Monday, February 16, 2015

Restraint Blog Tour by Erica Chilson 16/02/15 (Giveaway Included)


I am Katya Waters.
A survivor of violence.
I fought death and won.
So why do I feel so dead inside?


Katya Waters is a small-town girl, mentally unprepared to deal with her deep, dark past. While walking in her sanctuary, her innocence was torn from her in the most brutal fashion- run to the ground as if she were an animal by a pack of vicious Hunters. After they wounded her spirit, they left her for dead.

How does one overcome a debilitating, tragic event? By strength, perseverance, and an unrelenting will to survive.

Out of desire, Katya no longer wanted to be the hunted. She hungered to be the hunter.

Finally taking her life into her own hands, Katya reached for what she’d earned, for the respect every human being so rightfully deserves.

By moving to a new city for the job of her dreams, Katya unwittingly brought her past nightmares to life, slowly drawing the repressed, dark memories into the light. With a deep desire to explore her true nature, Katya entered the BDSM Club, Restraint; never realizing there would be no escape from her secrets within the club’s walls. Katya’s entire existence turned into a living, breathing, never-ending therapy session from Hell.

The Boss pulled Katya into a thrilling game of Kat & Mouse as a way to force Katya to accept the truth of her past. Follow Katya’s heartbreaking journey as she connected the mystery of her past with her thrilling present.

… As long as I have a tomorrow, I can endure today.

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“Who says I’ll play with you?” Defiant, I test the limits of his boundaries.

“How can you not? You feel more alive right now than you ever have. Admit it,” Master Ez challenges me, and then thrusts up sharply, proving his point.

We both grunt from the force of his thrust. Panting in my ear as wildly as I pant against the door, Master Ez performs a sexual act that can never be described as dry humping. This dominant man is fucking me, standing up against the door, with our clothes still on– that takes pure talent.

Master Ez’s hand moves to flick one of the caps on my teeth as he bites my neck hard, drawing a squeak of surprise from my throat. Another flick to the other cap. Another sharp bite, marking the shit out of my neck. Movements jerky, manic, he places his hand back on my injured breast. His thumb rubs over the fingernail indents, reminding me of being accosted earlier.

Instantly, I learn a lesson: this is what it means to be truly dominated by a master. There will be no telling Master Ez no. He does what he wants, when he wants, only because he wants to, and you will like it because he does. I doubt this man uses a safe-word, because he’s not in the lifestyle. Dominance is his life.

The realization is as terrifying as it is life-altering. It leaves me stripped raw, bared to the man grinding into me. I can’t overanalyze it because my mind is fogged with all things Master Ez. I hunger to know what he can do to me, but more so, what I can do for him. I long to feel the sensations he will rent from my body, instinctively knowing he will either be my salvation or my ruination. I can’t even make the decision while he clouds my judgment with his very presence.

This is what it means to be at the mercy of a master.






Erica Chilson does not write in the 3rd person, wanting her readers to be her characters. Therefore, writing a bio about herself, is uncomfortable in the extreme.

Born, raised, and here to stay, the Wicked Writer is a stump-jumper, a ridge-runner. Hailing from North Central Pennsylvania, directly on the New York State border; she loves the changes in seasons, the humid air, all the mountainous forest, and the gloomy atmosphere.

Introverted, but not socially awkward, Erica prides herself on thinking first and filtering her speech. There are days she doesn’t speak at all. If it wasn’t for the fact that she lives with her parents, giving her a sense of reality, she would be a hermit, where the delivery man finds her months after expiration.

Reading was an escape, a way to leave a not-so pleasant reality behind. Reading lent Erica the courage she gathered from the characters between the pages to long for a different life. Writing was an instrument of change, evolving Erica into the woman she is today- a better, more mature, more at peace thinker.

Erica has a wicked mind, one she pours out into her creations. Her filter doesn’t allow all of it to erupt, much to her relief. Sarcastic, with a very dark, perverse sense of humor, Erica puts a bit of herself into every character she writes.

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  1. Thanks for taking part in the Restraint Blog Tour!

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