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April 19, 2014
#Sat Spanks with the Buccaneer is Back! #Erotic #BDSM
Welcome to Saturday Spankings! Today I’m sharing another snippet from my new release. Rescued by the Buccaneer is the first book in the Pirates of the Jolie Rouge Trilogy. More about this BDSM historical erotic romance…
Rescued by the Buccaneer
When Frederica Beauchamp boards a ship for the Americas, she dreams of a life filled with adventure, but she gets more than she bargained for when her passenger ship is attacked by pirates. The heartless men kidnap her and force her to serve their captain—a fate that might be worse than death, since though he does not have his way with her, the captain delights in baring her, shaming her, and thrashing her bare bottom as punishment for every imagined disobedience.
After the pirates bring aboard an injured man found floating in the sea, Frederica tends to his wounds and learns that he is Gaston Galette, a survivor of a shipwrecked vessel. Gaston seeks her help to overthrow the vile captain, but when their plan goes awry he is forced to use all of his wiles to save them. As the naïve girl and the seasoned sailor navigate one perilous situation after another, he informs Frederica that the only way they can survive is if he is in command, and that if she thinks things can be otherwise, she will be taken over his knee for a bare bottom spanking.
As he watches the proud, willful Frederica bow to his authority, however, Gaston worries that her growing hold on his heart will be his downfall. He knows he cannot take a woman with him when he returns to his ship and crew, but when Frederica accepts his lustful dominance completely, submitting to him with grace and beauty no other woman could match, Gaston realizes that he may never be able to let her go.
This snippet is a continuation from last month’s scene in Frederica and Gaston have been locked up by Captain Humphrey aboard the Neptune’s Damnation and Gaston blames her for what has happened. Frederica has just told Gaston to let her go, but thinking she has betrayed him, he has other ideas.
Excerpt
“I shall do no such thing, at least not until you’ve been properly reprimanded for your betrayal.”
She exhaled loudly. “I did nothing, I tell you! Now let me go, you letch!” She wriggled again, this time with less gusto.
He smoothed her cheeks with his palm, ignoring her pleas. “I do like the access this provides me.” He dipped his hand between her legs, caressing her inner thighs.
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April 10, 2014
Alpha Male Madness #Giveaway Hop – The French Pirate
Welcome to the Alpha Male Madness Giveaway Hop sponsored by herding cats & burning soup. Alpha Males. You know you love em. And so do we! We’re celebrating them and all their delicious alpha male glory for an entire week with giveaways at every single blog. Stop by and check out which males are making us pant with all that sexy swagger they have going on. There will be a SUPER GRAND PRIZE which you can enter below.
For the hop I will be giving away a $5 Amazon gift card and a sexy Rescued by the Buccaneer mug. (enter by leaving a comment and entering the Rafflecopter below) Now let me introduce you to the sexy French alpha pirate in my latest release Rescued by the Buccaneer – Gaston Galette.
In this snippet Gaston and Frederica have been imprisoned on the pirate ship Neptune’s Damnation. Gaston believes Frederica has betrayed him and turns her over his knee to punish her. Unfortunately she doesn’t see things quite the same way.
Excerpt
“Stop this impertinence at once! Turn me loose, you scoundrel!” She attempted to get up, but he held her down. The dank, musty odor of the cell accosted her nostrils.
“I shall do no such thing, at least not until you’ve been properly reprimanded for your betrayal.”
She exhaled loudly. “I did nothing, I tell you! Now let me go, you letch!” She wriggled again, this time with less gusto.
He smoothed her cheeks with his palm, ignoring her pleas. “I do like the access this provides me.” He dipped his hand between her legs, caressing her inner thighs.
She took a deep breath and a slight moan escaped her lips as she exhaled.
“I can see that you’re wet,” he said, then whispered, “I knew all along you were a lascivious lass.”
“Take that back!”
“I shall do no such thing. It’s time for your punishment, no more stalling. A good spanking is precisely what you need, my girl.”
She shrieked in protest, but that did not stop his hand from landing on her bottom with a loud slap.
The blow jarred her, and she reached for his leg nearest to her. She grabbed it with the intention of biting him, but thought better of it. Instead, she clutched his muscular calf through his pants leg and closed her eyes.
He smacked her bottom again. Pain seeped across her skin and she tried not to cry out. It wouldn’t do to give the man the satisfaction of hearing the agony in her voice.
He swatted her aching rear over and over again, and her ass felt as if hot coals lay upon it. She longed to push his hands away, for the blows to cease, but she stubbornly refused to scream.
Then he stroked her buttocks, easing the discomfort. “Now, my little captive, can you behave?”
About Rescued by the Buccaneer
When Frederica Beauchamp boards a ship for the Americas, she dreams of a life filled with adventure, but she gets more than she bargained for when her passenger ship is attacked by pirates. The heartless men kidnap her and force her to serve their captain—a fate that might be worse than death, since though he does not have his way with her, the captain delights in baring her, shaming her, and thrashing her bare bottom as punishment for every imagined disobedience.
After the pirates bring aboard an injured man found floating in the sea, Frederica tends to his wounds and learns that he is Gaston Galette, a survivor of a shipwrecked vessel. Gaston seeks her help to overthrow the vile captain, but when their plan goes awry he is forced to use all of his wiles to save them. As the naïve girl and the seasoned sailor navigate one perilous situation after another, he informs Frederica that the only way they can survive is if he is in command, and that if she thinks things can be otherwise, she will be taken over his knee for a bare bottom spanking.
As he watches the proud, willful Frederica bow to his authority, however, Gaston worries that her growing hold on his heart will be his downfall. He knows he cannot take a woman with him when he returns to his ship and crew, but when Frederica accepts his lustful dominance completely, submitting to him with grace and beauty no other woman could match, Gaston realizes that he may never be able to let her go.
