Winning Sadie - A very naughty girl.

Thank you for your interest in my book Winning Sadie from Blushing Books.

Today’s excerpt is a continuation of the chapter Paying the Piper. Sadie has been waiting for this spanking for three days. The moment has arrived. Will anticipation exceed the event?

“You’ve been a very naughty girl, haven’t you?” he asked as if he would accept any answer but one.

I was beyond caring so I chose the reply that satisfied my bad mood. “If you say so.”

“Damnit, Sadie,” he said and started to spank, with his hand at first. He always started with his hand but he didn’t hold back. Full strength smacks started on the cheeks of my bottom, worked their way down and around the sit spot and the top of my thighs. The blood whooshed in my ears and my ability to think about anything but surviving the next smack was suspended. Every muscle I’d fought so hard to tighten was engaged in the effort of trying to avoid the painful blows.

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

Buy links:

Amazon │Blushing Books │Barnes & Noble

iBooks │Kobo │All Romance

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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Trickery by Constance Masters

Constance Masters is new to my blog and today we're looking at her new book, Trickery from Blushing Books.

Constance is a wife, mother, grandmother, friend and author who writes romantic spanking fiction with the main emphasis on romance.

Constance has always been a sucker for reading romance and that reflects in her writing but she also likes to laugh. Her stories are full of love, laughter and family comedy. It's a lot like her life.

Genre: DD romance.

Blurb:

Morgan King is a 23 year old virgin who has never had a proper boyfriend. The fussy young woman longs to meet a man everything like the heroes in the spanking romance novels she loves to read. When such a man comes along, Morgan is sure that he must be too good to be true and balks at actually meeting him.

Jackson Brooks is a 29 year old middle school teacher who works summers at his family’s summer camp. When he gets to know Morgan on an online dating site, he is sure she’s the girl for him. They are both ready to settle down and he doesn’t’t understand why she is so hesitant to meet him in person. His confusion deepens when he finds out she has sent him a fake photo; he is not happy. With his job as director of the summer camp looming, he decides to give the elusive Morgan somespace.

Morgan is devastated when she realizes she has probably blown things with Jackson. The desperate young woman hatches a plan to get to know him secretly. She pretends to be her own mother and books herself into Sunnyvale Summer Camp under the name of Alyssa King, using her sister’s birth certificate. What will happen when Jackson finds out?

Please note this book includes scenes of spanking adult women. If this subject matter offends you, please do not buy this book.

Buy Links:

Amazon │Barnes & Noble │ Blushing Books

Excerpt:

“I like this,” Morgan said, cuddling into Jackson. The air conditioning was on making the room quite cool and the bed all the more cosy. When he leaned in to kiss her, she kissed him back with equal fervor. Her mind was now clear and the pressure she’d been feeling earlier had gone.

“I’m glad.” Jackson said. He pushed himself to sit up against the bedhead. “Here, lay over my lap.”

Morgan looked at him warily. “I thought you said I had a reprieve until tomorrow,” she said.

“You do. This isn't about punishment Morgan, this is more about a bit of sexy fun.” He patted his lap.

Morgan jumped to her knees; she was always open to having a little fun; the fact that it was spanking fun was even better. She bent over Jackson’s lap and he patted her bottom.

“Comfortable?” He ran his fingernails down her back lightly, then continued on over one plump cheek and then the other.

“Uh huh, that’s magic, I love it.”

He brought his hand down with a light slap first on one cheek and then on the other. “Not too hard for you?” he continued spanking, one cheek and then the other.

Morgan could not believe how good it felt although he was being very gentle. Her bottom bounced in frustration before she realized. “Sorry, you could spank a little harder than that.”

Jackson chuckled and brought his hand down sharply. “Be careful what you wish for little girl.”

Morgan gasped as a flurry of sharp smacks splattered across her bottom, one after the other. They were so close together that she couldn’t tell where one slap finished and the next one started. “Too hard!” she yelped.

“Oh, sorry,” Jackson said. “Was that a little hard?” He kept the rhythm but softened the landing of his paddle like hand.

“Better,” Morgan said, relaxing into the feeling. She closed her eyes and allowed her body to melt into his. Her hair had fallen over her face in a tanged mess and she didn’t give a damn. Just when she didn’t think she could feel any closer to heaven, Jackson upped his game.  The hand that wasn’t spanking slid between them; his fingers dancing down her belly until they found their target. The feeling was so intense that she tried to move but he held her in place, flicking and delicately rolling her nub with his fingers. She let out an involuntary moan. “Mmmm.”

