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May 27, 2016
~ : ~ New Release!!! ~ : ~
For this week's #SatSpanks I have the most exciting news to share - I have a new book coming out this weekend! It may or may not be here in time for this blog hop, but I can share the blurb, cover and excerpt anyway :)
Daddy Takes the Reins is my favourite book so far, I think, I really loved writing it. It's set on a racing stable here in New Zealand and, just like me, the heroine has Tourette's Syndrome. As the name suggests, it touches on Age-Play, and my hero is the sweetest, sexiest, but sternest and dominant alpha male you could ever hope to meet.
Get it on AMAZON now!
She nodded. That sounded fair.“I’m glad you agreed to that, little girl,” he told her, and winked. Then his voice took on a stern tone. “Because when little girls are naughty, they go across their daddy’s knee, their pants get pulled down, and their bottoms get smacked. It would be most unfortunate if you found yourself in that position now, wouldn’t it?” He winked again. “A spanking hurts so much more on wet skin.”
Blurb:
When she lands a job as an apprentice jockey at a racing stable, Bianca is determined not to let her Tourette’s Syndrome interfere with her dream career, and she does her best to conceal her occasional tics from her ridiculously handsome new boss. But Clay Lewis is not an easy man to fool. He soon discovers her secret, and when he casually mentions that she ought to be spanked for her deception it sets Bianca’s heart racing like nothing ever has before.
Her crush on Clay grows stronger by the day, but while she strives to impress him at work Bianca struggles to deal with tragic circumstances in her own life. With her younger sister—and lifelong best friend—incapacitated by terminal cancer and becoming more dependent on her by the day, she finds herself pushing herself to the point of skipping meals and going without sleep.
Clay can see the toll that stress is taking on Bianca, and when she collapses from exhaustion at the stable he knows it is time for him to step in, but not as a boss or as a boyfriend. What she needs is a loving daddy who will both comfort her when she is sad and bare her bottom and spank her like a naughty little girl when she doesn’t take care of herself properly.
Bianca delights in the attention she receives from Clay, and when he takes her in his arms and claims her as his own it brings her more pleasure than she would have ever thought possible, but she cannot help wondering if he will stay by her side even when her tics are at their worst. Can she truly trust Clay enough to surrender her heart to him and let her daddy take the reins?
Publisher’s Note: Daddy Takes the Reins is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, age play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book
Don't forget to check out the other participants below:
Daddy Takes the Reins is my favourite book so far, I think, I really loved writing it. It's set on a racing stable here in New Zealand and, just like me, the heroine has Tourette's Syndrome. As the name suggests, it touches on Age-Play, and my hero is the sweetest, sexiest, but sternest and dominant alpha male you could ever hope to meet.
Get it on AMAZON now!
She nodded. That sounded fair.“I’m glad you agreed to that, little girl,” he told her, and winked. Then his voice took on a stern tone. “Because when little girls are naughty, they go across their daddy’s knee, their pants get pulled down, and their bottoms get smacked. It would be most unfortunate if you found yourself in that position now, wouldn’t it?” He winked again. “A spanking hurts so much more on wet skin.”
Blurb:
When she lands a job as an apprentice jockey at a racing stable, Bianca is determined not to let her Tourette’s Syndrome interfere with her dream career, and she does her best to conceal her occasional tics from her ridiculously handsome new boss. But Clay Lewis is not an easy man to fool. He soon discovers her secret, and when he casually mentions that she ought to be spanked for her deception it sets Bianca’s heart racing like nothing ever has before.
Her crush on Clay grows stronger by the day, but while she strives to impress him at work Bianca struggles to deal with tragic circumstances in her own life. With her younger sister—and lifelong best friend—incapacitated by terminal cancer and becoming more dependent on her by the day, she finds herself pushing herself to the point of skipping meals and going without sleep.
Clay can see the toll that stress is taking on Bianca, and when she collapses from exhaustion at the stable he knows it is time for him to step in, but not as a boss or as a boyfriend. What she needs is a loving daddy who will both comfort her when she is sad and bare her bottom and spank her like a naughty little girl when she doesn’t take care of herself properly.
Bianca delights in the attention she receives from Clay, and when he takes her in his arms and claims her as his own it brings her more pleasure than she would have ever thought possible, but she cannot help wondering if he will stay by her side even when her tics are at their worst. Can she truly trust Clay enough to surrender her heart to him and let her daddy take the reins?
Publisher’s Note: Daddy Takes the Reins is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, age play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book
Don't forget to check out the other participants below:
May 24, 2016
Cover Reveal!!
For this week's #WipItUpWednesday I have some great news!
I'm so excited to announce that my first-ever Age Play title is coming this weekend!Daddy Takes the Reins is set on a racing stable here in New Zealand and, just like me, the heroine has Tourette's Syndrome. I'm totally in love with this story, I think it's the best one I've written so far, and I really hope you all love it too!
The hugely talented Korey Mae Johnson is responsible for this gorgeous cover:
Excerpt:
She sat on the edge of the bath, resting against him, watching while he squirted shower gel into the running water to make suds. Despite still feeling so wobbly on her feet, so weak and dizzy, she smiled. How long had it been since she’d had a bubble bath? She couldn’t remember. She didn’t protest when Clay undid the buttons on her shirt, gently easing it back off her shoulders. She didn’t complain when he slid her jodhpurs down her thighs, lifting up first one foot and then the other, to pull them off the ends of her feet. But she let out a startled cry when his soft hands returned to her back, to undo the fastenings on her bra. “Let me take care of you,” he murmured, kissing her cheek. “You’re safe, I promise you. You wanted to be a little kid again, to have someone take care of you, to be claimed and punished. Well I’m claiming you. I’m taking care of you. I’ll be your daddy – you’ll be my little girl. I will take care of you.”
Don't forget to check out the other participants this week:
I'm so excited to announce that my first-ever Age Play title is coming this weekend!Daddy Takes the Reins is set on a racing stable here in New Zealand and, just like me, the heroine has Tourette's Syndrome. I'm totally in love with this story, I think it's the best one I've written so far, and I really hope you all love it too!
The hugely talented Korey Mae Johnson is responsible for this gorgeous cover:
Excerpt:
She sat on the edge of the bath, resting against him, watching while he squirted shower gel into the running water to make suds. Despite still feeling so wobbly on her feet, so weak and dizzy, she smiled. How long had it been since she’d had a bubble bath? She couldn’t remember. She didn’t protest when Clay undid the buttons on her shirt, gently easing it back off her shoulders. She didn’t complain when he slid her jodhpurs down her thighs, lifting up first one foot and then the other, to pull them off the ends of her feet. But she let out a startled cry when his soft hands returned to her back, to undo the fastenings on her bra. “Let me take care of you,” he murmured, kissing her cheek. “You’re safe, I promise you. You wanted to be a little kid again, to have someone take care of you, to be claimed and punished. Well I’m claiming you. I’m taking care of you. I’ll be your daddy – you’ll be my little girl. I will take care of you.”
