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H is for Hotel Shenanigans #SpankA2Z #spanking

Welcome to day 8 of the Spanking A - Z Challenge!


H is for Hotel Shenanigans


In Report for Punishment , Sarah and Craig are both back in their hometown for the holidays, and staying with friends and relatives makes it difficult to find some alone time. Good thing there are hotels, right?

excerpt:

Leave it to traffic and a statistically ridiculous number of red lights to make me late. When I pulled up to the hotel, the clock on the dashboard read 12:01. I ran inside, past the check-in counter, and into an empty elevator.

I scurried down the second floor hallway seconds later, frantically searching for room 256. At last I found it, all the way at the end of the hallway and quite secluded from the other rooms. An unnumbered door rested nearby, but I suspected it was a housekeeping closet. Grinning, I wondered how Craig had managed to not only secure a room when the hotel was supposedly all booked up, but a private room at that.

I knocked, and the door flung open.

“Reporting for punishment.” I smiled and dipped into a curtsy. “Sir.”

“You’re four minutes late, young lady.”

I flushed. “I know. I – I’m sorry.”

He grinned and beckoned me into his arms. I entered the room and walked into his embrace. The two of us, alone, at long last.

“I’m happy to see you, Sarah Jane. We’ll deal with your tardiness soon enough.” Warm puffs of his breath hit my ear, and I sighed contently and rubbed my cheek against his soft flannel shirt. He kissed the top of my head and reached around me to shut the door. Next he locked it with the deadbolt. He helped me take off my coat and hung it on a rack.

Anticipation hummed through me, and I clasped his hand and squeezed. “I enjoyed the list. And the letter. I never knew you could be so . . . creative.”

He smirked. “My creativity has a time limit, I’m afraid. Two hours.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“I rented this room by the hour.”

Eyes wide, I gawked up at him and tried to process his meaning. “You’re telling me this hotel rents rooms by the hour? Impossible. I’ve never heard of such a thing. This isn’t a sleazy place.” A ski resort was located five miles north of town, and many out of town skiers decided to stay in town rather than at the resort to save a few bucks. It was the reason the two hotels in town filled up so quickly around the holidays.

“Check out time is at eleven. Check in time is at three. Our visit isn’t on the books.”

I giggled. “Whatever did you tell the people at the desk when you called?”

“That my naughty girlfriend needed a good spanking and I needed a room for an hour or two.”

blurb:

Part One: The last thing Sarah expects when she comes home for the holidays is to find a card carrying spanko staying in her old bedroom. She hasn’t seen Craig in years and tries to ignore her renewed feelings for her childhood crush, who happens to be all grown up now. Resistance proves futile though, when he’s suddenly scolding her, calling her young lady, and paddling her bare bottom bright red for getting sassy with him.

The magic of the holidays, as well as their mutual love for all things spanking, bring Sarah and Craig closer than ever. But New Year’s is fast approaching and everyone will be going home soon. Can they make a long distance relationship work, or will the attempt only lead to more heartache for Sarah?

Part Two: Newlyweds Craig and Sarah Jane are trying to enjoy their first few months as husband and wife, but a series of strange break-ins in their new neighborhood puts a strain on their relationship. Craig expects his wife to obey his safety rules, but she rebels when his overprotective ways get under her skin. Her rebellion earns her a soundly spanked bottom on more than one occasion.
Sarah Jane loves her husband and the dynamic of their domestic discipline relationship, but obeying is hard when Craig won’t even let her join the new neighborhood watch, even though many of the other neighborhood women volunteer. She is certain the vandal on the loose isn’t a terrible danger, probably just a teenager causing some mischief. Craig disagrees and insists she remain vigilant while he’s at work and not do anything foolish to put herself in danger.

The neighborhood watch seems to keep the vandal away and all is quiet for a few weeks, until Sarah spots someone lurking behind the bushes in her backyard, and the man she witnesses stealthily crawling over fences is no stranger!

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G is for Guest Blog: Rachel's Journey by Kelly Dawson

Welcome to day 7 of the Spanking A to Z Challenge!


G is for Guest Blog: Rachel's Journey by Kelly Dawson


Blurb:  Rachel was such a loser. Growing up with Tourette's Syndrome has taught her that. Who could possibly want someone who contorted their faces in bizarre twitches or snorted at random? Not even Mike, the man who had promised he loved her, had been able to put up with it. She broke up with him when she caught him cheating on her during their great overseas experience, promptly flying back home to hide and lick her wounds. James was the manager for the 850 acre farm she and her brother Simon had inherited.  She liked James. He'd always treated her nicely, like an honorary little sister, and she'd had a crush on him forever. Not that she could ever tell him. She wasn't going to set herself up for rejection ever again.
But when it seems that someone is out to harm her, can she count on James to come to her rescue?
Set in rural New Zealand, this epic romance will thrill you and keep you captivated, enchant you with charming detail and inspire you, as learning to overcome adversity ultimately is Rachel's Journey.

