#ThrowbackThursday: S&M III, Vol. I – #bdsm, #nook, #kindle, #ebook

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“Tonight we have a special lesson,” Sanora began, “we have a lesson in bravery.”

“Bravery?” Scott questioned.

“Bravery,” Sanora repeated as Jay brought a cigar and lit it for Her. She took a few plumes of smoke. “I want to see how brave you are.”

Scott still didn’t understand where Sanora was coming from. “I’m fine with discipline, Mistress.”

“It’s not the discipline aspect I’m concerned with,” She nodded to Dominic who opened double doors. A beautiful young woman walked through. “It’s the concentration that poses a problem.”

Scott looked at the woman before him. She was tall with olive skin and brown eyes. She had long, black hair flowing down her back and wore a black dress with a plunging neckline.

“Scott, this is Aileen,” Sanora introduced the pair to each other, “I think the two of you will get along quite nicely, I hope. Do you like who I picked out for you?”

Scott eyed the buxom woman in front of him. He already imagined what he would do to her. “Yes, Mistress.”

“Good. That’s great to hear. Aileen will be your odalisque for the remainder of your trip here. She’ll let you do whatever you want to her with her permission, of course.”

“Sounds good.” Scott smiled.

Sanora readjusted her position in the chair. “I want you to fuck her.”

It was at that moment Scott finally began to enjoy his time in Italy. “Yes, Mistress,” He smiled like a child who just received the video game he had been wanting for years. Scott led Aileen towards his bedroom.

“In front of me.” Sanora clarified.

Scott stopped cold. The smile disappeared from his face. Any excitement he had was soon replaced with a quiet anger and embarrassment. “What?”

“I want you to fuck her in front of me.” A curl formed on Sanora’s lips. “Is that a problem?”

“Actually, yes it is, Mistress.” Scott replied. He had enough voyeurism with Caprina.

“What’s wrong?” Sanora crossed her legs. “Soft caught your dick?”

Scott told Aileen wait before he walked over to Sanora. He was seething with embarrassment. “What are you doing, Mistress?”

“I’m curious to see your stroke game,” Sanora took a plume from Her cigar. “I want to see how you give a woman pleasure without her ordering you to do it first.”

Scott regretted taking Sanora up on her offer. It was bad enough Caprina humiliated him throughout their relationship, now he had Sanora picking up where she left off. “Fine,” he said through gritted teeth.

“Good,” Sanora motioned towards the couch behind Scott and Aileen, “you may begin.”

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S&M IV will be out very soon. S&M III, Vol. I is available now via e-book. The print version will be available this summer.

Wildin’ Out Wednesday – S&M II

I was late posting a Teaser Tuesday so here’s a Wildin’ Out Wednesday post…

SELF-PROMOTION! SELF-PROMOTION! SELF-PROMOTION!

SELF-PROMOTION! SELF-PROMOTION! SELF-PROMOTION!

He stared at her playing with her food for a few minutes before he spoke. “There are starving children on Skid Row who are jealous of your food, Mari,” Scott said over dinner.

“I’ll eat. I’m just not very hungry.” She twirled the spaghetti around her fork.

Scott wiped his mouth. “Is it work-related?”

“No, it’s not that,” Mariana sighed, “I got into it with Sarah so I’m just a little blah.”

“What happened?”

Mariana briefly contemplated telling Scott what really happened. She was so used to his ‘Ice’ demeanor, she wasn’t sure if he would care. She decided to chance it. “She doesn’t like you.”

“That’s not it,” Scott saw through Mariana’s half-truth, “what else is there?”

Mariana let out a heavy sigh. “She thinks you’re beating me.”

Scott thought back to the other day when he spanked Mariana at her apartment. From his peripherals, he saw Sarah cracking her bedroom door a little just to see what was going on. Her eyes were focused on Scott the entire time and even though he wasn’t certain, Scott could’ve sworn he saw her licking her lips. She wants me. “I’m assuming you told her I’m not?”

“Of course I did. I just…we’ve known each other since the ninth grade and this is our first big fight.” Mariana gave up on dinner and pushed the plate away. “I’m sorry I’m not a good date tonight.”

“There’s more to what you’re feeling, Mari,” Scott pressed, “speak.”

Mariana took another sip of liquid courage. B.’s words to her had more of an effect than she cared to admit. “I understand us keeping what we do a secret at work and I respect that. But I’m not your girlfriend, Scott. We both know that. You barely wanted to admit it the other night. I can’t be with someone who doesn’t want to acknowledge he has a girlfriend, even if he doesn’t admit it in public.”

“That’s why I want to make it official tonight…”

“And because of that, I just can’t…” Mariana finally understood what Scott said. “Huh?”

