Dark Melodies, book 1 in The Black Combe Dom series by Ashe Barker

Hang onto your hats! Ashe Barker has a new series out. Dark Melodies is super-length book 1 (over 600 pages!)  in The Black Combe Doms series.
Blurb
Who knows where pain ends, and pleasure begins?
The chance of a new life out in the wilds of the Yorkshire moors sounds too good to be true to shy musician Eva Byrne. Stifled and smothered within the cocoon of her brilliant academic career, Eva yearns for something different. Something real and exciting. Something she can feel
Excitement. Passion. Pleasure. She finds that sexy, enigmatic Nathan Darke can provide all these and more when she moves into his home as violin tutor to his young daughter. But Eva’s sensual encounters with her demanding, domineering new employer quickly evoke her deepest fears, as he introduces her to the trauma of submission and marks her with his particularly dark brand of love.
But will Eva’s natural curiosity and thirst for new experiences be enough to withstand the sting of Nathan Darke’s exquisite touch? Will simple surrender be enough as he challenges her every inhibition, taking her on an erotic journey of self-discovery and liberation?
Disclaimers:
Dark Melodies is intended for mature readers. 18 and over only! Scenes include power exchanges, spanking adult women, and explicitly sexual situations. These scenes are fantasies only, suitable for discerning readers. If such content may offend, please do not buy this book. 
Dark Melodies was previously released as three separate books, Darkening, Darker and Darkest, in the series The Dark Side. In this volume the three books in The Dark Side trilogy are published as one combined novel, under a new title, Dark Melodies with new cover art, no cliffhangers and a HEA.

Buy Link: mybook.to/DarkMelodies
Available in paperback or read for free with Kindle Unlimited.

Excerpt:
Slipping his hand out of my bra, he pulls me to my feet and quickly turns me to face the table. His hand in the small of my back, he pushes me face down across the hardwood surface, sliding the iPad and my coffee cup to one side.
I start in surprise as he lifts the hem of my dress—surely he just said…
Then I moan out loud as he again slips his hand into my clothing, this time down the back of my lovely red lacy briefs, down the hollow between my buttocks, slowing slightly to circle my anus with one gentle fingertip. I stiffen, waiting…
“So sweet and tight. We’ll come back to this,” he murmurs softly, leaning close to kiss my neck before continuing on between the wet, swollen lips of my pussy. He slips one finger inside my moist entrance, working gently in and out, circling the outer lips, spreading my juices all around. I moan faintly, lifting my bum up in welcome. He slides a second finger inside, whilst with his other hand he attacks from the front to take my swollen clitoris between his thumb and finger, gently rubbing.
The combined pleasure is so intense, so sudden, it overwhelms me, and I come immediately. I scream, unable to contain any of the fabulous sensation of internal fragmentation now shooting out through my outstretched fingers—white-knuckled, still gripping the edge of the table—and my toes, still encased in my lovely, red fuck-me shoes. I whimper, almost in frustration that my climax has hit me before I even saw it coming.
“I’m not finished with you yet. Stay there.”
More? How wonderful.
His voice is low, seductive and commanding. I stay still. Waiting. He straightens, steps away from me, goes over to his desk. He returns a moment later, gently pulling my underwear down to my ankles. “Step out.” His command is clear. I obey.
“You have a beautiful bottom, Miss Byrne,” he observes, trailing his fingertips lightly down the furrow between my buttocks, then tracing the line of each lower curve before bringing something down on me—hard, sharp, fierce. I scream out loud, with shock more than pain, though the sting is real enough. Instinctively I start to stand up, but his hand goes to the small of my back, pressing me back down.
“We agreed on five strokes for every frown. I counted at least four frowns since we came into this room, and that’s me being generous, Miss Byrne. So that’s twenty strokes. Agreed?”
I don’t answer, still reeling from the sudden assault. He strikes me again, and I scream again, louder. “Agreed, Miss Byrne?”
“Yes, yes. Please don’t…”
“Eighteen to go, then. Grit your teeth, Miss Byrne.”
I do, flinching with every blow, my fingers curled desperately around the opposite edge of the table. Counting slowly. He takes his time, waiting between each blow for me to settle again, to be ready. After ten strokes he stops, places a ruler beside my face on the table, and steps away again. I know not to move. He comes back after a few moments and I feel something cool, soothing, being smoothed into my red-hot and extremely sore buttocks. He gently massages me, kneading my tender skin where his ruler has done its work.
“You’re new to this, Miss Byrne, so I’m really being very gentle with you. Next time it will be harder.” He taps my buttock lightly with his palm. “Relax—we’ll soon be done.” He stands, picks up the ruler again. “Are you ready to continue, Miss Byrne?”
I know he will demand an answer, so I whisper my consent, and he starts again. The next ten blows are excruciating. He alternates between bringing his ruler down hard on first one side of my bottom, then the other, always hitting the same spot on each cheek and now not even waiting for me to collect myself between blows. Each new blow builds on the sting left by the one before it. I lie there in my world of pain, biting my lip to keep from sobbing, waiting for him to finish.
After the twentieth stroke he straightens, stands still behind me. I can imagine his eyes on my abused bottom, and just hope he’s satisfied. I know better than to say as much, though, and I wait, desperate for him to give me permission to get up. I lie there, frozen with dread at what might be coming next.
“Open your legs, Eva.”

