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Saturday, September 8, 2012

Adventures In Fetishland by Slave Nano Virtual Tour




Adventures in Fetishland
By Slave Nano

Genre: BDSM/Fetish
Publisher: Xcite Books
ISBN: 9781908766755

Number of pages: 258
Word Count: 72,000



Book Description

In this bdsm re-invention of the Alice stories Kim’s life takes an unexpected twist when she is taken from the massage parlour she works in to a fetish fantasy world ruled over by the Red Queen, a powerful dominatrix.

There, an intense psychological drama is played out between the two women as Kim enters a journey into submission.

The Red Queen assumes different characters who torment Kim in a series of trials ranging from the funny and strange to the sadistic and erotic.  Kim is lured deeper into this world by hints the Red Queen knows something about her past.  Why has she been chosen to serve this powerful female?  Why is the Red Queen so interested in her?  When Kim finally finds out the truth, it is shocking and bizarre.





Excerpt:

The metal tips of her stiletto shoes clicked against the black and white chequer board floor tiles; each step instinctively, without thought or effort, alternating between black and white.  As she made her stately progress across the tiled floor she mused on the aptness of the symbolism that reflected the extremities of the world she inhabited and held sway over: darkness and light, cruelty and kindness, pain and pleasure, humiliation and reward. She commanded over her domain like a chess master playing a twisted and beautifully imagined chess game in which she, the Red Queen with a black heart, orchestrated proceedings and her slaves were pawns.  She stood before her gothic mirror and admired her image reflected within its black cast iron frame.  The Queen of Hearts was ready.

“How do I look Duchess?” she asked, turning to her transvestite companion and lady in waiting. 

“I’m speechless, madam, really I am.  You look absolutely stunning, a true fetish red queen,” she answered.

She examined her image in the mirror carefully appraising every detail of her dress and make-up to ensure it met her exacting standards.  She held her body upright and smoothed the shiny metallic red pvc panel of the ankle-length skirt, straightened her ruby encrusted tiara and made a final adjustment to the black heart-shaped choker around her neck. Yes, she thought, she looked perfect.  

She turned and stepped off the black and white floor tiles taking a few steps to face one of the male slaves who served in her realm.  His wrists were secured with leather cuffs, which had a rope attached to them and threaded through a metal ring fixed into the ceiling pulled tight so that his arms were stretched out.  His ankles were similarly bound in leather cuffs and secured to rings set in the floor, his legs stretched just wide enough to cause discomfort but for the soles of his feet to lie flat on the black carpeted floor.

Hanging from him his balls was a large cast iron ball weight forged into the letter ‘N’.  ‘N’ for Nemesis, the Queen of Hearts smiled to herself, the name taken from the Greek goddess of fate and retribution and one of the personas she adopted in the fetish fantasy realm she had created and ruled over.  She lifted the weight up and traced her finger along the letter and then let it drop heavily.  The blindfolded man gasped as the velocity of the falling weight stretched his balls.  The Red Queen merely laughed sadistically at his predicament.  She gestured to the Duchess who, silently and secretly, stood behind her helpless victim and lifted the blindfold from his eyes to reveal the vision of his mistress transformed into the Queen of Hearts.

The cruel piercing blue eyes, framed in ruby streaked ebony hair, met her victim’s as the blindfold was removed permitting him to feast his eyes on her.  He gasped and then moaned in homage at the formidable and ravishing presence before him. She stood there, her heaving cleavage held tight in a shiny electric red pvc bodice festooned with black hearts and framed with a ruff in gold.  This is the part I love, she mused.  The look in their eyes when she reveals herself; that look of mesmerised devotion mixed with fear, fear of the unknown, fear of the seductive torment they know she is capable of inflicting on them.  

“So, are you ready to submit to the Queen of Hearts?”




Interview questions:

How did you start writing erotica?

