tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4291561429670936822024-03-05T12:09:55.661-08:00The PlayroomUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger121125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-83422234169647286812014-09-03T10:32:00.002-07:002014-09-03T10:32:31.472-07:00A Roll of the Dice (Suncoast Society 9, mf, BDSM) available for pre-order.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/a-roll-of-the-dice" target="_blank"><i>A Roll of the Dice</i> (Suncoast Society 9) by Tymber Dalton</a></b><br />
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So what do you do when you're married for 25 years, your child is leaving home for college, and you suddenly find yourself with a very free after-work schedule?<br />
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If you're the heroine of my new book, you might find yourself in the position of wanting to spice things up in your otherwise solid and loving marriage.<br />
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In <i><a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/a-roll-of-the-dice" target="_blank">A Roll of the Dice</a></i>, I cover the very common question of "where do we go from here?" many long-term couples find themselves in. Jenny discovers BDSM fiction via her book club. After learning from Shayla, one of the club's other members, that BDSM is really a "thing" people do in real life, Jenny wants to learn more.<br />
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Now her husband, Mike, is forced to figure out a new path for himself in an attempt to find a way through this new "thing" that will both make Jenny happy and be something he can live with.<br />
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This is actually a very familiar scenario. I can't tell you how many times I've been to munches, where people stood up and introduced themselves and talked about discovering BDSM later in life, having spent years thinking there was something "wrong" with them, or years in a relationship that was totally not fulfilling. Sometimes, their partner makes the journey with them, or attempts to. Sometimes, they end up having to make a clean break and a fresh start, alone, or the relationship dissolves in the process of self-discovery. People change and grow apart. Sometimes, they grow together.<br />
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This isn't some impossible billionaire Dom haunting a ritzy private club looking for his next submissive, or some broken and lost woman looking for an anchor in her crazy life. This is the story of two regular, everyday, middle-class, average-Joe people, a husband and wife, who love each other very much and want to stay together and muddle their way through this new "thing" now that their son is off to college.<br />
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<a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/a-roll-of-the-dice" target="_blank">It releases on 9/12 at Siren-BookStrand</a>, and will be 4-6 weeks before it hits third-party sites. (But you can <a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/a-roll-of-the-dice" target="_blank">pre-order it now</a> from Siren-BookStrand.) If you have a Kindle, you can input your device's email address in your BookStrand account and they'll send the file directly to your device upon release. For other devices, you can purchase the appropriate format and manually transfer it to your device. (They have instructions on their site.) I have no control over the release times, that's all handled by the publisher.<br />
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<b>Blurb:</b><br />
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[Siren Sensations: Erotic Consensual BDSM Romance, voyeurism, public exhibition, sex toys, HEA]<br />
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After twenty-five years of marriage, Jenny wants to try something new with her husband, Mike. Her book club’s been reading BDSM fiction. It’s piqued her curiosity enough to make her want to brave a local munch and try things with her husband.<br />
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Mike loves Jenny and would do anything for her. But memories of the abuse his mom suffered haunt him, and he refuses to be “that” man. When Jenny tells Mike she wants them to try BDSM, he attempts to keep an open mind despite his personal issues about it.<br />
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While meeting people from the local community, Mike makes an effort to give Jenny what she needs despite his desires warring with his conscience. Once his shock and surprise wear off over who he discovers is involved in the alternative lifestyle, Jenny and Mike start forging a new path. But will that journey lead them apart, or bring them closer together?<br />
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A Siren Erotic Romance<br />
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<b><i><u><a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/a-roll-of-the-dice" target="_blank">Click here to pre-order now.</a></u></i></b><br />
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You can visit my author page at Siren-BookStrand to find all my titles there under all four of my pen names (including the other 8 books in the Suncoast Society series).<br />
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<a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/tymber-dalton" target="_blank">http://www.bookstrand.com/tymber-dalton</a><br />
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And feel free to join my readers' group, Tymber's Trybe, over on Facebook: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/TymbersTrybe/">https://www.facebook.com/groups/TymbersTrybe/</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-88773184792905756842014-07-25T07:29:00.000-07:002014-07-25T07:29:02.371-07:00BDSM vs AbuseMy friend and fellow writer Tara Rose as a great blog post today, in the wake of the trailer for 50 Shades of Grey hitting the wires, about BDSM vs abuse and how to tell the two apart. Definitely one you want to check out.<br />
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<a href="http://www.tararoseromanceauthor.com/2014/07/bdsm-versus-abuse-do-you-understand.html" target="_blank">http://www.tararoseromanceauthor.com/2014/07/bdsm-versus-abuse-do-you-understand.html</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-54483991875769997762014-07-14T12:38:00.003-07:002014-07-14T12:38:27.050-07:00Yet another one where I take on radical feminists' views about BDSM.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />
Oh, look. Someone on the Interwebz is having a butthurt cow about consensual BDSM practices. It's an older article, but one I was only pointed toward just today.<br />
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*sigh* <a href="http://liberationcollective.wordpress.com/2013/01/27/bdsm-is-violence-against-women" target="_blank">http://liberationcollective.wordpress.com/2013/01/27/bdsm-is-violence-against-women</a><br />
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Here's my response to them, because I seriously doubt they'll let my comment stand, because, idunno, LOGIC HURTZ.<br />
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*Grrrr.*<br />
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Equating the 50 Shades books and porn films to real-life consensual, healthy BDSM practices is the equivalent to saying that pedophillic priests means all Catholics, including parishioners, should be put in jail for child abuse.<br />
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Seriously, that's the kind of faulty logic you all are engaging in here.<br />
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There are still parts of the world where people are MURDERED for being gay. THAT is a serious cause to go after, not pillorying people who are in healthy BDSM dynamics. And yet you take a tiny, unrealistic subset of a very large population and say THIS IS THE TRUTH ABOUT BDSM, when, in fact, it's not.<br />
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Have any of you ever had sex in any way other than the missionary position? Have any of you ever willingly been blindfolded or *gasp* tied up during sex?<br />
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If yes, then you have no room to point fingers at those of us who do CONSENSUALLY practice healthy BDSM.<br />
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If you gasped in horror that I suggested such a thing, perhaps you all really need to take a harder look at your own stunted sexual practices.<br />
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You don't get to determine how consenting adults practice their sexuality. Period. Full stop. Just because it's not YOUR cuppa doesn't mean you get the right to take that cup from someone else. I couldn't care less about how you practice your sexuality, so why should you concern yourself about how I practice mine? Do you really have that much free time on your hands?<br />
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Are there abusers and assholes in BDSM? Yes, there are. But there are also assholes and abusers in the vanilla world, too.<br />
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The fact that the latest version of the DSM has depathologized BDSM should tell you that your heads are stuck in the past and deep in the sand.<br />
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You don't have a right to say how I, or how ANYONE ELSE, practices our sexuality. You don't. If people are consenting adults, let them do what they want to do in the bedroom. Yes, you are being hypocritical. We are at a time now where women get to decide how to express their sexuality. If it's not the way YOU want them to express it, well, I guess it sucks to be you then, doesn't it?<br />
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Just the fact that you're couching your post in terms like "patriarchal rape culture" shows your bias and lack of empathy for people who are different than you.<br />
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And FYI, I am a woman who, while I identify as a Dominant in nearly all areas of my life, is also a collared slave who switches with the man I'm collared to. Oh, and he's not my husband--we're poly. (Suck on that fact, too, while you're at it.) I am not being "abused." I am not being "harmed." I dare say that I have done more personal recovery, and healed more from my PTSD from a previous relationship, since finding BDSM than I did before. I have empowered myself in ways you apparently aren't even capable of conceiving, based on your biased report.<br />
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Instead of making wide-sweeping, ignorant statements based on some extremely UNrealistic examples at best, and horrific and non-representative examples at worse, how about getting to actually, oh, I don't know, MEET and TALK to people who engage in healthy BDSM dynamics, instead of treating us like we have cooties.<br />
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<i>(Tymber Dalton is a real-life practitioner of BDSM, and the author of over sixty books. <a href="http://www.tymberdalton.com/" target="_blank">www.tymberdalton.com</a>)</i>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-6629624800515156582014-05-16T15:09:00.005-07:002014-05-16T15:09:57.828-07:00Consensual non-consent, rape play, and stay the hell out of my bedroom.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Cara Sutra has THE best blog I've ever read about summarizing CNC (consensual non-consent play, AKA rape play) in BDSM. DEFINITELY a must-read.<br />
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<a href="http://carasutra.co.uk/2014/04/you-can-take-my-rape-fantasy-when-you-non-consensually-prise-it-from-my-kink-dependent-mind" target="_blank">You can take my rape fantasy when you non-consensually prise it from my kink dependent mind.</a><br />
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The point being many of us in BDSM ENJOY this kind of play. Speaking to the nay-sayers who think we're "wrong" for enjoying this kind of play: You don't know what our backgrounds or experiences are, so you have no RIGHT to dictate to us, CONSENTING ADULTS, how we express ourselves through our sexuality. You don't get to homogenize us to fit YOUR mold.<br />
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CONSENTING. ADULTS.<br />
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Those two words right there mean a full-stop period end to any objections anyone might have. Let's break it down further, shall we?<br />
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CONSENT. It means the people (both sides of it) engaging in the play are CONSENTING.<br />
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ADULTS. Meaning a human person of legal age and able to give consent to such play.<br />
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I'm NOT saying people who don't enjoy this kind of play should do it. Not at all. But for a group of people to scream that it's "wrong" to do it, when consensually enjoying is, for some, a way to RECLAIM and SELF-DEFINE their own sexuality and sexual expression, that's like the people saying it's wrong are victimizing people all over again.<br />
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As long as people are CONSENTING ADULTS, no one has a right to shame them into what they should or shouldn't do in terms of their sexuality.<br />
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CONSENTING. ADULTS.<br />
