Wednesday, 13 August 2014

Skye Michaels on 'DOMINANCE'

Hi there

I'm really pleased to welcome back Skye Michaels today.  For my series on 'Writing;The Alphabet' Skye has kindly agreed to write a really informative piece.


As I am sure most of you know (but some may not) BDSM stands for Bondage & Discipline, Dominance & Submission and Sadomasochism, or some other scramble of those ingredients.  Some people also refer to it as the ‘lifestyle.’  Some prefer to refer to it as a “community.”  It includes Dominance and submission, role-playing, bondage, knife, impact play, and things like that. 

Dominance and submission or D/s is what is called a power exchange.  One party (the submissive or bottom) gives over their personal power to the other party (the Dominant or Top) who is then in charge of the relationship.  It can come in any flavor and degree of commitmentheterosexual, homosexual, polyamour.    It is completely consensual, and all parties must get pleasure from the exchange.   The pleasure also comes in many flavors and is specific to the individuals.  Hard limits are negotiated beforehand and safe words are used. 

That’s how I explain it in each of my eighteen published Light BDSM Male/female contemporary erotic romance novels (currently working on number nineteen).  I have to say that the genre is very popular even among people who are not actively participating or interested in the lifestyle or would even ever consider it.  Why?  Darned if I know, but it is a fact.  People have all kinds of unacknowledged fantasiesmany of them very private.   I know that when I stumbled upon a couple of BDSM ebooks, I loved them, read more, and decided I could write them.  Do I participate?  No, but I might be interested if I currently had a partner I trusted to that degree.  That’s the thing.   It’s all about trust.  In my opinion, if you don’t trust your partner, you would be insane to let him tie you to a cross, blindfold you and then paddle your butt!  

I have recently attended a writer’s conference hosted by the Writer’s Lab ( where I met many couples who actively engage in the lifestyle.  There were classes, round table discussions and live demonstrations put on by actual participants in the lifestyle.  In the dungeon naked butts were getting paddled everywhere, there was suspension bondage, vampire gloves (oooh – loved them) and violet wands were in use, but so what?  I could see the love in these relationships.  Some couples were more “high protocol” than others, and some were actually in Master/slave, or M/s, relationships.  The women (and a couple of men) who were the submissives were not downtrodden, weak or spineless.  They had jobs (some very high profile) and went out to earn a living and contribute to society every day as well as run their households and raise their children.  They were not weird, scary or anything like that.  They were not all Victoria’s Secret or male models.  They were people who have a few sexual interests that might raise eyebrows is some circles, but they are happy, healthy and love their partners.  I went to the conference to learn more, and I would happily attend another one.

Also in my opinion, some of the how-to books and information available on the internet are not realistic and should be taken with a grain of salt.  Also, one should be careful in viewing the porn depicting this lifestyle, and very careful of anyone met online purporting to be a “Master.”  He could be some sixteen year old kid in Boise with an active imagination or a predator.   In addition, as was pointed out, there is no One True Way.  Each couple has to find their own comfort level. 

But if you are interested, certainly check out the Writers Lab as well as a book called Domination and Submission by Mike Makai (available on for a more realistic view.  There is also going to be an event in Clearwater in September, 2014 called the Florida Power Exchange 2014.  Information is available at

Andwait for itread some of my books listed below.   

Books by Skye Michaels available on, and
The LeClub Series:  Calleigh’s Collar, Kelly’s Challenge, Anne’s Courage, Paula’s Commitment, Madison’s Choice and Belinda’s Crown
The Golden Dolphin Series:  Ivorie’s Surprise, Harper’s Submission, Violette’s Vibrato, Cassandra’s Revenge, and Pandora’s Box and Hannalore’s Treasure
The Black Iris Series:  Kaylin’s Pursuit, Chloe’s Rescue, Gabriella’s Prosecution, and Nicollette’s Defense )
The Black Dahlia Hotel Series:  Mikaela’s Debut (coming on August 18, 2014) and Vaughn’s Awakening (work in progress)
The Horsemen Series:  The Appearance of Impropriety
WWW.FACEBOOK.COM/SKYEMICHAELSBOOKS Fan Page for covers and first chapters


