Writing BDSM – Contemporary vs. Historical by Normandie Alleman (@normandiea)

normandiealleman_tourbuttonAs someone who writes BDSM erotic scenes in both a contemporary and a historical setting, I find that in historical books I have my work cut out for me.

Think back to the 1600’s. There were no “dungeon BDSM clubs”. Back then they were real dungeons and I don’t think many people getting beaten in them were offered the luxury of a safeword. The whips they used were intended to do serious harm and open the skin, while today’s floggings might raise a pink welt.

They didn’t have the toys we do. No magic wands or rabbits, no nipple clamps. (Imagine my chagrin to find they didn’t even invent clothespins for another century!) So what’s an author of days gone-by kinkiness to do? Get creative.

Rope is a pirate and a kinkster’s best friend. Pirate ships are filled with it, and our hero in the Pirates of the Jolie Rouge series, Gaston, uses it frequently on his beloved Frederica. In the following scene he uses another product easily found in the seventeenth century – candle wax – to enhance his bedroom play with his submissive Frederica.

Bound by the BuccaneerHere’s an excerpt from my latest erotic historical novella Bound by the Buccaneer

Without preamble he spread her legs wide and swiftly entered her. Her drenched cunt offered him easy access to the depths of her canal, and he drove into her like a man possessed. His strokes were long and languid but powerful, dragging out their pleasure as if he wanted to wring every drop of passion from her. His deliberate pace increased her anticipation by making her wait for him to fill her each time. She writhed underneath him, thinking that his cock plundering her pussy was so delicious she might never be able to get enough. But then he buried himself so deep inside her that she felt the tip of his penis smash into her cervix. The result was the sweet combination of pleasure and pain. It hurt, but she desperately wanted more.

His fingers fisted her hair, and he yanked on it as he fucked her. Her scalp screamed, but her pussy clamped down hard on his cock, her walls contracting around him like a vice. She arched her back and he pinched both her nipples, rolling them between his fingertips. Then he pulled them upward until her cries of lust morphed to something darker.

Then he withdrew, reached over and removed the candle from the lantern. He held it over her body, a devilish look on his face.

She felt her body stiffen, her eyes widen. He’d done this once before and the experience had been an extreme combination of pleasure and pain. Overall she’d enjoyed it, but she remembered some of the hottest droplets of wax scorching her skin.

“Scared?” he taunted.

She struggled for something to say, but nothing came to her. She couldn’t honestly say no, but if she dared to deny it, she worried if he’d think of something even more dastardly to do to her. Yet her pride kept her from admitting to fear.

“What’s the matter? Lost your voice?”

“No, sir,” she gulped.

Waggling his brow he winked at her as he towered over her, candle poised just above her stomach. “That’s alright. Your face tells me all I need to know.”

She watched as the first droplet crashed against the pale, sensitive skin of her belly. The liquid fire burned. She winced and prepared for the next one.

In an unexpected but welcome move, Gaston rubbed the tip of his cock around the opening to her pussy. Her hips gyrated, wanting him inside her again. His eyes darkened with desire as he took in the picture of his helpless, wanton captive beneath him.

“Who do you belong to wench?” he asked, anger in his voice.

Another droplet of scalding hot wax splashed onto her breast, and she found herself lifting her chest searching for the next one. Something in the back of her mind told her it was insane to want more of this treatment, but she squelched the intrusive voice and gave in to her cravings.

“You, master. I belong to you,” she answered. It aroused her to think of herself as his. His property. His woman to do with as he chose. She realized there was nothing he loved better than dominating her, and she drew in a ragged breath. Exhaling, she realized there was nothing she loved better than allowing him to.

 

Bound by the Buccaneer

Two years have passed since Frederica joined Gaston aboard the Ocean’s Knave, and with every passing hour they have fallen more deeply in love. By day she is the ship’s physician, but at night she serves her captain in his bed, offering her body for him to punish and pleasure until she begs for more. But after a successful run of raiding other pirate ships, the couple have a target on their backs.

