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June 12, 2013
Spankos who don't like being spanked
I know you're out there-- those who like the IDEA of being spanked, but not actually BEING spanked? I'm talking about that phenomenon over at Natasha Knight's blog. I forgot to put a call for comments, but let me know if you're one of that breed...
http://www.natasha-knight.com/2/post/...?
http://www.natasha-knight.com/2/post/...?
June 9, 2013
Too legit, too legit to quit - check me out in USA Today's HEA section
OMG, imagine my excitement today when Patricia Green Facebooked me to say that the The Westerfield Affair, as well as her new book Correcting Kathy were featured in USA Today's Happily Ever After section! I feel like I'm finally legitimate!
You know, spanking fiction is the red-headed stepchild of erotica. Even BDSM is way cooler. I was talking to Laurie Schnebly Campbell, a romance writer who teaches online courses through Writer U. I asked her if she thought I'd be welcome at a Romance Writer's of America local meeting. She told me that ten years ago, all of erotica that was considered to be second-class, but now they are just one of the crowd. She thought in another ten years, it would be the same for spanking fiction. Then she very sweetly offered to go to a meeting with me my first time, the next time she visited my town (how sweet is that?). I still haven't gone, but I did join the national chapter. Little by little, I'm getting over my spanko shame.
So anyway, being featured on a the blog of a national newspaper feels legitimizing to me. Maybe it won't take ten years before we're walking proud amidst the other romance writers! :)
I am tremendously grateful to Beth Williamson (Emma Lang), author of Endless Heart. who selected spanking fiction for inclusion in the erotica new releases section of the column!
The Westerfield Affair is presently rocking out in the top 100 for Regency and Historical Romance on Amazon. Imagine me moon-walking around my living room right now...
You know, spanking fiction is the red-headed stepchild of erotica. Even BDSM is way cooler. I was talking to Laurie Schnebly Campbell, a romance writer who teaches online courses through Writer U. I asked her if she thought I'd be welcome at a Romance Writer's of America local meeting. She told me that ten years ago, all of erotica that was considered to be second-class, but now they are just one of the crowd. She thought in another ten years, it would be the same for spanking fiction. Then she very sweetly offered to go to a meeting with me my first time, the next time she visited my town (how sweet is that?). I still haven't gone, but I did join the national chapter. Little by little, I'm getting over my spanko shame.
So anyway, being featured on a the blog of a national newspaper feels legitimizing to me. Maybe it won't take ten years before we're walking proud amidst the other romance writers! :)
I am tremendously grateful to Beth Williamson (Emma Lang), author of Endless Heart. who selected spanking fiction for inclusion in the erotica new releases section of the column!
The Westerfield Affair is presently rocking out in the top 100 for Regency and Historical Romance on Amazon. Imagine me moon-walking around my living room right now...
June 3, 2013
Get your Regency Spanks! The Westerfield Affair is now available for sale!
I'm so excited that my new Regency spanking book The Westerfield Affair is now available for sale!
Here's the scoop:
Reserved to the point of being aloof, Lord Westerfield never attended balls or even considered taking a wife... until he met Miss Kitty Stanley and his orderly world turned on end. Determined to have the beautiful and animated sister of his friend from the gambling hall, but doubting his ability to effectively court her, Westerfield strikes a bargain with her brother for her hand.
When the gentlemen present Kitty with the deal, she is furious with them both for neglecting to consult her, but her brother insists he will withdraw his support if she does not comply. Angry, she acts out at a ball, causing a scandal that mushrooms further when Lord Westerfield drags her unnchaperoned to his home for a firm spanking.
Baring her for chastisement, Westerfield is swept away by desire, taking her innocence and completing the ruin of her reputation. He offers to release her from the betrothal contract, but her brother insists instead on a hasty marriage. As they attempt to recover from the scandal that becomes known as “the Westerfield Affair,” their marriage is clouded by his shame and her insecurities. Will they be trapped forever in a loveless marriage, or will they have the courage to move past their rough beginning to kindle the passion they both crave?
