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Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Topic Tuesday- the best & worst of 2013 and what I'm looking forward to in 2014

Yes, I groaned when I saw this topic from Jeff. Sighs, it's been a year. :( Well admittedly, I'm mostly thinking about November and December- the large personal catastrophes have overshadowed what happened in the months before. Health issues with both mother and mother-in-law, change in job situation for my Master. Of course these all have huge attendant stresses and none is resolved yet. We even had the rare large disagreement- I hate to say "fight" because I doubt few people would look from the outside at the disagreement and label it a fight- voices were never raised, no swearing happened, no violent physical contact happened. Specifically looking at the "best/worst" part, I was led to thinking about my Saturday "joys/sorrows" post on Facebook. For non-Unitarian Universalists reading this, let me explain this basic ritual of community that UUs engage in in most if not all of our congregations. Whether it's lighting a candle at a specific point in a service, dropping a stone into water, or some other action, usually with words from our minister or another teacher, we share joys and sorrows in our lives. Because I'm a lifestyle submissive and while UUs tend to be rather open-minded about a lot of stuff, alt sex people (especially polyamorous and kinky people) find less to no welcome or support, depending on what part of the country and even from one congregation to another. I go to the online UU church, Church of the Larger Fellowship, and I struggled with what to call my Master when sharing a joy or sorrow that mentioned Him, so I stopped sharing as many joys/sorrows; now I do it in my status message so I can tag if I want, refer to Him as "Master" for my comfort.

It seems now that all the "best" I can think of is matched by a "worst." Like I competed in and won "Camp Nano" (like Nanowrimo but in your choice of April or July; I did July), but I failed to complete Nanowrimo- too much IRL stress. However, that is balanced by the excitement about my Nanowrimo WIP by the people who've read snippets of it on my blog- so I'm pushing to finish it ASAP and hoping that Blushing Books (who's my first choice to submit to as I mention them in it) accepts the submission and publishes it. I learned a bunch more about self-publishing, made friends with a guy who does great work, but my Master losing His job means there isn't the money to use those services at the moment- and I'm hoping on two book releases in the next month. I've had a great year with author blogging- the schedule has been a great help- but it seems I still worry about how many page views, how many comments, how to increase both, and what all the blogging is accomplishing- as I have only a free ebook, I don't have any "it's helping me sell books" to weigh the usefulness of blogging by that.


My 13 year old dog has lost a few teeth this year, but that fact that she's still alive, happy, and not having accidents inside the house balance out the teeth lose. However, it's at the point of "she's very old." Then there was Xion- the more recent rescue. We didn't have him very long because he was already old when we adopted him and yeah, it was very hard when we had to put him to sleep because his body was just failing. But he was a very loving dog. After the vet put him on a diet (3 cups of California blend veggies, 1 cup of boiled potatoes, and 2 cups of dog food) and Prozac, he was even more loving.

This isn't Annikka, but her cat Reidar enjoying a fuzzy blanket. I missed stories of what he was doing too :D
Then there's Annikka Woods. I'm not sure where friendship, beta reader, and writing friend all began, ended, overlapped etc. Nanowrimo was difficult in many ways for her too and when she was AFK for weeks, I started to get really anxious. But thankfully one day, she got onto Facebook, explained what had happened. So now my Master is again hearing "Well Annikka said..." lol




Now I'm going to move on to thinking of 2014- I can't handle too much more of 2013, too many bitter spots. I want changes to slow down. I'm talking major changes here- I'm looking at becoming caretaker of my mother-in-law (who had a stroke and now needs constant care.) I want my Master to find a good paying job that He also enjoys. I want at least two books published, if not more. I want to find another LGBT book hop to take part in so that my writing can get out to that audience (yeah, I write BDSM erotica, but rarely with straight people.) I want to see continued and improving success at the two gaming stores that make up a large portion of my Master's and our teen's social life. As I shared on Tymber Dalton's blog, where doing so could win a signed copy of her book "The Denim Dom," when I think of 2014 it's about "sharing." Often several times a day, author friends and acquaintances will say (especially on Facebook) something like "you're such a good sharer." Part of "writing in community"- I swear I remember Anastasia Vitsky using that phrase first and she probably even has an archived post about it on her blog- is that sharing and it's an important activity to me. Sure, in part, I hope if I share other's posts, when they see my promo posts that they'll then share. But it's larger than that. I don't see myself as in direct competition with these other authors so seeing them succeed too is only a good thing to me.
Topic Tuesday Blog Hop

Sunday, December 29, 2013

Guest blogger- Jaye Peaches with her book "Taught to Serve"

I love my friends visiting and so I'm excited to have Jaye share from her book "Taught to Serve."

Casey is a young woman with some problems. She doesn't relate well to people and she can be a little bit bratty. Law professor Rob Tolchard is the man who takes her under his wing as his Personal Assistant when she loses her job. It is a chance encounter that leads to romance. Rob is very much a Dominant in nature, something which he accepts as part of him. Casey is not described specifically as his submissive, but it is implied in the writing that they are D/s couple.

Taught to Serve began life as short stories, each one describing a lesson with Rob as the instructor and Casey the student. Like any good teacher will tell you, lessons should generally be fun, challenging and thought provoking. Sometimes lessons happen when Casey makes mistakes and she consents to being spanked by Rob to help her remember the salient points.

Eventually romance permeates through all these lessons and the latter half of the book shifts away from the formalities of lessons into how their relationship develops into new territory - including realising her erotic fantasies.  Sometimes lovers hide their true self from each other, fearful they will be rejected or misunderstood. I like to unpeel my characters gradually, perhaps reveal something unusual about their past or have them deal with an unexpected event. How love survives depends on how people work through their issues not the great sex they have in bed.

There is plenty of spankings in the book, both the erotic pleasure seeking kind and disciplinary. This excerpt is one of Casey's more light-hearted lessons. She has to follow Rob's instructions precisely. In his personal library, she has been asked to catalogue some new acquisitions. However, she must translate the titles of various foreign language books before she opens the book to view the contents. Why.... well she finds out as she completes the task.

Excerpt:

The first book had a shabby, plain blue cover with words in French embossed on the cover. Casey wrote the author's name in block letters at the top of the first index card, and then, tempted as she was to open the book and look inside, she remembered to be obedient.

‘Mordre le bas dur’ was the title, and after much thumbing through the French dictionary, she translated it into ‘Bite down hard’.

She could not fathom what it meant. Bite down on what? An image flashed before her mind, andshe giggled to herself. Opening the book, she found it was a lengthy treatise with numerous photographic plates of dentures. She decided the book was about casting dental moulds. She did not think Mr Tolchard had an interest in dentistry and filed it under Medical as a subject.

The next book was older looking, and again there were no pictures. The dust cover had been removed like all the books she had been given to sort.

