Hands around my neck as I feel the blood reaching the surface of my skin. I feel like I am ready to pass out and then he releases for a moment to kiss me. He knows what buttons to push that turn me on that leave me at the edge of craziness. Being turned on and made to wait.

“As you can see, the assets are as listed and as described,” she said. “We are extremely proud of who we are. And, as I said before, your offer does not reflect the quality of our corporate structure. Furthermore, ours are not the only assets that require valuation. It would be imprudent of us not to assure ourselves that our partner in this merger possessed properties of equal or greater value.”

The man had himself slid down slightly in his seat and was apparently mesmerized by what was now on display before him. In fact, the prominent bulge in his trousers seemed to suggest that a better offer was to be expected shortly. An elbow on each armrest, he steepled his hands and touched his fingers to pursed lips. After a considerable period of consideration, he exhaled and looked her in the eye.

Please, Sir virtual book tour dates for May 2010

May 1 Baser Instincts
May 2 Man Eater Book
May 3 Hard and Fast
May 4 Erobintica
May 5 Dangerous Lilly
May 6 Sugarbutch Chronicles
May 7 The Sex Carnival
May 8 My Kinky World
May 9 Lusty Literati
May 10 Prurient Interests
May 11 Sarah Sloane
May 12 Hello Saraid
May 13 Desk Full of Dildos (That Toy Chick)
May 14 Julian Arancia (Flavius Iulianus)
May 15 Kristina Wright
May 16 Exploring Intimacy
May 17 Erotica Electronica
May 18 Our Goings On
May 19 SpastikFantastik
May 20 Alpine Subdreams
May 21 Orlando Sex & Relationships Examiner
May 22 Beth Wylde
May 23 Heather Lin
May 24 Pieces of Jade
May 25 Heartbreak Nympho
May 26 Yolanda Shoshana
May 27 ¡Qué sinvergüenza!
May 28 Leather Yenta (Lolita Wolf)
May 29 Marilyn’s Room (Marilyn Jaye Lewis)
May 30 Wanton Lotus Reviews
May 31 Curvaceous Dee

For as long as I can remember, I’ve imagined myself amongst groups of men, their plaything, at their service, absolutely willing to do anything that will please them. And make them come. There’s a part of me that could happily spend the remainder of my days as a fuck-cum-slut whose only purpose is to please men. I love this idea and it turns me on immeasurably.

From the beginning, I felt that this experience with Andre would be a powerful one if I was willing to give myself completely to it. And so I did. There could be no half measures, or I might as well not be doing it at all. This required complete trust. There were a few ground rules in this dynamic: 1) I was to tell him everything and keep nothing back. 2) I deferred all sexual activity to him – including masturbation and other partners. My entire being – my body, my thoughts, my feelings – all were his domain. My autonomy no longer existed.

When the blowjob turns that seedy corner into the dark alley that is face-fucking, control is no longer mine. My skills, my play, my mouth cease to matter. The lips, the mouth, the throat, they become not much more than another cylinder of wet pink flesh and I am merely along for the ride. My lover wraps my hair in his fist like the reins of a half-broken horse and he rides my face at a gallop, pistoning his thick dick with thoughtless, somatic, and often painful, imprecision. Make no mistake: it hurts to be face-fucked, regardless how able a sword-swallower you are. The pain is integral.

After, I am left raw-ragged and red. My throat burns. Popsicles gain a renewed charm. I feel used, abused and rosy with pride. A blowjob well done is a thing of beauty, but a face-fucking gladly endured (nose slamming pubic bone; testes tap-tap-tapping at the chin; breathing an afterthought; lips friction numb; peristalsis dispatching with thrumming, pumping, jetting spunk) is a thing of true grit. You have to respect a girl—or a guy—who will take it like a well-trained bitch.

