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January 29, 2017
Robbie Burns Supper – things I have learned
What is at a Robbie Burns Dinner/Supper?
The first supper was held as a type of memorial at the Burn’s cottage by Burns’s friends, on 21 July 1801 five years after his death so it is a dinner with a lang heritage.
Here is an excellent site to answer all your questions,
http://robertburns.org/suppers/itinerary.shtml
This site is full of stories, poems, recipes and everything you need to carry on your own celebration… and you end every dinner with the famous Auld lang Syne—written by auld Robbie himself!!
…but I’ll give you the outline that is fairly often followed whether it be formal or casual.
Introduction — Itinerary — Sources — Recipes
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urns Supper Itinerary
from Burns Night: My Supper With Rabbie
Some hae meat and canna eat,
And some would eat that want it;
But we hae meat, and we can eat,
Sae let the Lord be thankit.
Gather The celebrants gather and mingle, catch up on gossip, pore through their Burns editions, and peruse the whisky selection. The chairman or host may make some introductions among the guests, assign some readings, or deliver a few opening remarks.
Meal – Welcome Grace The celebrants are called to the table, the host offers an opening grace – traditionally The Selkirk Grace – and the soup course is served.
Parade of the Haggis The evening’s highest bit of pomp. The chef, carrying in the haggis, follows the piper – playing Brose & Butter,or some other appropriate tune – in a more or less dignified procession through the hall (or house, or one bedroom flat). The chef lays the haggis, on it’s groaning trencher, before the chairman at the high table.
Address to a Haggis
A previously designated reciter reads this poem over the haggis. A guid whisky gill is offered to the piper, chef and reciter, and with alacrity, the haggis is sliced open with the finely honed edge of a ceremonial dirk (though any old knife will do).THE (BAGLESS) HAGGIS
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1/2 lb. beef liver
2 lamb kidneys
3/4 lb. lamb shoulder
1/4 lb beef suet
2 onions, minced
1 c. oatmeal
1 c. stock
salt and pepper
Boil the meats for an hour. Cool. Grate the liver. Chop the others fine. Chop the suet. Toast the oatmeal in a shallow pan in the oven, shaking occasionally. Mix the meats, suet, onions and oatmeal together with a cup of the stock in which liver and meats were cooked. Add salt and plenty of pepper to taste.
Turn into greased Pyrex bowl. Cover with 2 or 3 layers of foil. Steam on a rack in a pan of boiling water for 2 hours, adding more boiling water as it boils away.
Serves 6.
The meal is then served with all its composite courses and copious helpings of guid ale and whisky. (I’ve seen some flavor their haggis with a dram of whisky, but I prefer both my pudden and whisky neat). Interval
After the meal there is a brief interval while the table is cleared or the celebrants retire to another room for the rest of the evening’s festivities. The chairman needs to keep the guests focused and facilitate the flow of the songs, toasts and poetry that are to follow. Time to refill your glasses!
Song
A good warm-up for the Immortal Memory, a musically inclined guest, or two, may sing a Burns song.
Immortal Memory
The chairman, or designated speaker, delivers the Immortal Memory address. This should be a rather serious and careful consideration of the life and art of Robert Burns. It may be a general, biographical sort of speech, or may address a specific aspect of the Bard’s work that is relevant to the particular group of assembled celebrants. This speech should be long-winded enough to remind the guests that this isn’t the office Christmas party, yet not so long as to induce cramping, dry-mouth, or ringing in the ears (about 25 minutes). This speech always ends with standing guests, raised glasses and an offered toast to the immortal memory of the Bard of Ayr.
Songs, Music & Readings
Now, in loose order, deftly orchestrated by the chairman, follow the other poems, toasts, songs and addresses of the evening. Celebrants who have arrived with selections to read take their turn entertaining the others. (It always helps if the chairman has some readings selected for guests who have arrived unprepared or who may need a little encouragement.)
The readings at our Burns Supper are not confined to the writings Burns exclusively. Anything that honors the immortal memory and spirit of the Bard is welcome. These include stories and anecdotes pertaining to Burns and his time, poems and songs by other Scottish poets, and original works composed by the celebrants for the occasion.
Lost Manuscript Fragment
A unique ritual at our Burns Night celebration, this delicate Burns artifact is carefully passed among the celebrants and read by each.
Toast To The Lassies
A traditional Burns Night ritual, this toast should be a light-hearted lampoon of the lassies’ (few) shortcomings. Illustrations from Burns, or from first hand knowledge of the subject, may be used. Warning: Please be tactful! It’s funny, but I’ve noticed that even the mildest, vaguest, allusions to the faults of women, in even the most general sort of way, may be misconstrued as a viscious personal attack!
Reply From The Lassies
Always delivered with grace, charm and wit, this savaging of the lads’ crude dispositions and social inferiority is always accepted with good humor by the menfolk present.
Tam o’ Shanter
No Burns Night is complete without a recitation of the great narrative poem.
Songs & Poems
The chairman may play it by ear and keep the readings going as long as the guests are willing and attentive. Alternatively, the evening may evolve into a bacchanal of music, song and dancing. Either are acceptable.
Closing Remarks From The Chairman
When an end to the festivities has finally arrived the chairman should thank the guests for their attendance, good cheer and high spirits. A few reciprocal remarks, or a toast, may be made by one of the celebrants and a vote of thanks offered to the host, chairman, chef, piper, etc.
