Below are the 20 most recent journal entries recorded in Cat Scarlett's Confessions of an Erotic Novelist's LiveJournal:

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Saturday, June 17th, 2006
9:45 am	what suki wants!? Just a reminder to folks that WHAT SUKI WANTS is now on sale in the UK and US. It's super-slick naughty and just what the nurse ordered! Here's an online review at the ERA site for WHAT SUKI WANTS; http://www.erotica-readers.com/ERA/SL/Re-OrgasmsAndMore.htm and here's the amazon link so you can buy it online, all under plain wrappers, no need for the neighbours to know what's inside! http://www.amazon.co.uk/exec/obidos/ASIN/0352340274/qid%3D1150534756/026-3741667-0316408 Wnat to find out more about me and my work? My blog can be found at http://catscarlett.blogspot.com and though I don't keep it as regularly as I should - definitely time for a spanking! - it does have some super pictures and extracts and links, plus other lovely features. Just scroll down and don't let yourself get too hot and bothered ... So if you enjoy erotica and all things naughty that go bump-grind in the night, hop over there and give me a whirl! Your loving friend, Cat x Current Mood: bouncy Current Music: We are Family - Sister Sledge (7 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, October 24th, 2005
10:53 am	new blog Hi peeps, I've got a new blog called DIRTY WORDS at http://www.catscarlettsblog.blogspot.com so please do switch over if you find this Livejournal site and think I've given up ... it's all happening over there, right now, with photos and opinions and erotic chit-chat. See you there soon! Cat x P.S. The website remains http://www.catscarlett.co.uk and my new novel WHAT SUKI WANTS is written and will be on the shelves in the High Street come April 2006. Earlier novels can still be bought online in the UK at http://www.amazon.co.uk. Just head over there, type in Cat Scarlett and start getting dirty ... Current Mood: bouncy Current Music: Cool by Gwen Stefani (Comment on this)
Sunday, April 3rd, 2005
2:00 pm	NEW BOOK PLANNED Wonderful news! I've just had the go-ahead from my editor at Virgin Books to start work on a brand new Cat Scarlett novel called WHAT SUKI WANTS. It's going to be quite different from my previous books in terms of style. But with a heroine as sexually voracious and unpredictable as Suki, it looks like being a great story to write! I'm embroiled in various other pieces of writing at the moment but should be able to start work properly on WHAT SUKI WANTS by early summer. I have the plot all worked out, and have already written the first few chapters to my satisfaction. However, most of the main characters - especially Suki - are on the moody and mysterious side, so anything could happen before I type those magical last words, The End! The story itself is very down to earth and firmly rooted in our contemporary society, full of sexy and often downright filthy encounters that could happen to an average girl in an average job. When planning it all out in my head, I tried to combine truly astonishing sex with everyday reality. The whole story is being kept as believable as possible because I want readers to think :'This could happen to me!' After all, it really could happen to you. Truth is stranger than fiction ... Cat x Current Mood: horny (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, March 28th, 2005
8:15 am	Happy Easter! Happy Easter to everyone! Ah, I'm still basking in the warm glow of holding the No. 2 spot in the Top 10 Nexus Books with COLLEGE GIRLS. That's given me a real confidence boost. It's nice to get a royalty statement and see how well the sales are going, but being given a rating position - when you're near the top, anyway! - is even better. Writing erotica doesn't earn its authors much more than a job stacking shelves down the local supermarket, so the only thing that keeps you going sometimes is the thought of readership 'satisfaction'! It's great to think I've made thousands of men come ... and women too, of course. And without having to get all sore and sweaty in the process. How wonderful is that? Cat x Current Mood: accomplished (Comment on this)
Thursday, March 24th, 2005
10:36 am	COLLEGE GIRLS IN NEXUS TOP THREE! * ****** "COLLEGE GIRLS" AT NO. 2 IN TOP TEN LISTING! I've just seen on the Nexus website -- http://www.virginbooks.com/go/Category_169.html -- that my latest novel COLLEGE GIRLS has been listed at No. 2 for the Top 10 Nexus Books. The No. 1 position on the list is currently held by a collection of erotic letters, which makes COLLEGE GIRLS their top erotic novel of the moment. I can't tell you how excited I am by that! It makes all the hard work and concentrated effort worthwhile. Plus it was only released on March 10th! COLLEGE GIRLS is a particular favourite of mine, set against the respectable backdrop of Oxford University here in England, but concerning some highly disreputable young female students! It's also my first novel to feature pony girls in depth, so it's definitely a kinky one. If you haven't managed to bag a copy yet, it's available via http://www.amazon.co.uk or you can order it from the Nexus website as listed above, or at most large bookstores across the UK. For readers in the States, it's being released at the end of April! Sorry, guys, but not long to wait now ... Want to know more about my filthy pursuits as an erotic novelist? You can check out my website http://www.catscarlett.co.uk for more information and photos, plus writing opportunities for yourself, or look at earlier journal entries here for some Adults Only extracts. But wow! COLLEGE GIRLS leaping straight in there at the No. 2 slot for Nexus. How cool is that? I'm going off now to celebrate in style. Champagne all round tonight, I think, to be drunk perhaps out of a rather elegant red PVC stiletto boot. Don't you agree? Cat x Current Mood: ecstatic (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, March 12th, 2005