Publisher’s Note: Rescued by the Buccaneer is the first book of the Pirates of the Jolie Rouge trilogy. It is an adventure and erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes including elements of BDSM and humiliation, and more.
Readers’ Thoughts on Rescued by the Buccaneer
“If you like a strong, sexy, alpha pirate and a stubborn, saucy wench you will enjoy this book!” ~blondie ****4 Stars!
“This was my first Normandie Alleman story and wow was I impressed! She really puts together a great story! …This was a wonderful mixture of high seas action and drama, mixed with island romance and hot sex, further combined with a fun engaging plot that kept me turning the pages… This was action packed, romantic, sexy; had great emotional character development, and some awesome spankings! What a fun read! I can’t wait for the next story! ~Author Katherine Deane *****5 Stars!
“I have become an avid fan of [Normandie Alleman’s] reading everything by her. She is definitely one of my top 5 favorite authors. When she told me she was writing a historical pirate trilogy I was intrigued. I usually despise anything historical but I wanted to see if Normandie remained herself when writing this. By adding a strong personality and a sprinkle of humor, she does just that!…I loved Rescued By The Buccaneer because it has a strong buildup that will lead you into wanting to read the rest of the trilogy. Book One is mostly the buildup to let you know about the characters and their various personalities. I look forward to reading Book Two, Bound By The Buccaneer later this year!” ~Felicity Mad Gypsy in Wonderland *****5 Stars!
“The author did a great job of keeping the reader interested from the very beginning. Well written and just a hot sexy read. This is a great beginning to a new series. Can’t wait to see what Normandie Alleman has in store for us next.” ~Dsaraceni *****5 Stars!
“The lead female character, Frederica, is such a strong woman and I loved her from the start. Tough when she needs to be, which unfortunately was quite often, but then open and appreciative of life and it’s adventures as well. Gaston is her hero, in more ways than one, and even though he has had his heart closed off for many years he just can not resist Freddie. This is a great beginning to a trilogy and I am looking forward to the next one!” ~SH *****5 Stars!
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April 7, 2014
Smut for Good: Curves Rule – Sneak Peek at Daddy’s Game Plus Giveaway
Welcome to Smut for Good: Curves Rule the charity blog hop with prizes galore to raise funds for Parkinson’s UK as this is Parkinson’s Awareness week. To find more curves, and seek out further prizes please visit http://smutters.co.uk/smut-for-good and if you can take a minute to please visit the Smut for Good: Curves Rule Just Giving Page at http://www.justgiving.com/curvesrule and donate whatever you can to help us reach our target of £100 to raise awareness of Parkinson’s and to support the charity Parkinson’s UK http://www.parkinsons.org.uk/ who help those with the disease learn to cope with the challenges, give out information and search for a cure.
My prize in the hop will be a $10 Amazon gift card. Just leave a comment about curves. then enter the Rafflecopter. Curves – do you have them? Do you love them? What’s your favorite thing about curves?
For this hop I am sharing a sneak peek at my upcoming release (May 2014) – Daddy’s Game, Book #2 in the Daddy’s Girl series. Professional football and one athlete’s kinky sexual appetites collide in this frisky romance between the game’s MVP his curvy artist babygirl.
Excerpt
He nodded, admiring the way her breasts peeked ever so slightly over the top of the neckline to her blouse. His cock twitched as he thought of the dirty things he’d like to do to her.
When their meal was ready he showed her the way to the dining room. He let her go first, not only because he had good manners, but also so he could enjoy the view of her hips swaying in front of him, a slight shake to her plump, round ass.
Carmen gave him an appreciative smile when he pulled out her chair for her, and he took the seat next to her at the head of the table. Brian came in and filled a goblet for each of them with red wine. Then he brought out their entrees, two plates of delicious-smelling meat lasagna.
Over dinner they discussed their families and friends, getting to know each other better. It wasn’t lost on Natron when Carmen cleaned her plate. He found it refreshing after the carousel of girls who just picked at their food.
After they’d finished their lasagna, to be polite he offered her some dessert. She groaned, saying she was stuffed. Agreeing to skip the sweets, he led her into the adjoining foyer and slowly pushed her back against the wall.
Her eyes met his, then darted to his lips. Interpreting this as an invitation, he leaned in and touched his mouth to hers. Inhaling her, he slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her to him. She smelled of honeysuckle, the wild kind that grew on backyard fences. He felt her relax, her body melting against his, creating the perfect fit.
He let his tongue explore her waiting mouth, tasting her girly pink essence. She responded with a passion that surprised him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her pelvis to his. Blood rushed to his cock, and he pressed his stiffness against her.
How he wanted to pick her up and carry his to his bedroom, the couch, wherever. But he stopped himself. There was so much potential with this girl, he hoped they could build something between them, and he knew not to rush. So instead they made out like teenagers in the hallway, losing track of time, caressing each others’ skin, grinding their hips against each other. Until finally Natron pulled away.
“Can I give you a ride home?” he asked.
Her tousled hair made her look cuter than ever and she gazed up at him with lust-filled eyes. “Thanks but I have my car.”
“I’d ask you to stay, but…” his voice trailed off.
She began to straighten her blouse and tried to smooth back her unruly curls. “No, that’s okay. I have to be going anyways.”
Was that hurt on her face? The mood shifted from simpatico to uncomfortable.
“Okay. When can we get started on the painting?”
“Um,” she said, looking around for her purse. “I have another project I need to finish up first. How about next week?”
“Works for me.”
“Great. You can come by the studio, and we can get started. I’ll text you the address.”
“I’ll be looking forward to it. Thanks for having dinner with me,” he said and kissed her again.
This time it was she who pulled away first. “Thank you. It was lovely.” She said goodbye and made a hasty exit.
He closed the door and leaned his back against it. Sinking down to the floor, he wondered what he’d done to screw things up with her already.
Daddy’s Game will be coming this May to a bookseller near you. In the meantime you can pick up the first book in the Daddy’s Girl series Daddy Morebucks.
