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Whether you live the lifestyle, play in it from time to time, or
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As my part of the Giveaway, all you have to do is follow me (tab on the right) AND leave a comment on this post and you'll be entered for a PDF copy of Born to Play! Below is a never before seen excerpt and you can go to the Tab above under the Born Vampire Series and learn more about the world I've created. As an extra bonus, I've also given a little tease of a work in progress I've titled Master the Knight. Let me know what you think keeping in mind it hasn't gone through a formal editing process. It's rough but tasty enough to show right now.
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As a warm-up and for those who are new to BDSM, some basic terms. Of course, regionally there may be differences, but these are basic terminology/definition of terms.
Age Play - A type of role play to gratify a fetish surrounding age; typically daddy/child or mommy/child fantasies.
Bondage and Discipline, B&D - A classic term referring to several sexual practices including: bondage, slave training, corporal punishment, and dominant/submissive role play.
Brat - A bottom who enjoys struggling against control or challenging the top. Brattiness has a wide spectrum from the playful 'uppity bottom' to the smart-ass masochist. Some brats are 'testing' their dominant, others have a desire to be 'conquered and tamed,' while some simply do not wish to be controlled.
Cane and Caning - Traditional canes are flexible rattn or bamboo optionally having a leather wrapped handle. modern canes may be plastic or fiberglas. Caning is the art of using a can on a bottom (not derriere, but the one accepting the cane. :))
Clamp, clamping - Nipple clamps, clothespins, and binder clips are used to pinch or squeeze a small bit flesh. The target areas for clamping are nipples, cocks, vulvas, and other erotically sensitive areas such as the sides of the torso and inner thighs. Weights can be added to increase the rigor.
Edge Play - Erotic role play near or at the edge of a submissive's or dominant's limits. The term also refers to activities that carry a higher than usual element of risk.
Fire and Ice - The use of hot and cold for sexual stimulation, especially hot wax dripped from a candle and ice applied to the skin.
Humiliation - Playful embarrassment or humbling a person by teasing them about their sexual desires can be part of erotic control. Humiliation in SM can paradoxically build a person's self-esteem rather than tearing it down by reinforcing their sexuality. Real attacks on a person's self-worth or sexuality, or manipulations designed to break their spirit are abuse not within the appropriate practice of SM.
Limit - The boundaries of SM activities set by both dominant and submissive during negotiation defining what each is willing and unwilling to do within a scene. Limits apply to roles, levels of dominance and submission, and duration of time, as well as physical activities such as whipping, paddling, etc.
Pain Slut - A masochist who derives pleasure from physical pain.
Play - Participating in an SM scene or SM scene activity.
Ponygirl, Ponyboy - A classic SM fantasy immortalized in art and literature. Typical pony garb includes a horsehair tail attached to a buttplug, a bit gag and/or bridle headharness, and reins. Often very high heels, a corset, and feather plumes in the hair are added. The arms are typically bound behind the back. Pony activities range from being displayed and directed by rein to being ridden or pulling a cart.
Power Exchange - The empowerment of the dominant by the submissive's surrender to his/her control. Power exchange is consensual and should be well-negotiated. The depth of the power yielded by the submissive is equal to level of responsibility assumed by the dominant.
Sensory Deprivation - Restricting or diluting a submissive's ability to use one of more of his/her senses of touch, hearing, sight, taste, or smell as a part of an SM scene.
Violet Wand - A static electricity generator, frequently with multiple glass attachments including: globes, thin tubes, fork-shaped tubes, etc., used to send virtually harmless, violet-colored static 'lightning' to a submissive's skin.
Visualization - The use of storytelling and verbal fantasy sharing to achieve a mood or desired mind set prior to, or during a scene.
*Side note* That's what we authors try to achieve in our writing.
And last but not least the most important thing to know for BDSM:
Safe, Sane, and Consensual - Characterizes the acceptable play within the SM community; players adhere to safety precautions within their activities, do not participate in practices that will injure their partners (mentally or physically), and obtain consent by negotiating scenes and scene related activities before carrying them out.
This list is short, sweet and basic information which may or may not be informative to those reading my blog today. I incorporate these and other terms in my writing of BDSM to be responsible and realistic.
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Born to Play EXCERPT:
“You
mean you can’t read my mind?” Her voice exuded playfulness, a quality Gregori
particularly liked in his women, but rarely found. Most of them tried too hard,
forcing the play. Kitten seemed natural and he liked it, liked her playfulness
very much indeed.
“I
find yours is a bit scattered and I’m having some trouble deciphering what is
real and what isn’t in that brain of yours.”
“Hmmph,
are you making some off-handed blonde remark because if it is I ought to…”
With
a raised brow and an upturned corner of his mouth, he playfully said, “I’m not
sure what you mean, Candi Hartz, but I find your mind quite refreshing compared
to the women I encounter most evenings.”
