Author Spotlight on Penelope Syn #Kinky


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Penelope Syn’s Author Bio

“I am a slightly crazy girl and I often get tied up in things, and I know I don’t see the world the way other people do. I’ve always been a keen observer of people and relationships, and I have seen some very interesting things, and done a few! I love to write out my fantasies, desires, and dreams, and I firmly believe that just because something is different or unusual doesn’t make it bad; all that matters are love and respect. I hope you like them too, and maybe they open a window for you to see things a little bit differently too. Stay safe!”

How I got into writing erotica…I’ve always been a bit of a nerd, really, and I’ve always tinkered with writing while I worked in IT. Many years ago I collaborated with a friend on a serious writing project that ended up going nowhere, and he ended up going to the States. I heard from him a few years later when he told me about his idea for setting up a publishing company oriented around e-publishing erotica. He knew some authors over there that were making good money, and with my combination of writing talent and, er, colorful background shall we say, I’d be ideal for it. As I’d recently been made redundant I decided to give it a go, and the rest is history, as they say. I went into BDSM because I like that kind of thing, really, although I have tried other approaches to erotica under another pen-name they didn’t do so well and it was a lot of work trying to maintain two “identities” – so now I focus on what I’m good at!

I have a lot of stuff out there, so it’s hard to pick any one story or selection to focus on. The one that covers most everything is the series “Lydia’s Path” – currently its ten stories long, with two more to come. I started it as my first stories to be written and published, and it contains something of everything, from anal to girl-on-girl, multiple partners, voyeurism, and of course lots of bondage and spankings as the heroine Lydia Hayle deliberately embarks on a voyage of discovery into her desire to be a sex-slave, earning her collar and undergoing extensive training in every kink imaginable.

I have written other series, including two paranormal – one on vampires, one on werewolves – and I’m currently working on a science-fiction/BDSM series that has an interesting theme. All my new releases are timed to hit the shelves on Fridays.

Slave Girl #1

Slave Girl #1: The Interview

This story – and the series it launches – was my first attempt at writing erotica, and while I’ve learned a lot since it is still a darned good tale! It’s also one of my few stories that has some exclusively girl-on-girl action, all the others also being in this series as well so far.

Lydia is a graduate who has discovered the BDSM world, but has had some bad experiences with men who have claimed knowledge of it, but when spank came to bondage were merely abusive. After finishing with her last boyfriend, she decided to see if a woman or couple would be able to fulfill her needs better. An ad on a website leads her to a Dominant couple living in the Home Counties of England who are looking for a new slave. She arranges a meeting with Trudy Weston to be “interviewed” for the position. If you want to follow one girl’s exploration into the BDSM lifestyle as a willing sex-slave, read on…

Special price on Amazon: http://myBook.to/LP1-TheInterview

Barnes & Noble: http://tinyurl.com/omoerra

Smashwords: http://tinyurl.com/puh6xoe

Slave Girl #2: The Trial

With the interview behind her, Lydia has a long way to go to win her position, but she’s eager to show what she can do as she goes for her second meeting with the woman she wants to be her Mistress.

Amazon: http://myBook.to/LP2-TheTrial

Barnes & Noble: http://tinyurl.com/ozmjwu3

Smashwords: http://tinyurl.com/ob9zr3o

Slave Girl #3: The Collar

After passing two sets of tests, Lydia has gained the approval of her new Mistress – but she has yet to meet her potential Master. Her Mistress prepares her, but it is up to Lydia to earn her collar.

Amazon: http://myBook.to/LP3-TheCollar

Barnes & Noble: http://tinyurl.com/o77ed8b

Smashwords: http://tinyurl.com/orajyy2

Slave Girl #4: The Training

Lydia moves in with her new owners and their other slave, Amanda. Surrounding her new owners is an entire shadow-society of dominants and submissives, and her toes are dipped into this erotic underworld when she meets

Amazon: http://myBook.to/LP4-TheTraining

Barnes & Noble: http://tinyurl.com/q4rcoad

Smashwords: http://tinyurl.com/o9r3y7d

Slave Girl #5: The Party

From tow-dipping to being thrown in the deep-end, Lydia is taken to a full-on bondage sex-party by her new Master and Mistress.