The title was intriguing: ‘Bottnar Upp’. It took a while to work out the language, and when she did, she was surprised to find there was a Swedish dictionary.

‘Bottoms Up’. With a silly smirk, she wrote the title down on the card next to the author. Inside were lists of wines and vineyards. It was a guide to wine tasting. She filed the book under Food and Drink.

The next book was thin and did not appear to contain many pages, almost a pamphlet. The title was enigmatically laid out in black writing: ‘Piquer le Feu’. French again, and she translated it to ‘Poking the fire’.
“Oh, come on,” she said with mock annoyance. What could it possibly be about? Another image flashed across her wayward mind. It was so easy to do, like the games she use to play with her fellow students when they were bored with their studies. Innuendo hunting had become a pastime she frequently enjoyed. After a moment of grinning, she opened the book to find numerous photographs of fireplace pokers—antique and ornate brass implements. The book was simply a record of somebody’s personal collection. She filed it under Antiques.

With mounting trepidation, she picked up the next book.

‘Sucer Doucement’. Flicking through the pages of the dictionary, she found the words and laughed out loud.

“Sucking sweetly!” she exclaimed. It was too late, the words were far too tempting to ignore. She squirmed as she remembered the last time she sucked him sweetly. For several minutes she drifted in daydreams and then opened the book. It was a guide to making boiled sweets, bon-bons, and other confectionary. Some authors had a quirky sense of humour, she decided. That one was filed under Food and Drink also.

It was becoming hard to contain herself, especially as she translated the next book from ‘Verbreiten sie Weit’ to ‘Spread them wide’.

The very words had only been spoken to her the previous evening. She quivered at the memory and stayed there for some considerable time, perched on the desk, reminiscing. The book turned out to be about law enforcement techniques.

Trying hard to write down the details with trembling hands, she heard the door behind her open. Mr Tolchard had returned to check on her progress. Straightening up, she stood by the table.

“I’ve come to inspect you, Casey,” he said walking towards her.

“Inspect me? Now, sir?” she said surprised.

“Yes, Casey, now.”

Blurb:

Though she is both beautiful and intelligent, Casey has bounced from one job to another as a result of her failure to truly apply herself. As she sits on a park bench crying after yet another dismissal, things show no sign of changing anytime soon… until a passing stranger sees the tears in her eyes and comes to her rescue. The handsome, smartly dressed man by the name of Robert informs her that he is in need of a personal assistant and she might be a good fit.
Casey soon learns that her new boss will be a demanding one, and insufficient attention to detail will earn her a trip over his knee for a bare bottom spanking. To her surprise, Rob’s firm discipline only increases her attraction to him, and their relationship quickly grows into a passionate romance. She finds that Rob can be just as firm a boyfriend as he is a boss, but even as he teaches her to submit to him completely he also shows her pleasure—and love—beyond anything she has known before.
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Friday, December 27, 2013

#SatSpanks ... little white panties

8 or so sentences from writers who love to spank or be spanked. Please enjoy my snippet and then move onto the other hoppers- their links are at the bottom of this post.

So I was struggling with what to do a snippet from for this week- still too much IRL stress :( - and I thought of "Skipping Down the Primrose Path: Book Three." It's the 3rd book in my Vala's Story serial; it needs some re-writing before it returns to my BR and hopefully is ready to go on to my editor. Vala (because she likes talking directly to my readers) announces early in the book that she's changing the style her and her ghost writer have been using so far in the telling of her story. In a moment of "I want to show something going on in The Queen's world that didn't directly affect me," Vala shared pointed out a spanking that turned her on in the hearing of what happened.

Scene set-up: In "Gates of the Garden: Book Two" Prisca screws up royally (be watching for announcement on release of the book so you can read her screw up and parts of The Queen's punishment). He's forced her to stammer her way through why she ignored his summons and now he's "resetting the relationship." While it might not look like it, this is his equivalent of the DD/spanking romance where the HoH cuddles the TiH after a spanking.
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The Queen pulled Prisca onto his lap and playfully kissed her neck. He flipped her onto her stomach, on his lap. He yanked her girlish white panties to her ankles before smacking her ass hard.

Prisca moaned questioningly.

"Don't ever avoid me again! Do it and I'll chain you to my ankles!" The Queen smacked Prisca's ass several more times.

"Ye... yes... my... my Queen," Prisca whimpered, her little white night shirt falling towards her head, her nipples brushing against his legs and growing hard.

Vala is a huge brat- although talking with her did help me some :D

When thinking on this "specific kink" or "character conversation" post, it made sense that I'd start with Vala. Of course she'd have to brat, but as often with Vala, underneath all that, she manages to be helpful and to somehow show her innate kindness. You may get warning- in my post for Thursday- what's happening in my mind about Friday- or you might not and you'll just have to be a good little reader and see what possessed my mind when I was writing. :D


Now don't waste my time, Joelle. What music are we listening to as we do whatever it is you're thinking we're going to do?
Vala paused. Really? Superchick? And now I think this is Selah?

Isn't it time for your maintenance spanking from The Queen, ms mouthy?

You're the one who wanted to talk. What? are you and Shaman struggling?

Not like that. Life just sucks at the moment. Too much stress. Part of me would really like to get back into your story- just reading Skipping to find a snippet for Saturday Spankings was a treat. Although I closed it before I got too into reading Prisca enjoying Abrecan.

Now this is better. Marilyn Manson. And older Marilyn. His voice isn't quite as deep as The Queen's but nearly, and the maturity he brings to these songs. Funny to think about your Master finding the picture of him back when he was just dorky little Brian Warner. Of course he was a dork as a teen.

Thank the Gods you changed back to Marilyn before trying to write more today- I was worried you'd continue subjecting me to that contemporary Christian crap.

Hey! Drop that attitude right now! You know The Queen enjoys some of the same bands I do- why are you being a brat?

'Cause? Yup, 'cause... same answer you give your Master all too often. Oo, turn up the volume! Love this song!

Okay, so you've been managing blog posts, but no fiction. What's up with that? You'd gotten to the point you were dealing with all your stresses better. You got books 1 and 2 of my story together- you still gotta get copies to your editor.

I know.

"I know" what? You need to write some fiction. Like finish that scene you have going in your ageplay story. You've people waiting on that book. Try the emailing the books to your editor tomorrow- since your friend mentioned yahoo mail acting up.

Well, not necessarily entire fiction, but with your Master and you both so stressed, why don't you write a fictional sex scene with him?

But I wanted to go further with Greta's story before The Queen collared you- at least one more scene so that next Monday's set.

I say you should finish that AP scene, then a fictional scene before you consider Greta. After all, she was pretty cooperative in the writing of what you already have.

More cooperative than you normally are. (I grin, waiting for Vala's offended response.)

Shut your hole!