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Two words. Two VERY powerful words that many people try to overlook to create wacky, off-the-wall and totally irrelevant arguments against CNC play. Like trying to equate it to pedophiles or bestiality. Um, NO. Again, CONSENTING ADULTS. Kids are neither ADULTS nor CONSENTING. Animals are neither (human) ADULTS nor CONSENTING.<br />
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If it's not your kink, GREAT! You don't have to do it! But for those of us in BDSM who enjoy it, don't try to shame us and further victimize us. In a real situation, let's just say I have a concealed carry permit, 'kay? But with Sir, CONSENSUALLY, it's play I enjoy. Why? Because I trust him and I know that if something went south, physically, mentally, or emotionally, all I have to do is safeword and boom, play stops. (That's the CONSENT part.) I'm an ADULT. Sir's an ADULT. We're quite capable of figuring out what we do and don't want to do.<br />
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What two consenting adults do between them is NOT any reflection upon ANY experience anyone else has had. It's NOT "victimizing" anyone else. It's NOT a slam to any victim of a crime. It's NOT.<br />
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YKINMY. Your Kink Is Not My Kink. Pure and simple. Trying to equate a consensual act between two people with a non-consensual crime is like trying to say that people shouldn't be allowed to drive cars anymore because some asshole hit your car with his. There is no cause-and-effect here. The two are linked in some ways for SOME people, yes. But the private play that people engage in does NOT create acceptance for the non-consensual crime. It doesn't.<br />
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*deep breath*<br />
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Sorry, didn't mean to put on my ranty pants there, but now that they're on, at least I got that out.<br />
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(Tymber Dalton is the author of <i>The Reluctant Dom</i> and other books. Her website is <a href="http://www.tymberdalton.com/">http://www.tymberdalton.com</a>)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-1723250059026073262013-11-28T06:49:00.003-08:002013-11-28T06:49:44.816-08:00Happy Thanksgiving!Happy Thanksgiving from all of us here at The Playroom. Enjoy!<br />
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Too often I hear tales of submissives lamenting that they can’t find the “perfect” Dom. Including a former friend who changed relationships nearly as frequently as they changed underwear, without bothering to stop and look within. And thus I wrote “The ‘Perfect’ Dom.” (Yes, there will be a version for “The ‘Perfect’ Sub” forthcoming. LOL)<br />
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Sometimes, that "perfect" person is right there in front of you already.<br />
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"The 'Perfect' Dom"<br />
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I wish above all to find<br />
That special man to blow my mind.<br />
Tall and cute and oh, so strict,<br />
Who’ll keep me in line, I must admit.<br />
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And look, there he is,<br />
And now he’s mine.<br />
And life from here on<br />
Will be oh, so fine!<br />
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You’re home! Finally!<br />
Now pay Domly attention to me!<br />
I’m on my knees<br />
And more than ready!<br />
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“I’m tired, and exhausted.<br />
And angry at my boss<br />
And feeling frosted.<br />
Let’s do this later.”<br />
<br />
But…but! *pout pout pout*<br />
I’m the perfect sub,<br />
You can’t wuss out!<br />
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“Fine. Go cook me dinner<br />
And do the dishes.<br />
You want to serve me?<br />
Those are my wishes.”<br />
<br />
But…but! *pout pout pout*<br />
That’s not very Domly!<br />
All day I thought about<br />
You getting sexy on me!<br />
<br />
“All I want to do is rest.<br />
You want to serve me?<br />
Then quit beating your chest<br />
And get your ass in the kitchen.”<br />
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You are not the boss of me!<br />
All I wanted was to feel sexy.<br />
Why can’t you be Domly to me<br />
Like you first were when you collared me?<br />
<br />
“When I collared you,<br />
Remember how I said<br />
I wanted more of you<br />
Than just in my bed?<br />
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“I said I wanted someone who<br />
Could be the one I come home to.<br />
Someone who wanted more from me<br />
Than just the label of that man’s subbie.<br />
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“I’m not always going to be<br />
Some uber-Dom who wants to play.<br />
I’m flesh and blood, and just like you<br />
Sometimes I change from day to day.<br />
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“If I can accept you for all your flaws,<br />
Why do you insist I’m not allowed<br />
To be imperfect when I need to be,<br />
I’ll admit I’m human, I’m not so proud<br />
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“That I can’t say what I need<br />
Is you to understand that.”<br />
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Do his dishes? I’ll show him.<br />
Off to the internet I shall swim<br />
There are other fishes I can catch<br />
Surely there is a finer match.<br />
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And maybe the next one won’t be<br />
Like all the rest who’ve come before him.<br />
Surely there is out there for me<br />
A perfect Dom.<br />
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--<br />
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Tymber Dalton is the author of over 50 books, including The Reluctant Dom, The Denim Dom, and more. Her website is <a href="http://www.tymberdalton.com/" target="_blank">http://www.tymberdalton.com</a> She is active in the BDSM lifestyle.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-56156977587199806792013-09-11T08:46:00.000-07:002013-09-11T08:46:04.610-07:00Namaste.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Namaste, peeps. Love and light to all today. )0( Blessed be.<br />
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I have been one acquainted with the night.<br />
I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.<br />
I have outwalked the furthest city light.<br />
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I have looked down the saddest city lane.<br />
I have passed by the watchman on his beat<br />
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.<br />
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I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet<br />
When far away an interrupted cry<br />
Came over houses from another street,<br />
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But not to call me back or say good-bye;<br />
And further still at an unearthly height,<br />
One luminary clock against the sky<br />
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Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.<br />
I have been one acquainted with the night.<br />
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-- "Acquainted With the Night" by Robert Frost<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-74129203710371306932013-09-02T02:34:00.000-07:002013-09-02T03:09:50.895-07:00Submission Has No Barriersby Holly Roberts<br />
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Can a submissive be a marine, a surgeon, or a cop?<br />
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For years, I uniformed up for work. It’s part of entering the headspace needed for my job. Black undies and sports-bra, black spandex undershirt, dark blue finely creased pants. I stop and attach a badge to the outside of my uniform shirt and then put it on. Next is my hair, which goes into a tightly wrapped bun, plastered to the back of my head with several hairclips and a good dose of hairspray. Socks, clunky black, nicely-polished boots, underbelt, and then duty belt. I’d check my handcuff pouch, spare magazines, and holster my gun after assuring myself there’s one in the chamber.<br />
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Two years after becoming a police officer, our policy changed so we could wear outer Kevlar vests. Mine holds my Taser, flashlight, rubber gloves, two primary sets of handcuffs, and the most important equipment I carry—a pen and small notebook. I was fully in the zone and ready to hit the street as a beat cop.<br />
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The people who know me personally, also know I’m one tough bitch. I’ve gone up against four drunk men, alone with no back up, taser in my hand willing to pull my gun. Three backed off and one went to the hospital with a broken leg. Yep, I can back that story up, but my neighbor tells it better because he was on the ambulance crew.<br />
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But, there is one thing no one knew while I worked the streets…<br />
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I’m submissive in the bedroom.<br />
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For years, I denied what turned me on. Thankfully, my marriage survived, and my husband/Sir is thrilled to dominate me sexually. My job has helped me understand more about human sexual behavior than I ever dreamed possible.<br />
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After years of training, I’m now a detective specializing in sex crimes. Am I good at my job? Hell yes, and I’m not just bragging. I’ve been to advanced training all over the country. I’m certified in forensic evidence collection, forensic child interviewing, and trained extensively in sexual deviant behavior in regards to serial sex crimes.<br />
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I’m submissive in the bedroom.<br />
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I’ve been strong and held back tears when I informed a mother her twin teenage daughters died in a rollover accident. I helped dig up the body of a sixteen year old, who was brutally murdered, hacked up and buried. I left the scene, picked up the suspect, and calmly interviewed him for two hours before he told me in details what he did and why. I never cringed over what he said, just asked, “What happened next.” I told my suspect I would make sure someone picked up his dog and cared for it while he was in jail. I didn’t get that confession by hitting his head against a wall, letting my anger control me, or begging him to tell the truth. I calmly explained that he needed to free his conscience. I don’t believe in good cop, bad cop. I believe in good cop, good cop.<br />
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I’m submissive in the bedroom.<br />
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To place anyone in a box and say they should or shouldn’t sexually behave one way or another because of their job is ignorant. I could talk to every victim of my solved sex crimes and tell them about my bedroom activities and they would tell you they don’t care. I solve cases, I put the bad guys behind bars, and I’m not the only sex crimes detective who does. We are a steady, controlled, party loving, brother and sisterhood. We can drink any other type of detective under the table. If my peers asked, I would tell them about my proclivities in the bedroom and they wouldn’t blink an eye.<br />
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I’m happy, well adjusted, and have a better marriage than any cop I know, 34 years and counting.<br />
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My husband/Sir will be the first one to tell you that I’m still a badass bitch. I’m older, larger around the belly and hips, not in nearly the shape I used to be but I’m proud of myself and what I’ve accomplished.<br />
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And… I’m proud to be submissive in the bedroom.<br />
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Cari Silverwoodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00950284353140027038noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-75507283347235151762013-08-28T09:54:00.002-07:002013-08-28T09:54:21.764-07:00The RIGHT way to clean house...Now THIS is how you clean house! LOL<br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/MVnznrOqXVE" width="560"></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-39191462351966480762013-08-13T08:14:00.001-07:002013-08-13T08:14:14.115-07:00Yay, it's FetishCon time!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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You know when there's an event you look forward to every year, an event that just thinking about gives you a gleam in your eye?<br />
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Yeah. <a href="http://www.fetishcon.com/" target="_blank">FetishCon</a> is one of those events for me. Held in Tampa, this is its thirteenth year. We've gone the past several years, and now it's an annual "staycation" for Sir and me. We load in a roomful of luggage that, when unpacked, makes it look like a fetish shop exploded. We park and rarely get back into the car for the entire weekend. We ignore dawn and dusk and stay up all night and sleep half the morning, only to drag ourselves out of bed for coffee.<br />
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You know, the important stuff. LOL<br />
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And yes, this is the same FetishCon (although locals here usually call it FetCon) I mentioned in my book <i><b><a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/the-denim-dom" target="_blank">The Denim Dom</a></b></i>.<br />
