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To Claim a Mate by Jennifer Denys (@JenniferDenys)

To Claim a MateBlurb:

Cole Linley is a gay wolf-shifter. In order to appease the Alpha within, he has taken up the BDSM lifestyle and become very experienced. This placates his wolf to a certain extent, but his dearest wish is to find a mate—male, of course. Except, the question is, how to find one in a city surrounded by humans where other wolf-shifters are rare.

Then, one night, he enters Balls & Chains, a BDSM club he frequents, and immediately senses another of his kind. And not only that, it is the scent of a potential mate, Jared Gray. There is only one problem—Jared is collared by another Master.

Jared’s relationship shows all the signs of an abusive relationship. Can Cole get him away from the other Dom and show Jared the delights of BDSM when done properly and what it means to be a beta wolf to Cole’s Alpha?

Reader Advisory: The submissive in this Gay Paranormal Romance doesn’t realize he is in an abusive relationship until he meets his true Master.

What’s hot?: Making love in the forest as wolves, then in the bed as humans.

Buy links: Luminosity | Amazon UKAmazon US

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Excerpt:

Moving on, Cole was drawn into a room which had a cross in each corner of the room with plenty of space to wield the equipment. The walls were covered with floggers of varying types, although nothing stopped a Dominant using an implement from another section.

Cole halted. He’s here.

The scent was at its strongest, practically dragging him toward a slender man in his late twenties, with brown hair the color of hazelnuts. The sub was in the process of being tied face up against a cross on the far side. His chest was bare and sleek, and he wore skin-tight jeans.

The Dom wanted to rip the man’s clothes off and devour him on the spot. So intent was he on reaching his prey, he nearly missed the Master who had finished tying the submissive and came around to inspect the restraints, standing directly between Cole and the object of his hunt.

Stopping in his tracks, Cole’s hackles began to rise. A possessive instinct rose in him to fight off his rival. Except there were rules in BDSM and it didn’t include tearing out the throat of another Master.

Andy caught up with him and saw him staring. “Who have you found? Oh, this is Master Dirk. Jared is the sub he is playing with.”

Cole took a moment to calm his inner wolf, unclenching his fists before he triggered his claws. His voice was raspy as he asked, “Are they new? I don’t recall seeing either of them here before.” Actually, he couldn’t care less about this new Master. He only had eyes for Jared.

He didn’t hear Andy’s answer, because, at that moment, he caught the gaze of the bound man. Tangible electricity crossed the room and hit Cole like a silver bullet, slamming into his heart, nearly causing him to change into his wolf in front of everyone. It took everything he knew about Dominance to keep hold of his human side and push down his animal half.

Meanwhile, the submissive’s eyes opened wide in shock, and he bit his lip. Cole’s keen wolf eyesight could detect Jared’s fierce trembling, as he tightly gripped the ropes that held him. Cole willed him to hold on and not transform in front of everyone as the two shared a look of instant attraction, desperate need, and the desire to have sex.

And yet it was more than that. So much more—an inner knowledge, assurance one has finally found one’s other half, and didn’t even know one was looking.

Taking a deep breath, Cole narrowed his eyes as he gazed on Jared, drinking in the beautiful sight before him.

He gave a slight smile of acknowledgment.

Oh yes, this is my mate. And woe betide anyone who comes between us.

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Author bio:

Jennifer is a bestselling author in various genre (BDSM, contemporary, sci-fi, paranormal, with historical and fantasy in her works in progress) with several different publishers.

An Englishwoman through and through, she lives in a beautiful historical city and is game to try most things once. She’s had a tattoo done on her calf, flew down zip wires 100 feet up in the trees, and was photographed nude by a professional photographer. All of which have taken place since she turned 50!

Many of her experiences end up in her books… but you will have to read them to find out what!

Do contact Jennifer – she loves to hear from her fans. She posts to her blog three times a week and is on Facebook daily.

Author links:

Blog/website – http://jennifer-denys.blogspot.com/

Email – Jennifer.denys@yahoo.com

Facebook – http://facebook.com/JenniferDenys

Twitter – http://twitter.com/JenniferDenys

Naughty Christmas Wishes by Jennifer Denys (@JenniferDenys)

Naughty Christmas WishesBLURB:

You should be careful what you wish for… Fay is a Christmas fairy who has been with the same family for many years and gets her kicks watching the mother and father have sex on the sofa—although she despairs about their lack of variety. But this year she is replaced by a shiny new angel.