And this is one of Sky's favourite books:

Gabriella’s Prosecution
The Black Iris Club Three
By Skye Michaels

Gabriella Maria Delaveccia is an Assistant State’s Attorney with the Broward County State’s Attorney’s Office.  She has worked for the very handsome but enigmatic and sometimes difficult State’s Attorney, Miguel Gatto, since his election two years ago.  Miguel is a not-so-typical Latin male with control issues.  He keeps a tight hand on every case in the office, and Gabby had been wondering if she would ever progress past second chair.  While Gabby is wildly attracted to Miguel and has been singed by his macho aura, she is afraid of that attraction.  It wouldn’t be smart to get involved with the boss.  Although, she has fantasized about him in the privacy of her houseboat, Gabby’s Nest, for two years, she tried to convince herself that she couldn’t stand him being near her when she really wanted to climb into his skin.
Miguel Juan Carlos Gatto-Alba is a sadist whose roots in Spain go back to the Inquisition.  The kinky strain has come down through the Gatto family tree to the present day.  As a member of the exclusive and secret Black Iris Club, Miguel has dealt with his sexual kink through the use of BDSM to keep his urges under control.  Safe words and protocols help him curb his urges.  His dark side is very intriguing but more than a little scary.  The Gatto family were some of the early settlers in Puerto Rico, and they still live on the family estate, Bahia Honda, in the mountains above San Juan.   All the Gatto men have been Doms since before that word or concept existed.  Miguel wanted Gabriella from the moment he first saw her in the office, but in his political position, he has to be careful.  Scandal could ruin not only his legal career but his hopes for a future in politics.
When Gatto assigns a high profile but dangerous case to Gabby to prosecute he is worried that he is putting her in the crosshairs of the defendant, Ramόn Gonzalez, head of the El Salvadoran Los Mara Toros Rojas gang.  Miguel finally takes a chance and initiates a relationship with Gabriella, but can they deal with the dangerous case unfolding around them as well as a dangerous attraction to each other?

Available on Bookstrand.Com,
Other books by Skye Michaels available on, and
The LeClub Series:  Calleigh’ Collar, Kelly’s Challenge, Anne’s Courage, Paula’s Commitment, Madison’s Choice and Belinda’s Crown
The Golden Dolphin Series:  Ivorie’s Surprise, Harper’s Submission, Violette’s Vibrato, Cassandra’s Revenge, and Pandora’s Box.  Coming Soon:  Hannalore’s Treasure
The Black Iris Series:  (Coming soon) Kaylin’s Pursuit, Chloe’s Rescue, Gabriella’s Prosecution, and Nicollette’s Defense
The Horsemen Series:  The Appearance of Impropriety
WWW.FACEBOOK.COM/SKYEMICHAELSBOOKS Fan Page for covers and first chapters



