xmlns:og='http://ogp.me/ns#' Kryssie Fortune: July 2016

Sunday, 31 July 2016

A Shower of Diamonds and Some Soldiers to Guard Them

Diamonds sparkle and give pleasure, right?
Not always.
I've done loads of posts about diamonds recently, and I've learned a lot.
Diamonds play a key role in my book, Dominated by the Dragon, but once you understand my working title was Diamonds are for Dragons, that makes sense.
Even the heroine, Hope, heiress to her grandfather's diamond empire, is named after one.
 Vickie Batman let me drop by her blog to tell you more
The Hope Diamond's story starts with a theft then morphs into a man hating curse.
http://vickibatman.blogspot.co.uk/2016/07/what-is-girls-best-friend-ask-kryssie.html


When I started researching diamonds, I started with the big guns.
The lovely Crystal Benedict invited me over to talk about the Cullinan Diamond - You can check that out here
http://reviewsbycacb.blogspot.co.uk/

There's a magic to diamonds that fascinates people. It certainly did me.
The Koh-i-noor is amazing, and after a long history, it now forms part of the Brish Crown Jewels.  But goodness, does it have a tale to tell. It starts with a theft then morphs into a man hating curse.
You can learn more over on James DiBenedetto blog

 Of course, not all diamonds are used for good. Blood diamonds play a huge part in my book - only in Hope and Flynn's world, they aren't what they seem.  
Andrea Cooper let me drop by to talk about the stones darker side

Of course, whatever their origin, diamonds are precious. It's a good job my hero, Flynn Hemsworth served as a 1960's a super soldier before the army turned him into an immortal dragon shifter
Thanks to Trevann Rogers and an invite to talk about his clothes on her blog, here's what he would have worn.

http://www.trevannrogers.com/dressupdressdownwithkryssiefortune/


Flynn's story is told in my book, Dominated by the Dragon. 

A former super soldier turned dragon demon must choose between his soul mate and saving the world from a nuclear winter. 
A former super soldier turned dragon demon must choose between his soul mate and saving the world from a nuclear winter.

The British army’s nuclear testing bonded a dragon into Flynn Hemsworth’s soul. Military scientists vivisected and tortured him until he escaped two years later. Although he’s never aged, he’s been alone and on the run for almost six decades. When he prevents a naked woman from being the prize lot in a coven’s slave auction, he realizes she has an unexplored submissive streak.
Hope Mathews—a sassy blonde with killer keyboard skills—is a strong independent woman. When Flynn prevents her being sold to a demon, she discovers she enjoys spankings and light bondage.
Together Hope and Flynn must shut down a coven of black magicians, rescue kidnapped demons, and stop a black ops nuclear missile hitting the UK. Even if they manage all that, Hope’s the granddaughter of a billionaire while Flynn’s still on the run from the military who want to dissect him again. Can they find common ground and build a life together?

Reader Advisory: Contains explicit language, a virginal heroine who discovers she enjoys spanking and bondage. Add in some serious dragon demon loving, light the blue touch paper, stand back, and watch the sparks fly.

PUBLISHER NOTE: Paranormal BDSM Romance – 63,094 words. BDSM, Exhibitionism, Orgies and Spanking.


Buy links

Luminosity Publishing    http://bit.ly/2aeik1F
All Romance                   http://bit.ly/29ZkMei
Amazon.UK                    http://amzn.to/2afVkBo
Amazon US                     http://amzn.to/2ajjFpa
Amazon Australia           http://amzn.to/2avFK72

Friday, 29 July 2016

Saturday Spanks - Hope's First Spanking

From
Dominated by the Dragon.
Flynn, a dragon shifter has just save Hope from becoming the prize lot in a Slave auction, but rather than thank him, she attacks him. He retaliates with a spanking.