Auld Lang Syne
The traditional end to any Burns Night – indeed, an appropriate end to any evening spent among the company of friends – is the singing of this sentimental Scottish song. It always helps to have the correct lyrics printed out for the, by now, groggily satisfied celebrants.
Robbie Burns Day: 10 facts you never knew
Alliston Herald
ByJenni Dunning
SIMCOE COUNTY – Each year celebrations are held to mark the birthday of Scottish bard Robbie Burns, who was born in 1759.
He wrote his first song when he was 15 years old and died at age 37. Though he lived a short life, it was definitely not boring and he is celebrated every year.
Here are 10 facts you may not have known Robert Burns Day or the writer himself.
10. How it came to be
Robert Burns Day was not an annual celebration until several years after his death when a group of his friends gathered to honour his memory. It caught on and is now celebrated around the world on the date of his birth, Jan. 25.
9. Haggis
No Robert Burns Day dinner is complete without haggis – or, “the great chieftain o’ the puddin’-race,” as Burns called it.
Haggis is a large, spherical sausage made of a sheep’s liver, heart and lungs, which are traditionally chopped with beef or mutton suet, oatmeal, onion and spices. It is packed into a sheep’s stomach and boiled.
Too squeamish to try it? There are haggis-flavoured chips available on the market.
Haggis also comes in different colours, from light brown to black. If cooked too long, its insides can burst out like a haggis river.
8. Literary inspiration
The title of J.D. Salinger’s 1951 novel Catcher in the Rye was based on one of Burns’ poems called Comin’ Thro’ the Rye.
As well, John Steinbeck’s famous 1937 novel Of Mice and Men also got its title from a Burns poem called To a Mouse.
7. Auld Lang Syne
Burns wrote the classic tune often sung around the winter holidays. The Guinness Book of World Records has named it one of the top three most popular songs in the English language, along with Happy Birthday, and For He’s a Jolly Good Fellow.
6. Out of this world
Astronaut Nick Patrick carried a book of Burns’ poetry with him while on a space mission in 2010.
5. Stamp of approval
In 1956, commemorative stamp to mark the 160th anniversary of Burns’ death was put out not by his home country – but by the Soviet Union.
4. Baby Daddy
Burns was quite the ladies man. In the span of 11 years, he had 13 children with five different women. He was only ever married to one of these women, Jean Armour. His last child, born to Armour and named Maxwell Burns, arrived on the day of his funeral in 1796.
3. Grave diggers
Burns’ body was exhumed in 1815 so it could be put in a new mausoleum. A plaster of his skull was done for researchers to study it, and they found it was larger than the average man’s skull.
2. Statuesque
Of all writers, none have more statues dedicated to them around the world than Burns. The oldest one still existing is in Camperdown, Australia. It was carved by John Greenshields in 1826 and shipped to Australia in the 1850s.
1. King of Pop
The late singer Michael Jackson is said to have been a fan of Burns and actually worked on an album that put his poems to music, which was never released.
Source: Scotland.org, VisitScotland.com, LiveLoveScotland.com
Jenni Dunning is the regional reporter for Metroland Simcoe County. You can reach her at jdunning@simcoe.com . Follow her on Twitter and follow Simcoe.com on Facebook
January 25, 2017
Time was Running Out
Meet Lord Stephen Thayer, Earl of Roselea, second son of the Duke. It is time to set up his nursery, and the women who would say “yes” to his proposal are tremendous, if he would only choose on and ask the question.
Let’s check in on him after one of these wild nights of Stephen trying to find an appropriate wife but avoid the hoards. He is talking over the most recent prospects with his father and brother, all with their own opinion.
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“Stephen, are there any women who have even piqued your interest in the slightest way?” asked his father.
“Well, not that Landry woman. Gad, her manners are atrocious, absolutely astonishing.”
The three men sat with ale that had silently appeared to contemplate further Stephen’s fate.
“There is no help for it, but she guffaws,” continued Stephen. “I cannot, will not live with
a laughing horse.”
“Stephen, be kind, son,” Lord Thayer admonished. “Although, I must agree with your
assessment, don’t tell your mother.”
James added to the conversation, “Now Lady Roundtree is interesting.”
“Yes, James,” Stephen agreed, “very fair to look at but then I danced with her, and she
has very little to support an original thought.”
“Oh? Shame, that. Her children would have been handsome,” observed his father.
Stephen laughed. “Yes, however, I suppose I should find occasion to speak to the woman
I choose to marry, not simply bed her.”
“And what about that blonde you danced with last night?” James asked. “She was
comely, and you were laughing and speaking quite well with her.”
His father joined in, “Oh yes that was the Donnelly lass? She would have plenty of strong
children.”
“Yes, but she was quite clear about being desirous of Lord Madison. As a gentleman, I
should not usurp that option from her.”
“Yes, it wouldn’t do. You’d have an immediate discord. Better not to start out with any,”
pointed out James. “Lady Johnstone?”
His father replied dryly, “Hips too narrow. How about the recent widow Lady Aaron?”
“Too many children. I do want some of my own.”
“Lady Winchesterly?” suggested James.
Stephen snorted, “Too tiresome and too jaded.”
“I’m not sure I have much more to help you with, brother.”
“I know. I’ll find one. I am not a particular man,” he said, to which his companions laughed in disbelief. He continued defensively, “There are just some things a man cannot forfeit,
and peace of mind is one of those things. Affection is another he should not sacrifice.”
“Yes, well, I hope it keeps you warm at night. That piece of mind.”
