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Out Now! The Journeyman’s Trial, by @LisabetSarai #Steampunk #Bisexual #Menage #NewRelease

December 10, 2021 by Adriana Kraft 2 Comments

New Release!
The Journeyman’s Trial
By Lisabet Sarai

Steampunk Erotica, MF, MM, FF, MFM, FMF, etcetera…

92,000 words, 321 pages
Smashwords and Amazon KDP
ISBN (Smashwords): 9780463505649
ASIN: ‎ B09MQV4Y86

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BLURB

If she builds it, will they come?

Technically brilliant and thoroughly wanton, Gillian Smith has found her  vocation: designing innovative erotic devices for the Toymakers Guild. Lust is a lubricant to creativity at Randerley Hall. But what happens when two Toymakers fall in love?

If you like intelligent, lusty women and kinky steam punk sex toys, pick up a copy of The Journeyman’s Trial.

Victorian Nerds

Greetings. My name is Lisabet, and I’m an engineer.

In the so-called real world, I design and write computer software. I also manage development projects and mentor other engineers. I’m surrounded by smart people who enjoy the puzzles of technology and who like to make things work. It’s a challenging but exciting environment, an environment in which solving a tough problem can be as satisfying as… well, maybe even as satisfying as an orgasm. In a different way of course.

In The Journeyman’s Trial I’ve indulged myself by bringing some of that excitement into the story. The Toymakers Guild is basically a group of young Victorian nerds. Archie’s a genius with electricity. Rafe’s a chemist as well as a creative mechanical engineer. Jia excels at clockwork artifacts and optics. My heroine Gillian has skills in all these areas, but what fascinates her most is mathematics and computation. In a world where computers don’t really exist yet, she’s trying to create them and figure out how to make them work.

Then there’s the Master Toymaker, a genius who not only knows how to design and build physical devices, but who also has a deep understanding of human thought and emotions.

The novel includes pseudo-technical descriptions of the outrageous sexual artifacts the Guild produces. I suppose that some people might get impatient with my flights of engineering fancy, but for me, that has been part of the fun in writing this series. I love imagining how innovations that are commonplace today might have been realized in the Victorian era, given the technical limitations of the period.

Is the book realistic? Well, yes and no. I’ve taken a lot of technical liberties, but in fact the second half of the nineteenth century was a time of great progress and innovation.

And what about the sexual insatiability of my characters?

I’ve known, and loved, a lot of nerds in my life. Contrary to the stereotypes, really intelligent people are often very active sexually. They have a richer, more  elaborated understanding of desire and the many ways it can be fulfilled. None of the characters in The Journeyman’s Trial is based on a real person, but I’ve been involved with quite a few brilliant individuals who had similar attitudes – open-minded, experimental and focused on giving and receiving pleasure.

Just like Gillian and her uninhibited colleagues.

EXCERPT

Lucy’s door was closed. After a moment’s hesitation, Gillian knocked. A soft giggle was the only response.

“Lucy? Jia? It’s Gillian. May I come in?”

Another burst of laughter filtered through the panelled door. A moment later the portal swung open to reveal Lucy’s petite but curvaceous form.

“Jill! What a pleasure!”

As usual, Lucinda was attired in the latest fashion, a royal blue day frock trimmed with violet ribbon. The colours set off her hair, which fell in golden ringlets around her heart-shaped face. Gillian couldn’t help but notice that those blonde locks looked a bit dishevelled and that the top three buttons on her close-fitting bodice were undone.

Lucy grasped both of Gillian’s hands. “Do come in! You can help.”

Overwhelmed as she often was by the other woman’s sheer energy, Gillian allowed herself to be drawn into the room.

The office was smaller than her own and crowded with the tools of Lucy’s trade. A draughtsman’s table with a high stool occupied the left side. Rolls of paper stood on end in the corner and supply cabinets lined the back wall. On the right, a low chaise faced the drawing station. On that chaise reclined the new apprentice Jia Wang, completely nude aside from her spectacles.

Gillian caught her breath. The Asian woman’s skin glowed like pale honey, as though lit from within. It stretched, smooth and unblemished, over the modest swell of her breasts and across her taut belly. Her sleek plait draped over one shoulder. Her limbs were arranged with casual grace, one arm along the back of the chaise, the other resting upon her outstretched thigh. A raised knee partially hid the crevice between her legs, casting an intriguing shadow.