Amazon: http://myBook.to/LP5-TheParty

Barnes & Noble: http://tinyurl.com/pth7me2

Smashwords: http://tinyurl.com/nh7lyuh

Slave Girl #6: Tested

Lydia is coming on very well as a slave, and is enjoying herself immensely. However, her Mistress is ever-inventive in discovering new ways to test her slave. Lydia is given two new slaves to train up in turn: one former Domme, and one sweet maid with a surprise in her panties.

Amazon: http://myBook.to/LP6-Tested

Barnes & Noble: http://tinyurl.com/ppfk47k

Smashwords: http://tinyurl.com/qd3eajv

Slave Girl #7: Time Off

Time off is something slaves do not have, of course. Master and Mistress are hosting their own party, and Lydia is part of the entertainment…

Amazon: http://myBook.to/LP7-TimeOff

Barnes & Noble: http://tinyurl.com/q5aegjq

Smashwords: http://tinyurl.com/njn5rg3

Slave Girl #8: Benefits

There are benefits to being the only well person in the household, as winter flu strikes down Lydia’s Mistress and fellow slave. This leaves Lydia alone to take care of her over-sexed Master’s needs – and just typically, he brings a friend home…

Amazon: http://myBook.to/LP8-Benefits

Barnes & Noble: http://tinyurl.com/o82hnph

Smashwords: http://tinyurl.com/pjcwdql

 

Slave Girl #9: Pony Play (P)

In the latest escapade, Lydia is taken in hand by Master Daimon at her Mistress’ request, and is trained to be a ponygirl at a ‘farm’ with many others. For two weeks she leaves humanity behind as she takes on the role of a dumb animal…and the pleasure of being completely controlled like one…

Amazon: http://myBook.to/LP9-PonyPlay

Barnes & Noble: http://tinyurl.com/opyprrb

Smashwords:

5.0 out of 5 stars Giddyup 10 Feb 2014

By Mr James MacLennan

Penelope Syn takes a foray into one of the more esoteric forms of D/s in this the 9th part of Lydia’s Path. I’ve always had something of a fascination with Pony girls( you can blame another Penny for that) and this installment did not fail to satisfy.
I’m not going to spoil the story by going into details suffice to say that if this is your thing you will not be disappointed.
Now the question is..where is Ms Syn going to take Lydia next.

Slave Girl #10: Hostess

“Back at the Weston home, Lydia’s new skills are given a regular airing, as is she. As her slave training nears completion she is given the honor of acting as Hostess to the Weston’s guest. Sadly, this is a test she has been set up to fail, and she has to endure several punishments before resuming her position as hostess. Several positions, as it turns out.”

Amazon: http://myBook.to/LP10-Hostess

Barnes & Noble: http://tinyurl.com/q5ocgj6

Smashwords: http://tinyurl.com/nwwvv5z

Slave Girl #10

Here’s a teaser from story #10:

“Lydia, we are expecting Master Daimon as our guest this afternoon, and I am assigning you to be his hostess,” Mistress instructs me, with a smirk that says she knows full well how I feel about Master Daimon. “I shall leave it to your initiative how to dress, our maid services will be dealt with by Danielle this evening. You have an hour to prepare before he arrives.”

“Yes Mistress,” I say, and kneeling I kiss her feet before rising again and scampering upstairs, already excited.

In the bathroom I share with Amanda I ease out my tail and take a second quick shower – this time with hot water – before returning to our room and opening my wardrobe. I look at the selection of clothes there. Very little of it is what I would call “street wear” and in any event that’s certainly not going to be the dress code for tonight. Most of my wardrobe are fetish outfits and costumes, and I work through them. The maid uniform I normally wear is out, I am not to be a maid for tonight. I pause at my pink latex catsuit, but decide against it. I know Daimon and what he likes, and that makes the choice easy for me to please him.

Humming cheerfully I select my lingerie: a white, frilly, but fairly scanty bra, panties, and suspender belt and slip them on. Next I roll a pair of black, seamed fishnet stockings up my legs and secure them. A short-sleeved crisp white blouse follows, with an utterly revolting school tie. Lastly I slip on a grey pinafore that wouldn’t look out of place on a schoolgirl, save that no school would even consider allowing a student to wear a skirt this short. Pulling my hair out of the ponytail I often wear I rearrange it in two bunches, and tie it with ribbons in exaggerated bows.

Last and not least I slide my feet into a pair of high-heeled Mary-Jane shoes and strike a pose in the mirror. A hot and very naughty St Trinians schoolgirl looks back at me. Master Daimon has a thing for school uniforms, I know. To complete my look I sit at my dresser and apply a heavy layer of fairly slutty make-up to complete the picture of a deliberately naughty girl. I have no doubt he’ll take the opportunity to spank me, frequently.