“Good?”

“Oh yeah, it feels great.” Morgan had pleasured herself before and she had reached orgasm but this was different. She felt so vulnerable turning what had always been a private delight and what ever reaction came from that over to someone else. He was totally and completely in control—and she liked it. “Jackson…” Cold fissions of heat sizzled up her legs; his hand kept spanking while the other continued to tease her, to build that indescribable feeling until her body reached one big explosion that triggered tiny little sparks of after shock that shook her for what felt like a minutes. When she finally floated back to reality, she kept her head hidden on her arm. How embarrassing was it to experience that when you were the only one feeling it. Such a personal thing; she had just come be herself while lying over her naked boyfriends lap and if she wasn’t mistaken, the evidence of her pleasure had leaked on his leg. “Well, this is awkward,” she said, still not game to lift her head.

Jackson started to laugh, not just a chuckle this time; his head dropped back and he roared. When he stopped he tickled her side. “This isn’t a bit awkward,” he said. “Come up here to me.”

“No,” she said. “I can’t look at you Jackson!”

“Yes, you can. Come on up here.” He added a generous slap to her pink behind.

“Ow, that hurt.” She sat right up.

“It worked though,” he said with a grin. “Give me a hug.”

She leaned in to his open arms and smiled. “Thank you,” she said with a shy smile.

“You’re welcome.” Jackson kissed the top of her head. “Want to watch a movie?” He asked.

“I guess.” Morgan was a little confused. Did he not want to have sex with her?

“We have time honey,” he said. “I want you to take your time and be comfortable and relaxed.”

“What if I don’t want to take my time Jackson? I am comfortable and relaxed thanks to your interesting spanking. As for time, I’m twenty-three years old and I’m a virgin. How much longer do I need to wait?

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Winning Sadie - We're done talking.

Thank you for your interest in my book Winning Sadie from Blushing Books.

Today’s excerpt is from the chapter Paying the Piper. Sadie has known for three days that this reckoning was due. Waiting and worrying has been part of the punishment.

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[Simon] crossed his hands in front of him and drummed his fingers on his elbows. “We’re done talking now. I think I’ll sit on the bed today.”

Sitting on the bed signaled a long session and I bleated with worry. “But I haven’t explained about Ronnie yet.”

“Has explaining anything ever stopped me from spanking you?”

“Never,” I said, not even bothering to keep the bitterness out of my voice.

“I don’t like that tone,” he said. “Get the hairbrush and stand by the bed and wait for me.”
 

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

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¢.

Daddy Takes the Reins by Kelly Dawson

The prolific writer, Kelly Dawson, is back this week with her book Daddy Takes the Reins from Stormy Night Publications.

The protagonist of this novel is particularly close to Kelly’s heart because, like Bianca, Kelly has Tourette’s Syndrome. The experiences Bianca goes through due to her Tourette’s are similar in many ways to what Kelly has gone through herself.

Kelly lives on the South Island of New Zealand, with her husband, four kids, a dog and a cat.

Blurb:

When Bianca lands a job as an apprentice jockey at a racing stable, she is determined not to let her Tourette’s Syndrome interfere with her dream career, and does her best to conceal her occasional tics from her ridiculously handsome new boss. But Clay Lewis is not an easy man to fool. He soon discovers her secret, and when he casually mentions that she ought to be spanked for her deception it sets Bianca’s heart racing like nothing ever has before.

Her crush on Clay grows stronger by the day, but while she strives to impress him at work Bianca struggles to deal with tragic circumstances in her own life. With her younger sister—and lifelong best friend—incapacitated by terminal cancer and becoming more dependent on her by the day, she finds herself pushing herself to the point of skipping meals and going without sleep.

Clay can see the toll that stress is taking on Bianca, and when she collapses from exhaustion at the stable he knows it is time for him to step in, but not as a boss or as a boyfriend. What she needs is a loving daddy who will both comfort her when she is sad and bare her bottom and spank her like a naughty little girl when she doesn’t take care of herself properly.

Bianca delights in the attention she receives from Clay, and when he takes her in his arms and claims her as his own it brings her more pleasure than she would have ever thought possible, but she cannot help wondering if he will stay by her side even when her tics are at their worst. Can she truly trust Clay enough to surrender her heart to him and let her daddy take the reins?

Publisher’s Note: Daddy Takes the Reins is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, age play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Buy links

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Excerpt:

She sat on the edge of the bath, resting against him, watching while he squirted shower gel into the running water to make suds. Despite still feeling so wobbly on her feet, so weak and dizzy, she smiled. How long had it been since she’d had a bubble bath? She couldn’t remember.

