Six Sentence Sunday - Overcoming Inhibitions

For this week's Six Sentence Sunday, I'm continuing on where I left off last week.

Christie is sitting on Xavier's lap, trying to overcome her inhibitions of talking dirty. Not only is she nervous about having to say words that she merely fantasizes about, but she knows that her inexperience will shine through.

Xavier has asked her to tell him how she'd worship his cock. She is firmly on his lap, feet dangling off to the side, as he runs his fingers through her hair, trying to ease her fears.

Christie tells him...

***

"Um, I'd begin with some adoration."

"Lovely, pet. Tell me how you'd adore my cock."

Christie worried her lip again. "Yes, Sir. I'd...uh...kiss around your cock and balls, rubbing my cheek against you as you first start to come to attention."

She opened her eyes and looked at Xavier. Was she doing this right? She wasn't used to talking dirty, and this was really embarassing. He nodded for her to continue.

She closed her eyes again. Looking at him made everything seem too real.

***

I know how hard it is to bare your soul to your Master. It requires courage, complete honesty, and determination to succeed. They enjoy stretching your boundaries in a safe environment, and watching you push your limits to please them, yourself, and ultimately the YOU that represents the two of you in concert, creating your own symphony of souls.

And is it worth all that energy? You tell me....I already know MY answer ;)

Starts at The Salton Sea Chronicles

I am honored to be a part of author/editor Lee Prewett's latest blog on Starts!

Lee asked several writers for the first 1-2 sentences of their book, in order to see how authors set the tone for the novel and draw the reader in.

I submitted the first two lines from my current WIP, the yet-untitled saga of Christy & Xavier (see my post on Since I missed Six Sentence Sunday for another sample).

You can find Lee's blog here:
http://saltonseachronicles.blogspot.com/2011/07/starts-2.html

BDSM Authors: Where's the Beef(cake)?

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Since I missed Six Sentence Sunday...

Well now, since I missed Six Sentence Sunday, I thought I'd start our week off with a sample from one of my current WIP's.

The Backstory
Christy is a shy woman who's always been teased about her size, so she doesn't venture out of her 'safe' circle of friends often. Her best friend gave her a certificate for a free massage for her birthday, and it's taken her months to gather up the courage to use it.

Xavier owns the Spa, along with several other lucrative businesses. He's also a Dom at the local BDSM club. He sees voluptous Christy come into his Spa and is immediately intrigued as all his protective instincts are fired up by her shyness. But then someone compliments her and her brilliant smile convinces Xavier that there's more to Christy than she will allow others to see. He tells the masseuse scheduled for Christy that he'll do the massage instead.

After using Christy's blissed-out state during the massage to ensure that she did indeed have a submissive streak, Xavier invites her to the local club, under his protection for the evening. After she arrives, he guides her to a scene in progress to gauge her reaction.

The Scene
A very large Dom has his sub tied to an inventive spanking horse. This horse has a little extra twist - a vibrator is attached between the horse legs with a clamp and crank that allows it to move up, down, and closer to the horse. The Dom has told his sub that this is a lesson on controlling her orgasm. He means to keep her tied, with the vibrator pressed against her clit, and announces that she is not to come until he allows her.

Christy doesn't understand what that crank moves up and down at first. Then the Dom flips the switch, as as the vibrator begins to buzz loudly, Christy realizes what's in store for the bound submissive.

Unedited Sample (copyright 2011, Cassie Hynds)
Christy's knees got weak and she slumped a bit. Xavier strengthened his grip around her waist. "Watch and see her struggle to please her Master, pet. He will tease her until she begs for release, and only when he's ready will he permit her to come. If she comes before he gives her permission, she will be punished."

Christy looked at Xavier, her eyes as wide and innocent as a deer that's been struck immobile by an oncoming car. "P-punished?"

"Yes, pet."

"How will he punish her?"

"I'm not sure, we'll have to wait and see. If it were me, I'd leave the clit vibrator attached, then sit in front of her and remind her that she was helpless to do anything but keep coming." He leaned down so that his lips were right next to Christy's ear. "Imagine being tied with your legs open, a vibrator on your clit, and no way to stop it."

Her eyes closed as she imagined herself in the sub's place. Liquid heat pooled at her center as she moaned softly.

"Look at me."

Christy opened her eyes and stared into Xavier's intense gaze.

"You would enjoy being naked, bound open for me to enjoy, wouldn't you?"

She gasped. "No!" she blurted out quickly. She was an independent woman! She shouldn't like the thought being subservient to anyone, yet she could feel that old, familiar ache deep within her center.

Xavier put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her so that she faced him. "The first thing that I require from any submissive is honesty. Do not lie to me, pet. I can see the pulse at your neck beating faster. You've pressed your thighs together in an attempt to gain relief from the ache growing in that sweet pussy of yours. Now let's try this again, and this time tell me the truth. You would enjoy being naked, bound open for me to enjoy, wouldn't you, pet?"

