Tagged: 1-800-DOM-help

Fighting for Control
Ari Thatcher
Ellora’s Cave [link to buy]

Rating: 4 out of 5 Paddles

Lori, Marc and Brad work together, but the two men want to start a ménage relationship that includes BDSM with Lori. Lori is older and doesn’t understand why she would attract two younger men.

This installment of the 1-800-DOM-HELP series was a bit of a different read for me as I usually don’t read “cougar” stories. I was pleasantly surprised by the depth of the characters in this story. The way the author took Lori on her journey at Unfettered showed the emotions that a lot of new subs go through when they start on their journey in this lifestyle.

Both men were extremely patient with her even when Lori kept trying to avoid the relationship afterwards. Working with lovers can be very trying even when they are only in the same company much less actually working with each other on a daily basis.

This is the first book I have read by this particular author and it won’t be the last of hers I read.

Reviewed by Iron Mistress

Delight Me
1-800-DOM-help series
Desiree Holt
Ellora’s Cave [link to buy]

Rating: 4 out of 5 Paddles

As part of the 1-800-DOM-help series, I was not disappointed. Dani Maguire, an unsatisfied sub, feels she is in need of a change. As the submissive of Alan Powell, she struggles with new feels that will affect their future. Being the observant Dom, Alan senses Dani’s distraction and not completely surprised when she reveals what is on her mind. Dani opens up to Alan about how she has been suppressing Domme traits. She is even more surprised when he offers to help her transition.

Such a benign looking card….white with black writing, the only text was a phone number…1-800-DOM-help. When she called and explained her situation to the operator, Dani was put in touch with Leila. Nothing shocked her as Dani discussed her desires and put the wheel in motion for her first training session. Given the address to Unfettered and a name to ask for at the door, Dani anxiously stood outside, fighting her internal chicken. G? Would they be Mister or Mistress? With a quick knock, her world changed. “I have an appointment with G,” she said with a level of uncertainty. The mountain of a man that answered the door called for an escort to Mistress G. Her breath hitched when she saw the man standing with the Mistress. Ethan Corelli was a trained sub and was without a partner, but that night he was hers.

As the three of them proceeded through the necessary questions and discussions, it was time to proceed to their playroom. Desire coursed through her body as she saw Ethan naked and awaiting her arrival in every sense of the word. Chemistry between them was obvious. Mistress G orientated Dani to the world of Domme and her responsibilities to Ethan. She was able to recall her lessons learned as a sub and apply them to her new role. With a spectacular session beneath her belt, Dani couldn’t help but fight her growing attachment to Ethan.

As many questions swirling around in her head, she faltered and distanced herself. Did he feel the same for her as she did for him? With the help of Mistress G, Dani and Ethan realized that sometimes you have to trust your heart.

Desiree was able to create vivid mental pictures of the scenes that unfolded. Her accuracy makes me tap my chin and wonder about her own experiences. It is hard to not fall in loves with these two. Ethan’s surrender and Dani’s experiences as a sub allow her to transition into Domme effortlessly. The reality of their concerns with BDSM relationships is all too real.

Reviewed by Michele

Needing Harte
1-800-DOM-help series
Marilu Mann
Ellora’s Cave [link to buy]

Rating: 4 out of 5 Paddles

Part of the 1-800-DOM-help series. Harte Donovan has a problem. A murder leads to him wanting a sexy stripper bound and naked in front of him. He can’t let his secret desires ruin his career as a detective. But when he’s given a mysterious business card, Harte discovers a side of himself he intends to fully embrace. Ramey Nichols strips for a living and he’s not willing to pretend to be something he’s not. When this sexy submissive meets the closeted cop and unwitting Dom, something has got to give. That something might just be Ramey. Ramey knows what he wants, and more than that, finds himself Needing Harte.

Needing Harte was just plain “Wow”. This story is a novella at only 83 pages, but boy, does it pack a punch. I don’t usually read stories in the m/m genre but decided to try this one and I can honestly say I am really glad that I did.

Harte knows very little about being a Dom or anything involved in the BDSM lifestyle, but Ramey picks up on Harte’s natural tendencies when they first meet. As Ramey and Harte start to explore, Harte feels like he’s found the missing piece of himself within his dominance.

Harte and Ramey burn up the pages of this story from page one. It is refreshing to see a story where the dominant is learning and the submissive is not constantly pushing the limits. I also really enjoyed the supporting characters and their assistance in keeping an uncollared sub safe and helping a new Dom learn the ropes. Marilu Mann’s writing style really set this story apart and I enjoyed the feelings and insight into this new relationship.