“Younger Sister.” The Chinese apprentice inclined her head as she offered the traditional greeting. Her lips quirked in a half smile. “Welcome! It has been many days since we have had your company.”

“Jia – I mean, Older Sister – is right.” Lucy shut the door behind them, then idly unfastened another button, her eyes locked with Gillian’s. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were avoiding us.”

“I – um – I’ve been occupied with my training. Plus Mrs. Featherstone has assigned me a particularly tricky project…” Gillian wondered why she felt obliged to make excuses.

“Never mind,” Lucy exclaimed. “You’re here now. And we’re just about at the point where we need your assistance.”

“What sort of assistance? What are you doing?” She ventured another glance at the alluring figure on the chaise. Jia sat up straighter, arching her back and stretching her arms over her head, a position that showed off her raspberry-dark nipples. A bolt of desire flashed through Gillian’s body and her own nubs snapped to attention under her lab coat.

Lucy pulled Gillian over behind the easel. “A new product for the catalogue. Naughty postcards. Look!” Sure enough, half a dozen sketches of Jia in various stages of undress decorated the paper. In the earliest, she stood gazing into the distance, still wearing her pantaloons, her silken tunic hanging open and her hand absently cupping her breast. In another, she was topless, bending to slide the loose trousers over the swell of her hips.

The most recent drawing, of Jia lying bare and elegant on the chaise, was clearly unfinished, but Lucy had managed to catch the enigmatic attraction of the Chinese apprentice, simultaneously lascivious and distant.

“London’s quite mad these days about all things Oriental. I expect the set will be very popular.”

Her enthusiasm was irresistible. “Yes, I expect so,” Gillian agreed with an indulgent smile. “Sometimes it’s more arousing to be suggestive than explicit.”

“Oh, we plan to get more explicit by and by,” Lucy countered. “As I indicated, you can help.” She reached out to unbutton Gillian’s garment, starting at the neckline and moving down.

Gillian tensed, even as a new thrill sizzled through her.

“Relax, Jill,” Lucy murmured, her nimble fingers busy with the buttons below the waist. “We’re not going to eat you.” She pushed the lab coat off Gillian’s shoulders, revealing the nakedness beneath. “Or maybe we will,” she added, leaning in to latch on to a newly exposed nipple.

Wet heat laved that aching bud, making Gillian groan. Lucy sucked hard, sending bright stabs of pleasure down to Gillian’s clit, then released her with a giggle.

“You’re a delight, Jill. I’ve really missed you.”

“And you’re a dirty little minx,” she replied, with a quick pinch to one of Lucy’s nubs. “I thought you wanted me to help with your postcard project.”

“Oh, I do! Jia, would you mind resuming your pose? That’s lovely, thanks! Now, Jill – crawl up on the chaise, near Jia’s feet.”

As Gillian mounted the low pedestal, Jia let her legs fall open. Her sweet, musky scent filled the air.

“Perfect! Now bend forward and pretend you’re licking her cunny.”

“Pretend?” The Chinese woman’s sex beckoned, glistening outer lips the colour of wine, framed by silky black hair. Saliva gathered in Gillian’s mouth.

“Well, you can lick her if you’d like – but don’t thrash around. I need you to hold still so I can finish the sketch.”

Gillian tore her attention away from Jia’s tempting cunt, raising her eyes. The Asian girl gazed back, her half-smile impossible to interpret. Was it an invitation? A dare? Not a refusal, certainly.

“I’m ready, Younger Sister.” Jia’s voice was soft, but full of passion. “Let us give Lucy what she has asked.”

ABOUT LISABET

Lisabet Sarai became addicted to words at an early age. She began reading when she was four. She wrote her first story at five years old and her first poem at seven. Since then, she has written plays, tutorials, scholarly articles, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases, a five-hundred page dissertation, and lots of erotica and erotic romance – over one hundred titles, and counting, in nearly every sub-genre—paranormal, scifi, ménage, BDSM, GLBT, and more. Regardless of the genre, every one of her stories illustrates her motto: Imagination is the ultimate aphrodisiac.

You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She’s also on Goodreads, Pinterest, BookBub and Twitter. Join her VIP email list here: https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh

 

 

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New Release! Power and Persuasion: A Gilded Age #BDSM Romance @LisabetSarai #MFRWAuthor

October 22, 2021 by Adriana Kraft 1 Comment

She’s his natural enemy – and the only woman who can satisfy his perverse sexual needs.