Oh God, he could see right through her. She hadn't even realized she was pressing her thighs together, but he noticed everything. He moved his hand to grasp her chin so that she could see only him. His eyes narrowed, taking in all of her responses. Fuck. He already knew what she felt. Was she brave enough to admit it?

Christy blinked a few times, unable to look away. Finally she whispered "Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, Sir," she repeated quickly and then bit her lower lip. Would she be in trouble because she forgot to call him Sir?

Xavier's lips curved into a smile. "Good girl." He moved his head down, closer to hers, until his lips were almost touching. "Thank you for your trust, pet, I am honored." Her breath was coming in quick spurts, the ache inside her intensifying. Would he kiss her? Did she want him to? Hell yes!
He continued to stare at her, his gaze travelling from her eyes to her lips as she struggled to keep her breathing even. He brushed his lips against hers and she moaned, leaning into his muscular chest. His kiss intensified as he moved one arm around her waist and drew her closer. He licked her lips and she shivered. "Let me in, pet" he whispered against her lips.

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And now....I need to go take care of a few things. *cough*

Orgasm Torture, AKA EvilDom

Just in case you can't tell by the title, this post is NSFW and 18+ only :)

So I'm sitting at my laptop last night, cruising thru Twitter feeds and Facebook posts. Working on world creation for one of my new WIP's. Hubby looks at me (while watching NCIS - *sigh* Mark Harmon) and says 'We'll be going to bed early tonight.'

Um....OK. Are you tired?

No.

Am *I* tired? (LOL)

No.

Ok.....then why are we going to bed early?

Because I don't want it to be 11:00 when I'm done playing with you.

*Oh.*

If only I knew what he had up his sleeve.

For those of you who aren't familiar with the term, Orgasm Torture is a BDSM term that means (for a female submissive) continuing stimulation of the clitoris producing multiple orgasms.

So as we hit the witching hour, Hubby enters the bathroom as himself and leaves as EvilDom. I'm still trying to figure out how that happened - he wasn't even wearing a mask!!

Things are progressing as normal, with me getting all hot and heavy and him watching all of my reactions closely. Then, as I hit the big moment he chuckles, and.....continues.

WTF??

In the meantime he's laid over top of me, holding me immovable from the waist down. By now I'm scrambling, trying to get him off of me, when he commands 'Lie Still.' Holy shit, I can FEEL my eyes dilate as he says that! I freeze and he softly says 'Good girl.' He's let up on the pressure and now is just lightly caressing the tip. And I'm going out of my fucking mind!

Do you have any idea how hard it is to restrain yourself? Cuffs & ropes are lovely, but having to do the opposite of what your body wants to do?? All because of a command? It's almost fucking impossible!!

I'm trembling all over the place, and he's coaxing me on with his words. After about 2 minutes I'm shaking my head back and forth, pleading....I can't take it anymore!!! 'We'll stop when I'm ready.' How can he be so damn nonchalant about this?? I'm writhing in a heady mix of pleasure, slight pain, and anxiety as he just continues to watch and tease me.

Finally, after a few more minutes, and a few more orgasms (lots of KY is the key, here), he finally lets up. The room is now 105 degrees, I can't see through the sweat and hair covering my face, and I've left all of the air from my lungs out at the side of the road somewhere. He kisses me and says 'Oh yeah, I loved that.' I'm still fighting for breath, so I only have enough air for one word. 'Asshole'

He laughs and his eyes twinkle merrily. Then moves on to Act II.

Soooo....now someone in one of my stories is definitely going to have to survive this little gem called 'orgasm torture.' After all, *I* had to. Well, sorta. I'm still shaking almost 24 hours later.

Anyone else ever experience this? Does it sound like something you'd like to try? I'd never considered overwhelming pleasure as a sort of 'torture' before...but holy hell, it was awesome!! Please share your thoughts!

Welcome!

Welcome friends!

I write erotic romance and paranormal erotic romance, all with a D/s flare. (That'd be Dominance/submission for those of you just starting to dabble in kink.) Having lived in a D/s relationship for many years, it finally hit me, why not write what you know and enjoy? Amazing how those little epiphanies just pop out of nowhere to totally rearrange your life, huh?

I've always been a romantic at heart, and after many years of drama, I finally got MY HEA. Because of that, all of my stories will have one, too. Happy Right Now just isn't satisfying enough for me, so we'll see things all the way through. Ater all, I KNOW it's possible!

I've been a BBW (voluptuous, lush, name your chubby-kind-simile here) my entire life, and we lovely ladies NEVER get enough attention as far as I'm concerned. At least we never get POSITIVE attention. I've had quite enough negative attention, thank you very much! In my stories the heroine is never a size 0 (no offense to all you lovely size 0 ladies!), and always finds her HEA with a hunky male who's just a TAD alpha. But don't worry - my submissives are NOT doormats.

I'll also be posting questions that I'd love for us all to discuss, my own thoughts about writing and kink, snippets from my stories, and anything else that strikes my eclectic fancy. So hop in the train car with me, and full steam ahead!