Chapter One
At Timpano on Las Olas Boulevard in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, Monday afternoon, December 15, 2014
Gabriella Delaveccia sat across the table from her boss, Miguel Juan Carlos Gatto-Alba. Normally she loved the ambiance and the great food at Timpano. The restaurant was located on the beautiful tree-lined shopping street in downtown Fort Lauderdale where a mix of high-rise office buildings, quaint shops, boutiques, art galleries, and restaurants delighted tourists and residents alike. The well-known street was a gathering place for people strolling in the evenings and congregating along the Riverwalk for jazz and art festivals.
Gabby shifted in her seat. Having to sit so close to Miguel made her stomach jumpy. He both frightened and excited her.  She usually kept as much physical distance from him as she could manage without being rude. She had worked for him for over two years—ever since his election as the Broward County State’s Attorney. She had been surprised when he had kept the current staff on and hadn’t brought in all of his own people. To date she had been unable to figure out just what it was about him that made her so nervous. She had stared down murderers and drug dealers in the courtroom, and not a lot scared her. Something about Miguel…
Was it his stunning good looks or the fabulous body that was not disguised by his custom-made European suits? Was it the testosterone that seemed to roll off him in waves? She could never quite put her finger on it. The man was seriously gorgeous with slightly wavy black hair and ice-blue eyes one wouldn’t expect to see on a Latin male. And, goodness, the way he filled out a pair of slacks.
Miguel ordered a bottle of wine, and they glanced at the well-known menu. When their lunches had been ordered, he sat back, and she felt his gaze running over her body. He wasn’t undressing her with his eyes as the romance novels said, but his glance felt like hot fingers running over her skin. Maybe she was just hypersensitive to anything that had to do with Miguel Gatto.
“Gabriella, you did an excellent job sitting second chair on the Baker trial. I know you thought you were ready to handle it all on your own, but I did not agree.”
“Gabriella, let me finish. And, please, call me Miguel. This is a social occasion after all. I now think that perhaps you are ready to handle the next big case solo. You can bring in your own second chair, of course. The Mara Toros Rojas trial is coming up in February. Do you think you are ready to prosecute that one on your own?”
“Yes. I know I’m ready. That is going to be a very high-profile case. Are you sure you…”
“Gabriella, I know everyone thinks I jump on the big cases as a form of self-aggrandizement, but in fact, that is not true. I have not felt any of the Assistant State’s Attorneys in the office have been ready to try the big ones alone. It is a political fact of life that I have to keep my face out there. As a prosecutor, I have to maintain my reputation for being tough on crime. I do have to get re-elected after all. If I don’t, all of you ASAs might find yourselves out of jobs when my replacement brings in his own people. I chose not to do that, but to take the office as it was. Also, our win-loss ratio has some bearing on our funding. Success begets success. The higher-ups won’t admit that, but that is another fact of life.”
“I know you have pressures that the ASAs don’t share.”
“I’m glad you recognize that fact.” He smiled at her. When he smiled a genuine warm smile it changed his face from slightly forbidding to truly stunning. He had the most striking bone structure. His campaign literature had disclosed that his family had been in Puerto Rico for over four hundred years but traced their lineage back to Medieval Spain.
“I’m going to let you take over the Toros Rojas prosecution, but I am going to oversee the file. I’ll expect you to keep me in the loop as the case progresses. You will have to be on your toes on this one, Gabriella. The defendant, Ramón Gonzalez, is a very dangerous man, and the Toros will pull out all the stops to hamper our prosecution. Also they have some cartel backing and a nearly unlimited budget for his defense. If we can put him away, the power of the Toros will be severely compromised for the foreseeable future. His only possible successor is his younger brother, Rafael, and he is not seasoned enough to command the respect of the other gang members. They don’t have another capo ready to step up and take Ramón’s place if he is convicted, just a rag-tag bunch of thugs.” Miguel frowned and continued. “We might be able to sweep them all up. I am reluctant to let a woman take over this case.”
“That is entirely unfair and unjustified, Miguel. I can handle it.”
“Again, Gabriella, you didn’t let me finish. I am reluctant only because the rivalry between the El Salvadorans and Hondurans is vicious. Their turf war has been heating up for a couple of years now. It could be dangerous, and I don’t like to put a woman in their crosshairs. It goes against my grain, even if that is not politically correct.”
“I’ll be careful. I want this case, Miguel.”
“Yes, I can see that, Gabriella. I am assigning this case to you against my personal better judgment because of the danger involved.” He paused as if gathering his thoughts and abruptly changed the subject. “I was wondering if I might ask you out to dinner one night soon. I would like to get to know you better.” He reached across the table and took her hand and squeezed it briefly.
Oh, no. This was what she had felt coming for a while now, and she had done her best to keep out of his way. She had to admit she found him dangerously attractive—sort of like getting too close to a volcano and looking over the edge into the lava pool. It was hot. It was mesmerizing, but a girl could get burned. “Miguel, I don’t know if that would be a good idea given that we have to work together.”
“I think we are both adult enough to handle any problems that might arise. Give it some thought. I’ll ask you again in a few days.”