What is happening here? I’m squished up against his cock and moaning like a whore. “Take your hands off me.”
His palm landed on her bare buttocks, making her thrash and squeal. He increased the pressure on the small of her back, pinning her in place. “You’re going nowhere until you calm down and listen.”
Callous Bastard. How dare he! No one manhandled her like this. Hope felt his dick pulse and grow, and she … liked it. He was hung like a freaking dragon, maybe because he was one. Bill, her verbally abusive ex, could have sung castrato compared to him, but that didn’t give this monster free rein to assault her. Determined to break free, she raked her nails down his calf and tried to sink her teeth into his leg.
His hand came down on her bare behind again. “Well, little girl, I’m waiting.”
Sharp pain made her ass sting as he landed another slap on her tender butt cheeks. She yelped and thrashed against him. Despite her cheeks burning with anger, her pussy grew damper still. How embarrassing is this, and how can I be so turned on?
A former super soldier turned dragon demon must choose between his soul mate and saving the world from a nuclear winter.
The British army’s nuclear testing bonded a dragon into Flynn Hemsworth’s soul. Military scientists vivisected and tortured him until he escaped two years later. Although he’s never aged, he’s been alone and on the run for almost six decades. When he prevents a naked woman from being the prize lot in a coven’s slave auction, he realizes she has an unexplored submissive streak.
Hope Mathews—a sassy blonde with killer keyboard skills—is a strong independent woman. When Flynn prevents her being sold to a demon, she discovers she enjoys spankings and light bondage.
Together Hope and Flynn must shut down a coven of black magicians, rescue kidnapped demons, and stop a black ops nuclear missile hitting the UK. Even if they manage all that, Hope’s the granddaughter of a billionaire while Flynn’s still on the run from the military who want to dissect him again. Can they find common ground and build a life together?
Reader Advisory: Contains explicit language, a virginal heroine who discovers she enjoys spanking and bondage. Add in some serious dragon demon loving, light the blue touch paper, stand back, and watch the sparks fly.
PUBLISHER NOTE: Paranormal BDSM Romance – 63,094 words. BDSM, Exhibitionism, Orgies and Spanking.

Luminosity Publishing    http://bit.ly/2aeik1F
All Romance                   http://bit.ly/29ZkMei
Amazon.UK                    http://amzn.to/2afVkBo
Amazon US                     http://amzn.to/2ajjFpa
Amazon Australia           http://amzn.to/2avFK72





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Thursday, 28 July 2016

Dominated by the Dragon - Book Trailer #BDSM #Spanking #romance



A former super soldier turned dragon demon must choose between his soul mate and saving the world from a nuclear winter.
Reader Advisory: Contains explicit language, a virginal heroine who discovers she enjoys spanking and bondage. Add in some serious dragon demon loving, light the blue touch paper, stand back, and watch the sparks fly.

Dominated By The Dragon - Release day blitz #pnr #erotic #spanking

My latest novel, Dominated by the Dragon, is available from today.



Blurb
A former super soldier turned dragon demon must choose between his soul mate and saving the world from a nuclear winter.


The British army’s nuclear testing bonded a dragon into Flynn Hemsworth’s soul. Military scientists vivisected and tortured him until he escaped two years later. Although he’s never aged, he’s been alone and on the run for almost six decades. When he prevents a naked woman from being the prize lot in a coven’s slave auction, he realizes she has an unexplored submissive streak.


Hope Mathews—a sassy blonde with killer keyboard skills—is a strong independent woman. When Flynn prevents her being sold to a demon, she discovers she enjoys spankings and light bondage.


Together Hope and Flynn must shut down a coven of black magicians, rescue kidnapped demons, and stop a black ops nuclear missile hitting the UK. Even if they manage all that, Hope’s the granddaughter of a billionaire while Flynn’s still on the run from the military who want to dissect him again. Can they find common ground and build a life together?


Reader Advisory: Contains explicit language, a virginal heroine who discovers she enjoys spanking and bondage. Add in some serious dragon demon loving, light the blue touch paper, stand back, and watch the sparks fly.


PUBLISHER NOTE: Paranormal BDSM Romance – 63,094 words. BDSM, Exhibitionism, Orgies and Spanking.


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Monday, 25 July 2016

A Man's Best Friend is his Dog, but a Girl Needs Diamonds. #diamond #Vickibatman #book

Please drop by VickiBateman's blog today. I'm over there talking about a  man-hating diamond
http://vickibatman.blogspot.co.uk/2016/07/what-is-girls-best-friend-ask-kryssie.html

Saturday, 23 July 2016

#RomanticIdea Tina Gayle talks about romance


Today, I'm fortunate to have Tina Gayle drop by to share her romantic idea and to tell us about her book, CFO'S Affair
Over to you Tina

Young or old, we all enjoy a night out.
Instead of going to the same old place, try some place new. Maybe a place with music for dancing or a winery for a tasting.
There are all sorts of new things to try. Do it with your lover and make a new memory.

Blurb for CFO’s Affair

Sylvia Donovan is emotionally wounded from the unexpected death of her husband and still haunted by their last conversation: his request for a divorce and his confession of love for another woman.  Her husband gone, her only daughter off to college, Sylvia faces the challenges of learning to live alone and move on with her life.
Vince Wilshire, enchanted with Sylvia, is more than willing to do what it takes to capture the heart of the hurting and untrusting Sylvia.