The other books in The Black Combe Dom series:
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Getting to know the amazing Ashe Barker
USA Today Bestselling author Ashe Barker writes erotic romance and spanking romance in a variety of genres including contemporary, BDSM, paranormal, historical. ménage, gay romance and time travel. She is a #1 Amazon Bestseller and all her stories feature hot alpha males and sassy submissives, often with a lot to learn. Kink abounds, and there’s enough dirty talk to satisfy the most demanding smut lover. However dark and dirty the setting, love always emerges triumphant, and her stories never fail to deliver a satisfying happy ever after.
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Absolving Amy by RJ Gray

Today I’m pleased to welcome new author RJ Gray whose book Absolving Amy was released this week. Early reviews describe this as a hard to put down read – perfect for the February doldrums.

His job was to keep her alive, even if it meant doing so with her over his knee.

Blurb: Amy Johnson’s life is a series of bad luck mixed with worse decisions. One of those bad decisions was homicide detective, Ben De Luca. He is sexy, stern, and everything she could ever want, but her past forces her out of his bed and from his life. That is, until she finds herself in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now, she has no choice but to submit to his presence in her life.
Will she accept Ben’s protection and open herself up to his love, or will she allow the walls she has built around her heart to force Ben out of her life, for good, this time?
Publisher's Note: Absolving Amy is an action-packed romance contains graphic scenes as well as spanking and power exchange themes. Please do not read it if this offends you.

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:

“Broken people can't hold three jobs while acing all their college classes. Broken people don't help little kids feel safe, just by being in the same room as them,” Ben said without pausing in the swinging of his heavy utility belt.
Amy knew he was being sincere; she heard it in his tone.
The belt continued to fall as he spoke again, branding his words into her body. "You are mine, baby girl. You are beautiful, intelligent, and kind. I love you, and together, we are whole. Do you understand? You aren't broken or damaged. You are wonderfully whole, and you complete me."
His words touched her soul, the building of the internal storm finally coming to a head. A raw scream erupted from her lips as she imploded, the emotions tumbling from deep inside her outward. She collapsed onto the bed, sobbing. Her body trembled as Ben brought the belt down five more times, harder than she had ever felt before, the pain of each lash cleansing her. Then, she heard it fall to the floor with a thud.”