“Get up,” he directed to her and Mariana followed. Scott walked over to her. “I don’t want to keep us a secret anymore. At work, we have to be discreet, yes. But in private, I don’t care who knows. You’re mine, Mari, and I’m yours.” He declared. There was no way in hell anyone was going to fuck her while he was with her. Damn the Golf Boys.

Mariana didn’t want to get too excited. “Is that your way of telling me we’re a couple?”

“What else did you want me to do? Hand you a note, ‘Would you like to be my girlfriend?’ with two checkboxes for yes and no?” Scott winked.

“Smart-ass!”

“Yes, that is true, and by the way, you owe me a dollar.” Scott led her to the living room by the cackling fire. He sat next to her on the sofa where they had made love previously. “You deserve more than just being a fuck buddy or my sub. You deserve the best and I’m willing to give it to you. All I ask is that you be completely loyal and devoted to me only. I’m going to need to trust you. The moment I can’t, it’s officially over between us.”

Mariana didn’t understand why Scott had to tell her that. She thought it would be the other way around. “That won’t be a problem.”

“Good to hear.” Scott dug underneath the sofa for a package. He set it on the coffee table in front of his girlfriend. “I’m going to need you to trust me.”

Mariana looked at the package and back at Scott. The last time he presented her with gifts, she had a hard time walking the next day. Just like the last time, she was hesitant. She bit her bottom lip and contemplated her actions. She wanted him and no one else. He wanted her and didn’t want to share her with anyone else. A sure smile formed on her face. “I do trust you.”

Scott smiled. The biggest part of BDSM was trust. Now that Mariana completely trusted him, he was free to do whatever he wanted with her. The timing for the second gift couldn’t have been more perfect. “Open your gifts, baby. The larger one first.” He winked.

Mariana rubbed her hands in anticipation as she opened the first gift. A long sturdy rope was wrapped around a large package. She tore open the gift and saw a new Chanel bag in front of her. “You’re too kind,” she whispered in awe.

“You needed something to go with your Louboutins.” Scott winked. “I hope you liked the gifts.”

“The gifts?” Mariana asked. “What gifts? I only see the purse.”

“The other one is there, you just haven’t realized it yet.”

Mariana looked inside the Chanel dust bag and didn’t see any other gift. She then looked around her and saw nothing but a piece of rope. “Scott, the only thing I see here is…” She looked at him and saw the twinkle in his eyes. It then dawned on Mariana why Scott gave that soliloquy of a speech about trust and commitment. He was about to tie her ass up.

Mariana shook her head and was pretty emphatic about what came out of her mouth next. “Oh hell no!”

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S&M II is available via e-book and print form.

S&M IV will be out very soon. Pre-order details will be made available very shortly.

#SexySunday Snippet: Discipline

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Mariana quickly walked to Scott’s bedroom and didn’t see Him. She saw the bathroom light was on and she went in there. In the middle of the large bathroom was the dining room chair. It was completely covered in plastic. It was being held down by four chains on the legs. Scott had already removed His shirt and He was walking around the chair, making sure it was sturdy.

Once it was to His satisfaction, He turned His attention to Mariana. “Squat on the chair. Grip it as hard as you can,” He ordered.

Mariana walked over to the chair. She squatted on the seat, bending over to expose her ass. “Good girl,” Scott commented. He tied her ankles to the chair legs and her hands to the back of the chair. Mariana was stuck on the chair for however long Scott wanted her to be there.

She felt the light tap of a riding crop on her ass. Her Master tapped her ass with His toy of choice so Mariana was aware what implement He was going to use on her. She slightly nodded in acceptance and then waited. The first blow was always the most shocking, no matter how many times it had been done to her.

The first swat was surprising and stung a little. The second swat heightened the intensity of the first one. The third swat made Mariana smile. Ooh, how she loved the way Master spanked her. Her slit became moist again and she curled her toes. She wanted Him. She heard the buzzing of a vibrator and a slow smile formed on Mariana’s face. She wondered what vibrator He was going to use on her. He had an arsenal of them and her Master had used a few of them already on her.

“So this is your new favorite toy, huh?” Scott pressed the Hitachi against Mariana’s folds. The intense buzzing sent shockwaves through her being, from her spine to her core to her feet. Her toes curled once again, and Mariana gripped the chair tightly. “I wonder if you’ll still like it after tonight.” Scott instructed. “What’s my name?”

“Scott,” Mariana moaned.

“What’s my name?” Scott repeated.

“Ma…Master,” Mariana stuttered.

“Good girl,” Scott moved the vibrator to Mariana’s pearl. She began to writhe beneath it. “You move again, and I’ll stop doing it. You need my permission to cum.”

