Alright - we're back for more giveaway fun! ;-) Remember, if you're just joining us, you can go back to the previous two days of blog posts, and enter to win there. For today - my prize is going to be a pretty black faux crystal bead necklace & earring set from Van Heusen, and an ecopy of "The Perfect Third", my new menage story from Total-E-Bound publishing. You can enter to win for all five days of the giveaway up until Sunday, June 17th, midnight PST. I'll be announcing winners on Monday.
To enter for today's prize, just comment below (with contact info) on your favorite, all-time erotica or erotic romance book. That's a tough one - there are so many! Maybe it's the one that got you interested in erotica, or the one where the characters just stayed with you after, or the storyline was just so amazing. The one I'm naming isn't specifically erotic - it's more mainstream - but it was the first one I read that paired the paranormal with romance. Plus - even though it was mainstream, I had no idea that there was this type of hot stuff out there - and I wanted more! So I would say it helped me on my erotica journey. That book was Christine Feehan's "Dark Destiny". It really stuck wih me, and to this day, whenever I hear Lacuna Coil's song, "Swamped', it reminds me of that book; it's so close to the storyline, I wondered if the band wrote it in honor of it! (I doubt it - lol).
Now on with part 2 of my deleted scene from "The Perfect Third". We left off yesterday when Leanne, one of Lorne and Antony's regulars, has stopped by to help lift Lorne out of his depression over things with Alexa not working out for the three of them. Leanne is spicy and wild all the time, but tonight, she has a special hardcore BDSM surprise for the guys. She likes it submissive, and she wants them to play hard.
"Gentlemen," she began, "Start your engines. I brought my toy chest this evening, and I want the two of you to play with me. And I like to play hard, got it?"
Antony's eyebrow went up. "Are you sure you're not actually a Domme at that club?"
"Shut up you big, and I do mean big, bad boy. You know I don't like to have to work that hard. Plus, I've told you a hundred times, it's not a lifestyle. It's just an additional spice I get in the mood for once in awhile."
Lorne picked up the bag and started pawing through the contents. "Any requests?" He looked at her from under his lashes. "There are some interesting items in here."
Leanne laughed huskily. "You can start by taking those fabric shears, and cutting my clothing off. But of course, one of you will have to be holding me down so that I can't resist. Then I want you to tie me up in the most wide open, restrictive way you can possibly imagine. Oh, but first, you must blindfold me. From there, you can be creative with the items I brought. My only final request is that you don't ignore any of my holes, and you must use each item in the bag at least once."
With that, she lay back on the bed and stretched as if she were a supremely contented cat. Lorne looked over to Antony, and saw that his jaw had dropped just as much as his own. What had gotten into Leanne? He wasn't sure about before she got here, but he had a pretty good idea what was going to get into her now. Phew, she was a wild one. Antony shrugged at Lorne, and motioned with his head toward her. Alright then, thought Lorne, might as well plunge ahead, as it were.
Lorne stood at the foot of the bed, while Antony went on the side by the door, and climbed up to where Leanne had her head laid. She smiled and winked at Antony, and then leapt up as if to run out of the room. Antony used just enough of his weight to slam her back down on the bed. He grabbed both her wrists with just one of his giant hands, and forced them above her head. He was sitting on her chest, with his knees over her forearms. She began to kick, which brought Lorne out of his semi-trance, so surprised was he by the sudden turn of events.
Lorne tackled her legs, carefully avoiding the dangerous spiked heels, and lay across her legs. With her completely pinned, he took off her shoe weapons and threw them aside. Still keeping enough of his weight on her so that she couldn't kick or buck – although she was trying – he reached for the tote bag. Inside he found the blindfold, and elbowed Antony behind him.
"Take it" he gasped out.
Antony reached back around and grabbed the black silk scarf. Still keeping her pinned with his knees, he tied the blindfold securely over her eyes. She whipped her head side to side, and Antony was getting a little irritated. He hoped this was turning her on, because it was a major hassle. Even though he and Lorne had very little in the way of taboos, and had tried almost everything, both of them truly loved women as a species and had zero interest in hurting or degrading them. But if this gave her pleasure, and they didn't actually hurt her, then they were more than willing.
Successfully rendering her sightless, Lorne held up the large, heavy shears. He looked at them puzzled. How much had this leather outfit cost? Did she really want them to ruin it?
"Are you sure you want me to..."
"Darling please! Don't be a nerd and ruin the moment!"
A nerd!? He'd show her nerd.
He slipped the cold metal of one of the blades underneath the bottom of the pants, and began to cut, with a little effort, up her leg along the inner thigh. It was good that they had so successfully pinned her down first, so that the scissor blade didn't accidentally slice or nick her in any way. Lorne continued to cut, moving inward toward her abdomen just as he reached the vee of her crotch. He continued to the waistline, and one side of the once gorgeous pants were free from her milky-white flesh. He repeated the same maneuver on the other leg, snipped the thin threads of leather thong, and she was now bottomless, her slit completely hair-free and smooth. Keeping her pinned down, he was so close he could smell her womanly scent that was heating up down there, and he longed to drink the rich cream that he knew she was brewing.
It was Antony's turn, and he completed his part, while Lorne dug in the bag for something with which to restrain her.Then they could have at every part of her body, and she would be helpless to stop them.He found some ropes, which in his opinion seemed too rough, but they were in the bag and had to be used. He handed some to Antony and said, "Ok, you go. The most wide open way possible."
Antony contemplated Leanne, her lush, supple body completely nude, looked at the bed posts, looked around the room, and finally had an idea. If they had owned a 4 poster bed, it would have been obvious, but they only had a headboard. They had always liked the open space at the bottom of the bed for more playtime possibilities. But he thought this would work out just fine.
Antony knew from experience that Leanne was quite limbre, so that was part of what gave him the idea. First he freed one arm as he grasped that wrist and stretched it out straight and tied her wrist to one side of the headboard. Then he repeated this on the other side. Since they had an enormous bed, her arms were stretched as wide as possible.
"Scoot further down," he said to Lorne. With that, Antony backed down too so that he could free one leg, which he pulled all the way up to the head board, and tied it with her wrist. He did the other side, and now Leanne was stretched open to the sky. She was spread-eagle on her back, her ass turned up to the ceiling, with the extreme stretch of her ankles tied to her wrists behind the top of her head. Her arms and legs looked like they were mimicking the letter "V".
She said nothing, but the corners of her mouth turned up in a tiny smile, so they knew they were on the right track. As they glanced down at her wide open pussy folds gleaming with her flowing juices, that also reassured them that she was enjoying what they were doing to her. Both entrances were now wide open and ready for action.
Lorne dug into the bag some more, and pulled out an enormous pink, gel-like vibrator. He switched it on, and saw that it had three speeds, the last one as vigorous as a blender. The next thing he took out was a cat 'o' nine tails whip, and finally, nipple clamps and a chain with a clasp at the end. Hmm..thought Lorne. Which one first?
"You know," said Antony to Lorne, "One of the rules was that none of her holes were to be ignored, so I think I shall take care of one of them now, while you implement the...er...devices."
Antony dropped the relaxed fit jeans he had been wearing, having never bothered with a shirt at all, and tossed his black silk briefs to the ground. His huge shaft popped to attention. Despite the fact that he never would have come up with tying Leanne up like this of his own accord, he had to admit that seeing her splayed before was giving him the boner of a lifetime.
Sorry to leave you hanging - as it were - but the explosive, and I do mean explosive, climax will be tomorrow! In the meantime, if you'd like some more hot action with Lorne and Antony, head on over to Total-E-Bound and pick up a copy of "The Perfect Third": http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?P_ID=1688