Saturday Spotlight
Hello, Gray here again and today I have Raven McAllan who stopped by to talk about her new book Nina’s Dom. She brought Dominic Christopher from Dommissimma #3 along to answer some questions.
A little bit about Nina’s Dom
Nina Mack is no sub. So why then do all her senses scream at her to submit to the enigmatic Dominic Christopher? When the two meet at her friend's hen party at Dommissima, sparks fly. Their attraction is immediate and explosive, but how can Nina ever allow herself to enter into a relationship with a Dom?
Dominic has lost interest in BDSM since the death of his wife, so the insistent tug of awareness toward the volatile and decidedly bratty Nina is a welcome surprise. With his inner Dom firmly awakened can he convince Nina to give their relationship a try?
Time will tell if these two can find their own Dom/sub relationship and reclaim happiness.
Please tell us a little bit about yourself Dominic:
I'm a businessman with interests all around the world. I was born and brought up in Barbados, but I live near Glasgow now.
I've been a Dom for many years. My late wife and I lived as Master and slave. However since she died, although I've helped out at Dommissimma, I've had no interest in getting involved with anyone. Until I saw Nina. Our dynamic will be very different. If she ever says yes to anything.
What happens when you lose your temper?
I go very, very quiet. Then evidently I go white. Then the volcano erupts. According to the other Doms at the club, everyone ducks for cover, but it's usually short lived, and doesn't happen often. However, as far as I'm concerned I'm a pussy cat. Stroke me and I'll purr, laugh or growl.
Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
You know I had to think hard about that. I have no idea how I'm seen, except at the club as I hope a good Dom. That's important and if I wasn't someone would soon tell me. So unless I'm told otherwise, then yes, I guess I am. Nina is happy though so that's what counts.
Is humor important? Why or why not?
Humor is one of the most important things in life. If it's a case of laugh or cry, then laugh every time. Okay, that is much too simplistic, and I've done my fair share of crying, believe me. Try to be upbeat and happy, and look on the bright side, and everything feels better. And let’s be honest, so many simple everyday things are easy to laugh at. But I must add I'd never laugh at anyone, only with them.
Is expressing love difficult for you? Why?
It's not difficult when you know it's the right person for you. Love isn't a word I use lightly.
Does your author ever try to take over the story? And how do you deal with it?
She tried once. I gave her what Nina called my Dommly look and asked how she liked the kiss of a flogger. Raven hates pain (or so she says—there is the thought sometimes that the lady protesteth too much) so she soon shuts up.
If you could pull your author into your world, what do you think would happen to them?
I've often wondered that. She says she's a wuss but is very interested in all we do. I'm not sure how her other half would react though. Mind you, everything she learned could add to her knowledge kink
If you were to spend a day with a reader, what would you two do together?
Of course it would depend on the reader, and if my lovely Nina agreed, but a day at Dommissimma might be a nice treat. Let them discover their inner self. I'd let them talk to Nina, and Athol and Edan (from A Dom's Decision) , and of course we'd all play a little smirk.
Where do you see yourself in the future? What do you hope to accomplish?
With Nina, as Master and sub. With a family and living a happy ever after.
If you could time travel and/or live anywhere in the world, where would you go and/or where would that be?
If you could change one facet of your life what would it be? To have done as Lue, my wife told me before she died, which was not to mourn, but be grateful for all we had. She said I should live life to the full again immediately. However it took a very special lady to show me what I was missing so maybe I had to do things the way I did.
Excerpt from the book:
"Seriously none of it is my thing, believe me."
"Why not?"
His tone was once more the listen and obey one that sent her senses on high alert. She might not be interested in him on one level, but on another one—the most basic one—his absolute authority hit her like a sledgehammer, and every fiber of her being wanted to do anything he asked.
"Don't tell me you're too tight minded to explore things that might be right for you?" He looked at her like an insect under a microscope.
Nina bit her lip. Her maybe, just maybe, attitude dissolved as fast as snow on a south facing slope. The look he gave her, as her body tightened, was enough to make her search her mind for the best way to respond politely and not show her annoyance. She didn't have red hair and a temper to match for nothing.
"Why," she said in as even a tone as she could manage, "do people always think that once you've tried something, you know, been there, done that and got the t-shirt, and decided it’s not for you, you're either too wussy, too prissy, or too narrow minded to carry on?"
"Because it's usually true?" Nic said. "Isn't it?"
"Not at all." Nina stood up and glared down at him. "That's a pathetic argument for when someone isn't getting their own way."
He chuckled, and the strain lines on his face disappeared to become crinkle lines of laughter. The transformation made her heart speed up. If she wasn't careful she'd fall for him hook, line, and sinker, and Nina could only guess at the complications that could bring
Well what can I say?
A little bit about Raven:
I'm growing old disgracefully and loving it.
Dh and I live on the edge of a Scottish forest, and rattle around in a house much too big for us.
Our kids have grown up and flown the nest, but roll back up when they want to take a deep breath and smell the daisies so to speak.
I write in my study, which overlooks the garden and the lane. I'm often seen procrastinating, by checking out the wild life, looking—only looking—at the ironing basket and assuring tourists that indeed, I'm not the bed and breakfast. That would mean cooking fried eggs without breaking the yolks, and disturbing the dust bunnies as they procreate under the beds. Not to be thought of.
Being able to do what I love, and knowing people get pleasure from my writing is fantastic. Long may it last.
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By J.R. Gray
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