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Meet Mac Buchanan ~ Hero of Blackmailed into the Billionaire's Bed

As I get ready for the release of Blackmailed into the Billionaire's Bed, I thought you might like to be introduced to the hero, Mac Buchanan. A successful newspaper magnate, he's ruthless and uncompromising with an ego to match his status and wealth. This is the heroine's very first impression of the man himself.


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Coming to Siren Bookstrand 2nd December 

Guest Blogger: Jennifer Denys ~ Erotic Romance Author

Jennifer DenysPlease welcome my guest blogger for today, erotic romance author, Jennifer Denys. 

Psst, I'll let you in on a little secret, Jennifer has newly released book called Retraining the Dom. Wow, the title let's you know that it contains some HOT BDSM action! It's the second in the Battle of Wills series, which features Jennifer's bestselling, erotic romance, Retraining the Sub.

Q. Where did you get the idea for ‘Retraining the Dom’? 

This is the sequel to ‘Retraining the Sub’. I came up with the ideas for the titles first. Sometimes titles just occur to me and I have to find a story to fit, as in the case of this two part series; and sometimes I have a story idea that I have to find a title for. As for RTD – I knew I wanted it to be about Trey as I featured him in RTS.
Retraining the Sub
Q. Tell us a bit about the hero and heroine in ‘Retraining the Dom’. 

Trey is a Dom in his mid 40s at Club Allure, who has been told he must go on the Club’s retraining programme. The problem is he is much too strong a Dom to allow anyone else to control him. The club’s owner comes up with the idea of using Olivia, a 50 year old experienced Domme, who is physically imposing. What Trey begins to realise is that Olivia is a sub at heart and she has to work hard not to let Trey top her and subsequently Dom challenges the Domme. It is a battle of wills.

Q. What are you working on right now, and what can we expect from you next? 

I am working on the second in The Haunt of the Wolves series set in a werewolf BDSM club and this one is about Evie and Stefan, both werewolves, who appeared in the first in the series (Collared by Wolves). As this is a ménage series there will be a third person in their relationship who will be a human, Jace. I am in the early stages of plotting the story.

Q. How do we find out about you and your books? 

Details of all my books are on my blog/website where readers will find extracts/reviews/buy links/and tidbits about the books. I also post to that blog three times a week.
http://jennifer-denys.blogspot.com/

Alternatively, you can find me on: 
Twitter – http://twitter.com/JenniferDenys  
Facebook – http://facebook.com/JenniferDenys  

‘Retraining the Dom’ is available from many outlets: Here are the buy links:

Evernight

Amazon

AmazonUk

Bookstrand

All Romance


Q. How may readers contact you? 

Readers can email me anytime to jennifer.denys (at) yahoo.com. I love to hear from you.

Q. When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer? 

I have always liked writing stories and plays. The earliest I can remember was aged about 14 I wrote a play for local kids based on the legend of Robin Hood - with a twist. It was called 'Roberta Hood and her Merry Ladies'. This wasn't because I had a dominatrix in me then, but probably because there were more girls in the neighbourhood than boys!

Q. What would you say is your interesting writing quirk? (Some write with a glass of wine, or others listen to music, what do you do?) 

I love throwing in real life facts into my stories: the name of a friend’s dog in 'Friendly Seduction', the office number I worked in at the day job in 'Friend or Foe', the boss's surname in 'Chasing Emily' and so on. 'Retraining the Dom' is dedicated to two Doms who have been extremely helpful for my research and things related to them are included in this story as a way of saying thank you, eg, a windmill is relevant to one of them!

Q. What was the first adult book you read? 

‘The Love Machine’ by Jacqueline Susann. I went from Enid Blyton to Jacqueline Susann. It was a baptism of fire!


Q. How did you come to choose your character names for Retraining the Dom? 

The name, Trey, just came to me as I was writing the earlier book in the series. But the name, Olivia, is intriguing as it was chosen by readers to my blog in a competition last year. My original idea had been Rachel and that was one of the options I gave readers to choose from along with Diana, Helen, Jillian and Olivia. I wanted a name that sounded strong and dominant, which to me all those names are and Olivia won (Jillian was the second most popular but I intend to use all those names in future books).