Daddy Morebucks – Book #1 Daddy’s Girl Series
From the moment she laid eyes upon him, Marley knew in her heart that James was not just another client, and the difference wasn’t even the large sum of money he offered in return for a single night of submission. No, what set him apart was the fact that when she called James “daddy”, it was her own heart which beat faster and her own body which ached with need.
After that night, Marley does her best to put all thought of him behind her, using the huge payday he provided to get on her feet again and start over… until James knocks on her door and walks right back into her life. He makes her a simple offer: if she will live with him and submit to him whenever he wishes, he will provide for her every desire.
Even before she accepts his offer, though, Marley knows what she truly wants is not money or clothing or even a fancy new car. What she longs for is a daddy who will give his little girl what she really needs… a daddy who will spank her bare bottom when she is naughty, tie her up and take her any way he pleases, and then cuddle her until she falls asleep in his arms. Can she dare to hope that James will be that daddy?
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April 6, 2014
A Sit Down with Renee Rose about The Bossman
Today I’m welcoming the wonderful Renee Rose to the blog. When Renee came out with this yummy Mafia/spanking romance I was super curious about some things. Rather than keep her answers to myself I thought I’d share them with y’all…
Normandie: What was your inspiration for this book?
Renee: One of the challenges as a spanking author is to make spanking hot, but also believable and acceptable. To me, non-consensual spankings are the hottest, but in a contemporary setting, they can make the spanker appear amoral. It occurred to me that a mafia hero’s morals are more flexible, and a non-consensual spanking might fit in.
N: Which character was your favorite or which one did you relate to the most?
R: I loved them both, but Sophie has a feisty spunk that made her a favorite. I wouldn’t say I relate to either, except that I am also a body worker like Sophie (though not a massage therapist!).
N: How did you know about “the Mafia life”? What kind of research did you do?
R: I’ve always been a fan of mafia movies and series. I also checked out the documentary series “I Married a Mobster” and was thrilled to find the women described exactly the sort of men and situations I imagined.
N: You write a lot of books, have a family, and several other jobs. How do you do it?
R: Er…at the moment I feel like I’m unraveling! I did not plan on releasing four new books in four weeks in the same month I was leaving the country for a conference and also need to prepare for the biggest PTA fundraiser of the year! LOL.
I guess I’m the sort of person who never really stops. I think it can be annoying for those around me. It’s probably why my parents kept me in dance classes through my childhood– I have a lot of energy to expend!
N: You recently went to Eroticon 14 in the UK. What was your biggest takeaway from the conference that you can share with those of us who had to stay home?
R: I highly recommend Eroticon because the community who attends is incredibly supportive. You get no sense of competition from other writers and you walk away feeling like you made real friends.
About the Bossman
Sophie Palazzo steered clear of the mafia after her father’s involvement ended with his murder. Fifteen years later, Joey La Torre, the Don’s brother himself, shows up unannounced at her massage studio and wheedles his way into a date. She has no interest in aggressive, macho men like Joey, or so she tries to tell herself, but her body just doesn’t get the message. When Joey takes her in hand with a firm bare-bottomed spanking, she ought to be furious, instead, she’s aroused. As she explores her physical desires to be dominated, she tries to keep Joey at arm’s length emotionally.
Joey knows he wants Sophie for keeps from the moment he walks into her life. She is hot, classy and full of fire, even though submission turns her on. But his involvement in the mafia is a hard limit for her, bringing to conflict his own dedication to the Family, the code of silence and his relationship with his older brother. Can he reconcile his duty to the organization and his growing need for Sophie to remain in his life permanently?
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April 5, 2014
Domestic Discipline Switches by Patty Devlin
Caroline couldn’t follow through with the mail order marriage she had agreed to, so she switched places with the woman next to her on the train. Anxious to get home, she had more reason to hurry when she received a wire relaying a family emergency. Traveling with the Union Pacific across the mid- west was a long, hot trip and Caroline’s temper flared at the man who took responsibility for the railroad. Her temper wasn’t the only thing flaring – her bottom also felt the heat when Royce Ashby had had enough of her bad humor. A man’s patience could only take him so far and it was quite obvious to him that Caroline was in need of a keeper. He knew he was up for the task.
Excerpt
“You should have thought of that. The quicker we get it over with the less chance there will be, yes?” He reached for the hem of her skirt and she released the back of the bench again to push her skirt down and try to turn toward him.
“Royce, please… I’m sorry.”
He gripped her arms from behind her and press her back down over the bench again. “Do not let go again, Caroline, or I will add more. I will not tell you again, I will simply add more to what I was going to give you. This is going to happen. You are going to receive a spanking for leaving the safety of the pavilion without an escort or even telling anyone where you were going.” He lifted her skirt again and bunched into his left hand which he kept firmly on her lower back in case she should decide to jump or dash away again.
“No! You can’t!” she squeaked and started to fret again when he pulled the tie holding her drawers.
“I’m sorry, angel, but I must. I can’t see a thing and we’re to be married in a week anyway. A switch is worthless over clothes and I mean for you to feel and remember every bit of this.” Of course he could see all she had to behold but that was more than her tender sensibilities would allow. She had a beautiful upturned bottom, quivering and clenching, waiting for him to give her the punishment she knew she’d earned, even though she dreaded it. Oh, how he wished to cup them, to stroke them, those lovely mounds framed by the ruffles of her dress held captive just above the long slit splitting the two gorgeous half-moons and disappeared into the shadow of her sweet cunny. He had to get a hold of himself or he would toss the branches down and forget what he was about. He cleared his throat. “From now on when I tell you to do or not to do something for your safety, I mean it, young lady, and it will be reprimanded with the strictest recourse. Now, let’s get this done.”
The switch was almost silent, it’s only sound was on impact and it was a minimal thwick at best. He let her have a moment to understand and adjust to each of the first three, no four strikes with the switch. He wasn’t one to draw it out, but he knew that sting took a moment to ignite and then when it lit, the fire couldn’t be tamed. He wanted her to have a moment to come to grips with it.
