The Responsibility Of Choice – Guest Post By Christine Blackthorn

My guest today is Christine Blackthorn, who has not only written an unusual and engrossing paranormal novel, but has some very interesting thoughts on BDSM. Welcome to the Naughty Corner, Christine.

This post is the result of reading too much BDSM erotica and blog posts. Oh, and actually a real life avarietyofchainsconversation. It is also not a new sentiment – I have said so before. The summary of my point is easy – and really hard: you always have the responsibility of choice. No one can take that from you. No one is allowed to take that from you. You choose to submit and you choose to submit to whomever it is who holds the reigns.

You cannot get around the responsibility to choose – or the right to choose.

Every time you get tied up, every time you get flogged, every time you are punished, every time you serve — you make that choice. It’s a silent choice, you made that choice when you trusted the man or woman you gave your submission to. But it is still a choice. It gives you rights and duties.

You have the right that the other person acts with your best interest in mind — and the duty to do the same. The other is not a mind reader. The other is not perfect. He/She has accepted the responsibility when you play, or in the times you serve Him/Her, but, at the same time, you have the responsibility to talk to Him/Her.

If it is something old or new, somewhere in this there has to be the time, and the courage, to discuss what you do — even do some research together. There will come moments when you are asked to do something you are uncomfortable with, frightens you. There will be moments when you do it anyway because He/She asks you to. That is great — but it is still your choice. And there might be moments in which you are asked to do something, to endure something, you definitely cannot. It is your responsibility to tell the other what you feel and think. That is your duty.

If they then ignore you and harm you, they have not fulfilled their own responsibility. They chose to betray you — and that is never ok.

The choice is always with both of you, just as abuse can go both ways. If as a submissive you do not talk, are not honest, do not take responsibility for your choice, you harm the person who accepted your trust. It is not fair, it is not ok — and no fantasy can get you over that.

You are an adult. You can choose to do what you want, you can choose to submit, you can choose to be hurt and loving it, you can choose to give up control over every decision of your life — safe one decision. You cannot choose not to choose. And you cannot choose not to talk about it with the person you chose to trust for however long you decided to play — a few hours or a lifetime.

A Variety of Chains excerpt

Slowly, he lowered more and more of his weight to rest on her until she could feel his hard and still clothed limbs against her nakedness. His arousal was unmistakable as it rested in the embrace of her body, only separated from her skin by the fabric of his trousers. His hand stroked down, over her hip to her knee, before he hooked a hand underneath it and brought it up to his waist, opening her further to him.

She wanted to blame the hour, so close to the fourteenth, for the wetness soaking his trousers, but knew that would not be entirely honest. Her body was wet with arousal and spasms of pleasure were tightening her womb. He started to roll his hips, stroking the fabric over a part of her that she had not realised could become so sensitive. With each stroke of his body against hers, something tensed in her a little more. His lips started to play with hers again, teasingly stroking over them and then nipping her with lightning speed. She needed something she did not know she needed, and with every second it seemed to come closer. The sound ripped from her throat was between a moan and a sob – and it stopped him in his tracks.

His brow came to rest against hers on a moan. “There is nothing I want more than to continue this so that when I ask you again if you have ever had an orgasm, you are in no doubt at all, but unfortunately now is not the time. Now is too close to midnight, and it would be careless of me to lose control.”

Blurb

Kathryn McClusky is an ErGer – a rare and highly prized individual in the supernatural world.

She has spent her life running and hiding, but circumstances have changed and the only way to protect her family is to hand herself over to the Vampire Lord of London to face slavery or death.

Lucian Neben runs his London court with a stern but fair hand, but political pressures are building from both the human and fey worlds, and taking possession of an ErGer would cement his position of power.

Kathryn is vulnerable and broken almost beyond repair, but she holds in her hands the one treasure Lucian desperately wants – the possibility of home and family.

Can he teach her to open herself up; to choose to life, and him, before reality forces him to take her freedom?

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Author Bio

christineblackthornIn “real” life, I am an academic with degrees in Political Science, Economics, Philosophy and Law and an insatiable desire to confound, baffle and disconcert my students. Someone once suggested to me the reason for my stories lay in the desire to offset the tedium and rationality of academic life. He wasn’t an academic or he would have known better. It is best to use research against tedium, students to offset the rationality and an unlimited supply of stressballs for the faculty meetings. The stories? Well, they are just for me – like a mental manicure.

