Interview with Brandi Whyne from the Brandi Whyne and her Incredibly Erotic Adventures series

Hi and welcome to Sex Marks the G-Spot.  Today our guest is Brandi Whyne from the Brandi Whyne and her Incredibly Erotic Adventures series by author Celine Chatillon.

Brandi, welcome to the blog.  Please have a seat.  That’s...that’s quite an outfit you almost have on!  *chuckle*  I’ve done one other interview with a pirate, but he was a regular...well, regular probably isn’t the right word.  He was a sea pirate.  I’m told you’re a space pirate?  I’ll bet you’ve taken a trip or two to Uranus?

Very funny. It’s pronounced “YUR-reh-nus” these days I’m told. And no, I’ve never been to any of the inner worlds… at least not yet. (That’s coming up in the next chapter: Brandi Courts Disaster when Brandi and the crew head to Old Terra to unravel a royal plot to take over the universe. Even space pirates can be the “good guys” at times!)

Dawne yells out at Robert from an office behind the interview room:  “I heard that!  Knock that off, you’re here to interview her, not make an ass out of yourself!”

Ok, ok.  I’m sorry about that, Brandi.  Can you tell us a bit about being a space pirate? 

Being a space pirate has got to be the best job in the universe. You get to visit interesting places (that possibly could kill you), meet interesting people (who may want to kill you), fight off the occasional interesting villain (who may want to kill you as well). But you can’t beat the perks: swag, orgies, and the occasional shopping spree.

Your colleagues do take some getting used to, however… I mean, our ship’s doctor, Dr. Kwak, once “accidentally” poisoned an entire colony by mistaking rat poison for a vaccine, and he sometimes borrows and wears my petticoats without my permission. Then you have our ship’s disciplinarian Zelda who whips us into shape—quite literally at times! Captain Robin Manhood doesn’t seem to have any problems hiring deviants, miscreants and other “ants”. There’s never a dull moment at our staff meetings… particularly since they often turn into orgies.

And my notes say you serve aboard the ship...The Pulsating Purple Parsnip?  That’s...wow.  So, tell us about your ship?

“The Triple P” is what we call her. It is a most unusual ship. Robin won it in a bet from his ex-girlfriend Marian Maidenform. (How I hate her! The bitch once worked as an adult toys salesperson in the outer worlds, and obviously she chose the lavender color scheme.) The heavy duty “globe-shaped” engines are attached to a long, tubular frame with the bridge located at the end, in a slightly flared, capped area. 

We have artificial gravity working (most of the time) and several recreational areas for group… gatherings. As junior navigator, you’ll find me at the navigation station beside John Thomas Little (aka “Little John”) a gentle giant of a guy who taught me all I needed to know to fly the Triple P. (“Don’t go backwards when you want to go forwards, Brandi,” he once advised me. JT isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but his loyalty cannot be questioned.) When I’m not on the bridge you might find me acting as “acting-ship’s counselor/disciplinarian” helping keep our crew happy and healthy. Often that means you find me in the thick of things—sans clothing—and with several other crewmembers availing themselves of my… services. Robin has taught me well. 

I see.  And have you ever rammed another ship from behind?

Not yet, but we’ve been “enveloped” by Marian’s newest spacecraft “The Enveloper”. Robin said her ship looked like a giant cock ring when we docked together. The bitch didn’t even bother to tell us she was undocking when she left suddenly—why, the nerve of her! Premature withdrawal can be so messy!

Dawne yells out again:  “Damn it Robert, if I have to come out there, you won’t be happy!

Is...is that a whip you’re holding?  Uh...anyway, I’m told you have a ghost writer who documents all your adventures.  Can you tell us a bit about Celine Chatillon?

Celine is a nice gal, but really, she needs me cracking the whip to get her off her fat ass and back to the keyboard to help me with the next chapter in my continuing saga. I mean, my memoirs are bound to become an intergalactic best-seller and a guide to all young, horny women who are trying to sleep their way across the galaxy.

