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The Sexy, Powerful Mistress Lover

September 14, 2013 by scarletdarkwood

For all you guys out there, do you like sirens and sexy, hot-blooded lusty vixens in bed, one who takes control of activities in the bedroom and leaves you panting for more? Do all you women want to be like these alluring creatures, with all their sensuous, flirty, and confident ways?

As I write my current WIP, Mistress Of The House, Thelma Starnsby, fresh from her stint at The House, is just that woman who is a powerful seductress who finds a way to practice all her sexual schooling on her beloved Harry Wisenburg, the man who sets her heart on fire. Hurt by his first wife, who turned their marriage bed into a proverbial icebox, Harry has repressed his sexual desire, refusing to acknowledge carnal pleasure in any way. But little by little, Thelma leads him into a hotbed of fun, exploration, and self-discovery, allowing him to return to the pleasures of sexual bliss.

Readers who have read Pleasure House, will remember that Thelma actually showed up and talked a little bit to Rose, telling her how she lured Harry into her web of intrigue. Like Wille and Louise, who come to life in Master Of The House, Thelma and Harry also come to life in this new WIP. And I must say, as I work on this current piece, I enjoy seeing these characters emerge, just like I saw Wille and Louise evolve in Master Of The House.

I’ll be telling more about this new work in future posts, but in the meantime, think about women and how you view them where sex is concerned. Do you like vixens in bed, or do you like the quieter, more submissive type? Do you like women calling the shots? Do you think men can be insecure about their performance in bed? Can a bad sexual relationship turn a man off completely from sex, making him shy away or give up? Do you think we have evolved or devolved in our views and treatment of women? I’d love to hear what you think, so don’t be afraid to speak up!

The Name Game: Crazy, Fun Asylum Dancing

June 2, 2013 by scarletdarkwood

If you’ve read the works I’ve been creating, the scenes either take place in an asylum, or the character is leaving the asylum to return home. Though I try to hint at the time period without coming right out and saying it, the stories are set anywhere in the 1920’s and 1930’s, a time where anyone could be dumped off at the local “crazy house” and left there to stay–forever until death did they part.

You’d think when Asylum came on, I’d have watched that show like a hawk. But like I’ve said in other posts, I didn’t faithfully watch American Horror Story: Asylum, though I did catch a few episodes. If you read Pleasure House and Dance of Desire, you’ll notice that I include dancing as part of my work. When I present Master Of The House, you’ll still read scenes with dancing.

Why this intrigue with dance? Because it’s not only fun to watch, it’s fun to do. Dancing has been around since the creation of time, used in ritual and ceremony, including the ceremony of wooing someone of the opposite sex. Dancing is healthy, but it’s also sexy, alluring, and guaranteed to get the lust boiling, if performed a certain way.

From dancing in the buff to sparkling, flowing costumes, a dancer can express an array of emotions to happiness to sadness, to “come hither if you dare.” In Asylum, the creators added in the dance scene with Jessica Lange performing “The Name Game”–which she performed herself, if you hadn’t guessed already. I love this scene, not only because it’s dancing, but I like the way the creators of Asylum showed the craziness of the human mind, and how we all can free associate in an instant, with only a few words spoken or the vision of an item as a small hint to get the mind rolling in all kinds of directions. I’ve included a link to that Name Game scene performed by Jessica Lange. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

Name Game: Asylum: American Horror Story

Dance Of Desire Is Published!

February 1, 2013 by scarletdarkwood

Dance of Desire Is Published!!

Dance of Desire

Oh, I’m so excited about this one! This latest work is the first from my new series: House Tales From The Archives. These stories will feature characters (actual or mentioned) from the first novel, Pleasure House. In this particular story, Daren, the sexy, red-headed attendant finds Serena, an admit from the other side of The House, dancing alone in a clearing one night. Smitten by her beauty, he continues to go to the clearing hoping to catch a glimpse of her.

When he sees her do something rather unusual one night, he vows to have her with him on his naughty side of The House. During an afternoon outing, Serena’s questioning of Daren make him fear the worst: Is she falling in love with him?

He soon discovers, however, that she really has her heart set on someone else in the community. A crafty teacher, Daren provides her only one opportunity to win the love of her heart, or else remain a resident at The House, forever abandoned by her family and society.

Can she do it? When she’s put to the test, her resolve nearly crumbles, endangering her only hope for freedom and to the one she loves.

An Erotic Cross Over

September 22, 2012 by scarletdarkwood

The video below, by Jose Castelo Branco, gave me the inspiration for the cross dresser scene in Pleasure House. Rose has never encountered crossdressers before and the admits and attendants on this floor give her a real treat. Click the link to watch from where the ideas came!

Inspiration For Pleasure House

. . . At the back of the room, others gathered around a large dining table filled with silver trays of food and crystal goblets of fine drink. A sparkling, elegant chandelier hung from above. In the front right corner of the room stood a large, decorative screen covered with scenes of lovers engaged in various carnal acts. In the front left corner of the room sat the musicians, all playing an assortment of drums, flutes, and other unidentified tinkling items, while men in tight loin cloths danced in time to the music, swinging their hips and waving their arms, stepping left and right in a lively rhythmic pattern. A sheen of perspiration illuminated their facial features, showing off glittering eyes and luscious lips painted with bright cosmetics.

“Come, you dance with us.”

