Thursday, 11 February 2021

Spotlight: Golden Angel and Bondage Buddies


 

GOLDEN ANGEL

USA Today Bestselling Author

 Website - www.goldenangelromance.com

 

Bio:

Golden Angel is a USA Today Bestselling Author, Amazon Top 50 bestselling author, Nook bestselling author and self-described bibliophile with a "kinky" bent who loves to write stories for the characters in her head. If she didn't get them out, she's pretty sure she'd go just a little crazy. 

She is happily married, old enough to know better but still too young to care, and a big fan of happily-ever-afters, strong heroes and heroines, and sizzling chemistry. 

She believes the world is a better place when there's a little magic in it.

 


When I first got to college, I discovered a whole new world online. Not just porn, but erotic stories, which I found to be even more appealing to me than the movies. I love to read and I was hooked on these new-to-me genres. When I fell down the rabbit hole I discovered something else new-to-me that suddenly explained a lot about me. 

Online BDSM erotic stories were my first glimpse into the world of kink and things about my childhood suddenly began to make sense. Why Princess Leia in the gold bikini and ESPECIALLY in the collar and leash fascinated me. Same thing with Princess Jasmine when she was chained up by Jafar. Why I would watch cartoons and internally cheer for the villain when he tied the heroine up and threatened to do wicked things to her… my imagination didn’t know what wicked things were possible, but it wanted to. I never understood why and I always felt slightly ashamed by the direction my brain would try to go. 

Then I discovered the online BDSM erotic stories where suddenly it was HEROES tying up the heroine and doing all sorts of devlish things to her, with her enthusiastic consent, and my goodness… it was everything I’d secretly yearned for but didn’t know existed until then. After that, I was hooked. I started writing my own for the website. I explored the lifestyle a little with friends.

Eventually I discovered full length BDSM romances, and at that point I was basically done for. I binged on Lexi Blake, Cherise Sinclair, Kallypso Masters, and eventually many others. Becoming a BDSM romance author was a dream come true and one that I am so thankful for.

 

 Exclusive (unedited) teaser for Bondage Buddies - Golden Angel’s upcoming April 6th first book in a new BDSM romance series!

Mitch

Even in the dimmed lights, it was impossible not to appreciate Domi's naked beauty. Her nipples stood out from the small mounds of her breasts, just begging to be pinched, bitten, and tormented. Her lips were parted, eyes alight, and cheeks flushed with eagerness. Mitch rubbed her clit a little harder and she moaned, the slick heat of her pussy growing wetter with every stroke of his fingers.

Music, slow and languorous with a throbbing bass, filled the room. The regular lights dimmed even further, and a couple walked out onto the slightly raised stage in the middle of the room where all the brightest lights were now focused. The way the lights were aimed kept them out of the darkened booths, though there were also privacy curtains available at each one, including black sheer ones for those who wanted to see out but didn’t want to be seen. Thick red velvet ones could enclose the booth completely, turning it into a little oasis of privacy, but that would mean not being able to watch the show either. Mitch didn’t bother with either, he and Domi didn’t care about being seen.

Master Michael, one of the owners of Marquis, and his girlfriend and submissive, Ellie stepped onto the stage. Like Mitch and Domi, Michael was a sadist and Ellie was a masochist, which meant it was guaranteed to be a show that would appeal directly to them.

Michael was tall, muscular in a lanky way, with brown hair that brushed the tops of his cheeks and was constantly getting in his eyes. In contrast, Ellie was short, generously curved, with creamy pale skin and nearly black hair. The short silky robe she was wearing accented her curves thanks to the belt tied around her middle, and the skirt fluttered around her thighs. They were an attractive couple, with a connection that was palpable.

Walking to the center of the stage, Michael turned to face his sub, leaning down to give her a soft, tender kiss on the lips. Barefoot, Ellie stretched up to meet him, the expression on her face adoring.

Mitch pulled away from Domi's pussy, ignoring her whimper of disappointment. He pressed his wet fingers to her lips and bit back his own groan when she immediately accepted them, cleaning her juices with her tongue. The mimicry of what he wanted her mouth to be doing to his cock was hot as fuck. Curving his other arm around her, Mitch brought her flush up against him so he could more easily play with her breasts. He pulled his fingers from her lips so he could take one in each hand. They fit into his palms easily, allowing his fingers to close around the full mound and reach her peaked nipples.

Rather than teasing her, he immediately gave each one a hard pinch, making her gasp in surprise and pain. His cock jerked at the soft sound, which she'd clearly tried to muffle. Tightening his grip, he tugged on them, making her arch her back and lean forward, squirming with arousal the entire time.

On the stage, Michael had already stripped Ellie out of the robe she was wearing and revealing the weights attached to her nipple rings, pulling them down, and a flash of jewelry between her thighs. Likely something to torture her sweet pussy.

Mitch rolled Domi's nipples painfully, eliciting a high-pitched whine from the back of her throat. Leaning closer to her, he kissed the muscle where her throat met her shoulder and then nipped at it, dragging his teeth over her sensitive skin. His cock was now rock hard and pressing against his leathers, begging to be let out.

"I think your nipples could use some jewelry as well, don't you?" he whispered, twisting and tugging on the small buds. "I wouldn't want you to get jealous of Ellie."

"Yes, please, Sir," Domi said immediately, her voice soft and needy. Her back arched, thrusting her breasts forward, like her body was repeating the plea.

He nearly groaned at her eagerness. Only a sweet little masochist would take the pinches and twists to her nipples that he was doling out and then ask for more.

"Keep watching Master Michael and Ellie." He murmured the order into her ear. "Don't take your eyes off of them."

Releasing the little buds, he grinned as she let out a long breath, her body relaxing from the tension. That little bit of relief wasn't going to last very long, and he knew that neither of them wanted it to. 

On stage, Michael had secured Ellie's wrists to a rope hanging down in the center of the stage and her ankles to a spreader bar that forced her legs wide apart. He was wrapping rope around Ellie's body, focusing on figure eights around her large breasts that made them jut out even more, her pale skin turning pink as they were bound. She was panting, her eyes almost glazed over. Now, with her legs spread, Mitch could see the clamp that was on her clit as well.

Reaching into his pocket, Mitch pulled out the clover clamps he'd brought along. Their initial pinch wasn't bad, but any tugging on them made them tighten, increasing their bite. Perfect for Domi. 


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