Black Light: Celebrity Roulette is LIVE and in KU


Title: Black Light: Celebrity Roulette

Authors: Livia Grant, Jennifer Bene, Dani René,

Lesley Clark, Maren Smith, Measha Stone,

Sue Lyndon, Renee Rose, & Maggie Ryan

Publisher: Black Collar Press

Genre: BDSM Romance/Erotica

Release Date: February 7, 2019



How high would you bid for a fantasy night with your celebrity crush? 

Black Light is back for the 3rd year in a row with nine *brand new* sexy stories set in their new West Coast club! This year you're invited to celebrate Valentine's Day VIP-style as Black Light combines their annual kinky game of BDSM roulette with a celebrity charity auction. Three hours of fun. Five hard limits.

We've loaded the wheel with naughty new kinks for our couples as they play to win a free month at the exclusive club... but there's more than money on the line when hearts get involved.

Drama, fame, and fantasies await if you're brave enough to spin the wheel!

Publisher's Note: If you’ve checked out the previous Valentine Roulette anthologies, then you already know the high stakes for these daring couples. If you haven’t spun the wheel with us yet, what are you waiting for? Each set is full of completely new, edgy, stand-alone BDSM romance stories! Dive in and enjoy this one of a kind anthology, full of tempting dominance and tantalizing submission.










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#1 Switched by Livia Grant


“Hello, Piper. I was glad to see you’d signed up to play tonight as well. I was afraid I’d be the only really famous participant.”

It was a good thing she wasn’t prone to laughing easily or she would have probably made an ass of herself snickering at the boasting statement by the has-been Robert McCauley. He may have been the hottest leading man in a TV drama in his day, but she hated to tell him—his day was long gone. “Never fear, Robert. Looks like there’s a good showing here,” she nodded in the direction of the others including Scarlett A, the famous rock star and then to Ronan Bellington the hugely popular celebrity chef.

The much older man, with an obvious toupee, leaned in close enough that she caught a whiff of his stale breath, luckily overpowered by his Old Spice aftershave. “Well, they aren’t of our caliber now, are they?”

The asshole was bold enough to reach out and touch her arm with an intimacy he didn’t deserve.

This. Right here. It was just one of the many reasons why she had taken her sexuality into her own hands years before. Piper took a deep breath, reminding herself that he wasn’t one of her submissives. As much as she’d like to, she probably shouldn’t grab her crop and whip his offending hand.

Showing restraint, she reached and clamped her hand over his, squeezing hard enough to turn his sleazy smile into hilarious open-mouth shock. Not wanting to make a scene, she leaned in close to talk intimately against his ear. “You seem to have forgotten that I am not Piper Kole tonight. My name is Mistress Ice and I don’t recall giving you permission to touch me, Robert.”


#2 Hooked by Jennifer Bene


Humor flashed in his eyes, a slight crinkling at the corners before he nodded. “I think I understand.” His thumb stroked up and down the column of her throat, but his grip never tightened, there was just a little more… pressure. “You think because you’re in the ballet that you’re somehow less than the other celebrities involved in the auction?”

“Well, they’re actual celebrities, so… there’s that.” A quiet laugh almost escaped her lips, but then his grip really did tighten. Higher on her throat now, just under her jaw, and he used the hold to tilt her head back again until his face filled her view.

“Let me add on to your friend’s requirements. While we’re playing tonight, you won’t refer to ballet, or yourself, in a negative way or you’ll earn a punishment, and it will be one you don’t enjoy. Understood?”

“Yes, sir,” she whispered, practically breathless, but that had a lot less to do with his relatively gentle hold on her throat and a lot more to do with the arousal currently buzzing through her bloodstream and concentrating the pulse between her thighs.

“Wonderful.” He removed his hand and smiled again. “Thank you for your trust.”

“Trust?” she echoed.

