Showing posts with label Bound & Inked. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bound & Inked. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Guest Post - 3/31/15 - Past Interference by Kathryn R. Blake #CorbinsBend #SpankingRomance

Today on the Neverending Blog Tour, Love in the Rockies (Corbin's Bend Valentine's Day Collection) came up for my blog.  So, I decided to make it easy on myself and promote my own novella in the collection.  So, today I'm a guest author on Naughty Thoughts (hope I don't overstay my welcome).


Blurb:

When Jerry Douglas asks Elly Benson to marry him, he wants their ceremony to be as close to Valentine's Day as possible. Though Elly tearfully accepts Jerry's proposal without hesitation, as she readies herself for her second wedding, the doubts and misgivings of any new bride-to-be are exacerbated by the abuse she suffered during her first marriage. When Elly recalls how quickly her uncertain stomach jitters grew into tight knots of pain on her wedding day, she also remembers how and why she'd fallen in love with and married Arthur, her first husband. A mistake she regrets more and more with each passing hour.

Though she's lived with Jerry for four months now, and been subject to his discipline more than once, her first husband had been kind and careful with her, too, in the beginning. At least until she vowed to love, honor and obey him. And their move to Corbin's Bend turned him from the strict, but caring husband she thought she'd married into a monster she no longer recognized.



Excerpt:

In a flashback, Jerry wants to start a new tradition on Christmas Eve as he and Elly stand before his parents' tree.

After placing a kiss on Elly's head, Jerry handed her a small glass angel ornament. "Here." The crystal wings and bell skirt were so fine and delicate she hesitated to take the figure from his fingers.
"Go on. She's a lot sturdier than she looks. Just grasp the hanging string. I want you to place her on the tree."
"Me? Why?" Elly asked, blinking up at him in wonder. These were the Douglas's traditions, and as welcoming as Jerry's family had been, she was still an outsider.
"Because I want to start a new tradition — tonight. Please?"
Elly carefully pinched the slender golden cord between her thumb and index finger and set the sparkling three-inch figurine on her palm before she glanced at Jerry in surprise. "Did you make this?"
Smiling, he shook his head while his mother, father, two brothers and single sister all took seats on the couches positioned near the tree. Elly held the last ornament to be placed.
"He did have it specially made, however," his mother announced with a grin.
"Mother...," Jerry warned.
Elly examined the fragile angel more closely. "You did?"
"Yes, I did. Look at her eyes."
They were two tiny green stones that matched the color of Elly's irises. She smiled at him, when a sudden sparkle from the angel's halo caught her eye. A garland of diamond-like crystals crowned the celestial being's long crystal locks.
"She's got a halo of shiny stars set in a silver circle," Elly said in wonder, staring at the delicate winged figure.
"The eyes are emeralds, the circle is platinum, the bar set stones are real diamonds, but you're right about the halo, because you are my very own angel." Grasping her free hand in his, Jerry dropped down to one knee. "Eleanor Ann Franklin Benson, would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"
The room grew snowfall silent as Elly's tear-filled eyes gazed down at the man she adored.
"You're asking me to marry you?" Her words emerged as a mere squeak of a sound.
"I told you I would do things right when I proposed. Yes, my heart, I want to spend the rest of my life with you at my side and under my wing. I want to love, hold, cherish and protect you for as long as we both shall live. Will you say yes? Please?"
Elly's mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. Then she gazed at his smiling family gathered to witness their baby lay his heart out on a line. The man, whom she loved most in the world, knelt before her and his closest relatives to claim he wanted her. Her. Overcome with emotion, Elly could only nod her head.
His smile broad, Jerry rose to his feet, cupped her face in his hands and kissed her beneath the sprig of mistletoe his eldest brother held above their heads.

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Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Guest Post - Bound & Inked, where Sheri Savill doesn't color between the lines #BDSM

Sheri Savill does not like coloring between the lines.  She prefers to fill the entire page with the colors of her choice without any limits to her imagination.  Her books are like that, too.  No holds barred, no limiting lines, everything and anything goes.  Today she's going to talk about her May release Bound & Inked as well as her own take on BDSM and life.

Janna wants a tattoo, and sexy tattoo artist Mark knows just what she needs. Together they explore the line between pleasure and pain.

Janna Sommers is a brave woman who knows just what she wants: a tattoo -- a full sleeve black and grey tattoo, to be specific. It's an ambitious goal for anyone's first ink, but when she meets handsome and gifted tattoo artist Mark Temple, she finds herself yearning for something more than one of his original designs.

As she willingly places herself in Mark's experienced -- if sometimes cruel -- hands, she finds herself submitting to a strong and uniquely creative dominant, one who arouses intense physical sensations in her -- both pleasure and pain.

