I passed over the money.
I was ordered to strip naked.
I was tied up.
I had to bend over a kneeler like those you’d see in a medieval church.
First the flogger.
Then the strap.
Then the tawse – it’s like a wide belt, solid leather. Burns like hell.
Then the cane. Oh, the cane…every time I got hit I had to count and say thank you.
And once the agony of the beating ended, I was tied to a chair with my thighs tied wide, and forced to have an orgasm.
Humiliating. Excruciating. Brutal. I had bruises for two weeks after.
Who was the bastard sadist who did all this to me?
A monster?
A rapist?
A violent thug?
No. It was a five-foot three lithe little beauty of a brunette named Mistress Jeanette.
I’d just gotten my ass kicked by a Dominatrix.
My name is Tiffany Reisz, and I’m a kinkster. Switch by nature. Submissive by training. I love it. I live it. I write about it.
Once upon a time I decided to write a book that would include a scene where a beautiful man ended up blindfolded with his hands tied behind his back. When I looked at this tied up man in my mind (often, very often), I knew it was a women who’d tied him up. But what sort of woman would do that?
Who else? A Dominatrix.
So my book became a story about a stuffy British man, a bit of a bluestocking boy even if he was sexy as sin, forced into a working relationship with a feisty, frisky, fearless Dominatrix. I gave her my personality since I wasn’t using it at the time. And thus Mistress Nora Sutherlin, erotica writer by day, Dominatrix by night, was born.
Of course I had to do research, didn’t I? Last year in NYC I made an appointment with a Dominatrix for a 30-minute session. What happened is detailed at the top—flogging, caning, bruising, orgasm by force.
Here’s the fun thing about Dominatrixes. They’re real and they’re just like you imagine they would be. Beautiful, larger-than-life, sadistic, powerful, and not afraid to pull any punches. You give them your money for the pleasure of putting your life in their hands. And if you’re me, you don’t begrudge a penny of it after. In a world that expects men to be Alphas and women to kneel, these ladies stand on the backs of the boys of the world and tells them to stay there, shut up, and do what they’re told.
Today’s my 34th birthday so that means I’m in charge.
So shut up. Buy THE SIREN. Read it. Love it.
Or else…
Tiffany Reisz lives in Lexington, Kentucky with her boyfriend (a reformed book reviewer) and two cats (one good, one evil). She graduated with a B.A. in English from Centre College in Danville, Kentucky and is making both her parents and her professors proud by writing BDSM erotica under her real name. She has five piercings, one tattoo, and has been arrested twice.
When not under arrest, Tiffany enjoys Latin Dance, Latin Men, and Latin Verbs. She dropped out of a conservative southern seminary in order to pursue her dream of becoming a smut peddler. Johnny Depp’s aunt was her fourth grade teacher. Her first full-length novel THE SIREN was inspired by a desire to tie up actor Jason Isaacs (on paper). She hopes someday life will imitate art (in bed).
If she couldn’t write, she would die.
“Tiffany Reisz is a smart, artful, and masterful new voice in erotic fiction! An erotica star on the rise!”
Award-winning author Lacey Alexander
“Tiffany Reisz’s The Original Sinners series is painful, prideful, brilliant, beautiful, hopeful, and heart-breaking. And that’s just the first hundred pages.”
Courtney Milan, New York Times Bestselling Author of The Duchess War
“A beautiful, lyrical story… The Siren is about love lost and found, the choices that make us who we are…and above all, finding our way home. I can only hope that Ms. Reisz pens a sequel!”
Bestselling author Jo Davis
“Dazzling, devastating and sinfully erotic, Reisz writes unforgettable characters you’ll either want to know or want to be. The Siren is an alluring book-within-a-book, a story that will leave you breathless and bruised, aching for another chapter with Nora Sutherlin and her men.”
Miranda Baker, author of Bottoms Up and Soloplay
The Original Sinners series certainly lives up to its name: it’s mindbendingly original and crammed with more sin than you can shake a hot poker at. I haven’t read a book this dangerous and subversive since Chuck Palahniuk’s Fight Club. The most shocking thing, however, is how much you’ll feel for the characters. If your heart doesn’t break at least ten times over the course of The Siren, check yourself into a morgue.”
Andrew Shaffer, author, Great Philosophers Who Failed at Love