“Yes. Not every sub will let you touch their throat like that without proving yourself first, establishing the trust. I appreciate that you gave me that on faith alone. You trusted that I would keep you safe, and I swear that I will.” Wyatt’s smile changed a bit, widening into a grin that made him seem a lot less serious, more… playful. “That doesn’t mean I won’t hurt you, though. I admit that I’m looking forward to pulling some of those sweet cries from your lips myself.”

And, boom.

The pulse between her thighs turned into an all-out fire, which didn’t help the fact that she already felt too hot in the stifling room.


#3 Guarded by Renee Rose


He starts with a leather paddle, light and slappy, a great warm-up tool.

Yes, this man definitely knows what he’s doing. He doesn’t hold back. It’s not too much--the leather slapper is forgiving, but he’s certainly not one of those doms who fears I can’t take it. My whole ass warms up under the slaps, which he concentrates on my sit spots. Every once and awhile he smacks the butt plug, driving it deeper inside me.

My body purrs as the heat builds, endorphins start to flow. And with the sense of well-being comes all the sexier memories of my former bodyguard. The time he answered his hotel door in nothing but a small towel around his waist. Lord, that body! Tattoos wrapped around solid muscle. He is a perfect specimen of manliness—a freaking stallion. I remember the time we got stuck in a throng outside a club in the Big Apple. I tripped but instead of falling, found myself swept up into his arms and carried like a princess out to the waiting car.

It was hard not to swoon. He stops spanking and pumps the plug in and out of my ass. I am seconds from orgasming when he stops. I bet he knew that, too.
He slaps between my legs. “You need to come, Red?”
“Yes,” I moan, excited that he might let me.
“Too bad.”
“You won’t come until I give you permission.”
Yeah, this man definitely has government-trained torture skills.
He runs a calloused hand over my twitching ass. “Redheads mark easily, don’t they?”
I don’t answer because I assume the question is rhetorical.
“I bet you’ll look good in stripes.”
Excitement simultaneously zips up my spine and down my inner thighs. My toes curl in my platform heels.
He slaps my pussy again, then gives my clit a far too short rub.
I moan and wiggle my ass. He steps away and out of my periphery I watch him draw a cane from his bag.
Oh shit.


#4 Cherished by Sue Lyndon


The wheel came to a stop on…ABDL.
Trenton’s cock hardened further.
Fuck yes. He would enjoy this one.
He glanced down at Sunshine, only to see a look of mild confusion spreading over her lovely features. But she soon plastered on a polite smile, as if to prove she was happy with the activity.
“ABDL!” Madison announced into the mic.
Several loud whoops came from the crowd.
Trenton escorted Sunshine off to the side, where the other paired couples were standing, keeping his arm wrapped tight around her. A surge of protectiveness for the little blonde pummeled through him. As the remaining pairings got underway, she fidgeted beside him.
Finally, she peered up at him from underneath thick dark eyelashes. “So, um, ADBL. Is that one of your favoriteactivities?”
“It’s ABDL, not ADBL,” he gently corrected. When the confusion in her eyes from earlier returned, he wondered how experienced she was. “Sunshine, do you know what ABDL stands for?”
Her eyes widened, then she bit her bottom lip and glanced away. “I-I…” Her voice trailed off. “No, Mr. Banks, I do not. I’m sorry, I hope you aren’t disappointed. I confess I sort of skimmed over the list of activities and simply focused on checking off my hard limits, which as it so happens are the same as yours. But I’m a fast learner and I’ve very much enjoyed the last month I’ve been a member of Black Light.”
A newbie. All the blood in his body rushed to his cock. No wonder there was an innocence about her. She was in way, way over her head. With a bit of arrogance, he mused how lucky she was to have won the night with him, rather than some of the other less experienced celebrity doms standing on stage.
He leaned down, placing his lips to her ear. “ABDL stands for adult baby diaper lover.”
She gasped and turned to peer directly at him. “It stands for what?”
“Adult baby diaper lover,” he repeated.