11:04 am	COOL LESBIAN SITES - OVER 18s ONLY! I've been spending a lot of time on the net recently, just trawling for cool porn and erotica sites, and have found a great link for those interested in lesbian porn - http://www.cyber-dyke.net/index.html I highly recommend you check this site out if your bent runs to shaven-headed dykes fisting sweet femmes in cotton pop socks. Or even if you're just curious to see what nasty girls can actually do to other nasty girls without the police intervening. Some highly original and uncompromising stuff there, with links to a vast array of lesbian sites, both soft and hardcore, individual and commercial, arousing or just plain odd. I've been writing some lesbian erotica myself recently, which is why I was hunting on the net in the first place. Mmm, I love women! Had a few more lesbian stories accepted in the States this spring and just sent one off for a heterosexual anthology of women's erotica. Not sure how that will fare, as I have no idea what the competition is like, but I'll let you know if it gets accepted. For those wishing to learn more about reading and writing erotica, an inspiring site packed with useful tips and information is http://www.erotica-readers.com Current Mood: artistic (Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 8th, 2005
12:50 pm	!!!!! COLLEGE GIRLS OFFICIAL LAUNCH !!!! * Well, the time has come at last! COLLEGE GIRLS is on sale from amazon.co.uk and in most major bookshops and even some motorway service stations in the UK from this week onwards. Here's another extract to whet your appetite, though please remember this journal is for OVER 18s ONLY and some of the content may offend. If you don't like the sound of that, or you're under-age, please leave now and don't continue reading ... Pointing at the old leather armchair opposite, Milton ordered her to take off her hipster jeans and t-shirt, and to make herself comfortable in nothing but her underwear. An embarrassed flush came into her face as she complied, bare thighs squeaking against the leather. He watched the young student through narrowed eyes and barely noticed the church bells of Oxford pealing chaotically as they all began to strike the hour at once. He was too intent on his new protégée. Milton tried to soften his tone, not wanting to scare the girl away. ‘Don’t cross your legs like that. You have to keep them wide apart so I can see your knickers.’ He gave her a cool smile. ‘How else am I supposed to know?’ ‘Know what?’ she whispered, reluctantly opening her legs. Between them he could see her prim little panties, white stretch cotton decorated with pink and mauve flowers, quite different from the skimpy lace underwear the majority of his ‘girls’ usually wore when they visited him. At either side of the elasticated edge, he could see the smooth flesh of her sex beginning to show, still shaven and just as tantalising as he remembered. She was no innocent. Did she wear such things just to tease him? His penis stiffened a little more. ‘When you can’t hold on for a moment longer and you’re about to wet yourself, of course.’ Her lip trembled. ‘Please, Dr Milton ... ’ ‘Sit straight. Hands flat on the arms of the chair, please.’ ‘But ... ’ ‘And do stop interrupting me. It’s becoming rather an irritating habit of yours. Haven’t you learnt anything about obedience yet, you silly girl?’ His eyes narrowed on Beth’s face, willing her into a humbled silence. ‘Unless you want another punishment like the one I had to give you the other day? Is that it?’ Her face paled. ‘No, sir.’ ‘Then sit still and stop squirming about like that. When did you last go to the toilet?’ ‘Erm ... about two hours ago, sir. When I got out of bed.’ ‘Do you need to wee again now?’ ‘Yes.’ She was looking distinctly uncomfortable in that position, her nipples erect, her eyes flashing nervously every now and then to the windows which overlooked the quad. ‘I’ll need to go pretty soon.’ ‘Excellent.’ ‘Can anyone see us from here?’ It was extremely unlikely, his study was too high above the college quad, facing the blank chapel wall, and the only other rooms on this level belonged to graduate students and had skylights instead of normal windows. Beth was safe enough in that position, he thought, but did not tell her that. Let the girl sweat, it was more amusing that way. ‘That’s none of your concern.’ Beth flushed again at his cruelty but made no reply, holding her thighs obediently open for him, her small breasts and belly lit up by the sunshine streaming in through his windows. They sat facing each other for some time, both listening to the ticking of the small gold carriage clock on his desk. Her hands gripped the sides of the armchair with unconcealed tension. Her knuckles were beginning to whiten under the pressure, he noticed, and felt amused by the rigidity of her body as she fought against nature. Her bladder must be uncomfortably full by now, prompting her to expel its contents as soon as possible. He had played this delightful game with other students in the past and recognised the warning signs. It would not take long for Beth to reach such a point of discomfort that the urge to relieve herself would override the desire not to disgrace herself in front of her tutor. Milton crossed the room to the water dispenser, poured a large glass of chilled water, and offered it to her with a solicitous smile. ‘You look a little flushed,’ he murmured. ‘Better have some of this water. It’s wonderfully cool and refreshing.’ ‘Thanks. But I’m not thirsty.’ He pressed the glass into her hand. ‘My dear, I insist.’ ‘Honestly, I ... ’ His brows snapped together in a harsh frown, irritated by her unrelenting disobedience. ‘Drink it!’ Silenced by his angry tone, Beth lifted the glass to her lips and took a few tentative sips, her eyes on his face. ‘All of it,’ he prompted her, his voice softening slightly, though it was no less insistent. It was important that his girls obeyed him when given a direct order, but there was no reason to behave like a tyrant. ‘Water is excellent for your skin, Beth. You should drink several glasses every day.’ ‘Yes, sir,’ she agreed in a muted fashion, and drained the entire glass in front of him with obvious reluctance. He nodded his approval of the girl’s obedience and took the glass from her hand. But if she thought that would be an end to it, she was soon to be disappointed. Refilling the glass right to the brim, he carried it carefully back to her without spilling a single drop. Beth looked up at him from the armchair, her thighs still held wide apart for his scrutiny, her face ashen as she realised he meant her to drink a second glassful as well. Nevertheless, she accepted her fate without any further protests. She drained the glass with several noisy gulps and handed it back to him in a submissive silence. He refilled the glass for a third time and watched her struggle to drink so much water, her eyes hazy, her whole body tensing at intervals as though having to resist a strong urge to pee. Milton was impressed by the capacity of her bladder. He was also pleasantly aroused again, his revived erection pressing a little too uncomfortably against his zipper as he imagined how she might clutch herself with embarrassment just seconds before the urine poured uncontrollably through those tight-crotched panties. He had seen such things on numerous occasions before today; first, a spasm of panic and excited humiliation, fingers desperately flying down to stem the flow, then that look of peace passing across their faces - beautifying them, leaving them almost angelic - as they finally realised it was too late and there was no point trying to hide their shame. Ah, the first time a girl peed in her panties was a moment of pure alchemical transformation. It was always worth waiting for. ‘Comfortable?’ he asked. Unaware that she was increasing his excitement, the girl shook her head and grimaced, her bare thighs moving restlessly against the squeaky leather armchair, opening and closing as though she could not make up her mind which position was more uncomfortable. ‘No, Dr Milton. Not particularly.’ ‘I’m sorry to hear that. I shall speak to the Domestic Bursar about the state of these old armchairs. They must be fifty years old or more, some of them, and in bad need of restoration. It’s shocking what they expect students to put up with these days.’ Milton reached between her legs and pinched her sex lips through the moist tight fabric of her panties. ‘Ready to pee yet?’ he demanded. ‘I don’t ... think so.’ ‘What do I have to do? Siphon it out of you?’ The girl closed her eyes and strained, biting her lower lip so hard he could see the skin breaking. But nothing happened. She shook her head, her voice shaking. ‘I’m trying really hard, honestly. I just can’t seem to relax enough for it to happen.’ ‘More water,’ he insisted and fetched it for her, tilting the glass to her lips himself and forcing her to drink. She could not seem to swallow it as fast as he wanted her to. The water splashed freely down her chin, trickling into the pale cleavage between her breasts, leaving her choking and pushing his hand away with a frantic shake of her head. ‘Please ... ’ ‘What’s the matter now?’ She clutched at herself, clamping her thighs shut in an instinctive gesture, suddenly desperate. ‘I’m going to ... ’ ‘Excellent. But not on that leather armchair.’ He frowned, gesturing her rapidly to stand. ‘It would take far too long to clean up afterwards and the smell would linger for days. On your feet now, hurry up. I want you to fetch something from over there.’ Milton directed her to a corner of his study, his voice deliberately harsh, watching her stumble clumsily over the clutter of books and newspapers. It would not do to lessen the pressure. The girl was right there on the edge, wound up to an almost unbearable pitch. She would break soon. And when that happened, and she stained those girlie cotton panties with urine, Milton would take great pleasure in ordering her to suck him into her throat until he came. ‘You see that yucca plant? Take it out of the ceramic planter and stand it on the floor. Good. Now bring the ceramic planter back into the centre of the room and put it in front of me.’ ‘The planter?’ ‘Don’t waste time questioning me, just do what you’re told.’ He snapped his fingers and almost laughed out loud as she stumbled over the piles of books in her haste. Wishing to prolong the girl’s discomfort for just a few moments longer, he deliberately shook his head when she brought the pot back into the centre of the room. ‘A little further to the left. No, closer to me. That’s too close. Pull it back about three inches. Perhaps another inch. Now to the right ... ’ His cock was rigid with excitement, hardening even more at what he saw and heard for the next forty or fifty seconds: her initial gasp of consternation, and then the first few pale spurts of urine as they pulsed through the thin fabric of her panties. The girl was steadying herself with one hand, crouched low down with her buttocks almost touching the pot, but her other hand had gone automatically to her crotch as the flow began. Almost as though she was still trying to stop herself even when it was clearly too late. She groaned and the expression on her face was delightful, simply delightful. The stream of urine hit the side of the ceramic planter with an embarrassingly loud gush, the noise reminding him of sheep he had seen urinating in the fields. It changed gradually to a splattering and then a high-pitched tinkling as her pee began to pool in the bottom of the ceramic pot, a lovely strong golden colour. He kept staring from her face to her groin, not sure which of them was more arousing; that look of sweet horrified relief in her eyes or the way she was trying to shield her disgrace from his gaze, spreading her fingers and pressing them against the yellowish stained panties as the stream finally slowed to a trickle and then ceased altogether. It was almost a gesture of covert masturbation, those sticky fingers pressing harder into the soiled fabric, her face flushed with humiliation and pleasure, her mouth opening on a long moan. As she moved her head from side to side in appalled denial of her own actions, the chestnut ponytail swung and brushed against her bare shoulders. The pungent smell rising from the ceramic planter nearly finished him but he managed to control himself with an effort. He had extricated his prick from his trousers and was now jerking the foreskin back and forth in a workmanlike fashion. ‘That’s enough, don’t worry about the last few drips. Just get over here and take me in your mouth.’ It was with a genuine sense of relief that he watched the red-faced girl shuffle from the pot, beautifully nude except for her stained panties, firm breasts swaying as she knelt before him and tilted back her head to accept his penis. Milton would not have been able to last much longer and it was always a shame to waste a good sacful on his study floor or in the folds of a handkerchief. I hope you enjoyed that extract and are eager to read more of Beth's adventures at Oxford University. COLLEGE GIRLS is on sale now throughout the UK and online at http://www.amazon.co.uk or http://amazon.com in the States where it's due out on April 30th 2005. Current Mood: hyper (Comment on this)
Thursday, March 3rd, 2005
11:01 pm	"COLLEGE GIRLS" EXTRACT -- OVER 18S ONLY * Here, as promised, is another short extract from my novel COLLEGE GIRLS, which will be on sale in UK bookstores from March 10th and in the US next month. It's published by Nexus (Virgin Books) and is available for online ordering right now at amazon.co.uk or amazon.com This scene takes place in the basement of a gentlemens' outfitters in Oxford, England. Dr Milton has taken his pony girl Charlotte there to be fitted with a smart new harness and horsehair tail. Perhaps guessing that he had interrupted something, the thin-lipped tailor looked across at them with an apologetic smile. ‘Terribly sorry for the delay, sir,’ Fargher remarked, locking the basement door behind him. ‘One of my colleagues had mistakenly stored the box in the sporting goods section. But I’m sure there will be something here to suit your particular need.’ Fargher placed the leather case on the floor beside Milton’s chair, unlocking it with a reverent touch. His air of discreet professionalism remained unaltered as he removed an assortment of butt plugs specially designed to resemble horses’ tails, displaying a selection of them along his sleeve as though they were silk ties. ‘Do any of these take your fancy, sir? They are all made of genuine horsehair, of course. And we can have them altered if the fit is imperfect, at no extra charge.’ Milton frowned, tapping a particularly luxuriant-looking tail. ‘This one, perhaps. Though the length seems a little extravagant.’ ‘I’m afraid so, sir. Ponies are wearing their tails long this season, I have it on the very best authority. We are honoured to supply five counties from this shop, as you probably know, including some of the foremost riders in the land.’ ‘I bow to your superior knowledge.’ Milton shrugged, slapping the crop against the side of his chair. ‘Bend over for the gentleman, Charlotte, and allow him to check the fit. I have a two o’clock tutorial which I can’t miss.’ The pony girl stepped out of her panties and adopted the correct position, hands placed on her knees as she bent forward from the waist, back straight and her feet wide apart. Fargher greased the butt plug with a little pot of transparent lubricant and approached her, manoeuvring it between her cheeks. The plug was evidently on the large side, for the man paused in his task and gave a discreet cough. Charlotte raised her bottom even higher to facilitate its insertion, a choked gasp her only reaction as the tail slid snugly into position. ‘A fine specimen, sir. In her last year here?’ ‘Unfortunately, yes.’ The tailor sighed and straightened, taking a few steps back to gaze appreciatively at Charlotte’s hind quarters. ‘Such a pity to lose her. But no doubt sir has another filly in training for next season?’ Milton raised his eyebrows at the question and remained silent, not sure he wished to satisfy the man’s curiosity. Training was strictly a personal matter, to be kept between master and pony wherever possible. Besides which, it was a well known fact that Fargher had several other clients within the university who might benefit from learning their rivals’ plans in advance. Wisely, the tailor decided not to pursue the matter, producing a handkerchief to clean the grease from his fingers. ‘If I could ask sir to trot the pony about the fitting room? We’ll have a better idea of the tail’s suitability once she’s in motion.’ Milton gave the command and watched his pony girl move into a brisk trot, horsehair tail protruding from her anus and swishing proudly against her buttocks and thighs at every step. The tailor might be an impudent bastard but he was right about one thing. Charlotte was indeed a magnificent specimen, well developed leg muscles moving in harmony as she paraded about the room, that elaborate blonde plait bouncing rhythmically between her shoulder blades. It was pointless to mourn the end of her tenure as his pony girl. If everything went according to plan, he would soon be trotting another student about this fitting room in her place, and it was always a pleasure to train a young pony, especially one as shy and inexperienced as Beth. Though that did not mean he should waste any of these last precious weeks with such an exemplary submissive. ‘Enough,’ he said sharply. ‘We’ll take it, Fargher. And perhaps a new harness too, on the usual terms?’ The tailor looked up at once from his task of returning pony tails to their leather case, a smile playing on those thin lips. ‘That would be most satisfactory, sir.’ Fargher fetched a new leather harness from the storeroom, slipping it expertly around her ample hips and breasts. Adjusting the straps until they fitted perfectly, the tailor suggested that the pony girl should perform a few basic show steps so he could check the harness for potential areas of chafing. Charlotte’s eyes lit up at the idea. She loved to show off her skill to anyone who would watch and slipped into a professional routine straight away, stepping high and long with her customary grace. The stiff black leather shone beneath her breasts, cupping them but leaving the nipples exposed, a strap running down the back which linked the bodice to a thick band circling her hips. Her sex too was invitingly accessible, full shaven lips jiggling as she broke into a complex sideways trot. It was a beautifully designed piece of equipment, Milton thought, relieved that he would not have to pay full price for it. There was even a pair of blinkers and a bit gag to match the body harness, both items connected by long sturdy chains to a training rein, but Milton shook his head when Fargher attempted to fit them too. It would be a shame to overload his pony with too many chains just at the moment. That sort of discipline could come later. There was nothing subtle about Charlotte’s pussy, Milton thought, smiling to himself. He was experiencing a strong urge to part those lips and bury several of his fingers between them. Most girls seemed much tighter-lipped down there, neatly built with their cunts hidden discreetly from view. Charlotte’s sex always looked so swollen, gaping slightly and flushed a dark pink as though she had just taken several men up inside her. It was a provocative mental image. Milton unzipped his trousers to relieve the growing pressure of his erection and motioned Fargher to do the same, aware that the tailor was also looking distinctly uncomfortable in the groin area. Unlike many of the other trainers, he did not mind sharing his pony with other men. Indeed, it gave him a keen sense of pleasure to watch his girls at work, their mouths bulging with cock while he himself mounted them from behind. The tailor did not waste any time in coming forward, cock already in his hand, eager to claim his reward for that steep price reduction on the harness. He was a tall man with lanky greying hair slicked across his temples to conceal a receding hairline, his long fingers tilting Charlotte’s head back as she knelt before him. ‘Most satisfactory, sir,’ he repeated, eyes beginning to glaze as she opened her mouth to receive him. Current Mood: cheerful (Comment on this)
Sunday, February 27th, 2005