Add it to your Goodreads TBR list:
Here's the scoop:
Reserved to the point of being aloof, Lord Westerfield never attended balls or even considered taking a wife... until he met Miss Kitty Stanley and his orderly world turned on end. Determined to have the beautiful and animated sister of his friend from the gambling hall, but doubting his ability to effectively court her, Westerfield strikes a bargain with her brother for her hand.
When the gentlemen present Kitty with the deal, she is furious with them both for neglecting to consult her, but her brother insists he will withdraw his support if she does not comply. Angry, she acts out at a ball, causing a scandal that mushrooms further when Lord Westerfield drags her unnchaperoned to his home for a firm spanking.
Baring her for chastisement, Westerfield is swept away by desire, taking her innocence and completing the ruin of her reputation. He offers to release her from the betrothal contract, but her brother insists instead on a hasty marriage. As they attempt to recover from the scandal that becomes known as “the Westerfield Affair,” their marriage is clouded by his shame and her insecurities. Will they be trapped forever in a loveless marriage, or will they have the courage to move past their rough beginning to kindle the passion they both crave?
Add it to your Goodreads TBR list:
June 1, 2013
Post Spanking Intimacy in The Westerfield Affair (Regency Spanking)
It's Saturday Spanks in which spanking authors post 8 sentences from their work.
Another scene from The Westerfield Affair, my Regency which will be released in the next week. This snippet follows the spanking in which Kitty swooned during her spanking and woke in Lord Westerfield's arms with her corset opened and her drawers around her thighs. (It's just a hair over 8 sentences, but some are so short, I figured they didn't count!).
“Well, I've come around, will you let me up?”
“No.”
“Are you going to spank me again?”
His mouth twitched with what appeared to be humor. “No.”
“Then--?”
“I rather like holding you like this.”
She bit her lip, trying not to smile.
“We should not be in here alone.”
“No, we shouldn't,” he agreed.
“So will you let me up?”
“No,” he refused flatly.
She rolled her eyes and reached up, plucking the end of his cravat and yanking it, so it came untied. It was a bold to tease him now, considering he'd shown no compunction in turning her over his knee, but his eyes crinkled with amusement and he smiled down at her.
(C) Renee Rose and Stormy Night Publications
Read all the Saturday Spankings at www.saturdayspankings.blogspot.com
Another scene from The Westerfield Affair, my Regency which will be released in the next week. This snippet follows the spanking in which Kitty swooned during her spanking and woke in Lord Westerfield's arms with her corset opened and her drawers around her thighs. (It's just a hair over 8 sentences, but some are so short, I figured they didn't count!).
“Well, I've come around, will you let me up?”
“No.”
“Are you going to spank me again?”
His mouth twitched with what appeared to be humor. “No.”
“Then--?”
“I rather like holding you like this.”
She bit her lip, trying not to smile.
“We should not be in here alone.”
“No, we shouldn't,” he agreed.
“So will you let me up?”
“No,” he refused flatly.
She rolled her eyes and reached up, plucking the end of his cravat and yanking it, so it came untied. It was a bold to tease him now, considering he'd shown no compunction in turning her over his knee, but his eyes crinkled with amusement and he smiled down at her.
(C) Renee Rose and Stormy Night Publications
Read all the Saturday Spankings at www.saturdayspankings.blogspot.com
May 28, 2013
The Westerfield Affair - Regency spanking snippet
Here's a snippet from my Regency The Westerfield Affair (coming very soon!!)
Kitty has been ordered to undress for her punishment by her fiance Lord Westerfield after causing a terrible scene at the ball. The trouble is, her ball gown has hooks in the back...
She reached behind her, but without someone to help her undress, could not manage.
“Perhaps you could send me a maid?” she suggested, her eyes pleading.
Comprehension dawned on his face. “Come here,” he beckoned.
She seemed unable to move at first, as he stared at her, unblinking, his face as hard as stone. At last her feet obeyed, moving in mincing steps to stand before him. He tossed the strap on the bed and took her by the shoulders, turning her around with surprisingly gentle hands. She felt intensely aware of his breathing on her back, the release of each hook of her dress.