Stephen turned to his brother. “How did you choose Elizabeth?”
“She was everything I wanted. I didn’t have to decide; the choice was already made when I met her.”
“Yes, well too bad she came with a mother cut from a different cloth.” His father looked at James. “Don’t tell your mother that either.”
“Quite right. Father, how about you with mother, how did you know?”
“The moment I danced with her I knew. The minute she stomped her small foot at me in agitation, I made the deal. I knew she was perfect.”
“Well, then I shall look for a woman who is not too long in the tooth, but not a schoolgirl, with a brain but not a bluestocking, one who can make me laugh but not rudely so. She must have ample hips, stomping feet, with manners. She must have a rounded arse for spanking and no more than two added straphangers. Let’s see, anyone come to mind?”
“Sorry, old man, I don’t think that girl exists.” Both men sadly mumbled, no prospects in
their memory.
“Well then, that means I close up the house and go to the country for the winter entertainment, and maybe I’ll find someone in the New Year.”
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January 24, 2017
Lord Thayer’s Choice Cover Reveal
Oh, wait, you need to know it comes out January 27th in someone’s timezone.
Funny about time zones, we never used to care about other country time zones, just our own country’s… small thinkers then…
Oh, yes, the cover…
Wait, I forgot. I need to tell you that it was written by yours truly, Alyssa Bailey…in case you didn’t know… but of course, you are smart… you knew already..
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January 23, 2017
He had particular needs in a wife…
Lord Thayer’s Choice
By Alyssa Bailey
Tomorrow is cover reveal day!
Today is the first excerpt
“Stephen, are there any women who have even piqued your interest in the slightest way?” asked his father.
“Well, not that Landry woman. Gad, her manners are atrocious, absolutely astonishing.”
The three men sat with ale that had silently appeared to contemplate further Stephen’s fate.
“There is no help for it, but she guffaws,” continued Stephen. “I cannot, will not live with
a laughing horse.”
“Stephen, be kind, son,” Lord Thayer admonished. “Although, I must agree with your
assessment, don’t tell your mother.”
James added to the conversation, “Now Lady Roundtree is interesting.”
“Yes, James,” Stephen agreed, “very fair to look at but then I danced with her, and she
has very little to support an original thought.”
“Oh? Shame, that. Her children would have been handsome,” observed his father.
Stephen laughed. “Yes, however, I suppose I should find occasion to speak to the woman
I choose to marry, not simply bed her.”
“And what about that blonde you danced with last night?” James asked. “She was
comely, and you were laughing and speaking quite well with her.”
His father joined in, “Oh yes that was the Donnelly lass? She would have plenty of strong
children.”
“Yes, but she was quite clear about being desirous of Lord Madison. As a gentleman, I
should not usurp that option from her.”
“Yes, it wouldn’t do. You’d have an immediate discord. Better not to start out with any,”
pointed out James. “Lady Johnstone?”
His father replied dryly, “Hips too narrow. How about the recent widow Lady Aaron?”
“Too many children. I do want some of my own.”
“Lady Winchesterly?” suggested James.
Stephen snorted, “Too tiresome and too jaded.”
“I’m not sure I have much more to help you with, brother.”
“I know. I’ll find one. I am not a particular man,” he said, to which his companions laughed in disbelief. He continued defensively, “There are just some things a man cannot forfeit,
and peace of mind is one of those things. Affection is another he should not sacrifice.”
“Yes, well, I hope it keeps you warm at night. That piece of mind.”
Stephen turned to his brother. “How did you choose Elizabeth?”
“She was everything I wanted. I didn’t have to decide; the choice was already made when I met her.”
“Yes, well too bad she came with a mother cut from a different cloth.” His father looked at James. “Don’t tell your mother that either.”
“Quite right. Father, how about you with mother, how did you know?”
“The moment I danced with her I knew. The minute she stomped her small foot at me in agitation, I made the deal. I knew she was perfect.”
“Well, then I shall look for a woman who is not too long in the tooth, but not a schoolgirl, with a brain but not a bluestocking, one who can make me laugh but not rudely so. She must have ample hips, stomping feet, with manners. She must have a rounded arse for spanking and no more than two added straphangers. Let’s see, anyone come to mind?”
“Sorry, old man, I don’t think that girl exists.” Both men sadly mumbled, no prospects in
their memory.
“Well then, that means I close up the house and go to the country for the winter entertainment, and maybe I’ll find someone in the New Year.”
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November 21, 2016
Tripp doesn’t believe in chance—until Lady Luck smiles up at him with her cat-like green eyes.
Diamond in the Rough: The Red Petticoat Saloon Series
By Abbie Adams and Maggie Ryan
Two very talented writers in one work, Stupendous!
You can’t miss this one!
Dear Readers,
Wow! Hasn’t this been exciting? I don’t know about you but I’ve always been a fan of old westerns and more than half in love with dusty old cowboys—and the sterner, the better. John Wayne definitely fueled many of my girlhood daydreams, alongside Sam Elliot and Clint Eastwood. Now, we have Gabe, John, Jeb, Bo and the rest of those dominant men of Culpepper Cove. I hope you’ll find Tripp and Diamond’s story to be fuel for some of your own daydreams.
It didn’t take long for Diamond to start telling me her story. When I heard about The Red Petticoat Saloon Series, I wasn’t sure that I could participate, but Diamond is a woman who won’t be ignored. She demanded her place in the series and she got it. Although, I have to say a big, giant thank you to Maggie Ryan, my co-author.