Well you gotta admit, unless it's The Queen and He's just punished you for something, you're not very cooperative. And my Master? Why should I write a fictional scene?

Well don't go writing about my Master, not when you're bummed and struggling to write. Leave my Master out of it, brat.

Brat? You're the brat!

I'm trying to help you, brat. Okay. Think on it. You start with a nice BJ and let it go from there. You should be able to write it, especially after you manage to finish at least the AP scene.

Yeah, you're probably right. This is a decent "first conversation" piece for Friday. What do you think about for next week? Who might I talk to if I don't have a specific kink?

You're working with Greta- she might be good. If you don't want her both on Monday and Friday, maybe Joey from your AP would be good.

Hm. yes. I'll put them in as possibilities and not worry about it for now. Thanks for the help, Vala.

You're welcome. Now go talk to Joey.

Thursday, December 26, 2013

Is Ze/He/She pleased?

I am pleased."

I'm sure I'd be amused by the results if I counted how many times The Queen says this throughout all 9 books of Vala's story then the various spin-offs. Regardless of which slave he's saying it to (I almost feel naughty using a contraction when talking about The Queen because he almost never uses them :D ), the slave in question will feel some level of pleasure on hearing that. Like Tommy, I can almost imagine Tommy having an orgasm just from hearing The Queen saying those three little words. At times, in ways, it's almost better than hearing "I love you."

I'm lead to thinking about one of Vala's lessons in "Gates of the Garden: Book Two." I think I called it something like "The Theoretical Discussion of Obedience" or something nearly as pretentious :D. One of the topics that the slaves settle on is how obedience and the positive feelings from pleasing a dominant are tied together. I don't agree that "pleasure from pleasing a dominant" is some basic thing in all submissives, all slaves, whatever "s" type label one might want to use; there's always exceptions to every rule.


I don't know. I started this off with some grand notion. Yeah, in fiction, this phrase fills me with all sorts of good feelings. Happiness, physical arousal just to name two. Although at the moment, the level of stress in my personal life just has me thinking how things can mean so many things. At the moment, just hearing "it's not about you, it's about me" from my Master is another way of hearing those words. Nope, I don't recall my Master every actually saying those three words, but regularly He says "I love you" and various comments that equal that. Just recently I heard from Him, "I know you're strong help to help my mom."

Monday, December 23, 2013

Greta learns from a different angle

So Annikka said she'd like to learn more about Greta and I started writing a little prequel to Vala's Story. I'm having fun. Remember that Greta had been collared a year before The Queen finally collared Vala. I'll leave his history with Greta to the brief introduction in "Out of the Night: Book One" (yes, the re-release is coming!) and finally to "The Book of Meeting" (working title for a spin-off planned for afer the completion of Vala's Story). I can't say at the outset how many weeks of Greta you may get :D

Scene set up- Greta, a Domme friend of The Queen's, finally begged his collar. First she had her collaring ceremony then came the excitement of Iona's promotion and her pairing ceremony with Iona. We join the women waking up in Iona's bedroom the next morning.


Back story tidbit- The Queen and Iona have an unplanned child together, Erik, who's about 1.5 years at this point in story-time.
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Greta opened her eyes and glanced around her. She hadn't thought to look around much yesterday after her collaring ceremony. The pale yellow walls. The smooth deep brown of the various pieces of furniture. She continued taking inventory of the things in Iona's room that she could see from the sleeping board. She lifted her head to look at the lavender throw blanket that the beautiful domme had covered her with at bedtime last night.

Domme? So I'm no longer the domme, but Iona has been promoted to that rank within The Queen's stable. But was does that mean? Iona, the preciously submissive girl that I've known for years now. She's my domme? Does the d need to be capped? Breathe. I knew this, begging his collar, his stable, the system of authority. I even wanted to submit to Iona as well. My Lady.

Greta startled out her thoughts when Iona climbed under the blanket and cuddled up.

"Morning." Iona kissed Greta's cheek and then settled back down, her head resting on Greta's shoulder.

"Morning, my Lady." Greta tried to lift her left hand, as if to cuddle Iona, only to be held by the cuff to the board.

"Been awake long?"

"Not very long, maybe a few minutes, my Lady."

Iona dragged her fingers down Greta's shoulder, over the upper chest, before caressing one breast.

Greta moaned. Her fingers are so soft.

"Have you ever noticed what mornings are like for the fourth class when you've spent the night?"

Greta's moans turned to whimpers when Iona pinched one nipple. "Uh... some of it, my Lady."

Iona held her upper body up to kiss Greta on the lips. She traced them with her tongue. "Did you notice how breakfast happens?"

"The Queen makes some sort of decision, but I'm not exactly sure what, my Lady." How did I not notice more?

Iona giggled. "You'll need to pay attention and learn quick." She started undoing the cuffs. "One of the first things we need to find out The Queen's pleasure on is breakfast, casual or formal." She threw the blanket aside and simply looked over Greta's naked body.

Greta pushed her lips together, lest she start biting them in anxiety of what Iona was looking for, at.

"Are you grateful I covered you up last night?"

Is that expression innocence? Or merely attentiveness? "Very grateful, thank you, my Lady."

Iona moved to Greta's feet and undid those buckles.

Greta stretched her feet, her toes pointed. I'll get used to this?

Iona giggled again. "Earn your way into sleeping with me."

"Yes, my Lady." Something tells me that's your preference, my Lady. Greta marveled at the smile she found on her lips. I'm already learning.

"That's my girl." Iona tapped her fingers against Greta's lips. "Now the thing about The Queen making his decision, he'll let us know in a variety of ways what he's decided. This morning I happened to go visit Simon and Tommy's room and I found out from Simon that we're having a casual breakfast this morning."

Happened? Whatever do you mean, my Lady?

"Because this is my first day as dom and you as The Queen's slave, we agreed to have Brenna keep Erik at the loft." Iona cupped each of Greta's breasts with one small hand. "So we'll get the uniform on you and that's it. I'm ready for breakfast now and 'casual' means we'll just go get breakfast."

"Yes, my Lady." Where did the fourth class eat the last time I visited during a formal dinner? And we have breakfast and lunch sometimes as formal affairs too? Shit!

"Sit on the foot of my bed."

Greta looked up to Iona's face even as she hopped to her feet- Iona's tone in ordering caught her unsuspecting. She watched the soft white dress float around Iona's body as she moved to the pile of her sub's uniform.

"Gather all that lovely hair up on your head."

"Yes, my Lady." Greta grabbed her braid and piled it in one hand.

The bed shifted as Iona knelt on the bed behind Greta.

Greta squeaked in surprise, although the sound morphed into a moan with Iona' s teasing kisses against the nape of her neck.

"Such a good girl." Iona wrapped the heavy posture collar around Greta's neck.

