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Monday, April 14, 2014

Today's NP is dedicated to my favorite genre, BDSM. Oh, and a hotter than hot scene from "The Slave's Mask"... Welcome!

"Sounds" good to me!

Lick! Tug! Tug!

A hot XXXcerpt from The Slave's Mask!

Anthony walked to the sideboard in the room and opened a drawer, pulling out several necessary items as Francois began to undress. Once Francois was naked, he stood once again at the side of the bed. Anthony stood behind him and covered his eyes with a silken blindfold, tying it securely at the back.

“Put your arms behind your back,” he ordered the young man. Francois complied and Anthony swiftly tied his wrists together with silken ties. Anthony moved around to the front of the naked young man. Putting his hands upon the man’s shoulders, he forced him to his knees. Francois was very compliant and Anthony loved his submissive posture. Francois remained silent as Anthony opened the fastenings of his britches, at mouth level with the small submissive. His cock poked out of the flap almost instantly, rampant and red, leaking precome down its length. He proceeded to brush the wet tip back and forth over Francois’ lips until the man sighed, obviously wanting to taste him but waiting until Anthony gave the go ahead. This pleased Anthony greatly.

“Lick it, just the head,” he growled. Francois’ slender tongue snaked out and touched the tip, working its way into the slit as Anthony held it steadily against the man’s mouth. Anthony heard him sigh as he licked a drop of precome out of the slit and tasted him. On the second pass, Anthony watched as Francois opened his lips just ever so slightly and began sliding them just partway over the tip, using his tongue to flick over and around Anthony’s tiny hole. Anthony shivered; the man certainly knew what he was doing. He reached down and curled his fingers into the man’s hair, exactly the way he’d done in his fantasy. He pulled Francois harder onto his cock, forcing just a little more in.

“Suck it now, boy. Suck it until I come and then swallow all of my seed.” The young man opened his lips wider and Anthony’s cock slipped inside. The captain was a large man, tall, muscled and lean but he never stripped to show his body to the submissive’s he used. It was completely unnecessary, just as kissing was unnecessary. He’d fallen into that trap once before and been burned badly. So Anthony played this way. He watched as his cock tunneled in and out of the boy’s mouth. Francois cock, though smaller than Anthony’s, was more than adequate and very hard. It bobbed between his legs, dripping precome. Francois obviously loved sucking cock. Good. Someone has trained him well. He will do well here.

“Suck harder, boy. I’m going to come,” Anthony growled. “There! Swallow, boy! Swallow!” Anthony’s cock throbbed and his climax shot out of him. He watched as the boy’s throat worked to swallow the thick load that he shot. He pulled the hairs on Francois head and the young man moaned. Anthony yanked him off his cock. “Enough.” He sat back on the bed and watched Francois’ lowered head as he fastened his own britches. Leaning forward, Anthony told him to bend his head foreword and the boy complied, bending all the way forward. Anthony swiftly removed the blindfold and wrist bindings. The boy didn’t look up.

“Now, stroke yourself but don’t come until I tell you.” Francois took his own cock in hand and began to stroke it slowly, his eyes downcast, sweat beading on his skin. The Captain could tell that the young man was struggling not to come. He must love being controlled as much as Anthony loved controlling. In a way, the Captain liked this part more than the act itself. The power over another, held much to be desired. He loved watching the way they obeyed, this endless string of submissive men that at every command, did just what he told them to. The boy moaned and Anthony knew he was close. The head of his cock was purple, his balls drawn up tight. Anthony finally relented.

“Come boy!” Anthony said ever so softly.

The boy instantly came, shooting an impressive arc of white onto the floor at the Captain’s feet. Anthony heard his gasp as a second load shot out of his cock as the boy slowed his stroking. Anthony reached over and ran his hands through Francois silky hair, stroking him. Francois arched into the caress like a satisfied kitten.

“Good boy,” Anthony praised. “Look at me.” Francois lifted his face and stared up at the man who was his client this evening. “You may speak,” Anthony said.

