I'm delighted to offer a peek at Rose C. Carole's first BDSM romance, Catering to His Needs.
~~ Cris
Thanks
so much, Cris, for hosting me on your blog. I appreciate your generosity.
Cris
and I have become great friends. We met four years ago at the first BDSM
Writers Workshop, which was hosted by Dr. Charley Ferrer and was attended by 11
people. We sat for three days in a hotel room and listened to Dr. Charley
expound on the dynamics of Dominance and submission. (Cris has written quite
eloquently about that first workshop on her blog. It’s worth looking back on
it.)
Cris
encouraged me all along the way in my writing journey. It is one of the reasons
that my new release, Catering to His Needs, is dedicated to her. She encouraged me to join the
Liberty States Fiction Writers, where I learned about process and developing a
pitch and how to write a query letter and synopsis. I was able to pitch my
novel to agents and editors at their annual conference.
She
read my work and critiqued it. Every writer needs someone to give them a
perspective on how they’re doing, and Cris was one of the people who did that
for me. And when my first book went nowhere, she pushed me to keep going. And
as I mentioned in my dedication to this book, she always introduced me as “my
soon-to-be-published friend Rose.” With a cheerleader like that, it’s your own
fault if you fail.
So
when my next book was finally accepted by Totally Bound, thanks to being a
winner of the BDSM Book Contest at BDSM Writers Con, I had to make sure I
thanked Cris. Along with Dr. Charley Ferrer, she is one of the most important
figures in my writing career. I am a very, very lucky woman to have her in my
corner.
And,
again because of Cris’s generosity, I get to introduce you to Catering to His Needs,
the first book in my Kitchen Confessions series.
Blurb:
Ethan
is at his wit’s end. His brother’s ex-wife has threatened to reveal that Ethan
is a member of the Playground, an exclusive BDSM club, unless she gets more
alimony from the family trust fund. The scandal that would arise from such a
revelation must be avoided at all costs--not only for the sake of Ethan’s
reputation, but for the future of his relationship with his treasured sub,
Rebecca.
Rebecca
is a single mother working hard to expand her catering business. The only peace
she finds from her building stress is in the handcuffs of her strong Dom,
Ethan. But Rebecca’s life is not her own. Her teenage son is not handling
Rebecca’s divorce well, and Rebecca feels the responsibility for her son’s
happiness like a weight on her shoulders. Between her business and her son, she
has little time for herself--or the growing emotional demands from her Dom.
Ethan
is determined to take their relationship to the next level, and Rebecca is
equally determined not to upset her son further by revealing that she has a new
man in her life. Fortunately, Ethan is a Dom with a passionate interest in
seeing that his sub is happy--even if he has to whip some sense into her. He’s
making progress until suddenly his own problems take a turn for the worse. His
brother Zach has gone missing under suspicious circumstances and now it’s all
Ethan can do just to keep himself out of jail. The cat, as they say, is out of
the bag.
Excerpt:
As they approached the doorway
between the dining room and the living room, Ethan stopped. One after the
other, he raised her arms above her head and attached the cuffs to hooks in the
doorjamb.
He leaned forward. The words
brushed by her ear so lightly she almost missed them. “Who is your safe call?”
“Samantha,” she responded.
“When are you supposed to call
her to let her know you arrived safely?”
Uh-oh. Rebecca hesitated. She hadn’t exactly made specific arrangements.
She had just told Sam she was going to be spending the weekend in the Catskills
with Ethan, but that was it.
“Rebecca, when I ask you a
question, I expect an answer without hesitation. Do I need to repeat it?”
“No, Sir. I heard you. I just
don’t have an answer. I didn’t tell her I would call when I got here.”
“I know,” he responded and she
quickly turned her face toward his steely expression.
“What?” she sputtered.
“Is that how you address me,
Rebecca?”
“I’m sorry, Sir. I was just surprised
by your answer. How do you know, Sir?” she amended in a voice she hoped
was adequately contrite.
