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June 2014 Update

There is no video version of this entry. My scheduling has gone awry, so no YouTube vlog was made this week.   I hope all my stateside friends had a wonderful 4th of July! Time’s wasting though, so let’s get to this update:
Shalia’s Diary blog – You know the saying, ‘It’s darkest before the dawn’? Keep that in mind this month. 





Clans of Kalquor 4:  Alien Salvation – Rights revert to me at the end of this month.  The new cover is quite delicious, yes? Save it to your computer, because if you already own this book there is absolutely no reason to buy it again. No real changes were made to the story.

  Netherworld I:  Drop Dead Sexy – Rights revert in August.  It turned out the most massive changes I had to make occurred at the beginning of the book – about the first six chapters. I can’t tell you how relieved I was to see that. No plot changes were made, but it reads MUCH better in its new incarnation. If you are a fan of the Netherworld series, with 10,000 additional words it may be worth your while to replace this one when it is re-issued. I am currently formatting it. Once this is done, I can finally take a look at Alien Slave, which reverts to me in November.
First Mataras:  Michaela – I’m halfway through the first draft. I still can’t guess at when this book will be finished. It’s sitting at about 85,000 words now, a real beast of a story.
I am getting ready for my annual trip to upstate New York to visit some awesome people next week. The blogs are already scheduled to continue on without me, so don’t worry about getting your Shalia fix – she’ll be there. I will also TRY to keep the video blog going. However, I will probably be very slow to answer any questions or comments for the next several weeks. I hope you all have a great month. Take care!

Weekend Wake-up Call – Netherworld: Drop Dead Sexy

Heaven help me, my legs still had the shakes.  I forced myself up and lay on the padded top of the table, my arms and legs going to the rests at the sides.
Tristan strapped my arms and legs.  I crouched face down, legs wide apart.  I was helpless and eager all over again.
I peeked over my shoulder at Tristan.  He was fully clothed once more in perfectly cut black trousers and dark gray button-down shirt.  Man, he looked amazing, so scrumptious and so dangerous all at once.  His heated gaze looked me over.  I could practically hear the wheels turning in his head.
He turned around and went to the closet with its assortment of belts.  Terror sent delicious tendrils through my lower body.  I whimpered with the heady twist of lust and fear as he selected a wide leather strap.  After evaluating the grip, he rolled his sleeves up slowly, his eyes staring into mine.
“I do this not because you’ve done anything to deserve it.  I do it because it pleases me to.  You are mine to do as I wish, sub, and you will prove it by accepting the punishment.”
“Yes, Sir.”  My voice barely registered, but Tristan heard me.  He headed my way.
I breathed deeply, forcing myself to relax.  Spankings hurt more when you’re tense, and I didn’t want to be whining my safeword five swats into the discipline.
Tristan caressed my buttocks first with his hand, then with the strap.  “This is going to look so pretty turned rosy pink,” he growled. 
A slight noise let me know Dan had drawn near.  My eyes were all for Tristan and that thick strap, however.
Tristan’s gaze flicked up, and he said, “Help me keep watch on her, Dan.  As a matter of pride, some subs don’t safeword out when they should.  If she looks like she’s in trouble, tell me.”
“Got it.”  Dan’s rough hand brushed hair back from my face.