Sometimes, no matter how vividly the characters talk to you, life happens and you just don’t get a chance to tell their stories. This was the case with my story, Diamond in the Rough. If, not for Maggie, Tripp and Diamond would still be buried on my hard drive with a slew of other unfinished works.
Thank you, Maggie. As always, you make me look good—and I hope you already know I’d be lost without you. Thank you for helping bring these amazing characters to life.
And to our readers, I hope you will fall in love with Culpepper Cove and the Red Petticoat Saloon family.
Truly,
Abbie Adams
Marshal Tripp Houston makes his own luck and doesn’t believe in chance—until Lady Luck smiles up at him with her cat-like green eyes. If it’s the last thing he does, Tripp is dead set on bringing down the vile Shotgun Slick Gang. It’s been said that the outlaws have a woman traveling with them. Tripp is almost certain that woman is Diamond, especially with her sneaking around and asking lots of questions. But, if he’s wrong, and she is the innocent she proclaims, then once every last slimy one of the gang are swinging from a tree, he plans to hand in his tin star and settle down with the little card-dealing gem who ran away with not only his horse, but his heart as well. After all, he knows just how to tame a feisty gem.
Diamond won’t take no for an answer, especially when it comes to those bossy men of Culpepper Cove standing in the way of finding her sister Damaris—not even when it means she will end up with a hot, achy backside over the knee of one very stubborn lawman. The trail she’d been following for months led her to Culpepper Cove and The Red Petticoat Saloon where she entertains the men while dealing blackjack and sifting through their conversations for information that will help her find Damaris—but she doesn’t go upstairs. That is until the night she makes a silly bet, (it had worked for Jewel, hadn’t it?) and ends up falling for the man who tried her patience at every turn. Will the bet cost more than her virginity? She hadn’t wagered her heart, but she may very well have lost it to him already.
DISCLAIMER: This book contains the spanking of adult women and explicit sexual scenes including anal play. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.
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A YUMMY EXCERPT:
That fear at least was quelled when the marshal held the door open to her and then promptly locked it behind himself. They were alone in the room. She stood frozen, looking at the empty tubs in the center of the room.
“Go ahead and undress while I fill the tub.” The man walked right by her. She couldn’t believe he expected her to just disrobe. Then she remembered that though there was no concealing wall or even a curtain between the two tubs, there was a privacy screen in one corner. She forced herself not to run towards it though she was suddenly desperate to hide behind its concealment.
“Oh, no, ladybug. You will be naked before me, so there is no reason for you to hide yourself over there. You can just strip right where you are.”
She glared at him as mortification filled every part of her being. He was bent on shaming her. This wasn’t just some conquest or a prize won and savored. He meant to humiliate her. She turned away from him and her fingers came to the buttons at her neck with trepidation at first. Then slowly as she made it down the row, her irritation built until she stood tall and proud. She would not cower before him or allow herself to be shamed. She was a beautiful, independent woman. She would not let him know how much he affected her.
She stalled only a moment more before pulling her dress from her shoulders. It slid down her sides and landed in a puddle at her feet. Delaney felt naked already and she still had her chemise and petticoat before she even got to her… unmentionables. She peeked back at him as he carried one of the buckets of water that had been heating over the fire to the nearest iron tub. Heat flushed her face when she met his eyes. He was still watching her even though he was pouring the water.
“Keep going, I want you naked,” he said, returning to the fire for the next pail.
A little about Abbie Adams:
Abbie is a little girl at heart. She has always lived in a make-believe world, unwilling to share her fantasies with anyone for fear they would laugh at her, or worse, lock her up. She struggles with her desires to have a daddy who will keep her in line and yet baby her constantly. She writes to stay sane; this is her therapy.
Hiding her secret desires hasn’t helped her, but sharing it with you, those of you who might also enjoy the same yearnings, well, that makes her happy. Come live inside Abbie’s head if you dare.
Visit her blog here:
http://www.abbieadamsauthor.com
Don’t miss these exciting titles by Abbie Adams and Blushing Books!
A Little Twist (written w/ Emily Tilton)
Buying Brianny (Masters of the Castle)
A Little Sunshine (written w/ Maggie Ryan)
We Need a Little Christmas (written w/ Katherine Deane)
Diamond in the Rough (Written w/ Maggie Ryan)
A chat with Maggie Ryan
#1 International and USA Today bestselling author for Blushing Books. I write both contemporary erotica and historical spanking romances. I enjoy writing about characters that enjoy the provocative D/S lifestyle of today’s times, as well as taking a step back into the past to write stories that take place in the Victorian era with age-play as a theme.
I live in the great Lone Star state with my wonderful husband. I have always loved reading. Growing up in a family with four children, it was difficult finding a place to be alone. I was probably one of the squeakiest clean girls on the planet as I would spend hours in the tub so I could read without being bothered. It wasn’t long before I began to make up my own endings to the books I was reading. From there, it just seemed natural to begin writing my own stories.
I never try to restrict myself to any one genre because there are just too many delicious possibilities out there and inside my head. I admit to being somewhat of a romantic, though, as my stories always must have a great deal of love, passion, corporal discipline and, of course, great, mind-blowing sex. I want my readers to be able to see, hear, feel and know the characters that I’m creating as well as I do when I bring them to life and transfer their stories to paper. I want my women to be strong of character but also strong enough to know that submission given in love and trust to your partner does not make you weaker, it makes you far stronger. I want my men to be sexy, strong, demanding alpha males who know how to take what they want while acknowledging it is a gift they have been blessed with by the women that have chosen to submit to them. I want there to be no doubt that they truly would die for the other no matter how others might view their relationship.
http://www.maggieryanauthor.com/
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Don’t miss these exciting titles by Maggie Ryan and Blushing Books!