Andrew MacIntyre, heir to a vast empire of railroads, mines and mills, is by far the most eligible bachelor among the society folk summering in Newport, Rhode Island. His mother has filled their opulent mansion with the daughters of bankers and industrialists, but Andrew knows none of these callow young women would ever consent to being bound and beaten, to serving and obeying him the way he craves. His money gives him the freedom to purchase anything except his heart’s desire: a submissive partner to share his life.

Labor activist Olivia Alcott is dedicated to helping the exploited factory workers responsible for Andrew’s wealth. The strike she organizes triggers a confrontation between her and the handsome billionaire. Although their disparate backgrounds and values make them natural foes, something stronger draws them to one another: his need to command and hers to surrender.

Note: This book was previously published by Totally Bound under the title Challenge to Him. It has been revised, expanded by two chapters, and re-edited for this release.
Historical BDSM Erotic Romance
18,400 words,  71 pages
Smashwords and Amazon KDP
ISBN (Smashwords): 9780463534946
ASIN: B09HSS7C6T

Excerpt

Olivia perched on the satin coverlet of the carved canopy bed, surveying the impossibly opulent bedroom where she had been installed. The chamber had to be at least thirty feet square, with a gilt-encrusted ceiling that soared ten feet above her head. Tall windows framed in emerald velvet looked out upon a verdant lawn that stretched to the ocean. Distant sails danced upon slate-blue waves and the breeze wafting through the open casements carried a hint of salt. The late afternoon sun sparkled among the crystal tears of the chandelier, casting shards of rainbow upon the polished oak floor. Nearer the bed, a plush Chinese carpet soothed the residual blisters on her bare feet.

She wore one of the delicate silk camisoles Andrew had selected for her as they’d passed through the town. Nothing else. The other garments he’d chosen hung in the rosewood wardrobe, all but the ball gown, which would be delivered, the dressmaker had promised, by Saturday noon.

Cocktails would be served at seven, Andrew had told her, and dinner at eight. In the meantime, he’d instructed her to await him here, in her current state of undress.

She’d never even considered disobeying.

Fingers entwined upon her lap, she breathed deeply in a struggle to calm her racing heart. Her nipples knotted against the silk, aching for stimulation. Her sex was as moist as the humid summer afternoon, her juices perhaps staining the pale green satin beneath her bare bottom. No matter. Andrew MacIntyre could afford to replace it.

Her entire body hummed with anticipation. He would be here soon, or so he’d promised, and the waiting would be over. She’d wanted this for so very long—long before she’d encountered the masterful young billionaire. They had not spoken openly of what was to come. She hoped she had not misunderstood his intentions. If she had, she’d die of embarrassment—or disappointment.

With her back to the door, she watched the snowy clouds drift and reform into fantastic shapes. Breathe. Relax. Open. She remembered perfectly, despite the years.

The hinges were soundless, but she sensed his presence as soon as he entered, the new aura of power that shimmered in the room. The lock clicked, shielding them from interruption and preventing any possibility of escape. She swallowed hard. The moment of truth had arrived.

He stood before her, silent, and she bowed her head automatically, her eyes on her clasped hands. Still, she knew he was gazing upon her near-nakedness. She felt the weight of his attention like a physical caress.

“Olivia.” With one word, spoken low and sure, he claimed her. Heat rushed to her pussy and the bed cover grew damper.

“Yes, sir?” It felt easy, natural—as though she’d never stopped.

“On your knees, girl.” She slipped to the rug, boneless and loose already, his to command. Did he find her compliance strange? No matter. She had been right about his desires and that was all that mattered.

“We’ll start slowly, this first time. Don’t be afraid.”

Afraid? The only thing that scared her was the intensity of her own dark desires.

Online Excerpt

https://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com/2021/10/theyre-natural-enemies.html

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New Release from Lisabet Sarai

November 4, 2019 by Adriana Kraft 1 Comment

It’s 9 PM in Vegas. Do you know your safe word?

If you’re looking for kink, Lisabet Sarai is one of the best – here’s her newest release. M/F? Check. F/F? Check. More? Well, you’ll just have to check it out!

Blurb

Some people just won’t mind their own business. When an anti-porn terrorist group shuts down the Sin City Fetish Fair, Larry Archer offers The Fox’s Den as an alternative venue.  With the assistance of newly arrived dominant Master Shark, plans for the Den’s very first Kink Night quickly take shape. Indeed, the denizens of the Den are practicing their BDSM techniques well before the event.