Francois gave a tentative smile. “Thank you, Master,” he whispered. His speech was heavily accented with French. The sound sent a shiver through Anthony.

Just too pretty for his own good!

Oh, my God!

Now you're just showing off!

Leathermen! Yummy

Monday, April 7, 2014

Today's Naughty Passions is dedicated to the love of three...

A happy middle man!

Make him want you both!

Handy helpers!

From "Silver Secrets" MMF...

Rome took both of Thom's ass cheeks in his hands when he came close enough to touch, massaging the muscled beauty of him as he bent and kissed him between the shoulder blades. He let his lips move up Thom's spine as Thom continued to kiss Pepper, who whimpered at Thom's ministrations. Rome slid his thumbs into Thom's crack and found his tight pucker, tapping it gently.
"I'm gonna suck this and then fuck it, Thom," he said in Thom's ear. Thom groaned and Pepper's eyes flew open, looking straight into Rome's. "I'm gonna fuck our Thom, Pep. He's gonna take all of my cock and he's going to feel me coming deep inside him," Rome growled. "Get up on the bed and scoot your sweet ass to the edge so Thom can taste you, babe," Rome said to Pepper. Thom let go of the chain that he held and she scrambled up the two steps to perch on the edge of the bed. Spreading her legs, she placed her feet flat on the mattress and Thom sunk to his knees in front of her. Rome watched him slide two large palms up the inside of her thighs until his thumbs could spread her pussy lips wide. He lowered his head and she gasped. Rome's cock throbbed. He'd never been in a threesome before, much less with two people that he was this attracted to. He walked up behind Thom and put both hands on his lover's shoulders. Thom looked up and Rome bent to take his mouth in a blistering kiss.
"You're so fuckin' sexy… so beautiful," Rome whispered to him, right before he took his lips. Thom moaned, thrusting his tongue into Rome's mouth and Rome instantly tasted Pepper's essence on it. Rome lifted his right hand and caressed Thom's cheek while he kissed him deeply. The passion he experienced compared to only one other lover he'd ever had—Tyler Winston was the only other man he'd ever made love to, but this passion came with a bonus, a sweet, gentle, east end girl who flipped his switch and lit him up in all the right ways. He kissed Thom for a moment more and then broke their connection, pulling away a few inches as he gazed into Thom's lust-filled stare.
"Make her feel good, Thom, and I promise I'll do the same for you." Thom nodded his understanding and turned back to the task at hand. Rome watched him slide his hands up along her torso to twist each nipple just a little between thumb and fore finger as he bent to lick her juices once more. Pepper sighed and buried her pretty long nails in his silky black hair as Rome sunk to his knees behind Thom with a bed pillow in his hand. Thom was kneeling so Rome widened his stance a bit and laid the bed pillow onto the soft carpet then flipped to his back and positioned himself on the pillow where he had just the right height and easy access to Thom's cock, his balls, and his sweet ass.

Two on one... yummy!

A vintage three!

Double Penetration!

Wait your turn!

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Playroom scenes on today's Naughty Passions!

Spank him good and hard!

Nothing like a hot leather daddy with a huge cock!

Working with a submissive takes preparation!

A hot role play scene from "Verified Kill"...

“What is your safe word?”

“Mercy, Master S,” the man answered.

“Fine, mercy it is. Are you going to be a good little boy and submit to your daddy today?” He reached up and caressed the side of the man’s face as he stared up at Stefano with eyes a big as saucers. Lust gleamed in them.

The man bit his lower lip and muttered. “Yes, Daddy, I’ll be your good boy, Daddy.”

“Good, then step over to the table, stand in front of it, and get prepared to please your daddy.”

The man walked to the table and Stefano checked out the high, tight ass. He was a good-looking man and though Stefano generally didn’t get into his subs, he knew he was going to enjoy fucking that ass. The man stopped in front of the table, bowed his chin to his chest and stood submissively in front of the yellow leather covered table with his hands clasped behind him.

