Submissive Song Sunday

You pull me in, skin on skin.
I try to run, you pull me back again.
‘Cause there’s no end, the circle that we’re in.
I guess I’m yours to guide.

– “Locked,” Welshly Arms


Well, yours truly is in a deeeeep mood today, so probably best to get some of this submissive energy out there so I can get some actual writing down without—um—distractions. With that in mind, allow me to share this week’s installment of Submissive Song Sunday, a sultry little number by Welshly Arms called “Locked.”

There’s something deep in the pulse of this song that moves me every time. The blend of softer, plaintive refrains with a hard-hitting chorus…a wicked guitar solo…and a singer who clearly feels every last note he’s belting out… 🥵 This one is borderline feral, folks – fair warning!

On the surface, this song delves into a toxic relationship of raw physicality from which the singer can’t escape. But—as I’m always on the lookout for that sweet, submissive, silver lining—I hear him describe the “twisted ride,” the “curse,” and the “hurt” as promises. As maxims to be attained, not avoided. There’s a craving of being locked into this relationship. A need to be pinned to the wall by it and forced to surrender. “I guess I’m yours to guide…”

I’d be curious if this one resonates with anyone else in our lovely D/s community. And, well, even if it doesn’t, you still get a great song out of it! 😉

May your week be as spectacular as you are!

Submissive Song Sunday

Shame on you
Shame on me
I blindly blame you
When truly

You’re my blanket, you’re my skin
You’re everything within
You’re my guardian, I’m your sail
A boat in your harbor
Gone under, capsized and sinking
Blanket me, blanket me, blanket me, blanket me, blanket me…

– “Blanket Me,” Hundred Waters


Here’s another song that’s a go-to on my erotica writing playlist. “Blanket Me” by Hundred Waters is ethereal, haunting, powerful, evocative, all-consuming…all the things that D/s can be when it’s at its most sublime.

There is a heart-breaking vulnerability in her voice as she accuses him of leading her astray, leading her into the darkness, leading her into places she’s forbidden to go… Yet she quickly recognizes that he is her protector and savior, the one who can rescue her from plummeting into the darkness. She begs him for his protection…to be blanketed by his dominance.

This emotional tug-of-war is captivating in its simple intensity and the “blanket me” repetition at the end of the song has a mesmerizing, meditative quality about it. She has found her best and highest purpose when wrapped in his protection, his care, his love.

May we all be blanketed in the ways we deserve.

Have a wonderful week, all!

Submissive Song Sunday

So I’ll hit the lights and you lock the doors. We ain’t leaving this room ’til we both feel more. Don’t walk away, don’t roll your eyes. They say love is pain, well darling, let’s hurt tonight.

– “Let’s Hurt Tonight,” OneRepublic


When I’m in writing mode, I have a carefully curated playlist I listen to. Nothing too energetic, nothing too beat-heavy, nothing too distracting. But every single song has some sexual electricity woven into it. It occurred to me that I could share some of my songs that get me into a positive frame of mind for writing and reinforce my submissive headspace. (Plus, I’d love to hear some of your suggestions in the comments!)

I’ve always enjoyed identifying supposedly “vanilla” songs and teasing out D/s subtext in the lyrics. Granted, I enjoy overt sexuality in songs, too. “Closer” by Nine Inch Nails, anyone? 🥵 But the Submissive Song segment is all about the subtleties…and alliteration, evidently. It’s about finding the songs that resonate with our inner kinksters, even when this might not have been the songwriter’s original intention. For this week’s Submissive Song Sunday, I present to you “Let’s Hurt Tonight” by OneRepublic.

On the surface, it’s the story of a couple that’s struggling to communicate, struggling to connect. They’re exhausted, they’re upset, they’re defensive. The man proposes confronting their challenges by shutting themselves away from the rest of the world and breaking through the stalemate they’re in.

