Jul 10

Mischa Eliot

Masturbation Monday: Tease – Part Three

Welcome to Masturbation Monday! Things are heating up between Piper and Mack, but will she take the next step?


Back arching to stick my ass higher, I dug my nails into the desk. Or tried to, anyway. The hard surface wasn’t about to give into me. Mack thrust his tongue deep inside, then wriggled it around like a Water Wiggle. After a few rounds, he’d shift and stick it in my ass, then repeat the motion. I squirmed, begged, and moaned incessantly, to no avail.

Did you miss part one? Here’s a link.

Or perhaps you skipped part two? Try it out.

“How dare you–” another moan ripped out of me as I reached the edge, only to be yanked back again. “I’m not the fucking tease.” Mack bit me on the ass, causing a white-hot flash of lust to scorch through my insides. “You’re the…” My eyes rolled back into my head as he suckled my clit and finger-banged me. His thumb teased my asshole, just enough pressure to make me squeal.

A full second went by, my chest heaving against the hard desk, wrists chafed from writhing in my binding. Mack wasn’t tormenting me now, but the feel of his tongue, his teeth, and his touch were embedded on my skin. “If you want more, my succulent Piper, you’ll have to look this over.” He moved to stand in front of me and placed a stack of papers on the desk, then knelt and untied my wrists.

Mack swore softly under his breath and grabbed lotion off my desk behind him. Squeezing some out, he rubbed it into my wrists gently. “I’m sorry. This isn’t the proper rope to bind you with, but if you had touched me, I would’ve most likely lost control. Then we’d be in a real bind.” The smirk on his face told me he was quite aware of his word choice.


A mouth sticky with my juices.


Grabbing the papers off his desk, he slid them into an envelope. “Take this with you, and the food, too. You should eat. Read over this and let me know what you decide. We’ll go from there.” It took me a few moments to process the words coming out of his sticky mouth. A mouth sticky with my juices.

He looked so calm and collected, even though his chin was glistening and his fingers smelled like me. I grabbed the envelope from him, trying to regain my sense of self. “I don’t understand. You’re sending me home… we didn’t even…” I was at a loss for words.

Reaching out, he fixed my hair, putting it back to rights. My curls were wild without any naughty play, I couldn’t imagine the mess they were right now. “Trust me, pet. We’ll get there if that’s what you’re looking for, but I need rules and regulations in my life. I’ll see you tomorrow, don’t be late.” He turned then, grabbing his keys, and sauntered out of the office after grabbing one of the bags of food.

I heard the metal door to the outside world, which had stopped existing entirely for a few moments, clang shut. At first, it sounded final and my heart plummeted. I looked at the envelope and went to peek at the contents, but he’d sealed it and written Read this at home. Now go. on the outside. Biting my nail, I paused. He wouldn’t know, would he? That’s when I remembered the cameras in the building and decided it was best to wait.

Read Part Four


You can find more delicious naughty stories over at Masturbation Monday hosted by the lovely Kayla Lords. If you haven’t submitted your own story as well, and write romance, erotica, or some combination of the genres and sub-genres, please consider doing so.

Link: Masturbation Monday

Link: Kayla Lords

Jul 08

Mischa Eliot

Sharing is Caring: The Witch’s Mage by Laurell Grey

Welcome to Sharing is Caring! Today we are featuring The Witch’s Mage: Paranormal Erotic Romance by Laurell Emily Grey.


Her callous emotions are the influence behind her control of the weather-which all comes in handy as a resolution with the assistance of a very powerful Mage.
Raine is a very sassy witch, and she’s not afraid to display it. Blonde hair, sapphire eyes, cute pair of tits and did I mention she can manipulate the weather? She’s adorable, great sense of humor, but she is scared to death. She’s in so much trouble and in mortal danger. To solve the conflict, she locates the professor and pleads for his help. This does not make him ecstatic however, he senses something about her that decidedly interests him. She must submit herself to him.
She must become, his.