Stefano ignored the man and walked over to a cabinet against the wall, within the submissive’s line of sight. He made a show out of opening the doors and running his fingers along several floggers and slappers that hung on the pegboard. He finally stopped at a riding crop and picked it up. From behind his back he heard the man’s breath as it hissed in on a tiny gasp. He was getting excited and that’s just what Stefano wanted. His favorite part of BDSM play was not the orgasm, it was the way he felt when he was able to control every aspect of his submissive’s experience when they were in a scene together. The anticipation of the sexual act was much more powerful than the act itself, in his opinion. The act was a release, yet the building of arousal around what may or may not happen was so much more erotic in Stefano’s mind. BDSM was a total mind fuck and being able to control the submissive’s emotions pushed all of Stefano’s buttons.
Riding crop in hand, Stefano reached for a pair of handcuffs and took them down off the pegboard. He turned back toward the submissive and walked to him, throwing the leather crop on the table. The sub kept his head bowed but Stefano could see his chest moving in and out as the cadence of his breathing increased with excitement. He walked around to the back of the submissive and took his wrists, fastening them into the handcuffs, closing them just a little tightly, and digging into the soft skin. He wanted the man to feel their scene long after they finished this evening. It would allow the man to fantasize about their time together long after the playroom scene ended and for days afterward, he’d recall his time being ‘used’ by his ‘daddy’.
 He let the man’s hands go and strode past him, walking back to a cabinet with drawers. He slid open a drawer and smiled as he pulled out a butt plug with several large balls on it. Getting it in would be as fun for the submissive as it would be for Stefano, stretching him and readying his ass for Stefano’s large uncut dick. The final accessory he pulled out of a drawer was a silver spiked black leather dog collar. He pictured it on the man’s corded neck and his own cock grew fully erect inside his jockstrap, pushing at the zipper in front. Stefano slammed the metal drawers shut, noting the way a tiny bud vase filled with roses teetered on the top of the cabinet. Carlos had been trained by the concierge who ran the owner’s Los Angeles club. The transsexual woman, Vesper, had a thing for flowers. A smile threatened and Stefano steeled his features before turning back to the submissive.

“I am going to dress you up, boy,” he said, putting as much menace into his voice as he could. “You will wear my collar and you will do whatever I want you to do, boy.”

The submissive nodded, keeping his head bowed. Perfect. A shiver of lust shot though Stefano as he fastened the collar around the boy’s neck. The spikes poked out a good inch and a half from the leather choker.

“Look at me and tell me again what you want,” he growled.

The smaller submissive gasped out loud and his gaze flew up to meet Stefano’s. “I’ve been a very bad boy. Please don’t punish me, Daddy,” he pouted, “I won’t do it again; I promise, Daddy.”

On Display!

You wanted something?

Peek a Boo

Ready for the play room!

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Gorgeous country boys on today's Naughty Passions!

Beauty beyond belief!

Hairy country boys!

From "Confirmed Kill" coming in April 2014...

Before Cassidy could reply he heard the snick of the lube bottle and immediately felt wet fingers sliding into his crack and then Zack’s insistent tapping against his sphincter. His cock throbbed out a welcome as he dropped his head between his shoulders, letting it sink toward the pillow until his forehead touched it. The position forced his ass higher in the air, where he knew Zack wanted it. His biceps burned from the stretch of muscles and he tried not to fight against the handcuffs. Cassidy wanted it this way too; there was nothing better than waking up to a horny Zack, finer than any cup of Joe. A finger breached Cassidy and he groaned as Zack slid the thick digit deep and began twisting. Since Cassidy bottomed almost daily for his big Dom, he didn’t need much preparation and when Zack added a second and then a third finger in rapid succession, Cassidy knew that he’d find himself begging, if Zack didn’t make quick work of getting inside of him soon.

“Ah, fuck me, Zack. I need you now,” he groaned.

Zack leaned over him, blanketing his back with his large muscled body, and spoke softly. “Fight me if you need to, but his can’t be slow, pig. Gotta fuck you hard, bitch.”