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While it's an industry event, meaning you can find fetish models galore, it's also heavily geared toward the BDSM lifestyle crowd. There are great vendors, classes, and dungeons. (Although you have to have a weekend pass to access the dungeons.)<br />
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It's a LOT of fun. If you're in the Tampa area this weekend, you can get day passes at the door, but they won't give you dungeon access at night. Still, if you're looking for a great fetish event, you don't want to miss it.<br />
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Sir spent last weekend making me pony gear, and I now have a gorgeous, custom-made headstall and hip harness (to attach my tail, which I'm still working on LOL). He's a very crafty Sir, and for less than $300 in materials, I now have over $500 worth of gear. And still plenty of materials left over. He's also working on a body harness for me. (I'll post pics once I take some good ones that do the gear justice.)<br />
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I'm so excited, I feel like a kid about to go off to camp! LOL<br />
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Tymber Dalton is the author of over fifty books, and her latest, <b><i><a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/pinch-me" target="_blank">Pinch Me</a></i></b> (Suncoast Society) is now available for pre-order from Siren-BookStrand. Her website is <a href="http://tymberdalton.com/" target="_blank">http://tymberdalton.com</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-52142247078922148482013-07-22T00:00:00.000-07:002013-07-22T00:00:16.690-07:00What's a kink?If you're a regular reader of this blog, you probably think you know what a kink is. But do you really? How about a fetish, for that matter? Is there a difference?<br />
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According to the website BDSM Cafe (<a href="http://bdsmcafe.com/resource/glossary/gloss-x.html" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 200%;">http://bdsmcafe.com/resource/glossary/gloss-x.html</a>) there is a difference. But what is it?<br />
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From the KinkForAll website:<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">The words "kink" or "kinky" are ambiguous, lending themselves to an inclusive and open environment. They also specifically refer to non-mainstream, unconventional or unusual sexuality.</span><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Since some people reflexively associate "kink" with specific ideas (but not necessarily the <em>same</em> ideas), here are various definitions of the word from several sources:</span><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"> </span><br />
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<li style="border: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">The <a href="http://wordnetweb.princeton.edu/perl/webwn?s=kink" style="border: 0px; color: #114488; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Princeton online dictionary defines "kink" as "unusual sexual tastes."</a></span></li>
</ul>
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<li style="border: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">The Random House Dictionary on <a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/kink" style="border: 0px; color: #114488; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Dictionary.com defines "kink" as "unconventional sexual preferences or behavior[…]."</a> </span></li>
</ul>
<ul style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #444444; line-height: 19.5px; margin: 0px 0px 0px 3em; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
<li style="border: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kink_(sexual)" style="border: 0px; color: #114488; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Wikipedia defines "kink" as "a term used to refer to a playful usage of sexual concepts[…]."</span></a></li>
</ul>
<ul style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #444444; line-height: 19.5px; margin: 0px 0px 0px 3em; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
<li style="border: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Some of the many <a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=kink" style="border: 0px; color: #114488; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">definitions of "kink" on UrbanDictionary.com</a>:</span></li>
</ul>
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<li style="border: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">"sexual priority known as being very subjective, and suceptible to be misunderstood or stereotyped by others" [sic.]</span></li>
</ul>
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<li style="border: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">"Doing in bed what others only think about." </span></li>
</ul>
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<li style="border: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">"wierd/cool, usually in respect to sex"</span></li>
</ul>
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<li style="border: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">"something which is abnormal but good in a sexual way" </span></li>
</ul>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">So where does that leave us? With a lot of questions, that's where! Let's see if we can answer some:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">1. Am I kinky?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Probably, yes. Perhaps not to the extent of practitioners of the BDSM lifestyle, but if you enjoy being blindfolded in bed, having your hair pulled, or getting an occasional smack on the ass during sex, you're at least a little bit kinky.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">2. Should I tell potential bed partners I'm kinky?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Entirely up to you. I'd say if your level of kink leans more toward the stuff in the first answer, probably not necessary. But if you plan to show up for sex in a Chewbacca costume, yeah, that's something your potential lover might want to be aware of.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">3. How do I get someone to become kinky?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Oh, boy. The million dollar question. Personally, I don't think you can force someone to be kinky or do kinky things. It seems like that would create tension in a relationship. Some people just aren't cut out for it, no matter how mild you think what you're asking them to do is. On the other hand, if you start small and work your way up, paying attention to their reactions to things you ask for or do to them, I believe there are people who will open their minds to more adventuresome activities.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">4. Is what I like kink or a fetish?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">According to BDSM cafe, a fetish is a fixation, usually sexual, on an activity or object. I think the important word here is fixation. Kinksters like to do some things vanilla people don't, but people with fetishes can become obsessed by them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Are things less ambiguous now? Did you learn anything? ;-)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Take a look at the five-star review my latest BDSM book, Unexpected Top, just got from Long and Short Reivews: </span><a href="http://www.longandshortreviews.com/book-reviews/unexpected-top-by-cassandra-carr/">http://www.longandshortreviews.com/book-reviews/unexpected-top-by-cassandra-carr/</a><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">For more about me or my books, visit my website at <a href="http://www.booksbycassandracarr.com/">http://www.booksbycassandracarr.com</a>.</span><br />
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Cassandra Carrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261191490396335404noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-39498393524207542692013-07-11T00:00:00.000-07:002013-07-11T00:00:01.244-07:00Welcome guest blogger with Jennifer Kacey with her #NewRelease - #BDSMToday we're pleased to welcome author Jennifer Kacey, who has a new release with Ellora's Cave. She's here to talk about sexting for guys. If you want to see her tips on sexting for girls, check out her recent post on Dirty Birdies. Take it away, Jennifer!<br />
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<u><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Sexting 101 for Guys<o:p></o:p></span></u></div>
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I did Sexting 101 for
Girls the other day on the Dirty Birdies Blog, so now I’m going to flip it
around and talk to you members of the male species. It’s time for you guys to
learn a thing or two about what we really want from a boyfriend/lover/husband
when it comes to sexting.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Yep, we’re going to start with disclaimers and I’m pretty
sure you know what I’m going to tell you first off.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->1.<span style="font-size: 7pt;">
</span><!--[endif]--><u>Do NOT send a naked picture of your junk to
some girl you just met / someone you are just starting a relationship with.</u> There may (and I did only say MAY) be a time
for this later. But mobile media makes it really easy for anybody to facebook,
tweet, pin, and tumblr ALL sorts of pics you might not like shared with all of
your/her friends and family. Just keep
that in mind when you’re snapping away pic after pic of your morning wood.</div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->2.<span style="font-size: 7pt;">
</span><!--[endif]-->If you’re hung like a horse and need to buy
condoms in the XL Magnum aisle then disregard #1 and my cell number is…
**GRINS**<o:p></o:p></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->3.<span style="font-size: 7pt;">
</span><!--[endif]-->If you’re new in a relationship or have had a
spouse or partner for years you can do this too! Everyone likes to feel special
and thought of on a daily basis.<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->Please re-read number 1!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Let me start off with WE LIKE GETTING PICS TOO!! There I
said it. Sexting should <u>not</u> be a one-sided adventure. Like things in
most relationships it needs to be equal or at the very least mutually enjoyable
for both parties.<o:p></o:p></div>
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For some ideas on what we’d like to see men, here you go.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->-<span style="font-size: 7pt;">
</span><!--[endif]-->Sexy pic in sunglasses and a baseball cap.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->-<span style="font-size: 7pt;">
</span><!--[endif]-->For husbands/committed partners a pic of your
hand showing your wedding ring is AWESOME!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->-<span style="font-size: 7pt;">
</span><!--[endif]-->The coffee shop you had a cup of joe and a
muffin at that morning with a “thinking of you” tag.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->-<span style="font-size: 7pt;">
</span><!--[endif]-->If you found a street festival or a carnival,
send a few pics of some tiny trinket you bought/won for her. Or if you had a
gift wrapped send an image of the package she’ll get when you get home.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->-<span style="font-size: 7pt;">
</span><!--[endif]-->Mirror pic of your bare chest and boxers.<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->New hair cut you want her to see – send it
along.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Okay, now for the <u>real</u> sexting…<o:p></o:p></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->-<span style="font-size: 7pt;">
</span><!--[endif]-->If you woke with morning wood and want to share
what she does to you take a pic of the tent it made beneath the sheets.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->-<span style="font-size: 7pt;">
</span><!--[endif]-->After you jack off and you have some silky wet
evidence of how much you miss her on your leg, snap a pic and send it along
with a note, “Wish you were here for clean up duty.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->-<span style="font-size: 7pt;">
</span><!--[endif]-->And for those of you out there in a D/s
relationship send reminders of what awaits her when she gets home. If she’s a
bit naughty when she’s gone <u>or if she’s a VERY good girl</u>. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->-<span style="font-size: 7pt;">
</span><!--[endif]-->A pic of handcuffs, an anal hook, pile of
Shibari length rope, blindfold, a new toy or plug you got just for her. Maybe
even a pic of a whipping bench with her name on it. A flogger or a pair of
hybrid whips she’ll get to enjoy when she gets back. Tell her what she has to
look forward to when she walks in the house or into your playroom next time. <o:p></o:p></div>
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It’s the little reminders that you’re thinking of us and we know we’re on your
mind, that make us feel special and appreciated, even from a far.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<em><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Members Only, Book One</span></em><o:p></o:p><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">She knows it’s wrong. Cyn
shouldn’t have feelings for fraternal twins Jared and Chris, her best friends.