I was more responsible than that, but I wouldn’t naysay Tristan, especially not when he wielded a belt.
The first strike landed almost gently, the sting slight along the middle of my rear.   Mild warmth lit across my bottom, making my insides melt.  The next swat was the same strength, but at the precisely same spot, bringing stronger sparkles of pain.  A third made me hiss with intensity.
Tristan paused the punishment to stroke my clitoris, playing with the tender bud until I mewled with oncoming climax.  When I started making noise, he stopped playing with me and began spanking again.
The next three blows found the untouched lowest part of my cheeks, again starting lightly before increasing the sensation to a low throb.  He then went back to my clit, swirling his fingers around it and flicking the tip until I stiffened, warning him I was about to go over.  Then Tristan returned to the strap, finding the uppermost part of my buttocks with that amazing accuracy of his, tripling the spanks once more.  
Heat pulsed throughout my hindquarters, confusing pain with pleasure.  I got lost in the swirl of sensations, my world narrowing to a point.  
“Where are we, pet?”  Tristan’s voice sounded far away.  His wicked fingers played with my clit again, making everything inside tight.
“Here.”  I barely remembered protocol to add, “Sir.”
“Is she getting off on this?”  Dan’s question may as well have been asked in Russian for all the sense it made to me.
“She’s losing the ability to separate pleasure from pain.  It’s becoming one amazing sensation.”
The next strike from the belt was stronger than the ones before, the intensity of it sweeter.  I jerked in reaction, but I had nowhere to go.  The straps held me still for another lick.  And another.
They came faster and harder, but I experienced no pain.  Only intense sensation, building heat, and the divine sense of helplessness stayed, taking me higher and higher.  A small spasm rolled through my nether parts, a lovely little precursor to greater pleasures.  I floated on the waves of bliss, each convulsion that seized my womb stronger than the last.  
When the delightful spanking abruptly halted, I groaned.  “Please, Sir, just a little more.”
Tristan’s voice sounded strained.  “You’re going from pink to red, lover.  I know you’re feeling good right now, but it needs to stop.  I’m not a sadist.”
            Tears flowed down my cheeks, and my innards ached with need.  I’d been in such a wonderful place, and I didn’t want to emerge, not yet.  “Please.”
“Hush, Brandilynn.  I’ll give you something better.”
He moved between my legs, and his hard prod parted my drenched folds.  I shuddered as he pressed inside me, filling me, igniting me, slinging me over the top as if I hadn’t been with Dan only minutes before.  Tristan pounded hard, trading one form of heady punishment for another.  His hips slapped against me in a relentless tattoo.  Strapped down, all I could do was take it, orgasm after orgasm piling on top of each other, sweeping away all sense of myself.  I had no responsibilities and no need to assert any facet of Brandilynn Payson.  I simply belonged to Tristan. I existed only to satisfy him in whatever way he deemed fit.  He shouldered all accountability, leaving me free.  I dissolved into the glorious annihilation, letting go of all I was.  
The instant of my utter surrender, a massive contraction seized my belly, so great I couldn’t even scream.  The climax rode me hard. If the straps hadn’t kept me tied to the table, I might have blown apart.  Everything heaved like the ocean in a storm, tossing me to and fro until the tempest blew itself out.
Re-edited and expanded version coming in August.
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Interview With Author Sara Anderson