Excerpt:  The first time James spanks Rachel
            With one hand pressed firmly between her shoulder blades holding her down, he used the other hand to smack her butt, hard.
            “Ow!” Rachel shrieked. Even through her jeans the smack had hurt! James smacked her twice more, even harder. “Ow! Get off me you brute!” Rachel shrieked again. She struggled to get free and kicked out at his shins, but he held her down easily, ignored her yells, and continued to spank her butt ferociously, his large work-roughened hand covering most of her bottom with each smack and the force of the blows jarring her whole body.
            After another seven or eight whacks James let her up, but he stood in front of her, blocking her escape with his body. As Rachel stood up, she glared at James, daggers shooting from her eyes.
            James knew that if looks could kill, he’d be shrivelling up and disappearing through the ground right about now.  But that didn’t stop him from continuing the lecture he’d started earlier. He found his best scolding voice. “You are a brat. Why don’t you care about your personal safety? Or, come to think of it, the personal safety of anyone else who might be unlucky enough to be on the road at the same time as you?”
            Rachel shrugged again. “I suck, ok? I don’t care about my safety because I don’t care about me! I thought you would have figured that out by now!”
            James grabbed her by the shoulders and gave her a gentle shake, looking intently into her eyes. “No you do not suck. Why do you keep talking like that?”

Buy Links:  Blushing Books: http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=3380&welcome=1
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Rachels-Journey-Kelly-Dawson-ebook/dp/B00YSOR71Y/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1433363438&sr=1-1&keywords=Rachel%27s+Journey+by+Kelly+Dawson

Author Bio:  Kelly Dawson loves anything to do with horses, rodeos and cowboys, and loves to get lost in a good book - preferably a rural romance where a strong woman falls in love with a ruggedly-handsome, tough but gentle cowboy, and these are the types of characters who feature in the stories she writes. Only in Kelly’s books, the cowboys are even better because they spank!
She lives literally at the bottom of the world in the South Island of New Zealand, with her husband, four kids, a dog and a cat.
 
Author’s Note about Rachel’s Journey:  Rachel’s Journeyis very close to my heart. Like Rachel, I too, have Tourette’s Syndrome. I have tried to portray what it is like to live with this neurological disorder, and while Tourette’s affects everyone differently so each person’s experience is unique, it is my personal experience, how Tourette’s affects me, that is told in Rachel’s Journey. In some ways, Rachel’s Journey is my biography, only fictionalised. Rachel’s circumstances are nothing like my own, but in all the ways that matter, Rachel is me.
Social Media Links:  I can be found all over the web. Check me out here:
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F is for Furbabies #SpankA2Z

Welcome to day 6 of the Spanking A to Z Challenge!


F is for Furbabies

Meet our furbabies, Missy (white dog) and Daisy (our newest addition).

     Going from a one dog family to a two dog family was a big step, but Daisy is fitting in nicely. She's also growing like a little beast! Missy has finally decided to accept her as one of the pack too, and no longer minds if Daisy snuggles up to her on her favorite chair. What kind of pets do you have?

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E is for Eggplant Casserole #SpankA2Z

Welcome to day 5 of the Spanking A-Z Challenge!

  E is for Eggplant Casserole  I love meat. Steak. Chicken. Bacon. Yum. But I do have a few very good friends who are vegetarians, so when they come over for dinner, I try my best to accommodate them. Today I'm sharing the recipe for Eggplant Casserole that I sometimes make. Everyone always loves it...and it's the only vegetarian dish my husband will eat for dinner. Strangely enough, I discovered this recipe over 10 years ago while waiting for my first child to arrive. I was two days late, very uncomfortable, and totally desperate to go into labor, and while perusing the Internet for natural ways to induce labor, I came across this recipe: Scalini's Labor-Inducing Eggplant Parmesan The eggplant casserole didn't kick start labor as I'd hoped, but I did end up discovering the most delicious eggplant dish I've ever tasted, so it all worked out, I suppose.  Visit other authors and bloggers participating in #SpankA2Z:

D is for Double Alien #SpankA2Z #scifi #romance #KindleUnlimited

Welcome to day 4 of the Spanking A-Z Challenge!

