How ‘Alice in Wonderland’ inspired my erotic novel: Part 1
The ‘Alice’ books provide great material for a BDSM re-working. For starters, they are one of those rare works where the characters are so well recognised that your readers will understand the references. They have become ingrained in our collective consciousness, not just through Lewis Caroll’s original stories and Sir John Tenniel’s iconic illustrations but also through numerous film and television re-interpretations. Who hasn’t heard of Alice, the White Rabbit or the Red Queen?
Although conceived as children’s books they have a dark underbelly to them, which many artists and illustrators have drawn out, and this lends itself to the creation of an alternative BDSM/fetish world. Many of the characters have a nightmarish quality about them and this was an atmosphere I wanted to capture in my book.
The story also draws inspiration from other characters in the ‘Alice’ books. The Red Queen has The Duchess as her transvestite lady-in-waiting and companion. The Cheshire Cat becomes the black cat, who acts as a guide to Kim through the strange world she finds herself in and also relates the back-story that explains why she has been selected and brought to serve The Red Queen. Of course there had to be a tea party, so the ‘Fetish’ Hatter, hare and dormouse all make an appearance in a fetish tea party with some comic fun involving ‘tea’ and cup-cakes! The White Rabbit, Tweedledum and Tweedledee, the Caterpillar, the Walrus and the Carpenter and the Lion and the Unicorn also make an appearance in the book.
Part 2 of ‘How Alice In Wonderland inspired my erotic novel’ is on Roxanne’s Realm blog page: http://www.roxannerhoads.com/
About the Author
Adventures in Fetishland Book One: The Red Queen is the 2nd edition of his first full length novel. ‘Mistress of the Air’, a comic, Steampunk, erotic adventure and ‘La Contessa’ a BDSM novel set in 18th century Venice have also been published by eXcessica. His novellas and short stories have been published by Xcite Books, House of Erotica, Forbidden Fiction, Coming Together and Greenwoman Publishing.
He is a regular participant in reading slams at ‘Smut by the Sea’ and similar events in the UK, contributing a workshop ‘Kinking Up the Past’, on getting inspiration for erotic stories in historical settings, in 2015.
He has been known to dress up as a Fetish Hatter to promote his work.
Web site: http://www.slavenano.co.uk/writing
About the Book
The Red Queen
Adventures in Fetishland
Date of Publication: 18th May 2018
Word Count: 78,000
Cover Artist: Kevin Blisse
Tagline: A girl’s journey into submission in a BDSM/fetish fantasy world.
In this BDSM reinvention of Alice in Wonderland, Kim’s life takes an unexpected twist when she is taken from the massage parlour where she works into a fetish fantasy world ruled over by the Red Queen, a powerful dominatrix.
There, an intense psychological drama is played out between the two women as Kim enters a journey into submission.
The Red Queen assumes different characters who torment Kim in a series of trials ranging from the funny and strange to the sadistic and erotic. Kim is lured deeper into this world by hints the Red Queen knows something about her past.
Why has she been chosen to serve this powerful female? Why is the Red Queen so interested in her? When Kim finally finds out the truth, it is shocking and bizarre.
Wow, this book starts off hot and it doesn’t let up for a moment – Raunchy Reader
This is a powerful read, and one that demands you submit yourself to the power of the tale– Bending the Bookshelf
This book grabbed my attention from the first page and had me staying up late in the night to read more…Uber hot book. Whew!! – Erzabet Enchantments
O.M.G!! This book is kinky and hot. – Books, Books and More Books
The metal tips of her stiletto shoes clicked against the black-and-white chequer-board floor tiles; each step instinctively, without thought or effort, alternating between black and white. As she made her stately progress across the tiled floor, she mused on the aptness of the symbolism that reflected the extremities of the world she inhabited and held sway over: darkness and light, cruelty and kindness, pain and pleasure, humiliation and reward. She commanded over her domain like a chess master playing a twisted and beautifully imagined chess game in which she, the Red Queen with a black heart, orchestrated proceedings and her slaves were pawns. She stood before her gothic mirror and admired her image reflected within its black cast-iron frame. The Queen of Hearts was ready.
“How do I look Duchess?” she asked, turning to her transvestite companion and lady-in-waiting.
“I’m speechless, madam, really I am. You look absolutely stunning, a true fetish red queen,” she answered.
She examined her image in the mirror carefully appraising every detail of her dress and make-up to ensure it met her exacting standards. She held her body upright and smoothed the shiny metallic red PVC panel of the ankle-length skirt, straightened her ruby encrusted tiara and made a final adjustment to the black heart-shaped choker around her neck. Yes, she thought, she looked perfect.
She turned and stepped off the black-and-white floor tiles taking a few steps to face one of the male slaves who served in her realm. His wrists were secured with leather cuffs, which had a rope attached to them and threaded through a metal ring fixed into the ceiling pulled tight so that his arms were stretched out. His ankles were similarly bound in leather cuffs and secured to rings set in the floor, his legs stretched just wide enough to cause discomfort but for the soles of his feet to lie flat on the black carpeted floor.
Hanging from him his balls was a large cast-iron ball weight forged into the letter ‘N’. ‘N’ for Nemesis, the Queen of Hearts smiled to herself, the name taken from the Greek goddess of fate and retribution and one of the personas she adopted in the fetish fantasy realm she had created and ruled over. She lifted the weight up and traced her finger along the letter and then let it drop heavily. The blindfolded man gasped as the velocity of the falling weight stretched his balls. The Red Queen merely laughed sadistically at his predicament. She gestured to the Duchess who, silently and secretly, stood behind her helpless victim and lifted the blindfold from his eyes to reveal the vision of his mistress transformed into the Queen of Hearts.
The cruel piercing blue eyes, framed in ruby streaked ebony hair, met her victim’s as the blindfold was removed permitting him to feast his eyes on her. He gasped and then moaned in homage at the formidable and ravishing presence before him. She stood there, her heaving cleavage held tight in a shiny electric red PVC bodice festooned with black hearts and framed with a ruff in gold. This is the part I love, she mused. The look in their eyes when she reveals herself; that look of mesmerised devotion mixed with fear, fear of the unknown, fear of the seductive torment they know she is capable of inflicting on them.
“So, are you ready to submit to the Queen of Hearts?” her voice whispered with more than a hint of playfulness mingled with the malice.
“Yes mistress,” was the breathless reply.
“Mistress?” the inflection of her voice was raised and indignant, “Do you think that’s the correct form of address for the Red Queen?”
“No your majesty. I mean your majesty. Of course, I mean your majesty.”