In a way, it feels a bit odd for me to be a part of this contest. I want to extend my sincerest thanks to everyone who has joined me over the past few days. It was an absolute pleasure to have you all here today.
Now…on with the show!
Mistress Rules is my tenth Ellora’s Cave release. This particular novella came as a result of a crazy writing weekend with Wylie Kinson, JK Coi, Amy Ruttan and Leah Braemel. Oh the fun we had…the wine we drank… *drifts off into fond memories*
Anyway! The goal of the weekend was to write. A lot. I had just finished up No Quarter, was still trying to figure out what I wanted to do for its sequel (which is called Letters of Marque and I’m almost done!), and needed to shake things up. I had the idea pop into my head about a Fem Domme named Stella.
Yeah, I know. Stella.
But she was so clear in my head, right down to her blue corset and thigh-high boots. Me being me, had to make it a sci-fi. I threw in some paddles, a few nipple clams and she was ready to go. All I needed was a hot guy. Liking Stella as I did, I thought she deserved more than one. Enter Ulric and Faris.
The writing weekend was a success! Mistress Rules was mostly completed by the end of the weekend. We had lots of giggles and I even won the best line of the retreat award – “She slapped his ass with a paddle.”
*grins*
I’m thrilled that Mistress Rules is now available from Ellora’s Cave.
Now it’s my turn for a prize! To celebrate my 10th release I thought it would be great to offer both my first and latest book. One lucky commenter will receive a print copy of The Bond That Ties Us and an e-copy of Mistress Rules. I’ll keep the contest open until I wake up tomorrow morning. So 8am ish…
Blurb
When Faris steps into his friend and mentor’s inner sanctum, he doesn’t expect to find Stella—a leather-clad Dominatrix. He can only watch as Ulric, the most powerful man in the sector, drops to his knees and throws himself at Stella’s mercy. Faris must decide whether to walk out the door, leaving his friend behind, or to put himself into the hands of a woman who demands nothing less than his absolute surrender.
Ulric knows Faris holds himself responsible for the devastating attack on the colony outpost. If Faris doesn’t learn how to forgive himself, the young man will be on the road to emotional disaster. His only hope is to convince Stella to bring Faris into their lives as another submissive. Ulric must now put his feelings for Stella on the line while holding tight to the man he desperately wants beneath him.
Excerpt
She ran her thumb across the inside of his wrist before releasing his hand to step back. Stella waited for him to turn and face her. Faris was a very attractive man. Brown eyes, high cheekbones, long arms—sleek where Ulric was bulky. She understood the attraction. Nodding toward the large chair in the corner, she ensured the smile was stripped from her face as she spoke.
“You may sit there. Remember, you are not to interfere even if you disagree with what you see. I will not say it again.”
He opened his mouth as if to protest, but snapped it shut and nodded his head. “Understood.”
Faris walked slowly to the chair, his eyes shifting to Ulric as he passed, but only for a moment. Stella didn’t wait to see him claim his seat, instead turning her attention to her charge.
“Ulric,” she said making sure her discontent was clear in her voice. “I am very unhappy with you.”
“I’m sorry, Mistress.”
“You have disobeyed me. Disappointed me.”
“Please, Mistress.”
Ignoring his plea, she strode to her chest of tools and opened the lid with a sharp tug.
There were so many options available to her, but it was important to select the correct one. Tonight wasn’t just about discipline or punishment. No, Ulric needed to be cared for, to learn his lessons once again. Whatever had happened out there, he wasn’t ready yet to hand over his control to her yet. It was her responsibility to do what was necessary to get Ulric to that place in his head where he could be free and find peace. What Faris’ role would be, she would determine as the evening progressed.
After a few moments of deliberation, Stella selected what she thought she’d need to start. If things took a different turn one way or the other, she could revisit her strategy.
The paddle was heavy in her hand—a comforting weight. Yes, this was a good beginning.
Turning, she was pleased when she saw Ulric had quietly stripped naked and resumed his position on his knees, hands locked behind his head and his gaze fixed on the floor. Stella slapped the paddle on her thigh, enjoying the echoing sound of the whack of wood on her leather skirt.
“You brought another into my home without my permission.” Slap. “You didn’t come to me dressed according to my wishes.” Slap. “You have forgotten everything I taught you over the past year.” Slap. “What should I do with you? Answer me!”
A shudder passed through Ulric. “Whatever you wish, Mistress.”
Oh, just a second…
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