Kitty has been ordered to undress for her punishment by her fiance Lord Westerfield after causing a terrible scene at the ball. The trouble is, her ball gown has hooks in the back...
She reached behind her, but without someone to help her undress, could not manage.
“Perhaps you could send me a maid?” she suggested, her eyes pleading.
Comprehension dawned on his face. “Come here,” he beckoned.
She seemed unable to move at first, as he stared at her, unblinking, his face as hard as stone. At last her feet obeyed, moving in mincing steps to stand before him. He tossed the strap on the bed and took her by the shoulders, turning her around with surprisingly gentle hands. She felt intensely aware of his breathing on her back, the release of each hook of her dress.
May 27, 2013
oops - coming out
For those of you who are friends with me on Facebook (I know, most are not because it's under your real name) you may have already seen this in my status.
As I hop, skip and jump around the internet, distracting myself from writing by engaging with social media, I share, tweet and post anything related to my books or those of my friends. When I saw the post of a review for Spank and Run, my story from Coming to Terms, I hit the FB share button. Later that night, when I went to look for it to be sure I shared on both my Renee Rose personal page and my Renee Rose Romance fan page, I didn't find it. That's where I should have paused to wonder where the post had gone. (First mistake)
No, it was not until the next morning when I received a message from FB commenting on my post from my MOTHER IN LAW that I realized the post was not on the Renee Rose pages because it had gone to my personal, real name page. Oh shit!
My mother-in-law's note was short-- Oh wow, you're an author? That's great! I've read all three 50 Shades...
I scrambled into my personal page and tore that post down so quickly I didn't get to see who else had "liked" it (2nd mistake)
I wrote my MIL back and confessed, saying that I hadn't meant to post that on my personal FB. Her response? Oh that's too bad! She'd already notified the cousins and was prepared to buy my books. There was zero judgement from her or even twittering giggles. I was absolutely filled with love by her total and complete support.
And it has me thinking about coming out. I don't know how many people in my real-life, vanilla world I've told now that I'm a spanko and write spanking fiction. Maybe a dozen? Maybe a few more. And every response has been positive. I can tell some people don't know what to do with it, so with them, I treat it like I would talking to a kid about sex-- only answer direct questions, not giving the more info than they're ready to hear. Others have lots of questions. A very few have even read my books (thank you, Kelly, Simone, Sharon, Lorie and Bonnie!). Some I have told but refused to tell them my author name, because I don't want them to read my books. But maybe it's time to get over all that.
You know what I think? I believe each person I tell is expanded in some way. Knowing that someone they respect and admire (I hope) has a shadow side-- a fetish, a kink--will make them look at kinks differently. I know accepting my own kink has expanded my view of other kinks. I used to laugh and joke about other "weird" kinks like Furries, or feet people. Now I send them my love, shrug and say, "there's just no explaining kinks".
I have yet to experience judgement, or to feel mocked. I know I have perhaps confused some friends, but I believe that when they have questions or want to know more, they'll come to me.
I know there's a LOT of shame around spanking. I experienced it myself for 40 years, wondering what was wrong with me. I've noticed most of my book sales happen late at night, and I don't think that's because they're all bought by people overseas. I think there's a lot of shame around most fetish, and around sex in general. I feel the time is ripe to start to transform that shame-- to bring the darkness into the light.
I guess this is furthering my thoughts from my spank me panties post-- that I realized that if someone sees marks on my ass and wants to know what they're about, I will tell them. It's not so horrible. I have a kink. I am not ashamed of it-- owning it has empowered me more than anything in my life. Self-acceptance is the key to empowerment, even if what you're accepting is a desire to submit.
Who have you told? Have you had any bad experiences? Is there someone you might want to tell?