She shouldn’t want them to tie her up or strap her down, to take her one at a
time—or together. The only way to control her taboo desires is to write them
down and lock them away in her diary. Guys like Jared and Chris could never be
interested in someone like her, or in the kind of sex she craves.</span><o:p></o:p><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">But Jared and Chris have read
her diary, and sweet little Cyn is in for the shock of her life. The brothers
not only own a members-only BDSM club, they want her. Need her. And now, with
their unlimited funds and an entire establishment devoted to fulfilling her
darkest pleasures, they’re going to claim Cyn for their own.</span><o:p></o:p><br />
<em><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Inside Scoop:</span></em><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"> If you have a kink, this book
probably has it too. If you like your ménage romances extra hot with a side of
male-male romance, spanking, voyeurism and girl-on-girl action, come and get
it.</span><o:p></o:p><br />
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Buy Links below and others on the TIC webpage<o:p></o:p><br />
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Amazon - <a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00DEK1THQ?_encoding=UTF8&camp=15041&creative=373501&linkCode=as3&tag=wwwjenniferka-20">http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00DEK1THQ?_encoding=UTF8&camp=15041&creative=373501&linkCode=as3&tag=wwwjenniferka-20</a>
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“So, Cyn, why aren’t you fucking anybody?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I sucked a mouthful of beer down the wrong pipe, sputtered
and coughed my way through it and nearly knocked over the glass bottle as I got
it under control. The beer anyway. After wheezing through another breath, I
moved my drink aside. The last thing I needed was a wet spot in my lap. “Where
in the hell did that<o:p></o:p></div>
come from?”<br />
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Jared Kennedy, one of my best friends, glanced at my fingers
as I worried a heart charm at the bottom of a silver chain. A knowing smirk
tilted his lips when he glanced up again. “Come on. Nobody creaming your
Twinkie at the moment or do you not like sex in general? We want to know. So
don’t be shy, spit it out.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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The other half of the “we” he referred to was his fraternal
twin Chris, who watched us across an empty dance floor and from behind their
bar thirty feet away. Still anxiously working the pendant back and forth, I
turned once more to Jared.<o:p></o:p></div>
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chest, an expectant smile revealing bright-white teeth. The brothers had always
done that. Known the right expression to make so I would answer anything. They
acted broody or impatient and I’d give anything to make them happy. Pathetic—my
middle name when it came to these two.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I like it, J. As much as anybody does, I guess. Whether I
like it to the same extent you and Chris do, I don’t know. Your <i>appetites</i> have always run on the high
side according to the gossipmongers in town.” I squirmed in my seat. I admit
it. One of my best friends was asking me if I liked sex and all I could think
was…<i>meh</i>. My sex life…well, visualize
the <i>Titanic</i> sinking and you get the
gist. Most guys don’t appreciate being called another guy’s name—or two guys’ names—when
you’re getting off. It’s a real deal breaker.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Uh huh. It’s Saturday night and you’re here, like last
night and the night before. Guys hit on you but you blow ’em off. You work at
the gym all day and help out here anytime we ask. CJ’s has gotten damn busy and
we dig the help but you’ve been restless lately and we’ve both noticed. What
gives?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Getting to work at the bar with both of them on a weekend
was rare. One of them was normally MIA. But tonight? From the moment I stepped
foot inside they were watching me. Shivers of awareness raced over my skin but
I was too chicken to actually do anything about it. A blush slithered its way
up my bare shoulders, crawled all over my failing willpower and flipped on a
big neon sign above my head, flashing “Not Gettin’ Any”.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Jared and Chris knowing that my social calendar was on par
with reservations at a leper colony just plain sucked. The three of us had been
close for years but this was way beyond what my heart—and several other tingly
parts—could handle.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“You’re hot. You haven’t been with anyone since Matt.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Mild panic settled in the pit of my stomach because Jared
wasn’t going to drop it. Thankfully my beer sat well out of reach.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Not that it’s any of your business but who’s to say I’m not
having sex every night and twice on Sundays?” I cocked a blonde eyebrow in his
direction with a little sultry thrown in, with what I hoped was a sassy twist
of my lips. That sass faded into scared rabbit when he gave me <i>that</i> look again. Same one he’d been
giving me all night long. The one I’d seen for years and hated because it was
never directed at me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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It was Jared on the make. My adrenal gland kicked into high
gear. I was a little bit thrilled and a whole lot terrified.<o:p></o:p></div>
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He was always the comedian. He’d played pranks on me any
chance he could but this was no joke.<o:p></o:p></div>
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His gaze remained locked on me and his blue eyes, shadowed
by thick lashes, taunted me with sexual promise. Female residents of our fair
city of Arcadia had spent years fantasizing over his tanned skin and muscled frame.