Celine has written books in several different sub-genres of erotic-romance—vampire, time travel, science fiction, fantasy and contemporary. I figured with her “well-rounded” resume she’d be able to do my story justice, and I can’t fault her grammar. She works as a copyeditor and manuscript evaluator in her “day job”. You can find out more about her web site: http://www.celinechatillon.com and at her blog, Celine’s Dreams http://celinesdreams.blogspot.com

I understand before becoming a space pirate you worked at a place called...The Black Whole?  Really?  You slung drinks there?

It’s what I had to do to survive. Aunt Cruilla wasn’t the nicest of employers, but I did have time during the daylight hours to take an online course in astro-navigation. That, along with my flowing reddish-brown hair and curvy body, helped convince Robin Manhood that I was the right woman to join his crew as a navigator. I knew one day I’d sail the stars to dizzying heights… and Robin’s taught me more than one way to do just that. ;-)

My notes say you’ve even had some...interdimentional adventures?  And once your...uh...disembodied ass was begging to be “rogered?”

Dawne:  “Robert I’m coming out there, and I’m going to use Brandi’s whip on you!  And not in a way you’ll enjoy!”

“That’s what the notes say!  Her disembodied ass begged to be rogered!”

Brandi, that actually happened, didn’t it?  Tell her!

It did happened. That’s one of the things you have to understand about traveling in space and time with a group of insane space pirates—shit happens. Actually, it was our resident mad scientist Dum Luk and his pal Tryor Fuq trying to figure out what had happened to some of our crew who had seemingly vanished from our known universe. Well… one thing leads to another and the Triple P started bouncing around inter-dimensionally, and there’s parts of my body walking about the room and my ass just got it into her head that she wanted to try something new… The rest of me tried to talk her out of it, but my ass is as stubborn as the rest of me and wouldn’t hear of it. I must admit that both Robin and Scarlet Willie (our second in command) enjoyed making a “Brandi sandwich” of me that day. ;-)

Can you tell us a bit about your crew mates?  I understand they have regular...orgies?  Are my notes right, your ship has orgy parties?

Robin likes to think of them as “Think Tank” sessions. You know, you’re facing certain death at the hands of some unknown force (or several known villains) and there’s nothing you can do but try to keep your cool and get through the crisis—and what better way to relax and unwind than to throw a ship-wide orgy? 

From what I understand, most space pirate crews practice some sort of orgy rotation—you know, three shifts of orgying, several hours each, and scheduled on a regular basis on the calendar. Robin prefers them weekly. Space travel can be quite stressful and when you meet up with other space pirates in the lonely vacuum of space you sometimes just throw caution to the wind and invite them over for some… companionship. It does help pass the time during long interstellar trips.

I’ve learned a lot about our competitors via our “gatherings” in my time as junior ship’s navigator. Robin has trusted me to work “undercover” to learn our foes’ weaknesses and kinks… I must say at first I was a bit apprehensive about using my sexuality as a weapon, but it seems to come as natural as breathing to me—much more natural than breathing recycled spaceship air!

Well, we’re about out of time, and I think Dawne’s about out of patience with me.  She expects all my interviews to be professional and I did goof around a bit in this one.  Thank you Brandi, for your patience with me.  I do recommend everyone read about your incredibly erotic adventures.  Would you like to add anything before we wrap up?  And please, let us know where we can find your books!

Hmmm… you’d like to wrap me up, would you? Thanks for the interview, Robert. ;-)

One place for sure you can find my books is at eXtasy Books. http://www.extasybooks.com listed under my ghostwriter’s name, Celine Chatillon.

All seven chapters in the series (along with Celine’s other eXtasy titles) can be found at this link: http://tinyurl.com/celineatextasy

If you’d like to read some red-hot excerpts, ask me a question or leave a comment, please check out my very own blog at http://brandi-whyne.blogspot.com I enjoy hearing from my readers!