Can he help her forget the past and make her believe in love again?

Excerpt for CFO’s Affair


            A knock sounded on the window beside her and she jumped. Her head swiveled around and she stared at the man looking at her through the window.
            Vince Wilshire's handsome face could make any woman melt with desire. With it so close to hers—the glass being the only thing separating them—a rush of adrenaline swept into her system. She leaned sideways in her seat and knocked her hand against the steering wheel. The horn beeped and she muttered, "Damn it, Knox, why did you..."
            The sound of his laughter sent anger flooding through her, the muscles in her arms tightening with the need to strike out. She lowered the phone and clicked the disconnect button in retaliation to his attempt to manipulate her.
            Vince opened the driver's side door and cold air rushed into the car. "Hey, beautiful, are you heading inside?"
            "What is this? Are you guys ganging up on me?" Sylvia ignored the man beside her and glanced in the rear view mirror, checking to make sure her tears hadn't caused any lasting effect.
            A warm hand landed on her shoulder and Vince toyed with her hair. "Not at all, I like the idea of entering the building with a gorgeous woman on my arm."
            "Right," she protested and stuffed her phone into her purse before turning to stare into his bedroom-brown eyes. The spark in their depths had her reevaluating her impression of the man. Yes, he had the face and body to rival every other Casanova in the world, but he also had a sense of humor. That alone sent a shiver of awareness through her.
            She fought the desire gathering in her stomach and waved her hand at him so he'd move out of the way, letting her exit the car. "Did Knox make you wait out here in the parking lot to make sure I would come inside?"
            Vince grinned and held her door open while she stepped onto the asphalt. His gaze fell to her legs.
            She stared at her new, high-heel, red pumps and silently prayed she wouldn't land face first in the dirt when she tried to walk across the pitted parking lot in them.
            A low whistled sounded beside her. "Man, are you ever hot."
            She ignored the comment and didn't turn until she heard the car door slamming closed. "And there's not a woman you've ever met you haven't wanted."

Read 1st chapter at http://www.tinagayle.net/CFO'sAffairChpt.htmlhttp://www.tinagayle.net/CFO'sAffairChpt.html


Author Bio:

Tina Gayle grew up a dreamer and loved to escape into the world of books.
After years of working in the business world doing a variety of jobs, she decided to try her hand at writing. Her books touch the heart and show the true joy of being a woman.

Read the first chapter of any of her books by visiting her website.

Find Tina Gayle everywhere

Home - www.tinagayle.net
Blog - www.tinagayle.blogspot.com
Twitter - https://twitter.com/#!/AuthorTinaGayle
Facebook - http://www.facebook.com/tina.gayle
Amazon Author Page http://www.amazon.com/Tina-Gayle/e/B002BM9GR8
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Linkin - http://www.linkedin.com/pub/tina-gayle/11/689/759


Friday, 22 July 2016

My sexy Saturday - Molly, Brett, and Steve @mysexysaturday



Welcome to my Sexy Saturday. This week's subject is "My First Crush"
My seven sentences are taken from my latest novella, Taken By Twin Doms
Tonight, after a forced visit to a BDSM dungeon, Molly attends a gala dinner. Brett and Steve already adore her, but now they need to woo her. 

  
Molly gasped and would have protested, but Brett moved behind Molly, bent, and whispered in her ear, “It’s less than she did to you. Let Matt sort her out.”

His breath tickled the back of her neck and sent excited shivers down her spine. Molly still felt bad for her cousin, but as she sat between the Pearson twins, she forgot everything as they lavished attention on her. Once the dancing started, Steve and Brett took turns holding her close and swaying about the room. The way their swollen cocks rubbed against her pussy, made her want them to screw her right there on the dance floor. Neither danced with another woman, each preferring to watch Molly with cat-like intensity as she danced with the other.