Right at the height of my ogling, he speared long fingers through his blond,
sun-streaked hair. It wasn’t long enough to negate any of his rugged appeal but
it was far from the military cut he’d worn for years. Currently, it was perfect
to hold on to for a nice long ride.<o:p></o:p></div>
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As his hair fell across his brow, he leaned onto the table
to grab his beer. He grazed my arm on the way and I locked my muscles up good
and tight to suppress another shiver. My reaction to them? Spontaneous
combustion.<o:p></o:p></div>
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But tonight was different. Tonight they’d <i>noticed</i> how I responded to them. They’d
thrown logs on the smoldering fire every chance they got. Touching me, teasing
me. Staring at me as if they knew how wet I was. For them. Only them.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Website - <a href="http://www.jenniferkacey.com/">http://www.jenniferkacey.com/</a><br />
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Twitter - <a href="https://twitter.com/JenniferKacey">https://twitter.com/JenniferKacey</a>
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Goodreads – <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6941549.Jennifer_Kacey">http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6941549.Jennifer_Kacey</a>
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<strong><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Jennifer Kacey </span></strong>is
a wife, mother, and business owner living with her family in Texas. She sings
in the shower, plays piano in her dreams, and has to have a different color of
nail polish every week. The best advice she’s ever been given? Find the real
you and never settle for anything less.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Cassandra Carrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261191490396335404noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-91813879981878251072013-06-21T07:20:00.000-07:002013-06-21T07:21:15.967-07:00Switches: Yes, we really exist. (And no, we're not confused.)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I did a guest post today for Tara Rose's BDSM Blitz that she's doing over on her blog. I talk about being a switch, what it is that we do, and why we're not "confused" about what we do (like some won twue way fucktards would love to claim).<br />
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Please stop by and check it out:<br />
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<a href="http://www.tararoseromanceauthor.com/" target="_blank"><b>http://www.tararoseromanceauthor.com/</b></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-89013542610927240332013-06-18T10:50:00.002-07:002013-06-18T10:54:21.953-07:00The voices are rarely wrong.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I'd had this one WIP (work in progress) that I'd been sitting on for several years. Mostly written, I just hadn't gotten back around to working on it. Because it was a MF, with thriller/mystery elements, I thought I'd probably end up self-publishing it eventually.<br />
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Then it called to me, but not as it was. It had changed.<br />
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It now insisted it was actually a BDSM book (which it had not been before) and suddenly, I saw a depth to the story I'd missed before.<br />
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Being a writer, especially a pantster like me, means stuff like this can happen.<br />
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So now I'm finishing the poor little orphan to submit to my publisher. And yes, as a BDSM story, one of the Suncoast Society world, it works FAR better than it did simply as a story with romantic elements to it.<br />
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And because it sat for several years, I'm seeing the story with a completely fresh eye. The skeleton of the story remains, but with this new element, the conflict is amped up immensely.<br />
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Long story short, a woman is attacked and at the beginning of the story she awakes from being in a coma several days, and has complete amnesia. Her fiance is immediately cleared because he was at work.<br />
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So there is a two-prong conflict now. He doesn't dare tell her up front they were a BDSM Master/slave couple. And most of their friends are in the lifestyle. (And yes, all your old favorites from the Suncoast Society books will be making walk-throughs, if not major appearances.) He has to try to help her regain her memories while winning her heart all over again, in addition to the psycho that's still on the loose and wants to kill her.<br />
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Yeppers, it's got me by the throat now as I'm going through the edit/writing process. I can't wait for y'all to get your hands on this one! :)<br />
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(Tymber's website is <a href="http://tymberdalton.com/" target="_blank">http://tymberdalton.com</a> and her Suncoast Society books are available through Siren-BookStrand at <a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/tymber-dalton" target="_blank">http://www.bookstrand.com/tymber-dalton</a> as well as at Amazon, Nook, Kobo, Apple, and other major third-party book retailers.)<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-37840229818623754002013-06-05T07:59:00.000-07:002013-06-05T07:59:26.974-07:00I believe I've been insulted...I went to a branch of our local library system the other day with my daughter, and decided to ask what the process was for getting my paperbacks into their catalog. I'd gladly donate a copy of each of my paperbacks (that's $75 total - eek! - when did I get so many paperbacks?) to the library system. They have something like 65 libraries, but hey, at least they'd be there if someone searched for them. I do have readers in this area. I know I do - they've contacted me. :-P<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This one would be okay, since it's non-erotic. <br />But wait, he's shirtless & you can see his undies. <br />Abort! Abort!</td></tr>
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But I digress.</div>
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Things were going swimmingly and I was encouraged that maybe my books could be part of my local library system. Then I asked about the raciness aspect. The library director put her hand down on the counter and said, "At one end of the spectrum we have those Harlequins your grandmother would read, and at the other end of the spectrum we have Fifty Shades of Grey," and moved her hand to the other side of the counter.</div>
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My head exploded. Here was my thought process as I tried to recover. "Oh my God, she thinks FSOG is at the END of the spectrum? And she's a library director?!?"</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The blow job scene w/in the first 10 <br />pages would've caused a swoon, I'm sure.</td></tr>
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I managed to tell her I had books from about the middle of the road (I do publish some non-erotic titles) to the Fifty Shades side. I chose not to mention just how far <i>past</i> the FSOG line some of my work was. Here's how she responded. She pursed her lips - I don't think I've ever seen someone actually do that, and wrinkled her nose like she'd smelled something bad. Then she said, "Oh, I don't allow books with THAT KIND OF CONTENT."</div>
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Seriously? Who made you judge and jury about what types of work readers should have access to? I thought this was 2013. We can't handle a little sex with our love stories?</div>
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Apparently not. Censorship is alive and well.</div>
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But I know when to fight the battle and when to retreat, so I retreated. I'm going to contact the central library acquisition department to see if their policy reflects the archaic attitude of that library director. I hope not. I can't say I have much confidence, though.</div>
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-- Cassandra</div>
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To see more about me and my books with THAT KIND OF CONTENT, check out my website at <a href="http://www.booksbycassandracarr.com/">http://www.booksbycassandracarr.com</a>.</div>
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Cassandra Carrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261191490396335404noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-21993519944339043072013-05-24T07:42:00.000-07:002013-05-24T07:42:50.661-07:00Real-life poly menages: not all about the sexy."Oh, you're so lucky to have a Hubby and a Sir!"<br />
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*snort*<br />
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I hear that one a lot. No, I'm not kvetching, believe me, but I think people form an unrealistic view of a real-life poly relationship based on what they read. It's not a fraction as sexy as in the books. LOL<br />
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For starters, Sir and I are, first and foremost, devoted to our spouses and our marriages. Those always come first, including all the real-world ups and downs. And we're both very busy people. He has an incredibly demanding, high-stress job, and works a lot of hours. I'm a self-employed workaholic writer who works a lot of hours.<br />
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Starting to form a picture yet? LOL<br />
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I'd say it's safe to estimate that 90% of our relationship has nothing to do with sex. And that's a LOW estimate. It might be closer to 95%. We're friends first and foremost. And yes, we do love each other. If we didn't, we probably would have killed each other by now. LOL Over 75% of our relationship happens via text messages or email, because of our schedules. And the time we spend together, a lot of it is usually in a vanilla context (we shoot skeet once a week with friends, and He might stop by for dinner one night a week and we sit in front of the TV and just talk).<br />
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Still jealous? LOL<br />
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We have to juggle schedules, and how we feel (He is prone to migraines, I have fibro) and then, once or twice a month, we might be able to fit in some sexy/kinky time.<br />
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If we're lucky. LOL<br />
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Am I complaining? No, of course not. But if you write about that in a romance book, you won't sell many copies, will you? LOL<br />
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In the more than three years since Sir and I have been playing together, I can count on one hand with fingers left over how many times it's been a "menage" situation with Him and Hubby. And even then, that was more a scene with both of them topping me than it was "sexy time."<br />
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Again, I'm not complaining.<br />
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Here's the thing, we both have spouses who love us and trust us (key point) and know we have our priorities straight. They also understand we have interests that they don't have (kinky and vanilla). Instead of trying to force themselves to do what they don't like to do, they give us permission to go do them without them (again, kinky and vanilla both) and understand that when we come home, we come home happier, meaning our marriages are stronger in the long run for it. Meaning THEY (our spouses) are happier in the long run, because they are also free to pursue what they want without guilt of them holding us back, or resentment at forcing themselves to go along with us.<br />
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Make sense?<br />
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So yes, it's fun to write about all this wild and crazy smexy time with characters, but don't think everything I write is a reflection of what my sex life is like. LOL Because, believe me, in that regard, I'm pretty boring. :)<br />
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Tymber Dalton has a new release out today: Triple Trouble 5 - Out of Smoke and Ashes<br />
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Get books 1 and 2 in the Placida Pod series for $2.75 each when you purchase Out of Smoke and Ashes! All items must be in the cart at the same time when completing the transaction to apply this special offer.<br />
