Be My Guest On Tuesday: Corbin A. Grace, A Ticket To Ride and Schrodinger’s Cat

Hello and welcome my first February guest on Tuesday. Corbin A. Grace is a man of many talents that you’d get to know during this blog post. Apart from having discovered the formula of the perfect blurb, he can also transform copper, silver, and titanium into jewelry and poetry into prose. Today he is here to share more about the inspiration behind his story, Schrodinger’s Cat and his upcoming anthology.

From Poem to Prose: The Origins of a Story

by Corbin A. Grace

Writers are often asked where they get their ideas. In the case of my latest story, “Schrödinger’s Cat,” the answer is that the story is based on a poem I had written. The erotic f/f story will be soon be published as part of the anthology Ticket to Ride: Erotic Tales of Sexual Encounters with a release date of February 16, 2017. It’s available for pre-order now. The story takes place on an airplane as things heat up between two perfect strangers, a female scientist and a younger, fidgety woman.

Some elements from my original poem remain in the story: a less-than-gallant boyfriend; an attractive, agitated woman in the middle seat. The narrator in my story is a woman however, whereas the poem’s speaker is male.

The focus of the story is eroticism. The poem is intended to be funny, with a play on the titular reference:

In the Upright Position by Corbin A. Grace

I sit stiffly at thirty-seven thousand feet

On the aisle, my shoulders scrunched,

Making space for the spritely ginger miss

With the dreaded middle seat.

Her steadfast beau, the flight crew has assured

He, if the plane goes down,

Can coolly pop the exit door.

Firmly does he fix, with ardent lover’s gaze,

A tiny HD screen from which his eyes stray not.

Peripherally I view a quirkier display:

This lass of twenty years, perhaps from flight’s frayed nerves

(Or drink that gave her wings) frenetically does fly

A jet stream all her own, with choppy inner air

Turbulent she seems.

Her motion soon beguiles, my tension melts away.

She runs her flitting hands along the seatback’s cloth.

With absent light caress, strokes lovely stockinged thighs.

This kinetic reddish fox, this tactile temptress,

With her restless back and forth

Begins to softly rub against my arm and leg

And I sit, stiff, in thirty-seven C.

Here’s an excerpt from the story “Schrodinger’s Cat” by Corbin A. Grace

The woman’s soft loose hair brushes against my shoulder. The tips briefly caress my cheek as she leans into me, having reached the apsis of her irregular orbit. I catch a lovely fresh scent, not flowery but feminine.

Should I ask her if she’s afraid to fly? My curiosity is not as strong as the need to continue feeling her light touches. I’m hyperaware. Every small contact sends a shiver through me. My nipples have tightened. I’m afraid that moving will somehow break her odd energy, ending a perfect, inexplicable prolonged series of moments. How can such casual contact seem so erotic, accidental touching so intimate?

Around us, each person exists in a discrete world: sleeping, watching TV, reading or tapping at their electronic devices. Ada and I, we’ve formed a unit. She’s an electron to my nucleus; her erratic movements a spread of possible moment around my stable center. Stability is not the right term though; the flame-haired beauty could easily and unwittingly initiate a fusion reaction in my core.

The young woman—really, I can’t go on calling her Ada—turns to face me. Her hazel eyes, looking into mine, are pleading but I don’t know the significance of their intensity. She has lovely gold flecks in her irises; honey-colored little flares that radiate outward from the striking green that surrounds her pupils. I look deep into their complexity. My mind—conditioned to thinking in terms of melanin distribution, pigment and wavelength—instead conjures descriptors more in line with romantic poetry and classical art.”

So, in the end, it may make you wonder: if the story is based on the poem, where did I get the idea for the poem. Sorry to be a tease, but a writer has to maintain a certain mystique. I’ll just let your imaginations fly away as you think about it.

– Corbin

 

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Delve into the minds of nine authors and let them take you for the ride of your life into the world of sex on public transport. Whether it’s trains, planes, cars, buses, trams or ferries, a combination of confined interiors and restricted spaces leads to erotic contact and hot and steamy sex.

Entice yourself with stories of:

Trains: The constant rhythm and clatter of wheels on rails, the side-to-side motion and a sense of entrapment between stations adds a touch of spice to a new encounter; and stealing pleasure on a crowded platform just heightens the excitement. Or travel back to the splendour of the steam age to follow a detective and the thief she’s set out to capture.

Planes: The confined space of the seats necessitates unconventional solutions to comforting a fidgeting woman, particularly when things aren’t quite as they seem.

Buses: A crowded tour bus and the woman who sits between two very different groups of musicians leads to a very different experience on the ‘dividing line’. Meanwhile, eavesdropping on someone else’s erotic stories via Bluetooth during a daily ride share leads to more than just words.

Whatever your fantasy, these erotic short stories will leave you eager to plan your next journey!