Buuuut, as I’m sure my fellow kinkyfolk will acknowledge after a quick scan of those lyrics above, there is something delectably D/s-charged about this exchange. It’s no longer just a plea to do the emotional heavy-lifting that has to occur; it’s an invitation to sink their teeth into the moment and share the catharsis of a pain session.

They say love is pain, well darling, let’s hurt tonight.

Yes, please…

Risk/Reward

I’ve been lucky enough in this life to have had some amazing, powerful, transcendental experiences. 

I’ve published multiple novels…including one on the way! I’ve ridden a horse in the wee hours of the morning through the streets of the city. I’ve made love on a beach in the Caribbean. I’ve watched the sun rise from the summit of a volcano. I’ve skied through mountains with the pine air caressing my skin. I’ve fallen in love with every fiber of my being and have had my heart broken into millions of pieces—more than once. I’ve savored the sweet nectar of submission as it coursed through my veins.

It occurs to me that each and every one of these experiences involved a risk/reward calculus. And, on occasion, I’ve taken some pretty significant risks—some of which make me shake my head in disbelief when I think about them. I’ve placed myself in a few dangerous-as-hell situations, situations that would give Mr. Elise a twitchy palm just to hear of them. (Please don’t tell him!) 😉

But I’m fortunate enough to still be here to tell the tales and to revel in the woman I was, the woman I am, the woman I’m becoming. The rewards for such risks are self-evident. 

And yes, sometimes you risk it all and your reward is pain. 

And yes, sometimes that’s the reward you were seeking the whole time.

He Wraps Me in Silk

He wraps me in silk to complement my softness.

A softness that only He sees.

He wraps me in silk to remind me of my strength.

As He restrains my wrists to use my body.

He wraps me in silk to reinforce his dominance.

The fabric an extension of his hand around my throat.

He wraps me in silk to tell me I’m beautiful.

As He spanks me to tears to take away the pain.

Release Date Set!

Mmmm…damn. I put one of those hot button words in the title, didn’t I? Well, it was worth it! 

I just found out the release date for my next novel! On April 18, Sentenced to the Doctor will be published and live, and I can’t wait to share it with you! Although, I also admit to being a little nervous, too. 

Not only will this will be my first publication in seven years, but it’s also a little bit of a departure for me. Oh, fear not, there’s a feisty heroine, a firm-handed hero, and plenty of D/s goodness to constitute a great one-handed read. But Sentenced to the Doctor also layers in some futuristic/post-apocalyptic elements that are new to me. I’ll be interested to hear what you think!

I’ll include a blurb below, and I’ll be sure to share some teasers and excerpts over the coming weeks!


Hundreds of years in the future, in the repressive, post-nuclear Republic of New Cascadia, Leila Jones, a defiant foot soldier in the resistance and a closet submissive, is on a one-woman mission to fight the system any way she can. When she gets caught defiling a public building, her third offense, she’s remanded to a state-sanctioned Reprogramming Facility. Her sentence is three months in The Chair, a device designed to pleasure convicted criminals into making the right choices.

Dr. Jens Kelly, a counselor at Reprogramming Facility 629 and a man with secrets, is determined to guide and support all the prisoners with whom he works. When he comes up against Leila and her willful noncompliance, he’s going to have to tap into his dominant nature, some good old-fashioned spankings, and all of the naughty devices embedded in the Chair to give her the correction she needs.

But as they begin to fall in love, will they be able to trust each other long enough in order to escape the grasp of The Republic?

There Should Be No Should

I’ve written elsewhere about the notion of the word “should.” It’s an insidious little word that sneaks its way into conversations all too easily and to great detriment to all. 

Are you sure you should do that?

Maybe you should try taking things slower/faster/a different way…

Even though this feels good, I shouldn’t want it, shouldn’t need it, shouldn’t crave it.

We’ve all said it; we’ve all heard it. And it never feels good. “Should” implies judgement of ourselves and others. Why bind ourselves to narrow, externally imposed constructs of what “should” be right, “should” be acceptable, “should” be pleasurable? (Unless, of course, being bound is what you like…) 😉

And specifically, within the context of the BDSM, D/s, and other power exchange communities—provided you’re engaged in safe, sane, consensual practices—there should be no should.