Royce knew the moment the sting took over, she came up against his hand so hard and fast if he hadn’t been prepared she’d might have gotten away. Beyond her high-pitched cry, she did the cutest thing. It was probably sadistic of him to think so, but when she’d lifted her booted foot, drawers and all, and stomped, well it had a rippling effect on her bottom that made his pants feel way too snug. He delivered the rest of the stripes succinctly for both of their sanity, stopping only long enough in between to rub her bottom a moment when the first switch broke. He wanted to be sure her skin was not broken and to ensure that she continued to feel each of the following.
It was torture to touch her blazing backside and not let his hand drift lower to the nestle of curls his hand brushed over. He lied again to soothe her fears, gently assuring her he still couldn’t see her bottom. He was of course only stoking her backside to make sure the raised welts were not broken and that she was ready for the next switch.
“No, no… please… I won’t it do anymore… I’ll do as you say, I swear.”
“I’m sorry, angel. I’m sure you mean that right now—but you will need this reminder in the future to help you remember, and we’re not quite done.”
Liz will do anything to get away from her evil guardian, and she was prepared to disguise herself as a boy and look for work as a ranch hand. When Caroline, a stranger on the train next to her, sees through her “boy” disguise, and begs her to take her place as a mail-order bride, Liz doesn’t hesitate long before saying yes. It’s got to be easier than working on a ranch, and as a married woman with a new name, she’ll be out of her guardian’s clutches forever.
Wade Malone has been looking forward to his new bride for months, but when “Caroline” finally arrives, things don’t exactly add up. For one, “Caroline” was supposed to be twenty-five years old; the woman who came off the train doesn’t look a day above sixteen. He has a strong aversion to liars, particularly in a wife. But he’s also a man who keeps his promises and whoever the woman is at his side, he’s made a commitment.
That doesn’t mean he’s not going to handle his new bride very firmly indeed. Then, against all odds, Liz starts to fall for the no-nonsense rancher and his family. How will she ever keep him from finding out the complete truth about the switch?
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Book Blast – Intimate Desires by @CelesteCarrara
About Intimate Desires
Stephanie is almost forty and her life hasn’t turned out the way she planned. That doesn’t mean she’s ready to give up and wallow in her misfortunes. She has fantasies, wild fantasies and she decides it’s time to make them come true. Lucky for Stephanie, she has four hot tenants that are anxious to satisfy her needs.
It was supposed to be one night of pleasure. Mark soon realizes he can’t get enough of his landlord, Stephanie. He doesn’t care about their age difference, or what others will say. Mark will do whatever it takes to make her see they are meant to be regardless of the obstacles that lay ahead. He will fight for her because that’s what you do… you fight for the one you love.
*This novella contains explicit sexual encounters, which include ménage and group sex. 18 and over only.
Excerpt
It was hard to concentrate on walking with Mark in such close proximity. His face was so striking, with perfect masculine features, a strong chin, and broad nose. He had to be Italian. His dark hair was short and styled with a sexy “just got out of bed” look. His eyes matched his hair color and Stephanie was rattled when they met hers. His good looks made her so nervous she stumbled over the threshold. He was quick to catch her arm to help steady her. She was embarrassed beyond measure and tried to laugh it off, making small talk about the history of the house, though he seemed more interested in her than the things she was saying. Mark stared at her and it was unnerving. Self-conscious, she rubbed her fingers through her long hair afraid something was out of place. Why did he look at her like that? He smiled and blushed when she asked if he wanted to go upstairs. She told herself not to read too much into it and led him to his bedroom.
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About the Author
Celeste Carrara grew up in New York City where she spent her days exploring all of its amazing treasures. Her writing started as a teen when she turned her heartache into poetry. From then on, she found a love for reading romance novels as well as books in other genres such as paranormal, mystery, poetry, thrillers and more. Celeste never dreamed that one day she would be lucky enough to become a full-time writer.
After having a dream that she couldn’t get out of her head, Celeste decided to put that story on paper. She was amazed at how fast her pen flew with the help of her characters leading the way. The result was book one in her Paranormal City series, Give Me Forever. A paranormal erotic romance based in her favorite city, New York.
Celeste has been on an amazing journey and has self published four additional books in her series. Recently, she tried her hand on new genres that produced two novellas, an erotic romance and a new adult contemporary romance. She spends her days writing in her office in her home in New York that she shares with her husband, and their two children. She has no plans on stopping and is currently working on the next novel in her Paranormal City series.
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March 15, 2014
More #SatSpanks with the Buccaneer – A Punishment
Welcome to Saturday Spankings! Today I’m sharing another snippet from my new release. Rescued by the Buccaneer is the first book in the Pirates of the Jolie Rouge Trilogy. More about this BDSM historical erotic romance…
Rescued by the Buccaneer
When Frederica Beauchamp boards a ship for the Americas, she dreams of a life filled with adventure, but she gets more than she bargained for when her passenger ship is attacked by pirates. The heartless men kidnap her and force her to serve their captain—a fate that might be worse than death, since though he does not have his way with her, the captain delights in baring her, shaming her, and thrashing her bare bottom as punishment for every imagined disobedience.
After the pirates bring aboard an injured man found floating in the sea, Frederica tends to his wounds and learns that he is Gaston Galette, a survivor of a shipwrecked vessel. Gaston seeks her help to overthrow the vile captain, but when their plan goes awry he is forced to use all of his wiles to save them. As the naïve girl and the seasoned sailor navigate one perilous situation after another, he informs Frederica that the only way they can survive is if he is in command, and that if she thinks things can be otherwise, she will be taken over his knee for a bare bottom spanking.
