions that Mark Matthews would forgive me for what had happened, and I could hardly blame him. He’d been manipulated and sexually tortured until he could take no more, and then he’d been neatly cornered.

He might have agreed to my father’s demands, but he’d come snapping and biting, feral as a wolf.

I sighed. Today was supposed to be a magical day – every little girl’s fantasy. A gigantic cathedral, a sea of flowers, a big fancy dress, and the man of my dreams. I’d imagined it would be filled with tears of happiness and protestations of love. How stupid was I?

Inhaling a shaky breath, I wondered what Mark would do with me. Having always been the sacrificial lamb in this family, today I was being sent off to the slaughterhouse. When I’d mentioned this to Michael, I’d refused to call him ‘Dad’ a long time ago, he’d laughed and told me to stop being so melodramatic. As if that made me feel any better. Dear old Dad couldn’t care less whether I lived or died, so I didn’t waste my breath trying to plead with him. All I had to do was play my part in this charade and he would be happy. I needed to keep Michael happy at all costs. The trouble was, in order to play my part, Matthews had to trust me, and I had a feeling that trying to coax that emotion out of him was going to be almost as impossible as trying to convince the Queen of England to relinquish her throne. Matthews wasn’t the sort to trust easily, and now that I had lost what little ground I had gained with him, I would be back to square one. Wrong, I thought grimly. I was going to be at least twenty stories below square one, trying to claw my way out with nothing more than my bare fingernails. Facing up to facts, I stifled a sob. The man was going to annihilate me.

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Excerpt – Mark

As we pulled out of the Savoy’s car park, Jennifer was a mess. I had little sympathy for her. Each heartbeat that tore through my chest was full of fire, which spat sparks and burned like acid. I was sitting next to a traitor. My body throbbed with emotion, and not the good kind.

I had to admit the dress she’d changed into, just a tiny part of the massive trousseau that was now being shipped to my estate, was rather distracting. It was designed in a glistening oyster silk that caught the light every time she moved. It was seductive enough without the two splits that ran up the side of her thighs, and when she’d seated herself in my car, revealing a vast expanse of soft creamy flesh, my blood pressure had taken a direct hit.

My temper was already simmering in a large saucepan full of resentment, but that turned up the heat considerably. I did not want to be attracted to Redcliff’s daughter. I wanted to abhor her with all that was holy. Desire would weaken my anger, and that must not be allowed to happen. I needed to have a stern talk with my overactive libido and let it know who was boss around these parts.

Little did Miss Redcliff know, but she wouldn’t be requiring clothes for the duration of her stay. I would thoughtfully be providing her with all sorts of novel uniforms, and when she began to bore me, she could just go around naked. I’d decided to train her up to be a sex slave extraordinaire, and it was going to be an exacting and rigorous process. She’d be allowed six hours of sleep a day, and the rest of her hours would be accounted for. Cooking, cleaning, ironing, servicing me, pleasing me, attending to her own personal fitness regime, and some more ‘standard’ training sessions.

Failure to comply with her new routine would produce punishments the likes of which she had never experienced. After her first misdemeanour had been dealt with, I didn’t think there would be many more. I was in bastard-mode, and the girl was going to know about it. She had just become my property and I would deal with her however I saw fit. The mark of my ownership would be indelibly printed on her soul by the time I’d finished with her. The damn woman was going to fear the sound of my footsteps, her body would shrink away from me every time I approached her and she would learn to obey my every whisper or suffer the consequences.

My lawyer had already drawn up two sets of papers, one for an annulment and the others pertained to our divorce. It would probably take all the fun out of the arrangement if Jennifer opted for an annulment, so I didn’t intend to scare her witless in the first few days, but I fully expected the divorce papers to be completed inside of a week. I just needed to push the woman to her absolute limit, and then smash her body into the next dimension. If there was one thing I was good at, it was psychological and physical torture. Okay, so that might be two things. In any case, I’d get those papers signed, sealed, and delivered back to Michael Redcliff before the week was out. Piece of cake.

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A little bit about Christina Mandara:

Christina Mandara is a USA TODAY bestselling author and tends to write dark romance with lashings of kinky naughtiness. Her favourite pastime is travelling, and if it involves sun, sea and… sand then it’s all good.

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

She’s a big fan of BDSM in all of its glorious forms, and her favourite item in the toy closet (a box simply isn’t big enough) is her riding crop.

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#MasturbationMonday -What Are You Going To Do With Me, Ma'am? #BDSM Stroker Ace

Morning and moaning to all of you, naughty lovers who need the extra spice to start your week. I have a bit of a sale these days so I thought you might appreciate a little something from one of my discounted titles, if you love some good old fashioned threesomes.