“You’re
trying to be sweet and charming, but it’s not working on me, I assure you. I’ve
been researching your kind and what you do and how to fight you too.”
“And
how’s it working for you? You’re staring at me with such intensity and I sense
your attraction for me. Do you deny those feelings?”
“Attraction?
Not likely. It’s just that…well, you’re such a young looking man, I mean vamp,
I mean you look like a baby compared to me. I can’t get over this whole concept
of vampires living a long time without aging. By the way, how old are you?”
“Does
it matter? Suffice it to say, I’m old enough to know how to handle a woman like
you.”
“Ooohhh,
I don’t need handling and according to my soon to be ex-husband, I’m not worth
keeping around either, as you were so quick to point out earlier.”
“He’s
a fool. Last night, I discerned beauty and sensuality before I knew who you
were. Don’t doubt yourself, Candi. I could spend an eternity making you happy,
bringing you endless pleasure, and never tiring doing so. Now that is something
you can write about.”
“Hmm.
A story between a mortal and a vampire. Do you think the subject characters would
make for a good story?” She paused. “I don’t think so.”
“I
want to show you how. Say you’ll freely stay and learn, Candi.
There is no strength in denial. Choose this. Don’t let your brain talk you out
of what you need. If you say yes, then you agree to trust no matter what I ask,
I will keep you safe. Let me have a month with you and reveal to you I’m not
all bad and how a true master treats his submissive woman.”
“Whoa
there. I’m not submissive. I can take care of myself.”
“You
think so? My sweet Katje, you are
very much a submissive woman and in a month I can teach you how to find
happiness and in return, you learn about me and my domain for this book you
want to write. You can access my knowledge of vampires enough for a limitless
amount of books if you want.” He lowered his hands, stood back, and smiled. “I
want to spend time with you, Katje. Let
me train you in the way your body begs to live. No, craves to live.” He reached up and ran his fingers from her
cheek, down along the jawline, ending at the chin, tilting it up slightly.
“Are
you kidding?” She jerked her head from his fingertips. “Spend a month with you?
Don’t disguise your ulterior motive for my blood by saying this is for my
benefit. You want me to be your meal ticket every night. I don’t think so.”
“I
can feed off anyone. I don’t want you for your blood, Candi. I want you for
your sex.” He cocked his head, raising a brow, and added, “Although, the sex mixed with the blood is more exciting.”
“Aagh!
You think I’m supposed to change my mind after such a crude remark? I’m not
staying with you. Not one month. Not one night! I’m leaving now and the piece
of paper I signed is worthless.” Again, Candi turned to leave.
Gregori’s
patience waned and he rushed by her to block the path to exit, and her face
showed a startled reaction. This woman tried his patience, but damn he loved
her determination and feistiness. “No, you’re mine by contract, by employment
contract, totally enforceable and we can do this easy or hard. Your choice.”
“Employment
contract? To do what? Oh, let me guess…sex?”
“Yes,
sex would be one part of the agreement, but I will show you my world. I can
provide you enough material, you could write ten books, or twenty, whatever
your heart’s desire. Say you’ll stay with me.”
“My
choice?” She crossed her arms and bit her bottom lip. “I don’t know about this
whole arrangement. I don’t have control of my thoughts or body when around you.
Don’t deny you’re using mind control shit on me, I know it.”
“I’m
not using mind control shit as you say. Come play with me, Candi, for your
research…for your pleasure…for one month.”
He
watched her struggle with a decision. Listening to her thoughts without
coercion seemed strange to him, but he knew his persuasion worked. Her mind
raced, her heart beat loudly, and her breathing became pronounced. She
swallowed hard. Her thoughts were contemplating having sex with him. This pleased
him. The idea at first repulsed her, but she couldn’t explain away the strong
attraction she harbored for him. This thought pleased him more. Damn, he had
her insides all twisted and her panties soaking wet. He fought not to persuade
her further, wanting her to come to him freely. Why? He didn’t know why he cared to have her without coercion.
Normally, with any other woman, he wouldn’t be having this kind of discussion.
The woman would be naked, in his arms, and in bed. But, this woman, his Kitten,
she was different. He severed the mind touch.
Fuck, I’m so screwed!
“One
night?” She countered sheepishly.
“Hmm,
not long enough. Two weeks.” He parried back.
Closing
her eyes, she breathed in deep. “One week? And you tell me everything I want to
know about you, this lifestyle, and vampires, right?”
Grinning,
he trailed his fingers down her cheek to her chin, lifting slightly. “You drive
a hard bargain, Candi Hartz. I can start with a week and yes, I’ll tell you
everything I know.” Or not.
The
haughty grin and self-satisfied expression framing her face spoiled any illusions
he had of controlling her tonight. Taking it slow was the way to play with his
Kitten.