More about RJ Gray

RJ Gray started writing at the age of five when she won her elementary school’s story contest. Her writing has evolved from short stories about unicorns to books about dominant alpha males and feisty, stubborn females. RJ holds college degrees in both social work and criminology, topics that can often be found in her novels. She has spent the past fifteen years the wife of an Army bomb technician and as such, she has a passion for military and veteran causes. RJ lives in Virginia with her husband, two young sons and their recently rescued beagle-lab puppy. 

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#SatSpanks - Career development

It’s going to be a sunny, warm weekend here on the West Coast. Just like it was the weekend when Del arrived to offer Ronnie a very sweet business deal. Too bad she had to be so surly about it all. Too bad for her.  (NC-17)

An excerpt from Seeing Ronnie (Romancing the Coast, book 1):

“A reputation for profanity or bad temper will hurt your career […]. However, being as those habits seem to be your main defenses for keeping the world at bay, I’m here to help you be the best woman you possibly can.”

“Oh for fu… heaven’s sake can we skip the lecture and get this over with?”

Del responded by taking her arm and spinning her away from him. He raised her skirt with his right hand and held it up with his left. Then he smacked each bottom cheek hard.

“For a smart woman, you make some bad choices. Go. Stand in the corner.”

He pointed to the empty spot near the window. “Put your hands on your head and don’t move until I say so.”

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Don’t miss these other great books & stories from me and Blushing Books:

The Simon in Charge series (For the first time, this series is now available on Kindle Unlimited):

Simon Says (book 1)

Winning Sadie (book 2)

Sadie Says I Do (book 3)

Short story:

A Prairie Promise (in the A Spanking Good New Year anthology from Blushing Books)

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A Cowboy's Passion by Anita Philmar

I’m happy to welcome back Anita Philmar who brings her latest book, A Cowboy's Passion, Naked Bluff, Texas series, Book 7

Blurb:

Tess Van Pelt doesn't have time to grieve the loss of her husband, not when the wolves are already at the door.  Still, she has a lover that is willing to help save her. He introduces her to his cousin, Reece Bristol Smith.

As a lawyer, Reece can keep the debtors at bay. The problem or solution is he can't keep his hands off Tess. With her deceased husband accused of murder and the major creditor making unreasonable demands, Reece has to secure Tess's future in the best way he knows how.

Now, will Tess trust him and his cousin to keep her safe or will he need to teach her a few lessons in handing over control to him?

Please note: A Cowboy's Passion is a hot adult erotic mystery that explores the passion of having multiple partners. MFM. For adults only NC-17.

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Excerpt:

"And how do you plan to control me?"

He toyed with the knot of her robe, untied it, and shoved the garment off her shoulders. His dark gray eyes fell to the heavy swell of her breasts. A wicked grin played on his lips. Slowly, his gaze lifted to meet hers. "I, like you, have my ways."

She cupped her hands over his shoulders and rose onto her knees. The idea of him trying to bend her to his will enflamed the submissive hunger buried within her soul. Gab had played the part of being a dominant partner at times but never demanded she submit to his will in every aspect of their life. Hell, he had even allowed John to be in charge while they enjoyed each other.

Now, without her husband's protection, Reece appeared to want the job of setting down the rules of engagement. Tess smiled at the thought of the pleasure they could give each other and moved her rock hard nipples to within easy reach of his mouth. "This could be fun."

He tilted his head and rubbed his hands over her ass as if warning her to behave. Naughty thoughts raced through her head. Visions of them together tempted her. "Just as long as you understand I call the shots."

Other Books in the Naked Bluff, Texas series

In Deep Water   Skinny-dipping to cool off in the Trinity River couldn't cause any problems...could it? 

In Too Deep   The peace of the day is shattered when her best friend steps too far into the Trinity River.

Duty's Bride   Can Sadie have a new life or will her old one rear its ugly head?

More Than Ready   Can a determined woman win her heart's desire?

A Cowboy's Pleasure   Does this cowboy want the job he's being offered?

