An interview with Marianne Delaney, world famous model.

 

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Marianne Delaney is one of the most beautiful and photographed models in the world. She lives every young girl’s dream. Or does she? I interviewed the top model to find out all about her life.

Q.  Thank you for talking to me today. Can I start by asking you who is the real Marianne Delaney? You are not known for giving interviews to the press.

A.  I’m not sure that even I know the real me. My life had changed so often since I was ‘discovered’ at the age of fifteen, while walking down the King’s Road in Chelsea, and within two years I was pictured on the covers of all the glossy magazines. It all happened so quickly. One day I was a fairly ordinary London schoolgirl, and the next I was travelling the world and being wined and dined by the world’s glitterati. I think the real me is still the young girl who wonders what people see in me that I cannot see myself.

Q.  What is your background, Marianne—your family?

A.  I never knew my father. I used to make up stories about him as though I was inventing the father I would have liked. Perhaps it was the lack of a father that made me search for a fatherly figure in my life, a search that had only brought fleeting happiness. My mother was largely indifferent to me, and I left home when my stepfather started to bother me, sexually. I don’t have brothers or sisters, and I no longer have contact with any other family.

Q.  You must have met many interesting and handsome men as a top model?

A.  Mostly, they were older, successful and wealthy men who bought me champagne and dinner and then thought they owned me. Some of them were very powerful, men you wouldn’t want to cross for fear of the consequences. A few were kind, but many were not. I sometimes wondered if the fault lay with me. Did I do or say things to attract the wrong type of man? Did I give off the wrong vibes, or was I simply unlucky? I had no idea. One of my experiences was quite awful. He flew me from London to the South of France just for dinner, and I must admit I was bowled over by him. However, the price he extracted from me was more than I wanted to pay. I had a lucky escape from him.

Q.  So you didn’t find the man of your dreams?

A.  I thought I had when I met an older man, a photographer called Chad. He was dominant, sexually, and he first showed me the attraction of a BDSM lifestyle. He recognised the submissive in me. I had a wonderful time with him in New York. But it wasn’t to be. It was very sad—I don’t really want to talk about it.

Q.  Very well, I won’t press you. So when did you meet the man you are now with?

A.  Ah, William. He is wonderful. We met at Heathrow Airport. We were both travelling to New York. He came to sit next to me on the plane, and the rest, as they say, is history.

Q.  When did you know that he was the man for you?

A.  I was hugely attracted to him from the beginning. He’s twelve years older than me, and is the owner of a successful publishing company. He seemed a very powerful, charismatic man, but one who exercised his power in an understated way. I couldn’t imagine him losing his cool and shouting. Some sixth sense also told me that he was a dominant man, especially in bed, and perhaps I shouldn’t tell you this, but the thought brought a spasm and dampness between my legs.

Q.  That’s very frank of you, Miss Delaney. Might I ask if you are in what we call a D/s relationship? Or am I being too inquisitive?

A.  That’s all right. I’m not embarrassed to admit that we have that sort of relationship. But William is very loving and gentle too. He and I both enjoy a very ‘interesting’ private relationship. But he would never humiliate or abuse me in any way. Everything we do together is consensual. He fulfils a very deep need in me, and we love each other. If you want to know more, then you must read my book.

Juliette: It seems, Miss Delaney, that you don’t want to go into too much detail about your relationship, but I can see that you are happy. Thank you very much for talking to us. Perhaps your partner, William, would agree to be interviewed by us?

Marianne: I asked him, and he said “Not in a million years!” As you can see, he has very strong opinions on some matters.

Marianne has written about her life as a model, and here is a saucy snippet from her book, Out of the Darkness.

Her book can be found on Amazon (at the reduced price of 99c for the first week).

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Excerpt:   (Warning: Erotic content. Over 18s only)

As we arrived in New York, William seemed anxious to continue what had been ignited between us. “So where are you staying in New York, Marianne?” I gave him a smile, withdrawing from my memories. “My agency has booked me into The Pierre on 5th Avenue. It’s where I usually stay when I come over.”
“Ah, that raises an interesting dilemma. I’m booked into the Plaza, the Royal Plaza suite, no less. It’s close to yours, but not close enough for me. My suite has three bedrooms. That would be one for me, one for you, and a third, which we could share, could we not? I think we could have a very pleasurable time together, Miss Marianne Delaney. Does that sound an interesting proposition to you?”

It sounded so much more than an interesting proposition. I wanted to be cool and collected and at least give the pretense that I was mulling it over, but the sheer power of his dominant masculinity was too much for me. I was lost. I didn’t need to say anything. William Northcroft already knew that I was his for the taking.

