Jaye: Hello, Jane. Thank you for inviting me to your blog. I’ve brought along an extract from Viola’s Heart Strings, a Victorian Romance. Viola has married enigmatic Sir Anton and recently arrived at his grand house. Although she loves him deeply, he has explained he desires a particular kind of marriage from her. She’s not sure she understands why.
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After a chance meeting, young Viola Pritchard finds herself married to the enigmatic Sir Anton Valise. The innocent Viola falls fast for her new husband. She loves him and only wishes to please him and be the wife he wishes her to be. She’s surprised to find that she craves Anton’s passionate and dominant lovemaking, and even lusts for him to take her in more erotic ways.
Determined not to repeat mistakes from his past, Anton tries to keep Viola at a distance. Her sweet submission and unflagging loyalty prove to be his weakness. The baronet introduces rules to ensure his new wife will remain obedient, not trusting that her intentions could be so pure.
When Viola discovers a series of secret rooms and a diary left behind by Anton’s late wife, she unearths a chilling mystery. With tension between the couple rising, Anton and Viola’s relationship reaches a crisis point. Can Viola crack the armor around her baronet’s safely guarded heart?
She had touched some raw nerve, something sparked in his dark eyes. “You’re very confident of the powers of love. What of you, sir. Your love for me?”
He swept her up onto her feet. “Why, Viola, I will cherish you and protect you—can you not see that? Protect you from strangers and unwanted attention. I will make my love with you and you will have your rewards too. Your body is mine, my dear sweet girl. You should not fear that. You will not worry about anything. Managing this house will be easy with help of servants. You’ll have much leisure time to partake of your embroideries, poetry and other activities. You should learn to ride. All I ask is that when I need you, you are available and ready to serve me. Serve me, Viola, as a good wife.”
“By spanking me—”
“Don’t dwell on the negative. Already you assume the worse. I might never be required to seek such a harsh method. My pleasure comes from teaching you, watching you grow and mature, and become a woman, who will excel in many ways. You’ll be my princess in the bedchamber. You should be proud of what you are going to achieve for me.”
Anton’s tone of voice kindled strange sensations in her loins—a fizz of expectation. “Many ways?” she murmured.
“Think of our bed as a playground, a place of pleasure and delight. You will be surprised at what gives a woman pleasure.” His mouth twitched and he stroked her cheek with the back of his hand.
The tender moment helped placate her nervous energy.
“You’ll be patient with me, please, Anton?”
“Things might be hard for you, some days, but don’t be afraid. I’m your husband and you are mine to cherish. You must be patient too. Both of us must be.”
“You will look after me? You do have integrity, don’t you? I have to trust you. What you require of me must be matched by my faith and trust in you, Anton.”
“I will honour your trust, Viola.”
He lowered his lips on her upturned face and kissed her. “You won’t want to disobey me. You’ll see. You will please me.”
Throughout his discourse, his labouring of expectations and discipline, she battled with mixed emotions. She needed to understand her husband’s reasoning—his desire to discipline her, but also the impact it would have on her own freedom as a woman, a wife, and perhaps one day, a mother. Each time he spoke of her service and obedience, he countered them with those speaking of pleasure, his desire to cherish her. She vacillated, then, when he kissed her, she dismissed her concerns.
The sense of control over her life that Anton sought, after years of abandonment by both her father and her disinterested step-mother, reaffirmed her faith in love. Bursting with renewed confidence in her abilities, Viola spontaneously knelt on the floor at his feet, prompting a moan of delight from his lips.
I’m an author of erotic D/s romances including Amazon bestsellers. All my books contain an element of BDSM, spankings or erotic games of sensual exploration. If you desire a little thrill, something to entice, then please take the time to read one of my books. Thank you!
When not writing, I’m busy spending time with her family, enjoying music, sometimes composing or drawing and if the weather allows, gardening.
Jaye lives in NW England.