. . . Rose found the dance patterns easy, picked up her pace with more enthusiasm as her confidence increased, and surrendered to the partnership. The music pounded in her ears, and after several minutes, the rhythm and movement of the dance intoxicated her. Her partner took her hand in his and pulled her a few steps to the right, then pushed her a few steps to the left. He raised his hand, and Rose took the liberty of performing a dainty, little twirl—right into the arms of the lady in red.

“Oh, I’m so . . . !” Rose locked onto a pair of bright eyes, their piercing glint soulful and penetrating. She studied the face before her, the well-formed nose, and the strong, square jaw line which curved down to a nice, rounded chin. Like many of the others in the room, certain facial features bore evidence of the skillful application of cosmetics. Both hands, though neatly manicured, exuded a certain force between their widths, but she marveled most at the strength of the arms wrapped around her waist. Within their embrace, she became overwhelmed by an intense energy, a radiating heat that threatened to suffocate her, and the scent of bergamot and myrrh made her swoon. Rose gave a small cry of surprise as the figure scooped her up and, with quick, graceful steps, moved toward the opposite corner of the room. Once situated behind the privacy of the screen, Rose found herself placed on a large, soft cushion. The lady in red loomed over her as if to consume her very being.

A surge of panic set in, and Rose writhed to get away from the stronghold of muscular thighs locked in position on either side of her hips, held fast by the weight over her.

“Please, let me . . . !”

“Sh-h-h, silencio. Quiet, please, amor. No need to be afraid.”

The soft, sultry voice made Rose stop and blink her eyes in amazement. “You’re—“

“I am Ramón. And yes, I am . . .”

“. . . A man!” But you’re so beautiful . . .” She stared, unable to remove her eyes, his beauty taking her breath away.

“Thank you, amor. You are most kind, but I think you are the beautiful one, la hermosa.” Rose’s heart quickened; the hard bulge between his thighs pressed harder against her sex.

Without thinking, Rose reached up and moved her finger across the fabric of Ramón’s gown, her brows knit together, perplexed. “You . . . you like women . . . even though you wear . . . ?”

“I adore not only women, but everything associated with female beauty. I love silky fabric against my skin, the touch of cold metal and sparkling gems around my neck. With cosmetics, I can transform myself and be one as beautiful as yourself, even if only for just a moment in time. In this way, I honor and pay tribute to the power and beauty and strength of the woman.”

Rose pondered his words in silence. Meanwhile, from the chestnut-colored depths of Ramón’s eyes, a quiet hunger surged. In lusty anticipation, he licked his lips with a glossy tongue and peered into Rose’s face. “Allow me to immerse myself in your beauty, taste your divine sweetness.” Rose shifted under his weight, aroused by his declarations and eloquent request. The hidden place between her thighs responded with an outpouring of hot, thick moisture, and she tried in vain to open herself up to this strange person who wielded power over her. Ramón’s thighs held her fast.

“You’re allowed,” Rose said. With a serene smile, she reached behind her neck, untied the straps of her dress, and threw her arms behind her head. . . .

Pleasure House Is Published!

September 16, 2012 by scarletdarkwood

Pleasure House

Pleasure House is now published! Whew, that feels good! After nearly a year of hard work, I finally did it. I completed my first novel.

This story contains fun scenes with edge play thrown into the bargain. Pleasure House is a unique, steamy erotica novel where Rose, the main character, is suddenly hauled off to the local asylum because her parents disapprove of her erotomania. Though her parents mean well, they unwittingly send her off to a place where her tendencies are welcome and even rewarded. In this BDSM story, Rose makes several new acquaintances who introduce her to not only traditional pleasures of the flesh, but edge play as well. Loaded with some unusual scenes you may not find elsewhere, this novel will entertain you with a carnal, raunchy funfest loaded with sexy activities!

Crystal Chandeliers And Marble Halls

September 13, 2012 by scarletdarkwood

Mead Building — Inspiration for the Marble Staircase in Pleasure House

When I first saw this photograph by Christopher Payne, I was smitten like a starry-eyed schoolboy catching a glimpse of a pretty girl. This lobby of Yankton State Hospital was once pristine and beyond beautiful, I imagine. It’s so hard to believe that the old asylums for the mentally ill are dilapidated and condemned buildings now. Oh, it’s true that some of them are still in use, but many have been torn down or left to their doom, rotting away for all eternity, it seems. But back to why I love this photograph: it showed me long-lost beauty. It also provided me with the inspiration for the marble staircase I mentioned so much in Pleasure House. If you read my last installment snippet, you’ll remember that Rose had just been admitted into the lobby of The House, and was stunned by its magnificence.

Of course, I took the liberty of adding statues on the landing, portraits on the wall, and a crowning, sparkling crystal chandelier that hung from the ceiling. When I look down the hall of this particular photograph, I imagine John’s office at the very end on the left. I have no idea what’s beyond the archway, but that’s what makes it all so much fun. I used this photograph to map out a lot of things in my asylum world. I also tried to imagine what I didn’t see, like what did the opposite hallway look like? When I’m writing, I can find all kinds of inspiration for my scenes by looking through photographs and seeing if any elements catch my eye. Many of my scenes in Pleasure House were gained from photographic images of old mental health hospitals. Even through the chipped paint, broken windows, and tattered furniture, you can see an old beauty that refuses to die. I chose to use the elements in my novel and make them come alive once again!