 
D is for Double Alien

A few weeks ago, I released a short story called Double Alien under the name Sue Mercury. It's the third book in my Reestrian Mates series, and all the stories in this series are available for 99 cents or free with Kindle Unlimited.


excerpt:

After several minutes of circling Leann’s attacker and growling, Dom broke the silence. “We also claim this human female. She is to belong to us.”

What? Her heart skipped a beat. Was he serious? If Taj and Dom won this fight, would she truly belong to them?

Her attacker bared his teeth and snarled. “I saw her first. The female is mine.”

The hell I am. Leann once again tried to edge into the crowd, but it was like trying to slip through a stone wall.

Taj’s gaze shifted to her before his eyes once again locked on his opponent. “My brother and I challenge you for this human female.” Confidence filled his booming voice.

Leann didn’t want any harm to come to Taj or Dom, but that didn’t stop her from worrying about what would happen if they won. Oh, how a stroll outside the palace walls had changed the course of her future drastically. She’d wanted to get some good material for her book, but she hadn’t intended to learn about Reestrian mating practices so up close and personally.

The air crackled with tension. Someone behind her yanked the branch out of her hands, and the crowd pushed her forward a few steps. Though no one behind her spoke, she understood their silent instruction. You must watch.

Her attacker roared and bounded for Dom. The two Reestrians threw punches while Taj positioned himself in front of her, catching her eyes for another brief moment. She gave him her most apologetic look. Didn’t he realize she hadn’t meant for this to happen? Didn’t they all know this was a terrible mistake?


blurb:

When Dr. Leann Walters is offered a deal to write a book about Reestrian culture, she jumps at the chance to travel to the alien planet and spend a whole month immersed in their society. Of course, finishing her research will be difficult with Taj and Dom trailing her every move and tempting her resolve to remain single. The huge, muscular Reestrian twins have been assigned as her personal guides and protectors during her stay in Galattak Clan. And protect her they do. When she finds herself accosted by a large Reestrian male, they fight for the right to claim her as theirs and whisk her to the safety of their mountainside home.

Though the heat of the battle causes Taj and Dom to finally experience their mating urge, they promise not to touch Leann unless she’s willing. Their first priority is to keep her hidden from other males intent on stealing her away. She’s now considered a “prize mate” and it’s only a matter of time before others arrive to challenge Taj and Dom…. unless they mate with her first. She’s intelligent and confident, quite tall for a human female and deliciously curvy, and both brothers ache to join with her in a lasting mating bond. They were drawn to her even before their mating fever burned hot and believe she’s their perfect match. Problem is, their stubborn human ward still needs a little convincing…

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The complete Reestrian Mates series:

Step Alien
Sweet Alien
Double Alien
Boss Alien
Savage Alien (coming later this month!)


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C is for Cane #SpankA2Z #spanking @CaraBristol

It's day 3 of the Spanking A-Z Challenge! Please welcome Cara Bristol as my guest today.



C is for Cane

By Cara Bristol

A cane is slender rod made of rattan, bamboo, nylon or fiberglass used in BDSM play. A small flick of the wrist can cause quite intense pain. A cane is considered one of the more severe implements and is not recommended for beginners—either for the bottom/submissive or the top/Dominant. The wielder of the cane needs to be experienced and know what he/she is doing or he/she can cause severe injury.

