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Cuffed by Megan Slayer

Black Velvet Society, Book 2

Changeling Press

Contemporary, BDSM, Toys, Spanking, Bondage, Anal Sex, M/F

Novella

Guarding her is the easy part. Not falling in love with her… impossible.

Molly Reynolds has the world at her fingertips. Her father is one of the biggest motion picture directors in Hollywood. She’s seen at the biggest parties and has shown up in the hottest magazines across the globe. But being famous doesn’t guarantee she’ll find love or the perfect partner to submit to.

Enter Black Velvet Society.

She’ll get what she wants… in every sexy way imaginable.

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EXCERPT:

Cuffed (Black Velvet Society)
Megan Slayer
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2014 Megan Slayer

“What Daddy doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” Molly Reynolds logged into her account at BlackVelvetSociety.com and scanned the open playrooms. She’d been a frequent visitor to the site for almost a year. Since her father was the biggest director in Hollywood, she couldn’t do much in public without grabbing attention. It also limited who she could see and be seen doing. One whiff of her participating in anything having to do with the BDSM scene, and her father would have a fit. The media would have a field day with the news.

What would people say if they found out she had a fantasy involving being arrested by a very hunky cop and being strip-searched? She pressed her knees together. Her skin sizzled and her pussy creamed. He’d have to use the handcuffs on her and spank her for being insubordinate. Maybe use a few toys to get her to confess to her crime and isolation to make sure she learned her lesson. She knew just what man she wanted as her cop.

FloggerDom30.

She’d never spoken to him in person, but their chats steamed up her computer. He understood her needs and wants. When she masturbated, he was the mental picture she used — dark hair cut close to his head, aviator sunglasses, and a chiseled jaw with just the right amount of scruff to abrade her inner thighs. Then there was the smug expression. His arms were covered with tattoos. Three thin hoops dangled from one earlobe. She couldn’t see the other ear in any of his pictures.

She fanned herself. He could sneer at her any day. Night after night, she turned to him for satisfaction. Hell, if it was possible to fall in love with a person in a chat room… she’d started to fall head over heels for him. She tried to ignore the niggling feeling he couldn’t feel the same way about her. Maybe this time would be different.

The name on his particular playroom, Dark Hall, wasn’t lit up. She drummed her fingers on the desktop. The more they chatted, the more she’d come to want to meet him in real life. She depended on him.

“Where are you when I need you?” She almost said “for a good fuck” but she wanted more from him than just sex. Sure, she wanted sex. Oral, anal… in her pussy — she didn’t care.

Just as she was about to log out, his playroom sign illuminated. “Yes,” she said to herself. She clicked on the door to the room and entered. FloggerDom30 was the only name there.

BabyDoll2310: May I enter your room, Sir?

She curled up tight in her chair. One of his rules when they played was obedience. The other was manners. She wanted to please him.

FloggerDom30: Yes, you may.

BabyDoll2310: Thank you, Sir. I’m wearing my bra and panties, Sir. Nothing else. I haven’t played with myself in two days.

FloggerDom30: Very good, little one. You please me. Do you wish to play?

BabyDoll2310: I do, Sir. Thank you, Sir.

FloggerDom30: Remove your bra and pinch your nipples. Pretend your hands are mine on your body. Tell me how you feel.

She shivered. This was what she lived for, his virtual hands and his direction telling her what to do. She popped the front clasp on her bra and shrugged out of the flimsy garment. Part of her wished he’d ask for a video chat. She wanted to perform for him. The cool air in her bedroom wrapped around her body, providing a nice contrast to the warmth in her veins. She pinched her nipples, rolling the tight bundles of nerves in her fingertips. A gasp escaped her lips. She closed her eyes and imagined her Flogger Dom caressing her.

The ping of the chat interrupted her quick fantasy. She snapped her eyes open and read what he’d written.

FloggerDom30: Does touching yourself feel good?

BabyDoll2310: It does, Sir. Thank you, Sir. I’d rather you really touched me.

