1.
What
inspired you to write erotica?
I'd
been working for about a year on writing a vanilla romance when I discovered
the existence of “spanking romance.” As
a lifelong spanko, the discovery was accompanied by trumpeting angels. I
abandoned the other story and wrote the medieval spanking novella Betrothed
in six days. It was published two weeks
later and was one of the publisher's top five sellers that quarter. None of the rest of my books have come so
quickly or easily, but I took it as a message from the universe that I'd found
my true calling. :)
2.
What
about spanking stories lights your fire?
Pretty
much everything about spanking lights my fire. My tagline is “no romance
story is complete without a spanking” because any movie I watch or book I
read gets edited in my head to add in a hot spanking scene or two. I love
everything about spanking-- the dominance and submission angle, the punishment
angle, the erotic play.
3. Sushi
or cheeseburgers? Hmm... I'm the paleo
freak who orders a hamburger with no cheese and no bun.
4.
Favorite ice cream? Coffee flavored
5.
Paddle or hand? Hand. But a nice flexible leather belt is my very
favorite.
6.
Spanking bench or a nice cushy lap? Lap
7.
Tell me about your new writing project.
I'm working on a contemporary suspense spanking romance about a woman
who gets tangled up with (and of course spanked by) a spy. It's a departure for
me, because I usually stick to historical settings, since corporal punishment
fits so well there.
8.
What are your favorite types of characters to write about? Dominant males who can read the minds of
their women and know just how to punish.
9.
Heels or flats? Flats, because really
I'm a bare-footer.
10.
Plotter
or pantster? I used to be a pantser, but
I'm becoming more of a plotter. It seems to save re-write headaches to have
some sort of a plan to work against.
My
newest release is a Regency/early Victorian called The Westerfield Affair.
Here's the scoop:
The
Westerfield Affair
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Reserved to the point
of being aloof, Lord Westerfield never attended balls or even considered taking
a wife... until he met Miss Kitty Stanley and his orderly world turned on end.
Determined to have the beautiful and animated sister of his friend from the
gambling hall, but doubting his ability to effectively court her, Westerfield
strikes a bargain with her brother for her hand.
When the gentlemen
present Kitty with the deal, she is furious with them both for neglecting to
consult her, but her brother insists he will withdraw his support if she does
not comply. Angry, she acts out at a ball, causing a scandal that mushrooms
further when Lord Westerfield drags her unnchaperoned to his home for a firm
spanking.
Baring her for
chastisement, Westerfield is swept away by desire, taking her innocence and
completing the ruin of her reputation. He offers to release her from the
betrothal contract, but her brother insists instead on a hasty marriage. As
they attempt to recover from the scandal that becomes known as “the Westerfield
Affair,” their marriage is clouded by his shame and her insecurities. Will they
be trapped forever in a loveless marriage, or will they have the courage to
move past their rough beginning to kindle the passion they both crave?
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Excerpt
His hand connected with her bottom again, this time in a
possessive grip. He kneaded her cheeks with both hands in a way that was both
painful and satisfying at once. She heard his breath grow more rapid, as if he
were aroused by the feel of her. She held still for him, her bottom the only
offering she could think to make.
He ran both
hands around her two cheeks, then pulled them wide, exposing her little back
hole for his inspection. She flinched, clenching her bottom and wriggling to
get out of his grip, only to earn a slap on one cheek. He rubbed her backside
with both hands again, then trailed them down to her thighs, pulling them
apart, so she was forced to adjust her feet to a wider stance. Her legs
trembled and her knees would not hold her up.
A sharp
slap delivered directly between her legs shot terror through her. She attempted
to scramble up on the bed, away from him, but he grabbed her hips and pulled
her back, pressing one hand into the small of her back to hold her still and
nudging her legs back open with his foot. He spanked her delicate sex several
more times and she realized, with shame, that it was sticky wet—the sound of
slick flesh making his slaps even louder. He was not slapping so very hard—her
agitation was less for the pain than the curious panic he was arousing in her.
He rubbed her throbbing cheeks with both hands, making firm, possessive circles
around her bottom. Another light slap connected with her sex and his hand
remained there, cupping her mound, one finger slowly gliding along her wet,
swollen folds. The finger searched the moist pleats, finding her secret
entrance and slipping in.
She whimpered, whether it was in
protest or encouragement, she could not be sure.
Renee Rose, a erotic romance author, did not come out of the closet as a
spanko until she published her spanking romance Betrothed. A lifelong writer, she has a B.A. in creative writing
from Knox College, where she won the Davenport prize for both fiction and
poetry, and the Lorraine Smith prize for literary criticism. She spent thirteen
years in technical writing before she found a way to incorporate her
deepest darkest spanking fantasies into fiction and express a part of her
that longed to see the light. She is now passionate about supporting
others in accepting and exploring their kink, whatever that may be.
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Blog: www.reneeroseromance.com
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thank you so much for showcasing me and my book!!
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