See a cane employed here. Notice how the guy flinches with the slightest flick of the Domme’s wrist. I named the Rod and Cane Society after this implement, and I think name might have scared off a few readers from the spanking romance series because of the severity of the name. I wanted it to sound like an old boys’ sporting club, like Fin and Feather.  In retrospect, I probably should have called Rod and Cane something like the Paddle Society. My characters have used a lot of different implements in series (a wood & leather paddles, hairbrushes, belts, wooden spoons), but until Irresistible Attractions, never a cane.
In the Rod and Cane books, the heroes tend to be experienced spankers while the heroines are usually new to spanking and domestic discipline. In Irresistible Attractions , heroine Hannah Laurie is not only inexperienced, she’s young—a month shy of her 21st birthday. But she’s fascinated by spanking. Alone in the Rod and Cane mansion one night, she decides to try out the spanking implements—and selects, of all things, a cane.
An excerpt from Irresistible Attractions
Through the gap, a flash of movement caught his attention, and he yanked back the curtains.
“Holy shit!” Crouched on a spanking bench, Hannah pulled up her skirt and mooned him through the two-way. What a gorgeous ass she had. So very spankable, she proceeded to do just that—she slapped herself. Through the audio system, he could hear the smack. After several light spanks, she scurried to the implement wall, grabbed a cane of all things, and reseated herself.
He felt like the worst sort of Peeping Tom, mesmerized by the little cleaner girl’s delectable derriere and guilty expression of pleasure. Her strikes were too tentative to cause any damage or leave marks, but her sassy giggle shot straight to his cock as if she’d licked him. “You’re such a naughty girl,” she scolded herself.
Good intentions crashed. He depressed the button on the intercom. “Yes, you are a naughty girl,” he said into the mic.
Hannah screamed. The cane flew out of her hand, and she vaulted off the apparatus with an Olympic dismount worthy of the gold if he ever saw one. He released the button and roared with laughter.
Still chuckling, he drew the drapes, locked the room, and went to confront her.
She’s too young.
All the more reason to teach the curious little miss a lesson. Maybe he rationalized his actions, but she didn’t seem quite as young as she had an hour ago.
Hannah stood across the room, hands clasped to her chest, her face pinker than her curvy bottom was going to be. Doing his best not to laugh, he affected a frown. “Is this what you do when you’re supposed to be working?”
“I’m sorry. So sorry.” She twisted her hands. “I-I’ve never…t-this was the first t-time. I’ll never do it again, I p-promise.”
Jordan picked up the cane she’d dropped. On the more severe side of the implement family, the cane wasn’t for newbies. He replaced it on the wall. “Have you ever been spanked? I mean, other than the one you gave yourself?”
Pink deepened to crimson, and she shook her head.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t hear you,” he said.
“No.”
“Excuse me?”
“No, sir.” She focused on his shirt button.
“That’s better.” The response he’d sought shot straight to his groin. “Did you like spanking yourself?”
“I don’t know,” she mumbled.
“It’s considered polite to look at someone when he addresses you.”
Her lovely brown eyes swam with tears, and he almost relented. She had been goofing off on the job, the equivalent of skateboarding down the hallway, but he had no wish to cause her true distress or for her to develop a negative association with spanking.
Jordan approached her, stopped a few feet short of touching her. “I ask again. Did you enjoy it? Tell the truth.”
She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth.
“Hannah?” Her name came out on a growl.
A slight nod. “Yes, sir.”
“What should happen to someone who plays when she should be working?” he asked.
“I guess you should r-report me t-to Tidy Titans.”
“Is that what you want?”
“No, sir.”
“Perhaps we can agree on an alternative.”
“Like what?”
He shifted his gaze to the wall of implements.
“A spanking?” she squeaked.
Irresistible Attractions blurb
College student Hannah Laurie works nights for a cleaning service. Among its clients is the Rod and Cane Society, an organization of domestic discipline practitioners. As she cleans the mansion headquarters, she becomes fascinated by the idea of being spanked. One evening, she surrenders to the impulse to try out the equipment in the secret disciplinary chamber.
Billionaire cybersecurity magnate Jordan Bevy, Rod and Cane’s disciplinary proctor, ensures the rules of the organization are followed to a T. Using the disciplinary chamber for personal pleasure is strictly forbidden. But when he catches the shy little cleaner girl trying out the equipment, what’s a fellow to do but bend the rules and give her a hand?
Everything seems like fun and games, until their relationship deepens and their respective worlds collide and clash. Can a lowly cleaner girl ever find acceptance in her boyfriend’s monied world?
All Rod and Cane novels can be read as stand-alones.
Amazon  | Amazon UK | Amazon AU |  Amazon CA
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Author Bio
Cara Bristol continues to evolve, adding new subgenres of erotic romance to her repertoire. She has written spanking romance, contemporary romance, paranormal, and science fiction romance. No matter what the genre, one thing remains constant: her emphasis on character-driven seriously hot erotic stories with sizzling chemistry between the hero and heroine. Cara has lived many places in the United States, but currently lives in Missouri with her husband. She has two grown stepkids. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading and traveling.
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B is for Book Spotlight: Reunion by Maggie Ryan #SpankA2Z #spanking

Welcome to day 2 of the Spanking A-Z Challenge!



B is for Book Spotlight

Reunion by Maggie Ryan

blurb:

In this, the third book of the best-selling Hunter’s Ridge series, twin sisters, Louisa and Lucy, are looking forward to reuniting after several months apart. Though they correspond regularly, letters are nothing compared to being together, sharing their lives, and whispering their secrets to one another.

Anticipation has caused both to be naughtier than usual—but their husbands, who are also very strict Papas, have no hesitation in reminding them what happens when their Little brides test the rules.