Buy links


Luminosity Publishing   http://bit.ly/29CeW2m

All Romance Books       http://bit.ly/29B2K2G

Amazon.com                 http://amzn.to/29zLFTI

Amazon.co.uk               http://amzn.to/29H3ELT

Amazon Au.                 http://amzn.to/29H4hEZ

Blurb

One repressed heroine, twin Doms with sex toys, and a relationship based on a lie.Too scared to step out of her comfort zone, Molly dreams of submitting to a powerful man’s will. When her cousin tricks her into visiting the Pearson twins’ Pleasure Hotel, she realizes she could play out her fantasies. Despite the sexual games going on around her, she still refuses to accept her sensual nature.Steve and Brett Pearson want a sub with fire in her soul. Deceived by Molly’s cousin, they believe Molly craves a kidnap and interrogation scene where two men torment her with sex toys before taking her to sexual heights. They’ll stop the instant she says the safe word. As their reluctant prisoner, she has no idea what the safe word is.
After the way Molly responded to their dominance, the Pearson twins want to know her better. Can they win her heart after they’ve bound her, blindfolded her, and forced their BDSM games on her?
Reader Advisory: Contains scenes of forced seduction, twin Doms with sex toys, and a repressed heroine who was born to be wild.


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Thursday, 21 July 2016

Behind closed doors in real Pleasure Hotels. #bdsm #spanking #romance

Behind closed doors in real Pleasure Hotels.
In my latest book, Taken by Twin Doms, Brett and Steve Pearson are millionaire Doms who own and run a Pleasure Hotel. I thought I’d invented the concepts, but a quick google of Pleasure Hotels taught me different.
There’s one in Thailand.  Here are a couple of reviews.
We enjoyed good food and shopping within easy walking distance, very good and very friendly service from the staff, and the highlight - many a romantic romp in the room sensually styled for amorously adventurous couples, oblivious to the noisy neighbourhood at night!
That’s okay, but I love that the bedroom comes with your very own pole. Fancy a dance anyone.


Another review made me giggle
From 11pm onwards our room was shaking. The receptionist was so carefully being nice to us upon checking in, but nothing mentioned about our lovely night ahead. Walls were shaking, bed shaking.

Okay, that’s my dirty mind at work, since the review finished too with _
”It’s crazy that the hotel is not warning about the level of music around us. “

Mmm, something more than music’s going on here. Just look at the toy supplied in this room.



The Japanese adopted pleasure hotels back in the 1960s. Their No-Tell Hotels proved so popular even the president of Nintendo opened one. These pleasure hotels come in all shapes and sizes.
Fancy a bit of nookie in a Castle, a fantasy hotel, or even a UFO – no problem.


The room interiors are larger than most similar priced hotels, but travellers have to be open-minded about their neighbours' activities. Of course, they come with a few extras

I wonder what happens on these horses?


Or what you can get up to on this underground train.
Mmm, those handholds almost look like restraints.


I don’t think my Steve and Brett Pearson ever visited Japan. Their Pleasure Hotel is more about dungeons and BDSM mixed with fine dining and fancy dress dinners where customers can flaunt their fantasies. They have some quite strict rules though.  


If you want to know more about what goes on behind closed doors, then check out my book:

Taken By Twin Doms

Buy Links
Luminosity Publishing   http://bit.ly/29CeW2m

All Romance Books       http://bit.ly/29B2K2G

Amazon.com                 http://amzn.to/29zLFTI

Amazon.co.uk               http://amzn.to/29H3ELT

Amazon Au.                 http://amzn.to/29H4hEZ

Blurb

One repressed heroine, twin Doms with sex toys, and a relationship based on a lie.Too scared to step out of her comfort zone, Molly dreams of submitting to a powerful man’s will. When her cousin tricks her into visiting the Pearson twins’ Pleasure Hotel, she realizes she could play out her fantasies. Despite the sexual games going on around her, she still refuses to accept her sensual nature.Steve and Brett Pearson want a sub with fire in her soul. Deceived by Molly’s cousin, they believe Molly craves a kidnap and interrogation scene where two men torment her with sex toys before taking her to sexual heights. They’ll stop the instant she says the safe word. As their reluctant prisoner, she has no idea what the safe word is.
After the way Molly responded to their dominance, the Pearson twins want to know her better. Can they win her heart after they’ve bound her, blindfolded her, and forced their BDSM games on her?
Reader Advisory: Contains scenes of forced seduction, twin Doms with sex toys, and a repressed heroine who was born to be wild.



Friday, 15 July 2016

Saturday Spanks - A Spanking For Molly - A Women Too Scared To Try Submission




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Everyone thinks Molly Pearson's a good girl, but her dreams are as naughty as can be.
She's fantasised over the Pearson Twins for years, not that they'd ever look at a mouse like her.
Her Cousin Angela tricks her into spending the weekend at a pleasure hotel - a place where lovers go to enact their fantasies.