As I hop, skip and jump around the internet, distracting myself from writing by engaging with social media, I share, tweet and post anything related to my books or those of my friends. When I saw the post of a review for Spank and Run, my story from Coming to Terms, I hit the FB share button. Later that night, when I went to look for it to be sure I shared on both my Renee Rose personal page and my Renee Rose Romance fan page, I didn't find it. That's where I should have paused to wonder where the post had gone. (First mistake)
No, it was not until the next morning when I received a message from FB commenting on my post from my MOTHER IN LAW that I realized the post was not on the Renee Rose pages because it had gone to my personal, real name page. Oh shit!
My mother-in-law's note was short-- Oh wow, you're an author? That's great! I've read all three 50 Shades...
I scrambled into my personal page and tore that post down so quickly I didn't get to see who else had "liked" it (2nd mistake)
I wrote my MIL back and confessed, saying that I hadn't meant to post that on my personal FB. Her response? Oh that's too bad! She'd already notified the cousins and was prepared to buy my books. There was zero judgement from her or even twittering giggles. I was absolutely filled with love by her total and complete support.
And it has me thinking about coming out. I don't know how many people in my real-life, vanilla world I've told now that I'm a spanko and write spanking fiction. Maybe a dozen? Maybe a few more. And every response has been positive. I can tell some people don't know what to do with it, so with them, I treat it like I would talking to a kid about sex-- only answer direct questions, not giving the more info than they're ready to hear. Others have lots of questions. A very few have even read my books (thank you, Kelly, Simone, Sharon, Lorie and Bonnie!). Some I have told but refused to tell them my author name, because I don't want them to read my books. But maybe it's time to get over all that.
You know what I think? I believe each person I tell is expanded in some way. Knowing that someone they respect and admire (I hope) has a shadow side-- a fetish, a kink--will make them look at kinks differently. I know accepting my own kink has expanded my view of other kinks. I used to laugh and joke about other "weird" kinks like Furries, or feet people. Now I send them my love, shrug and say, "there's just no explaining kinks".
I have yet to experience judgement, or to feel mocked. I know I have perhaps confused some friends, but I believe that when they have questions or want to know more, they'll come to me.
I know there's a LOT of shame around spanking. I experienced it myself for 40 years, wondering what was wrong with me. I've noticed most of my book sales happen late at night, and I don't think that's because they're all bought by people overseas. I think there's a lot of shame around most fetish, and around sex in general. I feel the time is ripe to start to transform that shame-- to bring the darkness into the light.
I guess this is furthering my thoughts from my spank me panties post-- that I realized that if someone sees marks on my ass and wants to know what they're about, I will tell them. It's not so horrible. I have a kink. I am not ashamed of it-- owning it has empowered me more than anything in my life. Self-acceptance is the key to empowerment, even if what you're accepting is a desire to submit.
Who have you told? Have you had any bad experiences? Is there someone you might want to tell?
May 19, 2013
Power and Arousal when spanking - Saturday Spankings
I have another teaser today from my upcoming Regency romance Worth Any Bet. Our lively heroine is being spanked for manipulating her husband into attending a political dinner party. Unfortunately for her, it turns into a slippering. Maybe I'll give you that part next week...
She returned to stand before him. He patted his knee. Her eyes turned pleading, but when he frowned, she hastened to fold her body over his lap for punishment. He lifted her skirts and petticoats over her back and remembered to reach inside her chemise to free the laces of her corset so she wouldn't swoon. The slit in her drawers was gaping open, and he was able to simply part the two sides to bare her pretty cheeks.
It was utterly intoxicating to have his wife bent over his lap this way. The feel of her soft small form pressing on his legs, her most intimate parts exposed for his chastisement, imparted a heady mixture of power and arousal.
(c) Renee Rose and Stormy Night Publications
Read all the Saturday Spanking snippets at http://www.saturdayspankings.blogspot...
She returned to stand before him. He patted his knee. Her eyes turned pleading, but when he frowned, she hastened to fold her body over his lap for punishment. He lifted her skirts and petticoats over her back and remembered to reach inside her chemise to free the laces of her corset so she wouldn't swoon. The slit in her drawers was gaping open, and he was able to simply part the two sides to bare her pretty cheeks.