After a very educational evening visit to Miss Eleanor Summers' school, Louisa’s eyes are opened to what might be if she continues her bratty ways—and her attitude is quickly adjusted. Lord Edward Wintercrest has not only taken possession of an intriguing box from Eleanor to share with his best friend and Lucy’s Papa, Lord Lucas Huntington, he has also ensured that the long carriage ride to Hunter’s Ridge will offer his precious little lady comfort and distraction from boredom.

Lucas’ family is excited about the upcoming visit as they prepare for the holidays and the final ball of the season. And Lord Stefan Northbridge is not one to sit idly aside when there is a chance to do a bit of matchmaking. Will Franny be able to trust another suitor after her narrow escape from the clutches of Lord Drakemore?

Is Ettie ready to put away her childhood toys as she enters the grown-up world, or is she looking for a man far more like her brother than Lucas realizes?

Only a few things are certain: no matter what the future holds for the others at Hunter’s Ridge, both Lucy and Louisa will continue to be cherished and coddled by their husbands—and their Papas will always be there to remind them of their vows to submit. With their unwavering love for these precious women, and unfaltering attention to their backsides whenever they step out of line, this reunion exceeds both sisters' expectations.

Once again, Maggie Ryan, the queen of Victorian ageplay erotica, combines love, friendship, humor, and delicious scenes of discipline and lust to tell a story that is as heartwarming as it is sexy.


excerpt:

As she turned to obey, Lucas couldn't help but smile. It was a dichotomy of innocence and guilt. From the front, she looked like a properly dressed young lady. However, the moment she turned, her bare bottom was presented, and he could see she was clenching and unclenching the plump globes. She returned to stand before him, the heavy wooden brush in her hand. Lifting it, she held it out to him.

"I'm sorry, Papa." Her voice was soft. "I shouldn't have gone outside. I shouldn't have gone to the barn. It was wrong."

"Yes, it was," Lucas agreed as he took the brush, and used his free hand to take one of hers, guiding her down across his knee. Lifting his other leg, he crossed both of hers in a silent communication that the spanking was going to be having her kicking her legs unless they were contained. "Give me your hands."

Once her hands were behind her back, he gripped them in one of his. "Let's heat this bottom up, shall we?" He didn't expect an answer and didn't wait for one. Placing the brush on the table by the chair, he began with his hand.

Smack…smack…smack… resounded again and again as his palm connected to her backside. He continued, each smack crisp and distinct as he covered the entire surface of her bottom, not pausing until her skin was flushed pink and her soft mews had turned into louder moans. Picking up the brush, he rubbed it against her flesh. "I am extremely disappointed in you. You were well aware of what I meant, and yet tried to twist my words around to justify your actions. You knew that when the weather clears, I would escort you to see Delilah. Instead, you made a conscious decision to disobey your Papa. A decision that might have had horrid consequences if Diablo had got away from Jasper. I will not tolerate deliberate disobedience, Lucille."

"I'm so sorry, Papa."

"Then let this lesson remind you what happens to little girls who don't wish to be obedient." The brush lifted and landed with a solid thwack, bouncing off her bottom, leaving a white oval that quickly turned red. Thwack…thwack…thwack…thwack…

Each stroke left its mark, her bottom quickly turning from pink to red, her tears flowing as she began to wail and sob. The brush delivered a much harder stroke than his hand, and her bottom was soon bucking and churning over his lap.

"Be still, Lucille. Prove you are sorry by accepting your paddling. Relax your buttocks and push your naughty bottom up for your Papa," he said.

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From the Author:

I have been writing stories as long as I can remember. I am an author with Blushing Books. I enjoy writing both contemporary erotica as well as historical books set in ages past. I love developing characters that are able to tell their own stories. My heroines are multi-faceted women who are strong, intelligent and capable in their own right but find a deep need to share their lives with those strong, sexy and dominant alpha males that capture their hearts. My heros recognize the gift of submission for the gift it is, loving and protecting the women that offer that gift. I enjoy sweet, romantic stories with just a taste of domestic discipline as well as one that explore the harsher D/S lifestyle. I also enjoy writing age-play stories set both in Victorian era where women didn't have a great deal of power in their lives as well as in today's present time where women still find their happiness is greatly enhanced in offering the gift of submission. My hope is that you settle back in your favorite chair and allow my books to entertain you and let you escape into another world.

Please feel free to contact me at: maggie.ryan.writes@gmail.com as I'd love to hear from you.

I'd appreciate it if you'd leave a review on Amazon as well as reviews not only help inform other potential readers about books that you have enjoyed, they serve to help me strive to become a better writer. I so appreciate every reader and wish you Happy Reading!

Visit Maggie’s Website:

http://maggieryanauthor.blogspot.com/

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A is for Auction #SpankA2Z #spanking

Welcome to the first day of the Spanking A-Z Challenge Blog Hop!