She’d been bold to say exactly what she wanted. Most of the Doms she’d been in contact with either wanted the full attention of their sub or wanted to stay hands off. She never understood the hands-off part, except maybe they wanted the fantasy of the chat without the emotional reality. Part of her liked the dirty chats. The rest of her wanted him to be there touching her, ordering her…

What I'm #reading Friday with @meganslayer ~ Desk 88 by @SenSherrodBrown

I thought I’d start posting each Friday what book I’m reading. I love to read and why not share what I’m reading. Do you need to read it? That’s up to you to decide. It just happens to be what I picked up to read this week.

My first post involves a book I picked up because I like history. I like reading about what happened before and learning from said history. Senator Sherrod Brown wrote Desk 88 about progressive senators. I might not agree with everything they (or he) says, but I respect their thoughts. This isn’t a political ploy. I wanted to read about the senators that shared the same desk he now uses. It’s engrossing and interesting. Is it the book for you? You decide.

Despite their flaws and frequent setbacks, each made a decisive contribution to the creation of a more just America. They range from Hugo Black, who helped to lift millions of American workers out of poverty, to Robert F. Kennedy, whose eyes were opened by an undernourished Mississippi child and who then spent the rest of his life afflicting the comfortable. Brown revives forgotten figures such as Idaho’s Glen Taylor, a singing cowboy who taught himself economics and stood up to segregationists, and offers new insights into George McGovern, who fought to feed the poor around the world even amid personal and political calamities. He also writes about Herbert Lehman of New York, Al Gore Sr. of Tennessee, Theodore Francis Green of Rhode Island, and William Proxmire of Wisconsin.

Together, these eight portraits in political courage tell a story about the triumphs and failures of the Progressive idea over the past century: in the 1930s and 1960s, and more intermittently since, politicians and the public have successfully fought against entrenched special interests and advanced the cause of economic or racial fairness. Today, these advances are in peril as employers shed their responsibilities to employees and communities, and a U.S. president gives cover to bigotry. But the Progressive idea is not dead.

Recalling his own career, Brown dramatizes the hard work and high ideals required to renew the social contract and create a new era in which Americans of all backgrounds can know the “Dignity of Work.”

#writing or #plotprograms ~ to use or not to use? @meganslayer #evernighties

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I have to admit right off, I’m a writer who isn’t sure what a plot program is. I have no clue. So, the answer to this prompt is easy. I don’t use a plot program. As for a writing program, I don’t use that either.

I’m the type of girl who likes my good old pen/marker and paper, then the laptop. Yep. I tend to write a lot of the book out longhand (I hear you groaning. Don’t try to read the henscratch, but it’s soothing to write it out first), then put it in the computer. It’s almost NEVER exactly how I wrote it in the notebook. Almost NEVER.

I’m sure writing programs (outside of Word) are fine. I’ve heard lots of good things about them. I’ve just never bothered to learn how to use them or much about them. As for the plot programs…you read my thoughts earlier.

What about you? What’s your preference? Do you have one? Can you make any recommendations? I’m all ears.

#books I can't wait to read in 2020 @meganslayer #books #reading #TBRlist #longandshortreviews

This week’s post involves books I want to read for 2020. Ones I’m looking forward to reading.

I have to admit first off that I don’t tend to look at amazon for books that are coming out. I tend to go by what others suggest to read. I really do. I’m also part of a book club at my library (if you aren’t, consider joining a library book club, it’s a lot of fun and gets you into the library!) where we each choose a book, which tend to be the ones I wouldn’t have picked. So either I choose from suggestions or authors I already like. I’m leery to try new authors (New to me) on my own.

But… I’ve been trolling those lists of books I should read before I die. A little morbid, I agree. But, I digress. One of those lists is how I found the book A Tree Grows in Brooklyn. I wouldn’t have chosen it on my own, but I suggested it to the book club (they meet tonight and most of them complained at the length, so we’ll see how many read the book) and we read it. Honestly, I was surprised I liked it.

So what other books are there out there that I’m interested in reading in 2020?

Desk 88 by Sen. Sherrod Brown – it’s a book about the progressive senators who’ve shared desk 88 in the senate chamber. It’s history and I LOVE me some history.

Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov – it’s one of those books I want to read it just to see if it’s as bad as it’s supposed to be. Plus, it’s considered a classic.

Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert – I stared this one, but wandered. I don’t remember why, so I’m game to giving it a second try.

All About Love by Bell Hooks – a modern take on love. Doesn’t mean I’ll like the book, but I’m interested.

The Phantom Tollbooth by Norton Jester – I think I saw this as a movie, possibly with Eddie Munster in it. I want to read the book because I have the feeling I’ll like it better.

A book about Sally Ride. Why not?

A book about Wehrner Von Braun.

and…

Reaching for the Moon: The Autobiography of NASA Mathematician Katherine Johnson because she’s just plain freaking awesome.

What about you? What’s on your list for 2020? I’d love to know.

Complicated by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #newadult #moviestar #romance #hot #LGBTQ #erotic

Complicated by Megan Slayer

New Adult, Contemporary, M/M, LGBT, Erotic Romance

Megan Slayer Publishing

41,000 words

Finding the love of your life is hard, especially when you’re young and in the movies.

Jonathan Reynolds came to Cleveland, Ohio to break into the movies. He might not have the most orthodox methods, but he’s got the drive. He wants to be a star and shed his small town image. He’s no kid, although at twenty-one, he’s not very experienced. He’s happy with only having a few lines during a crowd scene—until he meets Sean Banks. Maybe it’s time for this virgin to come of age.

Sean Banks has been there, done that—on everything. The former child star grew up in the glare of the spotlight and beat his addiction to drugs and alcohol. But at twenty-four, he’s considered all washed up. He knows the role in this high budget action picture will catapult him back into the spotlight. He’s not ready to open his heart again, until he sees Jonathan. The young man captivates him. Can the jaded former star and the up-and-coming actor find common ground and passion between the sheets? Or will their love be relegated to the silver screen?

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EXCERPT:

©Megan Slayer, 2020, All Rights Reserved

“You picked him?” Sean rested his hands on his hips. He hadn’t been able to get the blond-haired man out of his brain all night. When he slept, his dreams revolved around the man. The moment he saw the call sheet, his day brightened. He’d never been big on younger men, but he did have a thing for dating his co-stars.

“Yeah, I did pick him,” the assistant director said. She rolled her eyes. “You cannot possibly be attracted to him. Aren’t you and Daniel having a thing?”

“Daniel? No.” He wasn’t interested in Daniel Young. Good God, they’d known each other since the first Ducky juice drinks commercial. They’d been friends, yes, but partners? Not going to happen.

“Then what’s wrong about this one? Too immature? Victor saw him act yesterday. He said the kid was pretty good.” She flipped through the sheets on her clipboard. “He only had a couple of lines, but even I bought into what he’d said.”

“Because you like all the actors,” Sean said. “Look, if he works out for the kiss scene, then cool. If not, I’m not doing a love scene with him. I don’t care.”

“You made eyes at him at the bar last night.”

“Him?” He feigned shock. Yes, he’d made eyes at the kid. Who hadn’t? He was gorgeous. Still, he refused to jump into bed with just anyone…again. He’d been through that phase already. Rehab helped him see everything differently, especially when he’d come so close to dying. He shuddered. The overdose opened his eyes so wide. He’d been destructive and careening out of control.

“Lover boy, you’ve got to meet him and pretend to have been lovers for years. Don’t yell at me. Suck it up.”

“You’re so nice to me.” He scanned over the call sheet. They’d do the read in half an hour and the run-through shortly afterwards. Maybe they wouldn’t get along and he’d be able to get away from the kid. Sean strolled downstairs to the second apartment set.

The director and the cameramen were already on site and chatting. The kid stood patiently to the side, apparently absorbing everything Victor said. What a newbie… Sometimes challenging the director added to the value of the movie.

“I’m here,” Sean announced. “Everyone have their scripts?”

Victor narrowed his eyes. “Stop the diva shit.”

“I’m ready.” The younger man stepped forward. He offered his hand. “I’m Jonathan. I’m happy to meet you.”

