How Much is Too Much? by Victoria Blisse

I have the lovely Victoria Blisse here today talking about her latest release, Naughty Rendezvous

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Naughty Rendezvous is my latest release and in it I explore a submission and domination and Spanking.  I am not known for being a BDSM author, my books are generally light hearted and fun and I am known for my rubenesque heroines.

Naughty Rendezvous is still all those things but my characters are just a little kinky. It’s not the first time I’ve used spanking in a story but whenever I do I am always aware of the level of intensity I take the punishment too. I constantly think “How much is too much?”

I think really it is a question you cannot answer definitively, it will depend on the individual reader.  However  I always gauge it by what I have written before and what a reader might expect when he or she reads a Blisse book. I don’t want to put them out of their comfort zone but I do enjoy pushing the boundaries a bit.

I had a great review in for Naughty Rendezvous in which the author , Lynn Reynolds said this:

If you like erotic romances, you will definitely want to read this one. If you don’t like reading BDSM, this may change your mind. It’s done very well and not “in your face” and it doesn’t dominate (sorry about the pun) the story.

I am glad that this element of the story does not put people off, in fact it seems to attract people in.  Joe and Leanna are very real characters, you can imagine bumping into them in the street. Their sex lives are the same. They have hot sex and sometimes it gets a bit kinky.  Here’s an excerpt to show you what I mean.

“My legs uncurl and I am propelled on to my back. His  heavy body is on top of me, my hand is trapped between us, his crotch is in my crotch, his legs are between my own and I am trapped, deliciously trapped. Held down and held still, I savour the moment, the sensation of being controlled, knowing that I am not in charge right now, that I am not the responsible one here. I am the controlled, not the controller.

God, it feels good.

‘What do you want?’ The heavy breathing fades into the background and there are concrete words.

‘I … I …’ I stumble, my cheeks flare and I look up into his eyes.

‘Tell me, Leanna, what do you want, right now, right at this moment. Tell me, tell me in detail.’

I can’t look away from those eyes. Those darkening grey eyes. I wait for a flash of lightning to slash through them, as they look so much like gathering storm clouds. I know what he wants to hear, I know his every turn-on and kink. He wants to hear me say it. He wants me to plead for it.

‘I … I …’ The words are there but they stick in my constricted throat. My cheeks feel as if they are burning under his gaze. ‘I want you … inside me.’ It’s weak, I know, but I am building up, gaining my footing.

‘I want you to touch me, to kiss me, to ravish me.’

A low moaning growl escapes his throat as he ducks his head and kisses and bites at my oh-so-sensitive and bared throat. I gurgle and moan my surprised pleasure and continue. I know he wants to hear more.

‘I want you, Joe, I desire you, I need you, Joe. I need you to fuck me.’

His lips graze my collarbone, down into the crevice of my cleavage. His hips press down, his cock hard and luscious through my panties. It is only now I realise that my skirt is up around my hips.

In response, I press my hips up against his bulge, curving my back and grinding my aching breasts against his chest. I move my hand to it and, as I do, I hear the “snap” of the button as it pops off. The movement from above me freezes. The lips still in their path and I let out a gasp.

‘Oh, I am sorry.’ My cheeks flush with a little guilt and a lot of frustration.

‘Look.’ He sits up as he pulls on the middle part of his shirt where his button once was.

‘I’m so sorry. Let me find it and I’ll sew it back on later.’

‘Leanna, you have been very naughty.’

I look up from my half-hearted button search. ‘Yes, I have, sorry.’ My head droops; I’m feeling ashamed.

‘Yes, what?’

I can see it burning in his eyes; he’s not really angry, this is a game. A game I want to play, a game we have played regularly in the safety of the typed word. It’s a whole new ball game in reality, though. My body is zinging and tingling with arousal but can I really let him …?

‘Leanna. I am waiting.’ The loud, angry voice snaps me out of my quandary and makes me start.

‘Yes, sir. Sorry, sir.’ The words come out of my mouth automatically.

‘Good.’ He nods his head and I see just the smallest slip of a wink before his face turns back to concrete lust.

‘Stand up.’

I stand before him, back of my legs knocking the small coffee table, hands hanging at my sides, my eyes directed to the floor.

‘Now take off that skirt.’

My heart is banging so hard, I could swear someone was playing techno in my chest. I slip down my skirt and step out of it. I am very aware of the brief nature of my, erm, briefs.

‘Turn around slowly.’

I pivot, highly aware of his eyes upon my bared buttocks as I go round.

‘My, what erotic panties.’

I blush yet more and bite my lip.

‘Over my knee.’ It is a simple command but one which makes me go all a-flutter.

Joe stands up and walks to the dining table in the corner. He pulls out one of my well-worn, straight-backed chairs and sits down upon it. The button missing in his shirt gives me a wonderfully teasing view of his hair-dappled chest.

I walk over to him, my breath ragged. I try to calm down, forcing myself to take small breaths. I walk close to the side of the chair before I bend over at the waist and lower myself until I am resting in his lap. He’s so hard, so potent, so there, right in the centre of my stomach.

‘OK, Leanna. Now this is your punishment for being so naughty.’

I know he is using that word to turn me on. He knows from our online chat I love the way his voice curls around the word and makes it sound so sexy. Actually, his accent makes virtually any word sound sexy. God help me if I ever go to America; I’d be on the brink of orgasm all the time. Although I don’t know, there is a special purr in Joe’s specific tone that vibrates within me. I don’t think any other man’s voice could do the same.

‘Yes, sir.’ Suddenly the hard palm of his hand impacts on my right buttock. I yelp out in shock more than pain. A brief whoosh of cold air and SMACK! His hard palm strikes my soft yielding buttock flesh with a “whap”. I feel the heat of the imprint as his hand rises again.

So what do you think? How much is too much when it comes to including kink in erotic romance?

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Joe gives Leanna her perfect punishment.

Joe likes to tease and single mum Leanna loves it too. When they meet up for their first official date, the sparks fly but who’s going to crack first? Will Joe’s intimate questions and kiss and run tactics bring Leanna to her knees or will Leanna’s curves, flashed in moments of exhibition drive Joe to rip off all her clothes and indulge his urges?

How will she react to Joe’s domination and will she be turned on by his spankings? She’s going to be a naughty girl, so she’s bound to find out.

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Victoria Blisse is a Mother, Wife, Christian, Manchester United Fan and Award Winning Erotica Authoress.

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.

If you want to keep up to date with what’s going on in the world of Blisse check me out at My website: http://www.victoriablisse.co.uk

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