Don't forget to check out the other participants this week:
May 23, 2016
Cassie Corralled ~ PK Corey
“You tell me,” Tom said. “Do you deserve a spanking?”
PK Corey is here on my blog today with "Cassie Corralled" - book 8 in the series.
Blurb:Cassie is still living life to the fullest, telling Allie stories about everything from long ago shooting incidents to playing laser tag with the children. Tom keeps an amused, yet watchful eye, on his lovely wife. He tries to be tolerant of Cassie’s fun loving ways, but when she decides to spend the day with people she met through the Internet, without letting him or the girls know of her plans, Tom sees red. Tired of Cassie constantly putting herself in possible danger Tom decides to hire her a driver. Cassie immediately sees this plan for what it really is; Tom wants to hire a bodyguard / watchdog / babysitter for Cassie. That’s something Cassie won’t tolerate and after quickly packing a bag, she’s gone with a roar of the engine and a squeal of the tires. In this case Cassie is determine to have her way – and so is Tom, the final decision may change life on the river forever.
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“Tom, will you at least listen to me?” I asked.“Will I listen? I always listen, you’re the one in this family that won’t listen.” He was starting to get wound up. “You know I’ve told you I don’t want you near that woman. She’s dangerous. You’re fully aware of this, yet you spend the day with her getting drunk.”“Drunk!” Tom knows that that few things anger me more than that accusation. “I am not drunk and you damn well know it. There is nothing wrong with Janet. She’s a friend – you’re unreasonable. We had a little to drink, we lost track of time, so what.” Obviously I was the one getting wound up now. “Hell, if I were drunk I would have thought I was fine and driven home. We knew that wasn’t the best thing to do because we had had some and we called for a ride. Maybe we should have taken Janet’s advice and just stayed there all night without calling and see if you liked that any better.”Sometimes I have to wonder how I reached this age and not have better sense. I was not drunk, but at the same time Tom know the only time I’m likely to cuss around him is when I’ve had more that he thinks I should have.Tom took my hand again. “I think you’ve said enough to prove my point.” He told me as we headed to the bedroom. He grabbed the ivory brush as he came by the dresser and I made one last plea.“Tom don’t use that! Please honey, it’s not that serious.” Obviously Tom thought that it was.He pulled down my slacks and panties at the same time, evidently wanting to get right to the point. He pulled me over his lap and held me there for a moment without spanking. “Are you clear on why I’m spanking you?”The only thing I was clear about was that I was mad so I didn’t answer him. He gave me two hard pops with his hand and said, “You’d best start talking to me, girl. Why are you getting this spanking?”“Sue told you! It’s because you’re a big bully!” All right, I suppose the alcohol was doing a little of the talking.Oh my, Tom began spanking with his hand hard enough to take my breath away. He was thorough. He covered my behind and my thighs with hard swats until I was squirming. “You need to know,” he told me in his clipped tone, “that this spanking doesn’t really begin until you answer me.”That quick hand spanking alone had been hard and my bottom was throbbing. Anger finally gave way to some sense and quickly told him, “I was gone too long without checking my phone and you don’t like it when I drink too much.”“Yes, you know better on both accounts.” Then he started again with his hand. I tried to keep quiet but it was hard.He paused and I felt him reach for the brush. “No Tom, you don’t have to use that, please. I’m sorry!”“I’ll ignore what you’re saying as completely as you ignore me.” You don’t know how much I hate that brush! He began slowly, but he made every spank count. They were hard and firm and right on my sit spot. After about a hundred, ten by Tom’s count, he began talking. He covered the seriousness of not letting your husband know where you are and then began spanking faster as he launched into the evils of drink.
Meet PK Corey
I’m a small town southern writer, happily married to my best friend for thirty-two years now. We have two grown children and we're learning to love the empty nest. Next year will see the end of a long and satisfying teaching career and I'm anxious to spend more time writing. I didn't grow up with the desire to be a writer, but I did love to daydream. As a child, I spent most of my spare time, and quite a bit of time when I should have been doing schoolwork, either reading or making up stories. I was actual quite young when Cassie wandered into my head and began telling me her story. I've always been drawn to spanking stories, but I need a true love story with it. That's how I see Cassie and Tom - a true love story with spanking thrown in.
pk.corey@yahoo.com
http://pk-corey.blogspot.com
https://www.facebook.com/pkcoreyauthor/
So first, of course, the obvious question. How did you become a writer?
I’ve made up stories in my head since I was very young. I remember making up my first spanking story around the age of four. I never actually wrote any stories down until I was in my late forties and I began to blog. Readers were very encouraging and I finally submitted my first book, Cassie’s Space in 2013.
Tell me about your latest release
Cassie Corralled is the eighth in the Cassie Space series. This book continues the adventures of a couple who actively practice domestic discipline and have throughout their forty-year marriage. This was always the type story I loved – a husband who loves his wife more than anything else in his life, but doesn’t hesitate to put her over his knee for a sound spanking if she puts herself in danger or is less than truthful with him. Through it all the love story is first.
Are you like any of your heroines?
A definite yes and no. Sometimes I think I gave too much of myself to Cassie – she can be fiery and hot headed, she’s fearless and strong. Since Cassie comes from me I feel these are my traits too – but it’s only as I’ve gotten older I feel I’ve given myself permission to be more like Cassie.
How many books have you written? Are they all spanking fiction?
I’ve published eight in the Cassie’s Space series. They are all spanking fiction, it’s what I understand and enjoy writing.
May 16, 2016
Simon Says ~ Libby Campbell
Sadie is the perfect woman for Simon, if only she can learn to obey his rules.
Libby Campbell is here on my blog today with her contemporary spanking romance published earlier this year by Blushing Books.
When feisty Sadie Donohue meets Simon Jacobson at a New Year’s Eve party, she thinks it’s a chance encounter, but not all is as it seems. Simon is a busy executive who prefers to be the master of his own destiny.Over dinner the next night his authoritative personality starts to emerge. Always one to question authority, Sadie rebuffs his gentle suggestions for more polite behavior with a lively, sharp wit. Simon is amused but unmoved.If Sadie wants to continue seeing him she must accept his rules. Rules that will be reinforced by spankings when she fails to comply. A strong, independent woman, Sadie struggles with his demands. A tragedy from Simon’s past makes him more determined than ever to make her obey. Their worlds collide.This romance, set in cold climes of Canada, is warmed with frequent spankings.
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Excerpt: He took my hands and kissed the palms, like a man about to make love. Just like a man about to make love, he led me to the bedroom and lifted my nightgown over my head. Then all similarity disappeared. The belt slid out of his trousers with a wistful, sighing sound. A whisper of doom. He folded it in two and lay it on the bed. Next he sat beside it and pulled two pillows across his lap.
"Assume the position."
"What are the pillows for?"
"They are to raise your bottom, stretch your legs, and tighten the skin. That will increase the impact of each stroke. This time I'm not going to pin your hands. You are going to touch your fingertips to the floor. If, at any point, you raise your hands, we will start counting all over again. Also I want to hear you count the strokes as they land. If you miscount—"
"—we will start all over again." "Correct." His voice had a hard metallic edge. "What is the belt for?"
