I would like to thank KC Wells for taking the time to talk to us about Dance with Domination. Check out Caroline’s review. There is also a giveaway, so stay tuned for that.
1. Your latest release is Dance with Domination from Dreamspinner Press. What can you tell us about it?
It’s the story of a Dom, Andrew, who on the outside has it all together. He’s young, talented and cool. But the exterior hides his inner pain. And when he meets Gareth, a fellow stripper at the club where he works two nights a week, that pain is forced into the light. For Gareth, it leas to him returning to his life as a submissive – with unexpected consequences
2. I have to ask! From one Islander to another how do you find Island life?
I love it! It helps that I am not a shopoholic – I’d never survive here if I was – and I love the fact that wherever I am on the island, I am never far from the sea. When I go to the mainland, I feel landlocked. Mind you, the Isle of Wight is about thirty years behind the rest of the UK – anothing thing I love about it
3. You must be very proud of the Collars and Cuffs series. Book 1 has nearly 1000 ratings on Gr so its obviously popular! How did the idea for the series start?
Honestly? I read a certain book – well, I started it and got about halfway through – about a Mr. Grey. I thought that it was about time someone told the gay version. My proudest moment was when I read a review on Goodreads where the reviewer wrote that this was what FSoG SHOULD have been like. But when I first had the idea for Leo and Alex, I approached a fellow author who was also a submissive, and asked him for his input. I wanted to make Alex as real as possible. So much of that young man is in Alex -including his name – and the book was dedicated to him. Of course, originally, I had planned for three stories – Leo and Alex, Thomas and Peter, and Dorian. (Yeah, things changed 🙂 )
4. How many books do you see in the series? (please say lots more yet!!)
We’ve – Parker Williams and I – just received the contract for Damian’s Discipline, which is #5. There are two, POSSIBLY three, more storied to come, but we’ll stop at eight.
5. Who are your favourite couple from the series? I love Leo, btw 🙂
Yeah, I have a soft spot for Leo and Alex too, but Thomas and Peter are pretty high up there too.
6. What is the typical day in the life of a full time writer?
I get up early, usually raring to go, but I have to wait until the hubby leaves for work. Then the coffee goes on and I have my first Skype call of the day, usually with my adopted bro Will Parkinson, especially if we are collaborating on a book. When Will signs off, Max Vos signs on – with an UGH because he hasn’t had his coffee yet! Mornings like this mean I don’t start writing straight away. But when the writing bug is biting hard, I leave the house before ten and drive about ten minutes away to Steephill Cove, where I have my ‘writing room’, a café right on the beach where the waves come crashing right up to it, with no Internet and no phone signal. I can concentrate on writing until 4.00 when they close. Then it’s home to carry on until the hubby gets home, which can be anywhere from 6.00 till 7.00, and then I have to stop. Having said that, it’s often a wrench to stop writing. I want to be like Kade Boehme – no, really! He writes when he likes and for as long as he likes. I’d love that. (waves to Kade)
7. Do you read your reviews, and if so do they influence the way you write the next book at all?
Er….looks nervously around to see if Will is nearby whispers yeah, I read reviews, even though SOMEONE tells me I shouldn’t. The early ones did influence one thing about my writing – there is a lot less sex these days in my books. What is funny is when a reviewer says, “Oh, you have to write a book about THIS character!” and I’ve already outlined just such a book.
8. What’s the best thing you’ve ever had someone say about one of your books in an email or review?
See question three!
9. What is next? What are you working on?
Right now I am writing my first ever fantasy – and it’s a ménage story! What really pleased me was when one of my betas who read everything as I go along, told me that she doesn’t read MMM or fantsy, but she is absolutely LOVING this. It’s a very different Voice for me, and it was one of the first ideas i ever had for a book. I can vividly remember sitting in a pub on the Island with author Chris Quinton and telling her the story. She looked at me when I’d finished and said “You HAVE to write this.” Well, this April, on a flight to Portland, Oregon, I finally wrote the first chapter, and right now it’s at 36,000 words. After that, it will be Dorian’s story – I can hear some of you saying, “At last!” from here!
10. Where can readers find you on the web?
First and foremost on Facebook. – http://www.facebook.com/KCWellsWorld – and I have a website – http://kcwellsworld.com – and a blog – http://kcwellsworld.blogspot.co.uk/ . You can also find me on Twitter – @IslandTalesPres. On Facebook i have two author pages, one for KC Wells – https://www.facebook.com/pages/KCWells/223608907761521 – and one for my self published titles – https://www.facebook.com/IslandTalesPress
Thanks for having me!
“When you’re ready, Andrew.” Leo gave him a nod.