Reviewed by Star

Fettered Love
1-800-DOM-help series
Michelle Polaris
Ellora’s Cave [link to buy]

Rating: 4 out of 5 Paddles

Fettered Love is part of the series called “1-800-DOM- HELP”. Now this particular story takes us into the lives of Kirk, Master to his long time lover and submissive, Evan. Kirk has decided that he wants to collar Evan and take their relationship to a whole new level of commitment. That is until Evan throws him a curveball with a wish of his own. He wants to raise a child with Kirk and co-parent with the mother. Both men have had difficult childhoods involving abandonment, but Kirk fears Evans’ past is at the root of his desire.

First, Evan needed to convince Kirk to join him in the journey of adding to their family. That proved to be easier than finding a woman who would make the dream a reality. Evan shows Kirk a non-descript white business card with a phone number on the front, “1-800-DOM-HELP” and the message “Help for unusual problems in the BDSM community” on the back. Kirk calls, but hands the phone to Evan after a few rings. Evan explains to the operator their situation and she connects them with Mistress S.

Evan knew that voice. With a few well directed comments, Evan knew it was his Mistress from college and childhood friend of Kirks’, Sarah. After agreeing to meet the next night at Unfettered, an unknown BDSM club, the wheels of destiny are moving to bring these three people back together. Circumstances tore these three apart, but fate was bringing them back together. The meeting was less than ideal as suspicions were confirmed, Mistress S was indeed Sarah and she was volunteering to help the long lost loves of her life achieve their goal.

However, Kirk was not so willing to let Sarah back into their lives. He was fiercely protective of Evan. He was not about to let her hurt Evan again. Little did the others know, Evan was working to heal his two most dearest friends and ultimately create his new family. Sarah and Kirk devise a scene that will teach Evan that he is worth loving, but by doing so they begin repairing their wounds. Kirk mistakenly discovers a secret about Sarah and her motivation behind helping them.

I enjoyed this story and the characters had depth and dimension. The depth that Kirk and Evan love is consuming in and out of the dungeon. The BDSM scenes are descriptive and intense, but rational for the intensity is supported throughout the story.

Reviewed by Michele

Emerald Dungeon
1-800-DOM-help series
Kathy Kulig
Ellora’s Cave [link to buy]

Rating: 4 out of 5 Paddles

Dana wants to explore something she had only read about and accidentally saw a scene at the castle she was working at. Jack was very careful about explaining things and I liked that he was also willing to stop everything before it got started because he wasn’t sure about either himself or her. Dana wasn’t sure she even wanted to stay in Ireland because of her job and family.

For a woman with the job she had before she went to Ireland, Dana wanted a lot of guarantees before making a decision whether she wanted to stay with Jack. This was the interesting part where the club called Unfettered came into play. I think Dana tried to over think everything and not let herself truly submit to Jack. Both seemed to be frustrated but I liked the way Ms. Kulig resolved the issues between them.

This book is part of the 1-800-DOM-help series that revolves around a club called Unfettered. It was quite interesting how the author wove it into this story. It would be fun to have such a club with the type of help it gives for people with questions in real life. It will be fun to read the rest of the series as this was a wonderful story.

Iron Mistress

Close your eyes. Think of the hottest Dom you’ve ever read about …or experienced. It wasn’t his looks or his body that held your interest. Oh. A hot romance hero (and Dom) will whet the appetite of even the most jaded reader or submissive, but that isn’t what keeps them hooked. No, it takes a man with personality. A man who can command a room without doing more than shifting his weight. Raising his eyebrows. Smiling slightly. Sometimes less IS more.

I’ve been active in the SCA (Society for Creative Anachronism) for about fourteen years. During that time I’ve made a lot of friends. There is one gentleman I’ve met who has left a strong impression on me. He’s sweet. Kind to others. The epitome of chivalry, really. But he has that innate ability to command respect just by standing there. He doesn’t have to swagger to get attention. He just draws it by his very demeanor. I don’t know that he has any personal kinks or that he lives a BDSM lifestyle—we aren’t friends in that way—but if it is a part of his life I’d wager that he’s a damn good Dom.

A man who is truly confident in himself doesn’t need to swagger in order to convey his gift of command. He radiates charisma and strength. That man is the kind of hero I try to write in my erotic romances. Not all of my romance heroes live a BDSM lifestyle, but all of them are Dominants. They all have the ability to command others with only a gaze or a nod, and in case you haven’t figured me out yet—my favorite hero archetype is “The Warrior.”

In Protect and Defend, my hero is Lt. Diarmid Redwolf. He commands as a Police Lieutenant with a look. He likes his True Mate (because he’s a shapeshifting wolf) on her knees in front of him giving him head. But he’s all about consent. He’ll only go where she agrees to allow him. He’s the kind of male that his True Mate, Mikaela, knows she can depend on utterly. I love that about Diarmid and so does Mikaela.