"When Brock first told about your performance in his office, I decided to use the belt for the entire session tonight. What I heard from Tracy, Layla, and a few others validated that decision. I got the sense that you were trying to provoke me for one reason or another, maybe even push me away. Perhaps you wanted to test me, to see if I will always follow through."
He took my wrists and eased me across his lap. My back arched and my bottom was served up like a round white target.
Rubbing my tender cheeks, he continued the lecture. "This is my guarantee: I will not be pushed away or tested. If you provoke me, you will be punished. I will always follow through; you can count on that. If you prove unresponsive to one level of discipline, I will always find another. I thought I'd proved that on the weekend with the hairbrush and switch. It seems that you're a slow learner."
About the author
Libby Campbell lives on the West Coast with her husband of over twenty-five years. She reads a lot and loves books that feature strong, independent women engaged in hand-to-butt combat with funny, sexy men. Her favorite pastimes are dancing, baking, and hiking with her husband.Libby reads and writes for pure escapism. If you like her books, she hopes you will leave a review – it will help her write the next one.
Social links:
Libby Campbell website
Amazon author page ‖ Facebook author page ‖ GoodReads
Twitter: @LibbyC26
Author Interview:
If we Googled your name what would we see?
A lot of other people named Libby Campbell. Look for the tag writer & mischief maker and you’ll find me.
If you could have been told one thing that you weren't told when you were a teenager, what would you like to have heard?
Three things that bundle together: respect yourself, be patient, and work hard.
What is the best thing you have done in your life?
Not give up.
Libby Campbell is here on my blog today with her contemporary spanking romance published earlier this year by Blushing Books.
When feisty Sadie Donohue meets Simon Jacobson at a New Year’s Eve party, she thinks it’s a chance encounter, but not all is as it seems. Simon is a busy executive who prefers to be the master of his own destiny.Over dinner the next night his authoritative personality starts to emerge. Always one to question authority, Sadie rebuffs his gentle suggestions for more polite behavior with a lively, sharp wit. Simon is amused but unmoved.If Sadie wants to continue seeing him she must accept his rules. Rules that will be reinforced by spankings when she fails to comply. A strong, independent woman, Sadie struggles with his demands. A tragedy from Simon’s past makes him more determined than ever to make her obey. Their worlds collide.This romance, set in cold climes of Canada, is warmed with frequent spankings.
Amazon ‖ Blushing Books ‖ Barnes & Noble
Excerpt: He took my hands and kissed the palms, like a man about to make love. Just like a man about to make love, he led me to the bedroom and lifted my nightgown over my head. Then all similarity disappeared. The belt slid out of his trousers with a wistful, sighing sound. A whisper of doom. He folded it in two and lay it on the bed. Next he sat beside it and pulled two pillows across his lap.
"Assume the position."
"What are the pillows for?"
"They are to raise your bottom, stretch your legs, and tighten the skin. That will increase the impact of each stroke. This time I'm not going to pin your hands. You are going to touch your fingertips to the floor. If, at any point, you raise your hands, we will start counting all over again. Also I want to hear you count the strokes as they land. If you miscount—"
"—we will start all over again." "Correct." His voice had a hard metallic edge. "What is the belt for?"
"When Brock first told about your performance in his office, I decided to use the belt for the entire session tonight. What I heard from Tracy, Layla, and a few others validated that decision. I got the sense that you were trying to provoke me for one reason or another, maybe even push me away. Perhaps you wanted to test me, to see if I will always follow through."
He took my wrists and eased me across his lap. My back arched and my bottom was served up like a round white target.
Rubbing my tender cheeks, he continued the lecture. "This is my guarantee: I will not be pushed away or tested. If you provoke me, you will be punished. I will always follow through; you can count on that. If you prove unresponsive to one level of discipline, I will always find another. I thought I'd proved that on the weekend with the hairbrush and switch. It seems that you're a slow learner."
About the author
Libby Campbell lives on the West Coast with her husband of over twenty-five years. She reads a lot and loves books that feature strong, independent women engaged in hand-to-butt combat with funny, sexy men. Her favorite pastimes are dancing, baking, and hiking with her husband.Libby reads and writes for pure escapism. If you like her books, she hopes you will leave a review – it will help her write the next one.
Social links:
Libby Campbell website
Amazon author page ‖ Facebook author page ‖ GoodReads
Twitter: @LibbyC26
Author Interview:
If we Googled your name what would we see?
A lot of other people named Libby Campbell. Look for the tag writer & mischief maker and you’ll find me.
If you could have been told one thing that you weren't told when you were a teenager, what would you like to have heard?
Three things that bundle together: respect yourself, be patient, and work hard.
What is the best thing you have done in your life?
Not give up.
May 15, 2016
The Submissive Suffragette ~ Amelia Smarts
A huge welcome to Amelia Smarts and her book The Submissive Suffragette - Book One of her Lone Star Love series!I'm a sucker for a well-written western, and if the cowboys in said western spanks their women ... well that's even better!
About the Lone Star Love SeriesMy latest release is part of my Lone Star Love series with Blushing Books. While writing The Unbraiding of Anna Brown, about lonely widower Carter and sweet, plainspoken Anna who lights his way out of a dark depression, I came to understand the woman Carter was mourning. Carter's first wife, Nalin, was sharp, feisty, and different from Anna in just about every way. I felt that Nalin and Carter deserved their own story, which led me to write The Submissive Suffragette, Book One in the series. Missy Meets the Marshal (Book Three) is as much an action and adventure story as it is a spanking romance. In it you'll find villains, bounty hunters, murder, and a conscientious lawman who makes a life-altering choice to follow his heart instead of the law. And while these three books do make up a series, they can each be read and enjoyed as standalones. I hope you enjoy reading these books as much as I enjoyed writing them!
About The Submissive Suffragette It’s the late 1800s and women are beginning to fight against the accepted roles of submissive housewife and mother. The suffragette movement is gaining ground. Nalin is one of these women. She is a devoted wife to Carter, and desperately longs for motherhood. But she is struggling to balance those desires with her belief that women need to be equal to men, and this starts, to her way of thinking, with the right to vote. She begins defying all the normal conventions – she wears pants instead of skirts to town, she cusses, she talks back to her husband. The consequences of her actions are that Carter takes a firm hand to her backside.
Carter, on the other hand, has always been quite happy with the status quo and is becoming more and more frustrated with Nalin’s constant defiance of all things considered lady-like. He has even come to believe that disciplining his recalcitrant wife is pointless. But her reaction to this declaration confuses them both.
Carter and Nalin both want children, but have so far suffered more than one devastating loss. They are both thrilled when Nalin again becomes pregnant. However, now she’s demanding to attend the suffragette convention in Dallas. Carter loves his wife, so despite his initial reservations, he agrees to see her safely to the convention and back again.
Their adventure takes a few twists and turns along the way. Will this couple safely and successfully navigate their way through these turbulent times and find the happily ever after they both deserve?
Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit erotic and spanking scenes. If such material offends you, please do not purchase.
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ExcerptShe stood in front of him and looked into his eyes. His expression was stony. She couldn’t find a trace of tenderness.
"I'm sorry, Carter," she said, tears flowing freely. "Please punish me, I deserve it. But please don't hate me."
Carter didn't respond right away, and each second that ticked by filled Nalin with increasing fear that he would never forgive her.
"Why would you ask me not to hate you? I'm angry enough, Nalin, without that nonsense."
Nalin could tell he was struggling to keep his voice level. "I'm sorry,” she said, crying. “But Carter, I’m so afraid. Tell me my wicked deed hasn’t caused you to lose your love for me. I beg you to tell me that before you punish me. I’ve never seen that look on your face. It looks like you hate me and will never forgive me. I can’t bear it!"
Carter raised his voice to a bellow, which took her by surprise, since he rarely yelled at her. "This is the look of a husband who feels betrayed by his wife! It's the look of a man angry with himself for not stowing that money properly at the bank or in a safe. It's the look of a business owner worried about the future of his business and his ability to pay his employees. It is not, I repeat, not, the look of a man who hates you.”
In a stern voice closer to its usual volume, he added, “I will always love you. Is that what you need to hear, young lady?"
"Y-yes. Thank you, Carter." She hiccupped.
He scowled at her. "Say it. Say, 'My husband will always love me'."
Nalin did so in a quiet, trembling voice.
“Say it again. Louder and with confidence.”
“My husband will always love me,” she repeated, trying to settle her sobs.
“Again!” he shouted, and slammed his palm down on the kitchen table.
“My husband will always love me!”
"Do you believe it? You will repeat it until you do, even if it takes all night."
"Yes, sir. I-I believe it."
"Good. You're going to need to remember how much I love you during this punishment. Bend over the table and lift your skirts."
Also in the Lone Star Love SeriesThe Unbraiding of Anna Brown (Lone Star Love Book 2)– Hardened widower awakens from grief when met by a sweet, headstrong young lady in need of some old-fashioned discipline. http://amzn.to/1TxYUUJ
Missy Meets the Marshal (Lone Star Love Book 3)– A troubled woman in need of protection and discipline meets a tough marshal, whose job it is to provide both. http://amzn.to/1TOtHPU
About Amelia Smarts#1 Amazon Bestseller in Historical Erotica and Erotic Westerns!
I'm an author of romance novels featuring domestic discipline/spanking. Usually my stories involve a cowboy, and they always involve a man's firm hand connecting with a woman's naughty backside. It's important to me that I tell a good story in addition to portraying hot sex and discipline scenes. I write complex, flawed heroes and heroines who struggle and succeed in their journey to love and happiness.
I hold graduate and undergraduate degrees in creative writing and English, and I love the written word. If you'd like to talk books with me, feel free to drop me a note at amelia_smarts@yahoo.com. Happy reading!
Author LinksFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/author.amelia.smartsTwitter: https://twitter.com/AmeliaSmarts @ameliasmartsBlog: http://ameliasmarts.com/Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/ameliasmarts Amazon: amazon.com/author/ameliasmarts
About the Lone Star Love SeriesMy latest release is part of my Lone Star Love series with Blushing Books. While writing The Unbraiding of Anna Brown, about lonely widower Carter and sweet, plainspoken Anna who lights his way out of a dark depression, I came to understand the woman Carter was mourning. Carter's first wife, Nalin, was sharp, feisty, and different from Anna in just about every way. I felt that Nalin and Carter deserved their own story, which led me to write The Submissive Suffragette, Book One in the series. Missy Meets the Marshal (Book Three) is as much an action and adventure story as it is a spanking romance. In it you'll find villains, bounty hunters, murder, and a conscientious lawman who makes a life-altering choice to follow his heart instead of the law. And while these three books do make up a series, they can each be read and enjoyed as standalones. I hope you enjoy reading these books as much as I enjoyed writing them!
About The Submissive Suffragette It’s the late 1800s and women are beginning to fight against the accepted roles of submissive housewife and mother. The suffragette movement is gaining ground. Nalin is one of these women. She is a devoted wife to Carter, and desperately longs for motherhood. But she is struggling to balance those desires with her belief that women need to be equal to men, and this starts, to her way of thinking, with the right to vote. She begins defying all the normal conventions – she wears pants instead of skirts to town, she cusses, she talks back to her husband. The consequences of her actions are that Carter takes a firm hand to her backside.
Carter, on the other hand, has always been quite happy with the status quo and is becoming more and more frustrated with Nalin’s constant defiance of all things considered lady-like. He has even come to believe that disciplining his recalcitrant wife is pointless. But her reaction to this declaration confuses them both.
Carter and Nalin both want children, but have so far suffered more than one devastating loss. They are both thrilled when Nalin again becomes pregnant. However, now she’s demanding to attend the suffragette convention in Dallas. Carter loves his wife, so despite his initial reservations, he agrees to see her safely to the convention and back again.
Their adventure takes a few twists and turns along the way. Will this couple safely and successfully navigate their way through these turbulent times and find the happily ever after they both deserve?
Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit erotic and spanking scenes. If such material offends you, please do not purchase.
Amazon US Amazon UK Blushing Books Barnes & Noble
ExcerptShe stood in front of him and looked into his eyes. His expression was stony. She couldn’t find a trace of tenderness.
"I'm sorry, Carter," she said, tears flowing freely. "Please punish me, I deserve it. But please don't hate me."
Carter didn't respond right away, and each second that ticked by filled Nalin with increasing fear that he would never forgive her.
"Why would you ask me not to hate you? I'm angry enough, Nalin, without that nonsense."
Nalin could tell he was struggling to keep his voice level. "I'm sorry,” she said, crying. “But Carter, I’m so afraid. Tell me my wicked deed hasn’t caused you to lose your love for me. I beg you to tell me that before you punish me. I’ve never seen that look on your face. It looks like you hate me and will never forgive me. I can’t bear it!"
Carter raised his voice to a bellow, which took her by surprise, since he rarely yelled at her. "This is the look of a husband who feels betrayed by his wife! It's the look of a man angry with himself for not stowing that money properly at the bank or in a safe. It's the look of a business owner worried about the future of his business and his ability to pay his employees. It is not, I repeat, not, the look of a man who hates you.”
In a stern voice closer to its usual volume, he added, “I will always love you. Is that what you need to hear, young lady?"
"Y-yes. Thank you, Carter." She hiccupped.
He scowled at her. "Say it. Say, 'My husband will always love me'."
Nalin did so in a quiet, trembling voice.
“Say it again. Louder and with confidence.”
“My husband will always love me,” she repeated, trying to settle her sobs.
“Again!” he shouted, and slammed his palm down on the kitchen table.
“My husband will always love me!”
"Do you believe it? You will repeat it until you do, even if it takes all night."
"Yes, sir. I-I believe it."
"Good. You're going to need to remember how much I love you during this punishment. Bend over the table and lift your skirts."