Blonde, beautiful and untouched, Patricia Hastings leads the Citizens Resisting American Perversion in their fight against filth. She’s determined to destroy the licentious, permissive, anything-but-vanilla strip club – whatever it takes.  A smidgen of plastic explosive should do the trick… If only she can resist her attraction to the voluptuous, red-headed minx Annie, and her own secret craving for surrender.

Caught in the act of sabotage, Patty faces a choice: arrest, scandal and prison, or private punishment at the hands of Master Shark and his horny acolytes. Will C.R.A.P.’s paragon of purity uphold her prudish principles? Or consent to the violations that populate her forbidden fantasies?

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X-Rated Excerpt

“Do you want to top me, darling?” Rising to her feet, she shimmied out of her denim skirt and kicked it aside. She stood before him, nude and proud, her ginger curls stirring in the balmy October breeze, sex-juice trickling down the insides of her thighs.

Ted’s cock jumped in approval, though his face showed confusion. “But you’re such a take-charge girl, Annie. You’re anything but submissive.”

“Are you sure?” She turned her back to him, displaying her recently assaulted ass. “Look closely.”

He obeyed, leaning in until she felt his warm breath on her skin. “Are those marks?” he asked in wonder. “Bruises?” He traced the fading signs of her afternoon spanking, waking faint echoes of the pain while stoking the fire of her arousal.

“Inez can be quite fierce at times. A bit scary.”  Annie pivoted to face him. “But I trust her. She’s an expert. She senses how much I can bear, and never pushes me any further.” She leaned over to brush her lips across his. “Or at least, not much further.” She flashed him a provocative grin.

“But I’m not an expert,” Ted protested. “Just the opposite.”

“I trust you completely, baby. I trust the bond between us, the power that first drew us together.” She scanned his still-worried face. Should she should back off? Perhaps he really wasn’t ready for this. “But maybe you don’t want to top me.”

 “Oh, I do.” His voice was almost too soft to hear. “You wouldn’t believe how much.”

Annie sank to her knees on the tiled balcony floor and bowed her head. “Then take me, Sir. I’m yours.”

“Annie…”

He stood, close enough that his rampant cock bobbed inches from her mouth. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva at the notion of tasting him, but restrained herself. She had to let him lead.

“What should I do?”

“Whatever you want, Sir.” She ventured a glance upward, meeting his eyes, full of carnal hunger and lingering uncertainty. She couldn’t help licking her lips. “You might, for instance, begin by fucking my face.”

Ted chuckled, suddenly sounding much more confident. “Oh! Are you giving me instructions, slave?”

“No, Sir. It was just a suggestion.”

“Well, I have some other thoughts. Don’t move. I’ll be back.”

He disappeared into the condo, leaving her kneeling on the cold, hard surface. Arousal zipped through her in a tight circuit, from her nipples to her clit and back. The heady fragrance of her own dripping cunt teased her nostrils.

She closed her eyes, trying to slow her racing pulse, struggling with her almost overwhelming excitement. She might come just from the thrill of waiting, the knowledge that she’d surrendered all power to her lover.

The wind rose for a moment, tangling her hair. Faint traffic noise reached her ears. Her knees hurt. Ted had been gone a long time, or so it seemed. Did he have second thoughts? Should she go looking for him?

 She forced herself to stillness. Patience was a major component of surrender.

“You’re dripping all over the floor, slut!”

Annie started, her heart slamming against her ribs. With her eyes closed and her focus turned inward, she hadn’t heard him arrive.

“Clean up your mess,” he ordered.

Trying not to smile at his bossy tone, Annie bent at the waist. A small pool of cunt-juice had formed between her spread thighs. She licked up every drop, enjoying the tang of her personal musk. She was no stranger to the taste of pussy.

When she’d finished her appointed task, she knelt up, with her hands clasped at the small of her back. Ted reached down to run a finger over the still-damp tiles, ostensibly to evaluate her work. On his way up, he swiped the finger through her soaked sex-folds.

Annie gasped as a storm of pleasure raged through her. She’d been close to climax simply from contemplating her own submission. His touch pushed her to the very edge. She teetered there, struggling for control.

He seized a hank of her hair and raised her face to his. “You don’t come unless I tell you to. You know that, right?”

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