Depressed at being discarded, and no-one with whom to spend Christmas, Fay goes to a paranormal bar on Christmas Eve and sees four handsome (and young!) elves who have just finished their duties for that year. She makes a wish they all ignore how old she is and is delighted when her wish gets granted. So she makes more wishes—naughty wicked ones!

Find out if they all come true!

BUY LINKS:

Luminosity Publishing

Amazon.com

Amazon.co.uk

All Romance eBooks

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EXCERPT:

A hand fondled her neck and Fay jumped.

She turned to see who was touching her and nearly fell out of her seat when she saw it was King.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.”

Oh, you can startle me anytime!

“I saw you sitting here by yourself. No one should be on their own at Christmas. Can I get you a drink?”

For a few moments, Fay couldn’t talk—just stared—unable to believe her ears. Was the most beautiful, and sexy, creature in the room really talking to her?

King smiled down at her and her pussy flooded. “Of course, if you are waiting for someone else, I’ll leave you alone.”

No! Don’t do that.

She clutched his arm to steady herself—well, to stop him leaving, in actual fact. “W–w–what about the siren?”

As Fay said this, she glanced over to the elves’ table and saw it was just them. There was no sign of the women.

She frowned.

King chuckled. “Oh, they’ve moved on. We are familiar with those four little madams. They like to claim as many men as possible.”

Fay’s eyes boggled. “You’ve had sex with them already?”

As Fay went bright red, the elf threw his head back and laughed loudly. He wrapped an arm around her waist and squeezed.

Holy Christmas! That is soooo good.

She leaned in toward him, trying not to appear as sluttish as the nymph, but knowing exactly why the women had acted the way they had.

“Nope. They were too energetic last year. Elliott got tied to the bed and whipped, and Ringo had three of the women latched onto his enormous member at one stage. Even Harve was not immune to their brand of sexual relations.”

Fay wasn’t sure if that was good or not.

“It’s been a hard year with the recession and such like. We’re all tired and want something more relaxing, like a women who knows how to treat men sweetly. Then we saw you.”

Fay’s jaw dropped to the ground.

King raised a finger to close her mouth and kept his hand there, rubbing her lip with this thumb. Fay’s throat went dry while moisture was trickling down her thigh.

“Join us?” he said, nodding at his friends who were all waving her eagerly to come over to them.

“Sure.” Fay’s voice was very husky as King led her to his table.

Part of her mind was flabbergasted, and another part was wondering if her wish had been granted.

Surely not? Her wishes never get answered. Just in case the wish fairy was working extra time this Christmas, Fay quickly made another request.

Okay, so they are showing interest in me. I wish that it would go further than just hello and a drink.

She opened her eyes to see three elves grinning broadly at her.

King stopped at his table. “So, let me introduce you to these reprobates. I’m called Elvis.”

Fay swiftly looked up at him and frowned, not sure she had heard him correctly. “I thought your name was King?”

He chuckled. “That’s my nickname.”

“Oh!” Well, that made sense. She could see the link between the name and the well-known singer.

King indicated the bald guy. “This one who can barely speak after that encounter with the Valkyrie is Elliott. Occasionally we call him E.T. or Ellie, if we really want to tease him.”

Elliott held out a hand. “Nice to meet you, little fairy.”

Fay shook his hand. A tingle went up her arm and she smiled back at him. He was the shortest of the four but had a deep voice that was totally unexpected. She desperately wanted to cup his head, or stroke the sexily smooth chest that she could see as his bright orange shirt was unbuttoned to his waist.

“My name is Fay.”

The fair-haired one, who had been singing earlier, nodded a hello at her. “Hi, Fay. I’m Elrond. Commonly called known as Ringo—you will tell from my earlier performance I am the best singer.”

She reluctantly turned away from Elliott and gave Ringo a grin. He was very cute and seemed to be the cheeky one.

Fay was also seeing a pattern to their nicknames. Someone had a sense of humor, she thought, although it was common for elves to use monikers since their first names usually began with ‘El.’

Turning to the last one, the elf with the white hair, who had yet to be called anything, Fay speculated what his name was going to be.

He tipped his head back on one side as he studied her in return, not saying a word. Fay wondered if he disliked her or something. She wasn’t sure how to take him.

It was King who introduced them. “And that funny looking goon who was so desperate to leave he couldn’t be bothered to change, is Elwood, but for short we call him Harvey. Don’t worry if he doesn’t say anything, he’s the quiet sort—but those are usually the deadliest in bed.”