Q. You have written about BDSM in many of your stories, do you or have you participated yourself? 

Yep. I have a Dom who is very patient (and long suffering) when I want to research something for my stories! We have fun. :-) 

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An excerpt from Retraining the Dom

"And what's your reason for becoming a Domme, Livvy?"

Olivia frowned. "This is about your retraining, not mine. So we will do a quick fire round."
He seemed to have diverted the question for the time being, but what was a quick fire round?

"Spanking or flogging?"

"Excuse me?"

The look of long suffering she gave him made the corners of his mouth turn up. He wondered why she had agreed to do this.

"Just answer the first thing that comes into your mind. This is about your preferences. Doesn't matter if they are your Dom likes and dislikes, your answers will give me some clues to you as a person."

His smile dropped. He wasn't sure this was a good idea, afraid he would give too much away. "Are you sure you're not a closet psychologist?"

"Treyyy!"

"Okay, okay. Flogging." Yup. He sure preferred to give a flogging over a spanking any day. Spanking was too intimate and he didn't like the sound of flesh on flesh. His face tightened. Do not go there, he told himself.

"Bench or Cross?"

He shrugged. "Both." That wasn't an issue.

"Cuffs or rope?"

On the other hand, that was. There was no way he was going to be restrained by her, or anyone else, come to that. "Neither."

Olivia seemed startled by this answer. "Sorry?"

He had to say something, so he spat out an answer. "Tape!"

This seemed to appease her. "Don't you think it's easy to get out of that?"

Trey smirked. "Aren't your dominance skills up to it?"

She leaned forward, her breasts pressing together to provide wonderful cleavage above the low cut vivid green top she wore. He worked hard to avoid dipping his eyes to enjoy the view. Olivia continued to move in until her face was only a few inches away. Trey smiled at this show of strength, but he didn't shift back as many might have done in the face of a big woman entering their personal space.

"I don't need to restrain my subs. I trust them to keep their hands on the handles, bars, whatever."

He chuckled. "Well, if you reward them with those gorgeous tits I'm not surprised."

That flustered her, and she sat down with a thump, a startled expression on her face.
She tried to get him back to the matter in hand. “Um, safe words.”

“What about them?” He was still amused by her distraction.

Olivia tapped her pen impatiently against the file. “I need to know your safe word in the event of you being unable to continue during your training.”

Trey was aware of how thorough Olivia was and could see why Sean thought she would be a good trainer, but he was determined not to let her get under his skin. He sat back and considered this. There might, of course, be a possibility that he’d get under hers. That would be interesting. He relished the forthcoming confrontation. “My safe word is woody.”

Thank you, Jennifer, for being such a fab guest. I've already read and LOVED, Retraining the Sub, so I can't wait to get my hands on your new book ~ Retraining the Dom!

New Website, New Contract and a Brand New Series

Hi, everyone, I have much news for October. 

First, I have just updated my website with cleaner lines, faster download speeds, and elasticity for those small screens. I hope you like it. There's links to all my books, and series. Why not browse, and see if there is something you like. 

You can access my website HERE

Secondly, I have a new series coming soon to Siren. It's called Carnal Sins, and features, strong, devilishly wicked heroes, who need the love of a good woman to tame them. 

I love flawed heroes, who, for reasons of their own act self-serving and egotistical. Yes, their sins may be many, but nothing, absolutely nothing can stop the course of true love, and a heroine hell-bent on winning her man. :-)

Thanks for reading.

7 more #SexySnippets from Master's Pet

Today I have 7 more #SexySnippets from Master's Pet ~ the 6th Masters of Submission book now available from Siren HERE

For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html


In this scene Cole has just given Jessica permission to climax. (These Doms do have a wicked ego, don't they?) 

“Permission is granted, my pet.”

Oh, relief. Beautiful, marvelous relief. 

The endorphins in her brain were finally given their freedom, and her perception of the world around her immediately changed. 

Cole’s bedroom, which was extravagantly large, seemed to shrink to such an extent that there was barely enough space for the two of them.

She heard her heart beating. 

Surely it shouldn’t be so loud? 

And then she heard Cole’s, too, its rhythm comfortingly slow and heavy, mingling with hers until they became synchronized, beating as one. 