Mariana let out a deep breath. She couldn’t see what her Master was doing, how serious His eyes were. She only imagined them on her, studying her reaction. How intense and determined they were. He was testing, teasing her…wanting her to open more to Him. Give Him everything she was capable of. He wanted not just her body, but her soul, her mind, her energy, her love. Scott wanted all of Mariana, and she was going to give it to Him.

She felt the first coils of an orgasm approaching and she needed to release. She felt her pussy involuntarily contract, aching for that sweet gift. “May I cum, please?”

“No,” He barked.

“May I cum please?”

Scott firmly pressed the Hitachi on Mariana’s pearl and held it steady. “No, you disobeyed Me.”

Mariana gasped and gripped the chair harder. She swallowed several times, hoping that would somehow hold off the impending orgasm. But her Master was teaching her a lesson. A slow, torturous lesson. She disrespected His commands, His wishes, and His needs. He was going to make sure Mariana would never forget this night. “Please? Please?” she begged.

“No, I’m not sure if you know to follow instructions.”

Mariana felt how slick she was becoming and her wetness formed a small pool beneath her. Her muscles became to spasm on their own and her toes were permanently curled. “Please, Master…I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…Your submissive begs for Your forgiveness. Please, please, can I cum?” She begged.

Scott was satisfied with Mariana’s apology. “Okay, you can cum.”

The orgasm shot through her body, touching all of her senses. Her Master fed her hungry clit, and when she finally released, Mariana cried out her Master’s name and came all over the chair. She was soaring high, so high, and felt delirious.

Scott walked over to Mariana and squatted in front of her. Her eyes were heavy and half-opened. Her lips were pursed together and she breathed hard. “Where are you?” He quietly asked her.

Mariana wanted to continue. Her mind wanted one more reward, one more experience. But her body was exhausted. She had been brought to her limit and couldn’t continue, no matter how much she wanted to.

Exhausted, Mariana uttered that fateful word she never thought she would say: “Red.”

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Discipline is available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Smashwords, and All Romance.

It All Comes Full Circle…

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Prince Dimitri Papadakis felt pressure to be married since the moment he turned 21. Much to his parents’ dismay, he would rather court and play the field than to participate in an arranged marriage. That was, until he saw his queen on a magazine cover…

Akira Lakes had a secret admirer who spared no expense in sending her the most extravagant gifts from around the world. So when she finally meets her match, well, fireworks weren’t an apt description…

Caprina Waters wonders who is out to get her. She had been a model citizen and her only fail in recent memory was Scott Reed, who she still wants as her greatest accomplishment. But someone is trying to destroy her and she is not going down without a fight…

Scott Reed regrets hurting his live-in girlfriend and forcing her into the arms of another man. But if Scott has his way, she won’t be seeking comfort for very long. It is only a matter of time before Mariana is back in his arms and underneath him…

Sarah Roberts wants what she can’t have. With a baby on the way and an impending marriage to one of the country’s most eligible bachelors, Sarah wonders why she is so bored in her relationship and hopes Scott can quench her thirst…

Eric Whitmore is a great athlete and overall good guy. He has the model looks, the charismatic personality, and brains to match. It took careful planning for him to carefully create that image. There is no way Sarah could truly know the real him…

Mariana Harlow is finally free from Scott Reed. After he’d unceremoniously dumped her, she can date and sleep with whomever she wants. But what her brain says is a solid choice, her heart tells her it’s the wrong man…

Sanora. She only needs one name and that’s good enough. She has spent her entire life plotting revenge for her mother’s death and the taste is so sweet. But when things don’t exactly go her way, well, it’s time to get very creative.

Sex, lies, and videotape. It all comes full circle.

S&M is a BDSM love journey that deals with romance, murder, revenge, and second chances. It is the fourth part to the S&M series and a follow-up to I Need You.

#TeaserTuesday: I Need You – #bdsm #interracial #nook #kindle #ebook

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“You are convinced that I hate you and truth is…” Mariana briefly closed her eyes and counted to ten. There was a thin line between love and hate, though sometimes, it seemed that line became blurred. The man she would’ve done anything for was the same man who made her disgusted with anger.

She let out a small sigh and slowly opened her eyes. “I don’t ha—” Mariana stopped speaking when she realized Scott’s attention was behind her. She turned around and saw Dove grinding against another man in the middle of the dance floor. She was slightly bent over, moving her ass against the man’s crotch before she stood up again and ground more against his body, all the while locking eyes with Scott.

“You were saying, Mari?” Scott’s voice made Mariana sharply turn around to face him. A small smile formed on the corners of his lips as his eyes twinkled in delight in what Dove was doing.