She didn’t protest when Clay undid the buttons on her shirt, gently easing it back off her shoulders. She didn’t complain when he slid her jodhpurs down her thighs, lifting up first one foot and then the other, to pull them off the ends of her feet. But she let out a startled cry when his soft hands returned to her back, to undo the fastenings on her bra.

“Let me take care of you,” he murmured, kissing her cheek. “You’re safe, I promise you. You wanted to be a little kid again, to have someone take care of you, to be claimed and punished. Well I’m claiming you. I’m taking care of you. I’ll be your daddy – you’ll be my little girl. I will take care of you.”

Too tired to argue, she smiled in agreement. Right now, that sounded like bliss.

She didn’t resist when Clay gently slid her bra forward down over her arms, freeing her breasts. And when he stood her up to slide her knickers down her legs, she cooperated with him, holding onto his shoulders for balance and lifting her feet one at a time so she could step out of them. Strangely, she wasn’t embarrassed when she stood there in front of him in all her naked glory, watching as his eyes roamed over her.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispered. Then he stood up. “In you get,” he commanded, helping her step over the side and lower herself down into the bubbles.

She leaned back and closed her eyes as the warm water washed over her, disappearing under the hot suds right up to her neck. She kept her eyes closed as Clay soaped up a washcloth and ran it over her skin, thoroughly cleaning her entire body, every single crevice, with a gentle, circular motion. She should be asking him to stop, she should be mortified at this man touching her, washing her most intimate places, but she wasn’t. She felt cared for and secure; she felt all her stress slipping away as the suds washed over her. She felt content.

“Lie back.” Clay pushed her head down into the water gently, running his fingers through her hair, wetting the strands from root to tip. She could feel the strength in his fingers as he massaged her scalp, kneading the shampoo over her head and through her hair. Thick lather ran down his wrists and into the water around her as he washed her hair, then he tilted her head back and rinsed it out expertly.

She smiled. When had anyone ever washed her hair? She hadn’t even set foot in a hair salon in years – Annie always trimmed her hair for her when it got too long. She’d never cared enough about her appearance to bother with professional haircuts. It seemed a bit pointless really, to pay a fortune for a flash hair-do when she looked ridiculous anyway by screwing up her face at random. Annie. How was she getting on? Was she all settled into her new home already? Now that she knew Rose’s immediate future was secure, she’d been intending to go and visit Annie, maybe take her out for lunch. She sat up.

“I need to go; I have to go see Annie.”

Clay shook his head. “You’re not going anywhere – you’re exhausted. You need a sleep. After you’ve had a nap, I’ll drive you there myself, I promise.”

“I need to see her,” she whined. “You don’t understand,” she pleaded.

Clay put a finger to her lips, shushing her. “You will see her, but you need a nap first. You’ve been running yourself ragged, stressing yourself out to the point of collapse.” He looked at his watch. “It’s only 11 o’clock. Ordinarily, you’d still be working now. You can sleep until 2pm, then we’ll go visit her. Deal? I’ll get your shift covered for this afternoon so you can spend the entire evening with her.”

She nodded. That sounded fair.

“I’m glad you agreed to that, little girl,” he told her, and winked. Then his voice took on a stern tone. “Because when little girls are naughty, they go across their daddy’s knee, their pants get pulled down, and their bottoms get smacked. It would be most unfortunate if you found yourself in that position now, wouldn’t it?” He winked again. “A spanking hurts so much more on wet skin.

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Cassie Corralled by PK Corey

This week it is my privilege to introduce PK Corey, a small town southern writer. happily married to her best friend for over thirty years. With two grown children, the couple is learning to love the empty nest. Next year will see the end of a long and satisfying teaching career and PK is anxious to spend more time writing.

She didn't grow up with the desire to be a writer, but did love to daydream. As a child, she spent most of my spare time, and quite a bit of time when she should have been doing schoolwork, either reading or making up stories.

She was quite young when Cassie wandered into her head and began telling her stories. PK has always been drawn to spanking stories, but needs a little romance with it. That's how Cassie and Tom came to life, as a true love story with spanking thrown in.

Here is the lovely cover from her latest book, Cassie Corralled from Blushing Books.

Love and passion aren’t the soul property of the young. Wait until you meet Cassie and Tom.