Louisa Revealed: Women of Wintercrest Book 1
Lord Edward’s Law: Women of Wintercrest Book 2
Claimed: Women of Wintercrest Book 3
Lucy Surrenders: Women of Wintercrest Book 4
Becoming His: The Teaching of Rebecca
Lucy’s Journey Home: Hunter’s Ridge Book 1
Homecoming: Hunter’s Ridge Book 2
Reunion: Hunter’s Ridge Book 3
Blessed Beginnings: Hunter’s Ridge 4
Designed for Submission: Divine Designs Book 1
A Submissive’s Dream: Divine Designs Book 2
Haven’s Promise: Divine Designs Book 3
A Submissive’s Gift: Divine Designs Book 4
Rosie’s Resolutions (Masters of the Castle)
My Charming Valentine (Corbin’s Bend)
Miss Summers’ School: Lessons in Submission, Book One
Cherry’s Jubilee: Lessons in Submission, Book Two
Lilly Blossoms: Lessons In Submission, Book Three
Ever Lasting Hope (Corbin’s Bend)
An Author’s Angst (Corbin’s Bend)
Realizing Her Dream (w/ Laurel Jane)
A Little Sunshine (written w/ Abbie Adams)
Vintage Values (Corbin’s Bend)
Jewel’s Gems (The Red Petticoat Saloon)
Rescuing Ruby Red (The Red Petticoat Saloon)
Hero To Obey (Anthology)
His Passionate Pioneer: Willamette Wives Book One
My Sassy Settler: Willamette Wives Book Two
His Errant Educator: Willamette Wives Book Three
My Capricious Cowgirl: Willamette Wives Book Four
November 20, 2016
A gentlemen rancher, an outcast tough girl and a paddle in the desk drawer
This is Tess’ second book with Blushing, her first historical Western was The Sheriff Takes a Bride and now, she brings us, Cassidy’s Gentleman.Tess has joined the crazy and rewarding world of writers in our Blushing Family. I truly enjoyed her first book and look forward to this second one, written in my favorite place and time: Texas 1880’s…wonder if Cassidy ever met my Texanna?
Welcome, Tess!
Let’s have a peek inside Cassidy’s Gentleman…
Cassidy’s Gentleman
By Tess Matthews
Texas in the 1880s was no place for a tenderfoot. Thornton Steele is a gentleman from the East, but he came to run a ranch, and he has the strength and determination to do so. He dreams of starting a new life, free of the strictures of his traditional Maryland family, and he is ready and willing to take on whatever barriers are put in his way. The lawless West of the time provides those barriers in plenty.
Cassidy Hart, a Texas native, shares that dream of starting her life over in another place, but she, by her own account, is no lady. Daughter of an unwed mother, she takes care of herself the best she can in the same little town where she was born, even though the wide-open sky is the only roof she can call her own. She is tough, because she has to be, but sensitive, because that’s the way her mother raised her before dying young.
The gentleman and the not-quite lady are thrown together by circumstance, and the attraction is instantaneous. Still, Cassidy cannot help but doubt the Easterner’s sincerity, and pushes back, even as she is drawn to his strength, charm, and good looks.
Thornton, being a man who knows what he wants, wastes no time attempting to prove his love and concern for Cassidy’s well being. Oftentimes, however, to Cassidy’s chagrin, he demonstrates that concern with his strict hand on her bare bottom.
That, of course, is not the end of the lesson, and Cassidy soon learns to look forward to the soft caresses and kisses that follow a session over the big man’s lap.
Cassidy’s Gentleman is a story of love and fun, intrigue and violence in the scarcely tamed West. It also is a true romance, with plenty of loving domestic discipline in the form of spanking.
Publisher’s Note: Cassidy’s Gentleman is a romance novel that contains descriptions of sex and of domestic discipline in the form of bare-bottom spanking and paddling. If such subject matter offends you, please do not read this book.
Makes you want to get out there and buy it. I just did!
This bite will keep you coming back. I am SURE she knows my Texanna!
Read this!
“Get back, Thorne, I’m warning you.” Cassidy picked up a vase and held it up.
“Do not threaten me, little girl. If you throw that vase you are only adding to your
trouble!”
The vase whizzed by Thorne and smashed on the opposite wall.
Thorne grabbed Cassidy by the elbow.
“Now, Cassidy, I am going to teach you not to be an ungrateful foul-mouthed brat.”
“Let me go, you overgrown ox, I warn you, you better let me go or you will be sorry!”
“No, little girl, I am sure you are the only one who will be sorry.”
Thorne pulled Cassidy toward the study.
“What is going on in here? We heard a crash!”
“Tillie, you and Gus go back to what you were doing, Cassidy and I are going to have a
discussion in the study.”
“No, Tillie, please,” Cassidy shrieked. “He has lost his mind.”
“Cassidy, why are you afraid of Mr. Thorne?”
“I will tell you why, Tillie, she is afraid because Mr. Thorne has had enough of her bratty
behavior and he is going to spank her backside till it glows crimson red.”
Tillie gasped.
“Let’s go Tillie, this ain’t none of our affair,” added Gus.