When I wrote a medieval romance called Seeking Truth, I fell for my very kinky lord, Baron Eaduin Kempe. Eaduin loves binding his lovers and giving them pleasure beyond enduring, but the consent of his lover is paramount. This is pretty unusual for a man in the middle ages, but I wanted to use this trait as something to set him apart from his peers.

Controlling Interest
, part of the 1-800-DOM-help series from Ellora’s Cave, is the only story I’ve written so far where the hero and heroine are part of the BDSM lifestyle. Tor Stuart owns a BDSM club in the DC area and he’s thrown into business partnership with a natural submissive, Mouse, to whom he’s deeply attracted. This story is a case of “mother knows best” because Tor’s late mother throws the two of them together with the terms of her will. She was a Domme and her meddling from the grave underlines her need to care for others, while at the same time it forces my hero and heroine to confront their desires and needs in a very kinky hot way.

My most recent EC release Alpha vs. Alpha, is a prequel to Protect and Defend. Shapeshifter and uber alpha male, Damien Blackwolf meets his True Mate – a female as strong as he is. But readers should know that among shapeshifter wolves, like their wild cousins, an alpha male still outranks his female counterpart. Serena Goldwolf, Damien’s True Mate, is not too keen on this fact. She’s afraid she has to give up her identity to be with him. Damien proves to her that just because he’s a dominant alpha, it doesn’t mean that she has lose her soul to him…just her heart…and she does.

I love writing about dominant, alpha men and I hope my readers love my strong heroes as much as I do.

Thanks for welcoming me to BDSM Book Reviews. It was great to be here.

Alpha vs. Alpha

Alpha female Serena Goldwolf has spent a lifetime vowing never to be a submissive mate to any Alpha male. But all it takes is one surprisingly sexual meeting with Damien Blackwolf, a dissatisfied client of her shapeshifter dating site Predator-Match.com, and she is down on all fours, wanting to be mounted by the hottest male on two legs—or four—whom she’s ever met.

Damien Blackwolf doesn’t understand why the voluptuous Serena won’t admit they’re True Mates. To convince her, he decides to bring out her baser desires by dragging her off to someplace private to get to know her…intimately. But how can he convince her of their destiny when she refuses to acknowledge their True Mate connection and runs away from him? Guess he’ll just have to hunt her down and persuade her.

In a passionate battle of wills, there most definitely can be two winners.

Publisher’s Note: Previously published elsewhere but has been revised and expanded for Ellora’s Cave.


“What the hell kind of outfit is this?”

Serena Goldwolf’s head shot up at the irate shout coming from the outer office of her shapeshifter matchmaking business, Predator-Match.com. She brushed her bangs off her forehead with a sigh. Damn it, couldn’t anyone in this office take care of stuff without her intervention?

The male voice continued to roar out there, and she knew her secretary wouldn’t be able to handle him because Kara was such an omega even omega males dominated her. Serena sighed again, saved her database update and headed out to confront the wolf male jerk. Serena took in the male outrage with a shake of her head. Asshole. He shook his head as if he’d heard her. Yeah right. She wished.

“I’m sorry, sir. Really.” Kara huddled in her chair, her head dipped and her eyes on her desktop. Submission in her posture and her voice.

“You people set me up with some stalker bitch! I want to talk to one of the owners, now.” A tall black-haired man with dark-brown eyes leaned on the desk, his large hands flat on the wood.

Serena took him in, her body responding immediately. Damn it. She didn’t need this shit, but she couldn’t take her eyes off him. He wore a very expensive, black Italian suit, Italian black leather loafers, a crisp white shirt and red tie. The ultimate in power wear for the busy executive. And he was so good-looking he resembled an escapee from Fashion Week. She shook her head to remind herself that he wasn’t all that…he was just a wolf like any other.

Heads hung out of office doors, watching the confrontation with enjoyment, yet no one came to Kara’s rescue. Probably glad to be out of firing range themselves…that’s what she got for hiring betas. The females all wanted him and the males would jump to follow his orders.

Female musk clogged the air. Especially from Lea Redcat, one of her business partners. Predator-Match.com was damn successful. To the outside world, their site looked like a zoo animal match service. To the shapeshifter community, it was a way to find a lover or a life partner. Since Lea was allowing this thing to escalate, it looked like Serena to the rescue. Again.

“I’m really sorry, sir. We do our best to match our clients up with the best fit for them.” Kara cringed lower behind her desk and wouldn’t meet the man’s eyes. Typical omega posture. The male frowned.

“Are you saying you think I deserve a psycho bitch as my Mate?” His quiet voice seemed to scare Kara more than his shouting had because she backed up. It wouldn’t be long before she crawled under her desk.

“No s-s-sir,” Kara stammered.