I also write a blog on Feminism and Erotica – come talk to me:

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Power Chords Is Coming Soon

Like a little bit of rock and role with your dom/sub power play? Well, Power Chords, my MM BDSM rock star novella (such a nice combination of words, don’t you think?) will be available to pre-order from Pride Publishing at the end of September.

Here’s the blurb, to whet your appetite:

Music is his life – submission is his desire

As part of the hottest rock band on the planet, Code Black, Dax Carter and Jordan Black have it all. Their music is driven by their love-hate relationship, and their fans love the conflict they create on stage. It doesn’t help that there’s a simmering attraction between them that Dax refuses to acknowledge because he’s conflicted about being bisexual. Jordan fantasises about submitting to Dax, who has all the attributes of his perfect master.

Under pressure to write the songs for their new album, their manager hires an isolated cabin so Dax and Jordan can have perfect quiet to create. Cooped up together, their creative and personal tension comes to a head. What starts as a fist fight turns into something much more erotic. Has Dax finally realised what Jordan wants from him, and how will Jordan react when he is forced to obey all of Dax’s desires? Can their relationship in and out of the band ever be the same again?

To visit the book’s page on the Pride Publishing site, you can click on the nifty little graphic below, and get ready to rock…

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Book Review: Fight The Tide By Kiera Andrews

fight the tideThe world is in the grip of a viral plague, supposedly released by a weird religious cult, that has turned most of the population into flesh-hungry ‘creepers’. Having escaped the carnage on mainland America, human Parker and werewolf Adam are on board the Bella Luna, trying to find a safe haven. They begin receiving messages from an island community promising them a place to stay, but as anyone who’s well versed in zombie horror clichés will know, any offer like that is almost certainly too good to be true. Throw in a pirate attack on the boat, and a family group that Parker and Adam team up with and need to protect, adding a whole new level of peril to the situation, and things between the two men become ever more tense. Is their love strong enough to survive everything that is thrown at them?

Fight The Tide is the sequel to A Kick At The Darkness, in which the creeper apocalypse occurs and Adam and Parker team up and fall in love. It helps to have read that book first, as you’re plunged straight into Parker and Adam’s world with very little in the way of establishing backstory. Their dilemma about whether or not they should seek refuge on Salvation Island, and their attempts to bond with Craig and Abby and their children, Lily and Jacob, are believable and gripping. The storyline offers Andrews the opportunity to explore what it might be like to grow up gay in a world where old rules and opinions no longer apply, as well as providing some well-crafted and horrific fights with the creepers. Indeed, the whole story is so entertaining that the sex scenes, hot as they are, and Parker’s attempts to prove that events haven’t broken him emotionally, start to become superfluous to the plot.

And speaking of sex, there’s one scene that unexpectedly tried my patience with the book. Skip this paragraph if freaky anatomy isn’t your thing, but apparently a werewolf’s rear passage is so flexible that it takes a hell of a lot of filling. Not only does Parker manage to fit his whole fist into Adam’s hole, he can also get his cock in there at the same time, effectively masturbating himself inside his lover. Maybe it’s the fact that I spent so many years removing all the physical impossibilities from the letters readers sent in to Forum, but this description came off as silly, not sexy. I’d be genuinely interested to know whether anyone finds this a turn-on.

Plenty of questions remain to be answered at the end of Fight The Tide; many of them relating to Adam’s upbringing as a lone wolf following the death of his family. A third book is promised, to the delight of Kiera Andrews’ many fans, which may answer some of them – although with rumours of a fourth book, probably not all of them…

Fight The Tide is available from various retailers including Amazon and AllRomance, and you can find out more about Keira Andrews on her website. I was given a copy of the book by Indigo Marketing and Design in return for an honest review.

