Happy Happy Release Day!

It's Happy Happy Release Day for me! Chain Me is now available on ARe, BookStrand, Rainbow eBooks, and Kindle for download in addition to the Rooster & Pig website!
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So in honor of that I am giving away one free copy to someone who leaves a comment and shares this post on Facebook, Twitter, their own blog, Yahoo groups, etc. make sure you give me links or tell me what groups you posted it in so I can verify.
Also, in honor of Trayvon Martin, a young man who died too soon and who I, or any member of my family, could have been, I have decided to donate 20% of my royalties to the Trayvon Martin Foundation.
And now for information on Chain Me!


Blurb:
When Etan Davidovsky and his partner Travis Caballero go to a BDSM club in Chicago they can only hope to find a Dom that will want to take them home to do a scene. Finding one that wants to keep them forever is a totally different story. So when their eyes lock on Ahijit Khan they do everything they can to get the Dom to choose them... even having sex in the middle of the club.
When Ahijit ventures out to the club in downtown Chicago one night he does so to find a sub or two to help train new Dom, Reidel Parthings, on the Lifestyle. He doesn't expect to find two subs that he wants to keep for himself. Nor does he expect to start fantasizing about the one thing he'd sworn to never even consider ever again: collaring a sub, or subs, for a lifetime contract. But Etan and Travis are special and Ahijit finds himself in a position he's never been in before, one where the Dom is being claimed by the subs.
But will Etan and Travis get Ahijit to collar them and claim them for his own or will his past prevent these three men from having their own happily-ever-after?
Excerpt:
“Fuck baby, you feel good,” Etan whispered against his throat and Travis shivered, turning to press his back against his man’s chest. Travis trained his eyes on the hazel ones of the gorgeous tanned stranger who watched them intently and lowered his jeans until his ass was exposed to Etan, his cock still pressed deliciously against his zipper. He moaned when the Middle Eastern man licked his lips as he watched them and felt the press of Etan’s naked cock against the crease of his ass. The two of them had foregone using condoms after their first year together and Travis always looked forward to feeling of Etan’s bare cock sliding into his ass.Etan’s finger pulling out the butt plug made him moan, the vibration of it hitting the club floor after bouncing off the back of his shoes made him shiver, but the press of his lover’s cock into his ass had Travis groaning in pleasure. He bent over slightly and hissed out a breath as Etan bottomed out inside of him. He dropped his head forward and closed his eyes as pleasure swamped his sense before lifting his head and finding his gaze trapped by the very man they were performing for.He and Etan loved having sex in public and were true exhibitionists, but having sex in the middle of the dance floor, for the pleasure of a complete stranger was a first for them.“God sweetheart, he’s touching his cock through his pants,” Travis panted as Etan slowly and deeply pushed and pulled his cock in and out of Travis’s channel.“Fuck that’s hot,” Etan responded. Travis could do nothing but nod, all his powers of speech leaving him in a whoosh as Etan pegged his prostate again and again.“I can’t hold on E,” Travis warned, the tingling at the base of his spine letting him know that he was on the verge of exploding all over the dance floor.“Hold on baby, wait for me,” Etan pleaded.Travis panted and shook his head, before nodding. “Okay.”His breath caught in his lungs as the sexy Middle Eastern man, who was built like the love child of a soldier and a bodybuilder, stood to his feet and headed straight for them, a sexy tall, broad-shouldered, extremely muscled black man with long black hair followed him. Travis noticed the black man, but he only had eyes for the sexy Middle Eastern man with the curly, black hair, chiseled jaw and kissable lips. He watched the sexy man who came and stopped right in front of him. Travis looked up at him, licking his lips and moaning when the other man unzipped his pants without a word.When the stranger pulled out his long, thick cock Travis and Etan groaned. Travis could almost feel Etan’s vibrate through his back.“You boys are very bad, having sex on the dance floor. I think you need to be spanked,” the smooth, velvety voice said.“W-who is going to be the one to spank us?” Travis stuttered. His fingers twitched with the urge to grab onto the other man’s trim waist and suck the tanned cock down his throat.“Depends on how bad you are. If you’re just a little bad, it will be my friend Reidel here, but if you’re really bad then it will be me,” the stranger said.Travis wanted his name, he was desperate for it, but he knew that they had to prove themselves worthy of receiving it.“We’re really, really bad, Sir,” Etan responded when Travis remained silent, his gaze focused on the stranger’s leaking dick.“Prove it,” the stranger said.Without another thought, Travis lowered his head and pulled the man’s cock deep into his mouth.
Bonus Excerpt:

Reidel nodded and then looked at the door they stood in front of. “Are we going to go in?”