I’m so delighted to share a new voice with all of you. Sara Anderson is a friend of mine, and her first book is now available for pre-order (it comes out July 1). Starlight (Warriors of Dareen) is sci-fi BDSM from Siren Publishing.  Much like that man on the book's cover, it looks quite tasty.
I coaxed the Awesome Ms. A to answer a few questions about herself and her book so you can get to know her a little better. Here’s what she had to say:
Tracy:  Okay, let’s start with the basics. Tell everyone a bit about yourself and how long you've been writing.
Sara:  I am married, and I have three children. My husband is a great provider for us, which allows me to stay home with them. I started writing in the third grade. I thought for a long time that I would daydream about fictional people. I used to get into trouble a lot for my daydreaming. I would see a movie or read a book that sparked my imagination, and I would spend days working on characters that existed in my head. One day for a school project I wrote down what I had going on in my head. I got an A and my teacher was very impressed. I remember her telling me how I had creative talent and I should keep writing. I listened to her. I wrote a couple of science fiction stories as a teenager and then once I was an adult I moved on to romance.
T:  What specific genres do you concentrate on right now?
S: I write contemporary and science fiction.
T: Why these genres in particular?
S: I started in science fiction because that is my favorite genre. I have been a sci-fi nerd since I was little. My favorite movies growing up were the Star Wars Trilogy.
T: Is there any other genre you'd like to try? Or is there one you wouldn't?
S:  I would like to try paranormal one day.
T: What fiction do you read for pleasure?
S:  I have read fantasy such as David Eddings and Mercedes Lackey as well as erotic books. I love to read and I will read most anything.
T:  What writer inspires you most?
S:  Oh there are so many, but I have to say David Eddings.
T:  Outside of writing, who inspires your life?
S:  I would have to say my husband. He is such an amazing husband to me and father to his children.
T:  How much of you do you put in your characters? Where do I see Sara when I read your work?
S:  I think I put a little bit of myself into every character. While I am writing and different situations come up, I think about how I would react.
T:  Which of your characters is your favorite so far?
S: I have to say that Laura in my second book is my favorite character. She wasn’t afraid to go after what she wanted, even when she had every reason to be afraid.
T:  What are you working on now?
S:  I am on book 3 of my Warriors of Dareen series! Book 2 was accepted and will be released in August.
T:  Congratulations! Talk a little bit about your upcoming release. How did the idea for it come to you?
S:  This upcoming release is my first book, Starlight. I have always had this story in my head. What if there were aliens out there and they knew all about us, but kind of like with Star Trek they can’t interfere at all? What if it was unavoidable for them to come to our planet, and what would they do if someone found out about them? That is how Starlight came to life.
T:  I’m a huge Star Trek fan, so this ‘Prime Directive’ complication sounds like something I’ll love. Okay, let’s stray away from the writing for a few questions. Favorite sex toy?
S:  My flogger. For something so simple it is an amazing toy. It can be relaxing or stimulating depending on how it is used.
T:  If you could live anywhere in the world, where would that be?
S:  The east coast. My family lives there and the ocean is warm unlike California’s ocean.
T:  George Clooney or Brad Pitt?
S:  Well, Brad Pitt is from my area so I will have to go with him.
T:  Tell me one thing you absolutely cannot live without.
S:  Internet. I did not used to like it so much until I got a lap top. Now it sits in the living room and I am always on it whether it is research or just playing around.
T:  Favorite quote?
S:  My favorite quote is from a poem someone sent me when my second daughter was born. “Cleaning and scrubbing can wait til tomorrow, for babies grow up we learned to our sorrow. So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep. I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.”
That is my favorite. Whether I am working on a book and I get annoyed due to the distractions or I want to clean and I have a clingy baby, this reminds me that they are little for such a small time.
T:  So now I think we need to take a peek into Sara’s book Starlight. Let there be description and panty-drenching excerpt:
Starlight (Warriors of Dareen)