Hmm, well, this is an interesting one.  Basically, I served an especially creative and imaginative dungeon mistress for a number of years. I wanted to contribute to the creativity of her sessions and thought story-telling was a way of doing that.  This naturally led to writing and, even though I hadn’t done any creative writing since school days (many years ago!), I loved doing it and was pleased with the results. Sometimes the stories would get woven into the real-time dungeon sessions to create these wonderful story cycles.  I started by offering stories to the Literotica free story site and then to publishers in late 2010. Since then I’ve had work published by Xcite Books and House of Erotica.  ‘Adventures in Fetishland’ is my first full length erotic novel.

So come on, tell us, how much of ‘’Adventures in Fetishland’ is based on experience and how much is fantasy?

Aaah, that would be telling wouldn’t it?  I’ll leave the reader to decide where they think the line is between fantasy and reality!  All writers use some combination of experience, imagination and research and ‘Fetishland’ is no different.  There are some scenes that stand out as being fantastical of course  but, beyond that, I’m really not going to let on how much of what’s in the book is first-hand!

Where did you get the inspiration for ‘Adventures in Fetishland’ from?

Well I’m not going to hide the fact that an important strand of the book is homage to the special person who inspired me to write and the dungeon world she created.  It goes without saying that the ‘Alice’ books and the characters in them were an inspiration.  The book openly uses characters like the white rabbit and Tweedledum and Tweedledee whilst the Cheshire cat becomes the black cat and there is a purple caterpillar.  I also drew some inspiration from an ‘Alice’ themed fetish ball and a costume made for it by Cathouse Clothing, a local latex/pvc clothes maker.  In fact it was this event that sparked the idea of a book that re-invented the ‘Alice’ stories in a bdsm/fetish way in the first place.

Tell us about some of your other work?

Most of my work is in the BDSM genre and mainly contains awesome dominatrix characters, like the Red Queen!  I also write in historical or paranormal settings. I have a history degree and that gives me the research skills and confidence to put my stories in historical settings.  My latest release is called ‘The Pagan Sorceress’. It’s partly set in the Anglo-Saxon period and is a valiant attempt to mix the heroic saga ‘Beowulf’ with erotica.  If you think that sounds interesting you ought to check it out!  I was especially pleased to have a short story, ‘One Scoop or Two?’ selected for the recent ‘Smut by the Sea’ anthology edited by Lucy Felthouse and Victoria Blisse because I consciously set out to try and meet the 'seaside fun’ criteria for the book. 

The Fifty Shades of Grey phenomenon – a good or bad thing for writers of erotica?

I haven’t read it and have no real desire to, though I have read a lot about what other authors think of it.  For me - a bad thing.  I know you can say it will increase the audience for erotica but what’s going to happen, and you can see this already, is everybody will jump on the bandwagon.  The big publishers will produce a load of copy-cat books because they think they’ll sell and some of the best and edgier bdsm writing will get squeezed out in the rush to be the next ‘Fifty Shades’.  Nah, I’d rather follow my own muse and not be part of that.

Do you read a lot of erotica?

Not a lot to be honest. In between full time work, writing when I can and then trying to promote what I’ve written I don’t get that much time.  Also, I kind of prefer not to be influenced too much.  There’s only a handful of full length books I’ve read, mainly other Xcite authors including work by Kay Jaybee and K D Grace.  I recently read Janine Ashbless’s ‘Named and Shamed’ and that is a wonderfully filthy fairy tale.  I’ve also read a couple of erotic steam punk anthologies because that’s a theme I want to pick up on with my next book when I get time to work on it.

Any helpful writing tips you’ve ever been given about writing you have to pass on to other authors?

I picked up the expression, ‘mothering your children’ from a short story writing workshop I went to. What was meant here was being tough on your own writing and being able to cut stuff out, even when you think it’s good writing and you’ve sweated blood over it! Taking that tip on board has enabled me to be quite ruthless about editing longer stories down to a short story submission length.

What music do you listen to when you’re writing?

I’m a Deadhead.  No that doesn’t mean I’ve lost all my brain cells though sometimes it feels like that!  It means I’m a fan of the 60’s San Francisco band, The Grateful Dead, famed for their long drug fuelled jams.  So, when I’m writing I’ll most likely be listening to ‘jam’ of the week on the Grateful Dead website.  I also like a lot of English folk music and world music.