Also in the Lone Star Love SeriesThe Unbraiding of Anna Brown (Lone Star Love Book 2)– Hardened widower awakens from grief when met by a sweet, headstrong young lady in need of some old-fashioned discipline. http://amzn.to/1TxYUUJ
Missy Meets the Marshal (Lone Star Love Book 3)– A troubled woman in need of protection and discipline meets a tough marshal, whose job it is to provide both. http://amzn.to/1TOtHPU
About Amelia Smarts#1 Amazon Bestseller in Historical Erotica and Erotic Westerns!
I'm an author of romance novels featuring domestic discipline/spanking. Usually my stories involve a cowboy, and they always involve a man's firm hand connecting with a woman's naughty backside. It's important to me that I tell a good story in addition to portraying hot sex and discipline scenes. I write complex, flawed heroes and heroines who struggle and succeed in their journey to love and happiness.
I hold graduate and undergraduate degrees in creative writing and English, and I love the written word. If you'd like to talk books with me, feel free to drop me a note at amelia_smarts@yahoo.com. Happy reading!
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May 13, 2016
#SatSpanks Rural NZ #spanking #romance
Welcome to my blog for this week's Saturday Spankings! I've got a new book coming out later this month - an erotic spanky romance set on a NZ horse racing stable. The heroine has Tourette's Syndrome (just like me), there's plenty of drama and action and it touches a bit on Age-Play. I think this is my favourite book so far!
The sexy Chris Hemsworth - inspiration for ClayHe carried her down to his bedroom and laid her carefully on his bed and she couldn’t help but sigh in contentment. The bed was so soft, and he had such a wicked gleam in his eye. She was barefoot. Kneeling down on the floor in front of her, he rested his hands lightly on her ankles, his light touch sending her pulse racing. His eyes roamed over her body, following the curves of her legs as they disappeared underneath the fabric, his piercing blue gaze traveling up to meet her eyes. Her breathing was ragged as his hands followed his gaze, his fingers trailing slowly up the inside of her legs, the gentle touch of his rough skin an exquisite sensation that almost tickled. She gasped as his hands slid up her thighs, hidden from view under her skirt. But she could feel his touch as his fingertips traversed their way slowly, slowly, up towards that juncture between her thighs that was already hot and aching with need as his hands drew closer and closer, his steady stare never once leaving her face.
Don't forget to check out the other authors below:
Reluctant Submission: Educating Meredith ~ R.R. Greaves
I'm so pleased to have another Down-Under author on my blog today - although R.R. Greaves lives Sydney, and Australia and New Zealand are friendly rivals ... but still, Aussie has some fantastically talented authors, and one of them is right here on my blog :)
Blurb:How many of us cannot honestly say we would like to see either our current or some of our previous bosses get their overdue comeuppance? Meet Meredith, the despotic, man-hating but successful CEO of Danforth Enterprises. Her employees work harder at avoiding her than they do most anything else. However, her long-suffering PA, Penelope simply cannot avoid her wrath.Enter the enigmatic Damien Franks, contracted by Penelope to renovate her boss’s executive bathroom. Damien has other skills and Penelope knows what they are. Taking pity on Penelope, and finding the feisty CEO strangely attractive albeit challenging, he sets out to tame the beast that is Miss Meredith Smythe. The renovation of Miss Smythe will require every skill and all the patience this accomplished Dominant possesses. But, with the help of a friend, and a few tools of the trade, Damien is confident that he can bring out the best in his new client and save Penelope from even further humiliation and anguish. But can he? Despite her resistance, Meredith finds herself increasingly unable to resist Damien as she is drawn further into his web.This is a story of dominance and submission; of power and control. It is not for the faint hearted as it takes the reader into the murky but highly erotic world of BDSM.For more exciting titles from this best selling author, go to www.rrgreaveseroticauthor.com and get some spice into your reading life.
Buy it Now!
Blushing Books, Amazon, Barnes and Noble
Excerpt: As she approached him, Meredith did not feel anywhere nearly as confident as she looked. She stopped beside the spare seat at his booth and he rose, extending his hand to greet her. She clutched his hand firmly, shaking it vigorously to try and mask her nerves. She noticed there were two glasses of wine on the table - a white was in front of him and a red was opposite. He saw her look at it and said, “Argentinian malbec.” She looked back at him, unable to mask her surprise. How did he know she liked South American reds, malbecs in particular?There was another pregnant pause before she could stand it no longer. “Well, you set the time and the venue. Do you intend to invite me to sit down?”He was studying his wine without looking at her. Just as she was about to turn and leave he said, “I’m considering it. Kneel down on the floor for a few moments Miss Smythe, and I will give you my answer.”She was aghast. She erupted, speaking through gritted teeth. “You arrogant, self-centered misogynist. What in the world do you think gives you the right to abuse women in your company, treating them like mere objects for your pleasure?”He looked her in the eye and replied evenly, “On the contrary, I have a great deal of respect for all women. I treat them the way I believe they want to be treated – deep down inside. Sometimes they do not yet know this about themselves or are not willing to admit it, but I help draw it out of them. You, Miss Smythe, are just beginning the journey. You came in here prepared to do whatever it took to get the upper hand. I am sure you were determined to charm the pants off me, but your strategy was flawed because you don’t understand your own needs. You are already becoming aroused. You smelled blood and it aroused you. Unfortunately, you did not realize it was your own blood you were smelling. The hardness of your nipples is obvious and I am sure that an inspection of the inside of your panties would show your inner feelings quite clearly.”“Do not play your little games with me you disgusting pig and DON’T even presume that you have the right to talk about what you believe may be happening inside my underwear.” As she said it, she could feel the outward signs of arousal mixed with fear as she clenched her legs together. She tried to ignore them and pretend it was not happening. As she stood there in silence, she realized that this meeting had not gotten off to the start she had intended and that she was playing right into Damien’s hands. If she was to have any chance of turning it around, she needed to think fast.
About R.R. Greaves
R. R. Greaves was born in Melbourne, Australia in 1958. Having lived in many parts of Australia and overseas, Greaves now resides in Sydney and she writes for fun.
With a lifelong interest in her subject matter she finally decided to put some of her experiences and fantasies into words, toning them down somewhat for public consumption. Her first book was released in mid 2014. This was followed by a new release in Feb 2015 and there are a number of new stories in different stages of production.
With a particular interest in specific forms of erotica, the stories have a lot of explicit detail that comes from years of "hands on" experience. All have a strong element of power exchange between consenting parties. While most involve a key female character submitting to a powerful male, they have a mixture of dominant characters with women submitting to other women, men submitting to women and men submitting to other men.
A key part of the exchange of power between the characters involves the use of consensual physical and mental force, BDSM and spanking.