Cassidy knew that his lover was deep into the fantasy that he woke up with and he went with it, reminding himself that he was going to have to ask Zack to fill in the details of the dream later. “Fuck me, Zack… take my ass hard,” Cassidy growled. He whimpered as he felt Zack yank his fingers out and shift on the bed, lining up and pushing in. Zack’s thick cock broke through Cassidy’s tight sphincter and Cassidy relaxed, knowing that he was in for quite a ride.

“Yeah, bitch, take that cock,” Zack groaned as Cassidy felt him slide it deeper, pulling out a tiny bit and then pushing in until their balls slapped together. Cassidy always felt full when Zack fucked him and the burn of his internal muscles was something he’d come to need desperately. 

Look at those eyes!

Beautiful muscles!

Howdy, pardner!

Monday, March 17, 2014

I am thrilled to introduce a great friend and author... Joelle Casteel, here to share her re-release of "Out of the Night" Book One.

Not only does Joelle Casteel live the life of a submissive in a loving relationship, she writes with her whole heart and soul. I have learned a lot from this sweet, tiny, gentle woman with a heart of gold. The love that she puts into the characters of Vala and The Queen and the rest of their close and loving family is truly amazing. I really hope you'll give this new author a try because her brand of BDSM and polyamory is one that I've never quite experienced. Her characters are fascinating and she writes from real life. I am pleased to welcome her here today!!!
Post title: Why the first release wasn't good enough...

It's day 4 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 if you want to catch up on missed posts. Thank you, Patricia, for hosting me.

Once upon a time, the main choices for authors were sending their manuscript to one agent after another until one agreed to send it to a publisher, which led to another waiting game and maybe, eventually to publishing. Or "vanity publishing," paying someone to make the manuscript you gave them into a book. And to have your book forever looked down upon.

E-publishing has opened so many opportunities, but with opportunities come various learning curves. Yes, as a self-publisher, I know a bit about these curves. Because I self-published "Out of the Night: Book One" I was able to un-publish it when I decided. I was caught up in some anti-Amazon sentiment among erotica/erotic romance authors as we watched Amazon and other e-retailers unfairly decided not to carry "some" of our books.

Then I found this interesting show "Kink," a documentary/reality show following people in the Toronto BDSM community. One thing that caught my attention was a man putting on a chest harness that resembled what I described in my slave uniform. And you know what? I described an impossible thing. I described putting on and taking off a harness like a shirt. Such a small detail, most readers might miss it, but I wouldn't. Also knowing that readers (and I as I engage in re-writing, polishing) would see it again and again over the serial, I just had to fix it.

Then there was this amusing set of things that led to me wanting to add something. So first you need to know about Patricia Logan (this is her blog after all :D ). Among the many great books she's written and self-published are her Master's Boy serial. This started with "Trick," a book about a young gay man who ends up engaging in survival prostitution after his parents kick him out. In this book, we're introduced to Zachary Teak, the owner of DOMZ.com, a BDSM club that streams live sex shows between employed doms and submissive members. Six books later and Patricia had a dedicated fangirl in me. I was so sad to see "Master's Boy" coming to an end, but then Patricia surprised us fans with book 7 "Secrets" (whose profits she is nobly donating 25% of to the Trevor Project.) At this point, I was wondering what other books of hers to start reading and she mentioned "Captive Lover," (first from the "Westburg" Series) for which she gave me a warning of subject matter in the book, as I'm a rape survivor. Talking about this led to conversations about warnings of sensitive topics in books. And I started to think of Vala's Story and where, if I was a reader coming to the story-verse, that I might want a warning. Which meant adding a warning to the second book. Which got me thinking about "Out of the Night: Book One" also needing a warning for a few things (serialization, drugs, BDSM, sex).

So I needed to fix things... I hope everyone enjoys the story as it stands.

"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.

Buy it on-
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.

Joelle's Bio:
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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