Siren Classic: Erotic Sci-Fi Consensual BDSM Romance, capture, spanking, flogging, HEA
Kara Johnson has learned the hard way that she will always be alone. Her father died, and the man she thought she loved cheated on her. She has built walls around her heart to make sure no one can harm her again. Then a sexy FBI Agent shows up at the sheriff’s department where she works and turns her world upside down. She spends her days fantasizing about all the ways he could force her to submit to him, not believing he would ever be interested in her.
Joran is on earth hunting his enemy. He sees Kara, and suddenly she is all he can think about. He wishes he could keep her, but their laws are clear that humans must remain unaware of their existence.  When Kara is attacked, Joran is forced to reveal himself.  Joran gets his wish to keep Kara for his own. He uses dominance and his alien senses of truth seeking and empathy to win her heart.
Excerpt:
“I am going to introduce you to the delights of anal stimulation with sex.” He walked back over to the bed and knelt between her spread legs. “I am going to get this nice and wet so it slides right in.”
“Wait, Joran, please. I don’t want anything up my ass.” She whimpered, seeing how huge the thing was. All she could imagine was pain. Ryan had fucked her up the ass once and she cried the entire time. It was not fun at all.
“Do I need to start your lesson all over again, Kara?” Joran asked in an ominous tone.
Her face drained of color and she shook her head no. “No! Please, I am just scared. It hurt last time anything was up there.”
“I promise to be gentle with you. If it hurts, I will stop,” Joran told her, his face full of confidence that she didn’t feel.
“How will you know?” she squealed trying to wiggle her ass away from the evil-looking vibrator.
“I have studied your every facial expression. I will know if you are in pain, my beautiful girl. Trust me,” he entreated.
He pushed the vibrator into her pussy, then pulled it out. He pushed it back in, twisted it, then pulled it back out.
“Oh,” Kara cried, gripping the ropes holding her hands up over her head. She did not expect it to feel so good.
“That’s it, my bonded, let your body take what I give you.” He knelt between her legs again and ran his tongue over her clit.
Kara moaned and pushed her hips up to his face to get more from him. She whimpered when he pulled the vibrator out. She was half afraid he would again leave her panting and in pain with the need to come. He stuck his tongue in her pussy, fucking it like he had with his cock. While it felt good, it did not relieve the ache pulsing in her clit. She whimpered while trying to push herself into his face.
“Hold on,” he warned her, then his mouth closed on her clit. He sucked on it hard while running his tongue over the top of it. At the same time, something hard and huge shoved against her ass. Her eyes opened wide. He really was going to fuck her ass with a vibrator, but he again sucked hard on her clit and all thoughts evaporated. She pulled her legs higher and farther apart as her orgasm rushed at her. A wave of pleasure crashed as burning pain seared in her ass. It combined, melting into a wave of pure bliss. Kara’s mouth opened wide as every muscle clamped hard. Everything disappeared but the feeling of his mouth on her clit and the stretching of her back hole. She shrieked when the orgasm gripped her, exploding throughout her body. Her hips bucked hard as she screamed. Lights flashed in her vision. Joran pulled the vibrator out of her ass, then pushed it back in, all while his tongue stroked her clit. Another orgasm crashed through her while her body shook.
She finally opened her eyes to see him smiling over her. “That was the most amazing orgasm I have ever witnessed a lover of mine experience. You honor me with your body,” he told her. His eyes shone with something, but Kara did not dare think it could be love. They barely knew one another.
“Thank you,” she croaked, her voice close to giving out from all her screaming.
“Don’t thank me yet. We are far from done, my beauty.” Joran’s smile was sadistic.
“What are you going to do?” Kara asked worriedly. She did not know how much more she could take.
Joran twisted the vibrator and it suddenly came to life in her ass. She tensed as nerves she thought were sated were suddenly flaring back with need.
Kara bit her bottom lip and moaned again. “Joran, I can’t,” she hissed.
“Oh, you can, and you will,” he ordered her as his golden eyes bored into hers.
He climbed in between her legs and pushed his cock into her slowly. The vibrator in her ass made her pussy feel even tighter than their first time together.
Kara gasped as he forced his cock into her. He would pull out, then shove in harder, slowly entering her inch by inch.
“Fuck, oh fuck. Kara you are such a treasure,” Joran panted while pushing into her more with each thrust.
“Don’t stop. I will do anything, just please don’t stop,” Kara panted as he stretched her. She felt so overfull, but nerves she never knew existed screamed in pleasure. Finally, she felt his balls against her and knew he was all the way in. He stopped and rested his forehead against her.
“Do not move,” he hissed between clenched teeth. “I need to get my control, or I will spill too soon.”