 

We checked through Customs and retrieved our luggage, and minutes later we were in the back seat of a limousine, gliding through the traffic from JFK airport towards Manhattan. William spoke to someone, probably his secretary, on his cell phone.

“Cassandra, can you contact the Pierre Hotel in New York and tell them that one of their guests, a Miss Marianne Delaney, will not be requiring the room she had booked. Would they please cancel the reservation and transfer any calls and enquiries to me at The Plaza. Yes, I have just arrived. Thank you.”

That business taken care of, William then turned his whole attention to me. “You called me ‘Sir’ on the plane. Was that intentional, or did it just slip out?”

“I… I suppose it just seemed natural to me,” I stammered. I had? I couldn’t remember.

“Good. You can continue to call me Sir if you wish. Or you can call me William. I don’t mind.”

My voice was reduced to almost a whisper. “Thank you, Sir.”

He reached over and took my hand. “I take it you’ve been in situations like this before?”
I refused to give in to the flush of tears, still fresh from my foray into memories.

“Well I… yes, I have, but not always with a good end result. I’m a little nervous, Sir.”
“And so you should be, Marianne. But don’t worry, you can trust me. I won’t take us anywhere you don’t want to go. You’ll be safe with me.”
He looked at me with his intense eyes and I felt safe. He was not another Leon.
“So, you like to play hard, do you? When you said that to me, my cock became rock hard,and it’s still hard now.”
He drew my hand across and placed it on his lap. He hadn’t exaggerated.
He leaned over and ran the back of his finger lightly down my cheek. “You really are exquisite. Some models look good from a distance, but don’t stand the test of close proximity. But you, Marianne, have the looks that could send a man insane. The lovely thing is that I don’t think you are even aware of the effect you have on a man, and particularly on his cock.”

He reached for the buttons at his side and immediately the glass panel between the driver and us became opaque.

“I think that perhaps you might relieve some of the pressure in my cock. Why don’t you

slide down here between my legs and put those luscious lips of yours around it.”

I didn’t hesitate. I wanted to give myself to this striking, charismatic man. We had only met hours before, yet my body was buzzing with excitement. I was his for the taking. I went down on my knees and gently removed his cock from his pants. It was big and thick and solid as a rock. I licked the tip and then swirled my lips around the end before slipping it into my warm, ready mouth. I heard a sigh from above but I didn’t look up. I was concentrating on giving this man the best blowjob I could give.
It lasted nearly all the way to the hotel, and I was impressed by William’s staying power. He timed it so that, just a block away from the Plaza, he exploded into my mouth and held himself there until I’d swallowed all his seed. I licked every last trace from his cock, and he then produced a clean handkerchief and bent over and wiped my face until, although a little flushed, my complexion was restored to cleanliness. Just at that moment the car glided to a halt outside the hotel. His timing had been immaculate.

“Well that is a much more pleasurable way to travel than looking at boring e-mails.” He smiled at me, and I knew that I was in for a very interesting few days in New York.

 

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About Juliette Banks:

I write erotic romance as both Juliette Banks and Rachel de Vine, and love to write about sensual, romantic and erotic characters who lead interesting lives, and who often have to overcome challenges along the way. I prefer to write erotic romance, rather than straight erotica, because I am essentially a romantic person, but I also like to involve my characters in an exciting life of Dominance and submission at different levels.

I am British, love the rural life and live in a beautiful home in the middle of the rolling English countryside. I also like to travel around the world from time to time, and have visited some beautiful and exciting places on the way. I am forever grateful that I was born in a place and at a time to take advantage of the freedoms and pleasures that are still denied to many people of the world. We must never take such freedom for granted.

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Weekend Writing Warriors for August 20

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Welcome to another week of Weekend Writing Warriors, when a group of authors post snippets of their work for others to read and comment. When you’ve read this, why not go and see what other authors are writing. (www.wewriwa.com)

I’m continuing with a snippet from Out of the Darkness, an erotic romance book which has just come out. Last week, Marianne is recognised at a photographic exhibition and surrounded by people. She is rescued by a man who she takes to be a janitor. He suggests they go out the back way, and head for a nearby bar, where she discovers to her horror that she has dragged the photographer away from his own exhibition.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realise…”

“No problem, I was getting sick of all the glad-handing anyway. You just gave me an excuse to leave. And you are, of course, the world-famous model, Marianne Delaney. I’m not a fashion photographer, but it would be hard not to notice your face looking down at me from every billboard around at the moment.”