Fay nearly choked. She had to clear her throat before speaking. “Hi, Harvey, everyone. Nice to meet you.”

Okay, Santa, I’ve a wish for another prezzie. Please, please, please can I have sex with at least one of these gorgeous hunks tonight?

Promo for Naughty Christmas Wishes 2

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AUTHOR BIO:

Jennifer is a bestselling author in various genre (BDSM, contemporary, sci-fi, paranormal, with historical and fantasy in her works in progress) with several different publishers.

An Englishwoman through and through, she lives in a beautiful historical city and is game to try most things once. She’s had a tattoo done on her calf, flew down zip wires 100 feet up in the trees, and was photographed nude by a professional photographer. All of which have taken place since she turned 50!

Many of her experiences end up in her books… but you will have to read them to find out what!

Do contact Jennifer – she loves to hear from her fans. She posts to her blog three times a week and is on Facebook daily.

AUTHOR LINKS:

Blog/website – http://jennifer-denys.blogspot.com/

Email – Jennifer.denys@yahoo.com

Facebook – http://facebook.com/JenniferDenys

Twitter – http://twitter.com/JenniferDenys

Michelle Roth Discusses Calculated Risk (@mroth_author)

Hi there, everyone! I’m Michelle Roth and I’m here to introduce my latest release, Calculated Risk. It’s a part of the Men For Hire anthology! If you or your readers have any questions for the authors, feel free to use the #menforhireantho hashtag on Twitter and we’ll reach out to you with answers!

I’m working with three other fantastic authors! Here’s the line up of stories:

Got Muscle by Tina Donahue
Menage at Mealtime by Bella Settarra
Calculated Risk by Michelle Roth
Marital Duties by Jennifer Denys

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Stella Whitman has inherited her mother’s country home. When she finds it in utter disrepair, her cousin suggests that she call Men for Hire in search of a handyman. When he arrives, she’s somewhat shocked to find that his deep brown eyes and rugged good looks are giving her some very inappropriate thoughts.

Despite his instant attraction to Stella, Ian Starling has convinced himself that they need to keep things strictly professional. He’s been burnt before and has vowed never again. It becomes increasingly more difficult as he gets to know her, though. Then one rainy night changes everything…

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Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/1LCzlhm

All Romance: http://bit.ly/1JeNO16

Kobo: http://bit.ly/1KVLjrW

Luminosity: http://bit.ly/1NBk05g

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  1. If you had a free day with no responsibilities and your only mission was to enjoy yourself, what would you do?

    That’s part of what I enjoy so much about working for Jennifer at Men For Hire. I don’t always have to work. If I need a day off, then I can usually take it with no problem. Hmm.. My ultimate day off? I’d probably take in a football game and then put in some hours working on my furniture building. I don’t get to do that nearly enough.

  2. What impression do you make on people when they first meet you? How about after they’ve known you for a while?

    I’m a little quiet, so I think most people assume I’m either shy or not bright enough to handle much beyond manual labor. When they get to know me, I’d like to think they’ll realize there’s more to me. I like books, science, art, and film. I can hold up my end of a conversation. I’m a decent person, I’d say. And there’s not nearly enough of that in the world.

  3. What’s your idea of a good marriage? Do you think that’ll happen in your life?

    Been there, done that. Failed miserably. I’m going to take a pass on this question.

  4. What are you most proud of about your life?

    Life hasn’t always been kind. I think making it to the other side of those trials is what I’m most proud of.

What sort of trials?

Earlier, you mentioned marriage. That’s probably the worst of it. I got married young. My ex decided after nearly ten years of marriage that she much preferred the me that didn’t give a damn about money or bills or responsibility. It broke my heart.

Are you still in love with her, then?

Talk about getting right to it. Christ. But to answer your question, no. I think I just held on out of sheer stubbornness. We hadn’t been right in a long time. I just wish she hadn’t been so bloody brutal about ending things.

  1. What are you most ashamed of in your life?

    You’re really into me talking about my feelings, aren’t you? This goes back to the divorce, not to beat a dead horse too much. My parents were together for decades. Still are. I hate that I failed at that.

  2. If you could spend the day with someone you admire (living or dead or imaginary), who would you pick?

    My grandfather. He died a few years back. I miss him terribly.