Will each uniform piece be its own tease? Greta cried out when Iona nipped playfully at her earlobe with those tiny teeth.

"We'll have breakfast then go join The Queen in the playroom for your first lesson."

"Yes, my Lady." I didn't expect him to get moving this fast.

"Be a good girl and cooperate while I put your harness on you."

"Yes, my Lady." Greta sighed happily. Years ago, but then my Lady mightn't have been ready for me.

Sunday, December 22, 2013

Just a little different- from "Vala's Recuperation"

I was trying to decide on an excerpt for today since I don't have any friends guesting today. I started reading a WIP that's settled into the nickname "Vala's Recuperation." Different readers have complained about the fact that I let Vala summarize the 6 months of her recovery into a few paragraphs. So I decided I'd do those months (possibly/probably in a novella-length) book from The Queen's perspective. I've already shared a bit from this- I think mostly on the Seductive Studs and Sirens LGBT blog hop. I'm going to share a little bit (unedited) from the very beginning of the WIP. I haven't thought yet about when I might release it since I need to finish it.
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The Queen gazed at his bed. He sipped his coffee as he tried to find a tuft of Mearr's beautiful red hair amongst the pile of blankets.

"She seems to be resting well, my Queen."

The Queen slowly looked up the twink standing in front of him. No, not a twink really because Tommy was too old for that. But his boy's fragility always touched him so deeply.

He pulled on Tommy's hands until his boy knelt between his legs. "I love you, my sweet, baby boy. I take it you were able to get everything Karl suggested?"

"Yes, my Queen. All put away." Tommy laid his head on The Queen's jean-covered thigh.

"Things running well at the mansion?" He dragged his fingers through Tommy's soft black locks.

"Yes, my Queen. Between Abrecan keeping everything under control and Ely in his element making plans." Tommy brushed his fingers over The Queen's other leg. "Have you eaten yet today, my Queen? Let me make you something?"

The Queen grinned. "Am I looking that haggard that you are so solicitous?"

Tommy blushed, the red flowering high over his cheekbones. "Not exactly, my Queen. I mean, not worse than first time Erik was teething."

The Queen shuddered; a teething child was not good at all, but he refused to pull the rich person's "leave it all for the nanny."

Friday, December 20, 2013

#SatSpanks ... What will Master think of Joey and Mommy?

8 or so sentences from writers who love to spank or be spanked. Please enjoy my snippet and then move onto the other hoppers- their links are at the bottom of this post.

Lalalalala.... no, I'm not getting ready for Christmas, although I've been enjoying Anastasia Vitsky's Advent Calendar- how about you?

So today I'm sharing the last of the snippets from my Nanowrimo project "Mommy." If you haven't been keeping up, enjoy the snippets in this order: Joey earns her spanking; Mommy and Joey go to the guest room; Mommy makes Joey talk about why she's being spanked; the spanking finally happens. Now at the very end of the scene, after Joey has gotten her cuddles from Mommy, Master surprises them, having woken up without them knowing it.

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"Did she do something to warrant a paddling? I'm still not entirely sure how these things work in AP." Master crossed the room to stand in front of us.

"Very rudely, with no actual provocation from me, she yelled no at me." Mommy's frown sounded in her voice. "And just because I stepped beside her as she was finishing putting away the ingredients we'd bought for dessert tonight. But I reminded her how to be a good girl."

"Joey girl, remember that I hoped Mara's visit would help you deal with me switching over to midnights. See that it does."

"Yes, Master." I closed my eyes again and basked in the similar yet different embraces of Master and Mommy.
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Master works swing shifts and Mommy's come to visit Joey when he's making the change from day shift to midnight shift.

I'm trying ... very trying, if you ask my Master :D



So I've made a decision. I've decided that, depending on my interests and reader suggestions, I'm going to have one of two possibilities on my blog on Fridays- that's during the day in the EST zone :D- if you wait up to 11pm EST, you'll get to enjoy my 8 sentence snippet for the Saturday Spankings blog hop :)- but getting back to it lol, I'll have either a) specific kink or b) a conversation with a character. Now "conversation with a character," I've shared with you before (on my "fiction" day) where I've had conversations with The Queen, Vala, and Iona now. For these conversation posts, any of my characters will be fair game and sometimes, they may actually talk directly at you readers :D. I saw a post on Facebook today about it being just 5 days until Christmas; ugh, I'm sadly one of those people for whom the holiday is more about sadness and stress. In light of that, I'm going to give you the first conversation next Friday :). But please do remember the two blog hops I do Friday night/Saturday- Seductive Studs and Sirens blog hop is the mini LGBT hop that I also take part in.

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Different types of BDSM

This post came to me largely from various negative reviews of Laura Antoniou's "The Marketplace." Yes, there were some typos and such that an editor could have fixed- I didn't take issue with those reviews. My issue is with comments that amounted to "I don't like this. Let me give it 1 star because this isn't how I see BDSM. It's military style- where's the love and romance?"

As I vented to a friend recently: "people, read the blurb!" It was obvious to me, as a person with decades experience in BDSM, that this wasn't "BDSM erotic romance." But I digress. Reviews aren't so much what I'm thinking about as types of BDSM.

BDSM as an acronym is an umbrella term- bondage, discipline, domination, sadism, masochism. And the various kinks, fetishes, interests that are considered BDSM by people are mind-boggling. Of course even there, there's disagreement. Like those fur-lined handcuffs? Those would seem to be bondage, but plenty of "vanilla" or mainstream couples use them.

Giving a nod to Laura's books (at least the first one that it the only I've managed to read so far), some dominants want their slaves trained in such a way and there are probably those out there who would use a service like that to find a BDSM slave. That isn't my Master however. We had casual sex at first, started incorporating BDSM. Then He collared me as His submissive. Love developed over the length of our relationship and He married me legally when such became possible- ex had been dragging his feet on giving me the divorce I wanted until he was ready to remarry.

I find what that reviewer called the "military style" of BDSM intriguing. The people receiving slave training lived dorm-style. They had schedules, items allowed them, etc. Their lives during training were closely controlled. I might not want that IRL, but as BDSM erotica, I found it arousing. However, I don't think it's as rigid as all that- parts of the training where most definitely formulated based on the person's strengths, weaknesses, what sort of role they'd do best at.

Back to IRL, I know that there are BDSM relationships (both monogamous and polyamorous), where the sub was always naked, slept in a cage or somehow bound. As a mother and an educator, I would point to that "always"- there's always an exception to the rule :D. But really, I've had people assume that I'm naked 24/7 because I live in a "Master/slave" dynamic. Well no. There's a dog to take outside. There's a teen to raise. There're home chores that are unsafe to do while naked. It's a regular joke about "Are you going to put something on to cook bacon?" because I do live clothing optional lol.

