Wednesday Humps! Tied Desire by @MeganSlayer #mm #gayromance #sexy #erotic #novella #humpdayhump


Welcome to the Hump Day Humps! Here’s my contribution… Tied Desire!! Enjoy!

Tied Desire by Megan Slayer Image

Club Desire Book 1

M/M, Anal Sex, Toys, Spanking, BDSM


Resplendence Publishing


Get your rocks off however you want at Club Desire. We’re not easy and we’re not free, but we are discreet. Find your fantasy in the club.

Ford Gehrig likes everything hard—his racing and his sex life. His career driving stock trucks is riding high. He’s a top performing rookie. Club Desire fulfills his needs for pain in his pleasure. But even a strong man has his breaking point. His wounds run deep and won’t be easy to overcome. Will the club be his salvation or his downfall?

Master Zane knows the rough side of the club well. He’s been at Desire longer than many of the Doms. Few subs turn his head like Ford. He wants the hot blond on his table, against his cross and in his bed. Nothing at the club comes easily, but Zane’s not one to give up. Will he be able to pierce the protective walls around Ford’s heart, or will his own past be the barrier he can’t destroy?

Only time, some cuffs and a few spankings will tell if this tied desire is meant to last.

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“Stand. I want you to sit on the couch with me.” Zane offered his hand.

Albeit tentatively, Ford cooperated. He rose and followed the Master to the oversized leather sofa. For the first time since he’d entered Zane’s private space, he glanced around. Instead of the stark look of T’s room, this one was decorated in rich burgundys and navys. A couple floor lamps provided light. The standard bondage bed and a mattress on a platform completed the otherwise lush look.

“We need to talk. Please sit.” Zane’s words forced Ford to look at him. “Were you happy with T?”

Ford eased down beside Zane, not touching the larger man. Should he answer honestly? Might as well. “I enjoyed our time together.”

But I’d rather he’d have been you. Oh shit. He couldn’t admit that.

Ford allowed himself to ogle Zane. Full muscle in every part of his body, his arms were both sleeved in tattoos and a thick leather X crisscrossed his sculpted chest. A barbell decorated his right nipple. His leather pants molded around his strong legs.

For the first time since Ford had come to Desire, he looked Zane in the face. Scruff darkened his thin cheeks and dark lashes ringed his eyes. His black hair stood in spikes and twin earrings dangled from his left ear. He didn’t have telltale smile lines around his mouth. Didn’t the man grin at anything? Ford doubted Zane could be sad with all of the sexy men and women at his disposal.

Zane’s brown eyes narrowed, and the crinkles formed at his brow. “Somehow, I don’t believe you enjoyed being with T.”  He trailed his fingers down Ford’s cheek. “He claims you get off on name calling and degradation. I don’t buy that. I can see you getting off on the power shift, but not the other. You seem too timid—in a good way—for that harsh of treatment.”

Ford pressed his lips together to keep from gawking. In less than a minute, Zane had read him well. “You’re correct, Sir.”

“I want to start there. I’ve watched you in action. I know what you like and don’t like, but I want to hear you tell me your boundaries.”

“No needles or blood. I’m squeamish. Don’t choke me or abuse me. I can take pain, and I’ll use my safe word when I get to my limits.” Ford held his head high. “I enjoy the paddle, being restrained and sucking cock.”

“Very good.” Zane curled his fingers beneath Ford’s chin. “What’s your safe word?”

“Biscuit, Sir.”

“Nice.” Zane nodded. “Since T has seen fit to toss you back into the submissive pool, I’m stepping in. You’re mine. Do you wish to play?”

All of Ford’s desires and fantasies were coming true. Sure, he hadn’t wanted to part with T, but if he could spend time with Zane, then perfect. Ford wished he’d worn appropriate clothing for a scene, but who cared. He didn’t. Time to channel his sorrow into something sexy.

Ford placed the still full beer bottle on the floor, folded his hands and bowed his head. “Yes, Sir. I’d like to play.”

©Megan Slayer 2014


Love Lessons Series by @WendiZwaduk #BDSM #Romance #erotic #mf #contemp

The Love Lessons Series

Life isn’t easy and finding your way isn’t any easier. These couples work together and have to decide if they can keep their desires platonic or go to the next level.