Tillie gave Cassidy a painful smile and walked away.
“No, Tillie, please don’t—”
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After raising her children and retiring from a career in education, Tess Matthews is following her passion – writing romance. Her stories are full of adventure, intrigue and above all romance, but not your ordinary vanilla romance, Tess writes about strong alpha men who love their feisty women and take them in hand when needed. Although she enjoys all types of romance stories, her favorites take place in the old west – after all, who can resist those cowboys!
Tess lives on the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains in northern Alabama with her husband and a variety of dogs, cats, and chickens.
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November 2, 2016
She couldn’t be happier…until…
by
Shanna Handel
Shanna Handel has come to visit me as she begins the wonderful life of being a published author. Come in and meet her, you will really enjoy the chat. We will be seeing more of her in the near future. If you are looking for heavy erotica, look elsewhere, but if you want HOT LOVE administered to a Naughty wife, you have found your next stop.
Lila’s life is perfect. A successful career in fashion, a sleek, artfully decorated home, and her adoring husband- Luke. Everything is going her way. She couldn’t be happier.
One night while enjoying a few glasses of red wine to unwind after work, she gets a little cheeky with Luke. He takes her by surprise and instead of putting up with her humor, throws her right over his knee for a good, sound spanking. Lila is left confused. She is angry that her husband took the liberty of punishing her, but also finds herself incredibly attracted to Luke’s new, commanding behavior. Despite her conflicting emotions, when he proposes a new way of life- doing things his way for a change, Lila agrees.
A visit to Luke’s hometown only adds to her confusion. She discovers that her outgoing southern-belle sister-in-law, Heather, and her husband have been practicing domestic discipline for years. She also learns that her husband is not shy about spanking her whenever he sees fit.
Life has a few more big surprises in store for Lila. Some are heartbreaking, one will change her life forever. Will it all be too much for Lila and make her revert to her old bossy self? How far is Luke willing to go to convince her that his way is best?
This is a sweet spanking romance, where the heroine takes several trips over her husband’s knee.
Publishers note: This book contains elements of domestic discipline and spanking of adult women. If any of these themes offend you, please do not purchase.
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“Lila,” Luke used his fingers underneath her chin to guide her gaze up to meet his. “I said, do you understand?”
“Yes, sir,” Lila muttered.
Luke raised his eyebrows at her, “I think that you are in need of a reminder spanking.”
Lila gulped, “No, I think I’m good. I really will take better care of myself.” She started to inch away from Luke on the bed.
“I don’t think so. When you are sitting at your office desk at six pm, I want you to have a memory that will get you in the car on time.”
Luke gently guided Lila over his lap. He lifted up her skirts and pulled down her panties.
“Lila, I want you to watch me spank you. Look up.”
Lila looked up, realizing that Luke had positioned her facing the antique, full-length mirror.
She gasped at the scene before her. He looked so handsome and powerful. She was in an incredibly vulnerable position.
Then, as she watched, he spanked every inch of her bottom. She started to squirm.
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I found this first part of the Taken Trilogy to be a page turner. The main two characters are a husband and wife, Luke and Lila, but also the story has many secondary characters that all play a vital role in this tale. This is the voyage into incorporating domestic discipline into their marriage and setting a new tone after a new promotion for Lila was altering control. The story is an excellent example of a loving couple learning the give and take of a relationship and deciding what is the most important issues to keep peace and harmony.
Lila is a very successful in her career in the fashion world. She dresses sharp, had a stunning home, is over lots of people and doing well. But sometimes promotions and power can upset the balance in a marriage. Luke loves his wife, is successful in his restoration of antique vehicles, and is proud of all Lila has accomplished in her career. For her job, he moved from his hometown so she could have this job. He can appreciate her control at work, but she has started to take their relationship for granted and even laughs at Luke and makes unacceptable comments.
One night, pushing to issue too far, a husband telling her he will take her in hand, she laughs, and he shows her he is serious. Was it a fluke, or is this the direction their marriage needs to take? When she pushes it again, he shows her he is serious. Luke talks to Lila that he wants to be Head of Household and wants her to accept and work with him. What starts as a week a vacation, becomes a learning curve for Lila. But when an accident hurts Luke, Lila will learn how precious life is.
Lila may return to their home and her job, while Luke stays with his family to continue with his recovery, but Lila is lost without him and either she is overdoing it at work, not eating and sleeping right and then she isn’t focused. Luke will have to take charge so this couple will continue on a path to happiness.
Shanna Handel Bio
Having the time of my life writing adult books about the things us people crave. I adore every one of my characters and am often lost in their world. When I do come back to reality, I love to spend time outdoors, baking, and hanging with my family. I totally lucked out and married my soulmate. My hope is that you will enjoy my books as much as me!
Sending you lots of love…and spankings, Shanna Handel
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October 8, 2016
HER BALANCING ACT
Book 3 of 3
Release date
OCTOBER 13th
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FIRST… THE TANTALIZER…
Quinlan might have been the hardest, toughest, O’Connor brother, but he has met his match…
Life for busy newlyweds Cheyenne and Quinlan is a balancing act at the best of times, but someone is trying to tip the scales against the young couple and the results could be devastating.
Quinlan O’Connor went on a quest to find and marry the love of his life, Cheyenne, and now they are deep in the challenges of creating a life together. Their days are full of new home, ranching, business building, and law enforcing. To top it off, they have decided to build a private BDSM club for people who enjoy a bit of kink in their lives joined by their closest friends.