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These 7 #SexySnippets were taken from Master's Pet available from Siren Bookstrand HERE

Here's the blurb:
At thirty-six, Cole Rossi has found the perfect submissive in Jessica Summers. The twenty-eight-year-old beauty is sexy, witty, and more than a little mischievous. She has been his to worship, discipline, and adore for the last three years, and he can't imagine life without her. Master Cole is everything Jessica could possibly wish for in a dominant. He’s powerful and caring, and has placed his diamond collar around her neck as a symbol of his love, respect, and commitment to her. However, when Quinn Sutherland, Jessica’s former master, returns to Club Submission for the first time in four years, their idyllic D/s relationship is thrown into turmoil. There was always bad blood between the two men, and Cole is well aware that nothing would give his nemesis more pleasure than taking Jessica from him.Unsettled by events, Cole uses tough love to resolve the situation. Will his strategy work, or will it backfire and drive Jessica straight into the arms of his bitter rival?
For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html

Series Showcase on Masters of Submission

For those that may have missed the series showcase of Masters of Submission, hosted on Siren-Bookstrand's Facebook page, I've copied the interview here:

#SeriesShowcase: Masters of Submission by Jan Bowles

1. What is the biggest development in the series that surprised you as the author?


Wow, I'd have to say the characters. They seem to have a life of their own. The more of the series I write, the deeper I'm exploring the dynamics in their lifestyles. Each relationship has been entirely different in the way they interact with each other.

2. What was an element in HER DREAM DOM [Masters of Submission 1] you really wanted to carry throughout the series? Where did you decide to differ from that with MASTER’S PET [Masters of Submission 6], if at all?

It has to be trust. A D/s relationship cannot work without trust. In HER DREAM DOM, trust is an issue from the get-go. Because of a bad experience, Sara, although highly attracted to the lifestyle, is very wary of placing her faith in anyone. Enter Jack, a proficient rope player, who shows through careful listening and talking that he can be all she hopes for. While in MASTER’S PET, Cole and Jessica's long-standing relationship is put in jeopardy through mistrust. Trust builds relationships, while mistrust tears them apart.

3. What came first? The characters or the club? 

Ah, now you're talking. The characters came first. I designed Club Submission around my magnetic hero Zane Anders. He's a strong character who introduces Jessica Parkes to the club, and thus the readers, too. 


4. What was the inspiration for Club Submission? 

I'd read about a few famous fetish clubs. The Torture Garden being one and Paddles being another. I didn't base Club Submission on any particular one, more a fusion of many.

5. What are some interesting factoids about the club that readers wouldn't know from reading the series?

Apart from special celebrations, such as collaring ceremonies and private parties like the New Years Eve party in the first book of the series, Club Submission is alcohol free. 

Before the club was taken over by the Strong brothers, Matthew and Ethan, it was called XS. They didn't feel it created the right ambiance, so renamed it Club Submission.

Detective Dave Mitchell of the Boston Police Department, and the officer who featured in the first book of the series, doesn't like the Strong brothers or the club. He would be happy to see it closed down. 

6. Do you feel there's any negativity in portraying submissive women?


Wow, that's a hard question, but I guess that although I write about submissive women meeting strong, male characters, the heroines are strong in their own right. They have their own voice, and are in charge of their own destiny. They're certainly not doormats. 

7. What do you envision happening next in the Masters of Submission series?

I have so many ideas that need to be channeled into future books. Andrea, the receptionist, who lost her husband and Master in a car accident, needs her story telling. While Todd and Marcus will have future books, too. I would also love to see what happens after they all get married. Who knows…even the tenacious Detective Mitchell may feature in a new story very soon.  

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Masters of Submission by Jan Bowles
See the whole series here: http://www.bookstrand.com/jan-bowles

Read the 1st Chapter of Master's Pet Free

Here is the 1st chapter of Master's Pet in its entirety. I hope you enjoy it. 

Master's Pet is available from Bookstrand HERE

MASTER’S PETMasters of Submission 6
JAN BOWLESCopyright © 2013

Please note, the prologue is not included in this free excerpt

Chapter One
One week later

Cole Rossi slid the empty glass across the bar. “Same again, Todd.”

“Sure thing, Cole. I can see from your expression that Jessica’s late again.”

Cole grunted indignantly. “Huh, tell me about it, buddy. It’s the third time this week. The lady will get what’s coming to her though.” He tapped an index finger to his temple. “All her misdemeanors are stored in the memory banks of the computer I have right here.”