10:57 am	GHOSTS & MYSTERIES ... * It's nearly spring again and I've been madly busy all February, working on a new novel for Nexus and putting together some short stories for anthologies in the States. Having worked on short stories for a bit now, it's been quite difficult to commit myself to the longer form of the novel, but the main characters are beginning to swing into action now. I know who my new heroine is and what she wants ... not merely sex, but kinky sex, forbidden sex, the sort of relationships which will linger in her imagination for the rest of her life. At the moment it seems to be a cross between a ghost story and a mystery. But that may change as the novel progresses. It's certainly a complex and highly atmospheric story so far. I'll be posting another extract from COLLEGE GIRLS in the next week or so, to remind people that it's out in the shops from March 10th. Speak to you then! Cat x Current Mood: bouncy (Comment on this)
Thursday, February 10th, 2005
1:11 pm	NEW EROTICA FORUM! * I've just created a public forum to accompany the http://www.britisherotica.co.uk webpage. It's aimed largely at UK writers of erotica but readers are welcome too - there's a place to check for new publications, tell us what you think of any erotic novels you've been reading or have loved in the past, and ask questions about erotica and erotic authors in general. Check out the forum at http://phpbb-host.com/phpbb/index.php?mforum=briterot Cat x Current Mood: satisfied (Comment on this)
Sunday, February 6th, 2005
9:14 am	BRITISH EROTICA WEBSITE now online * I've just spent the last few days creating a useful new website, which you can check out at http://www.britisherotica.co.uk The new website is aimed at readers and writers of British erotica. You'll find contact details there for the major UK publishers of erotica, plus links to their websites for you to browse the many titles published each year in this country. Each website featured has facilities for online purchasing, full confidentiality and quick despatch to any address in the world. The full site is not yet online but should be in place by May 2005. Meanwhile, there's plenty to browse through for the British erotica enthusiast. Cat x Current Mood: accomplished (Comment on this)
Wednesday, February 2nd, 2005
4:01 pm	COLLEGE GIRLS EXTRACT - OUT SOON! *** Here, as promised, is an extract from COLLEGE GIRLS. It’s out in the UK in the first week of March and soon after in the US. The cover photograph is amazing, it just leaps off the shelf at you: sexy, provocative, and downright dirty. You can order copies of COLLEGE GIRLS in advance from www.amazon.com in the States or www.amazon.co.uk in the UK. COLLEGE GIRLS is about three beautiful and intelligent girls studying at Oxford University in England, and the man they all call master - English professor and soon-to-be Fellow of St. Nectan’s, Dr. Milton. In this scene, Beth is initiated into an exclusive and highly secret club where the female submissives are all Oxford students ... and those dominating them are their otherwise respectable tutors. Remember, if you're under 18, you shouldn't be reading this journal which is for adults only. Here's the extract. Hope you enjoy it! Cat x *** -- With a quiet word and a gesture, the elderly gentleman asked her to turn around and Beth obeyed, staring in silence at the wall opposite as his hands lifted her dress. She felt cool air on her buttocks, then the dry touch of his fingers exploring her bottom. In spite of her determination not to betray any emotion, she could not prevent a sharp intake of breath as the old man reached even lower, finding and stroking the shaven lips of her sex. ‘Smooth as velvet,’ Thomas murmured, his fingers still moving between her thighs. ‘I must congratulate you once again, Milton. She’s exquisite, another impressive find. And one of your own students too. Rather daring of you, I must say.’ Beth trembled, lifting her arms as the former Dean pulled the little black dress up over her neck and removed it. She stood there naked, still facing the wall with her skin cooling, wondering what would happen next. But she need not have worried. The old gentleman turned her back to face him with a gentle enough hand. ‘I would like to show you something, my dear. Go to the bottom drawer of that cabinet and take out the photograph album you’ll find there. That’s right. Now bring it to me.’ He turned irritably to the butler, who was still hovering in the doorway. ‘Don’t just stand there, Haddon. Fetch drinks for our guests. Some wine for Dr Milton and a glass of chilled lemonade for the young lady.’ She knelt beside the old gentleman, holding out the old Victorian photograph album. Its cover was a burgundy leather, heavily embossed and decorated with a fine silver crest beneath which was a short phrase in Latin which she could not translate. Thomas took the album from her and turned the first few pages, careful not to damage the gossamer-thin protective paper covering each set of photographs. ‘This lady was my grandmother,’ he murmured, tapping one of the larger photographs. It was a portrait, cracking at the edges now and printed in fading sepia, but the gentle eyes and beautiful face staring out of the photograph at them were clear enough. ‘She reminds me a little of you, my dear. Such grace and charm, a magnificently submissive creature.’ The elderly gentleman turned over another few pages, smiling as he browsed through the photograph album. ‘And here she is again, posing naked for my grandfather ... before they were married too, quite a shocking thing in those days.’ Beth glanced down at the photographs and her eyes widened in surprised disbelief. Had they really done things like that in Victorian times? In one photograph, his grandmother was completely nude except for a pair of knee-length boots, smiling into the camera as she lay back in a large wicker chair with her legs spread wide. The photograph opposite showed the same woman bending from the waist in flagrant invitation, an ornamental fan sticking out of her fleshy bottom. A few pages further into the album, she was kneeling on a bed with her head buried in the crotch of a middle-aged man in military uniform while another plump-bottomed woman fingered her from behind. Thomas nodded drily, watching her face. ‘Astonishing what those Victorians got up to behind closed doors, isn’t it? That, I believe, is my great-uncle Bertram. And his second wife, Eugenie. Just look at those Rubenesque thighs, that skin. White and flawless as alabaster.’ Milton seemed amused by her discomfort, his voice ironic. ‘Better not show her any more of your infamous collection, Thomas. You’re in danger of scaring the horses.’ -- From COLLEGE GIRLS by Cat Scarlett (Nexus, March 2005) Current Mood: horny (Comment on this)
Tuesday, February 1st, 2005
1:19 pm	NEW PHOTOS ONLINE NOW! The new photos are now online at www.catscarlett.co.uk, sooner than anticipated, and I hope they meet with everyone's approval. When the weather improves, we're going to take some more outside. It was cold enough in the dungeon but spending hours outside in this freezing February weather would be more than I could bear! So these indoors shots will have to suffice until spring. Email any comments or naughty suggestions for website photos to info@catscarlett.co.uk The poems are now starting to roll in for the Poetry Dungeon page. I'm dealing with them as quickly as possible but forgive any slight delays. They're great and I'm really enjoying myself, reading through them. Plenty of room for more though, if you have something which might fit. Check out the site for more ideas and to read other people's poems. Back to work this week, finishing an erotic short story for the States which I began a few weeks ago and had to abandon to take care of the website and other business. Will post an extract from COLLEGE GIRLS either later this week or next, to whet your appetites. It's not out on the shelves for another 7 or 8 weeks but you can order it in advance on amazon. The cover for COLLEGE GIRLS is utterly brilliant, really dirty and suggestive, and it should be up on the amazon site fairly soon for you to drool over. Cat x Current Mood: accomplished (Comment on this)
Monday, January 31st, 2005
7:07 pm	PHOTOS FOR THE WEBSITE COMING SOON I've finally managed to gather together the right ingredients for a photo shoot with my new digital camera and am hoping it will not be too many days before my catscarlet.co.uk website is boasting some fine naughty pictures for you all to slaver over. The current website photos are all from the netthe.net image library, in case you were wondering. I know, I know - they're awful and cheesy. Though my favourite one is the red London bus on the COMING SOON page. So if you wondered what those terrible pictures were, never fear. New ones are coming soon, with semi-nudity and BDSM/CP themes guaranteed. Should be in place by next weekend or possibly even sooner. Come back and check them out, let me know what you think. Current Mood: hungry (Comment on this)
Friday, January 28th, 2005
3:21 pm	OLD FAVOURITES I've been doing some early spring-cleaning today and stumbled across some old favourites of mine in the Nexus line. These are among the erotic novels I was reading before I started writing for Nexus myself, most of them published in 2000 or 2001. Here is a brief selection, in no particular order: BROUGHT TO HEEL by Arabella Knight: This is a collection of erotic short stories dealing with the price of misbehaviour - which is always to be painfully disciplined. 'Lustful desires provoke the girls of these tales to shamefully perverted pleasures.' Strong range of characters and plots, a cosmopolitan collection. PURITY by Aishling Morgan Another triumph to follow Morgan's highly successful historical novel THE RAKE, this one shouting rudeness from the cover photograph onwards (a partially-clothed young brunette with an ample bottom poses in a nun's wimple made of what looks like black and white PVC with a matching corset laced up the back). Hugely dirty, with a seriously imaginative stuffing every ten pages at least. Complete with a glossary of 19th century slang. THE SLAVE AUCTION by Lisette Ashton A sequel to DANCE OF SUBMISSION, this continues the rivalry between dominatrix Frankie and her arch-enemy McGivern. Published back in 2000 but still a great one-handed read. The front cover model - in a pair of see-through trousers with a useful bottom opening - looks oddly like Cher. Thoughtful contemporary erotica with an emphasis on characterisation. THE MASTER OF CASTLEREIGH by Jacqueline Bellevois One of my all-time favourite cover photographs. A beautiful black-haired young woman with gothic make-up and a shiny black corset looks smoulderingly back at the reader, fingering a leather tawse. The backdrop looks like zebra fur. The novel itself is full of gothic atmosphere, another historical set in the nineteenth century. It's a bed-hopping tale of adultery & deception, featuring a vicar who likes to be whipped while he masturbates. There are many other such novels on my shelves (and under my bed) but to list them all would take far too long and distract me from my current work of erotica which is still at the plotting stage. Watch this space for further details ... Current Mood: impressed Current Music: Soundtrack to Good Will Hunting (Comment on this)
