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bitches be writin’ interview sessions with marissa dobson

Welcome Marissa Dobson to Bitches Be Writin’ Interview Sessions.

Marissa is a lady who likes to keep busy, and is always busy doing something. With two different college degrees, she believes you are never done learning.

Being the first daughter to an avid reader, this gave her the advantage of learning to read at a young age. Since learning to read she has always had her nose in a book. It wasn’t until she was a teenager that she started writing down the stories she came up with.

She is blessed with a wonderful supportive husband, Thomas. He’s her other half and allows her to stay home and pursue her writing. He puts up with all her quirks and listens to her brainstorm in the middle of the night.  Her writing buddies Max (a cocker spaniel) and Dawne (a beagle mix) are always around to listen to her bounce ideas off them. They might not be able to answer, but they’re helpful in their own ways.

She also loves to hear from readers so send her an email at marissa@marissadobson.com or visit her online at http://www.marissadobson.com

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Let’s get down to business…*waves to Marissa*

If you were a tree (or animal) what kind of tree (animal) would you be?

I’d have to be a tiger, they are such beautiful creatures.

Where were you born and where is home for you now?

I was born an hour outside of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, but I currently reside about an hour from Washington D.C. I’ve always believe home is where you make it. Where I live now is our home, but I also consider Pennsylvania home too.

What inspired you to write your first book?

Being the first daughter to an avid reader gave me the advantage of learning to read at a young age. It wasn’t long after that that I started telling stories, which is when my mother encouraged me to write them down. I had notebook after notebook of stories. When I was a teenager is when the stories started to develop more, and become longer.

What are 4 things you never leave home without (apart from keys, money and phone)?

Four things I never leave home without: my laptop, iPad (mostly for reading in-between things, hey you never know when you get a free moment to read a page or two), a small notebook that I carry in my purse so that I can write down things as they come to me, and last but not least my travel coffee mug because I’m always drinking coffee to me going.

Do you prefer fantasy or reality and why?

Fantasy is amazing and I love to spend my time with my characters, but there are times when real life is just as amazing, especially when I spend some quality time with my husband.

If you only had six months to live what would you do with the time you had left?

Six months to live…I’d tie up my Alaskan Tigers series so that readers weren’t left hanging. Then I would spend the rest of the time traveling with my husband, seeing places I always wanted to visit and spend time with my family.

How many novels, short stories have you published?

Two for Protection is my twenty-fifth book on sale at this time, there are some additional ones that were published but are currently off the market.

Can you share a little of your current work with us?

Right now I’m currently finishing Bearing Secrets, the eighth book in the Alaskan Tigers series. It is Turi, Trey, and Ivy’s story.

What about your Book Two for Protection.  Can you share a blurb with us? 


Courtney Mathews was in the wrong place at the wrong time when she witnessed two murders. After going to the authorities her life is turned upside down, and she’s forced to flee back to her hometown in Alaska to save herself.


Tad Brown is third in line to take over his sleuth—bear clan—but his mistakes cling to every decision, making him question himself. Finding Courtney forces him to confront his past in order to embrace his future. Will he be able to put the past where it belongs, and keep Courtney safe, or will it cause him to lose the woman he’s destined to be with?


With so many people depending on Milo, he must come into his own. Stepping into a role of authority has him doubting himself. Never before had he wanted to be a leader, content as one of the Elders guards. On a mission for the Alaskan Tigers, the three of them must work together to survive, with Milo taking the lead.

Is there any additional info you would like to share with your readers about what’s next for you and your books?

To stay up to date with what’s next please sign up for my newsletter – http://eepurl.com/EFpxX

Or follow my website – www.marissadobson.com

The next Alaskan Tigers novel is Bearing Secrets and should be released in May.

Where can readers stalk…um…I mean, find you?

Website – www.marissadobson.com

Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/AuthorMarissaDobson

Facebook Street Team – https://www.facebook.com/groups/MarissaDobsonStreetTeam/

Twitter – www.twitter.com/MarissaMDobson

Where can readers buy your books?

Amazon – http://www.amazon.com/Two-Protection-Alaskan-Tigers-Volume/dp/1939978424/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1395015653&sr=8-1&keywords=Two+for+Protection+Marissa+Dobson

Thanks for stopping by today Marissa.

doris o’connor – through the dom’s lens blitz



TTDLBlurb: Sometimes doing a favor can change your life forever.

Never one to rate her curves, Sally thinks her glamorous sister has lost the plot. Stand in for her at a photo shoot with the most sought after bondage photographer ever?

She’ll be laughed out of the studio, or arrested, or both. However, the temptation to actually meet the man she’s been secretly lusting after for months proves too hard to resist.