The Country Doctor's Bride   Run from a murder or marry a doctor, which one will she choose?

More about for Anita Philmar

Anita Philmar likes to create stories that push the limit. A writer by day and a dreamer by night she wants her readers to see the world in a new way.

Influenced by old movies, she likes to develop places where anything can happen and where special moments come to life in a great read.

Naughty or Nice?

Read her books and decide.

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Bound By Two by BJ Wane

Today I’m happy to welcome BJ Wane with a look at her new book Bound By Two, book 5 in the Virginia Bluebloods series.

Blurb:

After overhearing her husband and doctor plotting against her, Danielle Morrison flees her home in West Virginia. A few weeks later, after finding a place to lay low for a while in Richmond, she ends up stranded in an unfamiliar parking lot one night. Two caring, protective and dominant men come to her rescue then offer her a glimpse into a lifestyle she never imagined would be for her. Soon she can’t resist either man or the sexual exploration they offered her, but will her secrets jeopardize her new relationships as well as her freedom?

Dale Evans and Eli Jackson have been best friends since serving in the military together after discovering they both had a penchant for BDSM and a love of ménage in common. Neither can resist the pull of Dani’s vulnerability, fear and open curiosity about their lifestyle, but their every effort to learn more about her over the next weeks is met with unbending resistance. After learning part of what she was keeping from them, they back away from her in anger and disappointment only to return too late. Will their mistake cost Dani everything, or will they come to her rescue in time to save her from her husband’s threats?

Disclaimer: Bound By Two contains the spanking of adult women, elements of BDSM, power exchange and explicit sexual scenes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:

They bundled her up and drove her back to Eli’s loft where they stripped her and tucked her tired, sore body into his large bed.  Dani felt the bed dip then the press of their naked bodies against her sides before drifting off into sleep.  For the first time in ages, she slept the night through, but woke to just one hard, naked body pressing her down into the soft mattress.  She went to wrap her arms around Dale’s broad, smooth shoulders but instead discovered them bound above her head, her helpless state making the decision whether to stay or go easy. 

With a low chuckle, Dale nipped her chin, saying, “Good morning, sweetie.  Do you need the restroom before we begin?”

“What?  Oh, n… no, oh God.” 

Sliding down her body, he grabbed an extra pillow, gave her a one-word order to “lift” then shoved it under her very sore butt.  Watching wide-eyed, waiting in breathless anticipation for his next move, she swallowed audibly when he clasped her right ankle, spread her leg and cuffed it to the bed post before doing the same with her left.  Lying spread eagle with her hips elevated put her pelvis on display, and when he tugged her light curls on his way back up, she wondered if he preferred her bare like the women she had seen at The Warehouse. 

“Fuck but you look awesome spread out like a mouth-watering feast for me to dine on.  Too bad I don’t have much time to drag this out for long.”

“I… I don’t mind… quick,” she managed to get out as he started his feast at her breasts, at first surprising her with his soft suckling.  After feeling how tender her nubs were from the nipple huggers, she soon became grateful for the lighter touches that soothed as well as aroused.

“I’ll go easy, but ever since I watched Eli fucking you yesterday, I’ve just had to have you.”

Be sure to check out the other titles in the Virginia Blueblood series while they’re on sale! (click on the titles for more details & buy links)

Blindsided, Book 1 ($0.99)

Bind Me To You, Book 2 ($2.99)

Surrender To Me, Book 3 ($2.99)

Blackmailed, Book 4  $2.99)

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His Babygirl (Boston Doms Book 4) Jane Henry & Maisie Archer

In case you’ve been living under a rock and haven’t heard, Jane Henry and Maisy Archer have a sizzling hot new book out and it's burning up the charts. His Babygirl is Boston Dom Book 4.