Sunday, January 23rd, 2005
5:32 pm	AIN'T MUSHROOM INSIDE Ah, the old jokes are the best. I've just finished writing a dirty short story in which mushrooms feature prominently. It started me off wondering how many sex scenes have been written involving vegetables ... or fruit, for that matter. I can think of quite a few by other writers. The humble vegetable or fruit does seem to lend itself to various interesting possibilities. Carrots, for instance. Bananas too, though they can become unpleasantly squidgy. Cucumber's an old favourite of mine. Get it nice and hard by leaving it in the fridge for a few hours before use. Such a wonderful sensation, cold cucumber with a little bit of lube. The mushrooms thing was more difficult. As you can imagine. Current Mood: quixotic Current Music: Hey Jude, The Beatles (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, January 16th, 2005
8:20 am	10,000 ORGASMS? Saw my fan club again yesterday, in the cafe where I write much of my work. Twelve or so men in the prime of life. They came in wearing their usual tight-fitting lycra, leaving their bicycles propped up against the windows, and paused by my table for a quick chat. They know I write dirty books and are always polite, asking what I'm working on at the moment and sometimes even stopping to give me a few ideas of their own. I love it! I was thinking the other day, that if my books sell in the tens of thousands, and every person who buys one of my books has an orgasm during or after reading it, that means I've made someone come tens of thousands of times. And if they read that book more than once ... Current Mood: accomplished Current Music: Beautiful, Christina Aguilera (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, January 12th, 2005
7:50 pm	COLLEGE GIRLS due out soon My next book to come out from Nexus is COLLEGE GIRLS and should be on the shelves in early March. You can pre-order a copy from amazon, of course, or the Virgin Books site (look under Erotica - Nexus). The cover is superb. Really juicy. Made my eyes pop out. I can't wait to see it on the shelves this spring ... though I'd prefer it to be on your bedside table! COLLEGE GIRLS is set in Oxford and begins the adventures of university students Beth, Lizzie and Charlotte. They all get tangled up - one way or another - with tutor Dr Milton, who adores submissives and spends his free time training pony girls for an exclusive university club. Sounds like typical Nexus territory? Well, maybe not quite. Since this is a Cat Scarlett novel, Dr Milton ends up chasing his own tail when his submissives rebel and run naked through the hushed cloisters of Oxford. Plenty of spanking, caning, humiliation, watersports and equally disgraceful behaviour to keep the most hardened erotica reader aroused. My favourite was the rowing scene, set on the river bank in Oxford and featuring a very wet oar and a very sore bottom! I'll try to slip in an extract or two in a future post, just to give you a taster as we get nearer the publication date. I loved writing COLLEGE GIRLS and am seriously considering a sequel. But not until I've finished the one I'm working on right now. Further details to come! (Comment on this)
Thursday, January 6th, 2005
11:00 pm	tops & bottoms This journal keeps putting my entries in the wrong place. (Entry in the wrong place? Sounds like fun!) So I hope this shows up at the top, not the bottom! I'm now starting work on my next novel for Nexus. It's all plotted out, I just need to get inside the heads (and bodies!) of the characters before I start writing. That's the fun bit. After that, it's hard slog until the last page. Though, of course, writing erotica has its perks. Not least that it keeps the juices, creative and otherwise, flowing constantly! Had tons of new visitors to my catscarlett.co.uk website over the past few weeks. If any of you are reading this, welcome!!! Some of my pages will be updated real soon - Punishment of the Month, for instance, and some new juicy titbits for the TIE ME DOWN page. Oh, I just love erotica! Always something new to explore ... Cat xxx Current Mood: bouncy Current Music: Gloria Gaynor, I Will Survive! (Comment on this)
Monday, January 3rd, 2005
8:58 pm	Happy New Year! Happy New Year to all my readers and anyone just browsing this blog. I am all partied out after the festive season and ready to start work again tomorrow. This year looks like being an eventful one for Cat Scarlett. I have two new novels in the pipeline and am currently finishing an erotic short story! More on that in a later post ... meanwhile, I hope you're all rested up and ready to get dirty again! Extra big slaps & kisses for 2005. Cat xxx (Comment on this)