BDSM: Interview, Excerpt and Giveaway: Elise Hepner

Ohhh day 24 already of the BDSM event? waow!! How this is flying in1 A massive thanks to author Elise Hepner who has taken the time out to answer some questions, share an excerpt LUS offer a giveaway! Waow! Isn't she just awesome??

About Elise Hepner

Elise Hepner lives with her spastic cat, two hyperactive ferrets and a very supportive, slightly crazy husband. There is never a dull moment in the house, unless the caffeine runs out, which it never does. She’s a multi-published erotica author in both ebooks and print as well as a few websites. She’s driven by her tea addiction and a tiny stuffed turtle her husband picked up from Disney World that sits on her desk and “supervises” her work. She has let loose her storytelling addiction that has hung around since birth, along with a deep need for organization, which helps her write. When not writing (which is rare), she’s watching countless hours of reality television, playing the Sims or shopping online. Plus there’s that odd obsession with the color purple. Everything is purple. Visit Elise at her blog, A Willing Writer’s Blog: Erotica 1.0, to keep up with her naughty ramblings, random tidbits and future work.
 

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Inteview:
 
~ Can you share with readers your latest news?

Well right now I'm currently writing the sequel to Furious Lust, which is titled Furious Temptation, which deals with Tisiphone's demon sister, Mageara who's forced to work with a demon made, Omen, because his psychotic ex-wife broke a major rule of the Underworld and is being punished for it. Mageara's job is to assess the punishment of demons who break the rules and her involvement brings the two together spiraling down to save his ex-wife from a damning fate.

I'm also waiting on several contracts to float my way but hopefully I'll have some novella's out in the near future as well.

~ Do you recall how your interest in writing originated?

I always wanted to write though I'm not sure when the love started because I learned to read off Calvin and Hobbes comics. But I do know I started writing in earnest when I went through my "Harriet the Spy" phase where I wrote everything down in a notebook and from there my writing progressed until I couldn't do anything else. I read so many books as a teenager I was just like "I can do--if these people can do this, I can". And I went to college with my five year plan, got out of college, and broke myself into the business as quick as I could get accepted. Failure wasn't an option, this was the only thing I could do.

~ Where do you get most of your inspiration from?

A lot of it will come from TV and movies--like the other day I was watching Gilmore Girls while I was editing a piece and I thought to myself, what would happen if a longtime couple owned a diner and they closed early for a anniversary celebration. Except the husband never lets them leave the diner, instead he leaves all the lights on and uses his wife is this torrid, voyeuristic, heavy BDSM scene for all the town to pass-by and see. I'm writing that short right now for an anthology call and it all came out of Luke's diner as inspiration. My head is pretty random, sometimes being inside there is a little scary/

~ Are any of your characters experiences based on your own?

Not a whole lot, although a few of them have my fantasies mixed up into them. Occasionally I'll throw in an inspiration I took from my bedroom or a toy I enjoyed because I have personal experience with it, but the majority of the time it's pure sexy randomness.

~ What's the best thing about being a writer?

Getting to go to work in my pajama's every day? Ha, that and working for myself is really nice because I tend to drive myself extremely hard to the point where I'm thinking about getting anxiety meds and then I can take a step back, say calm the hell down, and take the day off. Most people when put in that situation at work have to deal with it--but I can deal with it standing in front of my fridge picking out junk food and figuring out what episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer I want to watch next. The freedom is worth every single rejection and every second of heartbreak during a critique.

~ Do you have a motto for when your writing?

I wouldn't say it's a motto but a good friend of mine made me put up a post-it note that says "I Am Epic" so that whenever I start freaking out that my stuff is horrid, I can check it, and laugh. I guess you could say that's a motto, but as most writers, I have a inferiority complex sixteen miles wide and as deep as the Grand Canyon.

~What's in store for your readers in the future?