“Jonathan.” He shook hands. Either Jonathan truly had manners, like he’d displayed the night before, or he was the world’s best brown-noser. “So you’re playing Owen?”

“I believe so.” Jonathan inched away from Sean. “I’ve read through the script a bunch of times. I think I’m ready.”

Sean bit back a response. Part of him wanted to say, we’ll see. The rest of him wanted to see what the kid could do. 

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Mixing Mike by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #erotic #zeroohio #contemporary

Zero, Ohio

Mixing Mike

by Megan Slayer

Zero, Ohio, where the temperatures might be below freezing but you can always melt the frost with smoking hot sex. 

* * *

For these two men, this record could be the soundtrack to their lives – if they’re willing to mix things up.

Meticulous and organized, air traffic controller Mike Larson has every reason to be wary of mixing his passion for music with love. When Mike’s hunt to complete his Top 100 of the ‘80s list brings him to Vintage Vinyl, a shock of guyliner, dyed hair and flamboyant personality rocks his orderly world. Can he risk a step outside his comfort zone for a chance with Leon?  

Flamboyant Leon Sanders uses attitude to keep others at a distance, because he doesn’t believe in love or a lasting relationship. When he turns up the charm at his music store Vintage Vinyl, he makes the best sales. Something about the quiet man beckons Leon to give love a chance, but does he dare mix it up with Mike? 

Mixing Mike

Zero, Ohio

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“Watching these two flirt and find love was sizzling hot.  They have chemistry that just leaps off the pages of this book.  Pretty sure I have singed fingers now.  I like the idea that opposites really can find love and each brings what the other needs to the relationship. I pick up Ms. Slayer’s works for two reasons, she brings me stories that are original and well thought out and she always makes me fall in love and want more. I know I will be looking for more in the Zero, Ohio series in the future. Bring on the man love!” Redz World – Rated 5 shooting stars

Enjoy the following excerpt for MIXING MIKE:

“Good. You’re still here.” The voice stopped Leon. The people who came to Vintage tended to ask him for help locating special items, but none of them sounded quite like this guy—low and husky.

“I need to find George Benjamin,” the man said.

Leon whipped around, ready to tell the customer to go inside and fill out a special request form at the counter, when he paused. The moment he clapped eyes on the man, the breath wrenched from his body. Tall, blond, muscles—but not built like a brick wall—and green eyes. Holy hell, he loved green eyes.

Although the guy projected a calm, smooth exterior, the way he balled his fists made Leon wonder about his story.

“You’re looking for the Peach Slayers record, aren’t you, baby? It’s their rarest album, but the best music they ever made. Everyone wants a copy, but no one can seem to get their hands on it.” Leon hooked his fingers in his jeans pockets. The chains from his wallet to his belt loops clinked. “I had one and it grew legs. Someone stole it about four months ago, hon, but we might be able to find you something—close.”

“Oh.” Green eyes’ shoulders slumped. Still, the polo shirt wrapped around him like a second skin, giving tantalizing glimpses of the hard body underneath. “Damn. That’s the last one I don’t have.”

His salesman feelers perked. “You’ve got a collection or you just really like the hits of the ’80s, babe? Which one is it?” Leon shifted his weight from his left foot to his right and adjusted his pants to hide the burgeoning erection. God. Looking at a man with green eyes was now all it took to turn him on? What a horn ball. Still, something about the hunk made him want to look twice.

“It’s silly to most people, but I love music. All music. One of my things is to collect every number one album. I’ve got a whole list of the top hits of the 1980s and I’m only missing two.” He clenched and unclenched his fingers, then stuck out his hand. “Think you can help?”

Leon shook his hand. “I might be able to do—something. For a fee.” The guy liked music almost as much as he did and sounded almost as neurotically methodical about collecting records. “You’ve got the old Hot Twenty-Five lists?” A man after his own heart. “Okay, I’ve got to ask. Disc or vinyl? You strike me as the vinyl type, but I’ve been surprised before.”

“Vinyl all the way.” The guy smiled and his eyes twinkled. “I’m Mike.”

“And I am in love.”

@copyright Megan Slayer 2013