Blurb:

Alice Cavanaugh learned early that the only person she could count on was herself. As a single mom, she works hard to provide the best life possible for her son Charlie, and to earn the respect of those around her. She might take part in a scene at The Club, but she's way too busy to be anyone's full-time submissive. And that's fine with her, since the one dominant she's fantasized about submitting to has given her nothing but mixed-signals and heartache… until now.

Alexander "Slay" Slater, a former Marine and Dungeon Master at The Club, has been eyeing Alice for a while now… from a distance. But now that he's set his sights on her, he's all in. He will make her feel safe and cared for, and attend to her every need—including taking her over his knee for a sound spanking when she needs it.

But when Alice and Slay are roped into a dangerous entanglement with an insidious drug cartel, their relationship is put to the test. Can Alice trust Slay, even when it means ignoring her own fears and instincts? Can Slay keep Alice safe from the dangers that they face? Above all, can they overcome the obstacles that keep them apart—so that Slay can become Alice's Daddy, and Alice… his babygirl?

DISCLAIMER: His Babygirl contains the spanking of adult women, mild elements of age-play, and BDSM including power exchange. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

Excerpt:

Slay moved in behind her and the door shut behind him with a soft click. Without saying a word, he reached for the thermostat on the wall and bumped the temperature up several degrees.

He’d seen her shiver and he was keeping her safe and comfortable. But without touching her, naturally. Keeping his distance.

And that wasn’t what she wanted at all.

Alice sighed, tired and defeated. “Slay, I can’t do this.”

“Face the wall and spread your legs.”

Alice turned to find him leaning back against the door, his arms folded over his chest, his face impassive and his eyes… burning.

She shook her head quickly. “No. This isn’t what I want.”

Before she had time to think, he was behind her, turning her. One strong forearm wrapped around her stomach, holding her against him, while the other braced them against the wall. He tilted her head to the side with his chin and whispered in her ear.

“Bullshit. You wanted this. You wanted exactly this. That’s why you’ve defied me for the past few months, working the main bar, wearing this skimpy leather skirt. And that’s why you went outside tonight. You knew every inch of this building is covered by security cameras. You knew I’d see you, that I’d come for you. And I did.”

Oh. Oh, God. Where was the instant denial that should be coming to her lips? Where was the outrage?

She couldn’t summon any. Her heart raced as she recognized the truth… maybe he was right. Maybe she had known.

“Spread your legs for me, Alice,” he commanded softly. “Let me do this.” And as though her muscles obeyed his command without consulting her brain, her feet moved apart and she arched forward.

“Yes,” she breathed.

“That’s my girl,” he approved, and Alice felt a brief flare of pleasure at his words… and then her thoughts completely stuttered to a halt.

Oh my God. Pressed against her ass was a rock-hard erection that, like everything about Slay, was of mammoth proportion. And she knew in that instant that he wasn’t simply a little turned on by their positions, and he wasn’t just understandably excited by the impending spanking, like any dom might be. No, he was violently, rampantly aroused in a way that said he’d been suffering this way for more than a minute or two. He was hard as a fucking stone, for her. He was as invested in this as she was.

And that changed everything.

From one second to the next, she surrendered completely. And she knew he felt it when he stepped back, no longer fighting her or even commanding her, but arranging her pliant limbs into the proper position, bending her at just the right angle.

She closed her eyes and listened to his harsh breathing, concentrated on the tingles of sensation she felt when his fingers brushed against her skin. She was so turned on that her pussy throbbed with it. She needed his hands on her right that second.

He knelt behind her, his hands guiding her high-heeled feet just a few inches further apart, and then he stopped. His hands dragged up the insides of her bare legs, from her ankles up her smooth calves to her knees, and then further, along the backs of her thighs to the hem of her short black leather skirt, now pulled taut against her spread legs. He stood up, hooked his fingers under the hem and lifted it, centimeter by centimeter, exposing the swell of her ass, shielded only by the tiniest scrap of black lace, to his eyes.