Their only hope is to form an alliance with a trio of like-minded captains, but in order to guarantee the cooperation of these unyielding, battle-hardened men, Gaston is forced to offer them a night with Frederica. Reluctantly, she agrees to be shared with the men, but afterwards Gaston finds it difficult to forgive himself for bartering Frederica’s charms. As jealousy and desperation threaten to consume him, will Gaston lose his beloved Frederica or can he weather the storm and find a way to bind her to him forever?

Publisher’s Note: Bound by the Buccaneer is the second book of the Pirates of the Jolie Rouge trilogy, which began with Rescued by the Buccaneer. It is an adventure and erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes including a foursome, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more.

You can pick up your copy of Bound by the Buccaneer today:

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Since the Pirate of the Jolie Rouge Trilogy is best read in order, here’s more about the first book:

Rescued by the BuccaneerRescued by the Buccaneer

When Frederica Beauchamp boards a ship for the Americas, she dreams of a life filled with adventure, but she gets more than she bargained for when her passenger ship is attacked by pirates.  The heartless men kidnap her and force her to serve their captain—a fate that might be worse than death, since though he does not have his way with her, the captain delights in baring her, shaming her, and thrashing her bare bottom as punishment for every imagined disobedience.

After the pirates bring aboard an injured man found floating in the sea, Frederica tends to his wounds and learns that he is Gaston Galette, a survivor of a shipwrecked vessel. Gaston seeks her help to overthrow the vile captain, but when their plan goes awry he is forced to use all of his wiles to save them. As the naïve girl and the seasoned sailor navigate one perilous situation after another, he informs Frederica that the only way they can survive is if he is in command, and that if she thinks things can be otherwise, she will be taken over his knee for a bare bottom spanking.

As he watches the proud, willful Frederica bow to his authority, however, Gaston worries that her growing hold on his heart will be his downfall. He knows he cannot take a woman with him when he returns to his ship and crew, but when Frederica accepts his lustful dominance completely, submitting to him with grace and beauty no other woman could match, Gaston realizes that he may never be able to let her go.

Publisher’s Note: Rescued by the Buccaneer is the first book of the Pirates of the Jolie Rouge trilogy. It is an adventure and erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes including elements of BDSM and humiliation, and more.

You can find Rescued by the Buccaneer here:

Amazon: http://amzn.to/MIQL4h
Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/1dXBCU5
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Kobo: bit.ly/1hLLsfS

 

AllemanLogoSmallAbout the Author

A former psychologist, Normandie has always been fascinated by human behavior. She loves writing quirky characters that are all too human. Fiber arts, baking, and Pinterest are a few of her favorite pastimes. She lives on a farm with a passel of kids, an adorable husband, and a pet pig who’s crazy for Red Bull.

Find her here:

Twitter at @NormandieA  https://twitter.com/NormandieA
Pinterest at http://pinterest.com/NormandieA
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/NormandieAlleman
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Normandie-Alleman/e/B00BNUDVFW
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6893037.Normandie_Alleman
Her website: www.normandiealleman.com

 

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Mid Week Tease: “Naked. Now.” #MWTease

MidWeekTease2Hi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease. This week I’m sharing a tease from my F/F paranormal novella Weekend at Wilderhope Manor, which appears in the just-released What to Read After Fifty Shades of Grey Collection #4, which is 11 stories for just $0.99/77p for a limited time!

She sucked as much of Jenny’s plump flesh into her mouth as she could, relishing the feel of it and the slight salty taste of her skin. She dragged her tongue around and across Jenny’s breast, every now and again giving a teasing flick to the aching bud at its tip. Jenny’s hands were in Stephanie’s dark hair, holding her head tightly as if to prevent her escape. Which was silly, given there was nowhere else she would rather be. Except between Jenny’s naked and parted thighs, perhaps.