Todd laughed. “I can see a certain pretty lady having a red face to match her red ass.”

“You got it in one, pal. We’ve arranged a scene for tonight, so payback will come sooner than she thinks.”


“Three years, give or take a month or so.”

Todd nodded. “That’s impressive in this lifestyle. Almost unheard of, in fact.”

“I’ve asked her to move in with me. I told her we were made for each other.”

“And what was the lady’s reply?”

“She agreed as long as she could keep her own apartment. She’s moving in at the beginning of the month.”

Todd placed Cole’s fresh root beer in front of him and then patted him on the shoulder. “She’s that special, huh?”

Cole took a long swallow of the cool liquid. “Yeah, she is, and then some.” He glanced at his watch. “She’s also fifteen minutes late and counting.” He lifted the glass to his lips again, idly wondering what form of correction should be applied as a remedy for her lack of punctuality. 

Hmm. One spank for each minute she’s late, perhaps? No, she’d enjoy that too much. How about one knee-buckling stroke of the cane, on that peachy little ass of hers, for every five minutes she keeps me waiting? Perhaps that would be more appropriate. Appropriate enough to give him a hard-on as he sat at the bar anyway.

Carnal thoughts about the beautiful woman, who’d become an integral part of his life, were interrupted when he noticed Jessica enter the Warm Zone. He looked across at Todd, who’d obviously seen her, too. “See what I mean, buddy. What guy in his right fucking mind wouldn’t want to spend three years of his life with a sexy lady like that?”

He watched her raise a hand and wave at him, a genuine smile to her pretty face. She’d often arrive late on purpose. That particular scenario worked well for both of them, because she got the discipline and attention she craved, and he got the sadistic pleasure of administering it to the most beautiful woman on God’s green earth.

Jessica always looked good. In fact, in the three years she’d been his sub, he’d never seen her look anything less than stunning, and tonight was no exception. His hardened steel cock pushed uncomfortably against the inside of his leather jeans as eager eyes scanned his property from head to toe and then back again.

A cascade of glossy brunette hair flowed around her shoulders, and framed her pretty heart-shaped face. She wore a skimpy black leather skirt that in his opinion bore more of a resemblance to a wide leather belt. It was so fucking short, it gave him a tantalizing glimpse of the white virginal panties she wore beneath. Oh, Jessica, you fucking prick teaser. As she sauntered sexily across the Warm Zone, her beautiful blue eyes were focused solely on him, and he enjoyed the way other club members respectfully moved out of her way, almost like the parting of the waves of the Red Sea.

A revealing black leather bra complemented her skirt, pressing her ample cleavage together, and he knew that the sweetest titties he’d ever tasted lay just beneath. Jessica had the most amazing nipples, and he mentally savored the way the slightest brush of his fingers or lips could bring them to life, making them stand to magnificent attention. Such was her love of the alternative lifestyle they practiced, he didn’t need to coerce or persuade his sub to try new things. She was naturally adventurous when it came to sex play.

As she drew closer, he stood from his stool and held out his hands, palms down. In true submissive style, she immediately took hold of them and tenderly kissed each one of his fingers in turn. This was a ritual she performed each time she saw him, and one that showed him she was happy with the pecking order of things. “I’m sorry I’m late, Sir. It won’t happen again. I give you my word.”

He kissed the top of her bowed head. “Liar, but I forgive you, for now.” Cole then placed two fingers under her chin and lifted her face so she stared directly into his eyes before continuing, “Besides, I have something special lined up for you. I hope it will cure this inability of yours to arrive on time.”

He enjoyed the way her pupils dilated with anticipation. “I’m sure it will, Sir,” came her breathless reply.

“Excellent. You may now take the stool next to your Master.”

Jessica sat at the bar and stared into his eyes, a slight smile to her lips, and he knew without doubt that she loved him as much as he loved her.

“Gloves as well, my pet. I’m impressed.”

She stretched out her arms so he could get a better look. “I so wanted you to like them, Sir. They’re exactly the same as the ones Marilyn Monroe wore in The Seven Year Itch. I can peel them off with my teeth, if that’s what you desire.”

Mmm, that was a good thought, a real good thought, but he’d keep his powder dry for now. “Later perhaps. Get the lady a drink, Todd.”

