About the Book
Title Rumpled: An Erotic Twist on Rumpelstiltskin
Genre Erotic Fairy Tale
Author Madeleine Shade
Book heat level (based on movie ratings): R
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Interview with Madeleine Shade
Why did you write this book?
Rumpelstiltskin (also spelled as Rumpelstiltzkin) is a well-known fairy tale which was collected in Germany by the Brothers Grimm and originally published in "Children's and Household Tales" (1812). The story follows the trials of a miller's daughter who is imprisoned by the king after her father spreads a lie that she can spin straw into gold.
While this fairy tale sets up the miller's daughter as the protagonist and Rumpelstiltskin as the antagonist, I've always felt that the dwarf was misunderstood and villainized. My version of this tale takes a different stance, revealing the miller's daughter as a power-hungry woman who would sacrifice her own flesh and blood for the advancement of her station and, at the same time, portraying Rumpelstiltskin as one of the Fair Folk who was looking for a human bride to share an eternity and a soul with him.
In Rumpled, Rumpelstiltskin is a prince of his own race, one who fell in love with the miller's daughter and attempted to save her from herself. The Fair Folk can hide or change their appearances, but when the miller's daughter (turned queen) cast an evil spell on him, he was trapped in the visage he'd chosen as a subterfuge. In my retelling, the only thing that can save him and restore him to his true nature is the milk of his betrothed – Bianca.
What is your favorite genre to read?
I am an avid reader of fairy tales and fantasy. I love the original fairy tales, but I also enjoy modern renditions. Angela Carter is my all-time favorite when it comes to fairy tale retellings, but I also enjoy the work of Margaret Atwood, Gregory Maguire, Robin McKinley and many other masters working in the field.
What is your favorite character from fiction (not including your own characters)?
I am a sucker for the evil stepmothers in fairy tales. They have always seemed more interesting and complex than traditional fairy tale heroines, who tend to be helpless and insipid. I like writing about strong women who shape their own destinies. Forget Prince Charming. My erotic twists on fairy tales reveal women characters discovering and utilizing their feminine power.
Do you enjoy films and/or TV shows? Which are your favorites?
I don't watch television, but I do enjoy films. My favorites are fairy tales and fantasy including Maleficent, Snow White and the Huntsman, the Lord of the Rings trilogy, the X-Men movies and Marvel's superhero flicks.
What are you working on at the moment, and what are we likely to see from you in the coming months?
I am working on expanding the Shady Lady Fairy Tale series over the next several months and anticipate the release of two titles a month. Upcoming fairy tales slated for publication include twists on Rapunzel, Snow White, Bluebeard, The Little Mermaid, Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast as well as lesser known stories such as The Tinderbox and The Red Shoes.
Please tell us about your latest book.
The most recent release in the Shady Lady Fairy Tale series is Porked: An Erotic Twist on The Three Little Pigs. Like all of my twisted tales, this piece takes on new life as it follows the exploits of painter extraordinaire Mauricio Lobo, known in the underground world of the fae by the title of the "Wolf." Fleeing the fae with a forbidden painting, the Wolf finds refuge in the form of an extravagant portrait commission extended by a reclusive Southern heiress. Eager to add the heiress and her female companions to his private art collection, the artist plots the perfect trap -- with one fatal flaw. These three voluptuous women have connections to the fae world as well. And before long, the hunter becomes the hunted in this BDSM retelling of the classic favorite.
After freeing himself from a spell that left him trapped deep within the earth, Rumpelstiltskin returns to the kingdom built on the foundation of spun gold to claim his promised bride. Trapped in a twisted form, the ensorcelled fairy prince keeps the beautiful Bianca bound as he suckles at her breasts, inducing the virgin's milk needed to return to his true form. Bianca witnesses her captor's transformation from her breast milk and, in turn, begins to explore her new sensuality under his nimble touch. But when he refuses to consummate their union, Bianca must make the choice of returning to her place as a princess of the realm or reveling in her new-found sexual freedom. Can she seduce the fairy prince to succumb to her charms or will his noble resolve keep them apart forever? Will the fair prince Rumpelstiltskin keep his promise to free the woman of his dreams or will the captor become the captive?