Check out these other titles by R.R. Greaves
From Seduction to Submission
Reluctant Submission: Educating Meredith
Blurb:How many of us cannot honestly say we would like to see either our current or some of our previous bosses get their overdue comeuppance? Meet Meredith, the despotic, man-hating but successful CEO of Danforth Enterprises. Her employees work harder at avoiding her than they do most anything else. However, her long-suffering PA, Penelope simply cannot avoid her wrath.Enter the enigmatic Damien Franks, contracted by Penelope to renovate her boss’s executive bathroom. Damien has other skills and Penelope knows what they are. Taking pity on Penelope, and finding the feisty CEO strangely attractive albeit challenging, he sets out to tame the beast that is Miss Meredith Smythe. The renovation of Miss Smythe will require every skill and all the patience this accomplished Dominant possesses. But, with the help of a friend, and a few tools of the trade, Damien is confident that he can bring out the best in his new client and save Penelope from even further humiliation and anguish. But can he? Despite her resistance, Meredith finds herself increasingly unable to resist Damien as she is drawn further into his web.This is a story of dominance and submission; of power and control. It is not for the faint hearted as it takes the reader into the murky but highly erotic world of BDSM.For more exciting titles from this best selling author, go to www.rrgreaveseroticauthor.com and get some spice into your reading life.
Buy it Now!
Blushing Books, Amazon, Barnes and Noble
Excerpt: As she approached him, Meredith did not feel anywhere nearly as confident as she looked. She stopped beside the spare seat at his booth and he rose, extending his hand to greet her. She clutched his hand firmly, shaking it vigorously to try and mask her nerves. She noticed there were two glasses of wine on the table - a white was in front of him and a red was opposite. He saw her look at it and said, “Argentinian malbec.” She looked back at him, unable to mask her surprise. How did he know she liked South American reds, malbecs in particular?There was another pregnant pause before she could stand it no longer. “Well, you set the time and the venue. Do you intend to invite me to sit down?”He was studying his wine without looking at her. Just as she was about to turn and leave he said, “I’m considering it. Kneel down on the floor for a few moments Miss Smythe, and I will give you my answer.”She was aghast. She erupted, speaking through gritted teeth. “You arrogant, self-centered misogynist. What in the world do you think gives you the right to abuse women in your company, treating them like mere objects for your pleasure?”He looked her in the eye and replied evenly, “On the contrary, I have a great deal of respect for all women. I treat them the way I believe they want to be treated – deep down inside. Sometimes they do not yet know this about themselves or are not willing to admit it, but I help draw it out of them. You, Miss Smythe, are just beginning the journey. You came in here prepared to do whatever it took to get the upper hand. I am sure you were determined to charm the pants off me, but your strategy was flawed because you don’t understand your own needs. You are already becoming aroused. You smelled blood and it aroused you. Unfortunately, you did not realize it was your own blood you were smelling. The hardness of your nipples is obvious and I am sure that an inspection of the inside of your panties would show your inner feelings quite clearly.”“Do not play your little games with me you disgusting pig and DON’T even presume that you have the right to talk about what you believe may be happening inside my underwear.” As she said it, she could feel the outward signs of arousal mixed with fear as she clenched her legs together. She tried to ignore them and pretend it was not happening. As she stood there in silence, she realized that this meeting had not gotten off to the start she had intended and that she was playing right into Damien’s hands. If she was to have any chance of turning it around, she needed to think fast.
About R.R. Greaves
R. R. Greaves was born in Melbourne, Australia in 1958. Having lived in many parts of Australia and overseas, Greaves now resides in Sydney and she writes for fun.
With a lifelong interest in her subject matter she finally decided to put some of her experiences and fantasies into words, toning them down somewhat for public consumption. Her first book was released in mid 2014. This was followed by a new release in Feb 2015 and there are a number of new stories in different stages of production.
With a particular interest in specific forms of erotica, the stories have a lot of explicit detail that comes from years of "hands on" experience. All have a strong element of power exchange between consenting parties. While most involve a key female character submitting to a powerful male, they have a mixture of dominant characters with women submitting to other women, men submitting to women and men submitting to other men.
A key part of the exchange of power between the characters involves the use of consensual physical and mental force, BDSM and spanking.
Check out these other titles by R.R. Greaves
From Seduction to Submission
Reluctant Submission: Educating Meredith
May 8, 2016
CHOSEN BY THE GOVERNOR by Jaye Peaches
I'm so pleased to have Jaye Peaches on my blog today sharing a super-hot excerpt from her new release: Chosen by the Governor.
Thank you for hosting me today. I’ve brought along an alien – Marco, the hunky tattooed governor of a distant penal colony. He has a new prisoner. Freya has recently arrived from Earth and has caught his eye. Marco has chosen her to his, and only his, but first he needs to ensure she understands what he expects from her.
Blurb: When she is caught spying on the alien empire which has conquered Earth, Freya is shipped off to a prison colony on the distant planet Tagra. Upon her arrival, she is subjected to a thorough, intimate medical examination intended to assess her response to sexual stimulation, and when she protests the humiliating procedure her bare bottom is soundly spanked.Marco takes his job as governor of Tagra seriously and he is well-known among the prisoners for his firm-handed discipline, but from the moment he first encounters Freya he cannot keep the feisty Earthling off his mind. After taking it upon himself to personally oversee her initial exam, he delights in bringing the naked, blushing human to one quivering climax after another.Though Marco quickly proves that he will not hesitate to punish Freya when she defies the rules of the colony, her burning backside does nothing to diminish her growing need for him to claim her and take her long and hard. She soon finds herself falling ever more deeply in love with the handsome, dominant alien who both demands her submission and brings her pleasure beyond anything she could have ever imagined, but can she dare to hope that Marco will one day see her as more than just his prisoner and his plaything?Publisher’s Note: Chosen by the Governor is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, medical play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
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He circled around the desk, approaching her from the opposing side. She was balancing on the tips of her trembling toes and her knees were knocked together, locking her slit out of sight. He tapped her heels with the end of his boot and slowly nudged her legs back apart.
Such an ass. He’d admired many a fine ass in his time, but this girl had one that could take the crown for best ass. The lobes formed perfect semi-circles at the tops of her thighs—two smiles to greet him. The skin was smooth and until he’d spanked her, the color had been an even shade of pale pink. Now each buttock had a round red patch in the middle. His handprints had merged together exactly where he intended to strike with the strap. He’d prepared her well. Too little and the strap would be intolerable; too much and the rawness would break the skin’s surface.
“Please don’t hurt me,” she implored. She twisted her head around and looked over her shoulders with those startling eyes.
“I’m punishing you,” he reminded her. “Don’t expect this to be easy. You must remain in position. If you move excessively, I shall repeat the stroke.” He was resolved. He had to remain firm and consistent. It was the mainstay of his leadership technique—don’t deviate from a decision.
Her lower lip trembled, but she kept bent over and her legs apart. He positioned himself, raised his arm, and slapped the strap across both ass cheeks.
She bolted upright, cried out, and clutched her bottom with both hands.
He sighed. “That one will be repeated, Freya. Back down.” He pushed her between the shoulder blades, encouraging her to return to position. She whimpered, a little sound, but complied. He examined the mark—a single line had formed a welt. He traced his finger along it and noted it was hot, but the skin was intact. The next would strike a little lower.