He’s the only person who can save her and help her with this big freakin mess. Sebastian is a very dominant mage, and he fully intends to tame this brat. He’s solemn, intelligent, powerful but underneath it all, Raine can sense that he’s hiding a dark past within himself. He’s also protective, sweet and sometimes, he’s a little mischievous. As the days pass, he can’t deny this white-hot passion between them. He admires her spirit and her body that he longs to possess. However, if this whole Dom and Sub relationship agreement is going to work, they need to open their hearts, entirely.

He’ll do anything to keep her.

New Witches, new Demons. More domination, more kink. More sex.
A prophesy that frights the hell out of any witch alive makes this story a journey full of action, comedy, supernatural romance and BDSM that is bound to make you grin (or nibble your lip. Have sexy time with your companion. Do the dab. Who knows.)

Will Raine and Sebastian be able to stop the prophesy from coming true? Or are they already too late? Note: If you like your paranormal books hot and steamy, this is the book for you.


Bio

Laurell is a stay at home Mom, wife, and good girl but when she has time for herself, she loves to write sexy paranormal erotic stories! She creates worlds for readers to open up their minds, taking them places where some have only dreamed about. Steamy, hardcore and wickedly delicious stories that will leave the reader panting for more.. Laurell lives in Arkansas with her hubby and their four kids. They are her world and keep her going nonstop. Come by and visit her, she loves to meet new readers!!

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Random Facts about Laurell

I love rock music, mocha, knee-high boots, getting dolled up and anything that’s Erotic or funny!!

 

Jul 06

Mischa Eliot

Technical Blather: Calling All Google Geeks

I can’t take it anymore, I want my Google Chrome back. Please save my sanity (what little I have left).

I haven’t been able to use my Google Chrome on my new laptop for way too long now and it’s driving me mad. I can use it on the old laptop, I can use it on my phone, and my work computer. And, of course, my little Asus Chromebook. All were signed in to my Google Account and synced, so I know the issue lies with this laptop.

I’m using an HP Omen running Windows 10, not that I think that really matters. At work I have Windows 7 Pro. On the old laptop, I also have Windows 10.

I’ve uninstalled and reinstalled. I’ve checked the firewall. I’ve completely turned off Avast, I’ve tried Canary Chrome, and I’ve uninstalled, rebooted, then deleted every Registry Key that had ‘google’ in it. After a couple of days, I reinstalled it, and still received the same stupid privacy error.

I have tried researching this error, only to find things that have worked for others do not work for me. Plus the solved answers tend to be older than a year. I’ve contacted Google Support, but they don’t care about me as I’ve never had a reply.

I promise you, my date and time are accurate and I have no idea what the date and time being incorrect on a laptop would have to do with a privacy name ID error, but there you have it….

Here’s the KICKER. When I was logged into my Google Account, I could access everything else. The only things I cannot access are Google.Com, Gmail.Com, and I cannot perform any searches on any search engines. I even tried Bing. (Shudder)

I can use my bookmarks to get everywhere I need to go, but when I go to search something and have to do so in a completely different browser that CAN get to Google (explain that one, please) it ramps up my blood pressure. I can also get to Google, Gmail, etc using Edge.


Here is a screenshot:

If you click on this, it should enlarge, but I’m copying and pasting the text for you as well:

Your connection is not private

Attackers might be trying to steal your information from www.google.com (for example, passwords, messages, or credit cards). NET::ERR_CERT_COMMON_NAME_INVALID

Automatically send some system information and page content to Google to help detect dangerous apps and sites. Privacy policy

Under the Advanced link:

www.google.com normally uses encryption to protect your information. When Google Chrome tried to connect to www.google.com this time, the website sent back unusual and incorrect credentials. This may happen when an attacker is trying to pretend to be www.google.com, or a Wi-Fi sign-in screen has interrupted the connection. Your information is still secure because Google Chrome stopped the connection before any data was exchanged.

You cannot visit www.google.com right now because the website uses HSTS. Network errors and attacks are usually temporary, so this page will probably work later. Learn more.


