Warm Welcome. Take it away, Sam...
First, I want to say a
big thank you to H K for having me on her blog today.
I never know what to
say on these posts and so I’m going to settle on talking about my Christmas
release with Evernight Publishing. I love this time of year, in fact, I spend
all year waiting for the festive season. This time of year is such a busy,
stressful occasion and yet, I can’t stop myself from becoming immersed in the
spirit.
Throwing myself into
the shops is not what I mean. In my household, I’m the cook and that is what I
spend a great deal of time doing, cooking and baking.
However, I have had a
great deal of clumsy moments in the kitchen at this time of the year. I adore
Turkey so much because I only eat it in December and because of this, I tend to
be a complete glutton.
Two years ago, I
decided that buying a 10 kilo (that was on the ticket when I got it) would be a
brilliant way to feast on my favourite type of meat. So, being the person that
I am, I picked it up, put the large (or extra, extra large bird) in my trolley
without thinking. I buy from the supermarkets and I’ve never had any
complaints. When it came to cooking the bird, that was another matter.
You see, in the
supermarket you don’t think of the size of your baking tins, at least, I
didn’t. Anyway, I got the turkey and placed it in my tin........erm..........it
didn’t fit. The Turkey was huge, I mean, it looked small compacted with all
those other turkeys but on my side, trying to get into a roasting tin. It was
HUGE.
Crap!!!! What had I
done? A mass panic as I had a gigantic turkey with no way to roast it, on
Christmas.
Lets say, after some
clever bondage treatment and a bit of nip and tucking, my turkey fit into that
tin.
Okay, crisis averted,
right? WRONG!!! It didn’t fit into the oven. By this time, I was red in the
face and probably sweating. That turkey no longer looked appetising but bloody
exhausting.
Changing shelves and
doing the size test took a lot out of my arms. Did you know a 10 kilo bird
could be that heavy? I never want to think about the pain in my muscles after
that nightmare.
Anyway, after the mass
panic and fear, my turkey was cooked and everyone loved it. We had plenty of
leftovers with lots of curry the day after.
Do you have any scary
Christmas disaster story? Feel free to share yours.
Bound for Christmas is nothing about disaster and all about trust. I will be giving
away one copy of Bound for Christmas. Simply leave a comment for a chance to
enter.
Author: Sam Crescent
Title: Bound for Christmas
Genre: Erotic romance, BDSM, rubenesque
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Release Date: December 6th
Author Blog: http://samcrescent.wordpress.com/
Blurb:
They rarely spoke. They only touched hands. Until now.
Bernice Rowe has been fascinated by the man who regularly visits the
library where she works. They never speak and only stare at each other. When
she learns that her mystery man is one of the dominant men at Club Kink, she
makes a choice to become a submissive.
Master Leon has been visiting the library for one reason—Bernice. He
wants her desperately but knows his desires are not for everyone. When Leon
finds her at the club he makes sure everyone knows she is his submissive.
He takes her away and starts her training. Leon is determined to make
her his woman in time for Christmas. Neither know how the other feels, and it
looks like it is going to be a Christmas to remember for both of them.
Be Warned: sex toys, spanking, BDSM, public exhibition
Excerpt:
Her nipples were on fire. The clamps stung. She wanted to tear them off
her breasts, but then she’d get even worse. Then the burning pain shot through
her whole body. Her clit swelled. She rubbed her legs together feeling the
pleasure shake her entire body. His touch sent off electric signals all around
her. She was sensitive to the slightest touch.
“Do you feel the change?” he asked.
“I ache everywhere, Master.”
He turned her so her back was to him. “Every part of you is sensitive?”
“Yes, it is more than I can stand.”
Leon chuckled. The vibrations went straight to her cunt. She was on fire
with the need to climax.
His hands moved down the sides of her body. She whimpered then cried out
as his hands slapped either side of her thighs. “Did I say you could play with
yourself?”
“I’m not.”
Another short sharp slap to her thigh. She cried out then moaned as her
legs scissored for more contact with her clitoris.
“You’re building up your punishments here, baby. Address me properly
with my title unless I tell you otherwise.”
“I’m sorry, Master.” She wanted to sob and beg him to make her come all
at the same time.
“Good.” His hands moved round to the front of her thighs. She felt him
move down her body until he split her legs open. The contact she’d gained with
her clit was lost.
Bernice whimpered missing the contact already.
“Please,” she said.
“Please, what?” he asked.
She cried out. It was too much. How could anyone concentrate with so
much sensation? Her focus failed at every opportunity. It was too much and not
enough. The pain combined with the pleasure made it hard for her to focus on
anything. Leon expected her to keep saying his title while she couldn’t
remember her own name.
He turned her back to face him. She stared at him for several seconds
before he caught her close. Leon stroked her hair as she tried to gain some
composure.
“You can use your safe word at any time,” he whispered.
She closed her eyes. Was she ready to give up?
Author Bio:
Sam Crescent is passionate about fiction. She loves a good erotic
romance and so it only made sense for her to spread her wings and start
writing. She began writing in 2009 and finally got that first acceptance in
2011.
She loves creating new characters and delving into the worlds that she
creates. When she’s not panicking about a story or arguing with a character,
she can be found in her kitchen creating all kinds of havoc. Like her stories
the creations in the kitchen can be just as dubious but sometimes things turn
out great.
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/sam.crescent
Twitter: http://twitter.com/#!/samcrescent
Yahoo
Group: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/LovingEroticRomance
Thank you so much for being my guest today, Sam!
Don't forget to leave a comment and an e-mail address below, for a chance to win a copy of Bound for Christmas.
Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays!
Great interview and love the excerpt! =)
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Thank you for stopping by.
ReplyDeleteSam
Oh, Sam, I did giggle. I could picture that so clearly. I did something very similar once.
ReplyDeleteSam, this looks amazing! Can't wait to read it so please enter me in the draw! Thanks!
ReplyDeleteLove you "bondage" term for corralling your turkey...what a funny story!
ReplyDeleteI always have leftover turkey...seems like we eat it again and again for days! And yes...those turkeys can be HEAVY and take up the entire oven space...especially if cooking for more than 16 people!
Your cover is devilishly enticing...the woman in the chair all tied up (strategically placed ties) presents a vision readers can "see" as they read your book.
First time I cooked Christmas dinner... forgot to take out the paperwrapped gizzards inside and didn't thaw the turkey through so it turned out to be half-raw and no turkey for Christmas dinner that ye3ar!
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Love the post, Sam! My Christmas fiasco wasn't nearly as entertaining to read about as yours, lol, but I will say I had finished a half a bottle of wine before my guests even arrived.
ReplyDeleteLoved the excerpt, the book sounds great!
Best wishes!
~Jen
Hi Sam (and HK)
ReplyDeleteTry roasting a turkey in the heat of a Sydney summers day. I don't even like cooking but have to cater for carnivores, vegans and nut and egg allergic family members.
Love the excerpt Sam - hot as ever!
Cheers
I cant wait to read this book!!! Great excerpt!!1
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Hi everyone,
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for stopping by. Pat Nelson, you're the winner of Bound for Christmas.
I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas.
Sam