I encourage us all to critically examine* our use of the word “should” and adapt accordingly.

* You know, I really shouldn’t split an infinitive like that. 😉


(Here’s a link to the song I reference in the image above, in case you’d like to have a listen.)

Wonder Woman’s Kinky Backstory?

Wonder Woman 1Okay, okay, I admit it – the title is total clickbait. After all, what could be hotter than Wonder Woman…and kink?? But now that you’re here, how about you take a gander and find out some fun (sexy) facts about Wonder Woman’s origins. And when I say “origins,” I’m not referring to Diana, Princess of Themyscira’s origin story, but rather to the man who created this goddess and gave the world one of its most recognizable, strongest feminist superheroes.

In 1941, writer and psychologist William Moulton Marston (pen name: Charles Moulton) created Wonder Woman. Incidentally, Marston was also instrumental in the development of the polygraph machine. But where’s the kink you promised, Jaye? Well, here you go! For starters, Marston and his wife Elizabeth were involved in a polyamorous relationship with Olive Byrne, the woman largely credited with providing the inspiration for Wonder Woman’s appearance, especially her iconic bracelets. All three were fervent feminists and Marston would explain, “Wonder Woman is psychological propaganda for the new type of woman who should, I believe, rule the world.” While his idea that Wonder Woman “would triumph not with fists or firepower, but with love,” may ring as decidedly non-feminist according to our modern sensibilities, his foresight in creating a vehicle for a strong female comic book lead character was unheard of during the 1940s.

Of course, one of the kinkiest elements in the comic books and in the subsequent TV iterations of the iconic goddess is that of bondage. Diana often finds herself tied up and held at the mercy of her foes, invariably escaping through her own cunning and strength. This is largely due to the fact that Marston aimed to subvert the ‘damsel in distress’ trope – Wonder Woman can rescue herself, dammit! But isn’t it hot to see her all tied up in the first place? Why, yes. Yes, it is. And it’s quite likely that Marston agreed with us wholeheartedly, at one point describing bondage and submission as “a respectable and noble practice.” A gorgeous, nearly omnipotent feminist all tied up, who then releases herself from bondage? Hot damn… No wonder she’s been around for nearly 80 years.

Wonder Woman 2

For all of the fascinating details of how Wonder Woman has evolved over the years, how she became a feminist icon, and even how she (briefly) became an Honorary Ambassador to the UN, please refer to her Wikipedia article, the same source for the information I’ve included in this post.

 

 

 

I’m published…and my husband has no idea!

CoverAdmittedly, I pretty much screwed up the whole “cart/horse” thing by having my first book published before I had a proper vehicle with which to engage with readers, other authors, curious bystanders, closet smutaholics, etc. But hey, at least I’ve started now, right? This isn’t my first blogging rodeo, but it’s been a while since I’ve been in the saddle, so let’s just say I may be a bit sore for the foreseeable future. Thanks for your patience.

I’ve been writing for about four years now – primarily in the BDSM and fetish erotica genres – but haven’t published until about a week ago. When I finally saw my book available for sale on Amazon, I bawled my eyes out in a happy, sloppy, ugly cry. Believe me, you’re happy you weren’t witnesses to it. But the best part of all is that my wonderful husband has no idea that I’ve gotten published. We have a big family celebration coming up in about a week and a half and I’m planning on sending him a copy of my book as a gift. I’ll be sure to let you know how that plays out!

And before I forget, what would a blog be without some occasional shameless self-promotion. I’m extremely proud to announce my first published novel – Doctor’s Orders – published by Stormy Night Publications. It’s available on Amazon and I’d love to hear what you think about it: Click Here

I’m looking forward to engaging with you and posting here regularly with updates, new publications, mental meanderings, and possibly even some serialized erotica.