Before long, she was glad she had a hold of her girlfriend. Jenny was writhing madly on her lap and mewls and whimpers were issuing from her parted lips. Pulling her mouth from Jenny’s breast with a wet pop, she immediately latched onto the other one, giving it the same attention she’d given its twin. She swapped her arms around too, her more dominant right arm now being the one to keep Jenny in place. Taking full advantage of that fact, she danced her tongue relentlessly across the stiff bud of Jenny’s left breast, teasing and playing with her, enjoying each sexy reaction she elicited.

Despite the fact she was the one giving the pleasure, Stephanie was still plenty aroused. She felt her pussy becoming increasingly slick beneath her clothes. Her clit throbbed, aching to be touched. She suspected Jenny felt the same way as she rolled her hips almost violently, obviously trying to get some friction on that needy bundle of nerve endings at the apex of her vulva.

Disentangling herself from her girlfriend’s vice-like grip on her head, she pulled
Jenny’s luscious breast out of her mouth, and said, “Naked. Now.”

You can get your copy of What to Read After FSOG #4 here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/what-to-read-after-fsog-part-four/

And add it to your Goodreads shelves here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22837834-what-to-read-after-fsog

Don’t forget to check out all the other blogs taking part!



Storm Stallion by Kate Hill

Storm StallionBook 8 in the Horsemen Series

Blurb:

From the moment Ivan rescued Bala from the inferno that wiped out her village, he has been in love with her. Knowing the young widow’s heart belongs to her husband who died from the Horseman Plague, he struggles to keep his passion for her a secret.

Bala is burdened by guilt over the lustful fantasies she’s been having about the handsome Fighting Carrier. When he surprises them both by asking her to marry him, she accepts. With Ivan she enjoys a sexual freedom she has never experienced before. Despite their love for each other, their marriage is threatened by the shadow of her first husband.

Ivan and Bala realize they’re meant to be together, but first they have to find their way back to each other.

Purchase Link: http://www.ellorascave.com/storm-stallion.html

 

 

The following excerpt from Storm Stallion is for readers 18 and over.

Ivan stepped in, carrying the bucket of water. He emptied it into the tub and Bala took his shirt and knelt to wash it.

He glanced around and asked, “Where’s Reena?”

“At Jane’s. She’s going to watch her while we go to Jian’s.”

A grin tugged at his lips. “We’re alone?”

Still scrubbing, Bala tilted her gaze up to him and smiled. “Yes. We’re alone.”

Ivan knelt behind her and covered her wet hands with his as she washed his shirt. “You shouldn’t be doing all the work. I can help.”

Her smile broadened and she glanced at him from the corner of her eye, loving the sensation of his warm, hard body and the gentle brush of his bearded face against her cheek.

“It’s only one shirt,” she said.

“You don’t want my help?” he whispered close to her ear, then gently nipped the lobe.

Bala’s eyes closed for a moment and she leaned against him. “I didn’t say that.”

“Why don’t you wash the shirt later?” He tugged the garment from her with one hand while sliding his arm around her waist. He nuzzled her neck and Bala resisted the urge to moan.

He pushed the washtub away as he moved in front of her and took her in his arms. His mouth claimed hers in a tender yet passionate kiss. Sliding her arms around him, Bala moaned, pressing her body closer to his.

Ivan lay on his back, still holding Bala close. She laughed softly as she ended up on top of him, her breasts pressed to his hard, bare chest. For so long she’d admired Ivan’s strong physique. He was a warrior, a man of strength and stamina, but also one of compassion. She’d seen how gentle Ivan was with Reena. Even now he could crush her, but he touched and kissed her with tenderness.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said, gazing into her eyes and caressing her face. His large hand splayed against her lower back. His hard cock pressed against her pelvis and her clit ached for him.

He kissed her again and she responded enthusiastically. Unable to resist, she undulated against him, loving how his stiffness rubbed where she was so warm and needy.

Their tongues danced and Bala threaded her fingers through his dark, wavy hair.

Groaning, Ivan rolled her onto her back and loomed above her, supporting most of his weight on his hands braced on either side of her head.

“Bala, I’ve wanted you for so long. I can’t believe you’re finally mine.”

