Submission is one of the biggest sexual turn-on’s for us humans. There’s something about giving up control and anticipating when and how we might be touched that creates a mind-blowingly slow erotic burn. So it’s no surprise this little gem of a short book has done so well since its release on 2 November.
Willsin Rowe and Katie Salidas co-authored Submission Therapy – which is no mean feat given they are different genders. I met Willsin via social media (ah- the glories of Facebook) and he and Katie agreed to answer a few behind-the-scenes questions about how Submission Therapy came together (metaphorically speaking!).
SYNOPSIS: Submission Therapy is essentially a ‘taming of the shrew’ story. Natasha is a corporate mogul – an obsessive-compulsive, driven, autocratic woman with really serious control issues. Therapy has failed her and her frustrated therapist, Dr Benson, decides drastic submission therapy is the ONLY way Natasha is going to learn some much needed manners before she burns out.
Sceptical but intrigued, Natasha agrees to attend the first session. What she finds there is an erotically-charged environment that will forgive none of her habitual bad behaviour. And a steely-eyed man who seems to read her every desire - even the ones she won’t admit to herself. Will Natasha learn what it means to submit? Or will she allow her brittle pride to rob her of what she truly needs?
So let’s have a chat to Willsin Rowe and Katie Salidas and discover the inside dirt on the male/female co-writing experience.
ME: How did the idea to co-write Submission Therapy come about?
Katie: My original idea was the rich woman who you think ‘has it all’ is really a victim of her own rise to power. She has control issues and addictions that are threatening her health and no therapist has been able to cure her. Natasha’s only resort is to submit to Radical Submission Therapy.
I took that idea to Willsin and he jumped on it! He was just as excited about it as me. Once we started talking about it, the story grew almost on its own. Everything from the characters to the book cover just flowed effortlessly.
Willsin: Yeah, Katie had that seed of a story, and had written about three or four pages of it. It immediately grabbed me, because I could see so much potential in it. This is the third story we’ve co-written, and it seems to be getting easier and more fun every time we do it (just like...well, you know...)
ME: Did you notice a gender difference in your approaches to writing erotic scenes?
Katie: Yes, and it works for us. I feel like we benefit from our partnership in that respect. Willsin covers the male perspective, and that gives them more authenticity, and I can provide the same for the female perspective. We accurately portray both sides and make it more “real” for all of our readers.
Especially the simple stuff. While working on Submission Therapy, Willsin would make comments on the manuscript like “need expensive women’s shoes.” He’s a man, what does he know about Louboutins? But I do!
Willsin: Hey! I knew the NAME Louboutins! But, uh...nuthin’ else. I agree, having both genders at our disposal has helped us to fashion characters who react believably to situations. For example, we have men who think and speak like men, not like traditional romance heroes! But I’d struggle to tell you which of us gets the greater joy from writing the bitchy parts of our heroines!
ME: What do you like most about ‘Submission Therapy’ and why?
Katie: I have to say, I really like the character of Natasha. Between the both of us, we really turned that Bitc… ahem… difficult woman, into a character you can relate to. And she’s not done yet. Her therapy has only just begun. Putting her through her paces has been so enjoyable. I’ve never written BDSM before, and I have to admit, I’m having a lot of fun doing it.
Willsin: I have a soft spot for Natasha, too (well, it’s not ALL that soft!). But I loved the dynamic of the situation we placed her in, too. I found it liberating in some ways to write our Dom. He’s a man who has the freedom to speak more directly than most of us. No please, no thank-you, just directives which must be obeyed. In this politically-correct world of the 21st Century, he’s like a polished barbarian: intelligent, well-spoken and sophisticated, yet with an animal presence that can’t be defied. No matter how much Natasha may try!
Well guys, Submission Therapy sounds like a lot of fun and possibly a good first taste of a BDSM erotic story for those who haven’t tried one before. There’s a little teaser extract at the bottom of this post if you want to give it a look.
Submission Therapy is available for $2.99 US here: http://www.excessica.com/books/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=597
Katie lives in Las Vegas and usually writes paranormal romance. Submission Therapy is her first venture into the BDSM world. You can catch up with her work at http://www.katiesalidas.com/.
Willsin lives in Queensland, Australia, writes erotic fiction and by his own admission is moonlighting under a ‘super-secret pen-name in a super-secret genre’ – but he’s giving nothing away. Check him out at http://coffeefuelederotica.blogspot.com.
Submission Therapy: EXCERPT
(WARNING contains sexually explicit content):
© November 2012 by Willsin Rowe and Katie Salidas
Master Sweet rested his hand back in my hair. ‘Natasha, it’s time to begin.’
He fisted that hand again, reigniting the heat in my scalp, while his other swept down my calf and stopped at my red-black two-toned peek-a-boo toe Louboutin pumps.
‘What size do you wear, Natasha?’ He drew the shoes off one at a time.
‘Yet you have size eight feet.’
‘Guys exaggerate their dicks, girls shrink their feet.’
He turned his already-tight fist, pulling a sharp breath into my lungs. ‘That kind of language is a privilege. One you’ve not earned.’
I couldn’t speak through the tension in my body, and I couldn’t nod without risking searing pain. Thankfully Master Sweet eased his grip just enough to allow my voice back.
‘You will address me as Master Sweet, or simply Master.’
‘Yes, simply Master.’ I tensed up, ready for him to squeeze again. Instead he shocked me by pushing forward, overbalancing me until I was on hands and knees, my cheek buried in the carpet. His pelvis nudged up against my ass, and he was definitely packing something hard in there.
He took a long, deep breath in. ‘I do so enjoy these early stages.’
‘Yes, Master,’ said the toadying redhead.
He brought his free hand back down to my feet. He appeared to still be addressing his off-sider. ‘Look at the deep lines her shoes have carved. The rich redness of constriction.’
His breath seemed to falter for a moment. ‘It will be exquisite to see this all over her body.’
All over my body? What exactly was that supposed to mean? I should have known better. Never agree to a deal without the terms being spelled out in a contract. Business 101.
‘Listen, Mister Sweets. Unconventional sex therapy is one thing, but no one is putting any kind of marks on my body. Are we clear?’ I threw his condescending words back at him.
‘Do you understand what it means to submit?’
His callous tone caught me off guard, but I quickly recovered.
‘I have underlings for that.’
‘So you see submission as a form of weakness.’
‘Absolutely. I bow to no one.’
‘You do now.’