  3. Do you think you’ve turned out the way your parents expected?

    Not sure. They never really pushed me to be any one thing. They were of the ‘follow your heart’ school. I’d like to think that they’re pleased. I get the ‘We’re proud of you’ bit a lot, but I think parents are required to say that stuff.

  4. What do you believe about God? What do you suppose God thinks of you?

    I’m not entirely convinced there’s anything up there. I’m one of those that wants empirical evidence and I’m not likely to get it at this stage.

  5. Is there anything you’ve always wanted to do but haven’t done? What would happen if you did it?

    That’s a tough question. I’m my own man, so I basically do whatever I want to. I’ve got nothing.

  6. What’s the worst thing that’s happened in your life? What did you learn from it?

    When I was sixteen, I was in a car wreck and broke both of my legs. My mate had been drinking at the time but like a dumb ass, I got in the car. Had a couple surgeries, and months of recovery. Drunk driving is stupid. We could have died. Never drive drunk. Never ride with anyone who’s been drinking. That’s what I learned.

  7. Tell me about your best friend.

    Probably my brother, Thomas. He’s a year older than I am. Most weekends you can find me hanging out with him. We’re either building something or watching some sort of sports. He’s a good guy.

  8. What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done to someone? Why?

    I really don’t recall doing anything that terrible to anyone. I’m kind of a pacifist, not to sound like a total pussy.

  9. What would you like it to say on your tombstone?

    He lived before he died.

  10. Describe your ideal mate.

    She’d be beautiful, of course. Not just on the outside. The inside too. Smart, funny, motivated. Maybe someone who’s the creative sort. Someone who could offset my seriousness.

  11. What are you most afraid of?

    Not finding anyone to settle down with. I want what my brother and his wife have. What my parents have. I’d love to find it. I’m being much more particular about it this go-round, though.

  12. What’s the most important thing in your life? What do you value most?

    My family. They’re important to me.

  13. What do you like best about yourself? Least?

    My ability to adapt. The other side of that, though, is that I never have to truly make a decision. I can just sort of let things happen as they may and then deal with the fall out.

  14. How do you feel about your life right now? What, if anything, would you like to change?

    It’s a good life, for the most part. A little bit lonely. I’d like to meet someone, but lately I’ve been working so much that it’s been hard to even date. Maybe I should devote myself to that more.

  15. Are you lying to yourself about something? What is it?

    A number of things, probably. The bad thing about denial is that you never realize you’re in it until you’re out of it.

  16. What trait do you most deplore in others?

    Liars. I can’t stand them. I prefer the honest truth, even if it’s ugly.

authorbio

Michelle Roth is a novelist from the Great White North (Toronto, ON). When she’s not disappearing into foreign lands, or making two perfect strangers that she invented fall in love, she’s probably curled up somewhere with a glass of wine and a good book.

In her spare time she is typically hanging out with her awesome boyfriend and their two equally awesome cats. She likes taking road trips to nowhere in particular, cooking elaborate meals then making other people do the dishes, and being nerdy on the internet. Her books are currently available on Amazon, Nook, Kobo, and any other place that sells absolutely filthy romance novels.

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Website: http://www.michelleroth.net
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Email: michelle@michelleroth.net

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How an English Country Mansion Became the Manor of Decadence by Jennifer Denys

b-w-jd-fullWhen I decided to set my latest series in an English country mansion it was to provide a setting that was secluded for BDSM activities and large enough for lots of visitors. Little did I realise what wonderful double entendres it was going to generate.

For instance, there is a scene where they attend a workshop on cropping and it takes place in the stables (naturally – except there are no horses in sight. The riding crop is used on a submissive).

The heroine and her husband, James, take up the opportunity of a private tutorial in the Master’s study – and he certainly makes it clear what is expected of them.

The following day they find a swing hung from a huge oak tree in a secluded garden. This swing is not intended for children as it has shackles attached – and has a horizontal bed anyway. Once the heroine is in place then a branch from a nearby tree provides a suitable switch to use against Caroline’s exposed butt.

Later on, our twosome and the man who becomes the third in their menage, Mark, watch a branding session in the forge showing how a willing submissive can demonstrate their commitment to their Dominant.

Add to that a ball in the ballroom – where the emphasis is on a certain part of a man’s body. The only music that takes place are the cries of people climaxing.

Paddling in the boathouse where James discovers how to use everyday objects in their play.

And a fox hunt around the estate – with the Dominants hunting the submissives and a gala dinner where the dinner is eaten off the subs.