I’m rather looking forward to it…

When I return downstairs Danielle is already back in her maid uniform and working in the kitchen. She has that slightly flustered look on her face that tells me that her chastity device is back on, and she didn’t get any relief. She looks up from cleaning the work-surface as I enter and her jaw nearly drops.

“Wow, you’re certainly dressing to please Master Daimon,” she compliments me.

“That’s the plan,” I say, with a smile. “Is Mistress in her study?”

“Of course,” Danielle affirms.

“Thank you sweety,” I say, and kiss her cheek before strutting off to find Mistress Trudy. She is still in her catsuit, sat at her desk with those awesome legs crossed under the desk – a place I know well, for obvious reasons. She glanced up as I entered the room, her thick, glossy red hair tumbling past one shoulder.

“Someone’s been paying attention,” she chuckled as she took in my costume.

“Thank you Mistress,” I say with a polite little curtsey.

Her eyes narrowed.

“Lydia, are you wearing knickers[1]?” she demanded ominously, turning her swivel chair to face me away from her desk.

I swallowed hard. It’s a standing rule that under normal circumstances I don’t wear panties at all, that way my sex is always available with a minimum of effort (given how short my skirts often are) to my Mistress and Master.

Nervously I approach Mistress Trudy, already feeling like naughty schoolgirl.

“But Master Daimon likes his schoolgirls to be wearing pretty panties he can pull down when he spanks them, Mistress,” I say very meekly. “I am very sorry for being so disobedient, Mistress, I should have acquired permission before doing so,” I add contritely.

Mistress merely uncrossed her legs and pointed sternly at her lap, the simple command that I was about to get an over-the-knee spanking. With a sigh and no sign of protest I duly draped myself over her lap, facing down with my butt in the air, revealing the lace-ruffled knickers in all their glory. I can feel my pussy tingling and my nipples going hard: this ritualized, deliberate form of punishment is what pushes all my buttons.

“He likes to pull them down, does he?” Mistress says, as she tugs my panties down off my derrière. I have a nice bum, if I say so myself, something Mistress enjoys tormenting every chance she gets. I still have red welts on it from this morning’s pony-session, and now it seems I am to get more.

“Yes Mistress,” I confirm, squirming my bare ass in a way I hope is inviting. Her hand strokes my rump slowly and lightly.

“And spanks you?”

“Yes Mistress, he likes that very much and I –” my words are interrupted by a sudden stinging blow to my bare cheek. Then a second on the other cheek, and another, as Mistress Trudy delivers a flurry of spanks, randomly alternating which cheek of my ass receives them. I squeak and wriggle as the sting and the burn sinks into my ass, and presses buttons deep inside me. My pussy is wet, and I am hungry to feel a touch on my slick lips, or a caress on my tingling button.


[1] Panties, if you are American, usually referring to more old-fashioned styles of underwear.

The blurb for this story is:
“Back at the Weston home, Lydia’s new skills are given a regular airing, as is she. As her slave training nears completion she is given the honor of acting as Hostess to the Weston’s guest. Sadly, this is a test she has been set up to fail, and she has to endure several punishments before resuming her position as hostess. Several positions, as it turns out.”

Here’s the links to the collection – just four short stories – that I’ve just had published.

Penelope Syn's Werewolf collection

Amazon: http://myBook.to/WerewolfCollect

Smashwords: http://tinyurl.com/pxztsz6

Not yet available on B&N.

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About BeautysPunishment

Once a wild brat that couldn’t be tamed, I have been in a 24/7 DD, D/s relationship since July 14, 2011. We had a collaring ceremony lead by Mistress Joanne and attended by friends. I’m only submissive to Jolynn. Every day I run our business, and anything else so Jolynn can write her books in peace and quiet when she has time. I am the housewife, secretary, publicist, pet parent, and doer of good deeds, squirrel, and fueled by caffeine. Redbull gives me wings to fly through the internets. It is my drink of choice, and it's what's for breakfast. I tend to put my foot in mouth, and will say things without thinking; so if I offend anyone, it's not intentional. I am blunt and to the point, and don't have an inner monologue. According to Jolynn, I don’t have an off button. She keeps trying to find it on the top of my head. I have an off the wall sense of humor; more often than not I am impulsive, a little loud, and sometimes obnoxious. But that's just me.

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