Welcome to the BDSM Blog Hop, which is all about raising awareness of various practises, and educating those that want to learn more about BDSM and the lifestyle.
I thought a good way for me to do this would be to put up a post on why I write BDSM. I never used to, you see. When I first started writing erotica and erotic romance, I kept it pretty vanilla – usually between a man and a woman, though not necessarily in a bed. Thinking about it, the first story I had published took place in an army truck!
I didn’t understand BDSM, and I didn’t really like reading books that featured BDSM. But now, several years on, my mind has been well and truly opened. I’ve read lots of books about it, researched it – albeit from the comfort of my computer chair – and have now penned several books containing it, including two full-length novels. If you’d told me that five or six years ago, I’d have laughed at you.
Basically, the longer I’ve been in the industry, the more I’ve learned about all kinds of things to do with sex and alternative lifestyles. I’ve always been open-minded, luckily, and I’ve always enjoyed learning new things. So, for me, adding lots of new pairings and genres to my writing CV was a natural progression. Now, I thoroughly enjoy it. I love having different characters with different kinks – or not – to play with, to tease, to taunt, to give them happy endings. Or not. BDSM just opened up a whole new world for me to write in, and now I’m very glad that I did. I think some of my best books and stories are the kinky ones, and my first novel, Stately Pleasures, which is a BDSM ménage erotic romance, is still in the Amazon UK charts over six months after its release.
So yeah, it’s been a learning curve. But wow, what a fun curve it’s been! Carry on hopping to find out more about BDSM in all its guises, find great books about it, and so on. By the time this hop is over, I’ve no doubt you’ll be enlightened – and I’m sure I will have learned more, too, having visited all the other blogs taking part. What a fantastic idea!
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Here’s some more information about Stately Pleasures:
Alice Brown has just landed her dream job. Property manager at Davenport Manor, a British stately home. It’s only a nine-month contract to cover maternity leave, but it’s the boost up the career ladder she so desperately needs.
Unfortunately, things don’t get off to the best start, when Alice finds her boss, Jeremy Davenport, in a compromising position. Far from being embarrassed by what’s happened, Jeremy turns things around on Alice and makes her out to be the one in the wrong. So when he and his best friend and head of security, Ethan Hayes, then throw an ultimatum at her, she’s so stunned and confused that she goes along with their indecent proposal.
When the dust settles and Alice has time to think about things, though, she realises that perhaps it isn’t such a bad thing. There are worse things she could be doing to advance her career, after all.
Read an excerpt and grab your copy here: https://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/stately-pleasures/
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My other BDSM books and stories: Testing Tom, The Perfect Dom, The Sweetest Revenge, Punish Me Good, Naughty Delivery and Grand Slam. These are a variety of lengths, kinks and heat levels – check out the individual pages for more information.
My BDSM stories have also been featured in the following anthologies: The Big Book of Submission, Sexy Just Walked Into Town, His: Manlove Edition, Best Bondage Erotica 2014, Coming Together: In The Trenches, The Big Book of Bondage… and many more!
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Before you go, make sure to enter my giveaway using the Rafflecopter below. Then scroll down to check out the rest of the blogs on the hop. Have a great hopping time! (P.S. Over on the sidebar – there’s a Goodreads giveaway for a copy of Stately Pleasures, too!).
Happy Reading,
Lucy x
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Sitting in the middle of the sofa, her usual television-watching spot, she crossed her long legs and picked up the remote that was resting on the arm. Just before pressing the button to switch the set on, she spoke. “Turn around, Thomas. Face the corner next to the front door, sit down, be silent and don’t move until I tell you.”
Grand Slam