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[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, shape-shifters, sex in shifted form, consensual BDSM between secondary M/F characters, HEA]<br />
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Elain Pardie’s wedding is interrupted when her matron of honor, Lina, goes into labor. Unfortunately, events spiral downhill from there for the Lyalls and their kin when an old foe refuses to roll over and play dead. As everyone suspected, Rodolfo Abernathy won’t give up.<br />
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What Abernathy doesn’t know is he’s become more prey than predator. Shifters with grudges of their own enter the fight with their sights set on Abernathy’s downfall.<br />
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When the fur hits the fan, it won’t be pretty.<br />
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While Elain and Lina struggle to cope with their new roles, various shifter Clans band together to fight their common enemies. Devastating heartaches are finally laid to rest as new love blossoms.<br />
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And Baba Yaga isn’t even done with them yet. Elain, Ain, Brodey, and Cail, along with their ever-growing band of friends and adopted family, must still confront those who’d gladly destroy all they love as evil and vengeance once again return from Out of Smoke and Ashes.<br />
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Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.<br />
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A Siren Erotic Romance<br />
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Tymber Dalton is a Siren-exclusive author.<br />
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The correct order to read all of the Triple Trouble books and prequels is:<br />
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"Boiling Point" (Tasty Treats, Vol. 3)<br />
Steam<br />
Fire and Ice<br />
Trouble Comes in Threes (Triple Trouble 1)<br />
Storm Warning (Triple Trouble 2)<br />
Three Dog Night (Triple Trouble 3)<br />
Triple Dog Dare (Triple Trouble 4)<br />
Out of Smoke and Ashes (Triple Trouble 5)<br />
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You can find all her Siren releases as Tymber Dalton, Lesli Richardson, Macy Largo, and Tessa Monroe on her Siren page at:<br />
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A little while ago I was asked to contribute an anthology. A group of Australian authors came up with the idea to write erotic romance stories with the primary theme being food, the concept caused my mind to race...oh yes, I wanted to be a part of this. </div>
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My wicked mind immediately raced to two things I've fantasies about. The first, having someone lay food on top of me, then eat it and the second, being used as a table by a sexy dominant. I can't explain either compulsion but for some reason they both turn me on. I've never included either in any of my books before because I was unsure how readers would respond. This time, I decided to throw caution to the wind and take a shot at writing both activities into my novella, All You Can Eat. </div>
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The research was fun...no, get your minds out of the gutter I didn't do activity, well <i>yet</i> anyway. In relation to food play, I discovered a practice called Nyotaimori. It's a subdivision of food play where sushi is served on a naked woman's body. I found the idea quite sexy. It seemed a classier way of engaging in food play instead of other forms of the play that can make a huge mess. It also enabled me to incorporate the aspect of objectification, i.e. having my Dom use my sub as a table, plate or however I decided fitted the characters personalities. I was faced with a couple of issues though if I wanted to make the story work.</div>
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Firstly this wasn't a BDSM anthology and secondly a lot of objectification or human furniture activities involve extreme bondage practices where the sub is not only used as furniture but incorporated into actual furnishing (like chairs) within the home. Nyotaimori had it's own issues of safety and some medical experts advise against the practice for health reasons, although warnings are mainly in relation to public setting scenarios. I had to find a happy medium, scenes that wouldn't terrify those who've not read BDSM romance before and would fit in with the heat level of the other writers in the anthology. The answer I came up with - sensually kinky play.<br />
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Like all aspects of BDSM, participants enjoy it to varying degrees, adapting it to their own needs, likes and dislikes. In All You Can Eat my characters decided to go with the lighter side of play, no pain, no severe bondage, no humiliation. They adapted the activities to fit their needs and likes, as well as mine as the author.</div>
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Edible Delights Vol 1, featuring my novella, All You Can Eat goes on sale on Friday 17th through Secret Cravings Publishing. If you'd like to purchase it here is the link: <a href="http://store.secretcravingspublishing.com/index.php?main_page=book_info&cPath=4&products_id=603&zenid=ce8e365d77103b1ead29c4145d71f6da" target="_blank"><span style="color: #783f04;">Secret Cravings</span></a></div>
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You can also go in the draw to win a PDF copy of the book over at my blog <span style="color: #783f04;">(<a href="http://jangraham.blogspot.com.au/2013/05/pre-release-day-giveaway-edible.html" target="_blank">http://jangraham.blogspot.com.</a>)</span> my pre-release giveaway runs for the next 24 hrs and then there will be a second chance to win a copy if you drop back to the blog over the weekend. </div>
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He's a little excerpt to give you a taste of what you might win.</div>
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<b>All You Can Eat - Excerpt.</b><br />
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Jai took the food from her and placed it on the daybed parallel to one of
the pillows.</div>
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“I think I’d like to eat my salad at a table.” Kat looked perplexed as he
patted the cushions on either side of him in turn. “Elbows here near the salad
please and knees on this one.”</div>
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Kat continued to look at him quizzically, flicking her gaze between each
pillow before meeting his once more, this time with a wide-eyed stare.</div>
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“You want me to lie across you and be a table?” Jai nearly laughed at the
shocked expression on her face. A smile hinted at his lips as Kat remained
kneeling at his feet.</div>
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“Yes, I need a surface to eat from and I can’t think of a more
pleasurable one than you. So, elbows here with your knees there so you’re
crouched low across my lap.”</div>
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“I can’t believe I’m doing this.” Kat stood, then knelt on the cushion to
Jai’s left, stretched across his lap and placed her hands on the cushion to his
right.</div>
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<span style="line-height: 150%;">Jai ran his hand from her shoulder to hip as Kat lowered herself onto
elbows, the line of her body appearing like a lazily stretching cat. He applied
a little pressure as he moved his hand across her hips, just above the panty
line. Kat lowered her bottom until her thighs rested close to her calves. Her
breasts moved against his outer thigh as her stomach rested against his
erection, causing him to groan low in his throat. Maybe this </span><span style="line-height: 30px;">wasn't</span><span style="line-height: 150%;"> a good
idea. If he </span><span style="line-height: 30px;">didn't</span><span style="line-height: 150%;"> maintain control they </span><span style="line-height: 30px;">wouldn't</span><span style="line-height: 150%;"> make it to dessert because
he’d be the one begging for release. That was not his plan.</span></div>
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“You have the softest skin, kitty kat.” Jai smoothed his hands over her
back and massaged her shoulders briefly, listening to Kat’s lust-filled moans.
He slid his hands back down toward her ass, gently rubbing each globe before
giving each one a light slap.</div>
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“Thank you, I like that.” Kat rubbed her body against his lap. He meant
to drive her arousal higher than she could stand, not the other way around.</div>
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<span style="line-height: 150%;">“Yes, so do I.” Jai slapped each check once more delighted at the little
moan each one elicited from his adorable table. “Time to eat. Will I enjoy what </span><span style="line-height: 30px;">you've</span><span style="line-height: 150%;"> prepared for me?” Jai placed one hand on her shoulder and the other at
her hip to still her movement.</span></div>
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“I hope so, I’d like my reward. I really enjoyed the last one.” Jai
scooped a portion of salad onto her back centering it between her bra and panty
lines, then proceeded to pour the dressing across the top.</div>
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Kat giggled and began to wiggle as he tossed the dressing through the
salad.</div>
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“Tables don’t usually laugh or wiggle, kitten.”</div>
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“The chili in the dressing makes my skin tingle, then you tickled me when
you tossed the dressing though.” Kat continued to giggle as Jai began to eat.</div>
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<span style="line-height: 150%;">He ensured the fork </span><span style="line-height: 30px;">didn't</span><span style="line-height: 150%;"> dig into Kat’s delicate skin but also
occasionally let the prongs scrap over her ticklish flesh, eliciting another
round of laughter. This was the most delightful Thai salad Jai had ever eaten, especially
considering he was sharing it with the sexiest woman, and table, he’d ever
eaten off.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 150%;">Jai ran the fork gently along Kat’s spine. Traces of dressing dotted her
skin, a delicacy he </span><span style="line-height: 30px;">wasn't</span><span style="line-height: 150%;"> going to leave unaddressed. He placed the fork on
the empty platter, raised her up onto all fours by positioning one hand under
her stomach and applying upward pressure.</span></div>