It was exquisite torture waiting for that first slap to land, imagining his eyes on her flesh, wondering what he thought and whether he could possibly be as turned on as she was.

And then his broad, hot palm hit her cool flesh, and she could think of nothing but that.

Holy shit, but it hurt.

Maybe it was because her emotions were running high, or maybe because she hadn’t had a good session in weeks, but the pain was startling in its intensity. In the two years she’d been into the club scene, out of the dozen or more guys that had spanked her ass in that time, she’d never felt the pain come on so swiftly and powerfully.

“You messed up tonight, little girl,” he told her as she gritted her teeth through a half-dozen swats.

Alice frowned. What had he said? The pain made it hard to focus.

“Uh. Yes. Yes, sir. Sorry.” She recited her expected line dutifully.

But from behind her, she heard Slay mutter “Jesus,” clearly not appeased. He leaned over and whispered hotly into her ear, “When I'm punishing you, you call me Daddy.”

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Other Books in the Bestselling Boston Doms Series (click on the titles to buy):

My Dom (Boston Doms, Book 1)

His Submissive (Boston Doms, Book 2)

Her Protector (Boston Doms book 3)

More about the authors

Jane Henry

Jane has been writing since her early teens, dabbling in short stories and poetry. When she married and began having children, her pen was laid to rest for several years, until the National Novel Writing Challenge (NaNoWriMo) in 2010 awakened in her the desire to write again. That year, she wrote her first novel, and has been writing ever since. In 2012, she became interested in the d/s lifestyle, and has discovered her love for writing romance with a d/s twist. With a houseful of children, she finds time to write in the early hours of the morning, squirreled away with a laptop, blanket, and cup of hot coffee. Years ago, she heard the wise advice, “Write the book you want to read,” and has taken it to heart. She sincerely hopes you also enjoy the books she likes to read.

Maisy Archer

Maisy is an unabashed book nerd who has been in love with romance since reading her first Julie Garwood novel at the tender age of 12. After a decade as a technical writer, she finally made the leap into writing fiction several years ago and has never looked back. Like her other great loves - coffee, caramel, beach vacations, yoga pants, and her amazing family - her love of words has only continued to grow... in a manner inversely proportional to her love of exercise, house cleaning, and large social gatherings. She loves to hear from fellow romance lovers, and is always on the hunt for her next great read.

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Coming Together: Under the Mistletoe by Ashe Barker

And now for something completely different – today we’re looking at the anthology Coming Together: Under the Mistletoe which features a short story by Ashe Barker who has been featured here several times before.

A collection of twenty-four pieces of erotic fiction & poetry edited by Delilah Night, Coming Together: Under the Mistletoe has been compiled to benefit charity. All proceeds go to the Project Linus.

The collection includes Ashe Barker’s short story, Should Auld Acquaintance Be Forgot?

Blurb: Should Auld Acquaintance Be Forgot?

She’s recovered, moved on. Her marriage is over. Or is it?

Cain has other ideas. Heather might have left him, fled to the wilds of bloody Scotland of all places to get away from him, but she never even signed the divorce papers he sent her. He’s wasted enough time and now he’s determined to settle things, one way or another. A decent spanking always used to work, but is it too late?

New year, new start. There’s only one way to find out…

Excerpt (PG)

"Heather, open up. I'm freezing my nuts off out here." The familiar voice rang in her head. Heather covered her ears.

"Hey, I know you're in there. Let me in."

She shrank into a crouch.

Moments later footsteps in the next room warned her that he had simply followed her treacherous dog around to the rear of the property and come in through the open back door. He was here, inside her mill.

The studio door remained ajar from when Mutt had charged from the room. Heather felt the man's presence before she saw him, since she refused to lift her head and face him. He crouched before her and took her elbows in his hands.

"So, Heather. Keeping busy, I see." His tone was soft, amused almost.

