Spanked on the Rails 3: The Internship now out!

 

Announcing the release of my latest book: Spanked on the Rails 3: The Internship!

As Emily pushed her way through the throngs gathered in the Grand Hall, she squinted and saw a man standing there, holding a placard. She came closer and saw that indeed, it had her name on it.

“Hi, I’m Emily,” she said to him as he gazed off in the distance.

“Oh,” he said. “Oh, sorry, wasn’t paying attention. So…”

“Yeah, um. I’m supposed to go to, uh, the main intern facility, I guess?” Emily glanced behind him to see a somewhat large trunk, metallic and lifted slightly off the floor by wheels at each corner. “I’ve only got this duffle. I don’t think we need to put it in that thing,” she said, helpfully. “I can just carry it.”

“Yeah…um, the thing is,” he said, putting the placard down on the ground next to the trunk and extending his hand to her. “First of all, I’m Jeremy and I’ll be your shipper today. I hope that you are doing well, and that you will find the experience not too bad,” he intoned in a rote fashion. “Please feel free to fill out a comment card after your experience.”

“Alright?” Emily let go of his hand and looked over to the exits, expecting him to show her which way they were going to the car.

“So, uh, just let me open this up and we can get you in it, okay?”

Emily has once again committed herself to something she didn't bother reading the fine print for. Off she goes on another RailTrek journey, again to Chicago, but this time to do an internship with the company behind most of her troubles: RestrainTeq.

Get my new book on Amazon: Spanked on the Rails 3: The Internship

And check out my author page: Erik Svalbard

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Cheers,

Erik

New Book Out: Adult Dreams (Book Two): Cockswell!

 

“Hi,” said the woman next to me, her mouth missing several teeth, her face lined with years of neglect and hardship.

“Hi,” I said back to her, taking a moment to tune out the noise around me. I could tell that she had been pretty, once. Perhaps even beautiful. And here she was, broken by years of neglect, I assumed. And yet, even handcuffed, chained to a bench, and wearing filthy tattered clothes, she still smiled broadly at me, her dirt-streaked cheeks red with sunburn, looking strangely cheery.

“So. What’s a pair of pretty girls like you two doing in here?” she asked. “Did you…” she leaned over and winked in a slow, exaggerated manner, “you know…”

“Um…” I stared saying, only to be interrupted by Jessica’s frantic elbowing in my side.

“Des—” she hissed in my ear.

I rolled my eyes and said to the nice lady next to me, “So sorry. One moment…” then turned to face Jessica.

“What?”

“Um, there’s a lot of scary looking guys. Over there…” she twisted around and pointed a finger over to the side of the room, her handcuffed wrists kept close together near her abdomen. “You see them?”

I glanced over to where she was pointing and suppressed a sigh. “Yeah, I guess,” I whispered back. “We’re at the downtown station, Jess. There’s bound to be all sorts of scary-ass people here!”

Follow Destiny and her friends in the continuation of this series centered around a young woman who wants to make it big in the adult industry, in a dystopian world that doesn’t give her the right to make her own decisions.

Get my new book on Amazon: Adult Dreams (Book Two): Cockswell

And check out my author page: Erik Svalbard

Cheers,

Erik

New Book Out: Spanked for a New Roof: Female Collateral

 

Nobody: A spanking and BDSM story set in a Norwegian town that’s definitely not the capital (checks on Google) and please make the premise super absurd.

Erik Svalbard: Announcing the release of Spanked for a New Roof: Female Collateral!

Amelia’s school semester’s not going great! Woken from a deliciously naughty dream by a leaking roof, subject to spankings for her sassy attitude thanks to the new Norwegian spanking laws, turned into a financial asset to secure a loan, and driven to try and pay it off by engaging in paid spanking sessions, Amelia has her work cut out for her! But can her poor, aching bottom survive? Will she be turned into property after all? Is Norwegian Mexican food really that bad? And will she ever get to taste cloudberry cream the way it should be tasted?

Enjoy the first book in the Female Collateral series, where the laws of propriety get tossed out the window, but not before being thoroughly spanked!