“Consider it done, Cole. What can I get you, Jessica?”

“I’ll have a soda water please, Todd, with just a little added ice.” She held her index finger and thumb about a half inch apart as an example.

Cole loved these cute, feminine mannerisms of hers, and he was well aware that she made them specifically to please him. He watched her black-gloved hand flutter to her neck. “Is your collar too tight, my pet?”

“No, Sir, it’s fine. I just the love the feel of it. When I’m alone and I touch it, it always reminds me of you.”

In his opinion, all subs should have an armory that possessed flattery as one of its weapons. Jessica knew this, and she knew how to use it to best effect, too. 

With Todd serving another customer, she leaned in and whispered, “And sometimes when I think of you when I’m alone, I touch other things besides the collar you lovingly placed around my neck.”

“Meaning?” Naturally as her Dom, he already knew the answer.

“My pussy, Sir. It goes so incredibly wet when I think about all the things we’ve done together.”

“Of course it does, but it goes without saying that you only pleasure yourself once I’ve given you my express permission.” 

She lowered her head submissively, and very quietly said, “Yes, Sir. I wouldn’t dream of doing it otherwise.”

That was exactly what his ego wanted to hear. Jessica made an excellent sub, because she always gave him exactly the right responses. Ones that made him feel good about himself. He tenderly cupped her head in his hands, enjoying the soft brunette curls that trailed through his fingers. “You’re so special to me, Jess.”

“I know, Sir. And you to me.”

“Do you remember the day when I placed this very collar around your neck?”
As Cole ran his fingers over the symbol of their commitment to each other, Jessica obligingly lifted her head to allow him better access to his property. 

“It was a wonderful day, Sir. One I’ll never forget.”

“Me neither.”

He marveled at what a lucky man he was to have found a woman like Jessica. This lady was truly one in a million, and there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do to keep her as happy as she was right now. He’d seen her sad once, suicidal even. She’d hit rock bottom, all her wonderful sparkle and zest for living seemingly gone forever. That was until he’d rescued her from the depths of despair and helped her rebuild her life once more. Since then, he’d made it his mission to never allow her to become unhappy again. 

The inch-wide leather collar was encrusted with diamonds exquisitely laid out in an ornate pattern created to his own personal design. It had cost him megabucks, but what the fuck did he care? He’d bought the diamonds from his close friend Zane Anders, who was a diamond importer by trade and Club Submission regular. Zane had sourced him the best stones available, bringing them in from Amsterdam. Cole owned his own construction company, Rossi Construction, employing well over two thousand men. He’d built it up from nothing with his own bare hands, so he figured he had every right to spend his hard-earned cash on whatever he wanted. And nothing pleased him more than spending it on the woman he loved. 

At the collaring ceremony, he’d also given her a plain day collar, one that she could wear while at work. To the casual observer it looked like a simple velvet choker. It came with a locking heart-shaped case made of sterling silver, which held a miniature photograph of them both. The picture had been taken by one of the many guests at the collaring ceremony. It had been a wonderful day some nine months ago now, and had sealed their commitment to each other. He smiled to himself. Only he and Jessica knew the real significance of this apparently ordinary piece of everyday jewelry.

He kissed her lips. “Looking forward to our scene tonight, my pet?”

A smile lit up her face. “You bet.”

He agreed with her. “It’ll be just gre—” The final word in the sentence wouldn’t quite come from his lips when a face from the past entered the Warm Zone. The man in question stood expectantly waiting, almost as though he owned the fucking place. 

Prick. 

Cole was grateful that Jessica sat with her back to the door, giving her no idea of what was happening. 

Were his eyes deceiving him? No. He had twenty-twenty vision. Always had done. Eyes like a fucking hawk, and he didn’t like what he saw. 

He felt her tiny hand on his. “Is everything okay, Sir?”

Keeping his eyes focused on the specter from both their pasts, he quietly said, “Jessica, go get ready for the scene.”

She glanced at her watch. “But it’s way too early—”

He stared her down. “Don’t ever make the mistake of arguing with me, sub. Go now, and take your time, and stay in the Hot Zone until I come to you.”

He witnessed a look of confusion in her beautiful blue eyes, but he’d trained her well and she immediately complied with his demands, rising from the barstool and heading straight for the Hot Zone without even looking back.