“Am I boring you?” Mariana asked with a jealous annoyance in her voice.

“No, not at all.” Scott’s eyes danced from his ex-girlfriend to his current. “Dove was simply telling me something, that’s all.”

“That she wanted you take her back to her home on Whore Island?” Mariana snickered.

“What she wants me to do to her tonight when we get home,” Scott’s grin became bigger and Mariana turned around to see Dove’s dance becoming more sexual with each movement. She gyrated harder against her dancing partner, running her tongue over her sharp red-painted lips, and encouraging her partner to enjoy the ride.

Meanwhile, Scott sat back in his chair like a proud Dom and nursed his whiskey. Mariana could tell Scott enjoyed the show Dove put on for him and he was already calculating in his mind, what positions he was going to have Dove in when they arrived home. Missionary. Doggystyle. Probably up against a wall.

Of course, Dove was going to be tied up or bound in some form, maybe with a blindfold over her eyes so she wouldn’t be able to see. Instead, she would just feel… Feel Scott’s thick cock moving inside her as his strong hands gripped her wrists above her head. She would feel Scott caressing her ass with a cocoa butter salve after he’d slapped it throughout the night.

Dove would feel everything Scott used to do to Mariana, and that made her boil over with jealousy and rage. How dare that chick dance for her man? “I see.”

Scott finished his whiskey and stood up. He walked over to Mariana and leaned down, his lips brushing against her earlobe. “She’s letting me practice on her for what I’ll do to you eventually.”

Mariana’s thighs trembled with want and her pussy fluttered with excitement. “You sound confident we’ll be back together.”

“If you truly wanted to support Bernard in his efforts, you could always go on tour with him and there is nothing stopping you from doing so.”

“I work for you, remember?” She bit back. “I have a career here; therefore, I wouldn’t be able to go on tour with him.”

Scott leaned in closer and Mariana inhaled his musky scent. She didn’t like how she became almost instantly wet with need and desire. “And again, nothing is stopping you from going on tour with your boyfriend, Mariana. You could always quit and go to another firm if you feel uncomfortable and I’ll be sure to give you a strong letter of recommendation and support.”

“Why didn’t you fight for us?” She finally asked, desperate to know his answer but afraid to hear it. “You told me to give you time and I did but you did nothing.”

“How much time did you actually give me?” He countered back. “You went home with him that same night.”

She bit back the frustrating tears that were begging to form around her eyes. She didn’t realize he might have seen them together after the bathroom incident. She re-opened her eyes and saw his staring back at her. She always hated how intense the green in his eyes became when he was either heartbroken or pissed about something. Mariana couldn’t tell which emotion he was currently feeling as his eyes bored into her. “I didn’t go home with him.”

“But you left with him,” Scott shrugged, “same difference.”

“B. dropped me off and…” Mariana hesitated on what she wanted to say next. That was a part of the story Scott probably didn’t need to know and she couldn’t see what good it would’ve done if he did know the truth.

“You were saying?”

“You moved on pretty soon as well,” Mariana didn’t dare to hide the anger in her voice when she thought of Dove, “I’m not the guilty one in this.”

“Looks can be deceiving,” he softly replied.

“So, you sending Bernard on a faraway tour is your big plan in getting me back?” She asked. “And I’m supposed to run back to you with open arms?”

“You want me to fight, but you don’t want to be around when I win?” He pointed out. “That says a whole lot more about you than it does me, Mari.”

“And what about your new flavor of the month?” She refused to mention Dove’s name.

Scott chuckled. “You were concerned about my involvement with your boyfriend, yet you’re mentioning my girlfriend. Well, I have to say that’s comical.”

“You know how to work a sista’s nerve, you know that?”

“I know how to work a lot of body parts on a sista, if I remember correctly.” He grinned.

Oh, she remembered. She remembered the various positions they would be in. She remembered the times she went to work bowlegged. She remembered how much she loved being spanked by him. She remembered how much she hated orgasm denial before he would bless her with that sweet, torturous release. She remembered him demanding her to milk his cock with her pussy as she climaxed.

She remembered how much she was in love with him.

There went those lustful feelings again—except now it was hunger and Mariana was starving for Scott to feed her. “You know, money isn’t everything, Scott,” Mariana gave a sly smile, “he doesn’t have to spend a lot of money to impress me.”

“I didn’t spend a lot of money to impress you,” Scott returned the smile, “in fact, I can vividly recall the dental-floss panties I bought for you only cost a few bucks each.” Mariana cleared her throat and brushed a lock of hair behind an ear. “You’re wearing those panties right now, aren’t you?”

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I Need You is available in e-book form on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Smashwords, and All Romance.

S&M IV will be out very, very soon.