Another new author to Wicked Wanton... Always so much fun!
Today, Rollin Hand joins me with a sexy excerpt and a candid interview in the authors corner. There is a lot to cover, so let's get started right in with the blurb for Pendragon's Lash...
Over the course of
seven hundred years of isolation since its colonization during the great
diaspora at the end of the twenty-first century, civilization on the planet
Pendragon has deteriorated to the point that society now resembles that of
medieval Europe. The nations have long fought for power, and when the
benevolent Star Federation learns of a threat to a royal marriage that could
bring about a lasting peace between the kingdoms, four operatives are sent to
ensure that the wedding takes place as planned.
Striving to blend in
with the local population, the agents soon learn that this world is nothing
like their home planets. Danger lurks at every turn, but there is something
even more unusual… On Pendragon, it is a man’s right and duty to ensure that
the women under his authority are well-behaved. As the mission progresses, each
member of the team faces unique challenges.
Elana, a botanist
reporting on medicinal plant life, resists her forced dependence on a native
who thinks part of his job entails spanking her when she disobeys his orders,
yet at the same time she finds herself drawn to this firm-handed barbarian.
Jessica, a bodyguard
disguised as a maid of the bride-to-be, finds her hands full keeping the bratty
princess safe. But when Jessica falls in love with a native prince, can she
admit to him—and to herself—that she can’t wait to be taken over his knee?
Trevor becomes a
tutor for the daughters of a noble, but his assistant Iris grabs his attention
in a way no woman ever has before. When he must chastise her—for he must do as
the locals do—he cannot help but enjoy it, but will Trevor truly go native?
Julia enters the
Benefice Sisterhood with orders to spy on the Universal Church of Atonement.
She soon finds it painfully clear, however, that life with the Sisterhood will
mean harsh discipline. Can she stay strong and carry out her assignment?
Success is
uncertain, but no matter what happens, this mission will change the history of
Pendragon and the lives of these agents forever.
PENDRAGON’S LASH
An excerpt
“Now, is there
someplace we can be alone?” Jessica moved closer to Alfred and her voice
dropped to a throaty whisper.
Alfred appeared
puzzled. “We are alone here,” he said.
“Someplace more
comfortable,” said Jessica. “I want you,” she breathed, staring into his eyes.
Alfred took her into
his arms. “Even after—” He didn’t finish the question as Jessica put a finger
to his lips.
“Especially after.
Now, no more questions.”
A nearby, empty
supply caravan provided a comfortable enough berth for what Jessica had in
mind. In a short time they were kneeling on furs facing each other. Jessica had
undressed Alfred, her hands moving rapidly to loose buttons and ties. “You’ve
seen me naked, but I have not yet had the privilege of seeing you,” she said,
eyeing Alfred’s naked body. “I must say you do not disappoint.”
In the flickering
light from nearby torches, her eyes travelled over the hard muscular body, the
wide shoulders and flat abdomen—and to the fully erect penis below, which she
stroked with her hand. “I felt this underneath me, becoming hard as you spanked
me.” Alfred sucked a breath through clenched teeth. “If you want to know what
that did to me, put your hand here.” She guided his hand to the cleft between
her legs.
Her sex was slippery-wet
with arousal. She had been on a slow burn all day, ever since the spanking had
set her off. Then Bethany’s whipping—perversely, she thought—had inflamed her
even more. She ran her hands up and down Alfred’s frame as he stroked her
vaginal slit, his fingers finding the button that produced the waves of
ecstatic pleasure she desired. She lowered her head and took his erect cock
into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. Alfred moaned and placed his
hands on her head, gently caressing her as she sucked his hard, pulsing member.
Finally, he pulled
her away. He took command and tumbled her backward. With his arms, he pulled
her legs up until they looped over his shoulders. Slowly, he inserted his
raging erection into her. Jessica threw her head back and moaned. He was inside
her so deep. Then he began to thrust and withdraw, thrust and withdraw. She
feared their fierce rocking might make noise, but she almost didn’t care as their
bodies slammed together in a wild pursuit of climax.
Jessica suddenly
decided she wanted it another way. She pulled back and rose and turned. On all
fours, she offered her hindquarters to him, inviting Alfred to enter her from
the rear. He slid in and from that angle, it was a feeling of pure ecstasy as
he took her. She rocked on her knees and Alfred’s body smacked against the
bottom cheeks he had so thoroughly reddened earlier. Something was happening,
something was bubbling up from her core. Waves of pleasure washed over her,
making her quiver. She let it overtake her, moaning and thrashing while the
ultimate sensation cascaded over her, obliterating awareness of all else.
Alfred escorted her
back to the pavilion of the ladies in the wee hours. Surely tongues would wag,
but she didn’t care. As for Alfred, it was probably viewed as his prerogative.
He was an unmarried man. So what if he had a dalliance with a handmaid to the
princess? Little did they know that she was so much more, but for tonight she
was not warrior angel from the stars. Tonight she was merely a woman of
Pendragon, the obedient wench of a barbarian warlord who had punished her and
then had his way with her. That night, she dreamt of a hard man with a soft
touch and did not awake until well after first light.