As he watches the proud, willful Frederica bow to his authority, however, Gaston worries that her growing hold on his heart will be his downfall. He knows he cannot take a woman with him when he returns to his ship and crew, but when Frederica accepts his lustful dominance completely, submitting to him with grace and beauty no other woman could match, Gaston realizes that he may never be able to let her go.
This snippet is a continuation from last week’s scene in Frederica and Gaston have been locked up by Captain Humphrey aboard the Neptune’s Damnation and Gaston blames her for what has happened.
Excerpt
“I hate you!”
“Clearly. Why else would you rat me out to your captor?” He threw her skirts and petticoats up over her torso and ran his hands from her thighs up to her naked bottom.
“I did no such thing.” She felt her face redden as she realized he must be gazing upon her bare bum.
“Frederica, I must say, you have a lovely derriere.” He sounded amused.
“Stop this impertinence at once! Turn me loose, you scoundrel!” She attempted to get up, but he held her down. The dank, musty odor of the cell accosted her nostrils.
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March 14, 2014
Why “Out of the Night: Book One” is not a “beginning” BDSM book
Today I’m welcoming Joelle Casteel to tell us about her new release. Welcome Joelle!
It’s day 1 on my blog tour for the re-release of “Out of the Night: Book One” of my Vala’s Story serial. Please visit this page to keep up to date and read about prizes! Thank you, Normandie, for hosting me.
Before we go any further, please repeat with me: “I understand what Joelle means when she says that her Vala’s Story books aren’t good to be a ‘first BDSM book.’” If you don’t understand, please give this article a close read before you buy “Out of the Night: Book One.”
Now let me explain why I’m starting the article in that way. In self-publishing there are many learning curves. One of the things I had to learn was that a general review group on Goodreads wasn’t appropriate for my books. So four people from that group were set up to read the previous edition of the book; I had four other authors’ self-published books to read. One person, finding out that I had a “BDSM book,” begged off reading. Three other people read, each telling me that they still wanted to read, even though it was a “graphic BDSM book” and the first time they would be reading such material. And I had three people who mostly didn’t understand what they were reading and were horrified. “This is abuse. This doesn’t look like any loving relationship I’ve seen.” And the like. Total misunderstanding of what BDSM is.
When I sat down to write, turning Vala’s Story into a BDSM serial, I was writing with “people like me” in mind. I was writing for people who had at least a year or two of experience with BDSM. Who had worked past things like the idea that BDSM is abuse, who understood about consent. I didn’t plan to ease into BDSM activity, well into anything really. The book starts with Vala wearing her birth name- Mearr- and the life I show her leading isn’t about to appear in any greeting card- “I’m sorry your parents fucked up your life, but now that you’ve had another drug overdose, I’m gonna take you home, have lots of great sex with you and then make you my BDSM slave.” Not that The Queen would ever talk that informally lol. The Queen’s the hero, BTW, the gorgeous man who rescues Mearr/Vala from herself.
So please, while I’d love for everyone to buy and read “Out of the Night: Book One” and the other books of Vala’s Story as I publish them, they aren’t meant for everyone.
Update: with Normandie having offered her blog as a stop, the thought came to me, okay so maybe a “spanking/DD author or reader” would do okay with my book being their first “BDSM book.” While spanking/DD fiction might not look exactly like BDSM fiction, there are issues of dominance and submission, physical contact that outside a consensual relationship would be considered assault (like one person spanking another) just to name a few that would make a reader or author like Normandie not be horrified by my book.
“Out of the Night: Book One” blurb
Restless and world-weary, Mearr isn’t about to admit she needs anyone’s help, even this gorgeous man who has taken her into his home. Well one of his homes and part of this huge family she’s heard about but not met all of. She’s young, looks young, and knows it but at least she’s legal now so she can pick a new name to go with her new life…
The Queen knows he wants Mearr bad, ever since the first time he saw her in the window of the coffeehouse. He has his plan, but even a Dominant’s plans don’t always survive the unpredictability of the future. He struggles to figure out this temperamental woman he’s brought home, how best to help her. Then he takes her to his mansion…
They wait patiently for The Queen to bring Mearr home. Well to the home they’ve been redecorating for Him and for the hopes that she’ll become part of their family and be trained to please Him. Simon and Tommy have seen her, of course, being The Queen’s right and left hands; they say she’ll be a perfect addition…
Please come along with Joelle on this journey, shared with the readers in serial fashion. A multitude of “Happily-ever-afters” are waiting with the completion of book 9.
Author’s Note: This novel is meant for open-minded adults. Activities described include a wide range of BDSM and sexual activities, some of which are male/male, male/female, consensual slavery, oral/anal/vaginal intercourse, bondage. The story also covers some sensitive topics in characters’ backstories, such as drug abuse.
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As they become available, please check on the “My Books” page for links to buy on Amazon.com, Barnes and Noble, and Allromanceebooks.com, if you’d prefer not to buy at Smashwords.
About the Author
Joelle Casteel has been writing for as long as she can remember. Explicit, graphic, her writing isn’t for minors or the easily offended. Once upon a time, she preferred to write on a PC, sitting on a stool- there were those who told her she looked like Tori Amos playing the piano. She’s still trying to get the hang of writing in an arm chair instead, normally with a heavy dog’s head resting on her feet, whether she wants that or not. With BDSM gaining a broader audience with various books- which she will not name because she can’t stand them- she feels it’s past time to put out her impression of what BDSM can look like in reality.
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March 13, 2014
Rescued by the Buccaneer – First Chapter FREE!
My new Book, Rescued by the Buccaneer is an Amazon best-seller! The first book in historical erotic romance The Pirates of the Jolie Rouge Trilogy starts the series off with a bang.
Blurb
When Frederica Beauchamp boards a ship for the Americas, she dreams of a life filled with adventure, but she gets more than she bargained for when her passenger ship is attacked by pirates. The heartless men kidnap her and force her to serve their captain—a fate that might be worse than death, since though he does not have his way with her, the captain delights in baring her, shaming her, and thrashing her bare bottom as punishment for every imagined disobedience.