Those are just a few of the activities that takes place in ‘BDSM Weekend’. To enhance the story there is a map at the beginning of the novel.

Map of Lindsey Park Manor

If you want to read more, ‘BDSM Weekend’ is available from 10 April from the following suppliers:

Luminosity Publishing
Amazon US
Amazon UK
All Romance ebooks
Barnes & Noble

To Swing or Not to Swing, That is the Question by Jennifer Denys

Kink After DinnerStanding before the door, she shook her fingers to calm down. She was equally excited and nervous, and ran a hand over her stomach as if to quell the butterflies.

Not too flabby. She hated her stomach—as did many women her age—but one advantage of a basque is that it held everything in. At least until she took it off.

She made a face.

Okay, but if I’m on my back the flab spreads out and doesn’t make me look like I have a beer belly. Must remember to avoid being on top.

This is a short excerpt from my latest short story ‘Kink After Dinner’. I had fun writing this story about a married, middle aged woman with a son at university and an 18 year old daughter who thinks her parents are old-fashioned. Beth suffers from hot flushes and an expanding waistline. This is very much taken from my own experiences (at least the menopause and weight gain – the only person in my household is Holly the rabbit).

However, Beth decides that life is too short. Shedding her inhibitions she takes up BDSM and ‘swinging’.

A final, hasty glance down the street confirmed there was no one about, and she knocked, slightly worried about entering this house. If her daughter knew this couple were swingers, then chances are others did—and what would the neighbours say if they saw her visiting on her own?

Hearing some footsteps, she said to herself in a resigned tone of voice, “Too late now.”

Wikipedia says that, according to 2005 estimates by the Kinsey Institute and others, swingers account for two to four percent of married couples with numbers in excess of 4 million people in North America. As of 2011, some experts believe that there are as many as 15 million Americans swinging on a regular basis. I have certainly met a small number of women who also have boyfriends as well as husbands or someone they co-habit with, possibly because of the nature of what we write and most of us being women. Generally it isn’t something I’ve ever heard a non-erotica writer admit to doing.

The phenomenon of swinging is regarded by some as arising from the sexual revolution of the 1960s, but much of what you read refers to ‘wife swapping’ rather than ‘husband swapping’ but just one section on Wikipedia talks about the wife taking male lovers.

Among the Bari tribe of Venezuela, when a woman becomes pregnant, the women often take other male lovers. These additional lovers then take on the role of secondary or tertiary fathers to the child. If the primary father should die, the other men then have a social obligation to support these children. Research has shown that children with such “extra” fathers have improved life outcomes, in this economically and resource-poor area of the jungle

(Hey, can I have two men to help me take care of the rabbit? LOL)

So, back to ‘Kink After Dinner’ – Beth meets up with her swinging friends and has a great time. Did I call on my own experiences in relation to the BDSM and ‘swinging’?……….I will leave that up to your imagination!

 

To find out more about what Beth gets up to here is the blurb:

Kink After Dinner. 8pm. Usual place. Wear the new purple basque – no knickers. Expect some SERIOUS (!) paddling. No touching until then. Master.

 

Beth hurriedly hides the note she has received so her family won’t see it.

Her daughter regards her parents as stuck in the mud. If only she knew!  When Beth decided to throw off her inhibitions she was able to thoroughly enjoy her middle years, despite the usual body issues, including attending a BDSM event and starting a relationship with a Dom.

Putting on her purple bustier and high heels as ordered, and covering up with a coat, she leaves her husband engrossed in his carpentry workshop to walk to a neighbour’s house. This is the home of swinging couple, Alistair and Helen, with whom she’s had several encounters over the past year. And this begins a wonderful evening of kink—bondage, spanking, paddling, handcuffs, and orgasm denial.

Then her husband turns up.

Available from:
Luminosity Publishing
Amazon UK
Amazon US
All Romance eBooks
Coffee Time Romance

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Jennifer DenysAbout the Author:

Jennifer is a bestselling author in various genre (BDSM, contemporary, sci-fi, paranormal with historical and fantasy in her works in progress) with several different publishers. An Englishwoman through and through she lives in a beautiful historical city and is game to try most things once. She’s had a tattoo done on her calf, flown down zip wires 100 feet up in the trees, and was photographed nude by a professional photographer. All of which have taken place since she turned 50! Many of her experiences end up in her books… but you will have to read them to find out what! Do contact Jennifer – she loves to hear from her fans. She posts to her blog three times a week and is on Facebook daily.

http://jennifer-denys.blogspot.com/

Smut by the Sea – Scarborough Will Never Be the Same!

