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About the author:
I am a avid reader and as such, the desire to write quickly engulfed me.
Although writing as a venture is emotionally and creatively satisfying, it unfortunately is not as financially satisfying.
My novels are erotic and sensual, and as such would be frowned upon with my day job employers, thus the pen name.
I will give you a sneak peak of who I am. I was married, divorced him but found my soul mate.
I am a mother of two and grandmother of one, but still under fifty, for now.
I love nature, animals and books.
I hope you will enjoy my words as they come straight from my imagination, my romantic nature and the closet dominatrix that I am.
What inspired you to write your book?
I have words inside myself that need to be on paper.
I write what I want to read.
I have vivid dreams that need to be recorded.
I want to write all the time.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Mumbled voices drift up from the lounge below.
Cathryn allows her eyes to drift over the sea of semi-naked bodies; Dommes are dressed to impress in latex or leather. Subs, mostly males with the occasional female, are kneeling demurely at their mistresses’ feet, or trailing behind them.
To one side a group of single subs is eyeing the unattached Dommes with longing and hope.
The slight smile on her face disappears as her eyes land on one face. “Damn,” she whispers. “Damn, damn.”
“What’s got your panties in a twist?” Fiona asks softly in her ear. She follows Cathryn’s gaze. “Oh, him.”
“I hate to have to do it, but I think it is time to cancel his membership.”
“Cat, that’s extreme,” she pauses and frowns. “Do you think we tried everything?”
“None of the Dommes wants to go near him, and I cannot blame them. I had one scene with him and it was exhausting. I spend most of my time just trying to keep him in line. I did not enjoy one second of it.”
“Me too,” Fiona admits sadly, then her eyes light up in naughty anticipation.
“Fiona, you have the look in your eyes. What are you planning?”
“Mindy and Cindy are back, and they will be here tonight,” she whispers.
Cathryn grins, “You are so bad Fiona, but the twins are our best option, or I will be forced to terminate his membership.”
“Yip, but are we going to give them a heads up?”
Cathryn thinks for a second before answering, “No, let them go into this without any preconceived notions.”
“Mistress,” a young man dressed in only tiny leather shorts hesitates on the top step of the staircase.
Fiona saunters over and strokes his black hair. “Mmm, you look so yummy tonight…” she purrs.
He blushes furiously before spluttering, “Mistress Cat asked me to let her know when Mistresses Mindy and Cindy are here. They have arrived and are in the dressing rooms at the moment…”
“Thank you, Toby. That will be all.” Cathryn orders.