It was utterly intoxicating to have his wife bent over his lap this way. The feel of her soft small form pressing on his legs, her most intimate parts exposed for his chastisement, imparted a heady mixture of power and arousal.
(c) Renee Rose and Stormy Night Publications
Read all the Saturday Spanking snippets at http://www.saturdayspankings.blogspot...
May 15, 2013
Coming to Terms - Domestic Discipline Anthology Release
It's out! The Domestic Discipline Anthology Coming to Terms is now available for sale!
Here's the scoop on my story:
Spank and Run
One moment Claire's life was perfectly normal, in a living alone, vanilla sort of way. In the next, her casita was torn apart in a burglary, her client (the mayor of her small town) discovered her spanking implements, and she was over his knee for a bare-bottomed hairbrushing! But despite her overwhelming attraction to Luis Valdez, the tall, handsome politician who had taken an interest in her backside, Claire doesn't roll that way. She wants a serious, domestic discipline relationship — not just erotic spanky fun. Can she and the mayor come to terms?
Excerpt
“You wait here while we check it out,” Officer Mora told her. She nodded mutely and sank onto the wooden bench outside her adobe casita. The mayor sat down next to her companionably, leaning back and crossing his long, elegant legs as if lounging near crime scenes was the most normal of affairs for him.
She stole a look at his handsome profile. He resembled Benicio del Toro, wearing his hair a bit shaggy, which was ultra-sexy when coupled with the button-down shirts. He had eyes the color of milk chocolate and dimples that appeared when he flashed his white-toothed smile. She would guess him to be in his mid-forties, which wasn't that much older than her thirty-three. His gaze slid to hers and, caught peeking, she immediately flicked hers down to her shoes. He put an arm behind her on the bench and gave her shoulder a squeeze. It was a casual gesture, yet felt too familiar considering their relationship. He'd never been the sort of client she hugged at the end of a session-- they had always been on strictly professional terms. This breach of his usual stand-offish demeanor made her pulse quicken. What had caused the change?
The officers returned about ten minutes later, addressing the mayor again, despite the fact that it was her home that had been burgled. It was your typical machismo, and it grated on her feminist nerves. To her surprise, the mayor looked over and gave her a quick wink, as if he understood her frustration. Her irritation evaporated as abruptly as it had appeared.
“Ma'am, I wouldn't stay here alone tonight, if I were you-- unless you can get a new door installed,” Officer Mora said, addressing her directly for the first time. “Do you rent this place or own it?”
“I rent,” she moaned. And her landlord lived in Colorado, which didn't bode well for getting the door fixed quickly. Her belly tightened painfully as she realized her predicament-- she wasn't safe to stay in her own place, but if she left, all her remaining property would be vulnerable to further thieving. Panic closed her chest, renewing the sense of violation and anger toward the hoodlums who had put her in this position.
“Well, you'd better call your landlord to fix it, and find someone to spend the night here with you so you're not alone.”
“She won't be alone,” the mayor said with great authority, shocking her right down to the soles of her feet. “I'm spending the night.”
(c) Renee Rose and Lazy Day Publications
About the anthology:
Summer means more than fun and sun, rest and relaxation. For the couples in Coming to Terms, vacation presents a chance to connect, and work through important issues in their domestic discipline relationships. From endeavoring to define DD to missing a DD partner to balancing erotic spanking and disciplinary spanking, these stand-alone stories penned by seven authors of spanking fiction cover a broad spectrum of issues commonly encountered in loving DD relationships. Will the obstacles prove too difficult to overcome? Or will each couple emerge from vacation with their relationships revitalized and stronger than ever?
Coming to Terms also features stories from your favorite spanking romance authors:
Alta Hensley, Anastasia Vitsky, Cara Bristol, Celeste Jones, Jade Cary, Sue Lyndon
BUY TODAY on AMAZON, AMAZON UK, Barnes & Noble,
Here's the scoop on my story:
Spank and Run
One moment Claire's life was perfectly normal, in a living alone, vanilla sort of way. In the next, her casita was torn apart in a burglary, her client (the mayor of her small town) discovered her spanking implements, and she was over his knee for a bare-bottomed hairbrushing! But despite her overwhelming attraction to Luis Valdez, the tall, handsome politician who had taken an interest in her backside, Claire doesn't roll that way. She wants a serious, domestic discipline relationship — not just erotic spanky fun. Can she and the mayor come to terms?