Blurb:

Cassie is still living life to the fullest, telling Allie stories about everything from long ago shooting incidents to playing laser tag with the children. Tom keeps an amused, yet watchful eye, on his lovely wife. He tries to be tolerant of Cassie’s fun loving ways, but when she decides to spend the day with people she met through the Internet, without letting him or the girls know of her plans, Tom sees red. Tired of Cassie constantly putting herself in possible danger Tom decides to hire her a driver. Cassie immediately sees this plan for what it really is; Tom wants to hire a bodyguard / watchdog / babysitter for Cassie. That’s something Cassie won’t tolerate and after quickly packing a bag, she’s gone with a roar of the engine and a squeal of the tires. In this case Cassie is determine to have her way – and so is Tom. The final decision may change life on the river forever.

Excerpt

I could not believe what Tom was saying. “You will not!” I stormed. “I have done nothing wrong and you are not going to spank me and I don’t have to go anywhere against my will. Take me home. You can’t spank me for nothing.”

Tom made no comment and the ensuing silence was thick. We rode on without speaking for the near hour it took to reach the house. The company where Tom works now rents this house where we lived for seventeen years. Clients and visiting VIP’s stay here so it was beautifully decorated for Christmas, but I barely saw it as Tom took my hand and led me quickly to our old bedroom, a small overnight bag in his other hand.

I hate being spanked when Tom is truly upset with me – and he was. I hate it even more when I feel I’ve done nothing wrong. My overall success rate at getting out of a spanking once we’ve reached this point is probably less than a fraction of a percent – but I’m not one to go down without a fight.

“I don’t know what’s got your drawers wound so tight, but you have no business spanking me. I haven’t broken any of your silly rules. I haven’t lied to you about anything. I forgot to take a pill one day! That is nothing to spank me about. What’s wrong with you?

Tom said nothing so I went on, “Are you mad because I’ve been busy lately? I’ve had to take care of Sue and it’s December! Things are happening. I guess you’d rather me be chained in the house, but when you want to do something you can go anywhere, anytime. And this big, important party tonight – why are you so insistent on going? Who’s going to be there that you want to be with more than Annie and Andy?” 

I hate to even repeat this next part, but you have to understand I was just mad and on a roll. “Have you found another woman?” I stormed. “You want to show her she doesn’t have to worry about your old hag of a wife?”

I saw it, the hurt on Tom’s face just before it turned to anger. I tried to save it, “Tom, I’m sorry,” I backpedaled. “You know I didn’t mean that. I just…”

“I think that’s a darn good place to start.” He pulled me to the bed and quickly and none too gently pulled down both my slacks and panties at the same time. He began spanking quickly with his hand, but not terribly hard. This wasn’t a good sign; he was actually giving a warm up which told me he was going to take his time.

Buy links:

Blushing Books │Amazon │Barnes & Noble

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Getting to know PK Corey:

Tell me about your latest release

Cassie Corralled is the eighth in the Cassie Space series. This book continues the adventures of a couple who actively practice domestic discipline and have through out their forty-year marriage. This was always the type story I loved – a husband who loves his wife more than anything else in his life, but doesn’t hesitate to put her over his knee for a sound spanking if she puts herself in danger or is less than truthful with him. Through it all the love story is first.

Are you like any of your heroines?

A definite yes and no. Sometimes I think I gave too much of myself to Cassie – she can be fiery and hot headed, she’s fearless and strong. Since Cassie comes from me I feel these are my traits too – but it’s only as I’ve gotten older I feel I’ve given myself permission to be more like Cassie.

How many books have you written? Are they all spanking fiction?

I’ve published eight in the Cassie’s Space series. They are all spanking fiction, it’s what I understand and enjoy writing.

Are you okay in your kink?

I’m not only okay, I’m proud. I’m a born spanko who, like so many of us, hid it most my life. Once I embraced it, when reached a point where I don’t have to hide my true self from anyone, I’ve been much happier. I don’t go out and preach it on the street corner, but I can certainly hold my own in a conversation where someone is calling it unnatural or abusive.

Do you have a specific writing style?

I need to see and hear what’s going on with my characters. My husband teases me about saying I’m going to go write and he sees me in the recliner with my eyes closed. He thinks I’m sleeping when I’m actually watching what’s happening and afterwards I just write what I saw (ok, sometimes I’m sleeping).

Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?

Yes! Mostly that love and passion are not the soul property of the young. Getting older brings on challenges, but it doesn’t change your feelings about love, or sex or even your kink. And for all the twenty-something’s saying ‘ewww…’ there are more in their fifties, sixties, seventies and beyond saying ‘YES!’