Book Review: Reaction Shot By Parker Avrile

reaction shotShale Shelby (yes, really) has a bad boy past – at the age of 22, he’s just got out of a relationship with a wealthy Chinese crime lord that saw him running money-laundering trips between the US and Macau. Hoping to return to a quiet life, he’s invited to perform a BDSM scene in a swanky Las Vegas penthouse suite and finds himself up close and personal with rising movie star Lyndon Becker. The two enjoy a night of thrilling sex, but the arrival of a video clip showing them in action threatens to destroy Lyndon’s career. To find out who’s blackmailing Lyndon, Shale needs to call in favours from the man he thought he’d never see again – and in doing so, he may well drag both himself and Lyndon to hell…

Reaction Shot is billed as a BDSM thriller, but it takes quite a while for the thriller element of the novel to kick in. At first, this appears to be just a series of intense play scenes between bratty bottom Shale and arrogant top Lyndon. (Not that it would be a bad thing, because the sex is so hot it’s almost volcanic.) However, once Shale returns to Macau in his attempt to stop Lyndon being blackmailed, things get very dark very quickly. This section of the book is not for those who are happiest reading about a little tie and tease – there’s prolonged mental torture, blood and knife play, and a serious lack of respect for limits. Parker Avrile points out in the introduction that this isn’t how BDSM works in the real world, and by now we should have moved on far enough from Fifty Shades that not every book needs to have a prolonged negotiation of limits scene and a properly drawn up slave contract to show E.L. James how it’s really done. Even so, the early part of the book may lull readers into expecting a straightforward hot romance, which it most decidedly isn’t. Shale and Lyndon are complex, sometimes unlikeable characters, and the initial cockiness of both men may come across as off-putting. However, Avrile is a fine writer who captures the nuances of a domination and submission scene (even if she does have a tendency to overuse the word ‘fuck’ in dialogue), and the secret part of themselves lovers will only reveal when the time and the trust levels are right. And if you’re comfortable with BDSM play that threatens to go over the edge there’s plenty in Reaction Shot to enjoy.

Reaction Shot is published by Paris April Press and is available from Amazon US and Amazon UK. You can find out more about the book at Goodreads.

I was given a copy of the book by Indigo Marketing in return for an honest review.

A Menage Of A Different Kind – Guest Post By K D Grace

My guest today is long-time friend of the Naughty Corner, K D Grace, who has a juicy book excerpt and a prize giveaway to share. Welcome, K D!

Giveaway: To help me celebrate the launch of Landscapes, I’m giving away a $30/£20 Amazon gift voucher. Enter via the Rafflecopter for chances to win!  

A Vampire, a succubus and a Landscaper Go into a Pub: A Ménage of a Different Kind

Thanks so much for hosting me on the very first day of my Landscapes blog tour and giveaway, Liz! It’s always a pleasure to be your guest. I’m very excited to be here.

A vampire, a succubus and a landscaper go into a pub. No, it’s not the first line of a joke, though ourkdgrace-landscapes-final succubus might view it that way. She has a very skewed sense of humour and, though this love story isn’t hers, Talia Zephora finds herself playing cupid for our boys, Alonso and Reese, in a most peculiar, more than a little bit kinky way. Talia is close friend and familiar to vampire, Alonso Darlington. She’s also his liaison with the mortal world, which he tries to avoid as much as possible. Like all succubae, Talia is completely irresistible when she works her magic, but Talia is the succubus with a little extra. She’s a bit like a living, breathing flash drive. She can take into herself the details of a person and their life when she has sex with them and then give that information back, exactly as she experienced it, to whomever she has sex with next. This makes her particularly essential to Alonso, who doesn’t trust himself with mortals. He knows that no matter how civilized he endeavors to become, at the end of the day he’s a very dangerous predator, and he can never be close to humans without a risk to them.

That doesn’t keep him from lusting for mortal landscaper, Reese Chambers. In fact, he wants Reese in the worst sort of way. The attraction is instant and devastating, so Alonso sends Talia to seduce Reese and bring back the experience of the man, so that he can get to know him from a safe distance by having sex with her. While it may be Talia’s body Alonso is actually having sex with, it’s the whole experience of making love to Reese and more that she brings back to him.

When Alonso is bold enough to hire Reese to do some landscaping of a derelict garden on his ancestral Lakeland home, again, he uses Talia to make love to Reese so that Reese can experience him.