“I figured you would use Sam
as your safe call, since she’s your best friend. So I contacted her through her
Fetlife profile and made sure she had the address and phone number
here—something you should have done—and informed her you would call tonight at five.”
“I didn’t think it was
necessary, Sir. We’ve known each other almost six months and have been in a D/s
relationship almost that long.”
“And have we ever been away
together for a weekend?”
“No, Sir.”
“So no one besides me knows
where you are, if you’ve arrived safely and if everything is all right here?”
“No, Sir.” She dropped her
gaze. She couldn’t bear to face his disapproval.
“Look at me,” he commanded.
She slowly raised her eyes. It was difficult to meet his gaze, but she forced
herself.
“As we agreed before you came
up here, you are my property for this weekend, and as such, I expect you to
make sure you are careful about your safety. You have put your cell phone,
wallet and other possessions into a locked box that only I can access and left
yourself totally at my disposal without making sure that another soul knows
where you are. I could have been planning to take advantage of you for some time,
and you have no safe call to make sure someone comes looking for you if you
don’t check in at a specific time. That’s not acceptable. For that you need to
be punished. I don’t like starting our weekend this way, but it’s a lesson you
have to learn immediately. Do you understand, Rebecca?”
She nodded her head.
Instantly he grabbed her by
the chin. “Not acceptable, my dear. You know better.”
“Yes, Sir,” she responded and
blinked her eyes to keep the tears at bay. He was right and she knew it. This
lifestyle had inherent dangers, even when they were following safe, sane and
consensual, and she had disrespected both of them by not following proper
protocol to keep herself safe. She’d just gotten here and she’d already made a
terrible mistake. How could she be so stupid? Would he still want to go through
with the weekend as planned when she couldn’t even do the simplest thing?
Ethan stared into her eyes.
“Where is your focus, Rebecca? It certainly isn’t on me.”
Damn. Can
this get any worse? She turned her tear-filled
eyes toward him. “Please forgive me, Sir. I know I messed up, and I’m sorry.”
His bent fingers traced down
her cheeks and over her lips, then suddenly they were around her throat, gently
but firmly letting her know he was in control. She was focused on him now.
“I know you’re sorry, but it
doesn’t change the fact that we need to address this issue, Rebecca. And I need
you present. Are you with me?”
“Yes, Sir. I understand.”
“Good. Let’s get this over
with so we can get to the more fun things I have planned for the weekend.”
He walked over to a basket,
and she gasped as he pulled out a cane. He had never used one on her before. It
terrified her.
“What is your safeword,
Rebecca?”
“Chocolate, Sir,” she
whispered.
Ethan approached her, holding
the cane in both hands. Even though she was tethered to the hooks above, she
tried to move backward from him. Shaking his head, he placed the cane on an end
table then wrapped his arms around her waist.
“Just where do you think
you’re going?” he asked.
She just stared at him,
uncomprehending.
“You were backing away from
me. Is that a sign that you don’t accept the punishment I’m about to give you
or that you don’t trust me? Do you need to use your safeword? I will not touch
you without your consent.”
His eyes bored into hers, and
she realized she’d better tamp down her fear and accept her punishment or this
would all end right now. He would never discipline her if she didn’t agree to
it, and she had to trust he wouldn’t harm her. It didn’t mean this wasn’t going
to hurt. He didn’t take punishment lightly. But she had earned it, so she had
to suck it up and take it.
“No, Sir. I’m ready.”
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Enjoy the reading experience of Catering to His Needs.
~~ Cris Anson
Powerful and suspenseful and filled with emotion and uncertainty and edge. Can't wait to read the entire book because I am already breathless with anticipation. Congrats on this awesome moment, Rose!
ReplyDeleteLooks like a wonderful book. Dr. Charley and Cris are amazing women. I met Dr. Charley a couple of years ago in San Antonio and have been a huge fan. I love the rope on your cover but I do the fireplay. It's the only time I am really warm.
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