After the pirates bring aboard an injured man found floating in the sea, Frederica tends to his wounds and learns that he is Gaston Galette, a survivor of a shipwrecked vessel. Gaston seeks her help to overthrow the vile captain, but when their plan goes awry he is forced to use all of his wiles to save them. As the naïve girl and the seasoned sailor navigate one perilous situation after another, he informs Frederica that the only way they can survive is if he is in command, and that if she thinks things can be otherwise, she will be taken over his knee for a bare bottom spanking.
As he watches the proud, willful Frederica bow to his authority, however, Gaston worries that her growing hold on his heart will be his downfall. He knows he cannot take a woman with him when he returns to his ship and crew, but when Frederica accepts his lustful dominance completely, submitting to him with grace and beauty no other woman could match, Gaston realizes that he may never be able to let her go.
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What are people saying about Rescued by the Buccaneer?
“I have become an avid fan of [Normandie Alleman’s] reading everything by her. She is definitely one of my top 5 favorite authors. When she told me she was writing a historical pirate trilogy I was intrigued. I usually despise anything historical but I wanted to see if Normandie remained herself when writing this. By adding a strong personality and a sprinkle of humor, she does just that!…I loved Rescued By The Buccaneer because it has a strong buildup that will lead you into wanting to read the rest of the trilogy. Book One is mostly the buildup to let you know about the characters and their various personalities. I look forward to reading Book Two, Bound By The Buccaneer later this year!” ~Felicity Mad Gypsy in Wonderland *****5 Stars!
“The author did a great job of keeping the reader interested from the very beginning. Well written and just a hot sexy read. This is a great beginning to a new series. Can’t wait to see what Normandie Alleman has in store for us next.” ~Dsaraceni *****5 Stars!
“The lead female character, Frederica, is such a strong woman and I loved her from the start. Tough when she needs to be, which unfortunately was quite often, but then open and appreciative of life and it’s adventures as well. Gaston is her hero, in more ways than one, and even though he has had his heart closed off for many years he just can not resist Freddie. This is a great beginning to a trilogy and I am looking forward to the next one!” ~SH *****5 Stars!
Chapter One
1665
Resting her elbows on the railing of the ship, the girl peered into the water, hoping she wouldn’t see anything scary. The salt air tickled her nose as an involuntary shudder rippled through her, and she tried not to think about the slippery monsters lurking in the murky depths below the creaking ship. Her fear of watery creatures diminished during the daytime, but at night it stayed with her and left her feeling like a child who feared a phantom under her bed. The ocean was a deep, wet mass of unknowns, and the enormity of it frightened her, but Frederica Beauchamp had never been one to let fear hold her back.
Months before, she had left England on the Adelaide, a merchant ship bound for the colonies, leaving everything familiar to her behind, except for a trunk of her belongings and her best friend Cassandra. During the voyage, Cassandra had experienced seasickness most of the trip and had stayed below deck as much as possible. But Frederica thrived on the cool, brisk air rushing across her face as she peered out across the great, wide ocean, contemplating a future filled with exciting adventures.
Frederica found life on the Adelaide quite agreeable, and she’d become acquainted with many of the crew members because she asked numerous questions. All the ropes and the sails and riggings fascinated her, and though she was dying to climb up to the crow’s nest, she’d yet to find the courage to do so.
On this particular day, her daydreaming was cut short when, in the distance, a white square appeared, dipping in and out of view. On wobbly legs, she ran to find an officer. It was rare to see other vessels in the open sea, and when it occurred, the crew became nervous because they feared the other ship would be carrying pirates. And since they were sailing for the southern colonies, their route took them awfully close to the Caribbean, which was known to have pirate-infested waters.
The first mate was busy having a conversation with a midshipman, and Frederica did her best to wait patiently for it to end. But the longer the first mate ignored her, the closer the approaching ship came. Finally, she tugged at his sleeve.
He turned, making his annoyance clear with a roll of his eyes. “Yes, Miss Beauchamp. What is it now?”
Frederica knew the first mate lacked an appreciation for passengers, particularly those with a curious nature like her own. Tilting her chin haughtily, she proclaimed, “Pardon me, sir, but there is a ship approaching,” and she pointed to the dot on the horizon.
He squinted his eyes in the direction she indicated, then frowned. “Miss Beauchamp, if this is some sort of joke…”
“Whatever do you mean—a joke? Do you not see the white of the sails yon?”
“I do not.” Patronizingly, he asked the midshipman, “How about you, Davy, do you see it?”
Davy raised a hand over his eyes. “Nah, but then I can’t see a far ways.”
The first mate waved her off. “Run along, girl. Find something to occupy yourself with, and leave the men to their work.”
Inside, Frederica steamed at his dismissal of her, but she took a deep breath and tried again. “Sir, I am not playing. I see a ship on the horizon. Please alert the lookout!”
“I told you to quiet down,” the first mate snarled.
“Hmph! Fine, then I’ll alert the captain.”
“You will do no such thing! Now stop this ruckus, or I will have you detained.”
“Detain me? I am merely trying to save you from a possible ambush!” Her voice sounded high and shrill, even to her.
Just then, Cassandra tottered up on deck, her blonde hair whipping in the wind. “Frederica, I can hear you all the way down below. What is happening?”
“A ship is approaching and this fool will not order a lookout!”
Cassandra looked out to sea. “I don’t see anything…”
“But I do! Right there.” Frederica pointed again.
The first mate grabbed Frederica’s arm. “Enough!”
Adrenaline coursed through Frederica’s veins, and she spun around and slapped the officer across the cheek.
“That’s it, missy. I’ve had enough impertinence out of you.” The first mate snatched Frederica’s arms behind her and turned to Davy. “Clap her in irons.”
“Sir?” Davy asked, taken aback.
“You heard me!”