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Jai bent to whisper against her ear. “Reward time.”</div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">We so often see the extremes in BDSM, and while the super tough Doms can be stimulating and exciting and down right delicious, there is a different type of dominance too often neglected or overlooked in today's romance. That guy so naturally in charge he doesn't need a label to categorize him. He's the man who commands a woman's attention even if he scares her, steals her breath, or makes her want to run. This is the type that I want in my everyday life. The kind who generates shivers the moment he walks into the room. The man who blows my mind with a look or a whispered command. The kind who will back off and let a woman run if she needs to only to be there to catch her if she stumbles. This type of Alpha male used to be incredibly popular in romance, but now seems to have stepped back in favor of the sadist (can be a little much for daily enjoyment) or the Beta (someone please give this hero a backbone).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The <span style="background-color: #bf9000;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/BUNDLE-Sturgis-Rally-Riders-ebook/dp/B00BMEM2U4">Sturgis Rally Riders Series</a> </span>explores the everyday types of dominate heroes/heroines. From the older man who meets a virgin's "daddy" fetish whether she openly admits she has one or not (Runaway Virgin), to the sexy Domme willing to train a newbie sub to the joys found in a bit of pain (Whipped Puppy), to the neglected and protective husband pushed to his limit who <i>convinces</i> his love to face her fears (Public Adoration), and finally the natural dominate strong enough to shove back when a woman pushes all his buttons (Beautiful Ink). When I wrote the series, the intention was to look at the different types of people who come to the Sturgis Motorcycle classic, but all the heroes/heroines seemed to want the boundaries inherent in a Dom/sub relationship. While many come to the rally to escape the daily grind or tour the gorgeous Black Hills, most check their inhibitions at the edge of town. The series is a testament to the raw sexuality that throbs just beneath the surface.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">This week, April 8 - 12, the entire series is <a href="http://www.amazon.com/BUNDLE-Sturgis-Rally-Riders-ebook/dp/B00BMEM2U4" style="background-color: #cc0000;">FREE</a>. So don't miss out.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #bf9000;"><span style="line-height: 20px;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/review/R1DVJXZDADOETS/ref=cm_cr_dp_title?ie=UTF8&ASIN=B0087J1KNM&channel=detail-glance&nodeID=133140011&store=digital-text">Whipped Puppy</a> - </span>Ka</span><span style="background-color: #bf9000;">talina has made me a believer, and she sort of makes me want a Domme to take a whack at me.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: #bf9000;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Public-Adoration-Edge-Series-ebook/dp/B008D6PS4Q/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1365446913&sr=1-1&keywords=Public+Adoration">Public Adoration</a> - </span><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span style="background-color: #bf9000;">What is a man to do to convince his wife he thinks she is sexy?? Well public sex of course. I know it may sound like I'm making fun of this, but this is one of the sexiest scenes I have re</span></span><span style="background-color: #bf9000; line-height: 20px;">ad.</span><span style="background-color: #bf9000; line-height: 20px;"> </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: #bf9000;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Beautiful-Ink-Edge-Series-ebook/product-reviews/B008HIVHRC/ref=cm_cr_dp_see_all_btm?ie=UTF8&showViewpoints=1&sortBy=bySubmissionDateDescending">Beautiful Ink</a> - I</span><span style="background-color: #bf9000;"> loved the heroine's sassy mouth and the heroes take control attitude. I have to say I read this during lunch at work and needed a soda to cool off but wished I had a bullet on me to slake the itch this read left me with.</span></span><br />
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I saw a posting on a Facebook page for some asshat wannabe Dom who, among other things, claims that "real men" don't hurt women.<br />
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I'm sure that would come as a HUGE shock to all the pain sluts out there. And the sadists.<br />
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Yes, the guy did include a caveat about limits, but his overall message was that it shouldn't be about the pain.<br />
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Odd, because I have friends for whom it IS all about the pain. They wouldn't bottom if they weren't getting pain. They will bottom to friends with whom they don't have a romantic relationship with BECAUSE they want the pain their sadistic toppy friend can dish out.<br />
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Look, just because a guy throws up a Facebook page and claims to be a Dominant doesn't make it true.<br />
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No, a "real" Dom does NOT violate a hard limit or a safeword. Absolutely they don't.<br />
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But cause pain? Um, yeah. There are countless sadists out there who are involved in BDSM BECAUSE they enjoy inflicting pain.<br />
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Here's how you can tell a "real" Dominant in the lifestyle from an asshat poser -- the REAL Dominant, if they have any experience under their belt, will be honest that there are some kinks that are not their kinks, but are still valid kinks.<br />
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Being into BDSM for the pain IS a valid kink. Might not be your kink, but it doesn't make it any less valid.<br />
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THIS is why I have a HUGE problem with the "won twue way" fucktards who preach to people who have NO clue what BDSM is, and they get these people fawning all over them because it's nothing more than an ego stroke for the Facebook "dominant" handing out bullshit they think their audience wants to hear.<br />
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"Real" BDSM is frequently NOT pretty. People LOVE to show off their bruises and marks. There are many submissives (myself included) who LOVE having bruises and marks to show after a session. In fact, I tend to get pissed off at Sir if He doesn't leave at least a few marks on me. If I'm taking the pain (and I'm not a pain slut) then dammit, I want something to remember it by. LOL<br />
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So when you see someone spouting information and not acknowledging that there ARE other ways of practicing BDSM, that's a HUGE red flag the person is a poser, fucktard, douche canoe, or other flavor of someone to stay FAR away from.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-6424713968464663372013-03-29T11:09:00.002-07:002013-03-29T11:09:40.635-07:00Amazon buys Goodreads (put away the pitchforks).<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yes, I know, some people view Amazon as something akin to the Anti-Christ. However, they're not all that bad. (Not like, oh, say, Monsanto.)<br />
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Yes, Amazon's buying Goodreads. No, it doesn't mean the end of Goodreads as you know it. I've written a blog post to summarize it, along with providing several relevant links on the matter to help you suss out the truth and make your own decision.<br />
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<a href="http://leslirichardson.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-skys-not-falling-and-amazon-doesnt.html" target="_blank">The sky's not falling, and Amazon doesn't (always) eat their young.</a><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Take Me, Break Me hit the top 100 Erotic list on Amazon in the first few days.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“An intriguing and wonderful insight into a beginning Dom.”</span><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Cherise Sinclair – author of the Club Shadowlands series.</span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“…both HOT and thought provoking. I love those kinds of books.”</span><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Candace Blevins – author of the Safewords series.</span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Jodie is scraping the barrel trying to stay afloat. An idea arrives that could rescue her finances and bring her together in a kinky way with a man she never gave up on. She's terrified and fascinated, and tempted as hell.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Capture fantasies rule her eBook. Re-enacting one in a documentary would surely be irresistible viewing to millions of women?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">But Jodie and Klaus discover that inside an ordinary man dark desires may lurk. What will win in the end? The man and lover, or the monster?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Capture fantasy; anal play; M/f as well as one m/f/f/m
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Nice is bad, Jodie? You want mind fuck. You want mean. You want things you dream about. You have no idea.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"> “Starting now. The rules are gone. I make my own rules.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Rule one. You don’t talk unless I say you can.” As her mouth opened, with the buckles trapped in my fingers, I dropped both gags into view, and dangled them. “Talk and I use these.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“My conclusions. You asked me to do this because you still want me in your bed. You want me to fuck you.” Her gasp, I answered by swinging the ball gag. She uttered no words. “Somewhere in your plans, you hoped. The rules, I made up those in line with what I knew you’d be thinking. You knew I’d not step beyond, or not much.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“You imagined some safe little love affair, with some kink on the side? Doesn’t work that way. Either you hand over control, or I walk. No documentary. Nod if you agree.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Good. This room is no longer your prison. The house is secure and private enough. You’re coming upstairs as long as you behave. I’ll install more cameras.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Let me point out what could have happened if this stupid plan had gone wrong. If you picked a less restrained, a less sensible man. You’ve given me a hundred filthy dirty ideas about what I could do to you. I never knew what depths my mind could plunge to. Now I do. If anyone was mind fucked so far, it was me. Another man would follow through. You think these gags are bad? This one with the red ball is simple, it just stops you talking.” I laid the other, metal-and-leather gag across my palm. “This one is a spider gag. With this in, you can’t close your mouth and your mouth can be fucked. Do you have any idea of the things on the internet? Wait.” I held up my hand. “I guess you do, from what’s in those books you read.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“You want a list? How about the list of things a man could do to you in this situation? I could make you wash my dishes naked with a gag in. I could tie you up, cut your clothes off and just stare at you all day – just because I could. I could make you be a piece of furniture and ignore you. Humiliating? Yes. I could train you to be an anal slut. I could fuck your ass all day long. I could collar you and make you crawl around on the floor like a dog at a convenient height for blow jobs. I could share you with the man down the street, stick needles in your nipples and use them and some string to fasten you to eyebolts in the ceiling. Want to try that one? And at the end of it all, if I was the worst sort of man, I could kill you and bury you out there on the beach.” I swung my arm up to point. “Maybe no one would ever find you.”</span></div>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-64821346618667756732013-02-21T00:13:00.000-08:002013-02-21T00:13:00.736-08:00Is there an age requirement to be a good Dom?Recently I've been reading a lot about the age of Doms and how many people would never consider someone under the age of, for instance, thirty years old to be a "real Dom". Most of the reasons given for this opinion have to do with maturity and experience. I agree, to a certain extent. I've seen men on sites like FetLike who are 18, 20 etc and calling themselves Doms. At that young, it doesn't seem to me that a man can be everything a Dom should be. I believe Doms do need to have a certain amount of life experience before they can be a good Dom. But what's the "magic number"? Is there one?<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijmhnX6Fzy3Fo3kfxDNpZCttsak9Ae_QEucp52yrnBlokYxrj4XmNsEHJls4oRuTaCGiEOs4dh3eOSnIvPh03tpYokl_ADsQXl43g94tabO_YktafdQtIwt54haGz9aHaHwIh1Q_zjTu0tE0ev/s1600/unexpectedtop_msr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijmhnX6Fzy3Fo3kfxDNpZCttsak9Ae_QEucp52yrnBlokYxrj4XmNsEHJls4oRuTaCGiEOs4dh3eOSnIvPh03tpYokl_ADsQXl43g94tabO_YktafdQtIwt54haGz9aHaHwIh1Q_zjTu0tE0ev/s320/unexpectedtop_msr.jpg" width="194" /></a>In the book I'm writing currently, my Dom is twenty-seven. He's one of the youngest Doms I've ever written. I think Conner from Impact was between twenty-five and twenty-eight, but Jack from Caught and Ryan from Master Class were both in their thirties. Will has a few insecurities/hang-ups/whatever you want to call them because he isn't quite as emotionally mature as my older Doms. I'm not a big fan of writing the uber-Dom anyway, so my Doms tend to have doubts, but in Will's case some of his even stem from the idea that he's not sure he NEEDS BDSM in his life. Can he be happy without it if his lover isn't into it?<br />
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How much experience does a man need before he can fully grasp the crucial aspects of BDSM - particularly the psychological aspects? (By the way, I use man as a catch-all - the same points go for women as Dommes.) Can someone who's only a few years out of college really understand and be able to translate into practice all the nuances of BDSM?<br />
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I'm not saying they can't - just posing the question. So what do you think?<br />