Junsako cannot believe his eyes, when Sally turns up. It’s been a long time since the Dom in him felt such an instant pull to anyone. All those curves will look beautiful in Shibari suspension, and Sally proves to be a born submissive. If only she would let go of her body issues and see the beautiful woman he sees through his lens.

Only one thing to do—convince her—with as much kinky sex as possible.

Excerpt:  “I want you to do something for me, pet. I want you to close your eyes and remember that feeling.”

She frowned at him, but her eyes fluttered shut and after a while she smiled.

“Good, you’re there in your mind?”

“Yes, Sir, I think so.”

“Good girl, now open your eyes and look at the screen again.” She tensed immediately and her smile slipped, but she did open her eyes and glanced at the screen. He’d changed the image to a slide of the process of her being bound. The first one showed her stood in front of him, looking nervous as hell, and she tensed even more when she saw it.

“What do you see, pet? Truly look at the picture, past the body, concentrate on your facial expression and remember how you felt.”

She bit her lip, and her nose screwed up in concentration, but eventually she answered him.

“I was nervous…” she glanced at him and then continued in a whisper, “and turned on.”

“Good girl, now the next picture. What do you see?”

In this shot she was half in her chest harness and blindfold, and Junsako hardened as he, too, remembered the heady thrill of binding her soft flesh in the rope. The picture didn’t do the eroticism of the art justice. In his mind’s eye, however, he heard her soft sighs and mewls, he felt the rope slide through his fingers and mark her skin, as she sank further into that blissful state of submission.

Sally remembered it, too, if her increased breathing and the dampness seeping through his sweat pants were any indication. He didn’t say anything else, afraid to break the moment, just continued to bring up picture after picture, until she wriggled on his lap, and he was hard enough to pound concrete again.

By the time they were back at the picture he intended to use, tears were falling down Sally’s cheeks, but she was smiling this time.

“Thank you, Sir, for helping me remember what it felt like. I still see a fat woman, though. I know I’m not skinny and … oh.”

The breath whooshed out of her lungs when he stood up with her and flung her over his shoulder. It was a matter of moments to cross the distance to his bedroom, and Sally shrieked when he threw her on the bed face down.

Before she had even stopped bouncing he grabbed her ankles and yanked her down until her ass hung over the edge with her knees on the floor. He kicked her legs apart, and took a moment to admire the view in front of him. With a flick of the remote he turned on the ceiling spotlights. The soft lighting illuminated Sally’s shapely ass. With her legs spread wide, he had a perfect view of her glistening pussy. Her cunt got wetter the longer he just stood there and watched her, and when she tried to push herself up on her elbows he urged her back down on the bed with his hand flat on the small of her back.

“Stay still, pet. It amuses me to watch you like this. You have the most perfect ass, my love. It will look even more beautiful when it’s pink from my hand.”

Sally whimpered, and more of her juices slipped out of her clenching hole.

“I’m going to spank that ass now, and then I’m going to fuck it.  My little pet will like that, I think. Give me a color, pet.”


Sally’s heart beat so fast in her ears she was sure she’d have fallen to the floor had she not been lying down already. Junsako’s dirty words made her so wet her juices were sliding down her inner thighs, and she found it difficult to concentrate on his words.

An open handed spank to her left ass cheek stung, and before she could open her mouth another one followed to the right side this time.

“I asked you a question, pet. What color are you?”

“Gr-green.” She murmured the words into the cover, as he dug his fingernails into her tender skin and grabbed a generous handful. That should have mortified her, but somehow it didn’t.

“I can’t hear you, pet.”

His strained voice soothed her concerns. He sounded like a man aroused, and it gave her an enormous thrill that he wanted her just as badly as she wanted him.

“Green, Sir. I’m so green. Please don’t stop. I—”

The next spank set her ass on fire and sent her further up the bed, until her hips dug into the edge. It was padded, with little hard nobbles, and just the right height to stimulate her clit, as she discovered with the next few well-placed open handed swats from his hands. He hit a different spot on her ass every time, and with the added stimulation from the torture devices attached to the side, she was close to coming in record time.

Higher and higher she flew until time lost all meaning, and all that mattered was the breathtaking pause before he spanked her again. When he finally stopped heat radiated from her ass all over her body in rolling waves of bliss, and she ground herself against the edge. So close, she was so damn close.

Junsako grabbed her hips and pulled her away from the bed, and Sally whined her protest.

He kissed her shoulder, and chuckled into her neck, as his whole body seemed to engulf her. His hard cock nestled in the cleft of her ass, and he delivered little bites along her back, parallel to her spine. Every sharp sting made her moan, interspersed as it was by his murmured words.

“So beautiful, my pet. This luscious body belongs to me, and you will not come without my permission, will you, pet?”

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61d4d0c6f49d0ad8976fa2.L._V360675208_SX200_Authors Bio:

Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

Writer of sensual, sassy, sexy romances
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