Ahijit looked at the door and noticed the colors of the hankies on the nail of the door. Brown, yellow and red. He shook his head at Reidel.

“No, we’re not going in that one,” he said before turning away from the door and heading down the hallway to another room.

“Why not? Maybe I want to see what’s going on in there,” Reidel said obstinately. Ahijit stopped and turned to look at the other man. He nodded.

“Then go on in and I’ll wait out here for you. When you come back out I’ll let you know how I knew not to go in that room,” he said. He bit his lower lip when Reidel opened the door stepped inside and hurried back out mere seconds later.

“Do you know what they’re doing in there?” Reidel asked, his eyes wide, looking terrified and disgusted all at the same time.

“On every door, if you’ve noticed, there are hankies on a nail or on the doorknob,” he waited for Reidel to nod before he continued. “Those hankies let the observer know what’s happening in that room. The hankies on this door are brown, which is scat, yellow, which is watersports, and red which is fisting.”

Reidel shuddered and Ahijit let out a bark of laughter. “It’s a lot to learn, but you’ll be happy you did. Just be glad that when you walked in they’d already started and you were at the edge of the room. When I first got introduced to that aspect of... sex and the Lifestyle, I’d walked into a room, was one of the first there and the three Doms and even the sub smiled at me and asked if I was ready for a ‘crazy time’” he said, making air quotations with his fingers. “Everyone else piled in after me, so I was stuck when the scene started and they eventually got to that part. I was forced to watch the whole thing.”

“But why would people do that?” Reidel asked him askance.

Ahijit shrugged. “We don’t have to understand everything that turns someone else on, as long as everyone consents to it. That’s the biggest thing. Consent must be given by all parties or it’s rape, whatever its form.” He shook his head and swallowed, thinking of Nicole, the young sub who was gang raped at a play party by her ex-boyfriend and his friends after they’d drugged her. So many people stood around watching the young woman as she was flogged, caned, pissed on, bitten, and fucked. She whimpered and cried and softly asked for help but no one could hear her because of the gag in her mouth. Consent was a. Big. Fucking. Deal.

He looked up at the door they’d stopped in front of and noticing that it had every hanky color except brown, yellow, and purple, he decided to step inside. There might be some fisting but he wasn’t averse to that, he’d just never attempted that himself. Fisting involved a level of trust on the part of both parties that he’d never truly established with anyone. Besides, the thought of his entire hand disappearing inside someone’s body freaked him out just a little.

“So this room is okay?” Reidel asked. Ahijit nodded and stepped into the room, Reidel hot on his heels.

They watched the scene together and Ahijit noticed Reidel shifting and adjust the front of his pants repeatedly and then knew by Reidel’s shudders and the huff of breath he expelled that the other man had come the moment when the Dom began preparing the sub to be fisted. Ahijit knew what to expect, in a manner of speaking, but he could tell Reidel didn’t. Reidel’s body grew more and more tense with each minute until finally he turned and stormed out of the room, just as the Dom got his entire fist in the sub’s ass. Ahijit apologized to the people around him and walked out after Reidel. He found the other man pacing the hallway and he leaned against the wall and watched as the black man muttered to himself, running his fingers through his hair repeatedly. Finally Reidel had stopped and stared at him.

“I don’t get it. I don’t understand. I-I have these urges. I want to, but I can’t, I can’t do something like that to someone,” he said gesturing towards the closed door. “But I don’t know what to do. How am I supposed to know what to do?”

Ahijit stared at Reidel, waiting for the younger man to ask him for help but when long minutes passed and nothing happened, he sighed and shrugged.

“You ask someone to help you, to train you and teach you, so you know what to do and what not to do. That’s what you do,” he said.

He’d turned away from the still upset young man and like clockwork heard Reidel’s soft question. “C-can you teach me?” 



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Hope you all enjoy Chain Me, the prequel to The Dom series!
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