Story Extract

Once every inch of material had been touched by Kim’s lips the voluptuous rear of the purple caterpillar turned away and Kim was once again on her knees, facing her, looking up into the hauntingly beautiful features and dazzling blue eyes.  The caterpillar was now nestling a flogger in her hands. It was black with a horse’s head at one end and had a spade shaped patch of leather at the other.  The horse’s head was offered to Kim and she kissed it.  The commands were wordless because no words were needed.  The end with the leather flogger was presented to Kim and she kissed that too.  Kim knew what was going to happen next but she would not dare have called for the purple caterpillar to stop, had no desire for her to stop.  Kim just wanted to offer herself.  The black leather flogger was run gently across Kim’s cheek, over her shoulders and across her tits that were now throbbing with desire and need.  The smell and the touch of the leather and the sense of anticipation were overpowering.  Do it, thought Kim.  Please, strike me.  Please let me feel it.  She wanted it, she needed, it more than anything else she had desired in her life. 

Finally, after an agonising wait, the flogger whipped down onto her breasts.  Kim gasped and moaned.  It was painful, of course it was painful, but it was like no other pain she had experienced before. It was mingled with a surge of erotic pleasure that crashed through her brain right down to her cunt.  Each stroke was like a tsunami of sensation and emotion.  Kim had always been curious about what went on in the head of her clients who had asked to be dominated, what need it fulfilled in them and now, in this bizarre place, at the hands of this powerful dominatrix, she understood.

The purple caterpillar took up a position behind Kim and with a firm hand on the nape of her neck pushed her down so that she was on all fours.  She knelt over Kim, strands of her fragrant black hair caressing her back.  Kim breathed in her scent, sweet and exotic. She nestled her back side onto the small of Kim’s back as if she was being ridden like a horse and she felt the chilly stiffness of the pvc on her skin. 

“Do you want it Kim?” she whispered in her ear.

“Yes,” Kim gasped.

“Do you really want it?”

“Yes, please, yes,” Kim pleaded.

The flogger snapped smartly on her arse……


Well, if that wasn't inspiration enough, I just don't know. This book grabbed my attention from the first page and had me staying up late in the night to read more. Not to mention reading while I should have been working on my own submissions for next week. Uber hot book! Whew!

Alice's adventures in Wonderland is the premise of this story. Wild and fierce, this fetish fairy tale has a myriad of things that work for it. Nemesisland is a place where complete submission reigns and the  Red Queen makes all the rules. Fetish, fantasy, extreme eroticism and dark desires rule, making this a read you will never forget.

All of the characters you have met in Wonderland are here in Nemesisland, but with a little added something that will make you squirm in your seat. It is intensely erotic and will grab you by the hair and not let go. In particular, Slave Nano has a grasp on the physical sensations and his descriptions make the characters practically breathe. You can feel Kim's desire for the flogger as you grip your e-reader with bated breath. I think I chewed on my iPad cover on that one.

Kim is a young woman who is rescued from being a prostitute and put into a series of trials. She learns much about who she is and who she is destined to become. It is a journey of sensual enlightenment that is not for the faint of heart. Every page holds a new exhilarating  adventure that you get to share as Nano's descriptions bring color and sensation off the printed page.

Slave Nano has crafted a story that is lush with imagery and had me reaching with trembling hand for ice water on more than one occasion. It will put you through the paces as a reader and take you on a journey of fetish and fantasy like no other you have experienced. It is intense, dark, energetic and oh so much fun. 

If you enjoy a good dark sexy fantasy, you must give Adventures In Fetishland a try. I'm going to go read it again. 

5/5







Author Bio:

Slave Nano writes stories drawing on the themes of female supremacy, goddess worship, bondage, domination and submission, sado-masochism and fetish, frequently in fantasy, paranormal or historical settings.

His work usually has dominant female characters and submissive males. His stories explore the tensions between dominant and submissive and the boundaries between pain and pleasure, physical and mental bondage and retribution and reward.

Slave Nano lives in Yorkshire in the United Kingdom.  He works full time and juggles his writing with this.  His work has been published by Xcite Books and House of Erotica.  Adventures in Fetishland is his first full length erotic novel.
         








Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Naked: The Blackstone Affair Part One by Raine Miller



Brynne Bennett is living the good life. An American art student at the University of London and part-time photographic model, she’s putting her life back on track with school and lots of hard work. When ultra successful London businessman, Ethan Blackstone, buys her nude portrait, he isn’t taking ‘no’ for an answer. He wants Brynne in his bed and makes plans to keep her there no matter what. His dominant nature captivates and ensnares despite the demons she carries inside her. But there are secrets in this relationship. Huge ones. Can Ethan free Brynne from the past that has marked her? Will Brynne let him or will the specters tormenting her resurface to destroy them both…


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The Interview:



1. When did you first decide to write erotica?

  I started writing 3 years ago.  I was home on a medical leave with lots of free time and my husband and kids gone during the days.  Once I started writing it became an obsession and I could not stop.  My first book still remains unpublished but some day I hope to get it out there.

2. What was your inspiration for Naked?

  I was looking on Shutterstock for an image for a cover (for another book I was working on) and stumbled upon the image that's on the cover for Naked.  I thought it was beautiful.  I just got an idea of what it would be like for the model to meet the man who bought her picture.  ...And Naked was born.  I just started writing and got the first chapter done in a couple hours.  Then it was onward and forward with the story.  It sort of took on a life of its own.

3. What are some of your favorite erotica authors?

  Megan Hart is probably one of the first I read.  I love her and love her books.  JR Ward and Elizabeth Hoyt are other favorites of mine.  I admire their storytelling skills and love every book they write.  I know they are not considered erotica but their books have very sexy, erotic scenes that touch the heart.


4. In the book, your main character is an art student and nude model.
Have you ever ventured into the arts or modeling?

  I studied Art History in college, so yes I love the arts.  I have the painting/portrait theme running in most of my books.  Paintings always look like there is such an interesting story behind them.  I want to know, so writing a fictional account is the second best thing.

5. Martini or margarita?

  That's easy.  California girl, so MARGARITA.  Preferably with fruit, no salt.

6. Chef salad or cheeseburger?

  I love both but would probably go with the salad (then I can have ice-cream)

7. What was the hardest scene you ever had to write? Why?

  The hardest scene, by far, is one in my very first book.  The hero has to tell his grieving wife about the death of their premature twins, of how they were born alive and then just went to sleep as he held them.  She was not conscious during the birth and begs to be told.  He doesn't want to tell her because he knows how much it will hurt her, but she needs to know so she can move forward.  I cried gallons while writing that scene  (The book ends happy though).


8. The elements of D/s relationships are so electric! Tell us more about Ethan and Brynne.

  D/s is another thread I have woven in most of my writing.  I write Dominant males.  Period.  Ethan and Brynne just click for many reasons and the D/s element is a BIG part of why they do.  Brynne has suffered some trauma that involved a sexual assault where she was tricked and unaware of what went on until a video surfaced and just destroyed her.  Ethan is very blunt and direct.  He tells her from the beginning that he wants to be with her and tells Brynne exactly what he wants sexually.  She likes that a lot.  The direct truth is very comforting to Brynne.  She knows what will happen and can decide if she wants to do it or not.  She likes that Ethan is in charge because she has little confidence in this aspect of her life.  The sex with him is explosive and by giving herself over to his care she can finally enjoy something that had been traumatic for her in the past.  Ethan is obsessed with Brynne.  He cannot help his attraction, it just is. 

9. Do you have a playlist for the book?

  I do not.  That's something I should set up though.  I listen to anything and everything when I write.  From classic stuff like Jimi Hendrix to Imogene Heep.

10. What are you working on now?

  I am writing Part 2 of The Blackstone Affair.  It is entirely from Ethan's point of view.  The title is All In.  I've also outlined a spin-off series to follow this one.  Brynne's roommate, Gabrielle, will be the heroine in it.

Here are my links: 



Amazon Author Central  http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B005RHN54E


Excerpt:


“It’s a very bad idea, Brynne. Don’t risk it. Let me give you a ride.”