He switched sides and whipped the strap across her rump with a backhanded flick of his arm.
Once again, she jerked, but managed to halt in time. “Better. That one will count.”
“I can’t do this,” she sniffed. “I can’t hold position.” She clawed at the smooth surface of the table. He understood. Her need to stand up was unintentional; a reaction, not a decision.
“I can help you, but you have to trust me. I can tie you down.”
Author Bio:I'm an author of erotic D/s romances including Amazon bestsellers. All my books contain an element of BDSM, spankings or erotic games of sensual exploration. If you desire a little thrill, something to entice, then please take the time to read one of my books. Thank you!When not writing, I’m busy spending time with her family, enjoying music, sometimes composing or drawing and if the weather allows, gardening.
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Thank you for hosting me today. I’ve brought along an alien – Marco, the hunky tattooed governor of a distant penal colony. He has a new prisoner. Freya has recently arrived from Earth and has caught his eye. Marco has chosen her to his, and only his, but first he needs to ensure she understands what he expects from her.
Blurb: When she is caught spying on the alien empire which has conquered Earth, Freya is shipped off to a prison colony on the distant planet Tagra. Upon her arrival, she is subjected to a thorough, intimate medical examination intended to assess her response to sexual stimulation, and when she protests the humiliating procedure her bare bottom is soundly spanked.Marco takes his job as governor of Tagra seriously and he is well-known among the prisoners for his firm-handed discipline, but from the moment he first encounters Freya he cannot keep the feisty Earthling off his mind. After taking it upon himself to personally oversee her initial exam, he delights in bringing the naked, blushing human to one quivering climax after another.Though Marco quickly proves that he will not hesitate to punish Freya when she defies the rules of the colony, her burning backside does nothing to diminish her growing need for him to claim her and take her long and hard. She soon finds herself falling ever more deeply in love with the handsome, dominant alien who both demands her submission and brings her pleasure beyond anything she could have ever imagined, but can she dare to hope that Marco will one day see her as more than just his prisoner and his plaything?Publisher’s Note: Chosen by the Governor is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, medical play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
Amazon AllRomance
Barnes and Noble
Kobo
He circled around the desk, approaching her from the opposing side. She was balancing on the tips of her trembling toes and her knees were knocked together, locking her slit out of sight. He tapped her heels with the end of his boot and slowly nudged her legs back apart.
Such an ass. He’d admired many a fine ass in his time, but this girl had one that could take the crown for best ass. The lobes formed perfect semi-circles at the tops of her thighs—two smiles to greet him. The skin was smooth and until he’d spanked her, the color had been an even shade of pale pink. Now each buttock had a round red patch in the middle. His handprints had merged together exactly where he intended to strike with the strap. He’d prepared her well. Too little and the strap would be intolerable; too much and the rawness would break the skin’s surface.
“Please don’t hurt me,” she implored. She twisted her head around and looked over her shoulders with those startling eyes.
“I’m punishing you,” he reminded her. “Don’t expect this to be easy. You must remain in position. If you move excessively, I shall repeat the stroke.” He was resolved. He had to remain firm and consistent. It was the mainstay of his leadership technique—don’t deviate from a decision.
Her lower lip trembled, but she kept bent over and her legs apart. He positioned himself, raised his arm, and slapped the strap across both ass cheeks.
She bolted upright, cried out, and clutched her bottom with both hands.
He sighed. “That one will be repeated, Freya. Back down.” He pushed her between the shoulder blades, encouraging her to return to position. She whimpered, a little sound, but complied. He examined the mark—a single line had formed a welt. He traced his finger along it and noted it was hot, but the skin was intact. The next would strike a little lower.
He switched sides and whipped the strap across her rump with a backhanded flick of his arm.
Once again, she jerked, but managed to halt in time. “Better. That one will count.”
“I can’t do this,” she sniffed. “I can’t hold position.” She clawed at the smooth surface of the table. He understood. Her need to stand up was unintentional; a reaction, not a decision.
“I can help you, but you have to trust me. I can tie you down.”
Author Bio:I'm an author of erotic D/s romances including Amazon bestsellers. All my books contain an element of BDSM, spankings or erotic games of sensual exploration. If you desire a little thrill, something to entice, then please take the time to read one of my books. Thank you!When not writing, I’m busy spending time with her family, enjoying music, sometimes composing or drawing and if the weather allows, gardening.
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May 7, 2016
#6BestHop NZ Spanky #romance
Sunday's Six of the Best blog hop is where authors share 6 paragraphs of a hot release or WIP. I'm going with a WIP this week - this book is set in a New Zealand racing stable and my heroine has Tourette's - just like me! It's currently being edited and will be due for release later this month!
First of all, let me share one of the pics I used for inspiration:
And here's my excerpt: (sorry I cheated again, this is a bit longer than 6 paragraphs)
“Don’t look at me,” she murmured softly, but he heard every word. “Why not? You should be used to guys looking at you.” “Oh, I am. Not just guys either; girls also like to look at me and mock.” Her voice was bitter, sad and wistful, and he instantly realised his mistake. “Hang on, that’s not what I meant,” he objected, but he was too late. He noticed the look of fierce concentration that she always got on her face when she was trying to suppress a tic. He’d obviously upset her more than he realised. Idiot!he chided himself. “What I meant was, you’re beautiful! You should be used to being admired!” She snorted and shook her head, but he noticed the half-smile she was trying to valiantly to hide. “No one admires me.” “I’m sure plenty do.” “They don’t, trust me.” She turned her attention back to the horse. “I do.” Bringing Rose to a stop, she turned and looked at him in surprise. “Why would you?” “I just said – you’re beautiful.” His voice was soft as he spoke the words, but it was true – he did find her beautiful. Her eyes were always so sad, she seemed so vulnerable … and it was that vulnerability, that sadness, that appealed to him as much as anything else, and brought out the protective instincts in him. “I’m a freak.” She said it so matter-of-factly, as though she truly believed it. His heart broke at her declaration. “You’re not a freak.” “Yeah I am.” Then she turned back to Rose, silently commanding the horse into a hindquarter yield. Clay watched a bit longer, impressed by the natural horsemanship techniques Bianca was using to build the bond with the mare and make her body strong and supple once again. Although the filly wasn’t yet at peak fitness, now that Bianca was riding her daily, it wouldn’t take long for her to be in prime condition. The longer he stood there watching, the more he felt himself attracted to her. He must have zoned out completely while watching her, because the next thing he knew, she was right there beside him, fiddling with the latch on the gate, holding Rose’s lead rope in one hand. Making the most of his opportunity, he reached out and touched her shoulder gently, looking deeply into her eyes. She avoided his gaze at first, but he kept his eyes steady and eventually she met his even stare with a level gaze of her own; a challenge. “You are not a freak,” he told her softly, but firmly. “If you were mine I would spank you for speaking about yourself like that,” he admonished her.
Coming soon!
