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Mid Week Tease - The Exhibition



Welcome to my portion of Mid Week Tease. A special "Thanks" to fellow author Sandra Bunino for creating and organizing MWT.


This week I thought I'd share a little somethin' from my newest release, The Crimson Rope.



From my story, The Exhibition.


     I stood there slack-jawed and wondered when Slater Nolan had changed up his artistic medium. At the last showcase Jayce, Slater’s younger brother and my best friend, had taken me to, Slater showed off his gritty, urban photography in an upscale Chicago loft.

                  But not this time.

     This time we were in a large warehouse, staring at huge painted canvases. Each canvas was its own vignette and formed the backdrop for life-sized, erotic sculptures.

     Jayce and I moved with the flow of the onlookers, stopping to see Slater’s next set. Only they weren’t carved. They were nude, muscled-up, body-painted men. While some were draped in chains, others held whips, cuffs or paddles. I almost reached out to touch one of them. They were so well painted it was hard to tell the difference between them and Slater’s sculptured statues.

     Jayce tugged on my arm, bringing my attention to a bevy of beautiful naked women who had been elevated up from the concrete floor. Their stage was a slow spinning podium. Like the men, the women didn’t move. They were all frozen in haunting forms.

     Live mannequins.

     I held on to Jayce’s arm as we did a well-timed one-eighty, staring at it all. The only way I could best describe it, was “bondage artwork.” Each woman had been intricately tied with crimson ropes. Some were bound at the wrists, while others were tied off at the ankles and thighs. Even more of Slater’s female displays dangled from the overhead rafters, their petite frames completely wrapped in elaborate rope configurations. Everywhere I looked, it was like the Cirque du Soleil of sensuality and sexual expression. Even if you weren’t into kink, or art, it was impossible to miss the stinging overtones of pleasure. Of pain. Of dominance. Of submission. More than an art exhibition, I was standing in the middle of a full-blown, invitation only, erotic show.

Here's where you can find The Crimson Rope:

Amazon
Amazon UK
ARe
BookStrand
Evernight

The Crimson Rope is also up on the November's Cover Love Poll on Lolly Tova's blog and we (myself and the other authors) would love for you to pop on over and vote for our beautiful cover. http://www.lollytova.com/

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