Her cheeks heated, and she wished she’d kept her mouth shut. These girls would surely just scoff at her silly dreams. It didn’t stop her picturing her secret agent lover strutting toward her in his tux. Better still, make that lovers in the plural. The Pearson twins could put even Tom Hiddleston to shame.
They’d flirt, maybe even share a couple of drinks before they whisked her up to their hotel room and tried to spank the information out of her. Of course, they’d have to tie her up first. She’d never tried bondage or mingled pleasure with pain, but each night as she masturbated in her bed, she dreamed of being tied down and helpless, completely at her lovers’ mercy.


Angela tells the Pearson Twins that Molly's a brat who tries to top from the bottom. She insists Molly will be fine if they can push her into using her safeword. Of course, she never said anything to Molly.
The Twins carry her off to their dungeon, determined to make her safeword them.



The dull edge of a blade ran over her flesh as the sharp side cut through her figure-hugging outfit with ease. Her instinct demanded she twist and thrash in her bonds, but she hardly dare move let alone breathe in case the knife wielder’s hand slipped, and he carved bloody red ribbons in her flesh. She froze as these Doms cut the clothes from her body, but flames of pleasure shot down her spine. Naked, blindfolded, and bound, she whimpered as her newly bared ass hung off the end of the padded table.
Thwack. A hand landed on her exposed bottom, closely followed by another. She yelped as pain stung through her muscles. Another pair of blows. Another scream she couldn’t suppress. Her captors double-teamed her, spanking her bare butt in unison, and she … loved it.
Pain blurred her vision into rainbow colors. Agony claimed her, filled her, wound around her in tendrils tighter than her bonds. Her breathing came in short, sharp pants. She’d do anything, say anything to make this nightmare end, but something unfamiliar and delectable unfurled inside her. Beyond the pain, a new freedom beckoned.
Unbridled sensations broke free inside her. Hunger, heat, and desire—steamed through her cunt. Every blow made her nipples bead and her womb contract. She buried her face in the plastic padding to cover her screams. Her pussy clenched, and orgasm built like a slow-burning fuse inside her. These men made her ravenous and eager, but if this were for real, she’d loathe the way her body responded to them.
Another pair of blows landed, taking her to the volcano’s edge of orgasm, then one of her captors ran his hand through her cunt. When he found her clit, he pinched it hard. “Say the word, princess.”
Her lip trembled, and she almost begged him to fuck her. They could take turns while the other stood back and watched. Hell, she’d take one in her mouth and one in her pussy. Nothing mattered except they released the orgasm pent-up inside her. “Please? I…”
Damn it. She wouldn’t beg them for sex. She couldn’t, not when it might end this scene. Jaw clamped, she turned her head away from their voices, trying to blank out every need, every plea that they triggered inside her. It didn’t help that she whimpered and wriggled her ass like an animal in heat.
One of her captors chuckled, the sound pouring over her body like warm honey. It had to be the blond. The dark-haired one’s voice sounded as smooth and satisfying as a glass of malt whisky. Hearing either of them speak warmed her deep inside. No! She refused to think anything good about them, not yet. That spanking had taken her to a sensual height she’d never explored before. Playing out this fantasy felt amazing. No way did she want this scene to stop. Better to pretend they were violent drug dealers who’d threatened to kill her. That way she could experience every delight they offered.
A hand clamped the small of her back, pinning her more firmly than the straps. Whisky snarled, “Time to take it up a gear.”


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Thursday, 14 July 2016

Recipe For A Novella ***TAKEN BY TWIN DOMS*** Out Today.

There's nothing so exciting or so terrifying as a new book release.  And my latest novella comes out TODAY.


Recipe for a novella. 

Ingredients

Twin millionaires in masks.
A woman too scared to explore her sexuality.
And the bitchiest  cousin you can imagine.
Fur-lined handcuffs.
A well-stocked dungeon.
A blindfold that blocks out the world.

Method

Bring everything together in a pleasure hotel.
Mix well.
Stand back.
And let a new world of sexiness explode.

Blurb

One repressed heroine, twin Doms with sex toys, and a relationship based on a lie.
Too scared to step out of her comfort zone, Molly dreams of submitting to a powerful man’s will. When her cousin tricks her into visiting the Pearson twins’ Pleasure Hotel, she realizes she could play out her fantasies. Despite the sexual games going on around her, she still refuses to accept her sensual nature.

Steve and Brett Pearson want a sub with fire in her soul. Deceived by Molly’s cousin, they believe Molly craves a kidnap and interrogation scene where two men torment her with sex toys before taking her to sexual heights. They’ll stop the instant she says the safe word. As their reluctant prisoner, she has no idea what the safe word is.