Meanwhile, check out the other participants this week:
First of all, let me share one of the pics I used for inspiration:
And here's my excerpt: (sorry I cheated again, this is a bit longer than 6 paragraphs)
“Don’t look at me,” she murmured softly, but he heard every word. “Why not? You should be used to guys looking at you.” “Oh, I am. Not just guys either; girls also like to look at me and mock.” Her voice was bitter, sad and wistful, and he instantly realised his mistake. “Hang on, that’s not what I meant,” he objected, but he was too late. He noticed the look of fierce concentration that she always got on her face when she was trying to suppress a tic. He’d obviously upset her more than he realised. Idiot!he chided himself. “What I meant was, you’re beautiful! You should be used to being admired!” She snorted and shook her head, but he noticed the half-smile she was trying to valiantly to hide. “No one admires me.” “I’m sure plenty do.” “They don’t, trust me.” She turned her attention back to the horse. “I do.” Bringing Rose to a stop, she turned and looked at him in surprise. “Why would you?” “I just said – you’re beautiful.” His voice was soft as he spoke the words, but it was true – he did find her beautiful. Her eyes were always so sad, she seemed so vulnerable … and it was that vulnerability, that sadness, that appealed to him as much as anything else, and brought out the protective instincts in him. “I’m a freak.” She said it so matter-of-factly, as though she truly believed it. His heart broke at her declaration. “You’re not a freak.” “Yeah I am.” Then she turned back to Rose, silently commanding the horse into a hindquarter yield. Clay watched a bit longer, impressed by the natural horsemanship techniques Bianca was using to build the bond with the mare and make her body strong and supple once again. Although the filly wasn’t yet at peak fitness, now that Bianca was riding her daily, it wouldn’t take long for her to be in prime condition. The longer he stood there watching, the more he felt himself attracted to her. He must have zoned out completely while watching her, because the next thing he knew, she was right there beside him, fiddling with the latch on the gate, holding Rose’s lead rope in one hand. Making the most of his opportunity, he reached out and touched her shoulder gently, looking deeply into her eyes. She avoided his gaze at first, but he kept his eyes steady and eventually she met his even stare with a level gaze of her own; a challenge. “You are not a freak,” he told her softly, but firmly. “If you were mine I would spank you for speaking about yourself like that,” he admonished her.
Coming soon!
Meanwhile, check out the other participants this week:
May 6, 2016
#SatSpanks #cowboy #spanking in The Ways of the West
I'm so happy to be back here in this week's Saturday Spankings blog hop! I always enjoy doing this one, there's always heaps of sexy excerpts from fantastic authors to read :)
I'm sharing my first Western - The Ways of the West about spanking drovers/cowboys on a cattle drive. Here's my 8 sentences:
Reining his horse to a halt, Johnny slid her down off the horse only to promptly haul her back up again, in front of him this time. And before she was even properly across his saddle, she knew what was about to happen. He’d had her belly-down across his horse once before, and the experience that had followed hadn’t been pleasant. She had no doubt that this one wouldn’t be any nicer.
Smack! The flat of Johnny’s hand landed hard on her seat, and she yelped. This was definitely worse than last time, much worse. Last time she’d been upended like this the layers of skirts and petticoats she’d been wearing had afforded her some protection from Johnny’s heavy hand, but the man’s pants she was wearing didn’t absorb very much of the stinging impact at all. Smack! Smack! Smack! Johnny’s big hand fell hard and fast, his fingers spread out to cover most of her bottom with each blow.
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Blurb: Orphaned by an attack on her family’s wagon train, Jessica finds herself stranded a thousand miles from Boston, the only home she has ever known. Only one man—a rough, dusty cowboy named Johnny—stands between her and the perils of the west, and he quickly makes it clear that he is ready to do whatever needs to be done to keep Jessica safe, whether she likes it or not.
When the unlikely pair stumble upon a cattle drive and they are both offered employment, Johnny doesn’t hesitate to accept. But after Jessica loudly expresses her disdain for his plan and for cowboys in general, Johnny decides it is time for drastic action. After a hard, embarrassing spanking followed by a tearful apology to the trail boss, Jessica is left with a sore backside and a strange yet undeniably powerful need to be held close and comforted by her handsome protector.
With Johnny by her side—and claiming an ever bigger place in her heart with each passing day—Jessica begins to adjust to life on the trail. But a cattle drive is a dangerous place for anyone, let alone a city girl with a penchant for disobedience. If he ever wants the chance to make Jessica his wife, Johnny knows he’s going to have to take her firmly in hand before she gets herself hurt or killed. Even if it means a painful, humiliating bare-bottom strapping she’ll never forget, one way or another he’ll teach her the ways of the west.
Publisher’s Note: The Ways of the West is an erotic romance novel that contains sexual scenes and spankings, including domestic discipline in a historical setting. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
If you enjoyed The Ways of the West, check out the sequel The Code of the West!
And don't forget to check out the other participants this week:
I'm sharing my first Western - The Ways of the West about spanking drovers/cowboys on a cattle drive. Here's my 8 sentences:
Reining his horse to a halt, Johnny slid her down off the horse only to promptly haul her back up again, in front of him this time. And before she was even properly across his saddle, she knew what was about to happen. He’d had her belly-down across his horse once before, and the experience that had followed hadn’t been pleasant. She had no doubt that this one wouldn’t be any nicer.
Smack! The flat of Johnny’s hand landed hard on her seat, and she yelped. This was definitely worse than last time, much worse. Last time she’d been upended like this the layers of skirts and petticoats she’d been wearing had afforded her some protection from Johnny’s heavy hand, but the man’s pants she was wearing didn’t absorb very much of the stinging impact at all. Smack! Smack! Smack! Johnny’s big hand fell hard and fast, his fingers spread out to cover most of her bottom with each blow.
Now in Kindle Unlimited or buy on Amazon!
Blurb: Orphaned by an attack on her family’s wagon train, Jessica finds herself stranded a thousand miles from Boston, the only home she has ever known. Only one man—a rough, dusty cowboy named Johnny—stands between her and the perils of the west, and he quickly makes it clear that he is ready to do whatever needs to be done to keep Jessica safe, whether she likes it or not.
When the unlikely pair stumble upon a cattle drive and they are both offered employment, Johnny doesn’t hesitate to accept. But after Jessica loudly expresses her disdain for his plan and for cowboys in general, Johnny decides it is time for drastic action. After a hard, embarrassing spanking followed by a tearful apology to the trail boss, Jessica is left with a sore backside and a strange yet undeniably powerful need to be held close and comforted by her handsome protector.
With Johnny by her side—and claiming an ever bigger place in her heart with each passing day—Jessica begins to adjust to life on the trail. But a cattle drive is a dangerous place for anyone, let alone a city girl with a penchant for disobedience. If he ever wants the chance to make Jessica his wife, Johnny knows he’s going to have to take her firmly in hand before she gets herself hurt or killed. Even if it means a painful, humiliating bare-bottom strapping she’ll never forget, one way or another he’ll teach her the ways of the west.
Publisher’s Note: The Ways of the West is an erotic romance novel that contains sexual scenes and spankings, including domestic discipline in a historical setting. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
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