Life is falling into a comfortable routine when Cheyenne takes on a new accounting client. Cheyenne is happy to land another big fish. As she begins the arduous task of cleaning and setting up the ranch’s neglected accounts, she finds discrepancies that she cannot ignore. The more she digs, the deeper the quagmire becomes until soon, its mysteries consume her days and nights. Her loving cowboy cop has something to say about the disruptions to their life and Cheyenne finds it difficult to be submissive when appropriate, keep her secrets when necessary, and stay safe when things get out of control.
Quinn prides himself on his ability to step back from Cheyenne’s chosen career allowing her to conduct that business as she sees fit. That is until someone vandalizes her home and ranch offices, her truck is tampered with causing a life threatening accident and more. He watches his bride go from fun loving to moody and avoidant. Unable to sit back any longer, his dominant nature emerges in full protective mode. He needs to save Cheyenne from forces both internal and external by using any means necessary. His vast arsenal includes enlisting his friends, family, an assortment of personal methods and implements at his disposal. He needs to reestablish the balance their life once had before they lose it all.
DISCLAIMER: This book contains the spanking of adult women, BDSM play and sexual scenes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.
SHE NEEDED TO RELEASE CONTROL AS MUCH AS HE NEEDED TO HAVE IT
And here is a little tease…
“You aren’t keeping the Spencer Spread as a client. Call him up and tell him.” He turned to wash his hands.
“Duly noted but I’m going to take on that account.” She began chopping the salad ingredients with a heavy hand.
He wiped his hands then reached over to stay her movements. “Cheyenne, is this going to be one of those times that I have to put my foot down?”
She sighed. “Quinlan, this is my business. You agreed I had full reign over my business.” She slipped out of his hold and whacked the tip of a carrot with concentrated intent.
Quinn reached over and took the knife. “I’m going to watch carefully, and if you begin to show signs of stress, we will have another discussion. I’m not happy that you’ve decided to go against me.”
Cheyenne backed away from the counter. Huffing in irritation, she turned to look at her husband and rolled her eyes, making another aggravated sound.
“Did you just roll your eyes at me?” She chose not to answer him but turned abruptly back to the salad reaching again for the knife he had put on the cutting board.
Leaning over her back, pinning her to the counter, he placed his mouth near her ear. “Did you also turn away from me?” He shook his head. “I think someone needs a refresher on how to be respectful to her dom, piscín.”
Her pulse that had stayed calm as they discussed the new client was suddenly thumping wildly. His lowered voice and physical nearness were kicking up her pussy response without regard for her mental disagreement. She forced herself to straighten.
“I’m just cooking your dinner while I try to work out the structure of my new account and placate my husband. I need to work to feel productive. This does it for me.” Her breathing became more labored, but her anger was also a companion emotion. She never considered that he would use her libido against her.
“Placate?” He caressed her well-covered breasts.
Sucking in a deep breath, holding it and blowing it out gave her more lucidity. She tried to push back, but he would not allow it. She tried another approach, offense.
“Suddenly, I need to defend my right to own a business. One that I had, I might point out, long before I had you. Now, either finish your own dinner or leave me to it.”
She picked up steam vocally as she issued the ultimatum and waited for his response. The threat, however, was made less intimidating with him pinning her to the counter and her body on fire. He stepped back and slid his hand up the skirt she had worn to sign her contract earlier in the day. She felt the pressure of his less dominant hand on her back. He caressed her backside. She wanted to moan. She wanted to say the hell with it all and play with her sexy husband. Cheyenne felt a shiver just before Quinlan slapped his right hand down hard.
“Ow.” She screeched and stamped her foot. “Yellow, sir. You can’t spank me because I don’t agree with you.”
He leaned down into her ear, “Well played, Piscín. Now I want some recreation tonight. After dinner is over, go take a shower and meet me downstairs. I have a new flogger to try, and if you’re good, I might even give you a good girl spanking.” He shrugged. “If you aren’t, I can do the naughty girl one just as well.”
He kissed the tender spot behind her ear and left to shower before dinner. She was already hot for that man. She needed relief and now it was all she could think of. Damn it. He had turned the tables on her.
September 30, 2016
“I am crazy”… For Rendered
RENDERED
(The Cass Chronicles Book 3)
by Susannah Shannon
Cass has gone from Chicago to Alaska and now Television called her back to Chicago and she brought Killian with her… of course!
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“Note to self, thought Cass, “Spanx don’t protect you from spanks…”
“Cass may be the cook, but Killian wields the wooden spoon.”
If you can’t stand the heat…
Cass and her beloved Killian are in Chicago filming her new cooking show. Being the star of her own TV show does not keep Cass Harper-Nelson from being herself which means she flies by the seat of her (often rather toasty) pants. Her wit and down-to-earth manner has her making new friends and embracing a former enemy when she goes head to head with an adversary from her past.
How does a conflicted, feisty submissive embrace all that life has to offer while dueling with Men’s Rights Activists? Trust her loving husband to make sure the beloved cook learns what happens when you jump out of the frying pan into the fire.
Friends from Slick Trench, Alaska, visit and a new venture is embraced. Rendered features all the love, heat, belly laughs and scrumptious recipes that are a feature of the Cass series.
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“I am crazy.”
He grinned. “Little bit. But hear this,” he said, putting a finger under her chin. “You’re
MY crazy. Mine. Bring me your laptop.”