Come Back to Me by Jane Henry

Today I’m delighted to welcome back to my blog, the lovely Jane Henry with her book, Come Back to Me: book two in the Bound to You series. Here’s a look at the enticing cover - but wait until you read the sizzling excerpt:

Reunited couple Meredith and Paolo reclaim their passion through the erotic intimacy of Dominance and Submission.

Publisher:  Blushing Books

Released:   April 7, 2016

Genre:        Contemporary erotic D/s romance

Blurb:

Meredith and Paolo are reunited after a devastating accident drove them apart, in the hopes that embracing a lifestyle of Dominance and Submission will rekindle the passion they once had. The premise is very simple: Meredith will obey Paolo, and he will enforce his expectation of her obedience.

But where do they go from here? Paolo proposes a plan that will raise the stakes, a weekend of intense training that will push them both to the edge of their limits as they embrace their new-found roles.

Is Meredith prepared to be stripped of the protective wall she's built around herself? Will she willingly trust Paolo to lead her—even if that means submitting herself to his discipline? Can Paolo be all that she needs — her leader, protector, and disciplinarian, but most of all...her lover?

This is the second book in Meredith and Paolo's "Bound to You" trilogy, a story of love, trust, and devotion, as one couple rekindles their love through the passionate, erotic intimacy of Dominance and Submission.

EXCERPT:

When he spoke, he surprised her.

“I don't want to punish you, Meredith,” he began softly.

Her guilt intensified. He didn't want to punish her, and was her fault. She felt awful.

“Then don't,” she whispered. “I'm sorry. I hate that I've put you in this position. We don't have to--”

“Did I say I'd punish you if you disobeyed me?” he interrupted sharply.

She swallowed. “Yes. I mean, yes, sir,” she stammered.

“Do I always mean what I say?” he continued in the same sharp tone.

“Yes, sir. Always, sir.”

“Then I do have to punish you. But do you understand this isn't something that's enjoyable for either one of us?”

She looked down at her hands. “I do. Yes, sir.”

She wanted to be kneeling in front of him, his arms around her, sitting in his lap, anywhere but sitting on the other side of the bed feeling like a naughty child. His voice was hard when he spoke again.

“Then the next time you have the choice to obey me or disobey me, I want you thinking on this. Thinking on the fact that when I stretch you over my lap, I want it to be because you're fucking beautiful to me, not because you've disobeyed me. That when I give you an instruction, it's not because I'm full of myself but because I care about you and want you safe. Need I remind you that not six months ago, we got into a car accident that could've taken our lives?”

She gulped. “I know,” she said, her voice cracking. “Yes, sir.” Tears pricked her eyes and her throat ached.

“Yet still, you decided that drinking that much before you got in the car and drove home to me was a good idea?”

She shook her head silently, thankful he didn't require another verbal response.

He exhaled angrily.

“Get over here.” She stood and approached him on shaking legs. “Strip and get over my lap.”

Quickly, she obeyed, stripping off her clothing and tossing it on the floor, down to bare skin. She positioned herself over his lap, her head on the bed, her belly flush against his knees, breath coming in shallow gasps as his large hand settled on her naked skin.

“Are we clear that when I tell you to do something I expect you to obey me?”

She felt on edge, every nerve sizzling with anticipation of her punishment, as she felt a variety of emotions. Humiliation in being naked to him and being over his lap anticipating punishment. Attraction to his command of the situation. Guilt from having disobeyed him.

Fear of the pain.

“Yes, sir,” she said, bracing herself...

Buy links:

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Getting to know 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.

Other books by Jane Henry:

Begin Again

A Thousand Yesses                                 

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His Little Red Lily by Amelia Smarts

oday I’m thrilled to welcome the talented Amelia Smarts, an Amazon #1 Bestselling author in Historical Erotica and Erotic Westerns.

Amelia writes romance novels featuring domestic discipline/spanking. Usually her stories involve a cowboy, and they always involve a man's firm hand connecting with a naughty woman's backside. It's important to her to tell a good story in addition to portraying hot sex and discipline scenes. She writes complex, flawed heroes and heroines who struggle and succeed in their journey to love and happiness.

With graduate and undergraduate degrees in creative writing and English, she loves the written word. If you'd like to talk books with her, please check out her email address and social media links at the end of this blog post.