Gabriella moaned as he deepened the kiss. She hadn’t intended to let things go so far tonight. She knew she had to be cautious here, but to be honest, she didn’t feel like being cautious. There was something dangerously seductive about Miguel Juan Carlos Gatto-Alba. It was right out there. No question. He was a sexy, domineering, alpha male in control of his life and world, and possibly in control of her. She knew she had to put on the brakes, or she would be lost in his kiss, in his touch.
“Miguel, let’s slow this down a little bit. I’m not ready to sleep with you.”
“Who said anything about sleeping?”
“You know what I mean.”
“I do, querida, but I will make that decision when we both are ready.”
“And I don’t have anything to say about it?” She didn’t like the sound of this.
“Of course you do. I just meant I would know when the time was right for both of us to take this further. I will always put your needs first, querida, and you will know exactly what you are getting into before I do. Now lay back and relax. It’s not going to happen tonight, although you may wish it had.”
“You’re very sure of yourself, aren’t you, Miguel?”
“Yes. Very sure. Now hush and let me kiss you.” His lips came back to hers, and he plundered her mouth as his beautiful hands coasted down over her breasts. His touch was firm and confident as he drifted down to the hem of her dress. Before she knew it, he had pushed it up to her waist. She would be in trouble if she let him get too much further. His questing fingers slipped under the lace edge of her thong and found her wet pussy. Oh, no. There was no hiding her reaction to him. His fingers brushed her pussy, and a quiver surged through her. The man had talented fingers. “Relax, baby.”
“Gabriella, let me provide the dessert we didn’t have in the restaurant.” He kissed her again, and she moaned into his mouth. “I won’t take it further than this.” She didn’t know why she trusted him to keep his word, but she did. Miguel didn’t say things he didn’t mean.
She jerked under his hand when he grazed her clit. Moisture flooded her sex. He had homed right in on the spot. She felt her resolve beginning to ebb along with the tide. The moon was waning, and the beach was dark. They were completely alone, their only company some sea birds roosting in the sea grass at the top of the dunes.
 He continued to play with her, bringing her to the edge of coming and then backing down the pressure until she was reaching for his touch. “I can do this for hours, querida. I can have you almost there and then begging me to finish. I can teach you much about pleasure.”

* * * *

Pleasure and pain, Miguel thought. You have much to learn, little one. He had wanted Gabriella since the first day he had seen her in his office. He intensified his touch until her hips were arched off the towel. Then he plunged his fingers into her tight, wet slit and found her G-spot. He ruthlessly stroked it until she broke around him. She moaned and tossed her head as he continued the stimulation through a second orgasm. Finally, he let her come down. He pulled her into his arms and cuddled her against his chest. He knew she had to be cold. The December night, though still mild for a Florida winter, was chilly. He took his jacket off and wrapped her in it. He would always take care of his sub, although she didn’t know that was what she was going to be. He could take his time. Gabriella was a prize worth waiting and working for.

* * * *

Gabby relaxed against his chest. This was not exactly what she had expected. Truthfully, she had not known exactly what to expect. Two orgasms and the man hadn’t taken off his clothes. What could he do to her naked in a bed? Did she want to find out? The answer to that had to be yes. She just wasn’t quite ready to begin the journey. 

WOW!  Thank you so much, Skye, for being my guest today.

Join me again on Friday when my guest for 'Meet the Author' will be Peyton Clarke.  Until then enjoy the rest of the week and have fun with whatever you are reading and/or writing.

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