Kitty grinned at him and helped Annabelle to go back on her knees stroking her hair in the
weirdly affectionate way.
“What are you going to do with me… ma’am, sir?” She asked in trembling voice, more
aroused than scared, trying not to cum by accident. Nobody dignified her inquiry with an
answer. However, Evan took her by the hand and raised her just to have her lay on her
stomach over the chair.
“Don’t bend your knees. Ass in the air and keep your legs open.” He ordered and ran his
fingers over the sore flesh with some mild welts forming. Kitty pulled her bag near and placed a smooth, rectangular shaped wooden paddle in his hand. Evan took it by the leather handle and rubbed it slightly over Annabelle’s exposed pussy. She winced and closed her eyes, still so tender from the spanking. No matter that this new experience brought her so much pleasure how long would her body last that torture? Evan’s cruel words about her being a whore still bothered her, but she couldn’t express those fears. Annabelle was so lost in the lonely thoughts that she didn’t notice how the other woman put another object at Evan’s broad palm. He quickly put it in his pocket with a sadistic smile.

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Valentine’s Day Sale: F**k The Roses, Send Me The Thorns

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Don’t let Valentine’s Day scare or depress you. Celebrate it by loving yourself, if you will, and indulge in a favorite pleasure of yours. Pour yourself a glass of whiskey, take an unexpected trip, get yourself a sex toy or a piece of lingerie you’ve wanted for ages. Make it special, with or without a significant other. If you feel in a spicy mood and you prefer your flowers with thorns, have an erotic book. These three titles will be sold at a discount price of .99cents from Feb 13^th to Feb 17^th.

If you enjoy your erotic stories with a heavy side of spanking, bondage and steamy, dark sex sessions then maybe these books will be right up your street. Do you dare to have a taste?

UNORTHODOX THERAPY

I’ve no intention of explaining my every command to you, pet. As a matter of fact, quit asking questions and do as you’re told. Take your clothes off. Now.
Lina Riley has proved herself as the tough as nails CEO of her own tech startup. She’s a masterful business negotiator, successful by any measure, but every day she’s losing her battle with nicotine addiction. Thomas Jett, her former protégé, is a rising star in software development, one of her most promising employees. He might just have the right solution to her problems.
To the world, Thomas is a sweet, refined gentleman. He opens doors for ladies and lights their cigarettes, not that Lina should be smoking in the first place. Little does she suspect him of having secret life: one of firm discipline, intense sexual dominance, and a well-equipped dungeon.
Lina will agree to play by his rules: a master’s discipline and uncompromising control. Spanking is merely the start of Lina experiencing her wildest and most shameful fantasies. She’ll learn the cruelty of orgasm denial and the thrill of submission at Thomas’ feet.
Is their depraved passion and lust for each other what they truly need? Or will it lead them to disgrace and heartbreak?

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“What dirty secrets?” The pain in my breast was acute and throbbing, even with the comfort of his tender tongue.
Thomas placed his hand on my inner thigh and dipped his fingers in the thick film of sweat and pussy juices covering my skin.
“Mmm, I don’t know, boss. I remember this one time we had a boardroom meeting.” When he continued speaking, my fingers twitched. Thomas noticed and immediately slapped my wrist. The impact was not as strong as the bite but still enough to draw my attention. “So, there you were, preparing the last details of the presentation. You were breathing hard, like a woman who was just fucked.” Thomas speared his fingers in front of my face to show the glistening juices running down his knuckles. “I already knew you well enough. You were never shy or nervous at all about pitching your ideas. You had received your nicotine fix. Besides, I could smell you so clearly…” He brought his fingers closer to my lips so I could smell my own spicy fluids. “You were horny, weren’t you? Like a bitch in heat. If only you’d been honest back then I would have taken care of you.”
“These are all speculations, Thomas.” Why did he have to be so observant? The thought he
had known all these years embarrassed me but it also thrilled me.

THE BRAT WITH THE PHOENIX TATTOO: SUMMER

Sage Phoenix has been the thorn in Paul Skyler’s side ever since their final night of high school. She was a bright spot of chaos in his cerebral world of logic and order. The manic pixie dream girl who drove him crazy and left him panting, seduced and longing for more of her spell. The only woman who ever saw him in his most naked and vulnerable state.
For years Paul’s been dreaming of nothing but giving her a taste of her own poison. When he spots Sage behind the glass of her run down tattoo studio he knows he’d never get a better chance. His briefcase contains everything necessary to punish her, put her through her paces and keep her on the edge and at his mercy… just to humiliate her completely and leave her bound to her own tattoo chair.
Little does he suspect that by the end of the night he’d be too addicted to their power exchange to walk away. Little does she know that by the end of the summer she’d be completely under his spell.