Get my new book on Amazon: Spanked for a New Roof: Female Collateral

And check out my author page: Erik Svalbard

Cheers,

Erik

Adult Dreams (Book One): Destiny

 

“Ember Buns!” called out a voice from the other room. Out came a man, thin, tall, dressed entirely in black, with his black hair tied back in a ponytail.

“Um…Sun,” I corrected. He stopped and looked at me like I had just said the strangest thing ever.

“Buns would be better,” he said, and I smiled tightly at him. I did kind of have to agree, though.

“Anyway,” he continued, motioning to me to follow him, and turned around to reenter the room he had emerged from. I followed him in and found myself in a small bedroom, with a woman (yay) holding a camera.

“Hi,” I waved to her. She didn’t bother waving back or say anything.

"So, we’ll want you on the bed here, spread out, welcoming. Got it?” he said.

I nodded. “Welcoming,” I repeated.

“We’re doing a whole concept thing. It’s going to be epic. The world is dying, Ember. You understand that, right?”

I raised an eyebrow at him. “Okay…it’s dying and…sex will save it?”

“No, no! Nothing will save it. We’re all fucked! But since it’s all going down, we might as well have sex, that’s the point. That’s the sorrow we’re trying to capture here.”

“Ah yeah, sorrows of the moon. I get it,” I said, not really getting it.

“Nice, you understand! So you’re the moon, basically. Kind of ironic given your name. But anyway, you help mankind deal with the death of the world by sucking their dicks at first, but when that doesn’t do anything, you welcome them into your dark passage, symbolizing an anti-conception paradigm. Does that make sense?”

I nodded vigorously, hoping he wouldn’t ask any questions about this.

“When they both come inside your butt, it will represent mankind ending it all in a futile effort, an ejaculation of all of humanity’s greatest ambitions into the one vessel that will never bear fruit. And thus we all shall pass.”

Announcing the release of Adult Dreams (Book One): Destiny, the first book in the Adult Dreams series, a brand new series centered around a young woman who wants to make it big in the adult industry, in a dystopian world that doesn’t give her the right to make her own decisions.

Get it on Amazon: Adult Dreams (Book One): Destiny on Amazon

Check out my author page: Erik Svalbard on Amazon

Yours,

Erik

Spanked on the Rails 2: Female Management

“Dear fans, followers and friends, both real and virtual,” intoned Erik as he surveyed the assembled throng of the public, crowded into the giant auditorium his people had arranged for the occasion. The crowd slowly began to settle down, their restless murmurs of anticipation and barely restrained longing for news, any news from him slowly coming under control.

As the echoes of the crowd started to fade he swung his right hand in a magnanimous gesture to encompass one and all. “I come to you today with a momentous announcement,” he said, pausing for dramatic effect. It worked: the crowd began to stir again, people whispering to each other. A woman close to the front was openly weeping, tears running unrestrained from her reddened eyes.

Erik began to wobble a bit. The massive golden throne he was seated on was borne on the shoulders and backs of at least twenty young, naked and beautiful slave girls who strained under the weight of their burden. He needed to make this quick. “I say again, a momentous and world changing announcement!”

The crowd hushed again and Erik went in for the kill. “Today I announce that I will be releasing Spanked on the Rails 2: Female Management!” The crowd went wild, clapping, cheering, screaming. Several young women and not a few men in the front fainted. 

Erik basked in the adulation, a moment cut short by the collapse of his throne underneath him. One of the slave girls had stupidly decided to join in the clapping and had destabilized the entire pyramid of straining slaves. The roars of horror from the crowd and screams from the slaves masked his own cry of frustration and fear as he tumbled down into the crowd.

“No autographs,” he screamed as his security rushed into the crowd to save him. Erik sighed, he was going to have to completely rethink his press release strategy.

Don't make me have to rebuild that throne! Go out there and get my latest book "Spanked on the Rails 2: Female Management", the second in the Spanked on the Rails series!