Excerpt
“You wait here while we check it out,” Officer Mora told her. She nodded mutely and sank onto the wooden bench outside her adobe casita. The mayor sat down next to her companionably, leaning back and crossing his long, elegant legs as if lounging near crime scenes was the most normal of affairs for him.
She stole a look at his handsome profile. He resembled Benicio del Toro, wearing his hair a bit shaggy, which was ultra-sexy when coupled with the button-down shirts. He had eyes the color of milk chocolate and dimples that appeared when he flashed his white-toothed smile. She would guess him to be in his mid-forties, which wasn't that much older than her thirty-three. His gaze slid to hers and, caught peeking, she immediately flicked hers down to her shoes. He put an arm behind her on the bench and gave her shoulder a squeeze. It was a casual gesture, yet felt too familiar considering their relationship. He'd never been the sort of client she hugged at the end of a session-- they had always been on strictly professional terms. This breach of his usual stand-offish demeanor made her pulse quicken. What had caused the change?
The officers returned about ten minutes later, addressing the mayor again, despite the fact that it was her home that had been burgled. It was your typical machismo, and it grated on her feminist nerves. To her surprise, the mayor looked over and gave her a quick wink, as if he understood her frustration. Her irritation evaporated as abruptly as it had appeared.
“Ma'am, I wouldn't stay here alone tonight, if I were you-- unless you can get a new door installed,” Officer Mora said, addressing her directly for the first time. “Do you rent this place or own it?”
“I rent,” she moaned. And her landlord lived in Colorado, which didn't bode well for getting the door fixed quickly. Her belly tightened painfully as she realized her predicament-- she wasn't safe to stay in her own place, but if she left, all her remaining property would be vulnerable to further thieving. Panic closed her chest, renewing the sense of violation and anger toward the hoodlums who had put her in this position.
“Well, you'd better call your landlord to fix it, and find someone to spend the night here with you so you're not alone.”
“She won't be alone,” the mayor said with great authority, shocking her right down to the soles of her feet. “I'm spending the night.”
(c) Renee Rose and Lazy Day Publications
About the anthology:
Summer means more than fun and sun, rest and relaxation. For the couples in Coming to Terms, vacation presents a chance to connect, and work through important issues in their domestic discipline relationships. From endeavoring to define DD to missing a DD partner to balancing erotic spanking and disciplinary spanking, these stand-alone stories penned by seven authors of spanking fiction cover a broad spectrum of issues commonly encountered in loving DD relationships. Will the obstacles prove too difficult to overcome? Or will each couple emerge from vacation with their relationships revitalized and stronger than ever?
Coming to Terms also features stories from your favorite spanking romance authors:
Alta Hensley, Anastasia Vitsky, Cara Bristol, Celeste Jones, Jade Cary, Sue Lyndon
BUY TODAY on AMAZON, AMAZON UK, Barnes & Noble,
May 14, 2013
It's my spanking Author-versary!
My first spanking romance-- my first book of any kind--was published a year ago!
Publishing Betrothed was an absolute life-changer for me. I'd been working for a year on a mainstream romance novel (one of these days I'm going to turn it into a spanking romance) when I accidentally discovered spanking romance. I think the sequence of events was something like this-- I was perusing the blog Smart Bitches Trashy Novels for recommendations for a good romance, when I came across a link they had posted in outrage to a "how to spank your wife" DD site.
Being a life-long closeted spanko, I clicked over and promptly spent the next two days reading everything I could about DD in between, um, creating my own happy endings (sorry, TMI). From there, I somehow discovered that there were spanking romance books, and I heard the angels sounding their bugles from heaven.