I'm working on a lot more long work this year, more novels, series, etc. I'm calling 2013 my "Year of Fear" in which I do all the things in my career that completely terrify me including writing longer works, subbing to different publishers, and really taking a flying leap in terms of pushing myself both with subject matter and in my career. It's going to be a trying year, but it'll be worth it. I'm hopping to push out 500,000 thousand words this year.

~ Do you have any advice for aspiring authors?

Write like it's your job from the second you start whether that be morning, noon, or night because you have to take yourself seriously or no one in the publishing industry will. Push yourself constantly and always move forward whether that be word count, a genre you've never thought you'd try, or a publisher you've been hoping to land but have been too afraid to go for it. Start from the top because there are enough people in the world trying to bring you down and failures happen more than people let on, but once you know you've taken the chance regardless of the outcome, you won't have any regrets.

BDSM:
 
~ What's your view on BDSM?
 
I LOVE BDSM for it's mental quality and the head space that it can inspire. I think there's something so freeing about not having to be in control all the time and knowing that in an environment of complete trust that pushing limits is okay. It's an exploration of both partners both physically and mentally which gives them the chance to grow together through physical expression as a way of communication. BDSM peels back people to their raw form and really highlights vulnerability while also engaging in a powerplay that promotes confidence in different sexual choices. Whether that be dominate or submissive, exploring and defining our choices and the ability to make them, even when that ability is taken away, is an important step in exerting confidence outside the bedroom and in real life. It's not all whips, chains, and roleplay because it can aid a relationship and the two or more people in it with their outside experiences in terms of understanding of limits, how to make choices, and how to go farther in life even when they aren't entirely comfortable with the outcome.

~ Have you ever tried it? What were your experiences?

I have tried it, although a lady never flogs and tells.

What or who is your favourite BDSM book/author?
 
I don't have a favorite per se, but one that sticks in my mind that I really enjoyed when I first started getting into the genre is A Pound of Flesh by Susan Wright.

Handcuffed or blindfolded?
 
Both and preferably with a gag as well.

Dominant or submissive?
 
No question, submissive
 
 
About the Book:

One mistake can change a life

let alone an eternity.

Tisiphone
s a revenge demon working for Hades in the Underworld torturing damned souls. When she escapes for three days under the sun with a human male, her leash is pulled tight. Tisiphones banished from the Underworld to Earth and stripped of her demonic powers. But that
s not what drives her horrendous nightmares.

Cithaeron
s human life was dedicated to revenge, until a demon walked into it. The wickedly intense, sensually destructive Tisiphone takes over his life with probing questions and haunting caresses. Its over in a blink. After centuries of torture in Limbo, Hades brings him back for a judgment call that could change their intertwined lives
dead or alive.

Their future is in their past. Their lust can burn each other to the ground. But they
ve got to learn to work together or theyll both go to Hell for good.
Excerpt:
He moved me with confidence, our hips rolling from side to side while his breath eased across my neck. His clean cheek lightly brushed mine. Before Id found any composure goose bumps dotted my arms and I sensed the curve of his lips against my ear. We worked as one to the techno rhythm that replicated the beat of my heartmy pulse plunged into a rather embarrassing quickness.
 
Through my leather skirt his warmth soaked into my flesh radiating body heat upward through my breasts. My nipples pebbled with sexual awareness, my belly twisting into a labyrinth of knots. His body was tightly pressed against my lower back so there was no question as to whether or not he was enjoying our dance. As his fingers guided the swing of my hips, for once, Ill admit, I was captivated. While I wasted no time reaching behind me tracing up his arms, shoulders, and chest with my hands.
 
There was a certain seductive slowness that set him apart from my usual partners. He didnt lack confidence. Much could be gathered from the way a man danced with a woman and my body wasnt lying to me. Id learned to trust my instincts. My partner was special.
 
His fingers slipped beneath my clingy, vinyl tank top playing along my ribs. When his hands tightened along my naked flesh our flirtation deepened into a more serious encounter. Despite his hold, I couldnt avoid savoring his warmth. My first touch of cleansing fire, a comfort, and the key to my arousal. My fingers eased through his soft hair tangling in the strands at the nape of his neck. For the briefest of moments, I entertained the fact that he might go further, cupping my breasts and brushing his calloused thumbs across my tingling nipples.
 