"What are you doing here?" Heather raised her gaze at last to meet his, and immediately wished she had not. He was, if anything, even more devastatingly handsome than she remembered, and her recollection of him was pretty accurate, or so she'd thought. "What do you want?"

"I came to see you."

"Why?"

"Because you're my wife."

Here’s a complete list of what to expect from the anthology – 24 sizzling stories and poems, and all for just $3.99

Santa, Kinky (Blacksilk)

Kid Comet (Delilah Night)

All I Want for Christmas is Sex (Sheryl Collins)

Carpe Marine Christmas Package (Muffy Wilson) 

Silver Bells (M. Marie)

Tugging Reins (Sonni de Soto)

The Twelve Days of Christmas (DJK)

Strip Dreidel (Rob Rosen)

Under the Mistletoe (Ramona Thompson)

Accosting Santa (Sommer Marsden)

A Thaw in Midwinter (Blacksilk)

The Green Lady (James Malin)

A Christmas Eve in Snow (Marcia Conover)

Summer in December (Tamsin Flowers)

Patriarchal Winter Night's Dream (Jaylan Salah)

Hush (Maria Duendi)

Winter's Majesty (Stacy Savage)

Christmas in Minneapolis (CeCe Marsh)

The Road on a Winter Hike (Sarah Jaylan)

Baby, It's Hot Outside (Delilah Night)

Frosty (Corbin A. Grace)

Adrenaline Rush (Robert Buckley)

Goosebumps (Stacy Savage)

Should Auld Acquaintance Be Forgot? (Ashe Barker)

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Saturday Spankings - Say Please

Thank you for visiting my website and reading this short excerpt from novel Winning Sadie, published by Blushing Books.

Sadie has deliberately and willfully disobeyed Simon. Part of her punishment is having to ask him for a spanking. She’s already asked for one spanking a few days earlier because she wanted to explore the erotic element of DD. However, today's spanking is much worse. And it hasn’t even started yet:

He walked back to my chair and rested his hands on my shoulders. “Do you have anything you want to ask me?”

His hands were warm on my skin. I thought about those long, square-tipped fingers, fingers that could make me dissolve in ecstasy or bounce in pain.

“I do,” I said, having thought about this moment for the past two days. I choked down the bitter lump in my throat. “Will you please spank me?”

[…]

“I will.” His voice was husky and he kissed the top of my head.

 Winning Sadie is book two in the Simon in Charge series but can be read as a standalone novel.

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Book one, Simon Says, is available for free on Kindle Unlimited for a limited time. Or it may be purchased from Amazon for an amazing 99¢

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The Highlander's Mate by Jaye Peaches

Jaye Peaches is here today with her new book, The Highlander’s Mate.

An author of  D/S romances including Amazon bestsellers, all Jaye’s books contain an element of BDSM, spankings or erotic games of sensual exploration. When not writing, Jaye spends time with her family, enjoying music, sometimes drawing and if the weather allows, gardening.

Let’s look at The Highlander’s Mate from Stormy Night Publications.

Genres: Spanking romance, Regency, Scottish, Paranormal, Shapeshifter

Will centuries of a Highland legend prevent Claire from marrying her lover?

Blurb:

When Claire Armitage’s fiancé, Captain Felix Hughes, informs her that he must interrupt their courtship to travel to his estate in Scotland on urgent business, she is distraught. Refusing to wait patiently for his return as he instructed, she instead journeys to the highlands on her own to join him, but upon her arrival she quickly discovers that he will not tolerate such reckless behaviour.

Resolved to demonstrate to his future bride that disobedience will have consequences, Felix takes Claire over his knee for a thorough spanking on her bare bottom. But chastising her in such a fashion awakens desires in him that are too powerful to control, and to protect her innocence he attempts to send her back home to England until he can make her his wife.

Claire cannot be dissuaded from returning once more to Felix’s side, however, even if it means submitting to any punishment he sees fit and then surrendering completely to his lustful dominance. But when she learns the true reason for his visit to the ancient home of his family, and sees with her own eyes that Felix is much more than an ordinary laird, will Claire still yearn for him to claim her?