 A is for Auction
I enjoy reading books that depict the heroine getting auctioned off for one reason or another. Maybe it’s for a charity ball, or maybe she’s been kidnapped, or maybe she's been sentenced to a lifetime of servitude. All's well that ends well though, because the heroines undoubtedly find love, or at least some measure of happiness (and kinkiness!) with their new masters. I’ve listed a few books that have auctions in them:
1. All the books from the When the Gavel Falls collection by Maren Smith, Tabitha Black, Darling Adams, Maggie Ryan, and Abbie Adams
2. The Auction by Kitty Thomas
3. Commander’s Slave by Sue Lyndon
4. Theirs to Take by Natasha Knight
5. Say You Love Me by Johanna Lindsey
6. The Virgin’s Auction by Amelia Hart ***I know I missed about a million books with auctions in them! Let me know what books I missed! (Please note: Later in the month, I'm doing a separate post for books where the heroine gets sold in a non-auction situation)*** An excerpt from Commander's Slave:  The day of the auction had arrived. The midday sun beat down on Betsy’s arms and breasts. Dizzy and drenched in sweat, she licked her dry lips and pressed a manacled hand to her empty stomach, too hungry and hot to care anymore about her nakedness. The weight of the iron bands dug into her wrists. Her head dropped and she swayed, but she was jostled into wakefulness as the line of condemned slaves ahead of her moved forward, all of them naked with their wrists bound. Tracking devices had been implanted in all the humans as they exited the Merrina, vanquishing her dreams of escape. She was the last in line and had stood in the sweltering heat for hours in the middle of the alien town. Her ears rang with the shouts of the crowd, the huge Kall men waving bags filled with rattling coins. For a race so technologically advanced, they were quite primitive. Even on the battlefield, they preferred primitive methods. They used their technology to disable all human weapons—from guns to ground weapons to air defense—and then swooped down in their ships with swords drawn and axes swinging. She recalled a video she’d seen on the Internet from the first few minutes of their invasion, with American soldiers attempting to shoot at an advancing army of Kall only to discover their artillery wouldn’t fire. The Kall then hacked them to pieces with their primitive yet deadly weapons. It wasn’t long before world leaders, including her father, began discussing a surrender. The line moved again and she stepped forward, staring at the back of the human man in front of her. About a dozen people remained ahead of her, waiting to be auctioned off to the highest bidder. She dared a glance at the crowd and shuddered when a large Kall with long black hair made a crude face at her, wagging his tongue in what could only be considered a sexual advance. Her eyes widened when he held up a money bag and pointed at her Ice filled her veins as she stared at the awful man. She shook her head, trying to recover from her shock, trying not to feel disgust as his gaze moved over her naked flesh. She shot him a hateful look before returning her attention to the line. A woman with long brown hair tangled in knots stepped up on the auction block, and the auctioneer danced and hollered on the podium as the bidding commenced. Two distinctive voices rose from the crowd, two Kall men caught in a bidding war that lasted several minutes. Betsy shut her eyes as another wave of nausea swept over her, and she held her breath and prayed she didn’t become ill. She’d need her strength. The next four auctions passed quickly, all men. Her stomach lurched when the man in front of her wobbled up to the block, his hands shaking as he climbed the stone steps. Sweat trickled down his bony, bent back. The auctioneer pointed to the sickly man as foreign words tumbled from his mouth, until finally the crowd offered a handful of bids. The auction lasted less than a minute. She watched wide-eyed as the crowd parted and the winning bidder appeared to grab his slave by the arm, leading him off to his new life. She was next. Commander's Slave links: Amazon US * Amazon UK * Barnes and Noble  Thanks for stopping by! Please visit the other authors and bloggers participating in the #SpankA2Z Challenge:

Tell Me by Ashe Barker #bdsm #erotic #romance

Ashe Barker is here today to talk about her hot new release, Tell Me. Please give her a warm welcome!
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Hi Sue, and thank you for inviting me over today to chat a little about my latest release. Tell Me is available on Amazon and is one of my favourite stories ever. It was such fun to write, and working with Baronet Press has been a blast too. I absolutely love the cover.

Tell Me is about secrets. It’s about a woman who tries to bury her submissive nature, only letting that side of her out to play when she thinks no one will ever find out. In real life, she is another person entirely. Or so she thinks.

Her Dom has other ideas, and when Thea’s separate worlds collide Tony knows just how to deal with it. He is not about to let her scurry away and hide any more, but will his stern discipline be too much for Thea’s fragile self-confidence to deal with?

