JACKY"S BACK! Excerpt and Contest!

My boyfriend Will asked me once if I wanted to “do it”, which was nice of him, but I declined. I knew where babies came from – I was sixteen and hanging with a rock star for God’s sake – but as for the ins and outs of “it” and the very real truth, as I was later to discover, that “it” can be wonderful, I didn’t have a clue. I’d flicked through the A to Z of Sex at the all girls’ school I’d unfortunately been awarded a scholarship to, yet the only information I gleaned from it was that an orgasm was “an involuntary reaction – a bit like sneezing.” Consequently, every time somebody blessed me, I wondered if it was because I’d had a big O. So, unfortunately for willing Will, both my flesh and spirit were too weak for any “doing” of “it”.



The first guy who did eventually manage to persuade me to “do it” was a guy my two brothers chose to nickname “Pongo”. I never did find out why they bestowed the name Pongo on him because he didn’t smell; if anything, they should have called him “Quicko”. He possessed a remarkable double-edged sword: incapable of wielding it and waving it around for longer than a few seconds, yet more than ready and willing to spring back into action and thrust it at me again and again. Sometimes we’d end up playing seven or eight games of Excalibur a night. Not that I’m comparing myself to a stone.



He also opened my eyes, ears and every other part of my anatomy to sex and just how adventurous and exciting it could be. And when I say “ears”, I do actually mean it, because he used to love coming in them. The first time he did it was on Valentine’s Day, almost deafening me in the process and not because of his groan of pleasure. I couldn’t hear him for one. What a romantic present to give to a seventeen-year-old sexual novice such as I: “Roses are red, violets are blue, I love your ears, and this is for you.” Er, pardon? So that was one of many of Pongo’s “things”. I never did ask him what he got out of it, but, to this day, I can’t use those cotton wool buds on blue plastic sticks without chuckling.

 

Contest: I’m currently interested in hearing funny stories about either dogs, cats, rabbits or rats! Please send me YOUR quirky story to jackydonovan@aol.com and the reader whose tale I find funniest or most bizarre will receive a *** FREE *** kindle copy of my autobiography AND have have their story mentioned in a future book I intend to write, along with their name in the acknowledgements section.

Interview from the Fabulous Jacky Donovan!

Meet Ms. Jacky Donovan author of

 Instant Whips and Dream Toppings!

 

Tonya:  Readers love to know more about their authors. Tell us a bit about yourself.

Jacky:  I’m fortunate enough to live in the sunny Spanish island of Gran Canaria, working occasionally in between relaxing a lot. But my journey here wasn’t an easy one. Figuratively I mean: the plane ride was only a few smooth hours from London! I’ve gone from battered wife to alcohol and food addict to depressive to career-driven to dominatrix to author. Quite a journey. I’ve had a long and passionate love affair along the way, leapt from planes, escaped in a dinghy James Bond style, had a cream cake throwing session with a famous MP and an even stranger time with an eight month pregnant lady. I hope you’ll read more about me in my autobiography ‘Instant Whips and Dream Toppings: A true-life dom rom com’.

Tonya:  Do you have a day job?

Jacky:  I’m lucky to be semi retired in Gran Canaria but I still work occasionally as a Dominatrix and also as a tantric masseuse, which actually has more similarities with BDSM than you might at first think! I do charity work both for Breast Cancer and Gay Pride so am pretty busy for an allegedly semi retired person. And I write whenever I have both inspiration and time. Very therapeutic and relaxing after a hard day’s whipping  J Though, joking apart, BDSM isn’t really about whipping and pain and that’s largely why I wrote my book – to let readers hear the genuinely funny, bizarre, tear-jerking, thought-provoking side to this seemingly strange world and make it more acceptable and palatable. Not so much pervily peculiar but rather perkily, provocatively intriguing.

Tonya:  Some of us have things we do to get into the writing frame of mind like music, or drinks. Do you have anything special you do to get into the writing mood?

Jacky:  Taking a long walk along the beach promenade always stimulates my writing juices. Seeing the glorious expanse of golden sand dunes stretching for miles and the vivid blue of the sea empties my mind of day to day trivia and allows creative thoughts to spill out. I often end up using my mobile phone like a dictaphone – I ring my own number and leave myself a voicemail so I capture my ideas, often hoping nobody is listening in as they’re often pretty outrageous!

Tonya:  Where do you keep story ideas? Where do they come from?

Jacky:  My current book ‘Instant Whips and Dream Toppings: A true-life dom rom com’ is autobiographical so I’m fortunate the people I’ve met in my life have provided me with more than enough material to keep me merrily typing away. As I’ve had a pretty varied life the content lurches from romance to humour to despair to eye-wateringly, mind-bogglingly peculiar to sad to thought-provoking. Which makes for an interesting read.

Tonya:  If you’re self-published, can you tell us a bit about that and how it’s going for you?

Jacky:  I was fortunate enough to find an agent, publisher and publicist but I do spend a lot of time seeking out other avenues personally in which to spread the word about my book – book clubs, blogs, forums, interviews (thank you, Tonya), twitter etc. I’ve received many terrific reviews on Amazon, particularly in the UK where most of my publicity has taken place and that definitely helps sell even more copies. And everything I’ve read about kindle taking market share from traditional print is absolutely true! Which is kindof a shame – there’s no better way of selling the book than having a reader openly chuckling away at a paperback version on the train or bus and having people peek at the front cover to see what’s causing all the amusement.

Tonya:  Are you a daytime writer, night time writer, and do you have to be alone to write?

Jacky:  Definitely not a morning writer. In fact I do little in the mornings except gradually come back to life after the late nights I enjoy in Gran  Canaria. I have to be alone and in a peaceful environment to be able to write. Even background music distracts me. It’s the one time in my life that I’m like a proverbial man and unable to multi-task.

MAKING OF MELISSA Excerpt from Christopher S.Dixon

Christopher S. Dixon stops by with 
an excerpt from his new book

The Making of Melissa

      “Can you talk?”

     “Not for long, he’s in the shower, what are you doing ringing now, do you know what time it is?” Marcus ignored Melissa’s question.

      “Are you in bed?

Can Master Buck find a submissive of his own?

 Master Buck

     You can meet Master Buck in the short story of Master's Email where he is hired to train submissives who need a more aggressive touch when it comes to making them learn what is expected of them. Other Doms have called on him when their subs refuse to obey or they aren't learning at a pace fast enough for them.