As if that wasn’t insult enough (I have nothing to steal… except maybe this laptop and a lovable cat) clicking on the links for the privacy policy leads me to the same exact error! And so does the link for system information and page content.

Firefox isn’t so bad. It treats me well. It imported all of my bookmarks, but I’m a Google Girl. There may be a reward in this for the person who solves my issue 100%. Meaning, Google Chrome works for at least a week without seeing these issues. Something like a 25$ Amazon Gift Card.

Thanks for listening to my plight. You can use the contact page or comments here for solutions. When I do get it working again, I will update this post so that others who are unable to solve this issue will know what worked for me (and hopefully it will also work for them).

Thank you in advance and have a great day!

Jul 03

Mischa Eliot

Masturbation Monday: Tease – Part Two

Welcome back for the second installment of Tease for Masturbation Monday! I hope you enjoy this snippet of sultry torment.


“Please, Mack.” Swaying my backside in front of him failed. I think. I’d reached back and spread my cheeks for him, to show him just how wet and happy I was to see him. Instead of being fondled and fucked, I’d received a spanking. My cheeks burned, both sets, one with a flush, the other with hand prints.

If you missed part one, here’s a link.

Mack sat at the desk, ignoring me. After telling me he wasn’t kindhearted, he’d tied my wrists to the leg of the desk, then spread my feet apart as though he were about to frisk me for weapons. There was a little rotating fan that was driving me insane. Every time it hit me, I squirmed. The office smelled like fresh wet pussy. My wet pussy.

The clacking of the keyboard was loud in my ears. I rested the side of my face on my arm to watch him as he worked. The intense look on his face told me that whatever he was typing up had to be something important. More important than sliding his cock inside me.

I could’ve easily slid myself to the edge of the desk, stood, and then unbound my wrists with my teeth. That was what my logical side told me anyway. This was a test. It had to be. How long could I stay here, quiet and trying to be patient, as I waited for him to finish what he was working on? And what the fuck was he working on? The man barely stopped typing long enough to take a swig of water.

My back ached, I needed to flex my hips. The heels I wore were great for bending over to get fucked or to lengthen my legs, but I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold this position. I shifted, stretching one leg to try and ease the ache in my hips, then the next. Mack kept typing, but spared a glance in my direction.


Once his tongue licked me from clit to backdoor, all thoughts fled. 


“Almost done, pet.” Desire surged in me, I thought I had a mini-orgasm. The way he looked at me marked me as his. Then the printer started screeching behind me, causing me to almost jump out of my skin. “Whoa, are you okay? Did you hurt anything? I apologize, I should have warned you.”

“I’m okay. A little sore. I’m not used to staying still in an odd position for this long. I do yoga and work out, but staying still is not my specialty.” I turned my face away to hide the frown that worked its way onto my face. I didn’t want him to see how disappointed I was and I couldn’t stand it if he was feeling the same.

Mack stood, swept my hair off my neck, then licked, nipped, and kissed in the same sensitive spot. He kept it up until I felt like I was made of molten lava, ready to burst in a fiery blast.

“That’s a good pet. I need you to look at something, but first, I need to fucking taste you. You’ve got the entire room filled with your delicious scent. I can’t take it any longer.” Mack pulled his chair over, guiding it carefully between my legs, then sat down as if he were going to take a meeting with my backside.

Heated hands, calloused and rough grabbed my ass and lifted. I knew what he would find there. Drenched from sticky pussy juices that had been leaking from me since I’d placed myself in this position waiting for him to come back with food. Oh fuck, I’d forgotten about the food. Once his tongue licked me from clit to backdoor, all thoughts fled.

Read Part Three


You can find more delicious naughty stories over at Masturbation Monday hosted by the lovely Kayla Lords. If you haven’t submitted your own story as well, and write romance, erotica, or some combination of the genres and sub-genres, please consider doing so.

Link: Masturbation Monday

Link: Kayla Lords

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