Tell Me is about trust, and about breaking down barriers. It is a story of boundaries, and of acceptance. Most of all it is about claiming the freedom to be who we want to be.

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Here’s the back cover stuff…

Tell me, Thea.

After months of frequenting her local BDSM club, Thea has found what every submissive dreams of, the perfect Dom. He understands every gasp and shiver of her response and gives her exactly what she craves. He pushes her limits, takes her to the edge and then holds her while she floats back to reality. He knows every inch of her body in intimate detail, but nothing else about her at all. Though he tries to delve into her personal life, he respects her wishes when she refuses. Thea feels compelled to keep her ‘real’ life separate from anything that happens on the BDSM scene, it's the only way she can exist.

Tony is bewitched from the first moment he lays eyes on his perfect little sub at The Wicked Club. Months of scening with her only makes him crave more. But any pressure for information about her private life has her scurrying away like a frightened kitten. He needs to keep his cool and take it slow in order not to scare her away.

That is until a twist of fate lands Thea in Mr Tony diMarco's office and her worlds collide. Her perfect Dom is sitting behind the desk at her new job. It's too much and she refuses to mix her personal and professional lives. But Tony won't take no for an answer. He needs Thea Richmond in his bed and in his office and he is determined to have his way.

Thea is reluctant to blur the lines, but it’s becoming more and more difficult to maintain her well-ordered existence. Will she trust her Dom to push her to the edge like he always does? Or will she risk losing the man she has come to love?


And of course, here’s a steamy excerpt to get you in the mood.

“Sir, stop… Please, I can’t…” Thea allowed her head to drop backwards, dislodging the loose knot her Dom had fashioned in her hair at the start of their scene. It tumbled down her back in dark waves, a light caress against her shoulders, tender from the lash of the flogger. She hissed in a sharp breath, battling to ride the waves of exquisite agony shooting in a direct line from her clamped nipples to her clit.

The relentless flogging paused. Thea gasped, dragging in precious oxygen during this brief lull. A few seconds, just a few sweet moments would be enough for her to regroup and be ready to continue.

“Sir stop? Since when was that a safe word, girl?” Thea’s pussy clenched at the low, rich tone of the man behind her, as he leaned forward now to murmur the words right into her ear. He had a unique quality in his voice, some special timbre which seemed to resonate right through her soul. She could never say no to him.

“It isn’t. I mean, I don't want to stop, I apologise, Sir.”

“Tell me, Thea.” He reached around her to cup her breasts in his hands, briefly relieving the tension created by the nipple clamps gripping each of her swollen nubs. Thea sighed in relief, loving the intimacy of this moment, the certainty that he knew, without her even needing to tell him, that she was close to her limit.

Except she had told him. She had asked him to stop, though not in the customary manner, the manner guaranteed to bring a scene to a shuddering halt. If she’d uttered her safe word her Dom would have released her from the restraints which held her suspended from the beam across the ceiling in the dungeon. There would be no questions asked, she would be whisked straight into the aftercare suite. There she would be wrapped in a blanket and snuggled up to his warm solid body before she could say ball gag.

Thea hadn’t said ‘red’; but through her tone, her body language, he knew anyway.

Tony always knew.

“I just need a moment, Sir. Oh, that feels good.” Thea allowed her head to rest against her Dom’s shoulder as he massaged her breasts, his fingers gentle against her delicate, sensitive skin. For several more seconds he caressed her, drawing her back into the scene, back under his spell. He seemed to know the exact moment she was his again.

“We continue?”

“Yes, Sir. Please,”



More about me:

I’ve been an avid reader of fiction for many years, erotic and other genres. I still love reading, the hotter the better. But now I have a good excuse for my guilty pleasure – research. I tend to draw on my own experience to lend colour, detail and realism to my plots and characters. An incident here, a chance remark there, a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can spark a story idea. When not writing – which is not very often these days - my time is divided between my role as resident taxi driver for my teenage daughter, and caring for a menagerie of dogs, rabbits, tortoises.  And a very grumpy cockatiel. I have twenty four (at the last count) titles on general release with publishers on both sides of the Atlantic, and I have several more in the pipeline. All my books feature BDSM. I write explicit stories, always hot, but they offer far more than just sizzling sex. I like to read about complex characters, and compelling plots, so that’s what I write too. Strong, demanding Doms are a given, often paired with new submissives who have a lot to learn. I have a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keep thinking of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a lot more from me. I love to hear from readers. You can find me on my blog, and on the Totally Bound site. I’m on Facebook, and twitter and now on Tsu as well. I’m on Pinterest too, and Goodreads

Book Spotlight: The Alpha's Hunger by Renee Rose #paranormal #spanking #romance

Renee Rose is visiting today with an excerpt from her hot new release, The Alpha's Hunger, a #1 Amazon bestseller in paranormal erotica!