Rumpelstiltskin pushed open the bedroom door. Bianca stayed put, lounging indolently on the divan while she watched him through narrowed eyes. The red silk robe she wore was rumpled and tangled around her thighs. She tugged on the sash and let it drop away, exposing her breasts, swollen and ripe. They throbbed from the contact of the silky material.
He looked at her exposed flesh with a hunger that surprised her – even after more than a week of his attentions. "Come along, my dear." His tongue flicked out and he tugged the lower lip with his teeth as he watched her thoughtfully. "I have a treat for you."
At the sound of his voice, her milk dropped. Bianca looked down to see the creamy beads appear on the rosy blush of her aching nipples.
"You might want to hurry, before I change my mind," he said.
She slowly stood up, letting the crimson silk fall to the floor. As she walked towards him, she could feel a wetness building between her legs and the milk leaking from her breasts to drip on the floor. The exquisite pain continued to build. She stood to face him. There was no doubt about it; he was taller now. His head was level with her breasts. Perfect. A dark look came over him and he reached out with a slender finger to wipe the milk dripping from an aching nipple.
"Very pretty," he said. He lightly flicked the puckered bud and then raised his finger to lick the drops off.
Bianca groaned. "Please help me." Suck me dry.
Rumpelstiltskin took her hand in his and led her naked and trembling to the bathroom door. Inside, candles burned, releasing the heady scent of strawberries and vanilla. She was so hungry. Steam rose from the claw-footed bathtub. An old-fashioned milking stool stood at the head of the tub. On the other end, a large ornate mirror reflected the tub and its contents on the silvery surface. Rose petals floated in a sea of glittery foam. He gently urged her to step inside the welcoming warmness. Bianca did as he asked. Once submersed, she closed her eyes, leaned back in the tub and let her head rest against the edge. The ache in her breasts increased.
A stool scraped the bathroom floor and she heard him settle on the milking stool next to the tub, but she refused to open her eyes. Bottles clanked and new scents competed in the steamy air. She gasped when a familiar hand stroked the tender skin of her stomach. Soap slid over her body and she sighed from the pleasure of the contact. He washed her with a soft touch, tenderly soaping every inch of her skin except for the one place where she wanted it most. Her tits throbbed unbearably and she whimpered at the intensity of the feeling.
"Poor dear." Rumpelstiltskin chuckled. "A little sore today, are we?"
"Please." She arched towards him, but he pulled away. Her eyes snapped open and she saw herself in the mirror. Milk was streaming out of her nipples, staining the water with their creamy elixir.
"Milk baths are good for the skin," Rumpelstiltskin said as he moved the three-legged stool so that it was positioned directly behind her.
She watched him in the mirror. Even though he was still much shorter than she was, there was no denying that he was changing, that he was being transformed by her milk. He no longer resembled a wizened old dwarf, all twisted and gnarled and bleak. His hair was now as golden as hers and his skin had smoothed out to the complexion of a ripe peach. He was beautiful. And she wanted him.
"Put your arms behind your head," he said.
She immediately obeyed.
He reached out with supple hands and carefully brushed them across her nipples. She moaned at the surge of pleasurable pain that came with his touch. He then began to gently knead the flesh and her milk gushed out to mingle with the water. She panted from the pleasure of it all and closed her eyes. He stopped immediately.
"Open your eyes," he commanded. "I want you to see how beautiful you are."
Her eyelids flickered open and she gazed at herself in the large mirror. Her nipples were as red as ripe strawberries against the creamy whiteness of her skin. Her lips were a dark pink and her eyes were black holes in her face.
"Yes," he said. "Much better."
Madeleine Shade grew up reading fairy tales and spent her college years studying the work of Angela Carter, Anne Sexton, Margaret Atwood, Maria Warner and Jack Zipes among others. Her erotic fairy tales take a steamy twist on childhood favorites. As a special bonus, each twisted tale comes complete with an original version of the fairy tale and author's notes.
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