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"A Little's New Holidays"- novella release 7/30/2019, links for preorder ASAP. Please enjoy this snippet and the cover reveal at the bottom of this post!
I wrote "A Littl'e's New Holidays" in first person so it can be a fictional extension of my real relationships and interests.
From "January- Spankymas- the two days between Shaman's and my birthdays"
Daddy,” I call out while holding a pony, drawing out the d's in the middle, “I has an idea for something fun for the year. Are ya game?”
Daddy rolls his eyes. “So being a Little means messed up words to you? I thought we agreed to no lisping.”
“I didn't lisp when I asked are ya game, Daddy.” I kneel in front of him in his big recliner chair. “Are ya? Are ya?”
“What's your idea? I hope it doesn't cost a lot.”
“We make a year of new holidays. One a month, Daddy. Things we like better than established holidays that give us bad memories.” I bat my eyelashes at him as I look at his face. “Like since your days off fall on the day after your birthday and the next, we'd have those two days to have Spankymas, to link our birthdays.” I nod with what I hope is a serious expression. I fall back onto the ground, narrowly missing his computer, as I burst into giggles.
Daddy reaches down to grab me by my collar.
“Daddy, Daddy! I said the day after your birthday!” I yelp as I find myself falling across his lap and grabbing the side of his chair so I don't knock a bunch of stuff to the floor.
“If I'm your Daddy, I think I can spank you whenever you're being a brat. And that's most of the time you're awake.”
I'm sometimes 4, 12, or an adult. Those are in my head and behavior- I'm physically an adult. Bad memories make most holidays hard so my Daddy let me create 12 new ones. You know you wanna join me for a year of a Little's New Holidays.
I'm always a person into BDSM- no matter what age I'm feeling. So some of the holidays include sex, whips, and other toys of an adult nature. But I like to color too. Stuffed animals are also very, very important. As you enjoy the story, you'll have to see what age I am.
Publisher's warning (or promise, depending on your point of view): BDSM, Ageplay (It's BDSM involving consenting adults), sexual intercourse, coloring, tea parties, bondage, nonbinary people.
As my Autistic mind often does, as I considered the inspiration picture away from my computer, I saw the image in the air before me. But then The Queen, a character from my "Vala's Story"-verse and part of my virtual family, demanded my attention.
Audrey stepped back from the St. Andrew's Cross on which she'd bound Onyx. "That's lovely." She gently tugged on the hoops piercing his nipples.
Onyx bellow with pain and pleasure, his neck muscles standing out prominently in his struggle. The moment she stopped pulling, he let out a loud exhale.
"What should I do with you?" Audrey taunted, pressing the bulge of er cock under her silky dress against his naked cock.
"Enjoy me, my Lady," Onyx whimpered.
"I haven't begun to do much to make you whimper, boy." She pressed soft kisses along his jaw.
His hips pumped, his ass hitting the black leather-covered wood loudly.
"Iven, come here," Audrey purred.
The short man ran across The Queen's main playroom. His skin glowed a medium bronze from his work outside on the grounds.
"Stand in front of Onyx, about 3 feet away." Audrey considered the sensation toys she'd collected. She moved the table and herself to Onyx's side so he could see Iven. "You like his cock, don't you?"
"Yes, my Lady." Onyx strained against the heavy leather cuffs holding him.
"Iven, stroke your cock until I say stop." As he reached down to obey, she grabbed a small Wartenberg wheel. Onyx's lips parted when she touched the middle of his chest with cold metal. With slight pressure, she rolled the pinwheel up and down Onyx's chest and belly three times.
Iven wrapped his hand around his cock, but then backed off to just two fingers.
Onyx groaned, his lips catching in an open circle when Audrey pressed one pointed tip against a nipple. "My Lady."
"Yes, the one who controls you." Using her long pinkie nail, she scratched his other nipple.
Onyx shot up the mere inches the cuffs would allow. His back arched. His cock jumped in the air with the extra pain and pleasure tantalizing his chest.