 

About Kate Hill

Always a fan of romance and the paranormal, Kate Hill started writing over twenty years ago for pleasure. Her first story, a short erotic vampire tale, was accepted for publication in 1996. Since then she has sold over one hundred short stories, novellas and novels.

When she’s not working on her books, Kate enjoys reading, working out and spending time with her family and pets.

Kate also writes under the pen name Saloni Quinby. She enjoys hearing from readers and she can be contacted at katehill@sprintmail.com. You can find Kate online at http://www.kate-hill.com, http://www.twitter.com/katehillromance and https://www.facebook.com/katehillsaloniquinby.

It’s My Birthday! – News and Celebrations

Hi everyone,

Since it’s my birthday (hip hip hooray!), I thought it would be a good excuse to swing by and give you some updates. There have been so many that I haven’t been able to squeeze them in amongst all my awesome guest bloggers and other posts – I like to only post one thing a day on here, if possible. Social media, of course, is fair game. As you probably already know, I waffle on rather a lot over there 😉

Firstly, today is the release of the WTRAFSOG box set number four, of which I’m excited to be a part. It’s a bundle of previously-released stories, including mine, Weekend at Wilderhope Manor. There’s a Facebook party taking place all day, and it’d be fantastic if you could swing by and say hello. It’s here.

Next up… just in case you missed it amongst all the insanity, these new books hit the shelves:

Smut by the Sea Volume 3 – co-edited by myself and Victoria Blisse, and containing my story, Hermit.

The Big Book of Submission – contains my story, Without Question.

Can’t Get Enough – contains my story, When He Gets Home.

Summer Loving – this one deserves a special mention. Not because the others are rubbish or anything, far from it, (trust me, click the links, check out the pages and read the reviews!) but because every single sale of this book is going to help Sommer Marsden and her family. Her husband, “the man” as he is affectionately known, has pancreatic cancer, and as such the family’s finances have been drastically reduced – as if the situation wasn’t stressful enough. So a bunch of fantastic writers have donated stories, with Alison Tyler compiling and editing them, and Selena Kitt’s eXcessica publishing them. And every penny goes to help Sommer and her family. That’s why I love the erotica and erotic romance community so much. Well, one of the many reasons, anyway! So please, if you can only buy one book, make it this one. My story is called Heat Upon Heat.

Also, the popular Alpha’s Claim: Manlove Edition anthology from Evernight Publishing is now available in paperback format. Links here.

As if all that wasn’t exciting enough… I have two upcoming releases which I’d like to share (well, I have more than two, but these are the ones I can dish the dirt on!).

In just FOUR DAYS (told you I was excited) my second novel, Pack of Lies, will be released. It’s a paranormal erotic romance with both M/F and M/M pairings. I absolutely adored writing this book and hope that my readers enjoy it. There will be more information on Wednesday, of course,  but for now, here’s the blurb (and don’t you just love that cover?!):

Werewolf brothers Matthew and Isaac have lived in the peaceful village of Eyam all their lives. The villagers know what happens every full moon, and are happy to keep their secret. But their privacy comes at a cost—neither brother has taken a lover in almost four hundred years.

Then at the full moon, a sheep is slaughtered on Eyam Moor, by what could only be an animal. A large, vicious animal. Even the brothers’ staunchest supporters begin to have their doubts. Meanwhile Isaac is smitten by a handsome newcomer to the village, while a vivacious visitor is happy to offer Matthew her all.

As they indulge their lust, they must clear their names and convince their neighbours that they aren’t also letting their baser instincts out to play.

Inside Scoop: This book contains sizzling scenes of both M/M and M/F sex.

I’d love it if you could add it to your Goodreads shelves here.

And last but certainly not least, here’s some information on another bundle I’m taking part in. Unconditional Surrender is a M/M military erotic romance collection containing sixteen brand new novellas, including mine, Desert Heat, which is about a British Army soldier and his Afghani interpreter. Yum 😀 It’s due onto digital shelves in October. Here’s the blurb:

Strong. Sexy. Sizzling.

