Friday, November 22, 2013

Caned upon the bride-saddle: Emily's Shameful Ride #SatSpanks

I know there are other readers and writers who, like me, are deeply interested in world-building. This book of EXPLORATIONS, in addition to the shameful ride (which is very, very shameful), has a whole bunch of world-building for the great drama into which Victorian Emily is to be initiated, all centered on the history of a sacred device called the "bride-saddle." I sincerely hope the phrase does to you what it does to me. . .
"Edmund?" I asked, for I was longing as never to that moment I had longed. "Edmund, Sir, I. . ." I looked down at the Persian rug below the bride-saddle, and gripped the handles very hard, and, unable to stop myself, tried to work the muscles in my thighs and bottom, under my husband's loins, in search of something to soothe myself. "I. . . I'm sorry, Sir--I can't. . . help. . ." 
He seemed to come to himself. "Don't you dare do that to yourself," he said softly and menacingly. He slowly climbed off me, making me groan, and with the utmost difficulty I stilled my legs. 
Then, an instant later, I heard a sound I had heard only once before, in the solarium at Elmhurst, and then the succeeding "thwack" and then the burning line, different to anything else in the world, across my bottom.
And the blurb!
Edmund’s bride-saddle, which had never been used before, had no built-in fascinus, and so I was spared at least the menacing sight of the upthrust deity, though I was to learn not many days later that the cover of the saddle could easily be changed to reveal the ring into which would be set any of a number of fittings, and I was to learn also that a recent revolution in the manufacture of bride-saddles had brought it about that these rings were now standardized in such way that girls could be required to bring their own fascini to any occasion, and then forced to fit them to the house’s saddle themselves, and mount.  
In the 29th book of Explorations, Victorian Emily's ultimate defloration occurs atop her husband's bride-saddle, while in fantasy-Emily continues her shameful service to her husband's junior colleagues. 
This book of Explorations contains fiction elaborating the following sorts of fantasy that you may wish to avoid: Mf, MMMf (no sex among the Ms), anal, spanking, watersports. It's intended for over-18 audiences who, like me, are interested in exploring the lines between pleasure and pain, dominance and submission, and fantasy and reality. All characters depicted are consenting adults.
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37 comments:

  1. So sorry for her - to me the cane always sounds so horrible even though others revel in it. Nice snip.

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    1. Thanks, Leigh! Victorian Emily doesn't revel in it, but she does like the after-effects!

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  2. I want to say nice snippet but you can't say nice and cane in the same sentence, can you? :) Well, maybe you can among our group...

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  3. Yeowch! Something tells me that now she will have even more difficulty controlling herself. You do like to tease the reader, don't you?

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  4. I am trying to picture the bride-saddle. It sounds very intriguing.

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  5. I'm with Cara, wish I could see a picture! Haha. Also, you've piqued my interest with the MMMf aspect.

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  6. The cane is different to anything else in the world, thank God. Yeouch!

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  7. Your vocabulary always astounds me, Emily. You compose very erotic word pictures that always leave me wondering -- why. Not why you wrote the piece, but why the characters interact the way they do. Edmund seems exceptionally cold and unemotionally involved. I assume he wants an heir, or perhaps he merely desires a submissive who will be available to him at all times. I don't know. A part of me wishes Victorian Emily would break through his icy containment to achieve her own satisfaction. Another part of me wishes to wipe the look of smug superiority off Edmund's face. He arouses strong emotions in me, but not in a romantic way, and I feel protective of Emily. I'm not a passive reader or person.

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    1. Thanks for an incredibly perceptive comment, Kathryn. It's actually in this book that Edmund finally shows that Emily has gotten to him: she gradually gains the upper hand through her own deeper understanding of their dynamic. He *thinks* he's just looking for a submissive wife, but with the help of Mrs. Smith's training Victorian Emily teaches him her true value, and in the process grasps that value herself. Or that's the way it works, if I've done what I set out to do. Tall order, though, and I may not have achieved in Victorian Emily that true "submissive regnant" character I at which I keep making runs.

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  8. Great snippet, Emily. The bride saddle intrigues while the cane just scares the bejesus out of me.

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  9. The 'thwack' and the burning line... gets me every time! Excellent as always, Emily :)

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  10. Great excerpt, Emily! Has me tingling.

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  11. This sounds wonderful! Love the snippet!

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  12. I have to say, pace Kathryn above, I like the cold, formal, Victorian-ness embodied by Edmund. It enables and provides such contrast; such potential-rich dissonance between the 'proper' and the (shamefully) sexual. Definitely an enjoyable space to explore!

    Poor Victorian Emily... not :D

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    1. I'm with you, though it's important to me that the marriage also have a certain perceptible distance about it--in my mind at least they don't love each other in the sense that we moderns think should be the basis of every marriage. But I think I'm just agreeing that I love exploring that space!

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  13. Lovely snippet! You have such a way with words. Ouch! The cane is definitely an implement unparalleled (thank God) by anything else.

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  14. Loved your snippet Emily and like the others I would loved to see a picture of the spanking saddle :)

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    1. Thanks, Constance! Some day I want to commission an artist to draw a picture, but there's rather a detailed description in this book. :D

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  15. Your language and descriptions are always so lovely and intriguing and naughty at the same time.

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  16. The description drew me in so completely. Ouch! ;)

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  17. The snippet and the blurb are both very hot!

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