Maddie's Intimate Authors Corner:
In the Authors
Corner with Rollin Hand. So many
would-be and new writers ask about how to get started, I like to pass on other
author’s experiences. So Rollin, help us
out here… What inspired you to take the
plunge and write/publish that first book?
RH: I was already a fairly well known writer of
spanking fiction at a free site called The Library of Spanking Fiction. One day
I got a call from a client asking me about license rights on something called
KDP which turned out to be the Kindle publishing platform. Since I had written
over 200 stories by then (Fall 2012), I decided to try it. It has turned from a
hobby into a part time business. Now 33 books later, I’m not slowing down, I’m
just getting cranked up.
MT: 33!
Wow! I’m a newbie comparatively
speaking. How much of your books are,
based on your own personal experiences?
RH: Very few. Although I do take incidents from
my past and embellish them. It’s what I wish would have happened. There are a
few, however, that are very close to some real life experiences or are bits and
pieces of r/l incidents.
MT: How same/different are you from your main
character.
RH: My male principal characters are how I
imagine I would be in the same circumstances. They are idealized versions of
self. They love and respect their women, are never abusive and discipline only
when necessary. In real life I try to be the same way. But, sad to say, I’m not
that super spy from Mission Impossible.
MT: Is there a message in your novel that you
want readers to grasp?
RH: No big message in my fiction. But the
spanking aspect is usually elevated to something that is loving and positive, a
sexy consensual act, once it’s all said and done.
MT: What advice would you give to
aspiring writers?
RH: Read a lot. I emulate writers I admire.
Analyzing how they do things can be very instructive. So when you see a great
paragraph or turn of phrase, stop and think for a minute, “just how did he do
that?” Also, when I run across bad writing I note it with a memo to self –
“don’t do that.”
MT: Okay, now that we got the serious
professional questions out of the way, how about some fun stuff. Ready?
What are you reading right now?
RH: “Those Who Wish Me Dead” by Michael Koryta. A
favorite new author I discovered.
MT: Favorite genre to read
TH: Same ones I write in (but with lots less
spanking and sex) : Mystery/Thriller, Horror/Sci-fi, Spy, Historical drama.
MT: Favorite author/why?
TH: Wow. There are so many. Steinbeck, Faulkner,
Hemmingway, Poe, Heinlein, Assimov, JD
Salinger. Nowadays it’s Stephen King, Lee Child, Dennis LeHayne, Stephen
Hunter, Preston/Childs, Robert Crais, James Lee Burke, Larry McMurtry. But my
favorite of all was the late great John D. MacDonald. His characters were
gritty and real, his plots were great and he laced his books with his own
philosophical musings on the direction of society. He hated the urbanization of
Florida, for example, which he viewed as this pristine Eden being overrun by
greedy developers with no moral code. He thought society was losing its moral
center and so you see in his hero, Travis McGee, a guy struggling against the
tide of societal decay, trying to right a few wrongs.
MT: Favorite movie/why?
RH: Lot of those too, but I keep coming back to
The Godfather, a dark morality tale superbly done. It’s Michael’s choice,
embracing what he knows to be evil out of loyalty to the family and forsaking love.
I also have great affection for some old westerns like The Magnificent Seven,
Shane, The Professionals. And of course, I love Aliens and Dune.
MT: What is the trait or characteristic you find most
appealing a partner?
RH: Honesty and loyalty.
MT: Does your partner. (past or present) read
your work? Either way, why or why not?
RH: No, she doesn’t. There is some back story
there that is private. Someday I think she will.
MT: Do you write
under a pen name?
RH: Rollin Hand is a pen name. I don’t want my
real name known. It would embarrass my family and could cause professional
complications.
MT: So true.
Some of the things I write would curl people’s hair if they knew it came
from lil ole me. Along those lines, do
your friends/family know you write erotic fiction?
RH: Only my wife. I have told a few people I
write “steamy romance” but oddly enough the conversation usually stops right
there. Maybe even that is too much information.
MT: I think I know the answer to the next
question, but just for clarification purposes, what is your favorite kink?
RH: Spanking, of course. It’s my thing. Has been
since childhood. I can’t explain it. I also like brussel sprouts, roller
coasters and golf and I can’t explain those either. Especially golf.
MT: LOL! I
hate golf and brussel sprouts, but we have one thing in common. J Finally, what is your biggest guilty
pleasure, for which you are willing to risk it all for.
RH: I think I’ve walked that path already, and
have learned that there is no guilty pleasure that is that valuable. But I will
risk a spanking for that extra shot of Gentleman Jack.
Thanks so much for stopping by today Rollin, please come back when you have another 'steamy romance' to share. :)
“Shalimar… mm,
like vanilla and incense, it’s exotic and sensual, yet it’s as homey as
cookies.” His lips wandered up her arm, toward her neck where he nibbled gently
as he spoke, “The smell of cookies makes me hungry, baby 