Right. I have business to attend to. 

Cole rose abruptly from his stool, hearing it crash against the bar in his haste to confront the guy who potentially had the power to change his life for the worse. 

Quinn Sutherland.

The guy stood by the door, looking around the place that was fast filling with club members. Obviously, Sutherland hadn’t spotted him in the crowd. Maybe he’d changed enough in the intervening four years that he didn’t recognize his former friend.

Cole realized that in his present state of agitation and anger that a fight between him and Sutherland would be inevitable. So, not wishing to be banned from the club, and out of respect for club owners and personal friends, Matthew and Ethan, he decided to rein in his emotions a notch or two. In an attempt to control his angst, he took two or three long slow deep breaths before heading toward the guy he least wanted to see in this fucked-up world.

When he arrived, Quinn Sutherland stood with his back to him, so he patted him hard on the shoulder, causing his former buddy to spin around and face him.

The expression on Quinn’s face left him in no doubt that he wasn’t expecting to see him. “Cole, how ya doing, man? It’s been a long time.”

Quinn took hold of his hand and shook it enthusiastically, and although Cole felt like pulling his hand away and landing a stinging right hook to his jaw, he didn’t. Instead, realizing a crowded club wasn’t the place for a brawl, he reluctantly shook it back.

“Four years. What brings you back to Boston, Quinn?”

Cole felt uneasy in his presence, and he sensed that Quinn felt it, too. “I’ve come back to bury my pa. While I’m here, I thought I’d look up old friends.”

“Sorry to hear that.”

“Don’t be. The old man was a selfish prick who only ever thought of himself. I won’t miss him, and neither will the world.”

He was right about his old man. He’d met John Sutherland on several occasions in the past, and if the old guy had one redeeming feature, it wasn’t obvious to him. All things considered, he figured that Quinn took after his father when it came to looking after number one and not giving a fuck for anything or anybody.

“Heard you got yourself a contract laying pipe in Borneo or Tasmania, or some such place.”

“Papua New Guinea.”

“Papua New Guinea, huh. Same shithole, different name.”

Quinn’s eyes narrowed on him, and Cole figured he’d finally gotten through, letting him know he wasn’t really welcome. 

“Yeah, well, the work would be too hard for some to handle.”

“Meaning?”

“Listen, Cole. What’s your problem, man? I’ve been home five fucking minutes, and let’s just say your demeanor ain’t exactly friendly.”

“It ain’t meant to be. There’s nothing here for you anymore. If your pa’s already buried and all the loose ends are tied up, then I suggest you head back to Borneo.”

“It’s still Papua New Guinea, asshole. What’s your beef with me, man? What have I ever done to you? I thought we were friends.”

“Yeah, well that’s all in the past now. Let’s just say I had to pick up the broken pieces you left behind when you suddenly disappeared.”

Quinn took an overtly menacing step toward him, and he thought the guy was about to head butt him and break his nose in front of all these people. Cole wasn’t afraid. Far from it. “Do it, fucker, if you think you’re man enough to handle the consequences.”

They stood nose-to-nose, staring unblinkingly into each other’s eyes, checking for any sign of weakness for a good half minute or so, before Quinn finally thought better of it and took a step back. “What the fuck are you on, man? I’ve got no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Jessica.”

“Jessica? My old sub?”

“Don’t play games with me. I’m not in the mood.” Cole felt his hands clench into fists as he looked deep into the unfeeling eyes of Quinn Sutherland. The guy knew exactly whom he was talking about.

Quinn shrugged. “So fucking what? She was my sub for two years. Then we went our separate ways as millions of Americans do every day. Even now, after all this time, it still feels good to know that I was the one to introduce her to the scene in the first place. A sub never forgets her first Master. Wherever the lady is now, and whatever she’s doing with her life, she’ll always remember Quinn Sutherland, you can bet your bottom dollar on that. Anyway, what makes you so interested in my old sub?” It annoyed Cole immensely that Sutherland seemed to emphasize those final three words, delivering them slowly and deliberately.

“Because I’m the guy who had to pick up the pieces you left behind.”

“What pieces? What fucking pieces? We finished, end of.”

“A selfish bastard like you wouldn’t have the first idea what that girl went through after you fucked off to the other side of the world.”