The Alpha's Hunger excerpt:

Kicking off her panties, which were now tangled around her ankles, she padded to the bathroom and pushed open the door.

The shower curtain stood open and Ben leaned against the tile wall of the stall, eyes closed, his fist closed around the largest cock she’d ever seen. The muscles in his sculpted chest and arm rippled as he pumped his manhood with an urgency that made her light-headed. She watched for a moment, transfixed by the sight. But then confusion clouded her exhausted brain. Did he not want her? Why was he in here taking care of his own needs without her? Insecurity crept in and she started to back out of the bathroom, ready to pretend she’d never seen it, when his eyes opened and their gazes tangled. His eyes glowed amber, his dark lashes rimming the gold and making them pop. She saw anguish in his face.

She took a breath and stepped forward. “May I join you?”

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“Get out,” he gritted through clenched teeth.

She flinched but didn’t move. “I’d like to help you with that,” she said, her eyes flicking to his aching cock. Her nipples stood out in pebbled tips, her naked form almost too beautiful to take in.

He bit back the groan of longing that rose in his throat. His vision was razor-sharp, teeth elongating. He took several breaths to get control. “Get out,” he croaked. “You’re playing with fire.”

“Maybe I like fire,” she said softly, taking another step forward.

“Ashley,” he bit out, “You don’t know what I would do to you.”

“What would you do?” Her gaze was soft, swimming in desire. Soft waves of rich brown hair fell in around her flushed face, and the blue eyes were almost all pupil. Jesus, that look...his flesh prickled with needles and pins, the need to mark her overtaking him. He imagined claiming her, taking her roughly from behind as he sank his teeth into her…

He gripped his cock, squeezing it hard as he pumped his fist up and down. Jesus Christ. He’d never been so out of control before. His climax came like a torpedo, shuddering through him. He shot his load onto the tile, his cum hot where it splattered on his hand and thigh.

Ashley stared, her blue eyes huge. She dragged her tongue across her lower lip, sending him into a second blinding orgasm. When it passed, he leaned against the shower wall, his knees weak. “Get out!” he barked.

She froze, looking uncertain.

“Go,” he said, panting to regain his breath.

Her face flushed and he knew he’d hurt her, but he couldn’t help it. She had no idea what would happen if he let his animal self loose with her. She’d be marked within seconds, possibly bleed to death, and if she survived, she’d be mated to a loser wolf with a death threat hanging over his head. Which meant she’d never be safe again.

“I’m sorry,” she mumbled as she turned and slipped out the door without looking back.

He closed his eyes in frustration. He was such a jackass. He punched the shower wall beside him, cracking the tile. The pain eased a little of the need pulsing through him. The orgasm had only brought him the mildest relief. The pressure to claim the intoxicating female in the next room still pulsed beneath the surface. It was going to be a long night.


The Alpha’s Hunger blurb:

When she took a short rest on the floor of her cubicle while working late, the last thing Ashley Bell expected was to wake up with the company’s notoriously hard-assed owner and CEO, Ben Stone, standing over her. The offer of a ride home is a bigger surprise, but the biggest shock of all comes when Ben asks her to work for him as his personal assistant.

Despite some misgivings about his intentions, Ashley accepts the position, but she has barely started the job when a phone call turns her life on its head. Her twin sister has been kidnapped, and the price for her life is Ashley’s help in a secret plot to destroy Ben’s company. But she soon discovers that Ben has a far more terrifying secret of his own.

From the moment he first crossed paths with Ashley, the beautiful young human from marketing, Ben has been consumed by her. When her life is threatened by his enemies he casts aside caution and fights with the rage of a beast defending his mate. Not sure he can trust her, yet determined to protect her, Ben kidnaps Ashley, planning to keep her under his watch for as long as necessary.

Ashley is none too happy with the situation, but a hard bare-bottom spanking changes her attitude… and leaves her begging for more. Though Ben knows a human girl is no match for the fearsome lusts of an alpha wolf, she ignites in him a hunger he can barely contain. Can he resist the urge to mark her as his own and take her harder than she can imagine?

Publisher’s Note: The Alpha’s Hunger contains spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.


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Renee Rose is a naughty author and kinkster who loves writing about hot alpha males, Dominance/submission and power exchanges. Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, her books are all centered around kink. She also writes BDSM under the name Darling Adams. Sign up to receive word of her new releases here. You can also connect with her on:

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