Davy ran to fetch restraints, and the first mate held Frederica tight.
“Let me go, you fool! There’s a ship and it’s gaining,” Frederica insisted.
“Please, sir. She has keen eyesight, always has. Let her go. You’ll see she’s correct,” Cassandra pleaded.
Davy returned and the first mate responded, “I will do no such thing. This young woman has caused more than her share of trouble, and she will learn her lesson.” He fastened the cuffs around her wrists and pushed her back towards Davy. “Take her down below. I will release her later, after she apologizes.”
Frederica clenched her fists, fuming at the unfair treatment, when a sailor from the other end of the ship called, “Ahoy! A ship!”
The lookout shimmied up the pole to the crow’s nest, where he held his spyglass to his eye. After mere seconds, he called down, “Aye. ‘Tis a ship. Better wake the captain.”
The crew appeared frozen, and the lookout hollered down again, “Step lively, mates!”
With that, three sailors bumped into each other, trying to alert the captain. The first mate and Davy rushed to the other end of the ship, leaving Frederica and Cassandra standing together.
“We have to get me out of these shackles,” Frederica said.
Cassandra nodded. “I don’t see the first mate. We need to get the key from him.”
“Let’s get closer so we can hear what’s going on.”
The two girls inched closer to the hubbub that was taking place amongst the crew. The other passengers who had come on deck were being told to go back below, and the captain finally appeared and called up to the lookout, “What sort of ship?”
It was several moments before the man called back, his voice wavering, “Pirates. It’s the Jolie Rouge.”
Cassandra’s hand flew to her throat. “Did you hear that?” she whispered to Frederica, who nodded back and shushed her friend.
“Are you quite sure?” the captain asked, clearly willing the news to be false.
Time seemed to stand still, until the lookout finally crowed, “Aye. ‘Tis the Jolie Rouge!”
The captain began shouting orders, and the smell of fear grew pungent in the air amidst the mass chaos that developed. From what Frederica had seen, the Adelaide’s passengers and crew would not pose much of a match for a pirate crew bent on violence and thievery.
Frederica stood, unmoving, in one spot, eyes glued to the horrible vessel that loomed larger on the horizon the closer it came. Cassandra threw her arms around Frederica and they huddled together, seeking comfort from the bedlam that ensued around them. As people screamed and bustled about in a panic, Frederica considered going below deck, but she remained frozen, a combination of horror and fascination running thick in her veins.
When the ship drew nearer, she was able to make out the image of an hourglass centered on the blood red flag. Her heart dropped like a stone when she absorbed its fateful message as it whipped atop the mast of the approaching ship. Your time has run out.
Before she knew it, the boom of cannon fire rang over the Adelaide’s bow, causing passengers to drop to a prone position on deck or race for cover below. Frederica prayed it was a warning shot and not the first of a deadly barrage. Pulse racing, she curled up in a corner of the aft deck next to Cassandra, trying to make herself as small as possible. The smell of gunpowder burned her nose, and smoke billowed in the air, choking her lungs. Wishing she could cover her ears, she shut her eyes instead and hummed a song from her childhood, willing away the terror closing in around her.
After what seemed like hours, Frederica heard the triumphant “woots” of the pirates hollering to one another as they boarded the Adelaide, pikes and pistols in hand. Her ears reverberated with the crashing sounds of the marauders smashing crates, their triumphant voices interspersed with shrieks of alarm.
Men dirty with soot rounded up her fellow passengers and herded them to one end of the ship. A pirate wearing a red Monmouth cap and a striped shirt grabbed her and Cassandra and shoved them into the group. When he released them, he flashed a wicked grin made all the more alarming by his one shiny gold tooth.
The acrid smell of fear filled the air, and a cacophony of shrieks and sobs rose above the din. Frederica attempted to squeeze to the middle of the sweaty group, but the throng of petrified passengers would not permit it. No one wanted to be at the front of the group. Hiding in the back was preferable, and the crowd had clearly adopted the motto, “Save yourself.”
“Frederica, I’m so frightened.” Cassandra trembled.
“Hush. It’s going to be alright,” Frederica said with more confidence than she felt. Shaking like a leaf, she hunched over and huddled as close to her friend as possible. If only she could keep the pirates from noticing them…
At that moment, a large, gruff-looking man appeared from behind the sails. The manner in which the other pirates deferred to him and taking into account his fancy dress, Frederica surmised he was their captain. He wore a dingy purple coat with a white ruffled shirt underneath, his breeches were tight, and his belly made an appearance long before the rest of him arrived. A grizzled, tobacco-stained beard fell to his chest, and his beady black eyes searched the group of passengers. He ordered his men to search them all, and the pirates snatched jewelry from the necks and hands of everyone wearing any. The captain himself commandeered one woman’s shoes and another’s scarf. Some of the lower ranking pirates took shirts or pants from some of the male passengers, leaving a few men huddling in their undergarments.
A gang of boisterous men came up from below deck, carrying handfuls of jewelry and coins. They grumbled amongst themselves, dissatisfied with the Adelaide’s meager treasure haul.
In contrast, the captain appeared quite satisfied as he raised an arm and immediately the pirates opened fire on the packed mass of passengers and the Adelaide’s crew. Cutlasses were drawn, and bodies fell all around Frederica’s feet.
Something heavy struck her in the head, and a curtain of black rolled in front of her eyes. She felt her body give way, and suddenly she was falling…
That was the last thing she remembered.
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March 11, 2014
Alpha Pirate Dominates His Woman #DungeonCrawl
Welcome to this week’s BDSM Dungeon Crawl. The most enticing aspect of BDSM to me is the psychological one. We live in a world that tells us that men and women are equal. While I don’t dispute that, I do think we have forgotten that men and women are different. In my work I like to celebrate those differences – the juxtaposition of hard and soft, the yin and the yang, and the Dominant and the submissive. For some of us, it’s hotter than hell to go back to the basics of “me Tarzan, you Jane,” and by that I mean when an alpha male beats his chest and takes his woman back to his cave to have his way with her (or in this case to a beautiful grotto beneath a waterfall). I love when a male dominates a woman by giving her orders, telling her what to do sexually.