Some crave pain as a form of expiation which relieves of stress or guilt. For some, it’s a shock to the system that wakes them up and makes them feel more alive. No time to think about a fight you had last week when a needle is piercing your nipple. The intense focus and concentration needed to endure pain is both draining and liberating: some people walk away feeling as if they’ve been on a mental vacation from their worldly woes, and can revel in the afterglow for days, even weeks. I’ve known people who view pain as an endurance contest, a sober, invigorating test of courage whose pay-off is the sense of personal triumph. I’ve known many who just think spankings and whippings are fun, and feel happier, lighter, connecting with a more playful and child-like side of themselves.

At its darkest and most intense, people may explore the edges of pain uniquely for the intense biological rushes. The brain releases intoxicating flushes of natural opiates and adrenalin to remedy pain and even casual players relish the high of those natural chemicals. But those who explore the edges learn to ride the surges with skill and grace, sometimes all the way to euphoria.

Name: Elizabeth Coldwell
URL: http://elizabethcoldwell.wordpress.com

How did you come up with the idea for your story “Because He Can” in Please, Sir?

I had the title in my head for a long time and was looking for a situation it would suit. That turned into the husband who gives orders because he can, and the wife who takes them because she loves to be controlled, and what might happen if they contrived to bring a third person into their set-up.

Was it a challenging story or did the writing come easily?

Once I have an idea in my head, it usually flows fairly smoothly. If it’s ever a struggle, then I know it’s probably not going to work as a story.

Do you have a favorite sentence or paragraph from your story?

Though he’s acting as though I’m not there he is, in fact, completely aware of my needs, maintaining the subtle balance between the controller and the controlled. I think that sums up the relationship between the dom and the sub in this story perfectly.

I decided that “Risk and Reward” is an applicable theme for Please, Sir. Does this theme resonate with you for your story?

It does, because everything Nicky does is risky. She risks ruining what she has with her husband by carrying on an e-mail flirtation with a work colleague, and she also risks rejection from Adam, firstly when she and David invite him to join them for a threesome and secondly when they explain the truth of their relationship and suggest Adam dominates Nicky, too. Fortunately for all three of them, the rewards of taking these risks are worth it.

Is this story similar to or different from the other erotica you’ve written?

It’s similar in that it features a theme I always enjoy writing about, which is that of a submissive being told what to do and getting off on it. That’s more of a turn-on to me than some of the more painful aspects of BDSM, even though I do sometimes include those in my stories.

What do you think makes an erotica story successful?

Giving the reader characters they can identify with, however far outside their their own experience the situation these characters find themselves in. And making them feel that, perhaps, something like that could happen to them, too. And hot, well-described sex, too, obviously…

Do you have any advice for budding erotica writers?

Start by writing about what you enjoy. It’s a cliche, I know, but if it’s not turning you on, then it’s probably not going to turn anyone else on. And if you have the urge to write, go with it, even if you’re only doing it for your own enjoyment.

What are you working on now?

I’ve just been asked to beef up the last chapter of a novel I submitted to a publisher in the UK, so hopefully that will be accepted. It’s a futuristic body-swapping tale which is a complete reworking of something with no erotic content I originally started writing about 15 years ago before giving up on, so obviously it needed a good injection of sex and kink to make it work!

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From AngelBrat’s blog:

I think……my bottom is getting tender on me. I got spanked last Saturday. This spanking was intended to have some meaning behind it. A number of things kept me distracted last week, and my housekeeping was less than stellar. Nick was unhappy with that, and we also got into a bit of an argument Saturday night. The details aren’t worth going over, but he was pretty pissed and yelled at me for a bit. By the time bedtime rolled around he was over it, but I was still pretty nervous, afraid the fight was going to factor into the spanking and knowing the housework (or lack of) was going to. So when he pulled out the Patty Paddle I was not happy (although let’s be honest, very few items would have looked good in his hand at that moment).

After all that nervousness, I got…25 swats. Now if you’ve read my blog at all, you know that Nick very rarely gets the paddle out for less than 50, and usually 100 is just a good starting point. BUT…25 had me howling! I absolutely could not handle it! And so, wise man that he is, he saw that he’d gotten his point across and stopped there. I thought getting spanked regularly toughened you up!