“Sorry, yes, I have been doing the perfume ad. People must be so sick of seeing my face.”

“Well if I had to look at one face all day long, I guess it’s no great hardship if it happens to be yours,” Chad said, a smile on his lips.

“But you are clearly well known too, and I feel bad that I didn’t even know your name or recognize your face. You must think I lead a very shallow existence.”

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She is one of the most beautiful and photographed women in the world.

She is living every young girl’s dream.

But sometimes the dream and the reality don’t match up.

The missing father; the predatory stepfather; the abusive lover; they all let her down.

Then she meets the man of her dreams – but fate is cruel and she is left alone again…

… until a powerful and charismatic Dom, who excites her like no other man before, steps into her life.

Is he the man she has been seeking her whole life? Will he show her the way out of the darkness and into the loving, submissive relationship she has always craved?

 

Publisher’s Note: This sweet and sensual love story is a revised and newly edited version of a book previously released under the same title but with the pen name Rachel De Vine.

This book is now out on Amazon at: (For one week only at 99c/99p)

Amazon US             http://amzn.to/2fP9rnL

Amazon UK               http://amzn.to/2w5qE2r

Amazon Canada       http://amzn.to/2uTiHcW

Amazon Australia     http://amzn.to/2uTtfsG

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Weekend Writing Warriors for August 13

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Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, where a great group of writers get together and share 8 – 10 line snippets from their work for others to comment on. When you have read my snippet, why not pop along and read what other authors have to say? (www.wewriwa.com)

This snippet is again from my book Out of the Darkness, which is coming out on August 16. Last week Marianne, a world-famous model, goes to an exhibition of photographs in her new home of New York. Unfortunately she is recognised and approached by people wanting selfies and autographs. She tries to escape. (Slightly edited to conform.)

I was just about to make a dash for it when a hand firmly clamped on to mine and pulled me forcefully through a nearby door, which was then shut behind us, leaving the baying crowd— thankfully—on the other side. I looked to see who my rescuer was and came face to face with a rather scruffy man of about mid-forties, with tousled brown hair that was starting to turn grey, and a weather beaten face that looked as though he spent a lot of time outdoors. He was wearing an un-ironed check shirt and jeans. I wondered if I’d fallen out of the frying pan and in to the fire. Perhaps this guy was the mad janitor, who was kidnapping me for his own evil purposes?

I must have looked a little concerned, because his face broke into a broad smile.

“It’s okay, my intentions are honourable—I just thought you needed rescuing from the mob.”

I relaxed. The man looked benign, although I detected a slight glint in his eye. But over the years of modelling I had seen that look many times—friendly, but eyeing me up and trying to figure out if the rest of me was as good as the outside.

Anticipation is the key Man alone

 

She is one of the most beautiful and photographed women in the world.

She is living every young girl’s dream.

But sometimes the dream and the reality don’t match up.

The missing father; the predatory stepfather; the abusive lover; they all let her down.

Then she meets the man of her dreams – but fate is cruel and she is left alone again…

… until a powerful and charismatic Dom, who excites her like no other man before, steps into her life.

Is he the man she has been seeking her whole life? Will he show her the way out of the darkness and into the loving, submissive relationship she has always craved?

 

Publisher’s Note: This sweet and sensual love story is a revised and newly edited version of a book previously released under the same title but with the pen name Rachel De Vine.

Out of the Darkness will be released on August 16, and will be on sale for the first week at the price of 99c. Here is the link to a Facebook page for the book.

https://www.facebook.com/outofthedarknessnovel/

Here is a video I made.

Weekend Writing Warriors for August 6

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Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, where a great group of writers get together and share 8 – 10 line snippets from their work for others to comment on. When you have read my snippet, why not pop along and read what other authors have to say? (www.wewriwa.com)

The snippet is again from my forthcoming release (on August 16) of Out of the Darkness. Last week, Marianne, a famous model, had a lucky escape from an over-enthusiastic devotee of kinky sex, who thought that her lack of protest was tantamount to her agreement. She decided to go and live in New York for a while. One evening she went alone to an exhibition of a well-known photographer’s pictures.

The exhibition was a retrospective of a number of years work by the world famous photographer, about whom I had heard but never met. I had heard that Chad Baker was quite reclusive and rarely appeared in public, so I was not expecting to meet him at the gallery.

The photographs were at times raw, shocking, thought provoking, and sometimes amusing. He covered a multitude of subjects—men, women, children, and sometimes just objects and landscapes. I was fascinated by them, and so engrossed that I didn’t notice a woman eyeing me from a few feet away, until she shrieked at the top of her voice, “Oh, my God, it’s Marianne Delaney.”