Now available for pre-order at http://www.bookstrand.com/starlight-anderson. 
You can also connect with Sara Anderson on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100008273408323.

Vlog: Names from Alien Redemption

Why are the thumbnails YouTube offers never attractive? I look like I'm sucking on a prune here. Oh well, here are the many name pronunciations from Clans of Kalquor 6: Alien Redemption. As you'll see, even I get tongue-tied trying to get those alien names out. Maybe that's what that face is all about.

Enjoy!

Weekend Wake-up Call – Clans of Kalquor 4: Alien Salvation

 She found herself on all fours, Japohn’s massive sexes before her eyes as he kneeled in front of her. Renewed excitement pulsed in her womanhood, and her mouth watered at the sharp, cinnamon-like aroma of the Kalquorian. Her tongue peeked out to sample the bullet tip of his larger member, and she heard him catch his breath. 
Japohn did taste like cinnamon. Lindsey had another lick, a longer one to savor the delightful tang of his lubrication. As she drew back a little, rolling his wetness around in her mouth, she saw a pearlescent white drop form at the small opening of his penis.
She drew it from him with the tip of her tongue. The flavor of his pre-ejaculate was different; sweet, spicy, and savory all at once, like a pretzel coated in cinnamon and sugar with the slightest hint of cayenne.
There was no doubt about it. Kalquorians were delicious.
With a zeal that made Japohn groan, Lindsey wrapped her mouth around his sex. She sucked him in until she almost gagged on his length. Curling the fingers of one hand around the base of him, she slid her lips back and forth over the hot organ. His pulse pounded against her tongue, and he growled deep in his throat as his hands tangled in her hair.
Lindsey had forgotten all about Bacoj until he wedged himself behind her. She thrilled to feel his sexes probing at her, the larger one tentatively pressing against her anus. She offered no resistance to the exploration. She recognized the intoxicant from Japohn’s bite was making her reckless, erasing all fears of pain and injury. She didn’t care. Now that she’d had her first sexual experience and found it very much to her liking, Lindsey wanted to know every pleasure the Kalquorians could offer. She wanted to experience every form of sex the tyrannical Earth government had denied her. A petty but real sense of revenge made the act all the more exciting.
Lindsey suckled on Japohn as Bacoj eased into her tightest orifice. The pressure against the walls of her tight sleeve bloomed into heady pleasure, making her sex clench hard on the smaller organ breaching it. The ache of taking the Dramok in such a way was lost in a wash of desire. She moaned with delight to be so utterly, beautifully filled.
Japohn wrapped his massive hands around her head, slowly pumping her mouth. Bacoj matched the Nobek’s careful rhythm, his hands gripping her hips. The men worked in tandem, grinding themselves in small circles against her. Lindsey opened herself completely to them, trembling sweetness trickling through her belly as she let them take all they wanted.
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WIP Wednesday – Clans of Kalquor 9: Alien Indiscretions

                Cissy and Tasha spent the night in guest suites in the Royal House.  Jessica had not been subtle in the least as she went over all the amenities that came with living just two levels below her grand home in the cliff.                “A kitchen open 27 hours a day every day, ready to whip up whatever your heart’s desire,” she gushed.  “They’ve gotten really good at preparing Earther food, which our colony on Haven supplies.  Vax himself taught them how to cook the best dishes, a kind of Kalquorian-Earther fusion that will make you fat and happy.”                Imdiko Vax was one of Lindsey’s clanmates, a celebrated chef who owned three restaurants on Kalquor.  To hear Lindsey and Jessica tell it, one needed reservations months in advance to hope to eat in one of his establishments.                “Look in the entertainment room,” Jessica went on, tugging the twins all over the guest suite.  “The latest in vid technology.  You’d swear you’re in the middle of every program you watch.  And just listen to that sound system!”                She instructed the entertainment to play some rimnastin, a newer form of music that had grown out of the heavy thunder of Kalquorian lemanthev crossed with the dance-friendly Plasian sleshirin and incorporated Earther sonic guitars and keyboards.  It was music Cissy herself had grown partial to.  Her head bobbed in time with the thudding beat.                The bathing facility was no less impressive with its shower built big enough for an entire Kalquorian clan to use at once (or a football team, as Cissy whispered to Tasha), a sauna, a whirlpool, and a bathing pool the size of a small pond.  The bedrooms were even more immense, with balconies that looked over the ocean and sleeping mats every bit as large as the bathing pool.                The opulence was mind boggling, and Cissy wondered if she’d made a mistake in planning to live in the Matara Complex, where women from Earth stayed as they courted likely clans for lifemates.  She’d never been one for fancy things, but she thought she might be able to get used to such luxury.                However, she and Tasha both found the suite far too big after their cousins left for the night.  The huge space felt like a mausoleum, echoing and devoid of life no matter how loud the women cranked up the rimnastin music.                After a somewhat restless night during which Cissy felt she was drowning in the immense sleeping mat, she found Tasha as eager to quit the grand suite of rooms for the smaller apartments of the complex that had been built to host Earther women looking for clans.  They had their storage bins by the door when Lindsey and Jessica arrived at sunrise.                “Overkill, huh?” Lindsey laughed as she handed them each a covered mug of coffee.  “Now you see why my clan lives in a much more modest setting.”
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