Named and Shamed: The Wildwood Guest Blog by Janine Ashbless

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June 6  |  Book Publications  |   Kay Jaybee

One of the nicest things about having my own web page, is that I get to invite all my favourite authors to share their latest literary gems with me! Today I have the pleasure of inviting the smashing Janine Ashbless to tell us about her new novel, Named and Shamed– over to you Janine!

Hi Kay! Thanks for having me here to talk about my filthy BDSM fairytale novel, Named and Shamed.

 

 

Once upon a time, a naughty girl called Tansy stole a very precious manuscript from a kindly antiquarian. But all of the world’s ancient and powerful magic, lost for centuries, has returned…and now there is much more at stake than a few sheets of parchment!

Thus begins a rude and rugged fairytale the likes of which you NEVER read when you were little! Poor Tansy is led though the most pleasurable trials and the most shameful tribulations as her quest unfolds before her. Orgasmic joy and abject humiliation are laid upon Tansy in equal measure as she straddles the two worlds of magic and man.

Once upon a time  . . . I wrote a novel called Wildwood, which was published by Black Lace. At the end of that book, heroine Avril destroys Merlin’s spell-book and releases back into 21st Century Britain all the fairies and gods and lake-monsters and ghosts and weird shit that’s been locked away for millennia. It’s a cliff-hanger ending, certainly, with no neat Happy Ever After. I liked that.

I dearly wanted to write the sequel to Wildwood – hey, I still do! There’s a lot more to cover about the vicious love-triangle in that novel. But I also wanted to explore what happens when the wild magic comes back – the magic of folklore and blood and earth.  There are any number of fantasies out there that introduce fairies into contemporary settings, but oddly enough the Fay don’t seem to make that much difference. They all seem to end up with jobs as sexy bartenders, or camouflaged on the criminal fringes of society.

I thought   – “Nah. If the fairies came back, that would be the end. We’d be looking at the collapse of society. ”

So when I was asked to write a book for Sweetmeats Press, I set it in the years following Wildwood, soon after Them There Came Back. Named and Shamed is not a direct sequel – it doesn’t involve any of the same characters – but it’s all about how to come to terms with a world utterly changed. A world in which the countryside has become a place of dreams and nightmares, where the towns are crammed with refugees, where it’s not safe to leave the house after dark, and the food is slowly but surely running out because we are no longer in charge of nature.

And my heroine Tansy has to find her niche in this new world where we’re all just food or playthings or sextoys for the crazy, beautiful, monsters.  She’s got a head-start because she knows her folklore, but that just makes her too cocky. Instead of keeping a low profile, she enters into a sex pact with one of the Faeries, and falls under a curse that – one way or another – seems likely to destroy her. She’s going to need all her wits, courage and resilience to survive and win her freedom.

And she’s going to have an astonishing amount of really scary, perverted, outrageous sex.

J  xxx

Janine Ashbless (Photographed by D Woolfall)

Thanks again Janine- that sounds fantastic!

Let’s enjoy a tasty extract from her new novel…

Lights came on, blinding white, straight in my face. I screamed. The troll rolled onto his side, spilling me across the road, and scrambled away, a blur of reptilian skin and shadow vanishing over the parapet of the bridge. They hate bright light, do trolls.

“Are you okay?”

Voices coming from behind the light. I held my hand over my eyes as they came to get me. Two men. I couldn’t see anything but their black trouser legs and their boots, but they could undoubtedly see every detail of me: my nakedness, except for that ripped-open T-shirt; my open thighs and grazed knees, skinned by my fall; my bare skin glistening with a slick of pearlescent semen; my face twisted into a peculiar expression of both shock and awe.

“Are you okay? Can you hear me, miss? Can you talk to me? Are you hurt? Do I need to call an ambulance?” Too many questions, repeated over and over.

“I’m okay,” I managed to impress upon them eventually. They took my elbows gingerly and helped me to my feet. Cum was dripping off my breasts.

“We’ll get you to the hospital. Come on — just into the patrol car.”

“I’m fine. I’m not hurt.” As soon as we were out of the direct glare of the car headlamps, I could see the yellow and blue flashing of a police vehicle, and the uniforms of the men helping me. They wore stab-jackets and carried Tasers. They looked burly and butch and angry. “Honestly. . .” I protested.

“You’re in shock. You need a doctor to look at you.”

“I’m alright!” My legs were like overcooked spaghetti and I wobbled in their grip.

“We saw what he was doing to you, the bastard. Don’t worry. You’re safe now.”

“We’ll get a task group down here by daylight and wipe that piece of shit out,” growled the other.

“There’s no need . . .”

“You don’t have anything to worry about.” They’d got the back door of the car open. One of them reached inside, pulled out a high-visibility waistcoat and held it out to me, to cover up my shame I suppose. I could see him trying to look away from my filthy, dishevelled body.

“I wasn’t worried.” The devil inside me, the one that sat burning in my cunt, made me speak. I’d had orgasms without cock and a cock without orgasm. I was half-wild with aching desperation. All sense of self-preservation was in shreds now. I knew, as I opened my mouth for the next sentence, just how badly they would take what I had to say. “I was enjoying it.”

There was a silence — and then: “What?”

The word was a stone dropped into an ice-crusted pond.

“I went to him. I wanted it.”

“You’re a troll-fucker?” His voice was cold, cold, cold. “Now I’ve seen everything.”

If you fancy discovering more about Tansy’s adventure, the links to Janine’s web site, the Sweetmeats Press site, and the main buy links for Named and Shamed are below.

Thanks Janine,   Kay xx

(Janine’s web site) www.janineashbless.blogspot.com

(Sweetmeats Press- publisher) http://sweetmeatspress.com/

Buy links:

http://1eroticaebooks.com/erotica/named-and-shamed/prod_2896.html

http://1placeforromance.com/erotica/named-and-shamed/prod_7834.html

These e-versions include 19 illustrations by John LaChatte, as does the paperback:

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Named-Shamed-Janine-Ashbless/dp/0957003781/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1337623893&sr=1-3

http://www.amazon.com/Named-Shamed-Janine-Ashbless/dp/0957003781/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1337623953&sr=1-1

Named and Shamed is also available on Kindle, but without interior illustrations.

 

 

 

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5 Responses to Named and Shamed: The Wildwood Guest Blog by Janine Ashbless

  1. Sounds like a great read Janine. Congratulations. Whatever happened to Black Lace eh?

    • Kay Jaybee says:

      Thanks for dropping by Kitti. Looks a great read doesn’t it. Poor old Black Lace- miss it! X

  2. Hi Kay, Hi Kitti!

    Yes, Named and Shamed wouldn’t have been accepted as a Black Lace novel, had I written it back then, I suspect. Too pervy. There’s a real difference in tone between it an the older “Wildwood,” which is more character-driven.

    There’s a rumour that Black Lace is going to relaunch this year, btw.

    • Kay Jaybee says:

      Thanks again Janine- great to have u here today xx. Black Lace maybe returning?? Interesting!

  3. Vanessa Wu says:

    I started reading this last night and I’m enthralled. It’s very unusual. Yes, it’s very different from Wildwood. It’s a bit like all the demented filth Eoin Colfer might have had to erase from his imagination to produce an Artemis Fowl fit for children. I’m intrigued by the Christina Rossetti references. Intrigued enough to follow them up later. Expect a review eventually. 🙂