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Take it away, Victoria :-)
On the surface of it Caitlyn is a nasty piece of work. She’s rude and demanding and she keeps her distance from everyone she meets. She was quite difficult to write as I had to get into her head. Now, ask most people to describe Victoria Blisse and they will use the word ‘nice’ in their answer. I’m nice and proud of that. I don’t have a bitchy bone in my body. Honestly, I’m not wired that way.
I took great delight in letting my inner bitch run riot in this novel. Caitlyn is used to being on top in her work place but is surprised to be asked to take that role in her relationship with Nick Casey, a TV star she used all her feminine wiles to ensnare. She becomes his mistress and Caitlyn (and me) get to be as bitchy, nasty and demanding as we like!
And here’s a snippet of Caitlyn getting her Domme on just for you to enjoy:
“So, you’re under my spell then Mister Casey?”
“Yes Ma’am.” He replies, his face held in a serious line whilst his blue eyes dance merrily like waves crashing on a sun silken beach.
“Kneel before me then, slave. Worship my hot arse.”
I was quite surprised when he immediately dropped to his knees before me, but I’m not one to miss an opportunity, so I get myself into role.
“Good boy. Now here are your rules for tonight, slave. Number one, my name is Mistress Caitlyn and yours is slave. Number two, you always answer when I ask a question and number three, you do as I say, when I say without question. Is that clear, slave?”
He looks up at me, his face almost solemn. “Yes, Mistress.”
“Good. Crawl over into the living room slave, undress and then sit back on your knees in front of the sofa. Wait there. I just have to go and change.”
So what would a Mistress wear? I don’t have any of the gear except for the whip I kept from my brief fetish affair. I couldn’t bear to part with it and had enjoyed many a lover using it on my arse.
I start with the obvious. I pull my hair up into a long ponytail. I look sterner with my hair swept back, I always put my hair up on days when I know I’ll be hiring or firing people. It gives me a little boost to be even more ruthless.
I look through my underwear drawer and pull out a black, lacy basque. I remember a very short leather skirt I have hanging in the back of my wardrobe. I look it out and pull it on. It looks great and my outfit is almost complete.
It took me ages to slip into my kinky boots but I knew waiting would make Nick all the more eager to please me. Finally I pick up the soft leather whip. It has a heavy handle, the leather throngs being about five inches long giving it the look of a rather menacing feather duster or mop when hung with the fronds facing down. It makes a beautiful noise, but causes little pain, a good place to start, to see how into this Nick really is.
I stride into the living room and am very pleased to see him, buck jack naked and kneeling on the floor, facing the sofa. I can see his profile, and just above his thigh I can see the uppermost curve of his eager cock, it looks wet and inviting.
I am very impressed by how he doesn’t look up at all, not even when I’m standing before him. I grin wickedly.
“Well done Slave, you can look up and view your mistress now. Tell me what you think?”
His gaze lifts up then widens, his jaw slackening as his tongue runs over his lips. His eyes roam from my boots up to my short skirt and my basque encased breasts.
“You look magnificently sexy, Mistress.”
“Good answer, slave. I think I’m going to like you, a lot. Now then, what did you say before? Oh yes, you thought I was a hot piece of ass.” The Americanised word sounded weird in my high class British accent.
“Well then,” I turn round, resting my hands on the sofa back, bending so that my skirt raises and he can see my pussy and arse. “If you love my bottom that much, show me.”
As soon as the words were out of my mouth I feel the pressure of his lips on my boot clad legs. He climbs up to my knee and thighs and to my buttocks. He kisses all over them, bathing them with his adoration. He moans and whimpers. I know he’s enjoying himself and I bask in his attention.
He pulls my buttocks apart so he can wriggle his tongue up and down the crack, teasing, tickling and arousing me over the strip of my thong. It’s amazing how wet I am already.
“You can take off my knickers, slave.” I pronounce.
“Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress.”
He yanks down the scant material with shaking fingers then he rubs and strokes the rounds of my buttocks as his tongue and lips slip up and down my crack, running boldly over my arsehole. Fuck, this man knows how to please a woman. His lips leave me and he twists around until he’s sat on his bottom between my thighs. He reaches up then and plunges his tongue between my soaking wet lips. He seeks out my clit and greedily devours me. I love it. I want to come all over his subservient face but I can’t, not yet.
“Stop slave!” I yell.
He stops a second later, and I hear a low whimper, like I’d whipped away a tasty sweet from under his nose.
Does Caitlyn continue her dominant ways? You’ll need to pick up a copy of Fulfill Me to find out! Get your copy from Amazon.com http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B008PUOCJC/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B008PUOCJC&linkCode=as2&tag=lucyfelt-20, Amazon.co.uk http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B008PUOCJC/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1634&creative=19450&creativeASIN=B008PUOCJC&linkCode=as2&tag=lucyfelthouse-21 and All Romance Ebooks https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-fulfillme-895165-144.html and all good book retailers.
Caitlyn is far more complex, she acts the way she does because of insecurities and weaknesses in her character she wants to keep hidden from others. I loved stripping her back to the core underneath all that brash rudeness. Underneath it all is…well, you’ll have to read the novel to find out, won’t you?
Do you like to read about bitchy characters? Do you think they can make good heroines?
Victoria Blisse is a mother, wife, Christian, Manchester United fan and award winning erotica author. She is also the editor of several Bigger Briefs collections, Smut by the Sea and Smut in the City.
She is equally at home behind a laptop or a cooker and she loves to create stories, poems, cakes and biscuits that make people happy. She was born near Manchester, England and her northern English quirkiness shows through in all of her stories.Passion, love and laughter fill her works, just as they fill her busy life.
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