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

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Email: corbin.a.grace@gmail.com

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#SatSpanks Deeper Sexual Needs Unorthodox Therapy #BDSM

Morning Spankos. This is the second Unorthodox Therapy snippet I share this week. I thought I could tease you with it as I’m finally moving ahead with the sequel. I’m currently about to start with Chapter 9 and hopefully this time next week I’ll be past the 60k mark. If you also follow #WIPITUP Wednesday, stay tuned.

Blurb:

I’ve no intention of explaining my every command to you, pet. As a matter of fact, quit asking questions and do as you’re told. Take your clothes off. Now.
Lina Riley has proved herself as the tough as nails CEO of her own tech startup. She’s a masterful business negotiator, successful by any measure, but every day she’s losing her battle with nicotine addiction. Thomas Jett, her former protégé, is a rising star in software development, one of her most promising employees. He might just have the right solution to her problems.
To the world, Thomas is a sweet, refined gentleman. He opens doors for ladies and lights their cigarettes, not that Lina should be smoking in the first place. Little does she suspect him of having secret life: one of firm discipline, intense sexual dominance, and a well-equipped dungeon.
Lina will agree to play by his rules: a master’s discipline and uncompromising control. Spanking is merely the start of Lina experiencing her wildest and most shameful fantasies. She’ll learn the cruelty of orgasm denial and the thrill of submission at Thomas’ feet.
Is their depraved passion and lust for each other what they truly need? Or will it lead them to disgrace and heartbreak?

Snippet: 

“W-what are you doing?” I gasped at the intimate touch, blushing with embarrassment.
Thomas raised his eyebrows at me and I swallowed. “You said that your therapy wouldn’t
include sexual play.”
“Really? I don’t remember saying anything like that.” He smiled and pressed his digit harder against my clit.
“But…”
“All I told you was that in general BDSM doesn’t have to include sex. I never stated
explicitly I wouldn’t stimulate you with sexual play.”
I frowned and was about to protest when he placed his finger against my lips.
“Some people just need the right adjustment through pain and manipulation of their mind. In your case, I don’t believe pain would be enough to help you out of your habit.” Thomas leaned forward and kissed my lips very lightly.
“And what makes you think so?” I looked away while he was slowly massaging my chin.
“First of all, Lina, I don’t think you’re frigid, let alone sexually inadequate, but I think you
are repressed. You have much deeper needs that none of your lovers have met, and you find the release for your frustration in smoking.”
Before I could utter my next line, Thomas answered my question, as if he was really reading my mind.
“It shows in the way you smoke with such passion, as if you really find some erotic pleasure in it. Today, at the fire escape, you looked as if you had an orgasm when I lit your cigarette.” He kissed my neck with tenderness and whispered against my skin. “And above all, I asked you for your hard limits earlier. You didn’t even think of adding ‘sex’ to the list, did you? Anyway, it’s not too late to change your mind and safeword, but I don’t think you’ll do that.”
“But this is inappropriate.” He kept kissing my neck while I searched for valid arguments.
“I’m your boss, and…”
“All I know is you are the hottest woman I’ve ever met. You’ve exceeded my expectations.”

If you are curious about what he’ll do next and how far they’ll go with that session and further you can buy the book here. Now, head back to Saturday Spanking Inc. for more weekend corporal punishment.

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#MasturbationMonday – A Lesson Of Erotic #Hypnotism Foreshadowing: A Night To Remember

Morning, my faithful audience. If you are looking for an orgasmic start of your week and something that can sweet your morning coffee you’re at the right place. I’m sharing a bit of one of my short stories, Foreshadowing: A Night To Remember. A masked man, an eager young woman, two living statues… 

That was the moment when the lust prevailed, as well as the raw desire, the longing to connect and feel that burning passion he was talking about so beautifully. At that point I didn’t care who he was, I didn’t want to know anything of his life, his past. I couldn’t care less what he looked like. Our spirits were alike, and I realized he was the only one capable of seeing and appreciating the real Sophie. That epiphany reflected on my physical state and before I knew my thighs were smeared with wet juices. I squeezed them and placed my hands on the table trying to calm myself down. My nipples were visibly hard under the thin fabric of my dress.

“Care to know a little secret of mine, Sophie? The Allure of Hypnos is more than it appears.”

“Yes, it’s a brilliant piece of literature…”

“It’s a study on the art of erotic hypnotism. Allow me.” He turned to the blond goddess with the signature wicked smile. “Meagan.” My body trembled in response even if his words were aimed for her. “You will experience the most genuine orgasm you’ve ever felt in your life. And you will climax without changing your seductive position.”

Cristophe hasn’t even finished his sentence when the beautiful girl started cumming. When he gave his command to the naked Venus, Meagan, I turned my attention to her, noticing the slight shift in her eyes. By that moment, both her and ‘David’ did their part perfectly and their gazes were as listless as it gets. However, at that moment, his eyes were already burning with white hot lust. I stared at Meagan while she came, struck by her ability to climax without a change in the posture and the power of pleasure Cristophe had provoked through a simple order. The juices of climax were flowing down her perfect, marble-like thigh. I gulped, unable to conceal my enthusiasm and wish to lick her skin and drink the nectar.

