Erotic Research: STUDENSTEIN!
Hi Nikki! (Hey Daisy! *Muah*) Thanks for having me on the blog again to celebrate the release of my latest novella, STUDENSTEIN! (And yes, I always write STUDENTSTEIN! in all-caps with an exclamation point at the end. My hero Royce deserves at least that much.)
So, I’ve decided to talk a little today about research. I have no qualms whatsoever admitting that I have not done all the acts I write about in my books. In fact, as my bio makes clear, I haven’t done any of them.
Yes, it’s true. I’m a virgin. (I’m dying with laughter over here, can you hear me all the way across the country?) And this is why research is so important for me as an erotic romance writer. I mean, how can I know what happens behind closed doors if I don’t troll the interwebz for copious amounts of porn? I’d be lost entirely. And my books would be a lot less interesting. (I troll for mass amounts of porn as well, but I can’t really say it’s for research per say – well yes, I can, I need to look at it because how else am I supposed to know if authors got it right? Yes, that’s it.)
And STUDENSTEIN! Required more than the average amount of study. Because it includes a scene not commonly found in erotic romance novels. Something “top shelf” as my husband likes to call it—because you have to ask the guy at the video store to retrieve it off a shelf reserved for customers with “special tastes.”
Of course, there’s the go-to spot for “top shelf” porn: kink.com. And if any of you have never been there, I highly recommend you visit. But alas, I’m a good girl—I don’t pay for porn. And there’s only so much one can glean from the pieced-together snippets one can get for free.
I figured, there MUST be some couple out there who videoed themselves doing this act and posted it on YouTube. Or wherever it is that kind of perv posts videos of themselves doing disgusting acts. I’m here to tell you—I searched for a long, long while. I read discussion boards, skulked around Fetlife. Finally, I found a clip of a husband and wife doing what I was looking for. And… Well, it wasn’t all that different from how I’d imagined.
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Freedom fighter Shani Brown is determined to drag the ungrateful Royce back to her team in Seattle. Despite his denial of mistreatment, she wants to give him a chance at a better life. Due to her horrific past as an unlicensed love-bot, Shani never plans to have sex again. But Royce’s makers punish him remotely with crippling pain. His only escape is to orgasm. Never one to turn her back on a job, Shani soon finds herself servicing him—and soon after, caring for him.
Love-bot Royce Harden wasn’t looking to be rescued, especially not from the San Francisco BDSM club where he was having a perfectly good time. But rescued he was—by a hellcat bent on delivering him to her people. As Royce starts to trust Shani, he begins to dream of freedom. But freedom comes with a price. Royce must face his vanity, his makers, and even the loss of his sexual upgrades if he’s going to be the man Shani deserves.
Birkenstock-wearing glamour girl and mother of two by immaculate conception, Daisy Harris still isn’t sure if she writes erotica. Her paranormal romances start out innocently enough. However, her characters behave like complete sluts. Much to Miss Harris’s dismay, the sex tends to get completely out of hand.
She writes about trampy mermaids, sexy dragons, and snuff-y shark-shifters. Her work also features zombie ingenues, horny gods, and some holiday characters like you’ve never seen them before. And there’s almost always a mad scientist in there somewhere.