Publisher’s note: The Highlander’s Mate is a stand-alone sequel to His Lordship’s Mate. It includes spankings and sexual scenes – strong stuff but worth it. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Excerpt:

She brushed aside a tear that hung from an eyelid. “I don’t want to be punished,” she huffed.

“Nor do I wish to punish you. This, I can assure you, will end my disappointment, and yours too. I sense you know that you have travelled in on a whimsical pretext and with little consideration for those who care for you. Your impatience is to blame.”

He summoned up her fault with accuracy and she had no ground to argue a defence. “I’ve never been spanked before,” she said quietly.

“It is time you were then.”

She gaped at him, astounded by his consistent tone of voice and refusal to be swayed by her calls for mitigation. What surprised her most was that she actually wanted to appease him and to such extent she was facing the realisation she would let him spank her. Rising, she shuffled around the table on her wobbly legs.

“Lift up your skirts,” he told her. Once again, the authority of his voice astounded her. It seeped into her mind and ate away at the defiance.

She tried another attempt at mitigation. “Can’t you spank me over them?”

He smiled for a second. “Claire, what purpose would that serve when I wish you to show humility? Now be a good girl and don’t argue with me. Lift up your skirts to your waist.”

Heat bloomed into her face and she hunched her shoulders in shame. “I’m not wearing drawers. I had no clean drawers. I left my luggage at the tavern in Garve.”

“I know. The cart arrived earlier. The innkeeper is a good fellow. Now, you’ll have clean drawers and clothes, but after I have tanned your bare hide.”

She’d dreamed of undressing for him. A slow, seductive divesting and instead, she had the ignominy of hitching up her gown and petticoats, bundling them before her and showing her stockingless legs and bottom cheeks.

“Come, come, Claire. You’ve a bonny arse to show me.”

“Sir!” His vulgar term had surprised her. He never spoke so uncouthly before now.

“I shall say it again—a bonny arse that needs to be disciplined. Bend over my lap and grip the chair legs. Now.”

Aghast, and close to crying, she tipped forward and lay over his thighs. He supported her as she shifted into position. He unravelled her skirts and a cool waft of air hit her between the thighs. She squashed them together and prayed he could not see what lay between them.

Felix rested his hand on her bottom. The warmth of his hand permeated quickly through her shivering flesh. Nerves had caused a flurry of goose bumps to rise up across her body. His hand felt huge and weighty, not the hand of a gentleman.

“I shall give you a warm-up with my hand, then when I deem you ready, I shall take a spoon and drum it upon your tender behind until you appreciate what a bad lass you’ve been.”

Claire clutched the chair legs and squeezed her eyes tightly shut. The only reason she was doing this was because he had asked her and if she had any say in what might happen to her in the coming days, any chance of convincing him to let her stay, she had to show willingness to obey him.

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Hello erotic fiction readers! It’s so nice to be here again with a snippet from my new novel, Winning Sadie, part two in the Simon in Charge series. Like book one, Simon Says, this novel is told mostly in Sadie’s voice. However some readers felt they didn’t get to know Simon very well so some of Winning Sadie introduces Simon’s perspective.

Today’s excerpt takes place on April 1st. Sadie has been sent to the corner to contemplate an imminent spanking. She can’t remember having done anything wrong but she knows better than to disobey and she hasn’t clicked on what day it is:

I walked slowly to the corner, strangling little gulps of fear. He came up behind me, turned me around and kissed me before saying, “April Fool!”

I was so angry I shouted, “That is inhuman! Even for you.”

Then I shoved him so hard he fell back on the bed. In a single leap, he grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me to him. He flipped me over his knee and delivered five deafening smacks.

“Don’t you ever push me away again,” he said and spanked me a couple more times on each thigh to underscore the point.