There’s nothing like a man in uniform, and sixteen of today’s hottest gay romance authors are celebrating military heroes and the men brave enough to love them.

These brand-new novellas feature all branches of the service and offer something for every reader. Almost 300,000 never before published words!

Contains stories from Cat Grant, Cassandra Carr, Annabeth Albert, Brien Michaels, L.A. Witt, E.M. Lynley, Lia Davis, Sasha Devlin, Sam Schooler, Lucy Felthouse, Rhi Etzweiler, Kerry Adrienne, Amelia Gormley, Keira Andrews, VJ Summers and Brit Blaise.

Add it to your Goodreads shelves here.

Think that lot will keep you going for a while? Hope so – I’m off to collapse in a corner with a cold drink 😉

Happy Reading,

Lucy x

Sunday Snog – Pack of Lies

Sunday Snog

Pack of LiesIt’s time for another Sunday Snog, yay! This time, I’m sharing something completely new. My next novel, Pack of Lies, comes out on Friday, so here’s a delicious snog from that…

“Yep. Come here.” Nathaniel snaked out a hand and gripped the back of Isaac’s neck, pulling him in for a heat-filled, passionate kiss. Their need for each other made them clumsy. Their teeth clashed together, but neither man cared. They continued to kiss hungrily, their tongues dueling for dominance, fighting then dancing together in an erotic movement that had them both gasping for air within seconds. Moving away to drag in precious lungfuls, they gazed at each other before diving back into their kiss.

Isaac cupped Nathaniel’s stubble-covered cheeks and pulled him in harder still, until their lips were pressed so bruisingly together they’d be showing signs for a long time afterward. God, he wanted him. Needed him. At this stage being sucked off and exploding down Nathaniel’s throat would do, but what he really wanted was to be buried deep inside his arse, fucking him until they both screamed their climaxes.

Kissing the other man until his jaw ached, Isaac pulled away and ran a hand through his hair, enjoying the hungry look on Nathaniel’s face, not to mention the glimpse of his cock, which was hard again despite his recent orgasm.

“Fuck, Nath, I want you.”

Nathaniel grinned, his green eyes glinting and his dimples deepening, threatening to send Isaac into a meltdown. “How do you want me, gorgeous?”

“On your back on the bed. I want to see your face as I fuck you.”

You can get your hands on Pack of Lies here.

Add it to your Goodreads shelves: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22756241-pack-of-lies

Also, don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!

My Sexy Saturday #33 – Our Sexy Love #MySexySaturday

My Sexy Saturday

Welcome back to My Sexy Saturday. This is where writers post either 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from their published work or work in progress, sticking to the week’s theme. This week’s theme is our sexy love. I’m sharing an excerpt from my erotic romance novel, Stately Pleasures.

‘We’ve waited for you for a very long time, and we hated the thought of having to let you go. Now we don’t have to, I’m a very, very happy man.’

‘That makes two of us,’ Ethan said from close behind her. She turned in Jeremy’s arms to face her other lover, reached up and slipped her arms around his neck. He bent and kissed her, his skilful lips and tongue sending her pussy into a complete meltdown.

Sandwiched between the two sweetest, kindest, most attractive men she’d ever met, Alice sent her heartfelt thanks to whatever deity might be listening. She was the luckiest girl in the damn world.

‘Hey, Alice,’ Jeremy murmured into her ear.

She didn’t pull away from Ethan. Instead she made a “uh-huh?” noise into his mouth, knowing Jeremy would hear it.

‘I love you.’

That stopped her in her tracks. She pulled away from Ethan and looked at Jeremy over her shoulder. Grinning, she said, ‘I love you too.’ Then she turned back to Ethan. ‘And I love you.’

You can buy Stately Pleasures here.

Please use the list below to head on over to the other blogs participating in My Sexy Saturday, and don’t forget to leave us all comments, we love ’em!

Happy Reading,

Lucy x