She was irked by this. She wanted him to make a grand gesture—throw her over his lap
and force her to surrender by setting her bottom on fire. She handed him her laptop like a sulking
child. He did not appreciate this. He turned her and delivered one ferocious swat to her backside.
“Get in that corner. There’s no need for discussion at this point.”
She went. He was sexy, she’d give him that. Also an asshole, clueless and bossy. She
could hear him working on the laptop. She leaned her forehead against the wall and felt sorry for
herself. She wondered what he could be doing on it. She was imagining the lecture she had
coming. She’d been a bitch, she’d accused him of being willing to walk away from their
marriage, she’d accused him of oppressing her. The wall was cool on her skin—the wall of their
apartment. Their apartment in Chicago. Where they were for her career. Where Killian had
lovingly brought her. The sob caught in her throat. Her knees buckled and she caught herself
with her hands on the wall. She wasn’t sure of the rules. Would she get in trouble for moving?
Killian’s hand was on her shoulder. She hoped he would gather her to him but he did not. He
helped her sink to her knees. He helped support her as she bawled. He kept her in the corner.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I am just so confused and exhausted.”
“I know,” he said. “I’m going to help you. You stay here, you can sit if you want.” She
shifted to Indian style, fairly certain that all the rule books she had read about would say they were
doing it wrong. She nodded. She would do what he said.
“Now,” his voice was low. “I will always always always,” he rubbed her back as he said
this, “be your husband. No matter what. We will figure out how to do what we need to do, for us.
But…” There was always a “but” she thought ruefully—and it was always hers.
August 30, 2016
“You are already my wet dreams come to life.”
QUINLAN AND CHEYENNE’S STORY
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“Now that’s ridiculous.” She stood with her arms crossed over her breasts. Oddly, she felt her muff was covered well enough.
“No, what is ridiculous is that you think you’ve any influence over this now. You gave up your chance unless you’re playing your yellow card.”
He sent her to the corner with another searing smack to her bottom cheeks when she didn’t respond, and its message was acknowledged in her yelp and immediate reaching back to soothe her nates.
“Those hands are to be on the clothes not your ass, Cheyenne.”
She screeched her irritation but reached down and folded the clothing giving Quinn a perfect view of all the jewels in her buried treasure trove.
“Now what?” she asked standing up straight and placing her hands on her hips, bared breasts forgotten in her irritation.
“You’re a sassy minx tonight, aren’t you?” came his exasperated reply.
“No, I’m a frustrated, irritated, irate woman who is going to say this only one time. I hate doctors and no matter how angry you are at that, no matter how sick I get, I’m still not going to see a doctor if I don’t have to, and that’s my right.”
“Are you playing your yellow card?” “Yes. No.” She shook her head.
That was when she really noticed Quinn. She saw he wasn’t looking at the papers he had in front of him but was leaned back on the couch with one arm on the back, the other hand on the armrest propping his chin and right ankle sitting on the left knee.
He was everything she ever needed, and he deserved her everything. She looked at him cautiously. His facial expression was pained, as though he had a problem he was trying to puzzle out. She was his problem, as usual.
“Quinn?” She took a step out of the corner she was never really in, unsure what to do. “What’s wrong?”
“Turn around, cailín dána.” Cheyenne faltered, still unsure what to do with the unfamiliar sight of a nonplused, if not worried, Quinn.
“I’m sorry,” her hesitant voice said sweetly.
“I know, a lómhara, but I have to work this problem out. Turn around while I do that.”
“I want to help. Why won’t you let me help figure things out, whatever it is?” Cheyenne asked Quinn with a mixture of irritation and concern. “If I’m the problem, then I want to be part of the solution!”
“Right, then turn around.”
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About the Author:
Alyssa Bailey is a dyed in the wool Texan living in the beauty of Southeast Alaska with her husband, her youngest four (of eleven) children, two dogs and two cats. She lives where the sky meets the mountains, the mountains meet the ocean, and the wildlife frolic on land, sea, and air. People, the ultimate interlopers, are wedged in where allowed and are properly thankful for the privilege.
Her first memory of books was when her mother read to her as a small child. She began writing as soon as she could put letters together to form words. Her first story at the age of six was about a performing horse that ran away from the circus. As she got older and read more of a variety of books, she would say, “I can do better than that” and then rewrite them in her head. She was writing fanfiction before fanfiction was a ‘thing.’
In high school and college, she won journalism and special recognition for her academic and fictional writing. Alyssa is a firm believer in all things spanking. She loves writing about domestic discipline and power exchanges between strong, intelligent women who are not afraid to make a stand and men confident enough to give them their space but Alpha enough to keep his woman safe, in spite of herself. Her characters predominately live in Regency England amongst lords and ladies, in the contemporary realm amongst men and women of the world, and all things Cowboy.
Contact her, she loves to chat, and as always, have a Spankolicious day!
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Welcome Cowboy
Taming Texanna
Chase Abbey Series:
Lord Barrington’s Minx (book 1)
Becoming Lady Barrington (book 2)
Lady Caroline’s Defiance (book 3)
The O’Connor Series:
Liam & Jocelyn’s Story
Her Sweet Complication (Book 1)
Liam’s Lessons (Book 2)
Loving Liam (Book 3)
Ciarán and Katherine’s Story
His Gentle Persuasion (Book 1)
Rancher’s Creed (Book 2)
Katie Consents (Book 3)
Quinlan and Cheyenne’s Story
Quinlan’s Quest
Accepting His Ways
A Balancing Act (Fall 2016)
