And every thing i write is telling me to prepare
I've been off work this week which has been lovely. Not only have I had lots of sleep but I have avoided being responsible and grown-up and done a lot of watching TV shows and read books.
This one book in particular you will be interested in, my loves, and I know you will be interested in it because it is called 'The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty: The Erotic Adventures of Sleeping Beauty' and is all about how Prince Charming finds her asleep in her castle, has sex with her unconscious (virgin) body to wake her up then takes her as his BDSM love slave back to his castle where lots of princes and princesses are kept constantly naked as BDSM love slaves and tormented, because apparently this makes you a better ruler. How this works is yet to be explained.
It's one of those books that: a) has to be read to be believed and b) you keep reading even though it seems Anne Rice is really, really into spanking.
"Surely, there is something superior about the open hand," the Queen was saying, her left hand on Beauty's neck, massaging it. She slipped it down under Beauty's breasts, and pushing them closer to one another, touched both nipples with her long fingers. "Have I not spanked you with my hand as hard as any man, Alexi?"
"To be sure, your Highness," he answered softly. He was behind Beauty again. Perhaps he had taken his place against the bedpost.
"Now clasp your hands in the small of your back and keep them there," said the Queen. And she closed her hand over Beauty's buttocks just as she had closed her other hand over Beauty's breasts. "And acknowledge my commands to you, Princess."
"Yes, your Highness," Beauty struggled to respond, but to her further shame her voice broke into sobs and she shivered trying to restrain them.
"And be quieter than that," said the Queen sharply.
The Queen commenced to spank her. One great hard slap after another fell on her buttocks, and if a paddle had ever been worse she could not remember it.
I am so tempted to buy volume two you have no idea, mostly because I am a bit sick in the head.
In other news, I am going to try to restart doing a rec for you guys every day, if people would be into that? Here's the first of them anyway!
For those who love witty banter and crazy hijinks and dragons, this fic is for you! A fantastic fusion of Generation Kill with naominovik's Temeraire series, focussing on Ray and Brad. You don't have to have seen GK to read this fic, or in fact have read Temeraire, though as both are awesome you totally should. Really this fic's main strength is the wonderful characterisation of Ray, who has such potential to be irritating but is instead terribly endearing; also the skill with which the prose is written and the description used is so on-period for the Napoleonic era despite using characters who are quintessentially modern in their outlooks and syntax. Seriously, this is good. Read it!
Carrying Dangerous Goods by novembersmith. Summary: From the Signal Code of the Royal Navy and His Majesty's Aerial Corps: B, or Bravo -- I am taking in, or discharging, or carrying dangerous goods.
Tags: generationkill, temeraire, brad/ray, slash, fic, au, crossover, fusion, crossover:generationkill, crossover:temeraire, fusion:temeraire, a:novembersmith
This one book in particular you will be interested in, my loves, and I know you will be interested in it because it is called 'The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty: The Erotic Adventures of Sleeping Beauty' and is all about how Prince Charming finds her asleep in her castle, has sex with her unconscious (virgin) body to wake her up then takes her as his BDSM love slave back to his castle where lots of princes and princesses are kept constantly naked as BDSM love slaves and tormented, because apparently this makes you a better ruler. How this works is yet to be explained.
It's one of those books that: a) has to be read to be believed and b) you keep reading even though it seems Anne Rice is really, really into spanking.
"Surely, there is something superior about the open hand," the Queen was saying, her left hand on Beauty's neck, massaging it. She slipped it down under Beauty's breasts, and pushing them closer to one another, touched both nipples with her long fingers. "Have I not spanked you with my hand as hard as any man, Alexi?"
"To be sure, your Highness," he answered softly. He was behind Beauty again. Perhaps he had taken his place against the bedpost.
"Now clasp your hands in the small of your back and keep them there," said the Queen. And she closed her hand over Beauty's buttocks just as she had closed her other hand over Beauty's breasts. "And acknowledge my commands to you, Princess."
"Yes, your Highness," Beauty struggled to respond, but to her further shame her voice broke into sobs and she shivered trying to restrain them.
"And be quieter than that," said the Queen sharply.
The Queen commenced to spank her. One great hard slap after another fell on her buttocks, and if a paddle had ever been worse she could not remember it.
I am so tempted to buy volume two you have no idea, mostly because I am a bit sick in the head.
In other news, I am going to try to restart doing a rec for you guys every day, if people would be into that? Here's the first of them anyway!
For those who love witty banter and crazy hijinks and dragons, this fic is for you! A fantastic fusion of Generation Kill with naominovik's Temeraire series, focussing on Ray and Brad. You don't have to have seen GK to read this fic, or in fact have read Temeraire, though as both are awesome you totally should. Really this fic's main strength is the wonderful characterisation of Ray, who has such potential to be irritating but is instead terribly endearing; also the skill with which the prose is written and the description used is so on-period for the Napoleonic era despite using characters who are quintessentially modern in their outlooks and syntax. Seriously, this is good. Read it!
Carrying Dangerous Goods by novembersmith. Summary: From the Signal Code of the Royal Navy and His Majesty's Aerial Corps: B, or Bravo -- I am taking in, or discharging, or carrying dangerous goods.
Tags: generationkill, temeraire, brad/ray, slash, fic, au, crossover, fusion, crossover:generationkill, crossover:temeraire, fusion:temeraire, a:novembersmith