#5 Savor by Maggie Ryan


I took a second to gather my thoughts and then lifted the scalpel. I began at the hollow of her throat, placing the tip of the blade against her skin and watching her pulse jump. Slowly, I drew it down, thousands of tiny goose pebbles instantly appearing as the cold steel blade glided across her flesh. I watched her chest expand and then freeze as she held her breath the moment I began to circle her left nipple with the blade. I didn’t have to look up to know her head was tilted as far forward as she could, her eyes watching every move I made. She could be frightened, but, by God, her nipples had hardened even further, drawing into tight little buds that I was pretty sure could cut glass.

A final slow circle and then the blade slid over the hill and down into the valley between her breasts. As if she understood my reasoning for taking that path, she took a long deep breath before holding it again as the scalpel moved up the hill to circle her right nipple. She didn’t breathe again until it was snaking down to circle her belly button. Reaching my ultimate destination, I heard her inhale again and knew she understood that I hadn’t forgotten to remove her panties… I simply wanted to remove them in a much more dramatic way. The scalpel was sharp, easily slicing through first one side of the waistband and then the other. With a flick of my wrist, the severed front of the satin flipped down to lay between her legs, baring her to my view.

“Very nice,”

#6 Jazzed by Leslie Clark


“Pixie, I need you to wake up and drink some water.” He brought the bottle to her lips as her eyes fluttered open, reminding him of a butterfly’s wings. She sipped the water as he held it to her mouth. When she had her fill, he placed the bottle on the desk and a piece of chocolate to her lips. She followed his nonverbal instruction and opened her mouth, moaning when the chocolate hit her tongue. It only made him want her more, but this moment wasn’t about that.
Michael held her for several minutes while she came down from her endorphin high. When she eventually sat up, she looked him in the eyes then leaned forward and kissed him. It took him completely by surprise because he’d never had a sub make a move like that before. He may have been surprised, but he wasn’t bothered at all by the turn of events. Holding her tightly, he deepened the kiss, tasting her and the chocolate as their tongues danced. Eventually, they both needed to come up for air and he pulled back, taking a moment to gaze at her beautiful face.
“You’re going to be trouble little pixie,” he said and leaned in with a quick nip of her bottom lip. Standing up, he placed her gently on her feet. Once she was steady, he patted her on the ass and smiled when she yelped.
“Go ahead and get dressed in your personal clothes. Then we’ll head back to the wheel of wonders to see what we will get to do next.” And he was anxious to see what would happen.
“Yes, Sir,” she responded. Her voice was soft, almost shy.
“And, Pixie, you might as well leave the panties. You won’t need them for the rest of the night.”


#7 Pressure by Measha Stone


“If I have to repeat a question one more time, I’ll pull your legs up and spank you until your ass glows. Do I make myself clear?” Punishments were hot in theory, but he hadn’t delivered a real one in years. It seemed that would be changing tonight.

“What did you ask me?” she asked sheepishly. The woman wasn’t playing a game, she really couldn’t remember. He studied her expression then shook his head.

He grabbed the other nipple and placed the clamp firmly in place, pulling the handle up until her nipple stretched and she was squirming.

“Did you not hear me?” he asked, staring down at her.

She shook her head. “No, I mean, yes I heard you, but I was— I lost my train of thought. You were looking at me,” she said in short bouts of energy as he twisted the handle to the right.

So this is my fault because I was looking at you?” he asked, amused and delighted, but still trying to understand her. He could usually read women pretty easily, but Michele was locked up tight. She didn’t let much past her walls.

“No! Ouch!” She squirmed when he twisted the handle the other way.

“I wasn’t paying attention! It’s my fault!” she yelled when he increased the pressure by twisting a bit further.

“Yes, it is your fault. Because who’s responsible for your actions, me or you?” He released the clamp and lightly trailed his fingertips down the length of her torso, going further and further down until he reached the small patch of dark curls that hadn’t been swept away by a blade.

“Me. I am,” she said, blinking hard.

“That’s right. Now. Since you couldn’t answer that question, answer this one. Do you want me to lick and suck on your pussy while I fuck you with my fingers and make you come?”




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Dani René:

Lesley Clark:

Maren Smith:

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