Quinn shook his head. “Your fucking piety sickens me, but enlighten me anyway.”

“How does despair, depression, dependence on liquor and hard drugs grab you?” Cole knew he bared his teeth as he spoke, but anger surged through his veins again when he recalled just how broken Jessica was after Quinn suddenly upped and left her. He’d never seen a woman so bereft and devoid of the joys of life. In the following six months, she’d attempted suicide twice. The first time she took an overdose of sleeping tablets. The second had been when she tried to cut herself. He’d heard the sad news from Andrea, the receptionist at the club. It was then that he’d decided to step in and take control of her life, because despite all the counseling she received, things just weren’t working out. The qualified professionals did their very best to help her, but they simply didn’t understand what made Jessica tick. 

Only he did. 

She needed guidance, a firm hand, and a belief that life could be good again. Some three years later, he’d helped her to achieve all three. Jessica was truly happy again now, and she didn’t need her old Master turning up and muddying the waters.

Quinn spread his hands wide, palms upward before letting out a sigh. “What do you want me to do about? If the lady is mentally unstable, it’s hardly my problem. Jesus Christ, I’m not a fucking mind reader. How the fuck was I supposed to know she’d try to top herself?”
Quinn Sutherland really was a callous bastard.

“You should have let the lady down slowly, instead of only giving a fuck about yourself.”
“Yeah, well, hindsight’s a wonderful thing, man. I’m not going to beat myself up about it. Anyway, what became of the lady in question?”

Cole needed to think on his feet. The last thing he wanted was for Quinn to find out that Jessica was in the Hot Zone, right next door to them. He didn’t need this shit, and she needed it even less. Besides, he was her Master now, and not Quinn Sutherland. He wanted Quinn gone, so he decided to make Club Submission as unattractive as possible. 

“I’ve not seen Jessica in almost three years now. I don’t know where she is.”

Quinn looked around the Warm Zone. “Goddamn it, some homecoming this is. I can’t see anyone here I recognize from the old days.”

“No. Everyone’s gone. I’m the only one left.”

Quinn took one final look around. “Uh-huh, that’s it then. Sometimes it’s best to leave the past in the past.”

“Yeah, that’s often the case.”

Quinn looked him straight in the eye. “You’re right, Cole. There’s nothing here for me anymore. I buried the old man two days ago, so best I take the next flight back to Guinea.” Without saying another word, he turned on his heels and headed for the door.

As he watched his former friend walk away, Cole let out the long, slow breath he’d been holding for far too long. Thank fuck he was gone, and he figured he’d made Club Submission so unappealing that he’d never want to return, either. 

Luck had been his companion tonight, because Andrea, the receptionist, who Quinn would have immediately recognized, was off with the flu. It was club owners Matthew and Ethan’s night off, too, therefore making his deception somewhat easier. However, fortune favored the brave and Quinn had left the club with absolutely no idea that both Hunter and Markus were in the Hot Zone along with Jessica.

There was a bigger reason why he didn’t want Quinn Sutherland to return to Club Submission though. The man was a threat to him as well as Jessica. He was under no illusions as to how much she’d adored and idolized her ex-Master before he’d left her to work overseas. There was no doubt in his mind that she loved him, Cole Rossi, but even so, he couldn’t be sure how she’d react should her old Master make his presence known to her.

Master's Pet is available from Bookstrand HERE

Release Day for Master's Pet ~ A Contemporary BDSM Erotic Romance

I'm so excited. It's release day for Master's Pet. The 6th book in the Masters of Submission series

Available from Bookstrand HERE 


At thirty-six, Cole Rossi has found the perfect submissive in Jessica Summers. The twenty-eight-year-old beauty is sexy, witty, and more than a little mischievous. She has been his to worship, discipline, and adore for the last three years, and he can't imagine life without her. Master Cole is everything Jessica could possibly wish for in a dominant. He’s powerful and caring, and has placed his diamond collar around her neck as a symbol of his love, respect, and commitment to her. However, when Quinn Sutherland, Jessica’s former master, returns to Club Submission for the first time in four years, their idyllic D/s relationship is thrown into turmoil. There was always bad blood between the two men, and Cole is well aware that nothing would give his nemesis more pleasure than taking Jessica from him.Unsettled by events, Cole uses tough love to resolve the situation. Will his strategy work, or will it backfire and drive Jessica straight into the arms of his bitter rival?A Siren Erotic RomanceAvailable from Bookstrand HERE

7 #SexySnippets from Master's Pet ~ An Erotic BDSM Romance

Today I have 7 #SexySnippets from Master's Pet ~ the 6th Masters of Submission book # now on pre-order and available tomorrow from Siren HERE

For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html


In this scene we see that both Jessica and Cole have a mischievous side. 