The journey to Scarborough was hellish due to something happening on the A1 (M), but boy was it worth it! After dumping bags and a speedy change of clothes, it was to the Black Lion for drinks and jollity. It wasn’t too late a night because the next day was going to be busy, but it was very fun!

Saturday morning dawned noisily with the seagulls we all wanted to shoot, and we headed over to the library to help set up. Then we sneaked off for breakfast and came back in time for the doors to be opened to the public. From then on, there was hardly time to breathe as Victoria kicked off with an introduction, then myself, Tabitha Rayne and Rachel Kincaid did some reading. I started the audience off gently with a nice sweet passage from A French Affair. I thought it was a little early for full on raunch! The other two girls more than made up for it with some hot steampunk and a naughty tale of premature ejaculation 😉

There was a break, and the next reading panel consisted of Ashley Lister, Lexie Bay, K D Grace reading as Grace Marshall and Jennifer Denys. I have to say that I’m not a fan of poetry, but Ashley Lister’s funny poems are more than enough to change my mind. Lovely Lexie read a passage from her story in Coming Together: With Curves, Grace Marshall got us hot under the collar with a snippet of sexiness in a lift, and last but not least, Jennifer had us all giggling with a very humorous piece from one of her books.

Next up was another break, whereby Victoria and I told people to come and grab us if they had any questions. It was an opportunity to check up on the bookstall and the erotic tombola, very capably manned by mine and Victoria’s respective other halves.

Slave Nano then launched his very naughty BDSM novel, Adventures in Fetishland, which involved some fabulous costumes: The Mad Hatter, The Red Queen and the Dormouse, to name just a few. This was certainly not smut for the faint-hearted!

The next section was a panel consisting of myself, Victoria, Ashley Lister and K D Grace in which we answered questions on writing erotica and getting it published. As always, no one wanted to ask the first question, but once someone did we were fielding queries left, right and centre. I hope we provided people with lots of useful information!

Next was the afternoon’s final reading section with Janine Ashbless, Liv Honeywell, Domitri Xavier and Gemma Parkes. I must confess I wasn’t in the room for this one as I was rushing around sorting out other things, but I have it on very good authority that the readings were excellent.

The break between daytime and evening events was next, and myself and my other half dashed out into the Scarborough sun/rain/sun/rain pattern for a play on the 2p machines, some candy floss and a chip cob. Then it was back up the hill to the library.

The evening event was ticketed and people were supplied with swag bags, free drinks and nibbles, and much more. Unfortunately, the burlesque act for the evening had car trouble and so Victoria did some skilful juggling of the schedule and everyone was still suitably entertained.

There were readings from Smut by the Sea Volume 1, Smut by the Sea Volume 2, Smut in the City and Slave Nano read from Adventures in Fetishland, Gemma Parkes treated us to another snippet of a hot story and K D Grace read from The Pet Shop. There was also time for more questions and giggles, then it was time to call it a night. Well, sort of.

Many people stayed behind to help pack up and we did it in such record time that Victoria and Kev had to wait for the caretaker to arrive, while the rest of us carted stuff back to the hotel and got freshened up. Then we headed back to the Black Lion for buffet, drinks and karaoke. It was a pretty messy night, it has to be said. It included me singing karaoke (an X-Factor hopeful I am not) with Tabitha Rayne, sausage rolls being thrown, breadsticks, Strongbow, vodka and balloons. There are still photographs emerging here and there and let’s just say not a single one of them is sensible!

I had a fabulous time overall, was happy to meet up with buddies that live all over the country and meet some people I’d not met before, notably Tilly Hunter, who also stepped in to read. She says it was her first time, but she was so good I’m not convinced! Kerry-Ann McDade gets a very special mention as she travelled all the way from Northern Ireland to be with us. I also had a great time chatting with the Crowned Jewels folk, Anna Sky, a lovely lady called Bea, the owner of Cupido Magazine (a Norwegian magazine that’s featured one of my stories), and many other people I’m sure I’ve forgotten. There were also people I didn’t get much chance to talk to, but hopefully there will be many more chances in future as Victoria and Kevin take the UK by storm with their Smut by the Sea and Smut in the City events. Here’s to next time, guys!