With ageplay, I've learned a ton about expectations and about them not fitting every reality or relationship. It seems online or with people who don't know much about ageplay, the term is synonymous with infantlism or "adult diaper play." Of course that's not the only type of ageplay, but it seems that that's the type that is most taboo in people's minds, so it's the type thought of. In my Nanowrimo WIP with the working title "Mommy," I'm experimenting with a "Mommy/little girl" dynamic (I'm told by other authors this makes my story different) as well as a "little" who pictures herself more as a young teen (like maybe 13 or 14).

So a message I've said before and in many ways, we need to learn that our personal squicks shouldn't lead us into judgment of a BDSM activity- consent is the key, whether that be a man consenting to be tied to a bed or a woman consenting to her domme to give her an enema... and millions of other things.

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

A blog after my own heart :D TMI Tuesday

http://tmituesdayblog.wordpress.com/ so I saw this on an erotica author list and thought I'd share it. Of course, I don't limit my TMI posts to any given day :D but this is a fun idea :)

In which Joelle wanders...

So if you haven't already made it there, go check out Ana's Advent Calendar http://governingana.wordpress.com/ It's great fun! Some days cleaner than others, but we're all having fun. A lot of us are spankos, but not necessarily all. It's not particularly religious, although some of us do talk about our religions. But yes, our wonderful Anastasia Vitsky is doing a great job welcoming us all to her blog this advent season. It's been good to have Ana's calendar. While you may or may not have noticed- I've tried to keep on top of blogging, even on days when it didn't feel like I could- from the beginning of November on, it's seemed like one personal problem after another. Some felt like catastrophes, some others were just unplanned and a bit difficult. Of course there's still a lot coming- my Master is still trying to find a job, we need to get our house ready for the eventuality of my mother- and brother-in-law moving in. I need to find support groups, figure out being a caregiver. All while still doing all the hundreds of other things I already do. Yeah, trying to avoid the pity party, but some days, that's how I'm feeling.

I got the work done on the first two Vala's Story books: "Out of the Night: Book One" and "Gates of the Garden: Book Two" that I talked a bit about this week here and here. And now I'm reading "Mommy" (my BDSM/ageplay polyamory WIP from this Nanowrimo) to get ready to finish up the rough draft. I've had lots of giggles, especially finding various silly typos- I think Master grunting rather than the intended granting has been one of the most amusing.

I hope to have various author friends guest on the blog soon, so you'll all get to read about other books that are coming out recently (like my friend Thianna D's "Took My Breath Away" that comes out in about a day, which she'll be stopping by on 12/24 to promote with an interesting post).

I do hope to give you more fiction- like the lengthy short with The Queen and Vala that I shared yesterday. And don't worry- whether you celebrate Christmas or not- I don't plan to leave you hanging and I will be posting book reviews on that day as well.

Monday, December 16, 2013

A blowjob before a punishment spanking? The Queen enjoys Vala

If you go to Governing Ana now you'll find her Advent Calendar 2013; all more than a 100 of us have been having so much fun! A short story, in last year's "White Elephant Exchange," I ended up giving the gift of a spanking story to Renee Rose- I do I feel the editing bug still biting! I will edit's Renee's story and give her an even better one. So when I found the first 107 words of this story sitting in a folder as I was sorting things to work on Vala's Story stuff, that's why this story turned out the way it did :D . I find, the more I read about domestic discipline, the more I want to have this hybrid (both IRL and in some of my fiction) of things thought to be DD and things thought to be BDSM to be mixed in one relationship. If any submissive partner ever needed "taken in hand," I'd squarely nominate Vala, who has taken bratting to an art form that I don't even manage on my brattiest days :D So with the notion of Vala being "TiH" (an acronym used by many DD people), I wrote this in The Queen's perspective. Of course only Renee's read the story I wrote for her- at least as far as I know, nothing says she didn't share it with someone- but this can almost be thought of as "part two." Everyone will enjoy it, but I hope Renee enjoys her part two :D

Master likes the sound it makes on my ass.

The Queen gazed at Vala. He studied the curves of her body, the way her ass sloped down to her thighs. Gorgeous thighs. Gorgeous body. Love my girl. He moved to the side of the bed, still not touching her bound, blindfolded body.

Vala shuddered against the bed, The Queen's nearness washing over her. She arched her back. Her pelvis tilted, putting her lips, her cunt, her asshole on display for him.

The Queen's hand tightened into a fist against his thigh. He adjusted his hardening cock in his jeans. Take my time, enjoy this. He released his fist and reached out to stroke her trembling thigh.

"My Queen?" Vala whispered.

"Sh," he urged her.

Vala moaned softly from behind tightly closed lips.

The Queen brushed his fingers against her inner thighs, marveling at the softness of her skin. He pressed his fingertips between her lips, into the wetness of her arousal. A hissing breath escaped his parted lips at her hips' movements. My slave. He dipped his fingers into her cunt and then brought that moisture up to her asshole, first one finger pushing into her body then the other. Just enough to make her moan again, make her push back into his fingers.

The small of Vala's back arched farther, pushing her more into The Queen's fingers. She moaned into pillow beneath her head.

"Good girl." The Queen scissored his fingers apart inside Vala's ass, stretching her. "Whatever should I do with you?"

Vala moaned questioningly.

Smart, obedient girl. "Yes, I mean you to answer me with words now."

Vala turned her head to the side, her mouth freed of the pillow. "I'd thought you'd meant to correct my attitude, my Queen, as I was rather bratty."

"Correct?" The Queen chuckled. Yes, she's been reading DD again.

"Yes, my Queen. I thought you meant to restrain me, remind me of my place, then paddle me or do something else that I wouldn't enjoy, my Queen." Vala paused, licking her lips.

Gods, I want to kiss her but I think she has some more things to babble. The Queen undid the button fly of his jeans and pushed them to the floor. He pressed his lips together at the groan that threatened at his cock freed from its restraint. He moved to the side of his bed where he could stand directly in front of her face.

Vala lifted her head farther off the pillow. Her nose flared in delicate sniffing motions.

The Queen leaned against the bed.

"I beg to suck your cock, my Queen." Vala's mouth caught in a perfect circle.

"My pretty baby girl." The Queen placed a knee on the bed and leaned farther. He groaned openly when her lips enveloped his cock, taking him in. He cupped her neck with one hand. Not what I planned, but it works. Even blindfolded, she suckled his cock, drew it in deep, sucking. He felt his other knee start to buckle and leaned heavier on his bed. "Do you want me to come down your throat?"

"Hm hm," Vala answered around The Queen's cock.

He knelt on the bed and took Vala's head in both hands. He held it still and thrust his cock in and out of her mouth, starting to go faster.

Vala made a small choking noise and her hands fisted above the cuffs.