After the way Molly responded to their dominance, the Pearson twins want to know her better. Can they win her heart after they’ve bound her, blindfolded her, and forced their BDSM games on her?

Reader Advisory: Contains scenes of forced seduction, twin Doms with sex toys, and a repressed heroine who was born to be wild.

PUBLISHER NOTE: M/F/M BDSM Ménage Romance of 19,172 words

Buy links

Luminosity Publishing   http://bit.ly/29CeW2m

All Romance Books       http://bit.ly/29B2K2G

Amazon.com                 http://amzn.to/29zLFTI

Amazon.co.uk               http://amzn.to/29H3ELT

Amazon Au.                 http://amzn.to/29H4hEZ

       

Excerpt


Perched on the side of the bed, she tried to look on the bright side but finally decided there wasn’t one. Leaving before the rest of the hen party would only upset her family. Staying would be a … temptation. Overwhelmed by fantasies, she yearned for something she couldn’t define. Something Angela and the other girls in the hen party found so easy to accept. Then again, Molly had always been the girl who overthought things.

The various activities spelled out on that questionnaire sent a hormone surge through her blood. Cheeks and breasts scarlet, thoughts whirling as though caught up in a tornado, she wondered what sexual games the other hens had planned for tonight. Thoughts of letting a stranger explore her body, maybe even letting him spank her, consumed her. Afterward, they’d share sex so hot the bed sheets caught fire.

That list of rules showed how well this hotel protected their guests’ privacy, but what sort of scenes went on in the dungeon that she might interrupt? Maybe a Dominatrix flogging a disobedient sub? Perhaps a blindfolded slave giving their master a blowjob? Being bound, blindfolded, and naked with a Dom’s cock pumping down her throat only happened in her best dreams. In them, she was totally open and vulnerable, willing to do whatever it took to please her twin lovers. Pulse rate rocketing, eyes closed, she savored her favorite daydream.

So far the questionnaire seemed innocuous, but over the page, it was set out like a menu. The inner two pages detailed everything on offer, from suspension to pet play or fisting. Three tick boxes sat alongside each one. The instructions said to tick the things that were acceptable in the first column, soft limits in the second, and hard limits in the third. Since this form was for her eyes only, she grinned and worked her way down the list.

Asphyxiation was a definite hard limit, as were knife play, golden showers, and gags. A dildo or butt plug would be acceptable, but suspension? Maybe, with the right partner, she’d enjoy it.

Just reading down the list left her hot and bothered, her body more sexually aware than it had been for months. Since no one else would ever see this form, she ticked bondage and multiple partners as acceptable. After all, this game just passed the time until dinner.

The back page demanded every detail of the fantasy she wanted to play out. For those lacking imagination, it even offered a few suggestions. Prancing around like a pony with a bit between her teeth and a butt plug holding a false tail in her ass didn’t appeal. Neither did rape fantasies or anything that reeked of medical.

Reading through the rest of the form made her glad she’d packed her vibrator. Embarrassed by the way her heart raced and her cunt tingled, she shoved the form in the bin as though flames shot from it.

A pre-dinner shower beckoned, but the way her body burned for sexual fulfillment, a cold one might be best. Stepping out of her panties, she widened her stance and circled her fingers around her clit, gradually increasing the pressure. She closed her eyes and imagined herself doing some of the things spelled out on that form. Her newly freed curls tumbled over her shoulders as she threw back her head and rubbed harder at her clit. Moisture flooded her pussy. After a final flick of her fingers, the sensitive nerves in her pussy overheated. She came hard and fast.

Now she really needed the shower. She couldn’t go down to dinner in a pleasure hotel smelling of sex. Almost, she turned the water to cold, but she chickened out and stepped under the hot water. As the shower glass fogged, she let the hotel’s orange-scented shower gel relax her. When she heard the room’s outer door slam, she shot from the shower and wrapped a towel around her bitty breasts. “Who’s there?”

Her voice echoed in the empty bedroom, but a maid had laid a change of clothes out on the bed. Another look showed her the porters hadn’t yet brought up her suitcase. Whoever laid out the black PVC catsuit had taken her jeans and T-shirt along with her underwear. Furious, she rang down to reception. “This is Molly Wade in room 407. Where are my clothes and what’s with the black outfit on my bed?”

A soft, feminine voice reassured her, “I’m sorry, Miss Wade. I thought you understood. Tonight’s our fancy dress gala. We pride ourselves on matching our outfits to your fantasies. I believe the maid laid yours out for you. Please be assured our staff will deliver your suitcase to your room while you enjoy your dinner.”