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It was time to finally reveal my cards and stop playing softly with her. Without saying
another word I fisted her hair and yanked it back so hard she actually screamed in pain. I laid her down on the chair and inclined her so that our faces were touching. My body had her pinned, leaving her with no options to escape. Sage moaned in surprise but didn’t raise her hands again, letting me win while she was stuck, panting and slowly losing the game. Her skin was getting hotter with each minute. For the first time since I’ve known her, Sage looked frightened and aroused at the same time, a combination that always made me rock hard.
“Do you really think one minute in your pussy could make it up for all the trouble and
grief I had when dealing with you, little brat?” She raised her legs and dug the heels of her boots in the leather, trying desperately to keep control and failing miserably. I yanked her hair again so hard that the skin at the root of her hair went red with the intensity of the pull. She was still shell shocked with my sudden aggression and laid beneath me, panting, with her pupils slowly dilating.
Sage was right where I wanted her to be.

Stroker Ace: A Kinky Fairytale

“So… we have general bitchiness, bad personality, and self-denial. You’re in for some punishment tonight, sweetheart. We will start with good old spanking. Climb on my lap so I can show him how you long to be disciplined. Twenty smacks.”
Annabelle is a lady, intelligent, classy and sexually repressed. After a night of drunken oblivion, she submits both to her dominant husband Evan and her own filthy, hidden desires. Little had Evan suspected what a wild and dirty yet obedient pet his wife could be.

A year later their once perfect marriage is on the verge of falling apart. He must deal with her angry accusations and hostile attitude. She has a hard time admitting her submissive nature and frequently lashes out at him out of guilt and shame.

Enters Kitty, a mysterious, charismatic woman armed with a deck of cards, steely dominance and a bag of sex toys. What happens when Evan and Annabelle are faced with her dark game of seduction?

Will Evan hold back his urges? Will Annabelle still be her proud and arrogant self when she gets subjected to stern discipline and humiliating play under Kitty’s thumb? Will their marriage be completely destroyed or reinforced by another night of indulging their kinky side?

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Annabelle froze at her spot and gulped heavily trying to find the voice of reason. It told her
she could have gotten away with one simple “red”. Just one word and the humiliation would be through.
She crawled to Kitty’s chair and carefully pushed her small body up so she would lie on top
of her legs. Evan pulled his chair aside so that his wife’s face was facing the bulge in his pants. She pressed her tits to Kitty’s gathered legs and rested trying to calm her breathing. The velveteen fingers that ran over her exposed butt cheeks were deceptively soft. Kitty squeezed her and pressed her long fingernails against the tight anal ring. Annabelle made a cute whimpering sound and gasped spreading her legs a little bit.

“So eager…” Kitty licked her lips and pressed the palm of her left hand to her pet’s neck. She raised her free hand and brought it down to Annabelle’s uplifted ass making her cry out as her flesh shivered with the sudden pain. Annabelle bit her tongue and breathed through the physical ache. To her utmost surprise, her body reacted so well to that cruel treatment. Before she could ponder any further her cheeks stung once more as Kitty followed the first smack with a harsher blow causing Annabelle to sob out loudly.
“Count, little girl. That was number two. You will count no matter what until we reach
twenty.”

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#SatSpanks – Teach Her Better Manners #BDSM

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Morning Spankos. Life is getting in the way and there are tons of things to do, finding a new job is a top priority so my current WIP is on hold but I’ll still be doing these bright spots of Saturday Spanking. I’ll be giving away some presents next week so stay tuned.

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When we got back to his house, I expected a cute, playful punishment. However, he was less than amused with my behavior and decided I needed to be taught good manners. Let’s just say I ended up crying after the brutal paddling my still bruised ass received. I wound up telling him I was so sorry and that I’d never do it again.
It wasn’t the type of pain that made me tingle with pleasure. Thomas got really rough on my ass cheeks, pretty much like when he caned me for the very first time. It would be a stretch to say I enjoyed the pain itself, but his steely dominance and lack of reluctance to put me in my place made me even wetter than I had been in the morning.
My punishment session ended with him fucking me on all fours as he was equally aroused by my teasing and tearful submission. It was amazing how each time was better than the last, and unlike my other relationships, I didn’t have to close my eyes and think hard in order to have an orgasm. On the contrary, my efforts were in not cumming before my Master allowed it.
When we both had our climax, we lay on the bed in an embrace, trying to calm down.
Thomas stroked my hair with affection and I whispered against his chest.
“You turned me into a nymphomaniac slut.”
“You always were one, boss.”