Suddenly, almost every pair of eyes in the room were zeroing in on me. The cool people pretended not to hear, or that they had no idea who I was, but many of the others, uninhibited by several glasses of champagne, began to move towards me, trying to chat to me as though they were my new best friend, or asking me to sign their programmes. Pretty soon I had a dozen people around me. I felt hemmed in and embarrassed for the exhibition organisers, who didn’t deserve such a distraction. Perhaps it was time I went?

The price of fame, hey! Tune in next week to find out how Marianne escapes from her over-enthusiastic fans (a problem that I am unlikely to experience!).

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She is one of the most beautiful and photographed women in the world.

She is living every young girl’s dream.

But sometimes the dream and the reality don’t match up.

The missing father; the predatory stepfather; the abusive lover; they all let her down.

Then she meets the man of her dreams – but fate is cruel and she is left alone again…

… until a powerful and charismatic Dom, who excites her like no other man before, steps into her life.

Is he the man she has been seeking her whole life? Will he show her the way out of the darkness and into the loving, submissive relationship she has always craved?

 

Publisher’s Note: This sweet and sensual love story is a revised and newly edited version of a book previously released under the same title but with the pen name Rachel De Vine.

 

Out of the Darkness will be released on August 16. Here is the link to a Facebook page for the book.

https://www.facebook.com/outofthedarknessnovel/

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Out of the Darkness – an erotic novel

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I am re-launching an earlier book of mine, Out of the Darkness, on August 16. It was originally published three years ago, under my other writing name of Rachel de Vine.

She is one of the most beautiful and photographed women in the world.

She is living every young girl’s dream.

But sometimes the dream and the reality don’t match up.

The missing father; the predatory stepfather; the abusive lover; they all let her down.

Then she meets the man of her dreams – but fate is cruel and she is left alone again…

… until a powerful and charismatic Dom, who excites her like no other man before, steps into her life.

Is he the man she has been seeking her whole life? Will he show her the way out of the darkness and into the loving, submissive relationship she has always craved?

 

Publisher’s Note: This sweet and sensual love story is a revised and newly edited version of a book previously released under the same title but with the pen name Rachel De Vine.

NOTE: Out of the Darkness is an erotic romance, with elements of bdsm. If such material offends, please do not purchase.

“Oh I work hard, but I play hard, too. Do you play hard, Marianne?”


Pleasure or pain corset

 

Excerpt:

He seemed a very powerful, charismatic man, but one who exercised his power in an understated way. I couldn’t imagine him losing his cool and shouting. Some sixth sense also told me that he was a dominant man, especially in bed, and the thought brought a spasm and dampness between my legs. I hadn’t had a lover for a little while, so it didn’t take a great deal for my normally healthy libido to respond. He looked sideways at me and I knew that he knew about my spark of interest. He was clearly a very intuitive man, but he gave no obvious response. He was not flirting with me and he made no attempt to touch me, as he had the stewardess.

“So, Marianne, what takes you to New York, work or pleasure? Or perhaps the two come together for you.”

“Mainly work, although I am hoping to do a little shopping while I’m there. And you? Work I suppose?”

“Yes, but I never overlook the need for a little pleasure too. Life is too short for all work and no play. As someone once said, very few men on their deathbed say that they wished they had spent more time at the office. Is that not true, Marianne?”

I loved the way he looked directly at my face as he spoke my name, even though he was sitting alongside. He gave me his complete attention, unlike many men who seem to look everywhere but my face when they were talking to me. I often think I should have a second pair of eyes on my breasts, so men could look at both at the same time.

“Yes, you’re right. My father worked himself into an early grave and never got the chance to enjoy the fruits of his labour.”

That was a lie, because I never knew my father. For all I knew, he could be the British Prime Minister. But it just seemed the right thing to say at the time, and for some years I had talked to people about this fantasy father, as though it was more acceptable to have had a father and lost him, than never to have had a father at all. Perhaps it was the lack of a father that made me search for a fatherly figure in my life; a search that had only brought fleeting happiness in my life so far.

“Oh I work hard, but I play hard, too. Do you play hard, Marianne?”
I shivered and half turned in my seat to look at his face. Sure enough there was the glint in the eye and the almost imperceptible facial expression that I had seen before, and I knew that he was a Dominant. I had been around enough of them to recognize one. After my past experiences, I should have been more wary, and run a mile. But where do you run to when you are 33,000 feet in the air over the Atlantic? I couldn’t stop myself from saying it as though an invisible force was drawing it from me. “Yes, I do like to play hard, Sir.” He lifted my hand to his lips and gave me a soft kiss. From that point on my fate was probably sealed. The attraction had been instantaneous. I knew that William and I were almost certainly going to play together, in one way or another.