Cole liked to make her work for her enjoyment.

She looked deep into his beautiful dark eyes. 

He knew. 

The gorgeous bastard knew exactly what effect he had on her. 

She guessed he wanted her to beg. 

Well, later on she probably would, but for now she’d make him work for his enjoyment, too. 

“Wanna know what’s in the leather pouch, my pet?”

These 7 #SexySnippets were taken from Master's Pet now on pre-order and available tomorrow from Siren Bookstrand HERE

Here's the blurb:
At thirty-six, Cole Rossi has found the perfect submissive in Jessica Summers. The twenty-eight-year-old beauty is sexy, witty, and more than a little mischievous. She has been his to worship, discipline, and adore for the last three years, and he can't imagine life without her. Master Cole is everything Jessica could possibly wish for in a dominant. He’s powerful and caring, and has placed his diamond collar around her neck as a symbol of his love, respect, and commitment to her. However, when Quinn Sutherland, Jessica’s former master, returns to Club Submission for the first time in four years, their idyllic D/s relationship is thrown into turmoil. There was always bad blood between the two men, and Cole is well aware that nothing would give his nemesis more pleasure than taking Jessica from him.Unsettled by events, Cole uses tough love to resolve the situation. Will his strategy work, or will it backfire and drive Jessica straight into the arms of his bitter rival?
For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html

7 more #SexySnippets from Master's Pet

Today I have 7 #SexySnippets from Master's Pet the 6th Masters of Submission book # now on pre-order and available from Siren 2nd September HERE

For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html


Master's Pet follows the intense D/s relationship between Cole Rossi and Jessica Summers, and in this bedroom scene they enjoy another ritual. 

Knowing exactly what to do to please her Master, Jessica immediately dropped down on all fours and began crawling submissively but also very seductively after her Master. 

It was a ritual they’d enjoyed many times, and highlighted the dynamics of their relationship. 

Cole didn’t take his gaze from her for one second as he sat on the large opulent bed and kicked off his boots. 

In return, she kept her eyes focused on him, too, exactly as he demanded as she slowly and sensually shimmied her way toward him, her hands and knees enjoying the tactile delights of the thick pile carpet beneath. 

For some unknown reason, he seemed even more dominant than usual tonight. 

His uncompromising demeanor meant she dared not put a foot wrong, for fear of where it might lead. 

It also made her pussy positively ache with need. An ache so strong, she longed for him to be deep inside her. 

These 7 #SexySnippets were taken from Master's Pet now on pre-order and available from Siren Bookstrand on 2nd September HERE
For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html

7 #SexySnippets from Master's Pet due for Publication September

Today I have 7 #SexySnippets from Master's Pet, available in September from Siren

For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html




Master's Pet follows the intense D/s relationship between Cole Rossi and Jessica Summers, and in this scene they enjoy a favorite ritual of theirs. 

Standing over her, with his arms folded across his broad chest, Cole observed her every move, his overbearing presence making her tremble even more. 

Aware of his eyes burning into her, Jessica worked quickly, thankful that it didn’t take long to remove what little she was wearing. 

When she was done, she neatly folded her black leather skirt and bra, along with her panties that showed obvious signs of moisture before placing them on the hall stand next to her purse. 


Completely naked, and with sexual arousal beginning to coat the insides of her thighs, Jessica stood statue still, obediently waiting for Cole to make his next move. 

She’d always loved this particular ritual, and when Cole stepped forward and attached a leather leash to the O-ring on her collar, that feeling of belonging, of being cherished and nurtured, overwhelmed her senses, making everyone in the world disappear apart from them. 

For now, it was just the two of them, and nothing else existed. 

Jessica loved Cole, and although he sometimes frightened her with his unpredictability, she adored the way he made her feel. 





These 7 #SexySnippets were taken from Master's Pet due for publication in September.
For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html