Gregori
expelled a rough sigh, lowering his mouth within inches of her lips. Open for me. She complied as his mouth
took hers, devouring her as if he couldn’t get enough. Tasting just as sweet
and delectable as he thought she would, her lips were soft and supple. Her
tongue avidly sought his out, returning the kiss.
Gregori
groaned and slid his hand into her blonde tresses, deepening the embrace. Candi
sighed into his mouth, running her hands up the front of his shirt to grasp his
shoulders. The feel of her touch sent an electric shock down his spine and he
let out another groan, deeper this time.
Running
his free hand leisurely along her side and around to a supple breast, he cupped
it through the soft material of her dress. He couldn’t stop, faced with a short
time line. Apparently she didn’t want him to stop his ministrations. Although
she trembled under his touch, she moaned and arched against him. He could feel
the heat of her pussy through their clothes as she pressed up against his burgeoning
hard cock. Damn, she turned him on like no other woman. His nostrils flared
with the scent of her sweet arousal. More than he anticipated. Her body tensed,
but slowly melted into his caress, molding close to him. Her lips tasted like
cherries and he wanted more. His tongue licked a path down her neck and the
bloodlust fired in his veins.
A
whimper slipped from her lips.
Candi
was his, and if all he had was a week, then he had better make damn sure every
minute counted.
SNEEK PEAK of Master the Knight:
She blinked into the
darkness of the blindfold, contemplating how her life changed after moving to New
York to follow her dream, to this. A tingle between sore legs brought her back from
the questioning thoughts. She twitched.
“Hmm, you like the
sensation, don’t you?” The velvety-soft voice of the man spoke so softly, she
wasn’t sure if it belonged to Sir. Of course, it had to be him. He wouldn’t let another man touch me this
way, would he?
Nodding, she tried to
form some coherent words to speak, but the gag Sir placed in her mouth
prevented any audible speech. Drool slid out the corners of her mouth as she
struggled to remain unmoved by his demands. The flicking along her bare skin by
the instrument of torture he used sent erotic electric charges through every
nerve-ending. The soft and delicate piece felt like a feather at first, but at
this point in the evening, she couldn’t distinguish anything, only the pleasure
she received from the caress. The pain in her legs from not moving mounted,
mixing with the exquisite touches he delivered.
“I see you’re eager,
but don’t move, pet.” The delicate stroking of the tickler traveled along her
skin, trailing circles over her hip bones then lower to each thigh.
Khari breathed deep,
trying desperately to remain focused and obey his strong order not to move. She
failed, shuddering from the stirring emotions fluttering through her body. For
several hours, he’d been building her up until she was one large mass of
hypersensitive nerve-endings ready to ignite.
His touch and the
release of the restraints at her ankles signaled what would come next, and for
a brief moment the muscles in her legs relaxed. Wiggling her toes, she willed
the tension to calm. Soon, she’d be able to flex her legs as well. His close masculine
presence prevented her from moving until he gave the word. Her pussy clenched
and moisture seeped down her inner thighs. God,
I can’t take much more of this.
A soft whimper escaped
around the ball gag. She concentrated on his touch. His hands explored her
waist, rising to her exposed breasts, and then tugged on the clamps attached to
her nipples. She jerked with every tug, causing tears of delight and a tingling
darting straight to her core.
“You know how I love to
mix your pleasure and pain, my sweet pet.”
Why did his words make
her want more? The first time he used the device he left them on a short time, increasing the tension with each subsequent meeting.
Tonight, he applied more pressure than any other time and immediately attached them upon arriving at the
penthouse. When he decided to remove them, the pain from the blood rushing back
would be tremendously painful. An exquisite pain if she played it right.
“Turn around.”
With the tingling in
her legs and the numbness in her feet from the stilettos, she nearly stumbled
as she took a step to face away from the sound of his voice. Disoriented for a
few seconds, she felt the warmth of his body against her bare back stabilizing
her. Electric pulses raced through her body, breathing quickened and time
seemed to slow. She couldn’t tell how long she stood there waiting for his next
move. Each of their encounters had been different, with her never knowing what
he would do. She loved that about him. Spontaneous, at least from her side of
their relationship. He kept her guessing and definitely not like any of her
boyfriends back home. Her mind went blank and offered no resistance to his commanding
presence. She focused on the arousal building within.
“Move forward.”
Again, his words willed
her aching body to respond without question. How could she willingly obey this
virtual stranger without question? Her body, mind and
very existence didn’t belong to her anymore. Only him. Her sexual tormentor,
her sir, her Master Knight. Then he pressed a large hand along her spine and
the other hand wrapped around her waist. With a gentle push, he forced her to
bend forward.
“Good girl. You’re
learning your lessons well, my pet. I want you to think about what you’re feeling.
Tonight is all about the sensations I bring to your receptive body. And
surrendering to me.”
Thanks for stopping by!
Cynthia