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Review: Sexpossessed by Ian Saul Whitcomb

Author: Ian Saul Whitcomb

Genre: Supernatural, Interracial

Purchase link: http://amzn.to/2k5PfiI

My rating: 5 out of 5

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It’s not really Tim’s fault when he lets his girlfriend get possessed by a lustful ghost. And it’s even less his fault when it turns out the only way to get rid of the horny haunting is through crazy amounts of perverse sex. But as Tim and Liv soon discover, sexorcism alone won’t do the trick, because dead Julia’s nymphomaniacal appetite has a purpose: to feed her growing pregnancy until she fully gestates and rebirths herself. Now, if Tim ever hopes to have a normal life with Liv again, he’ll literally have to go through hell and back bringing Julia to term …

Sexpossessed is an erotic supernatural romp through realms of the occult and the orgasmic, veering from wacky to wanton to warped, brimming with vividly offbeat and original characters, and spiced with a dash of romance and humanity for good measure.

Review: I had read and very much enjoyed Ian Saul Whitcomb’s Big Flipping Deal so I thought I was prepared for that book and had some idea of what I could expect from this author. His previous book had an unconventional pairing but apart from that, I didn’t find anything too weird or wacky. In this piece of work, Whitcomb has really put his weird hat on and delves into the world of supernatural, horny ghosts, scaly aliens, giant mermaids and snakes, heavenly orgies and lots of orgasms in the most unexpected ways. I can say four sure that if Lewis Carroll was writing erotica he’d write something just like Sexpossessed. It was a truly crazy romp and some of the imagery in it made me feel like I was joining the characters on an acid trip of massive proportions. The author truly unleashed all his creative fantasy in this book and went for an anything goes world. He defies the readers’ expectations at every turn and keeps them on their toes until the last pages. However, if it weren’t for the human, flawed characters, their love and devotion for each other, the themes of forgiveness and acceptance, this would be just another piece of erotica written for the shock value.

At the beginning, I thought the book would be a supernatural and straight variation of Big Flipping Deal. The main character and narrator Tim is an OCD, geeky man in his mid-thirties whose insecurities are just as many as the orgasms in the book. He is terrified of the idea of eating with fingers and even more conflicted when his gorgeous, sweet and equally nerdy girlfriend Liv asks for an addition to their sex life that evokes his ever presented germ phobia. After one crazy suggestion from his friend and wild card RPG partner Bill our lovers end up stuck with a bitchy ghost of a chubby goth chick with wanton sex drive and an equally sassy attitude. Julia turns out to be a lot more than just a nice, kinky variation in their erotic life and soon Tim and Liv find themselves over their head, thrust into a world beyond their wildest and most improbable fantasies.

Like I said, what truly makes this story special, is its characters and their development. Over the course of their wacky, sex romp adventure in the Afterlife Tim gets confronted with his phobias and has his boundaries pushed in more than one ways. Nice and sweet Liv deals with demons of her own as she struggles with her conflicted feelings for the ghost girl who turned their life upside down. Being the caring and compassionate person she is it is a real pain for her to be burdened with any negative feelings towards another human being, especially as strong as hate. That is something I rarely get to see in an erotic romance of any variety. As for Julia, the grumpy ghost with an attitude, she was probably the most complex character in the story. At first sight, she was spiky, defensive and an annoying intruder on Liv and Tim’s relationship. Eventually, we get to see more of the scared girl in need of affection and appreciation beneath the tough shell. She does some unjustifiable things and there were points in the story I felt like slapping her real hard. At times I truly wondered if she wasn’t a glutton for punishment but the truth was Julia was a good person who felt horrible about her actions and did what it take to redeem herself. That is always an admirable trait in a character. I grew to love her just as much as the other of that crazy trio and I was happy with how things turned out for that lost girl.

In the end, I was left with the sensation genuine intimacy between the characters. Their bond was fortified and they got to learn a lot about themselves in this series of obstacles they went through. Even if you are not a fan of the supernatural genre I’m sure you’d appreciate the human element.

The blurb promises a lot of sex and you sure are getting it. Be warned, not all of it is everyone’s cup of tea. At certain parts of the plot, I was often thinking “How the hell did he think of that?”. The sex scenes go from sensual to bizarre, from creepy and perverse to warm and romantic, to downright debauchery. Should you choose to read this book, even if some parts creep you out, I’d encourage you to go through them. The overall story is more than worth some moments of discomfort.

I must also compliment the author on the world he has built up as his idea of Afterlife. The descriptions were lush and visual and it shows he really did some serious thinking and conceptualization. I really felt like I was traveling with Tim, Liv, and Julia. The writing was flowing, without a single dull moment.

I’d recommend Sexpossessed to any reader who enjoys supernatural erotica and wants some human element and romance mixed in it. However, anyone who loves smart dialogue, intense emotions, character development and bizarre world building and those who don’t mind getting their limits pushed would enjoy that book.

Five Possessed Stars.

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