Iven brought his hand up to his mouth. His gaze connecting with Onyx, he thoroughly licked his palm. "Our Lady didn't say I shouldn't have an orgasm with her permission as my goal."
Dropping to flat foot, Onyx then looked to Audrey.
"Should I let him come and not you?" Audrey taunted.
"As it pleases you, my Lady." Onyx shrieked at her rolling the wheel over his cock, one tip going into his cumhole. "How wet you are! You didn't even need to lick your hand as Iven did." She moved the Wartenberg wheel between his thighs. She knelt at his feet.
"May I please touch my balls too, my Lady?" Iven rasped.
Audrey brought the wheel's spokes up to Onyx's genitals. "Yes, good boy." A drop of pre-cum shown on er hand. She pressed her thumb against his frenulum. "I think I'd like this pierced too, but probably by a professional piercer. What do you think?"
"Yes, please, my Lady," Onyx cried.
"I'll have to ask you again not during play." Audrey laughed. "Iven, would you like to see Onyx pierced again?"
"Oh yes, my Lady, especially if I can hold his hand," Iven said, his word punctuated with pants.
Audrey replaced the simple Wartenberg wheel she'd been using with a double barrel pinwheel. She drug it up Onyx's shaft, drawing another tortured shriek.
"Don't come without permission."
"What do I need to do for permission, my Lady? Iven asked with his words taking on a sweet, higher pitch.
Audrey dropped the pinwheel and then rushed through undoing Onyx's cuffs. "Fuck your cum into his face," she replied without looking. She reached up and pushed down on Onyx's shoulder. He sank to his knees and she continued, "and when you taste his cum, you may spill your seed on the floor."
Iven cupped Onyx's head as he slid his cock into the hot, wet hole. His toes curled into the carpet beneath his feet.
Onyx's throat moved.
"My good boys," Audrey murmured as Iven grasped Onyx's head with both hands.
"Yes, yes!" Iven threw back his head.
Onyx grasped Iven's naked ass. His hips went rigid just before his cum shot into a small pool on the scarlet carpet. He swallowed and shot another stream of cum.
"My good boys." Audrey pulled Onyx and Iven against her legs. "Let's go enjoy the hot tub."
"But you, my Lady," Iven protested.
"I'll enjoy your attentions later."
You can preorder "Summer Heat: Imperfectly Yours Volume 1" now on Amazon- it'll be live on July 23rd. Here's the link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07VBJGHDT?ref_=pe_3052080_276849420
And now I'll share another tidbit from my story in the anthology: "Between the Pages"--
Eyes glittering, Adam asked, “Can you please tell me the story of when we met again?”
“Sometimes I think I should make a picture book for you of this story.” Joon grinned.
The corners of his lips playing at a smile, Adam asked, “An audio book, maybe, 'cause I like hearing you tell it?”
“That might be the trick.”
Adam eased his body down onto the blanket, his head coming to rest on Joon's thigh. “So good to live in a city that has an ordinance protecting people like us. We can cuddle, right?”
Joon snorted. “Yes.”
We're having a release day party in the Facebook group in the Disability and Romance Authors and Readers group https://www.facebook.com/groups/1456675944444093/ Tuesday 7/23 from 10am EST to 6pm EST.
'm sorry to say that I can't give you a release date yet for "Summer Heat," the anthology in which my story "Between the Pages" will be published. For now, I'm going to let you meet Joon and Adam just a bit.
Joon dragged his hand through his bushy salt-and-pepper hair. Still more pepper. Thank goodness that Koreans look young longer. “It's a good afternoon to be at the library.”
“Yes it is. Can we please go to the teen section first? I want to finish the teen science series before finding an adult book about those topics,” Adam said.
“Sure.” Joon started toward the elevator with Adam walking alongside. “Thanks for not hurrying ahead, nae salang.”
“You're so fast on your wheels that I gotta hurry to keep up.”
Once inside the elevator, Joon pushed the third floor button.