But his hands squeezed tighter along my waist, though we moved as if nothing had changed between us. Would it be wrong to admit I enjoyed this edge? Whatever the game was between us. Even the subtle brush of my stockings against my inner thighs left me wide-eyed and wet between my legs. We were playing with fire.
 
His possessive, too hard touch promised an outcome I couldnt fathom. A jolt of fear prickled beneath my skin. Though I faltered in my steps, the stranger only pressed harder against my hips with his chin casually resting on the top of my head. He never missed a beat, while I was shivering in his embrace.
 
My throat was constricted to a knot while my instincts shot off sparks inside my body. Yet, I was drawn to him. I moaned when his rough, long fingers slipped down beneath the top of my skirt idly following an outline of the waistband across my stomachand lower. There was no going back now. Beneath the scent of sweat and alcohol that permeated the club, a familiar charred wood-smoke scent lingered on my clothing.
 


Home.

 
It was only a moment before I completely understood my situation, with a jolt that sent my mind reeling. My weak-kneed acceptance was replaced with ironclad knowledge of the man at my back. His almost unbearable heat lingered inside me. The scent of the Underworld clung to the strands of hair across my face. His unwavering grip. But perhaps, for a secondif I could take some more time to think

 
Unable to fully process, automatically my arms dropped from around his neck and my hands clenched into fists. Realization left me cold and aching. Without knowing who I was facing, without my powers, it would be foolish to spin on him and attack. But my need to vent my rage left me seething. One of the most sexual moments of my existence in recent history had been dashed.
 
Whoever he was, he was working for them the Underworld.
 
 
Hed stopped dancing against me and his breath against the nape of my neck spun me deeper into a confusing hole. It cannot be so. But when I broke our contact from hips to head glancing down the smooth line of my bodyApollos balls, I knew those fingers as if they were my own. Could I bring myself to turn around? To look him in the eye?
 

“Tisiphone,” he murmured low and cool against the lip of my ear.

 
I saw his face as if it wasn
t dark in the nightclubas if my past was yesterday. His low, pleased voice triggered a darkness inside me that I was afraid to acknowledge. His fingers pinched into mine as I tried to pry his hands off me, until I softly cried out. But he let me go, letting me know with his continued presence at my back that he would have kept me there if he wanted to.
 
There would never be enough space between usthis wasnt real.
 
I turned until Id locked eyes with his pale gray irisesbut they werent gray anymoreand not because of the harsh dancehall lighting. While I searched inside his shining coal black eyes, I sensed the trace of brimstone magic within him. His tongue casually flicked across his lips. An unreadable expression, even with neon lights spinning and whirling across him.
 
If he were truly of my old world, his skin would be shiny as an oil slickblack with dappled rainbows beneath the chaotic light play. In the night hed be purely human in appearance until any ray of light caught his flesh. But there was nothing. Nothing that was recognizable but tan, human flesh like mine.
 
What have they made him? What have they done? Brimstone. Black eyes. No pulse. But looked human. His heatthe undeniable heat of those from the Underworld because though creatures there have no need to breathe or bleed, the temperature at the Earths core isnt anything to trifle with on a whim. He carried the depth of heat that my kind engineered as a defense mechanism to live in the Underworld.
 
That was my answer. I couldnt deny it any longer. I knewgods, I wished I didnt. I wouldnt wish it on my worst enemy. Not even a man who had unknowingly condemned me to live a life far from my sisters for hundreds of years.
 


Demon.

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Waow! Doesn't this sound AMAZING???
 
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What do you think of the interview? What do you think of Furious Lust?
 
 

 



 
 
 
 

2 comments

  1. "I am epic" - I do like that.

    This book does sound amazing thank you.

    marypres(AT)gmail(DOT)com

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  2. Thanks so much, Mary. Most of the time it helps!

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