Andrew acknowledged him, took a breath, and then faced Dorian, who held himself motionless as Andrew circled around him, inspecting him from every angle. “Good evening, Dorian. I am Master Andrew. For this evening, you will address me as Sir. What are your safewords?”
“Thunder is for stop, Sir, and lightning is for slow down.” Dorian gazed steadfastly at the floor.
Andrew picked up the cotton ropes. “Have you ever been restrained before, using the technique of Shibari?”
“No, Sir.” Dorian spoke quietly.
Andrew unfurled a coil of rope. “I usually do a full-body suspension when I demonstrate this technique, so I don’t propose to make this a full demonstration. That would take hours. You should find it comfortable but confining—and if I do it correctly, you’ll make a very pretty picture.” Dorian quirked his eyebrows, and Andrew smiled. “Shibari should always be aesthetically pleasing to the eye. It’s not just about bondage.” He stood before Dorian. “On your back on the table, boy.” Dorian complied immediately, getting up gracefully from the floor and climbing onto the bondage table.
Andrew pushed Dorian’s left leg back toward his arse, so that his heel met the curve of his buttock. He took the first length of rope and wound it around his upper thigh, close to the groin, securing ankle and thigh together and tying it in an intricate knot. He repeated the process on the other side. Then he tied another rope around each leg, this time closer to the knee.
Andrew pulled Dorian to his knees and placed his hands behind him. He picked up the blindfold and a set of orange foam ear defenders and showed them to the boy.
“I’m going to take away two of your senses now,” he told the sub in a low voice that only Dorian could hear. “You’ll be able to speak, but only safewords. Is that clear?”
“Yes, Sir.” Dorian’s voice was clear and firm.
Andrew slipped the blindfold over his eyes. “I’m going to insert foam ear plugs into your ears. Remember, if you want me to stop, or if you have a problem, use your safewords. I will always be right here.”
“Yes, Sir.” Dorian appeared calm, in a state of complete readiness.
Andrew compressed the foam plugs and placed them carefully into Dorian’s ears, watching them expand to fill the cavities. He took a longer length of rope as he prepared to form the harness down Dorian’s torso. He worked slowly, methodically, making sure each section looked perfect before moving on to the next, until Dorian had an intricate series of knots all down his front. He knew that each pull of the ropes over his skin was heightening the experience for Dorian. Andrew was pleased. The white ropes looked good against Dorian’s creamy skin, passing over his shoulders and around his arms, down his torso, and at the uppermost part of the thigh where leg met groin, slipping past his balls.
Dorian kept still as Andrew worked in silence, making sure with every knot that Dorian was comfortable and in no sign of physical or mental distress. When the harness was complete, Andrew stepped back to survey it critically, adjusting a knot here, a length there. The boy looked beautiful. Only one thing left to complete before I begin. He picked up the leather boot laces and smiled to himself.
Andrew stood in front of the sub and slowly trailed the thin strips of leather over Dorian’s balls and cock. Dorian gave a slight shiver but then became still, his body tense as he awaited Andrew’s next move. Andrew grabbed Dorian’s balls and pulled on them, feeling the shudder which rippled through him. He tied the strip around and around the balls in his hand, separating them from the shaft. He ran his fingers over the sac, knowing full well that the stretch made Dorian’s balls extremely sensitive. Andrew wrapped his hand around Dorian’s cock and stroked him gently, watching as he hardened, loving the hitch in his breathing. When his dick pointed skyward, Andrew looped another length around his cock and balls, fashioning a leather cock ring around the base of his shaft until Dorian’s dick was red and throbbing, looking painfully hard. Dorian let out a low moan and bit his lower lip.
Andrew crossed to the table and placed the banjo picks on each fingertip of one hand. He stood beside Dorian, ensuring that Leo and Thomas had a clear view, and then trailed the picks down the boy’s arm, feeling the brief start as the slivers of metal connected with his skin. Andrew trailed his fingers over Dorian’s neck before moving slowly over his back between the ropes, keeping his touch light. Then he moved to stroke his inner thighs, noting the shivers which rippled through Dorian as he brought his fingers higher, not quite reaching his balls.
Dorian quivered as Andrew stroked along his inner arms, before moving ever so slowly down his torso, running his fingers over the ropes, over the taut belly, until he arrived at the boy’s groin. Andrew moved slowly, scraping the picks lightly over his skin, noting Dorian’s shivers as he stroked along his cock. When he cupped the boy’s balls and rippled his fingers over them, Dorian couldn’t repress the shudder that jolted through him. Andrew toyed with his sac and cock, hearing his soft whimpers as the metal danced over the sensitized areas. Dorian’s lips parted, but no words came out, only sounds. Andrew ran both hands simultaneously across Dorian’s back, watching the sub as he tried to arch away from his touch.