Damn that bastard. He was done scaring Kara. Unable to suppress her temper, Serena growled. His gaze flashed to her and she felt it all the way to her womb. Damn but he was hot. Life was just not fair.

She challenged him—head up, shoulders back—inspecting him from top to bottom and allowing her gaze to linger, as if she were checking for fleas. His shoulders were broad and filled his Italian suit to perfection. His broad chest narrowed to athletic hips, and she would bet money that his belly sported a six-pack, and not of the beer variety. He had the kind of face that artists wanted to sculpt and women wanted to sit on. His eyes were the piece de resistance—large, dark brown and thick-lashed beneath perfectly arched brows.

In short, he was a god—or a male model. This was the kind of male who never looked twice at Serena because she wasn’t tall and thin, or tiny and doll-like. She had yet to meet a male wolf who wanted a woman with curves, but this kind of wolf was the worst. These wolves wanted trophy bitches.

“Who are you?” His voice cut the air like a knife.

She lifted her chin when the bastard stared her down. How dare he try to intimidate her? She was an alpha female, damn it!

“I’m Serena Goldwolf and one of the co-owners of Predator-Match.com. Who are you?” No way would she back down from this one. The man needed to be taken down a peg.

He scowled at her and his eyes narrowed at her temerity in confronting him. The bastard was an Alpha from the tips of his perfect black hair to the bottom of his highly polished Italian loafers.

“Damien Blackwolf. A fucking unhappy customer.”

He straightened to face off against her, obviously waiting for his pronouncement to have some effect. He said it as if she were supposed to curtsey to him. Not only was he an alpha, but a Blackwolf Alpha. An alpha was a dominant male, but an Alpha was the heir of a clan, or the leader of one. This male had or definitely would found his own clan group one day.

“What seems to be your problem?”

On the whole, Serena was not fond of Blackwolf males—they were too arrogant by half, and this one seemed to think he was God’s gift. She had to admit he was a beautiful specimen who made her wet just to look at him, but she wasn’t about to admit that to him.

He smiled the smile of the male who knew a female was reacting to him. Shit. Her scent must be broadcasting. He licked his perfect full lips. Males were not supposed to have lips like that. Double shit.

“Your much-acclaimed psychology matching service paired me with the psycho bitch from hell!”

“Well, considering your obnoxious attitude with my secretary, it would seem our ‘much-acclaimed psychological matching service’ did just dandy,” Serena countered with a smile.

He growled and took a step toward her. She tensed but stayed where she was. The worst thing to do when a predator challenged was cringe or run, and this man was definitely a predator. If the bastard thought she was that easily intimated, he was in for a rude awakening.

She raised her brow and crossed her arms over her chest. He paused, dumbfounded, looking as perplexed as a pup trying to figure out why he tripped over his tail. Damn it, that made him adorable. Serena shook her head in disgust at herself. Alpha males were not adorable. They were royal pains, emphasis on both royal and pain.

She might be an alpha female, but she was damned if she was going to take an Alpha male like him as her Mate. When she did date, she dated betas because they were easier to manage. Serena blinked. Why was she using the permanent possessive with this one? A Mate was a partner for life, and a mate was good for a tumble. This male didn’t come close to fulfilling her needs for either role.

“Miss Goldwolf…”



“Ms. Goldwolf. I’m not some untried adolescent, Mr. Blackwolf, and I would appreciate if you would acknowledge it.”

“Ms. Goldwolf…” His sarcastic voice was deep and made her nipples harden. She pretended it didn’t affect her, but she knew he realized it did. Why did he show up here today? She didn’t need the aggravation.


He glared down at her. “This is a business, Ms. Goldwolf, and I am a very dissatisfied customer. I have friends who I’ve told about this company who could very easily withdraw their business at my request. I suggest you moderate your tone.”

That was it. Serena saw red. She stalked over to him and poked him in the chest with her finger while she scowled up into his black eyes.

“Listen to me, you arrogant wolf! You come in here, guns blazing, and abuse my secretary then threaten me. Pull your business if you want. Tell your friends to take a hike too. I don’t give a flying fuck! I will not be treated this way by you or anyone!”

Serena felt as if she were outside herself, and she watched herself in horror. She was never like this, even when she was fully in heat. Oh, she snarled and clawed at males, but she’d never attacked anyone before. She sure wanted to attack this one though. He smiled grimly, and only then did Serena realize his last speech had been a deliberate taunt. Damn it to hell. Damn him to hell…

He grabbed her waist and lifted her easily. He took two strides to the nearest wall, pushing her against it while wrapping her thighs around his hips. He pressed his erection against her wet pussy. She moaned and her head dropped back. She heard him snarl and realized she’d closed her eyes—when she opened them she saw triumph in his.

“Oh fuck.”