So today I’m sharing an excerpt from my hot new release, Rescued by the Buccaneer, which is a more current version of the beloved bodice ripper. Marooned on an island, Gaston and Frederica have found a much-needed water source at the base of a glorious waterfall. Frederica (who is a virgin) knows that if she wants Gaston she will have to submit to his will. It goes against her nature, but her desire to please him is also strong…
Excerpt
“You said we could swim in it?” She looked to him for reassurance even as she began to strip out of her clothes.
“Um, yes, but… well, feel free to disrobe, mademoiselle.” Who was he to prevent another glimpse of her nubile body?
“Hush your teasing! It’s not like you haven’t already seen me naked.” She was down to her shimmy and corset. “Here. Unfasten me.” She presented her back to him so he might release her from the whalebone prison.
His hands shook as he unlaced her—whether it was from hunger or pent up passion, he was not certain.
Once freed, she launched herself gleefully into the spring. Twirling in circles, she skimmed the surface with her fingertips and splashed the water as far as it would reach. He smiled to himself, watching her cavort like a mermaid, her lithe body gliding gracefully through the water.
“Join me!” she shouted over the crash of the water from the falls.
He remained still. He’d come to a crossroads. Unsure which direction he should take, he hesitated.
“Don’t tell me you’re frightened by a little ole girl like me,” she baited him with a coy expression that told him she had more feminine wiles in her arsenal than she’d let on.
A dark laugh sprang from his throat. This young maiden had no idea with whom she was toying. It had been a long time since he’d dominated a woman, and while he usually had no use for virgins, this one was entirely too enticing. He wondered what she would do if he took her up on her flirtations. She was apt to get more than she bargained for, but it would serve her right, the little vixen.
She slid under the water into a flip, reminding him of a playful river otter. When her head popped up again, she beckoned to him. Her ripe, full breasts rose above the water, the small pink buds erect. Then she tossed her hair behind her shoulders, improving his view.
His cock strained against his breeches, making the decision for him. With a conscious effort, he set aside all his misgivings and doubts about the situation and peeled off his clothes.
Stripped naked, he captured her gaze. Without breaking eye contact, he walked slowly, purposely into the pool, the cool blue-green water invigorating him. When he reached her, he planted his hands on her hips and kissed her, exorcising his pent up passion. She returned his kisses with an unexpected ardor. Perhaps there was hope for his little virgin yet.
Breathless, she pulled away. Taking his swollen cock in her dainty hand, she whispered, “Show me.”
He chuckled. “What it is you’d like me to show you?” He intended to embarrass her. If she was woman enough for the task, let her ask for it outright. That way there could be no question of it later.
Her cherubic face was all innocence when she replied, “The ways of love” She swallowed hard, then added, “Master.”
“Did you just call me Master?” He smiled in disbelief.
She frowned and punched him on the bicep. “Stop making fun of me. I’m serious. I want to know. Teach me.” She stood on her tippy-toes and pressed her lips to his. “Please.”
The ‘please’ was what sent him over the edge. “Alright, my dear. You win.”
He took her by the hand and led her to the base of the waterfall, the fragrant scent of plumeria thick in the wet air. “Kneel,” he told her.
Running her hands down his torso, she knelt before him, her hands clutching his thighs.
“Open that pretty mouth,” he commanded.
She did so willingly.
“Wider,” he said and passed the tip of his penis between her ruby red lips. “Use your tongue. Try not to scratch too much with your teeth as that can hurt.”
She followed his directions well, boldly locking eyes with him. A shiver raced up his spine. Damn, staring into those haunting eyes as she pleasured him drove him wild.
His fingers dove into her hair and massaged her scalp. Holding her head tightly, he began to move in and out of her hot little mouth, pushing inside until he hit the back of her throat, her soft gurgles spurring him on. He loved her servicing him with her mouth, offering up that intimate part of herself to do with as he saw fit.
Then he leaned back, almost pulling out and ordered her, “Suck the head. Lick the underside.”
She followed his directions, taking him in slowly, then swallowing him deeper. He was impressed that she did everything he asked of her, putting in great effort.
He took her hand and placed it on his balls. “Play with these.”
“How? What should I do?”
“Roll them around in your hands. Put them in your mouth.”
She parted her lips and took one into her mouth while fondling the other. He relaxed as the pleasure rippled down into his toes. It amazed him that she was new at this; the girl was a natural. Watching the top of her head, her mouth working on him feverishly, he was overcome with the joy that could be felt only by dominating a woman.
Blurb
When Frederica Beauchamp boards a ship for the Americas, she dreams of a life filled with adventure, but she gets more than she bargained for when her passenger ship is attacked by pirates. The heartless men kidnap her and force her to serve their captain—a fate that might be worse than death, since though he does not have his way with her, the captain delights in baring her, shaming her, and thrashing her bare bottom as punishment for every imagined disobedience.
After the pirates bring aboard an injured man found floating in the sea, Frederica tends to his wounds and learns that he is Gaston Galette, a survivor of a shipwrecked vessel. Gaston seeks her help to overthrow the vile captain, but when their plan goes awry he is forced to use all of his wiles to save them. As the naïve girl and the seasoned sailor navigate one perilous situation after another, he informs Frederica that the only way they can survive is if he is in command, and that if she thinks things can be otherwise, she will be taken over his knee for a bare bottom spanking.
As he watches the proud, willful Frederica bow to his authority, however, Gaston worries that her growing hold on his heart will be his downfall. He knows he cannot take a woman with him when he returns to his ship and crew, but when Frederica accepts his lustful dominance completely, submitting to him with grace and beauty no other woman could match, Gaston realizes that he may never be able to let her go.
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