Thursday, April 7, 2016

Red Phoenix: Getting Ready for RT in Vegas

The process of getting ready for #RT16 in Vegas is quite daunting.

Because I have a Promo Table, I must bring enough swag to keep it stocked for 3 days. I have 6 big bags of goodies ready (Thanks to my fans from Denver!), plus the beautiful display. 

MrRed and I have been going over our seminar that we are presenting on Sunday. Full of laughter and (lucky me!) hands-on practice.

I also have all the books, book stands, displays and extra material for the signing on Saturday AND Sunday. Yikes!

Then there's the "What am I wearing for a week of panels and parties?" Pack, pack, pack...  

I'm so very grateful I will be driving this year! Not only do we get to bring BDSM tools we normally would never take on a plane, but I don't have to spend hundreds of dollars to ship all this stuff.

pic by eviltammy

RT is intimidating. With so many authors and so many readers, it's a madhouse, and I am normally a solitary person. Having it in Vegas is going to be that much crazier! 

Still, I can't wait. I get to see old friends, meet new fans, and party like it's 1999.
(Oh wait, that already happened)

Even though it is going to be nuts and totally exhausting, I'm excited! ~Red Phoenix

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Hot Hero Day 2 - Stud Poker by Red Phoenix

Hot Hero Day Two - Master Brad Anderson in Stud Poker by Red Phoenix


It would be so easy to take her—to pull Shey down to the floor and tear her panties off so he could bury his cock deep inside her, but he knew it would compromise this rare connection between them.
“As a gentleman, I am required to honor the parameters of our scene, no matter how much I wish to do otherwise.”
Shey groaned with unsated desire.
Her desperate cry almost broke his resolve. “Slave, I believe it’s time you felt the bite of my whip.”
The girl suddenly tensed, her burning desire instantly transforming into fearful excitement. “How do I do this? I mean…how…do you want me?”
Brad growled lustfully, “I want you to turn around. Lean against the frame of the door so your ass is displayed for whipping.”
She turned around and nervously felt for the frame with her fingers.
“Pull your thong down to your knees, girl.”
Shey made a charming sight as she wiggled the garment down, exposing a hint of her red pussy as she bent over to lean against the doorframe. She arched her back, her long, wavy copper hair cascading down it as she gripped the cold metal with white knuckles.
“I could stare at you for hours…”
“Thank you, Master.”
“While I may take pleasure in looking at you, I enjoy the whip far too much to remain idle for long. Keep your legs together and lean further forward. I’m about to pinken that pretty ass of yours.”
She giggled nervously as she followed his instructions.
Brad unfurled the whip and snapped it, grinning when he saw her flinch. “Are you feeling brave, my young slave?”
She held her head up higher and said loudly, “I am, Master.”
“Courageous enough to take the bite of my whip?”
She hesitated for only a second before answering, “I believe so.”
He chuckled. “An honest answer. I appreciate that.”
Brad warmed up his arm and cracked the whip next to her ear, relishing when she cried out in surprise.
“Are you aware the room is completely soundproof? No one will hear you when you scream.” She shuddered where she stood. “Color, slave?”
“Still green, Master.”
“Remember to call out your safeword at any point. There’s no shame in honoring your limit.”
Shey nodded, but he could see she was shaking as she waited for the first stroke.
“You must relax, if you want to feel the brilliance of my instrument.” She stopped shaking for a moment, but her fear took over again, and she began shivering even more.
Brad approached her then, making low noises the way he used to when he calmed horses as a boy. Shey responded the same way a filly would, pausing and then turning slightly to his voice as her body began to visibly relax.
“There is no reason to fear my whip. Tonight I will simply teach you its unique character.”
She nodded, laughing at herself. “I trust you.”
“Good.” He pulled back her hair to expose her delicate ear and whispered, “It’s okay to fear. It is a natural response to something new and potentially harmful. The key is to transform your fear into expectation.”
“Yes…” she agreed, panting as he kissed her on the earlobe, before leaving a trail of light kisses down her neck.
“Remember my intent as you wait for the first stroke.”
“What is your intent, Master?” she asked nervously as he moved away.
“To please you, slave.”

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Monday, February 29, 2016

1-Day Sale: Sexy Red Phoenix Shirts & RT Convention News!

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Get your very own newly designed Red Phoenix shirt - wear the fiery bird or the sexy corset with Rytsar's pet name printed on the front.

I will be attending the RT Conference in Vegas in April, and Copperlynn created these shirts in celebration.

Get it TODAY before it disappears:

Did you know that MrRed and I will be teaching a BDSM seminar at RT this year? Sunday the 17th, we will be sharing our favorite toys and answering questions.

For more details, check out the video that Little Red (my daughter) crafted.