“A man could go to war in defence of a body like yours, you know. You hold most men in the palm of your hand.”

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Out of the Darkness is due to be re-published on August 16, 2017

Weekend Writing Warriors for July 30

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Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, where a great group of writers get together and share 8 – 10 line snippets from their work for others to comment on. When you have read my snippet, why not pop along and read what other authors have to say? (www.wewriwa.com)

One of my earlier books, Out of the Darkness, is being re-launched on August 16. Last week I produced a few lines from the present, when Marianne, a beautiful, top model, is in a relationship with William, a publisher. I am now going back in time to where she muses about her earlier years as a model. (Edited to fit.)

I had a few love affairs, but I had never fallen in love. I saw most for what they were, men who viewed a beautiful woman as another symbol of their success, like expensive sports cars, yachts, and luxury villas. I tried to stay away from that sort of man, but I wasn’t always clever enough to spot the ones who should be avoided at all costs—they didn’t all look like Russian gangsters.

My mind went back to my worst ‘mistake’.

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The man who introduced me to the ‘darker arts,’ as I often referred to them, was Leon, a French multi-millionaire who invited me for dinner, which turned out to be on his yacht in the Mediterranean. He sent his private jet to transport me from London to St Tropez.

“Isn’t this rather a long way to go for dinner?” I asked, telling him that I had a fashion shoot in Paris the following day.

Leon had a very slight air of menace to him, even though he was handsome beyond words, and I hesitated briefly. He leaned over and kissed me gently on the lips and, in a moment of insanity I accepted his invitation.

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She was one of the most beautiful and photographed women in the world.

She lived every young girl’s dream.

But sometimes the dream and the reality don’t match up.

The missing father; the predatory stepfather; the abusive lover; they all let her down.

Then she met the man of her dreams—but fate was cruel and she was alone again…

…until a powerful and charismatic Dom, who excited her like no other man before, stepped into her life.

Was he the man she had sought her whole life? Would he show her the way out of the darkness and into the loving, submissive relationship she had always craved?

NOTE: This book was previously published, under the same name but with a different cover, under the author name of Rachel de Vine.

Out of the Darkness will be released on August 16. Here is the link to a Facebook page for the book.

https://www.facebook.com/outofthedarknessnovel/

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Review of Roadhouse Blues by Malin James

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On a very few occasions a book comes along that takes your breath away. This is such a book for me. It is a series of short, erotic stories, all connected by the fact that they involve the inhabitants of Styx, a fictional town in the southern part of the United States of America.

 

The characters are so immaculately drawn and described that they almost step off the page. There is sweet love, lost love, romantic love and frenzied, desperate love—two women who mourn one man, a dying man who reminds a strip dancer of her late father, rough sex, hot and dirty sex, and tenderness. All of life is there beneath the façade of a nowhere town that some can’t leave fast enough and others, for varying reasons, stay behind.

 

The dialogue throughout is superb. The characters are so multi-dimensional. The stories are at times happy and at times unbearably sad. Nothing is held back in the sexual contact between the characters, but none of it is gratuitous. I absolutely love this book. It is one of the best ones I have read for a long time.

(Be aware, however, that some of the sex is rough and graphic. It may not suit everyone.)

This is what other reviewers think:

“One of the most impactful, heart-warming books I’ve read, in any genre … I love every inch of this collection.” —Emmanuelle de Maupassant

“Reading ‘Roadhouse Blues,’ I was always aware that I was entering a world I’d revisit for the rest of my life.” —Ella Dawson

 

And here is the blurb:
Welcome to Styx—a blue-collar, American town where people can do whatever they like, so long as they don’t advertise. From a 1950s diner to the back of a rocking Camaro, the stories in Roadhouse Blues reveal sex that is by turns romantic, raw, triumphant, and desperate. Meet two women grieving the same man, a bartender looking for anything but love, and a hot, brash newlywed who knows she married a cheat. The local garage is run by a kick-ass woman who gives as fierce as she gets, and the strip club is a place full of whiskey and smoke, where memories are exposed as easily as skin.

“In the end,” writes author Malin James at lnbey.com, “sex is about people, and people have motivations, and sometimes those motivations surprise them.”

This is Roadhouse Blues. Surprise is just the beginning.

Buy Link on Amazon US        https://www.amazon.com/Roadhouse-Blues-Fiction-Malin-James-ebook/dp/B073TLW3TH