The thing about Talia is that she doesn’t like secrets, and she doesn’t like dishonesty. If the two men are hot for each other, well she reckons they ought to know the best and the worst, and she doesn’t mind the minor complication that Reese is falling for a vampire and that she has been the go-between for said vampire. Complications always make for good story, and this one was as much fun to write as it was outrageously sexy, with the intimacy passing through the catalyst of a third party. What started out to be an MM story ended up to be a different kind of ménage, and for all of Talia’s faults and scary-arsedness, she loves her friend, and she wants to see him happy. Here’s a little snippet of just what Talia brings back for Alonso from her first encounter with Reese – unbeknownst to him, of course.

Landscapes Blurb:

Alonso Darlington has a disturbing method of keeping landscaper, Reese Chambers, both safe from and oblivious to his dangerous lust for the man. But Reese isn’t easy to keep secrets from, and Alonso wants way more than to admire the man from afar. Can he risk a real relationship without risking Reese’s life?

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Landscapes Excerpt:

It was nearing dawn when Talia returned to our accommodations smelling of sex, as I knew she would if she were to obtain for me what I wanted. By then my blood burned in my veins, and my body felt too close to me, as though the flesh that I dwelt in suddenly conspired to crush me with its demands. And though I knew that Reese Chambers could not have refused her even if she had come to him as a toothless, foul-smelling hag, I hated her that he had poured himself into her body while I had been left with only my fantasies kindling my lust to an inferno.

Though my need was such that my flesh was fevered and my cock an insistent throb, until she returned, I held myself contained within skin that felt too thin. When she saw the state that I was in, she pulled the heavy drapes with an efficient tug, then with a nod of her head, motioned me to follow her down into the basement room that had been prepared for me. When she turned to me at the foot of the bed, before she could opened her kiss-bruised lips to speak, I took her mouth, starving for the first taste of him, the taste of his saliva, the taste of his blood, mixed with hers. She’d bitten him; he’d bitten her back. He was rough, and he liked to be treated rough, but he kept that to himself. He was embarrassed by it. His lips were slightly chapped from so much time in the sun and wind, and they’d slid against hers, suckling and stroking and pressing until her mouth opened to his. With ravenous laps of my tongue, I tasted him in her mouth, and she held back the moan of response, so I could hear the echoes of his groans, heavy with need he’d not satisfied in awhile, and I felt kinship in my own unsatisfied needs. Images of him flashed through my head. Christ, his eyes were green, dark green like the evergreen forests of the north, and he kept them open when he kissed her, taking her in with his eyes.

I shoved aside the silk of her low bodice exposing her breasts, breasts that his hands had cupped. My nipples peeked to sharp aching points at the feel of his calloused thumbs raking, pressing and releasing. I breathed in his scent on her breasts, burying my face in her cleavage, licking the taste of salty, slightly picante maleness, sniffing and tasting until I could stand it no more. In one violent jerk, I tore the dress all the way down and shoved it off her shoulders, away from the flesh he had licked and kissed and mounted. I cried out at the feel of him, weight on one elbow, knee spreading her thighs, fingers opening her heaviness, anxious to penetrate, anxious to relieve his need. And then, with Talia free of clothing, Reese Chambers’ essence filled the room. Talia’s panties were still wet with his semen mixed with her humid desire, and I tore them from her and forced her onto her stomach, onto her hands and knees, so that it was not her face I saw, but his that I imagined. With hands on her hips, I raised her bottom in the air and spread her still swollen, still slippery folds with fingers made awkward by my arousal, letting the scent of his hot bread and honey release intoxicate me. Then I buried my face in her snatch and, as I ate his lust from her, I knew him.

He was Cumbrian born and bred, and his accent was the soft lilting sound of the fells. He was a landscaper and a gardener by trade. His hands held the magic of the earth and his mind conceived ideas for beautiful outdoor spaces; those he liked best were patterned after Renaissance and medieval gardens. He was homesick and heartsick. He’d gone to Surrey to work with his father because the money was good. But his father had died recently and he had returned home to Cumbria. He didn’t care if he had to work in a pub or muck stables. He wanted to be home. He missed the people and he missed the fells. He missed the simpler, more honest rhythms of life. He was shy, even a bit reclusive. He read voraciously and widely, he liked astronomy and he was afraid of snakes, though it embarrassed him to admit it. He hadn’t had sex in a long time, and found it better to have a wank session than a meaningless encounter. The facts of him, the details of his life raced at me in a flood I consumed ravenously with each lap of my tongue.