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Drawn Together

Book one in the Love Lessons Series

By Wendi Zwaduk



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His perfect match is in the last place he expects—across the courtyard.

Graig Case wants to teach history and coach baseball. Plain and simple. But nothing in his life has been simple. He’s also got a secret. He loves to watch the sexy woman across the courtyard dance. He’d love for his fantasy girl to be his best friend, but fantasy and reality don’t always mix.

Tessa Martin has given up on love. She’s played second fiddle most of her life. Guys like hanging out with her. Being one of the guys doesn’t keep her warm at night. Still, she indulges in her one treat—dancing for Graig. No emotions involved means no one gets hurt.

Except when they end up working in the same school in the same hallway…then all bets are off.

Reader Advisory: This book contains anal sex and the use of toys.

Publisher’s Note: This book has previously been released elsewhere. It has been revised and re-edited for re-release with Totally Bound Publishing.

General Release Date: 26th September 2017


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Tuesday Teaser ~ Constant by @MeganSlayer #mm #romance #BDSM #D/S


This week’s tease comes from an older title of mine, but still a good one. Constant. Hot, steamy and lots of yummy fun. Check these guys out!!

Constant by Megan Slayer constant_pride_exlarge_PNG-180x288

M/M, Anal Sex, Spanking, Knife Play, BDSM, Bondage


Pride Publishing

He demands his submissive’s body and soul…but can he accept his sub’s heart?

Roddy Green never planned to fall in love and certainly not with his Dom, but every time he goes into Darkness, a fetish club, he falls for Vegas all over again. Being in love isn’t the same as being loved in return. Vegas is there to do a job—not to build a romance. But what if the main constant in Roddy’s life is also the one person he can’t live without?

Andrew Vegas knows his job. He’s a Dom. But there is more than one side to him and he’s tired of keeping the other parts of him hidden. One man makes him feel safe and comfortable enough to open up—his pet, Roddy. But will Roddy, the producer of a local news broadcast, want to be with a man with secrets?

Reader Advisory: This book contains references to light knifeplay.

Publisher’s Note: This book contains characters who also appear in Permanent.

General Release Date: 21st July 2015

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“You’re ready for this form of play.” He slapped Roddy hard on the ass with his bare hand. He slid his middle finger between Roddy’s ass cheeks. “Who does this belong to?”

“You, Sir,” Roddy answered. He held his reservations in check. Master Vegas had said the word play. Not love, not romance or desire. Just play. He shouldn’t have hinged his hopes on Master Vegas wanting him in a romantic way.

“You belong to me. Say it again.” Master Vegas punctuated his words with flat-handed spanks on Roddy’s butt. He tapped Roddy’s asshole on the last word.

“You, Sir.” He flexed his hole, ready to allow Master Vegas into his body. The toys and masturbation weren’t enough. He needed a real man.

“Good, pet.” Master Vegas dribbled chilly lube down the crack of Roddy’s butt. He continued tapping Roddy’s hole. “How much do you want me here?”

“I crave you, Sir.” At least he’d been honest. He pressed his face into the warm leather. “Please, Sir? Fuck me.” He wanted his Sir in his ass right now. Needed him. Couldn’t wait another minute.

“You expect a lot.” Master Vegas caressed his middle finger over Roddy’s hole, then eased inside. He pushed past the tight ring of muscle until he buried himself two knuckles deep.

Holy shit. Roddy wanted to thrust. Every instinct told him to ride Master Vegas’ middle finger. Instead, he held back. He wasn’t in control.

“Good, pet. You’re withholding for me. Pleasing me.”

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Club Rules, #2

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Find your wildest fantasies at the Q…

Master G knows his subs and his limits. His heart is never involved, but he’s always careful. Except when Mistress Dee is involved—then all bets are off.

Mistress Dee lives to fulfill the needs of her subs, including one desiring a hot ménage with her and another man. She knows just who to ask. But can the Master she wants also be the man she needs?