Andrew moved his hands away and took off the picks, only to return with the spiked wheel. He paused, waiting until Dorian was still once more, before running the tiny wheel over his thigh. Dorian gasped as the wheel moved over his skin, tiny pinpricks of sensation. Andrew moved the wheel away and reapplied it over Dorian’s chest, rolling it close to his nipple. The sub squirmed as Andrew ran the wheel around his nipple, leaned closer, gripped the other between his fingers, and twisted it slightly. That got a definite reaction. Dorian hissed as he drew in a breath, the sharp intake becoming a groan when Andrew moved the spiked wheel ever-so- slowly along the length of his cock. He trembled as Andrew applied the wheel to different areas, making sure the sub never knew where it would land next. When he’d reduced Dorian to a squirming mass, Andrew grabbed the cup of ice.
Dorian whimpered as Andrew ran an ice cube over his balls, and it became a low cry as Andrew simultaneously applied the ice to his nipple. “Oh, fuck.” The words seemed dragged from him involuntarily. Andrew circled Dorian, trailing the ice randomly over his skin, watching him fight to control his reactions. Dorian twitched nervously, his body tense as he awaited the next sensual onslaught.
Andrew put the banjo picks back on his fingers and ran his hand over Dorian’s back once more, watching him shudder as he moved lower, stroking over the globes of his arse and nearing his hole. He slid a single finger from under his balls to the tip of his cock. Memories assaulted him, as suddenly he was right there in Dorian’s place.
I’m doing everything you taught me, Sir, he told Blade in his head. God, I remember you doing this to me. I remember that searing, white-hot feeling that made me feel like I was coming when I knew I wasn’t. He smiled to himself. Fuck, you were such a tease, Blade.
Dorian was panting, and Andrew pulled back, not wanting to rush it. He intended to bring the boy to the edge again and again. When Dorian had calmed a little, Andrew was back, scraping his finger over the boy’s hole, feeling the tremors that rippled through his body, his mouth opening slightly but no sounds issuing. Dorian’s cock was rigid. Andrew grabbed another piece of ice and moved it slowly over Dorian’s arse until it reached his hole. The boy stiffened as he ran the cube around the rim before pushing insistently, the heat from Dorian’s hot little hole melting the ice as he eased it into his anus. Dorian cried out, a low, urgent sound, and he arched his back, as though trying to escape the sensations which Andrew knew were coursing through his body right now.
And then it was Brian kneeling before him, Brian moaning as Andrew pressed ice inside him.
Oh hell—the sounds you made when I did this to you. I knew you weren’t okay with it, not at first, but you soon forgot about the discomfort when it was my bare, hot cock sliding into you. Andrew closed his eyes momentarily, the images there in the forefront of his mind. He shook himself as the memories came thick and fast, some so painful that he caught his breath. Not now. Can’t think of him now.
From the Publisher:
Recently returned to the UK after living in the States since he was eleven, Andrew Barrett is determined to keep busy and make a new life for himself. He works full time as a copywriter and strips at a club on Canal Street on weekends. But it still leaves him too much time to think. Then he finds the BDSM club, Collars & Cuffs, where at twenty-nine, he is their youngest Dom. Young doesn’t mean inexperienced, however. All this activity keeps him focused with no time to dwell on the past. But the past has a way of intruding on the present.
It’s been four long years since Gareth Michaels last set foot inside Collars & Cuffs. But when he finally summons his courage and steps back into his former world, he finds the man who drove him away is still a member, and what’s more, he wants Gareth back. Two men in pain need the freedom they find in each other, but it takes another man’s horrific plans to make them see it.
About the Author
Born and raised in the north-west of England, K.C.Wells always loved writing. Words were important. Full stop. However, when childhood gave way to adulthood, the writing ceased, as life got in the way.
K.C. discovered erotic fiction in 2009, where the purchase of a ménage storyline led to the startling discovery that reading about men in love was damn hot. In 2012, arriving at a really low point in life led to the desperate need to do something creative. An even bigger discovery waited in the wings – writing about men in love was even hotter…
K.C. now writes full-time and is loving every minute of her new career.
The laptop still has no idea of what hit it… it only knows that it wants a rest, please. And it now has to get used to the idea that where K.C goes, it goes.
Author Links: K.C. can be reached via email (firstname.lastname@example.org), on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/KCWellsWorld) or through comments at the K.C.Wells website (www.kcwellsworld.com ) K.C. loves to hear from readers.
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