"Good girl. I know you wish you could touch me. But your mouth feels so good." The Queen focused on Vala's face, the thick, black leather blindfold covering her eyes, her lips so beautiful. Her cheeks pulled in slightly as she pulled on his cock with her loving mouth. He clenched his teeth. Holding her head tighter, he fucked her face, short, brutal thrusts of his cock into her wet mouth.

Vala's body spasmed against the bed as much as her bonds would allow.

I love it when she moves like that in her arousal. The Queen bared down, pushing his cock to the base into Vala's mouth, grinning when she gagged again, unprepared to find herself deep-throating him. He grunted as the orgasm burst in his testicles and rushed up into his cock. "My slave," he cried out as he pumped his cum down her throat.

Vala struggled to swallow. Her thighs pressed together as if she sought to control her own desire to orgasm.

"Good baby girl." The Queen crawled over Vala. His fingers worked quickly to remove her blindfold. He crawled down his bed to unbuckle her feet. I must thank Ely again for this wonderful built-in bondage. 

He lay down beside her, their bodies pressed against each other, before he freed her wrists. "Come here, little girl." He waited for her to turn onto her side facing him, before he wrapped his arms around her. "Love my little girl."

"Love you, my Queen." Vala gazed up at The Queen's face, her eyes moist.

"I got out of the habit of those maintenance spankings. They shall start again."

"Yes, my Queen." Vala ran her teeth over her bottom lip.

How beautifully dependent she looks when she does that. "But now we will have a punishment spanking."

"Yes, my Queen," Vala murmured.

How does that phrase, in her small voice, always make me so hard? "Ely worked hard to make a special wood brush just for this, just for me to spank your butt, both punishment and maintenance spankings. You should thank him when you get the chance."

"Yes, my Queen."

"You should also email Renee Rose and thank her for her books getting you into DD." The Queen grinned.

Vala responded with a few small giggles. "I will, my Queen."

The Queen moved to sit on the edge of the bed. He patted his lap. "Over you go. We shall see if you have earned yourself release after your butt is good and red, exactly what you earned with your disrespectful mouth."

"Yes, my Queen. Thank you for correcting me, my Queen." Vala laid her body out over The Queen's thighs, shuddering.

I think I do enjoy a little DD. He pushed the bristles into one asscheek, sighing when she shuddered harder.

Sunday, December 15, 2013

A lovely review of "Out of the Night: Book One" by S. J. Maylee

In celebration for the soon release (I swear, I just need to do a few things and then get it to my techy friend who does the formatting) of "Out of the Night: Book One" of my Vala's Story serial, I wanted to share S. J. Maylee's review of the previous edition:

Out of the Night starts like a rocket, a slow burn and then blasts off. The action and feel in the first pages is scary and heart pounding. The extreme bad luck of the heroine takes a dramatic turn when she’s rescued from rock bottom existence. Her hero takes her in and helps her to get clean and from there the heart of the story really begins.

The hero is really a BDSM Dom and he takes the heroine to be a slave in his stable. As he introduces each of his slaves and explains how he found them and their place in his stable, you could say the pacing slows. However, each introduction is so interesting that I didn’t care. Character is key and the author has developed a rich group.

The final third of the book gives you a feel for how the stable functions. The author doesn’t shy away from any of the BDSM realities and her characters can be naughty. The punishments may be harsh, but not unrealistic in the BDSM community. The author doesn’t shy away from taking risks either. There is head hopping, but I was never confused as to who’s point of view I was in.

Joelle Casteel is an author to watch.


Be watching for news of the re-release. I'm pushing to make it happen! And shortly after that, you'll get to enjoy "Gates of the Garden: Book Two" from the serial, further explorations with The Queen, Vala, and all the other slaves.

Friday, December 13, 2013

#SatSpanks ... What a lovely antique paddlebrush

8 or so sentences from writers who love to spank or be spanked. Please enjoy my snippet and then move onto the other hoppers- their links are at the bottom of this post.

So have I teased you enough yet :D? You read Joey earning her punishment before they went to the guestroom. Of course Mara forced her little girl to talk about how, why she earned this spanking. Today you get to enjoy pants, panties down... Joey getting into position and the first smack... enjoy :)

(Giggles... and yeah, I need my own spanking for going a few more than the 9 or 10 sentences that might be overlooked to maybe 12... but they're good ones :D)
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"Pull your pants and panties to your ankles and then lay across my lap."

"Yes, Mommy." It seemed like my body was of two minds- the anxious, upset little girl pulling her pants down and the slave, maybe, getting turned on at the idea of being spanked. The cotton panties felt weird against my fingers in that moment as they joined my pants pooling around my ankles. I lifted my gaze to Mommy's pretty skirt; I wondered a little at how different it would be to spanked on Mommy's silk covered lap, instead of Master's jean- or hair-covered legs. My silly shirt with the dogs slid over the fabric as I obeyed Mommy, my hands reaching out for the bedrail to steady myself.

"I've never been one for the whole 'counting the whacks' thing." Mommy brushed her warm hand over my naked butt, sending shivers up my spine. "I will spank you until I'm satisfied with how remorseful you are."

"Yes, Mommy," I whimpered. The first wallop from the antique hairbrush caught me mid-breath. The sound of the violins was oddly teasing as the pain radiated through me- this was nothing like a regular BDSM spanking, at least not to me. I released the breath fully.
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Friday heart-to... cunt? ass? heart? Thinking about things for my blog

So I'll start this Friday post with a funny conversation with my Master. My mother- and brother-in-law may need to move in because she had a stroke. We just finish having sex and He says "We may need to buy you a ball gag."

But I was trying to figure out what to write about and I was just lost. Here is the loose schedule I'm still working with:

Monday: short stories (often just for the blog)
Tuesday: "Topic Tuesday" or random, if I really can't handle the topic that Jeff's suggested
Wednesday: What I'm reading Wednesdays
Thursday: BDSM educational, philosophy
Friday: Focusing on a specific kink. Saturday Spankings- a DD/corporal punishment blog hop- goes live at 11pm EST
Saturday: Submissive Saturdays, "sexy Saturday"- what is sexy to me, blog hops
Sunday: Sunday Six Sentences or Sunday Short Excerpt- Watch for Jeff posting Tuesday's topic on FB

From time to time, I struggle with Sundays- especially depending on what's going on with Vala's Story- but I've found it a convenient day to invite others to guest on my blog so I'm able to give my readers a chance to meet other authors. Friday continues to be an issue for me though; ideas that are appropriate for my Thursday theme just come to mind easier. And with Fridays, I sometimes think of something and then the follow up thought comes "but that happens in [whatever later Vala's Story book that's not ready yet]!" So I'm again begging for readers' thoughts. What should I post about? Maybe I need to make Friday more random? Or maybe there's some kinks that readers would be interested in that I haven't written about?