Refusing to be pacified, Molly almost hurled the phone at the wall. Instead, she snapped, “Then I’ll order room service rather than attend your fancy dress night.”

Again the voice sounded unruffled and professional. “I’m afraid that’s unavailable tonight. You need to check with your party leader, Miss Angela Hall, since we explained everything in the confirmation we sent her.”

Molly fumed. No clothes, not even underwear, no room service, and no option but to strut about in the sinfully sexy catsuit. Part of her cheered, but Angela had a lot to answer for.

Tuesday, 12 July 2016

Meet Brett and Steve Pearson—Multimillionaires and Doms. #romance #twins #amreading


Hi Brett. Hi Steve.
Thanks for letting me drop by to interview you. Goodness, it’s hot in here. Just looking at this pair has my heart beating faster. Steve’s a Chris Hemsworth lookalike who moves like a gunslinger. Brett’s got a dangerous air, more sniper than gunslinger—think a short haired version of Tom Hiddleston playing Loki. He’s more Chris Hemsworth when he’s playing Thor.  First off, just for my readers, you’re not identical twins.


Steve: You noticed.

Brett: No. I’m the good looking one. He’s the quick-tempered, rude one. Ignore him. Can I offer you brandy? It’s almost ninety years old.

I shake my head.  I’m not a lover of spirits, but a coffee would be wonderful. Shall we start? Here we go then.
You’re very young to own and run a country park and hotel. How did you manage that?

Steve: It’s a pleasure hotel. People don’t just come here to enjoy the grounds and the deer park, you know.
Brett: That’s right. We have state of the art dungeons, gala dinners, and fantasy fancy dress nights. Our guests come here to explore different aspects of their sexuality. As long as they don’t hurt anyone, pretty much anything goes. Sometimes they have a fantasy they want to act out. We can help with that if they like.

Goodness. I’m blushing now, but they still haven’t answered my question. Maybe I need to phrase it differently. “Did you inherit the hotel?”

Brett: Hell no. We paid cash.

This place must have cost millions. It’s restored Regency style at its finest. Then there’s those state of the art dungeons. I wonder if they might show me around them later.

Steve: (laughs)  We’re not drug dealers or anything. We’re software engineers. Neither of us fancied taking out a student loan, so we paid our way through university by writing computer games. We hit the big time when we started our Spartan Warrior series. In fact, our next one’s released next month.

Brett: We fell in love with this place when we saw it. It was the perfect place to open our BDSM school and run our Dominance / submission weekends. Male on male. Female on female. Threesomes. Everyone’s welcome here.   

Okay, my next question’s going to make me blush. Still, I have to ask it. “So, are you dominant or submissive?”
Both men throw back their heads and laugh.

Steve: Come downstairs and I’ll show you. You’ve got a nice ass under that business suit. How about you let me spank it? 

Brett: Don’t do it. He’ll have your panties around your ankles in seconds. Let’s just say he should have trained as a proctologist rather than a programmer. Me, I’m more straightforward. I’ll spank your cute ass then tease and caress your body until you beg me to come.

Someone must have turned the thermostat up. It just got hotter in here. If I don’t leave now, I’ll end up with a red bottom and two men… No. I’ve got to forget those dungeons and get out of here.  “Thank you gentlemen. I think I’ve got all I need for my article. I leave you in peace now.

They both stand up and see me to my car. Oddly, their so compelling I don’t want to leave, but since I’m not brave enough to stay, I give them a wave and drive off.


Blurb 

One repressed heroine, twin Doms with sex toys, and a relationship based on a lie.

Too scared to step out of her comfort zone, Molly dreams of submitting to a powerful man’s will. When her cousin tricks her into visiting the Pearson twins’ Pleasure Hotel, she realizes she could play out her fantasies. Despite the sexual games going on around her, she still refuses to accept her sensual nature.

Steve and Brett Pearson want a sub with fire in her soul. Deceived by Molly’s cousin, they believe Molly craves a kidnap and interrogation scene where two men torment her with sex toys before taking her to sexual heights. They’ll stop the instant she says the safe word. As their reluctant prisoner, she has no idea what the safe word is.

After the way Molly responded to their dominance, the Pearson twins want to know her better. Can they win her heart after they’ve bound her, blindfolded her, and forced their BDSM games on her?

Reader Advisory: Contains scenes of forced seduction, twin Doms with sex toys, and a repressed heroine who was born to be wild.