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I released Unexpected Top on January 18th, and it's got a bit of a different slant to BDSM. The heroine initiates a female-led relationship (similar to Taken in Hand) to try to save her marriage. For more information on that or any of my other books, check out my website at <a href="http://www.booksbycassandracarr.com/">http://www.booksbycassandracarr.com</a>.<br />
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-- CassandraCassandra Carrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11261191490396335404noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-429156142967093682.post-54812449959507015532013-02-18T08:01:00.001-08:002013-02-18T08:05:42.037-08:00To radical feminists who hate BDSM: Fuck. You.On one of the email lists I'm on, someone posted a blog entry sent to them. The short version is the blog was written by a radical feminist who claims that anyone who practices BDSM is a misogynistic asshole (the male Dominant) or a delusional, weak, misled woman (the submissive).<br />
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Really? REALLY? This is 2013. Do we REALLY have to keep having these kinds of discussions?<br />
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The basic tenets of BDSM are trust and communication. Are there abusive assholes? Sure there are, just like there are in vanilla land. And the abusive assholes can be of either gender.<br />
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The radical feminists who refuse to see that BDSM is a legitimate choice in both relationship dynamics as well as sexual practices are no better than the radical right-wing anti-gay evangelicals, or the radical extremists of any religion. The radical feminists who put down the choice to participate in BDSM are small-minded, ignorant pinheads who refuse to educate themselves or talk to people one-on-one who participate in BDSM. They are the intellectual equivalent of the Westboro Baptist Church protesters.<br />
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Look, my choice might not be your choice, but as a BDSM switch I can unequivocally state that I am NOT abused, nor am I an abuser. As a slave and submissive, all I have to do is safeword and play immediately stops. As a top, if my submissive safewords, I immediately stop.<br />
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Tell me how many "abusers" are that considerate?<br />
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Radical feminists who abhor BDSM no doubt would be happy if we all just went to doing cowgirl position, coming before our men, and then rolling over to fall asleep without getting them off.<br />
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*snooorrreeeee*<br />
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Seriously? Do they think the end result of feminist activism is NOT having the choice to do what we want to do? Really?<br />
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You know what? So BDSM isn't your thing. That's cool, I get that. No problem.<br />
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My problem comes when some radical feminist who's never met me lays out a blanket statement saying I'm a misguided, abused fool when they don't know shit about me or my lifestyle.<br />
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I am a switch. I am a submissive. I am a collared slave. (And yes, there are "one twue wayers" out there whose heads just exploded, and to them I also say, "Fuck. You.")<br />
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You don't have to like what I do anymore than I have to like what you do. But here's a key difference--I offer you respect despite not agreeing with your choices.<br />
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Too bad you can't offer back the same. And that means you've wasted your opportunities to wallow in the mire of idiocy, level: Westboro Baptist.<br />
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Your thoughts?<br />
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Tymber Dalton is a <strike>screaming banshee</strike> moderately outspoken real-life participant in the BDSM lifestyle. Her website is <a href="http://tymberdalton.com/" target="_blank">http://tymberdalton.com</a> <a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/tymber-dalton" target="_blank">and her sequel to <i>The Reluctant Dom, The Denim Dom,</i> will be released March 1, 2013, from Siren-BookStrand</a>.<br />
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Happy Friday! I think the blog post title says it all. LOL I'll be spending a goodly chunk of my weekend at lifestyle events with Sir. (Third Saturdays are always busy for us with standing events we attend.)<br />
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I read a rant on Fetlife the other day from a Dom who made a pretty valid point, in my book. He talked about the Fifty Shades phenomenon, and how kudos to the author on her success, but that she did "'nillas" now looking to get into the lifestyle no favors by her portrayal of it. That there are people like him, "predators" (and he meant in a consensual, heavy sadist kind of way) who will make the hero of that book look like Mr. Rogers. That the "milder" form of BDSM she <strike>mis</strike>represented is only one slice of an infinite pie of real-life BDSM. That people like him, who use extreme humiliation in their scenes, or heavy edge players who maybe do torture scenes, or interrogation scenes, etc. will likely scare the bejeeezus out of noobs who wander into the average dungeon or play party. That this influx of people expecting a kinder, gentler BDSM might try to "pc" and tame BDSM and make it more polite to fit their views of what it "should" be based on a series of books that weren't very true-to-life to begin with, and drive a wedge into the community.<br />
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You know, those are very valid points. I always caution people that they should never base their views of BDSM on any fictional work, because there is such an infinite variety of ways people play. There's a huge bell curve of people, with of course most falling in the center, but extremes on both ends. Sir and I are considered edge players in our group, and when we do our intros at the munch we frequent we joke the list of things we aren't into is usually easier than listing the things we are into.<br />
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Yes, I realize that most people are able to differentiate fantasy from reality. However, as the poster commented, someone whose only experience with BDSM is the FSoG series might be scared away from the lifestyle for good if they witnessed a scene with him dragging a screaming submissive into the middle of a dungeon while calling her horrible names and pissing on her. (Yes, consensually because she's a humiliation whore, so to speak.)<br />
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Thoughts?<br />
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Facebook: I started a Facebook group for BDSM readers and authors (fiction and non-fic) this week. I was shocked when we hit 200 members by the next morning! It's a closed group, meaning posts aren't visible unless you're a member. Yes, promo is allowed (within reason) but the promo MUST involve a BDSM book/page. Please read the rules in the files section when you join.<br />
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<a href="http://www.facebook.com/groups/BDSMBibliophreaks/" target="_blank">http://www.facebook.com/groups/BDSMBibliophreaks/</a><br />
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<b>Update</b> on Tony's (<i>The Reluctant Dom</i>, <i>Domme by Default</i>) story: Yes, I finally got Tony's story finished and turned in! <i>The Denim Dom</i> will be released by Siren-BookStrand on 3/1/13. Woot-woot! :) No cover yet, but here's the blurb:<br />
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<b>Blurb:</b><br />
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Who needs leather when you can have denim? A denim Dom, that is.<br />
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Shayla Pierce dumped her lying ex and moved to Florida to start a job at a magazine. An assignment to write about BDSM leads her to discover a new world and make a slew of new friends, including the sinfully sexy Tony Daniels. She’s just not sure she can ever trust again.<br />
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Tony is used to teaching about BDSM, but he’s never trained a submissive he wasn’t dating before. After losing hope he’ll ever find the perfect submissive for him, Shayla walks into his life and asks him to train her for her series of articles. He knows about her bad break-up and their agreement is supposed to be nothing more than business. But as she raises the ante, he’s finding it harder to keep his heart under lock and key.<br />
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Will Shayla stay a hostage to her past, or allow Tony to become her Denim Dom?<br />
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Other books from this "world" and characters followed up by this book include:<br />
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<i>The Reluctant Dom</i><br />
<i>Domme by Default</i><br />
<i>Safe Harbor</i><br />
<i>Cardinal's Rule</i><br />
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I've dubbed this group of stories "The Suncoast Society" and have several more books planned involving these and other characters.<br />
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They're all available at my author page on Siren-BookStrand's site:<br />
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<a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/tymber-dalton" target="_blank">http://www.bookstrand.com/tymber-dalton</a><br />
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You can go to my Siren-BookStrand author page and click on the Notify Me link to get an email from Siren when they update my page and add new books for pre-order. (It's also where you can find all my releases under my various pen names: Tymber Dalton, Lesli Richardson, Tessa Monroe, and Macy Largo.)<br />
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Finally, I have a new release today! It's a Sweet Life is a prequel to my new Coffeeshop Coven series.<br />
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<a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/its-a-sweet-life" target="_blank">http://www.bookstrand.com/its-a-sweet-life</a><br />
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<b>Blurb</b>:<br />
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Libbie Addams has a mortgage on her struggling bakery, no love life, no health insurance…and fibromyalgia. She's worried about making ends meet when two hunks show up to rent her extra apartment. Not only do cousins Ken Dougherty and Charles Stackhouse make her money worries disappear, they offer to help out in their spare time.<br />
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They also make her panties damp. Too bad they're gay, but they’re great eye candy.<br />
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The men have a secret—they're not gay cousins. They're twin brothers hiding from a vengeful mob boss. Charles is Allan Donohue, a prosecutor with the State Attorney's office in Miami. Benjamin Donohue is the undercover detective who helped break the case wide open. Now they're marked for death.<br />
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They hope their ruse can keep them, and Libbie, safe. Because now that they've fallen in love with the delicious baker, they’ll never let her go. But when vengeance comes calling, will they ever get to enjoy their sweet life together?<br />
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It's a mfm contemporary with just a TINY hint of paranormal elements from secondary characters.The Coffeeshop Coven series will center around Many Blessings, the New Age shop introduced in my book, "Out of the Darkness." Not quite the heavy paranormal of my shifters and vampires, I'm hoping my contemporary fans will also enjoy this series.<br />
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If you haven't read "Out of the Darkness" yet, it's my 2010 EPIC winner that also provides some backstory for Many Blessings. You don't have to read it to read "It's a Sweet Life" or the rest of the series, but if you want the full backstory, you might enjoy it:<br />
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<a href="http://www.bookstrand.com/out-of-the-darkness" target="_blank">http://www.bookstrand.com/out-of-the-darkness</a><br />
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Thanks, and happy Friday, everyone!<br />
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