Search Terms: LGBT, M/M, Erotica, Bondage, M/M/F, Menage, BDSM, Contemporary Romance, Contemporary, Contemporary Erotic Romance



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“I have a client who wants to take part in a ménage.” She let go of him, then perched on the edge of the console in front of him. “His name is James and he’s very receptive to me, but he wants more than just me.” Each breath accentuated the pull of the leather across her full breasts. Glitter shone on her upper chest and the tiny daisy dangled from the piercing in her navel. He longed to run his tongue over every inch of her body.

“I see.” Master G folded his arms. His heart leapt. In his fifteen years as a Dom at The Q, he rarely gave in to being a sub. He also hardly ever worked with another Dom on the same sub. The need for Mistress Dee continued to battle his inner need to dominate.

“This isn’t the first time he’s asked me.” She crossed her long legs and the patent leather on her boots shimmered in the light. “I’ve told him no before because I couldn’t find the right person to serve as that third. I’m very particular.” She flipped a lock of her ebony hair over her shoulder. “Now I know who I want. You.”

His heart lodged in his throat. There wasn’t a guarantee of something long-term—not that he wanted long-term—but she’d noticed him as more than just another guy at the club. He dipped his head once. “Tell me your conditions.”

“You’ll do what I ask and submit to me.” She stood, meeting him eye to eye. He studied the deep brown of her eyes. A man could lose himself in those eyes.  She pursed her crimson lips. “Think you can do that? No topping from the bottom.” She brushed her ample breasts over his chest enough to make his skin burn. He groaned when she flattened her hands on his pecs. “I’ll never humiliate you, but I expect complete submission.”

He hadn’t bottomed in a long time, but hell, the way she touched him, he wanted to crawl on the floor behind her. “Can’t do it forever,” he replied, “but I can do what you ask.”

“That’s what I need.” Mistress Dee gripped the leather criss-crossing his chest. Her nails scraped his sensitive skin. “You on your knees doing what I ask.”

“Then I will.” He sucked in a long breath, then dipped his head and exhaled. Dear God, he couldn’t wait for the encounter. “When, Mistress?”

Everyday Kinky Challenge #6 ~ The Photo Shoot

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It’s August and it’s time for a new theme for the challenge! People!! Check out my challenge offering this week and see what you think.


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©Megan Slayer, 2016, All Rights Reserved

The truth is I needed the money. I’m not much for photos and I hate sitting still, but I’m broke. Flat, frickin’ broke. Normally, I’d scrounge at my place of employment–the Italian restaurant–for something to eat. There’s always a little extra made, so I get by. But this week, I wanted to go to the club. Not just any club. I wanted to see him.

To see my Sir, I needed money. So here I sit. I’m not thrilled. Hell, I’d rather be just about anywhere else.

“Don’t slouch,” the photographer said.

I hear her, but I don’t care. I’m not even sure this is worth the hundred bucks.

“Boy? Sit up.”

I froze. I knew that voice. My Sir? I wanted to look, but he’d given me a command. I drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly while I sat up straight. I wanted to please him.

“Better,” Sir said. “You’re doing this for club money?”

“Yes, Sir,” I murmured, trying to hold still as much as possible.

“Allow her to take the photos and behave. Once you do, I’ll reward your hard work,” Sir said.

“Yes, Sir.” I could do this. I’ll get to see Sir when I’m done. I can handle what I’m doing. I can do this.

Saturday Spankings ~ Raining Men by @MeganSlayer #satspanks


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Did I give you an earworm? You’re hearing Raining Men by the Weather Girls right now, aren’t you? I’ve got it, too. First, I love the song. It’s great and catchy. Second, it fit so well with my story, Raining Men. Leo, a Dom at Club Desire, created the Raining Men event as a mixer, complete with Glitter Rain because, well, he loves glitter rain. The mixer works by bringing men together who might not do so otherwise. My snippet below involves Leo and his sub, Ty, a baseball player, who has been injured during a baseball game. The snippet is a little longer than normal, but I wanted to include the setup. See what you think and happy listening to the earworm. Grin!

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Club Desire book 8


M/M, Anal Sex, BDSM, Spanking, Toys,


Resplendence Publishing


Sparks fly in the midst of a glitter rain.