And a reminder- if you're up at 11pm EST, you can read my 8 sentences of spanking fun (from my ageplay WIP "Mommy") for Saturday Spankings blog hop. And an hour after that, my 150 words of Vala and Iona kissing from "Gates of the Garden: Book Two" goes live for Seductive Studs and Sirens mini blog hop. I hope you enjoy both.

Thursday, December 12, 2013

What sort of sex do you like? My thoughts on turn ons, offs, especially in relationships

I have a lot of winding, sometimes related, sometimes barely related thoughts on the topic of what turns a person on sexually or off, what can or does happen to these things within a relationship. As a writer, I also have thoughts about how what we writers write can be taken as endorsement of, as "that's what I like," which isn't always the truth- are people who write about serial killers asked about killing in the way erotic romance writers are asked about our sex lives? I think not. I believe that's mostly what I was thinking of when I decided to write this post; I'm just glad this isn't an essay for an English class 'cause I'm not sure that this would be an A+ essay and those were the only type I found acceptable in school.


Of course we all know (right, we all know this?) that what a person likes sexually is a very complex thing impacted upon by dozens of different factors. Everything from what we were raised (by our community, our church, our parents) to find either acceptable or taboo sexually, something we like, something that affected us. I read, heard somewhere that fetishes often come from something that affected a person especially during puberty and not always in the way we expect- it could be something as simple as seeing a cute girl's tennis shoes when a boy had an erection. Then there's the massive amounts of money spent on advertising (both planned advertising and Hollywood-produced movies, which can sometimes almost be an hour long commercial with the way products are placed.) Social scientists, pundits, clergy, all sorts of people have talked about how advertising affects us. Everywhere from blaming sexualized images as corrupting our culture, of hurting females etc. I'm not sure the causal links are always what social scientists try to tell us, however I think we can agree that if you see enough of one body type of TV, you may like it more than another.

I'm thinking ahead to the Spanking Romance Roundtable that Anastasia Vitsky is hosting on "fantasy versus reality" (1/17/14)- yeah, I plan to write up to 2000 words on that one. But on topic here, I think about how "in real life" and "in a book" enter the conversation of likes/dislikes. For example, I enjoy some of the talk about things being naughty, taboo in spanking fiction, but I'm fairly sure that hearing "You're so naughty" from my Master would turn me right off- "brat" is the closest I come in that. I've also been finding myself trying to explain about panties- it's in a trope in domestic discipline stories for the Head of the Household to lower the Taken in Hand partner's panties to her (because yes, other than Thianna D's "As Natural as Breathing," which has a male/male couple, many are male/female with the female being spanked) ankles. Big admission :D- well it might be big for some, but I'm pretty sure my regular readers won't be surprised- I only wear under when I need to during my period or for a Renaissance festival costume. So from a practical stand point, I don't get the panties-around-the-ankles thing, it being part of the punishment. I even have this idea about the phrase "lady like" that I'm going to try to get my Master to take part in :D.

Continuing along the "as a writer" thought, I wanted to touch on the notion of an erotica/erotic romance writer's sex life. One of the things that had originally provoked this post was a friend on Facebook asking (big summary of a bunch of comments here) if it didn't ruin the mystique of an author with me talking about ageplay not being my thing. I looked over the posts about ageplay that I'd posted around that time; well I couldn't find anything that said I actively disliked ageplay, just that my Master does, while I find the idea quite intriguing. My gut instinct was that to be angry that she was taking my Master's dislike as my own. However, re-reading her comments, I came to the conclusion that she was pondering a bunch in words on things she didn't necessarily understand so no, no reason to be angry. It was one of those moments for me though when I want to ask someone "You're into BDSM, why don't you understand?" But "BDSM" is such a large umbrella term- there is all too much of "Ew. I don't understand your kink, but I want you to respect mine." in the various BDSM communities. So I'm stating here, at least the way it works for my Master and me, what He likes or dislikes sexually does not keep me from liking or disliking something- sure it limits the way I can explore something, but it doesn't change my interest. Like I find enemas totally erotic- He finds them disgusting- so I write about them, watch pornography featuring them.

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Topic Tuesday... right, wrong, and thinking on the difference

How far would you go to do the right thing? And have you ever done the wrong thing, only to reflect on it later and realize you really should have done it differently?
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When Kage gave this subject, I explained that my first thought was of corporations. Now years ago, my Master worked at Walmart and as a significant other, I got to see many of the corporate practices that now have people boycotting and protesting at their local stores. Especially at the store He worked, you could see the managers making decisions that were for the bottom line, that lacked forethought, long term planning. One of the most irritating was around the number of cashiers. I'd join Him at the end of His shift for some grocery shopping. He'd tell me "there were all sorts of cashiers when I was up there last," but we'd find long lines because they'd sent a bunch of cashiers home (because there wasn't enough work). Of course the cashiers were unhappy because they were overworked and they had little job security.

Then there's the corporation He just got laid off from. When He initially got into that job, it was like we'd won the lottery. After awhile in one plant, He was able to move to another plant- it was difficult to get into this one because job openings mainly happened when people retired after happily having worked in this plant for decades. I forget how long He was at that plant before things started to change. The term "corporate culture" belongs here. A new human resources person was hired and then a new schedule was talked about at meetings. Master came home telling me about it and how all the other guys in His area of the plant (the only ones to be so punished and yes, punished is the only appropriate term for the hellish work schedule). 3-2-2 schedule. So Him and His co-workers would be working 3 days on, 2 days off, 2 days on, 3 days off, 2 days on, 2 days off. Can you imagine not having the same day off more than twice a month? That was the reality we lived with for about two years. Then what had been 8 hour work shifts were lengthened to 12 hours. 12 hours of heavy manual labor- well including lunch and 2 breaks, but still. And then there was one month of day shift, followed by one month on midnights, with only 3 days to make the shift. When accidents started happening, when the men started getting angry, HR tried to act like they cared. So what had been a great job stopped being such because they started to look at the employees only as resources to be used and abused, not human beings with needs.

Of course it's easy to think of bad/wrong with corporations. They usually employee hundreds, thousands of people; the choices they make easily affect millions of people. Personalizing this to oneself is trickier. I've lived in some horrific poverty (as far as what we ever see in the US) as an adult. When I read Kage's thing, I tried to think of this time. I remember making different choices that equaled food for my family and other necessities that we couldn't easily afford. I know there were times that I found things like a $5 bill and no way to tell immediately who dropped it- just a trip to the customer services to turn a bill that might end up in an employee's pocket. So those times, instead, that bill bought some milk, some ramen for my family. I knew that it was wrong, however the need for food in my family's belly made me suspend the care of right/wrong in that moment. Heck, I probably didn't always wait until later to think of the wrong, but when you have the huge wrong of a corporation, it can be difficult to worry.