I composed myself enough to make my next move and opened my purse passing the book across the table to its author.

The story was planned as a novel once… let me know if you think I should pull it out of the unfinished projects draft and expand it. However, first, go back to Masturbation Monday HQ as a lot of sweet pleasures await for you there.

 

#TeaserTuesday – Attitude Correction #BDSM #Femdom

“Listen here, whore!” Her voice got to a high pitched squeal. All the blood had rushed to her face. “I don’t know what game you are playing but…”

As lazy and relaxed as she was the moment when Annabelle opened her mouth Kitty’s hand darted for the back of her neck like a viper snake. Annabelle let a loud gasp as her guest pulled a few tresses of her elegant hairstyle and yanked them back as if they were reigns. She made a mewling sound and Kitty laughed in condescending manner reaching out for her thin wrist

“You know what, sweetheart, your bitch act is really transparent.” Just now Annabelle realized how much taller the other woman was, she was practically hovering over her body. The sense of thrill and helplessness overwhelmed her, battling with the anger in her system. Kitty traced her long fingernail along Annabelle’s cheek and ran it down her neck till she reached her heaving tits. “I’ve dealt with some real bitches and let me tell you what, Annie, they’ll eat you for breakfast.” She kissed her captive’s ear and whispered in it. “All I will tell you is that in the end, they were at my feet, tamed and purring like kittens. So don’t think you even stand a chance. You’re not a bitch.” Kitty grabbed Annabelle’s small ass through the pencil skirt and squeezed it tightly making her moan against her will. The poor thing was so shocked by the assault that her tongue was still tied. And to her great dismay, Kitty’s arrogant behavior was like catnip for her pussy. When she mentioned of all those previous women kneeling at her feet Annabelle sensed a strong throb in her clit. All of her previous defiances was slipping out of her gasp. The shame was clearly etched on her face even if she couldn’t see it.

“Do you know what you are?” Kitty kept licking her neck and was slowly, so very slowly hiking her skirt. How could that humiliation turn her on so much? “You’re a little brat who is desperate to be punished.” Annabelle groaned loudly as Kitty’s teeth sank in her earlobe. “Tell yourself whatever you want but I know you. You secretly hope that some day Evan will not be able to take it and that he will finally discipline your ass as you deserve.”

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Release Blitz – Femme Fatale: The Agency

 

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FEMME FATALE: The Agency by C.A.BELL

Blurb:

Do you have what it takes to be a Fearless Elegant Mistress to Members of the Elite?

Forget your private dicks. These investigators have curves in all the right places, and will do whatever it takes to get the dirt on their assignments. Everything, except one thing.

When Monica Frost is approached by Femme Fatale, a private investigation agency offering to double her current salary and give her much more job satisfaction, she takes the offer. Now she will go by the name of Olivia Hunter and embark on a new chapter in her life that will bring danger, excitement, and taboo. But when the agency is threatened with exposure and their fate lies in the hands of one man, Monica is put to the test. She has one job, one motive, one plan, and one rule to follow. Can she pull off this trap of seduction and stick to the agency’s instructions?

She’s about to be tested in more ways than one. But at the end of it all, will she have what it takes to truly be a F.E.M.M.E?

Review of Natalie’s Edge: Temptation by R.B. O’Brien

Author: R.B. O’Brien

Genre: Erotic Romance, BDSM

Purchase link: http://amzn.to/20RNnFy

My rating: 5 out of 5

Blurb: He didn’t think he was capable of love; she thought she had everything she ever needed. But when former ballet dancer and entrepreneur Natalie Smith and environmentalist Michael Black meet, they are thrust into a headlong relationship that may devastate them both.

Falling almost too fast for this enigmatic, controlling man, Natalie is both excited and terrified by the fine line Michael walks between his dark and light side, as he introduces her to a world of games, bondage, and punishments. And to her surprise, she likes her submission. She likes the control he wields. And he cannot have it any other way. He likes to bring Natalie to the edge, and she likes the edge he brings her to. Pleasure has never felt so good.

But can Michael fully let go of his trust issues and fall in love? Or will his past leave Natalie on the edge of pain?

Announcement: My new short story available on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited

We are already two weeks in 2016 and I am working on my promised projects. But while the words are flowing in their rough draft I decided to surprise my readers with a bonus short story. It is part of what was going to be a novel but due to many circumstances will not be finished. Still, it works well as a standalone story and delves in some of my favorite topics of sensual domination and group play. It used to be published at my account on Lush Stories. The version that I released on Amazon is fully edit, updated and completed with more back story of the characters. If you want to enjoy a small treat with steamy sex, longing and fulfillment of fantasies that is your story. You can read it on Kindle Unlimited it or buy it on Amazon here. The cover is designed by me.