Tyrone Zade fell for his Dom the first time they were together. He knew Sir was the only one for him. He needs the spanking and domination to level himself out. He knows his heart and what he desires. When he visits Raining Men night and sees Leo in the glitter shower, he can’t hold back. But can this baseball player who isn’t out yet, be true to himself and the game he loves?

Leo never planned to settle down. Hell, he never planned on taking on a permanent sub. He lives his life freely and doesn’t report to anyone. But he’s lying to himself. He’s seen the other Doms pairing up as well as others finding love at Club Desire and when he’s with Ty, his life balances out. Can he accept the sub he needs and the life he wants, or will he allow fear to win and push Ty away?

Anything can happen when it’s raining men.

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With no hesitation, Ty scrambled into place. He eased onto Leo’s thighs and waggled his ass.

Taunting Leo? Dangerous, bratty sub. He’d earn more punishment for that move. Leo arranged the lube and brush beside him. “Raise up for me for a moment.”

Ty did as told, and Leo eased the necktie around Ty’s head, obscuring his vision.

“Thank you, Sir.” Ty sighed and seemed to relax.

“Good.” He patted Ty’s ass. “Back on your belly.” He waited until Ty complied. Once he did, Leo smoothed his palm over Ty’s butt. He drew wide circles, caressing and massaging, calming his sub and getting him to lose himself to the feeling. “Such a nice ass. So firm and just the way I like it.” He flattened his palm and pressed his fingers into the taut flesh.

Another moan escaped Ty’s throat.

Just where he wanted Ty—relaxed. Leo brought his hand down hard on Ty’s ass. The sound ricocheted around the room. Before the noise stopped, he spanked Ty again. A red handprint blossomed on Ty’s skin. Instead of adding another swat, he resumed caressing Ty’s ass with the broad circles. “Good boy. You take this well.”

“Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir. Feels good.”

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Everyday Kinky Challenge #3 ~ The Chair

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This week for the Kinky Challenge, I went a little old school. One of my favorite parts of kink is finding everyday objects to use for the kink. Don’t get me wrong. There are some great toys, too, but it’s fun to find something a little out of the ordinary. Now, you might say a chair isn’t out of the ordinary. It’s not, but how you use it can be. Read on!

256px-Swedish_Windsor_ChairsBy No machine-readable author provided. Fred J assumed (based on copyright claims). [CC BY-SA 1.0 (, via Wikimedia Commons

©Megan Slayer, 2016, All Rights Reserved

I wasn’t sure what Sir meant when he said he’d bought me a present. I mean, a new dining room set wasn’t my idea of a present. It’s something you need, sure, but… but a present is like a tie or a bracelet. He’d instructed me to wait for him. I was to be nude and have two neckties with me. I did what he’d asked, but I still wasn’t sure about the present.

“Don’t like it?” Sir asked. He eased up behind me and wound his arms around me. “Sit.”

“Yes, Sir.” I did as he asked and perched on the curved-back chair and bunched my hands at my sides.

“Good boy.” He grasped my wrist, then wound the tie around one of them. “You’ll come to love this.”

I would. I loved everything he did. I shivered and focused on the carpet at my feet. He bound both of my wrists to the chair.

“Look down.” He knelt at my feet and toyed with something at the front of the seat. He tugged a piece of wood loose. I gasped as the firm wood beneath my ass gave way. He smiled. “Now you thought you’d hate my present.”

“I–Sir.” I shivered again. My ass was exposed. Anyone else who came into the room would see the chairs and think they were normal. Not me. “Thank you?”

“Don’t like it?” He clapped his hands. “Boy.”

The man we sometimes played with, a fresh-faced 21 year-old stepped around the corner.

“You know what to do.” Sir tilted his head to the side. “Do it.”

The sub, fully nude as well, strode into the room. He held a plank of wood in both hands. Was he going to spank me with that? Jesus. The sub eased behind me, out of sight.

The plank of wood came out from under the chair between my calves. I didn’t have to see what was happening to know what the sub was doing. His wet tongue danced between my ass cheeks. Sir knelt in front of me and opened a set of butterfly clips. He fastened one to each of my nipples, then tugged on the chain holding the clips together. I grunted. Oh, this would be fun, but torture and I welcomed every bit.

I learned my lesson. I’d never doubt any of Sir’s presents again.