Bound to his tattoo table, will she also allow herself to be used as a living canvas for Mark's ... darker desires? Will she allow herself to be marked, indelibly and forever, as his?


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NOTE: This is an erotic romance novella depicting consenting adults engaging in tattooing, piercing, extensive BDSM content, bondage, sexual scenes including anal, and more. If any of these things offend you, this is not the book for you. Approximately 24,000 words.

[This novella was previously published as Marked for Submission. Please be aware that this is the same story, but also features a few brand-new chapters and other new material, a new cover, and a new title. The book has also been completely re-edited to provide you with a more satisfying reading experience.]


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Okay, Sheri, before we get to your excerpt, bio and links, I'd like to ask a question.


When you write, do you ever model any characters after actual people?
I’ll never tell. Heh. No, seriously, I think all writers infuse their work with at least some “real” don’t they? Even if it’s fantasy, sci-fi, steampunk, horror, whatever, your own values, ways of seeing things, it’s all in there. It has to be. It’s your essence in there. Even if you’re putting on a voice, it’s your put-on voice, if that makes sense. So yes, I write about fictional characters that I make up entirely, but my real life experience in BDSM, since the early 90s, is definitely part of my tone and overall style, my “voice,” as they say. And sometimes I use small phrases in writing that I have used, or still use, in real life. I like my characters to speak a little more realistically, I guess. Aiming more at that in newer writing, too. I read over my older stuff and cringe. I can’t make character-Doms say things that make me laugh because they’re so cliché. For example, “submit to me now!” That kind of thing. Jesus. But I did that as a parody (Bound for Disappointment), though.

I'd love to ask you more questions about your "real life" experiences, but I don't want to keep our readers waiting.  Below is a tantalizing excerpt from "Bound & Inked" by Sheri Savill.


“Sorry, but the thong has to go, girl,” he said.
Her breath came in shallow pants as a gloved hand palmed her pussy and squeezed briefly, then released and moved to the sides of her silky thong. He slipped a finger up under the fabric, raising it off her skin, and pushed the scissors under and snipped. He snipped the other side, fully exposing her cunt as the material fell away. He lightly traced her mound with a gloved finger, looking pensive. It occurred to her that she was like a canvas being prepped for paint – the surface had to be clear, set up for the artist before he could begin to create.
“Definitely don’t want this,” he said as he abruptly yanked the thong completely away and tossed it to the floor.
Oh fuck, I’m so wet. I know he can see how wet I am.
“Someone looks like she’s enjoying this already,” he murmured, staring into her face. “I’m going to start tattooing your arm now. Lots of work to do. And yes, I can guarantee… It’s going to hurt.”
It’s going to hurt. His words set off a strobe-like shudder; her entire body shivered briefly. Janna took a deep breath and released it slowly, realizing that she had a long night ahead of her.
Oh. Wait.” He tilted his head slightly, studying her. Then he reached out and yanked her white tank top up and over her breasts so they were fully exposed. The top bunched up in a roll over the tops of her soft mounds, framing them. “That’s better.” He stepped back a little, looking satisfied.
Janna’s mouth opened slightly, her breath coming shallow as the cool air of the room hit her nipples. How they ached, wanting to be touched…
Oh my God. Oh my God.
It was really all she could think.

Though I hate to leave Janna bound and ready to be inked, I want to tell you a little more about Sheri now as well as where you can purchase her books or visit her online.



SHERI SAVILL is the author of dark BDSM erotic romance, and yes, humor both kinky and vanilla. She is a real-life submissive who was into BDSM way before it was cool. A career in media and journalism (reporter, editor, DJ, copywriter) drove her to the brink of insanity, so she became an attorney and web developer. 
Known for her irreverent blog, Savill is heavily tattooed, pierced, super geeky, easily annoyed yet fun-loving, and caffeinated. She speaks often of a treasured "letter from Dave Barry" that no one has actually seen. Award-winning sex author and columnist Violet Blue called Savill's BDSM parody "painfully, hilariously timeless." 
When she's not charging her portable electronic devices, Savill spends her time writing, thinking about writing, or wishing she had written. She scored a 780 out of 800 on a standardized writing test of some sort and, just as she predicted, has never had to use calculus in her entire adult life.

SHERI SAVILL ON THE WEB:

Website (and blog)
Twitter @sherisavill



Buy Links
Blushing Books: coming soon! 

Also by Sheri Savill:

Owning Julia (BDSM erotic fiction)
Bound for Disappointment: A Parody (BDSM humor)
Slipknot (Short Story in Take the Heat anthology)