I quickly dumped the epic romance that was going nowhere, penned Betrothed in six days, sent it off to James Johnson, who was then at Blushing books, and it was published two weeks later. Sometimes when things are meant to be, they're meant to be. To make sure I didn't stray from my new life calling, the universe made sure that Betrothed was a success. Although it never hit the top 100 ranking, its sales were steady for six months, and I'm pretty sure it's still my all-time best seller. Not bad for six days' work, right? Too bad the rest haven't been so easy...
Having a spanking romance published naturally forced me to open up to my husband about my kink, which has empowered both of us in so many incredible ways. It also spurred me to start this blog, where I met all of you incredible people. What an amazing year!
Thank you all for being a part of my journey. I treasure you as much as I treasure my real life friends.
love love love.
Publishing Betrothed was an absolute life-changer for me. I'd been working for a year on a mainstream romance novel (one of these days I'm going to turn it into a spanking romance) when I accidentally discovered spanking romance. I think the sequence of events was something like this-- I was perusing the blog Smart Bitches Trashy Novels for recommendations for a good romance, when I came across a link they had posted in outrage to a "how to spank your wife" DD site.
Being a life-long closeted spanko, I clicked over and promptly spent the next two days reading everything I could about DD in between, um, creating my own happy endings (sorry, TMI). From there, I somehow discovered that there were spanking romance books, and I heard the angels sounding their bugles from heaven.
I quickly dumped the epic romance that was going nowhere, penned Betrothed in six days, sent it off to James Johnson, who was then at Blushing books, and it was published two weeks later. Sometimes when things are meant to be, they're meant to be. To make sure I didn't stray from my new life calling, the universe made sure that Betrothed was a success. Although it never hit the top 100 ranking, its sales were steady for six months, and I'm pretty sure it's still my all-time best seller. Not bad for six days' work, right? Too bad the rest haven't been so easy...
Having a spanking romance published naturally forced me to open up to my husband about my kink, which has empowered both of us in so many incredible ways. It also spurred me to start this blog, where I met all of you incredible people. What an amazing year!
Thank you all for being a part of my journey. I treasure you as much as I treasure my real life friends.
love love love.
May 4, 2013
Spanked by Lord Westerfield
Don't forget to download the short story Deathless Discipline for free this weekend on Amazon or Amazon UK!
Today's spanking story excerpt is from my new Regency spanking romance, tentatively titled Worth Any Bet that will soon be released. In it, Lord Westerfield comes to a financial arrangement with Kitty's brother to secure her betrothal. Outraged that she should be sold off like a cow at auction, she gets drunk on champagne at the ball to which he escorts her. Here's what happened when he brings her home:
“I need to speak with my fiancée alone,” he told the companion.
“That is not proper, my lord--”
“You will allow it,” he said in his most authoritative tone. Kitty hiccuped and then giggled.
The companion blanched, hesitating, so he seized the opportunity and simply shut the door on her face.
“Oh dear,” Kitty said, as if she guessed his intent.
“Indeed,” he said, leading her to the settee, where he sat down and pulled her across his lap.
He began to spank without preamble, the sharp sound of his hand punctuated by her gasps.
(c) Renee Rose and Stormy Night Publications
Today's spanking story excerpt is from my new Regency spanking romance, tentatively titled Worth Any Bet that will soon be released. In it, Lord Westerfield comes to a financial arrangement with Kitty's brother to secure her betrothal. Outraged that she should be sold off like a cow at auction, she gets drunk on champagne at the ball to which he escorts her. Here's what happened when he brings her home:
“I need to speak with my fiancée alone,” he told the companion.
“That is not proper, my lord--”
“You will allow it,” he said in his most authoritative tone. Kitty hiccuped and then giggled.
The companion blanched, hesitating, so he seized the opportunity and simply shut the door on her face.
“Oh dear,” Kitty said, as if she guessed his intent.
“Indeed,” he said, leading her to the settee, where he sat down and pulled her across his lap.
He began to spank without preamble, the sharp sound of his hand punctuated by her gasps.
(c) Renee Rose and Stormy Night Publications