As I ate Talia I felt the shape of his face, the curve of his chin, the rise and fall of his chest as he had done the same. I felt the soft tuft of bronze curls nestled between the hard rise of his pecs and the courser, deeper curls that caressed his testicles and his cock when it was at rest, but it hadn’t been at rest. How many times had he taken her? He was thick enough to fill her and the friction of him inside was delicious and maddening. The shape of him – I wanted to caress the shape of him, with my hands, with my mouth, and the taking of his essence from Talia was an act of ripping away something that should have been mine. As I bruised her arse with kneading fingers and, as I licked the last of his release from her, she managed a breathless moan. ‘Take the rest. God, Alonso, take the rest, and release me.’

About K D Grace/Grace Marshall

Me and the Battle Rope bondingVoted ETO Best Erotic Author of 2014, and a proud member of The Brit Babes, K D Grace believes Freud was right. In the end, it really is all about sex, well sex and love. And nobody’s happier about that than she is, otherwise, what would she write about?

When she’s not writing, K D is veg gardening. When she’s not gardening, she’s walking. She walks her stories, and she’s serious about it. She and her husband have walked Coast to Coast across England, along with several other long-distance routes. For her, inspiration is directly proportionate to how quickly she wears out a pair of walking boots. She also enjoys martial arts, reading, watching the birds and anything that gets her outdoors.

KD has erotica published with SourceBooks, Xcite Books, Harper Collins Mischief Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Black Lace, Sweetmeats Press and others.

K D’s critically acclaimed erotic romance novels include The Initiation of Ms Holly, Fulfilling the Contract, To Rome with Lust, and The Pet Shop. Her paranormal erotic novel, Body Temperature and Rising, the first book of her Lakeland Witches trilogy, was listed as honorable mention on Violet Blue’s Top 12 Sex Books for 2011. Books two and three, Riding the Ether, and Elemental Fire, are now also available.

K D Grace also writes hot romance as Grace Marshall. An Executive Decision, Identity Crisis, The Exhibition, Interviewing Wade are all available.

Find K D Here:

Websites: http://kdgrace.co.uk/

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Tirgearr’s Smash-ing Offer!

One_Night_in_Brussels_by_Elizabeth_Coldwell-500If you’re looking to stock up on holiday reading, here’s something that will help you load up your e-reader. Tirgearr are having a sale at Smashwords throughout July, and you can get 50 per cent off all their titles. This includes the City Nights erotic romance series, so if you’re travelling to New York, Madrid, Dublin, Amsterdam, San Francisco or Barcelona, to name only a few, you can enjoy a story that’ll give you the authentic flavour of a city combined with some hot and sensual sex. Or you could try my contribution to the series, One Night in Brussels, and discover there’s more to Belgium than an under-achieving football team. (Too soon?)

All the details of this offer are on the banner below – click on it to be taken straight to the Smashwords site.

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Hot Flashes

dirty flash fictionWhen you’re looking for a quick, hot read, nothing hits the spot quite like erotic flash fiction. It gets to the point fast, but even though it’s short, that doesn’t mean it doesn’t reach all those important little places. Dirty Flash Fiction, published by Sexy Little Pages, is a short, short anthology produced by the team calling themselves The Kinky Brits – Jillian Boyd, Charlie J. Forrest, Zak Jane Keir and Anna Sky – and the seven stories in the collection showcase the various things flash fiction does so well. From Charlie J. Forrest’s Gluttony, a depiction of lust and desire that makes its point in a mere handful of paragraphs, to Jillian Boyd’s haunting paranormal tale, Becoming, there’s something to fit every erotic moment. Zak Jane Keir provides both full-on filth (we’d expect nothing less) in the bukkake-themed The Big Five Oh, and a weird speculative mood piece, Even After All. Things are rounded out nicely with Forrest’s saucy Sign Of The Hunted, featuring that classic staple of flash fiction, the twist ending, and Anna Sky’s two stories, Chastised, which offers an intense MM CP scenario, and a bit of deliciously shame-laced female submission courtesy of Intangible Assets.

Hopefully this will be the first in a series – there’s certainly an appetite for authors to write flash and readers to devour it – and it proves that Sexy Little Pages is one of the up-and-coming imprints who intend to try something a little different from the erotic romance norm.

Dirty Flash Fiction is available from Amazon, iTunes and Barnes and Noble.