PUBLISHER NOTE: M/F/M BDSM Ménage Romance of 19,172 words

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Excerpt

Excerpt:
Perched on the side of the bed, she tried to look on the bright side but finally decided there wasn’t one. Leaving before the rest of the hen party would only upset her family. Staying would be a … temptation. Overwhelmed by fantasies, she yearned for something she couldn’t define. Something Angela and the other girls in the hen party found so easy to accept. Then again, Molly had always been the girl who overthought things.

The various activities spelled out on that questionnaire sent a hormone surge through her blood. Cheeks and breasts scarlet, thoughts whirling as though caught up in a tornado, she wondered what sexual games the other hens had planned for tonight. Thoughts of letting a stranger explore her body, maybe even letting him spank her, consumed her. Afterward, they’d share sex so hot the bed sheets caught fire.

That list of rules showed how well this hotel protected their guests’ privacy, but what sort of scenes went on in the dungeon that she might interrupt? Maybe a Dominatrix flogging a disobedient sub? Perhaps a blindfolded slave giving their master a blowjob? Being bound, blindfolded, and naked with a Dom’s cock pumping down her throat only happened in her best dreams. In them, she was totally open and vulnerable, willing to do whatever it took to please her twin lovers. Pulse rate rocketing, eyes closed, she savored her favorite daydream.

So far the questionnaire seemed innocuous, but over the page, it was set out like a menu. The inner two pages detailed everything on offer, from suspension to pet play or fisting. Three tick boxes sat alongside each one. The instructions said to tick the things that were acceptable in the first column, soft limits in the second, and hard limits in the third. Since this form was for her eyes only, she grinned and worked her way down the list.

Asphyxiation was a definite hard limit, as were knife play, golden showers, and gags. A dildo or butt plug would be acceptable, but suspension? Maybe, with the right partner, she’d enjoy it.

Just reading down the list left her hot and bothered, her body more sexually aware than it had been for months. Since no one else would ever see this form, she ticked bondage and multiple partners as acceptable. After all, this game just passed the time until dinner.

The back page demanded every detail of the fantasy she wanted to play out. For those lacking imagination, it even offered a few suggestions. Prancing around like a pony with a bit between her teeth and a butt plug holding a false tail in her ass didn’t appeal. Neither did rape fantasies or anything that reeked of medical.

Reading through the rest of the form made her glad she’d packed her vibrator. Embarrassed by the way her heart raced and her cunt tingled, she shoved the form in the bin as though flames shot from it.

A pre-dinner shower beckoned, but the way her body burned for sexual fulfillment, a cold one might be best. Stepping out of her panties, she widened her stance and circled her fingers around her clit, gradually increasing the pressure. She closed her eyes and imagined herself doing some of the things spelled out on that form. Her newly freed curls tumbled over her shoulders as she threw back her head and rubbed harder at her clit. Moisture flooded her pussy. After a final flick of her fingers, the sensitive nerves in her pussy overheated. She came hard and fast.

Now she really needed the shower. She couldn’t go down to dinner in a pleasure hotel smelling of sex. Almost, she turned the water to cold, but she chickened out and stepped under the hot water. As the shower glass fogged, she let the hotel’s orange-scented shower gel relax her. When she heard the room’s outer door slam, she shot from the shower and wrapped a towel around her bitty breasts. “Who’s there?”

Her voice echoed in the empty bedroom, but a maid had laid a change of clothes out on the bed. Another look showed her the porters hadn’t yet brought up her suitcase. Whoever laid out the black PVC catsuit had taken her jeans and T-shirt along with her underwear. Furious, she rang down to reception. “This is Molly Wade in room 407. Where are my clothes and what’s with the black outfit on my bed?”

A soft, feminine voice reassured her, “I’m sorry, Miss Wade. I thought you understood. Tonight’s our fancy dress gala. We pride ourselves on matching our outfits to your fantasies. I believe the maid laid yours out for you. Please be assured our staff will deliver your suitcase to your room while you enjoy your dinner.”

Refusing to be pacified, Molly almost hurled the phone at the wall. Instead, she snapped, “Then I’ll order room service rather than attend your fancy dress night.”

Again the voice sounded unruffled and professional. “I’m afraid that’s unavailable tonight. You need to check with your party leader, Miss Angela Hall, since we explained everything in the confirmation we sent her.”

Molly fumed. No clothes, not even underwear, no room service, and no option but to strut about in the sinfully sexy catsuit. Part of her cheered, but Angela had a lot to answer for.