Topic Tuesday Blog Hop

Monday, December 9, 2013

oh my Master


So a friend mentioned Allen Ginsberg's "Please Master" poem to me, having a rough idea of my BDSM involvement although not knowing that- 35 while I may be- I love Ginsberg's poetry. I don't remember when it was I first heard about this wonderful poem, but it was amusingly AFTER I'd brought my collectionof Ginsberg to the writing class I taught at the uber-conservative home education co-op that I'm so not doing anymore. I instantly loved it, as you can imagine. Go check out readings on this poem on youtube.com- you can here a few performances on this, including one of Allen himself. The top link is a censored version with comments from various people. The bottom link has the poem uncensored and two other poems of his.


oh my Master, yes I know it's a bad time and i should be relaxing
yes Master, I probably look a bit scary
need to brush my hair, change out of the sweats
but Master, I'm working on a pretty good drunk
and so You may not think I'm in the mood for a flogging,
but really I am. please Master.... You know You wanna get out the flogger
i'll feel a whole lot better if You do things that make me
scream
and best yet, Master
yes, Master
oh Master, I want You to come all over me
well not in my eyes, please not in my eyes
that stings like a bitch
oh oh see that Master? like those domestic
discipline books I love to read
You could spank me for that bitch
and that bitch :D aren't I a brat?
i'd beg no corner time though 'cause i'm not sure
what corner would work for me to put my nose in
okay, i'll admit it, Master
yes, oh my Master, i'm really not a poet,
except when You're fucking my ass
well that's the only time I can really talk
when Your cock is filling my ass
and i'm fucking back, pushing back, begging for it
harder
than i'm a porn star
but Master, oh, my Master

a flogging, please?

Sunday, December 8, 2013

What's happening with "Vala's Story"?


http://www.critiquecircle.com/wordmeterbuilder.asp This is a handy site, at least the meter builder; I should probably check it out some more one of these days. For those who saw it, I used their bar for Nanowrimo as they have a choice where you can link the progress bar to your Nanowrimo.org account.

Especially with my desire to fix a few things in "Out of the Night: Book One" of the "Vala's Story" series, I decided I wanted to share my progress with my readers. I have a series/serial of 9 planned books; while at one time books 2 and 3 were one book and a beta reader suggested the splitting into 2 books, I don't see that happening. As well, the main of Vala's story is told as I want through the 9 serialized pieces. Read here if you'd like to know more about my thoughts on serials versus series, the former of which is what I feel I have in "Vala's Story"- of course in the post, I wasn't able to avoid talking about one of my favorite serials: Patricia Logan's "Master's Boys." I'm sure my main beta reader might have some arguments on my estimated percentages for these bars :D- thankfully I'm open to her critique. Before I started working with my current BR, I already had all 9 books written at least in a rough draft. Now I'm going to share a little bit about each book and where I see its progress.

Out of the Night: Book One


Yes, I'm fixing up "Night" in a few little ways. Adding things like "All characters having sex are 18 years or older" so it can go up on Smashwords and maybe even go through their premium catalog. Importantly to me, I figured out that the uniform harness as I've written it is impossible; such an X harness made of leather with no buckles, going on over the head like a t-shirt, simply doesn't exist. Maybe most people wouldn't notice it, but I would and so that needs fixed. I hope to get that fixing done soon, get the book off to JeffAdkins who does great work with book formatting, book swag, graphics etc. Take a look at his website here.

Gates of the Garden: Book Two


"Gates" is also very close to done. It's been to the editor/proofreader, beta reader. Of course, having thought on those harnesses, I want to go fix that. There's also making sure that all the beginning stuff (copyright, age notice etc) are all there. However, it should be ready to go to Jeff within a week or two.

Skipping Down the Primrose Path: Book Three


At one time I would have said that "Skipping" was 80% done. However as I've worked on various spin-offs, web-only short stories, worked with my main BR, I've found things I wanted to fix, change, beyond even just the harness question in the first 2 books. I have a file, maybe a page or two in length, that's going to mean some semi-serious re-writing. Once I get "Night" and "Gates" ready and to Jeff, I'll get to the "Skipping" re-write while I wait for the promotion fun to start :D.

Beginning of Knowledge: Book Four


This is where my 50/50 percentages become a guess. After I finish rewriting in "Skipping," I'll need to see how much "Beginning" needs to be re-written. I hope not too much; I want to start getting these books out quicker so you all can enjoy them.

A Dance of Cultures: Book Five


So yes, I can imagine you see the working title for book 8, "So Many Changes," but there's quite a bit of them in this book too. I made a major change in it, from its first draft, and I'm still working with the ramifications of that. Remember that The Queen, the Master over the whole stable and the focus of Vala's life, is polyamorous and this book will force you to consider what that means.

"Book Six"


Poor "Book 6" doesn't even have a working title beyond that. I still have a line or two of words summarizing the book saved in a file; nope, those words didn't help me think up a title. I'm really hoping my BR has some brilliant suggestion (another BR helped with the suggested titles for books 2 and 3, in addition to making them into 2 books) for "book 6." I think this book needs less work, mostly going to my editor, but neither of my current BRs have read it yet and it's been awhile, at least a few months, since I've even read it.

Oh, Sklavimuth: Book Seven


I'm hoping this book mostly needs to be fixed in light of my serious change in book 5; I had so much fun writing this book. I remember writing this in rough draft, with my initial BR, before she rage-quit on me. Heh, I keep thinking this would be a good one for a holiday season release.

So Many Changes: Book Eight


I remember writing the first draft of this one; there was such a sense of building excitement in this one. While I'm unsure that I had a sense of it as "the climax" as I collected these few weeks of Vala's training into one book, it sure felt like a climax as I read it the first time. Hilarious to be talking about "climax" in an erotic romance that often enough is graphic enough that I've questioned "is this truly erotic romance or is it erotica?" Thinking of one reviewer (of "Out of the Night: Book One") and my main BR's comments, yes it is definitely erotic romance, just I'm not willing to count sex scenes or such. As with "Sklavimuth," I'm hoping to find a mostly ready book that just needs the touch of a BR and an editor to make it shine.

Into the Wholeness of Her: Vala's Ascendency: Book Nine

Yes, this is the planned ending. Outside of this book, there may be spin-offs etc; I've actually started several already and one of them that I have planned for shortly after this book comes out ("The Book of Meeting" where The Queen and his slaves tell the stories of how they came to be together, which I excerpted in my "Joelle's ChaoticCollection of Screwing"- a free ebook). As is meant of a denouement, whether it be of a novel, a serial, what-have-you, lots of plot pieces are tied up in it. And yes, Vala definitely gets a lovely "happily ever after" in this book, although it's not as simple and straightforward maybe as what you'll find in more mainstream erotic romance novels.