I froze on the street. I knew who spoke to me without ever hearing his voice before. I turned slowly to face the same eyes that had burned me back at the gallery. “I don’t know you at all,” I told him.

He smiled, his lip turning up more on one side than the other of his goateed mouth. He pointed to his car at the curb, a sleek black Range Rover HSE. The kind that only Brits with money can ever afford. Not that he didn’t reek of money before, but he was way out of my league.

I swallowed hard in my throat. Those eyes of his were blue, very clear and deep. “Yet you call me by name and—and expect me to get in a car with you? Are you crazy?”

He walked toward me and extended his hand. “Ethan Blackstone.”

I stared at his hand, so finely elegant with the white cuff framing the grey sleeve of his designer jacket. “How do you even know my name?”

“I just bought a work entitled Brynne’s Repose from the Andersen Gallery for a nice sum not fifteen minutes ago. And I’m fairly sure I’m not mentally impaired. Sounds more PC than crazy don’t you think?” He kept his hand out.

I met his hand and he took mine. Oh did he ever. Or maybe I’d lost my mind shaking hands with the stranger who’d just purchased a huge canvas of my naked body. Ethan possessed a firm grip. And hot too. Had I imagined he pulled me a little closer toward him? Or maybe I was the crazy one, because my feet hadn’t moved an inch. Those blue eyes were nearer to me than they were a moment ago though, and I could smell his cologne. Something so gawd awfully delicious it was sinful to smell that good and be human.

“Brynne Bennett,” I said.

He let go of my hand. “And now we know each other,” he said, pointing first at me and then to himself, “Brynne, Ethan.” He motioned with his head toward his Rover. “Now will you let me take you home?”

I swallowed again. “Why do you care so much?”

“Because I don’t want anything to happen to you? Because those heels look lovely at the end of your legs but will be hell to walk in? Because it’s dangerous for a woman alone at night in the city?” His eyes flicked over me. “Especially one as beautiful as you.” That mouth of his turned up just slightly on the one side again. “So many reasons, Miss Bennett.”

“What if you’re not safe?” He raised an eyebrow at me. “I still don’t know you or anything about you, or if Ethan Blackstone is your real name.” Did he just give me a look?

“You have a point in that. And it’s one I can rectify easily.” He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a drivers license with the name, Ethan James Blackstone clearly printed. He handed me a business card with the same name and Blackstone Security International, Ltd. engraved on the cream cardstock. “You may keep that.” He grinned again. “I’m very busy at my job, Miss Bennett. I have absolutely no time for a hobby as a serial killer, I promise you.”

I laughed. “Good one, Mr. Blackstone.” I put his card in my purse. “All right. You can give me a ride.” His brow shot up again, and I got the sideways grin again too.

I winced inwardly at the double entendre for ‘ride’ and tried to focus on how uncomfortable my shoes really would be for walking to the Tube station and that it was a good idea to let him drive me.

He pressed his hand to the bottom of my back and led me to the curb. “In you go.” Ethan got me settled and then walked around to the street side and slid behind the wheel, smooth as a panther. He looked at me and tilted his head. “And where does Miss Bennett live?”

“Nelson Square in Southwark.”

He frowned but then turned his face away and pulled out into traffic. “You are American.”

What, he didn’t like Americans? “I am here on scholarship at the University of London. Graduate program,” I tacked on, wondering why I felt the need to tell him anything at all about myself.

“And the modeling?”

The second he asked the question the sexual tension thickened. I paused before answering. I knew exactly what he was doing—imagining me in my picture. Naked. And as weird as it felt, I opened my mouth and told him. “Um, I—I posed for my friend, the photographer, Benny Clarkson. He asked and it helps pay the bills, you know?”

“Not really, but I love the portrait of you, Miss Bennett.” He kept his eyes on the road.

I felt myself stiffen at his comment. Who in the hell was he to judge what I do to support myself?

“Well, my own personal international corporation never came through like yours did,
Mr. Blackstone. I resorted to modeling. I like sleeping in a bed as opposed to a park bench. And heat. The winters here suck!” Even I could hear the snark in my voice.

“In my experience I’ve found many things here that suck.” He turned and gave me an expert blue-eyed stare.


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