Get it here on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FDKB6R18

Check out my author page: https://www.amazon.com/stores/Erik-Svalbard/author/B0F7VJCZCG

“So here’s the deal, sweetie,” Augustine said as she sat down and glanced over Emily’s nude body. “It’s already 7, we were a bit delayed getting out of Chicago. Dinner starts in a half hour and you’ll be helping in the dining car. The other girl, Grace, will be doing room service. She’ll be taking passengers’ food orders in their cabin and then bringing it to them, with Frank, the dining car attendant’s help.”

“I’ve done some waitress service when I was younger,” Emily volunteered. “Not on a train, and not naked, of course.”

“Yes, this will be quite different,” Augustine replied.

Emily’s trip thus far on RailTrek has been far from what she envisioned it to be. After booking Comfort Class, she was used as a plaything for the other first class passengers on the train. Now she’s finally on the last leg of her journey to Syracuse. She hopes to attend University there and make a new life for herself. Will the mysterious professor she meets help her or will he derail her plans? And what of this new Female Management program everyone seems to want her to join? Will it involve even more spankings for Emily?

Yours,

Erik

A Note on Being Read

 There's something special about being read. Even if it's by just a few people, here and there. Pretty much everything I've ever written before has been a requirement. Something I needed to do for a class: an assignment, an essay, a report. And someone had to read it. It was their job to do so, and they did it and moved on. Perhaps they enjoyed what they read, but I'm not egotistical enough to think that that was often the case. When I started working full time, what I wrote was mainly code, which machines read. But the occasional PowerPoint presentation or email was something that had to be read, by people who were paid to be there and while they were there, they felt they had to read what I wrote and add to it with their own words. That I had to then read.

But now, as an author, I have written things that no-one needs to read. No-one gets paid to do so, and it's not anyone's job to do so. (Excepting perhaps the content moderators who screen the endless stream of submissions to Kindle's publishing portal. Let's pour one out to those valiant souls!)

Now, I've published two ebooks so far and the numbers are nice and low, not gonna lie. But when I look at the few books that were sold, I can't help but think that someone read my blurb and decided to give it a try. And maybe they read my book and liked it. Or didn't. But they read it because they wanted to, not because they had to.

And when I look at the page reads for Kindle Unlimited, I can't help but think of it as an even better measure, one that makes me almost cry. Not because the number are low (they are) but because any number greater than zero is an indication that someone out there is reading what I wrote. And since the number of pages read is greater than the number of pages written, either there's a few people who read the whole thing, or an even larger number who read at least part of either book. And they did it because they wanted to.

That's pretty cool. I've written software that a surprisingly large number of corporate users use, but only because they have to. That nevertheless earns me a nice amount of money. But this, this is so much better. To have even just one person read what I wrote because they wanted to, makes me happy.

Yours,

Erik

Now Available: Captive Cruise Companion!

 As Chandler Bing would have said, "Could there be anything more exciting?" My second book, Captive Cruise Companion, is live on Amazon right now! This book is also the first in a series of books centered around Candy, a spunky young woman who is kept as a captive companion on board the Corsican Carnivale, a cruise ship offering some very exciting perks to its highest status passengers!

I'm very happy with this one. I find myself especially pleased with the way Candy turned out as a character. In addition, I think the story has a very nice character arc which leads to (spoiler alert!) a satisfying happy ending.

Find the book on Amazon here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0F925MGSV

Browse my author page here: https://www.amazon.com/stores/Erik-Svalbard/author/B0F7VJCZCG

Fascinatingly enough, I'm already starting to see people reading the book and my previous book, Spanked on the Rails: Emily's College Trip! To be honest, I didn't expect any activity at all until I had published at least half a dozen books. And to be even more honest, the numbers are very close to zero, so my estimate was not far off! But the reality of this environment is that the likelihood of being discovered by readers when you have only one or two books published is very slim indeed.

I write and publish mainly because it's a very satisfying experience and I love the challenge of trying my very best to write stories that I would love to read and hopefully others will find entertaining as well.

Yours,

Erik