Today we are looking at His Little Red Lily and if the seductive cover doesn’t have you reaching for one-click, read the blurb and excerpt that follow:

His Little Red Lily

Stormy Night Publications

Publisher’s Note: His Little Red Lily is an erotic romance novel that contains includes spankings, sexual scenes, and elements of age play. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book

Blurb:

Lily has dreamed of performing on stage since she was a small child so at the age of eighteen she approaches Jesse, the owner of the local saloon, to ask for a job singing and dancing for his customers. Lily has been secretly in love with Jesse ever since the day he took it upon himself to comfort her when she was in tears one day in town, and that only makes it more painful when he refuses to hire her, telling her that a saloon is no place for a sweet, innocent girl like her.

Determined to convince him to change his mind, Lily returns the next day. Within moments of stepping through the doors of Jesse’s establishment, however, she finds herself pulled over his knee for a good, hard spanking followed by an embarrassing scolding and a stern warning never to set foot in the saloon again.

Though Jesse tells her to forget about both him and the saloon and find herself a proper, respectable husband, he cannot keep Lily off his mind, even after she takes his advice to heart and begins courting the town’s self-righteous preacher. The situation comes to a head when Jesse catches the preacher in the midst of a vicious crime against one of the saloon girls.

Terrified for Lily’s safety, Jesse takes matters into his own hands and informs her of his feelings for her. He makes it clear that he considers it his duty to provide her with both the love and attention she craves as well as the firm discipline she has needed for so long. But with her former suitor bent on revenge and trying to run Jesse out of town, can he keep his little Lily safe and keep the saloon in business at the same time?

Excerpt

After what seemed like an eternity of unrelenting swats, he paused. “Disobedient young ladies get spanked on their bare bottom. You disregarded an order meant to keep you safe, and that’s the worst kind of disobedience.” He pulled the ribbon of her drawers, loosening them from her waist.

Lily stiffened. She recalled the feeling of the earlier spanking on her bare skin, which caused a sting even without much force behind it. She wailed. “Please, no, Jesse. You’re spanking me hard. It hurts enough, I promise. Please, can you leave my drawers on?”

“Not this time, honey. I’m being hard on you for a reason.” He shoved the material to her ankles. His hand cracked down, and the loud slaps on her naked flesh echoed against the walls of the barn. “I don’t want to have to punish you for reckless disobedience again, Lily.”

Pain and embarrassment vied for the strongest feeling. Pain won. She twisted, trying to move the swats to any area besides the spot that seemed to be getting the most attention, which was the lowest part of her right cheek. Each time his hand struck, the burn magnified. She wouldn’t have been able to keep herself in place if he wasn’t holding her down.

His voice was very stern when he paused to speak again. “Don’t you dare disobey me again, especially when it has to do with your safety. Do you hear me, young lady?”

“Yes, sir.”

Jesse resumed the spanking, smacking her even harder than before. She shed tears when he lowered the punishment to her thighs.

“Not on my legs, Jesse! That hurts so much.”

He kept spanking. “It’s supposed to hurt. And you know that, don’t you?” he asked, a gentle tone carrying his words even as his hand connected hard with her bare skin.

“Yes,” she whimpered.

The smacks continued. “And you know it’s for your own good, to teach you a lesson?”

She wailed her response in between smacks. “Yes.”

He brought the punishment to a halt. “Then thank me for your spanking and ask me to continue teaching you this lesson in obedience.”

“Oh,” she moaned, heat flushing her face. She felt horribly embarrassed at the thought of repeating his words, but his tone of voice along with her position over his lap didn’t allow for much argument. “Thank you for spanking me,” she said, and threw her hands over her face, though he couldn’t see it anyway while it was pointed to the ground.

“And?” he prodded.

“Please… Please continue teaching me this lesson.”

“Good girl,” he said, before resuming the punishment.

Buy Links for His Little Red Lily

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Other Books by Amelia Smarts

Fetching Charlotte Rose – A proud young woman learns lessons in love and safety when a no-nonsense man sweeps her off of her feet…and over his lap.

Missy Meets the Marshal – A troubled woman in need of protection and discipline meets a tough marshal, whose job it is to provide both.

The Unbraiding of Anna Brown – Hardened widower awakens from grief when met by a sweet, headstrong young lady in need of some old-fashioned discipline.

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Blessed Beginnings - Hunter Ridge Series Book 4 by Maggie Ryan

Today I am honoured to introduce Maggie Ryan, one of the most popular authors at Blushing Books. We are looking at her book, Blessed Beginning, Hunter’s Ridge Book 4.

Doesn’t this cover just make you want to settle down in front of warm fire and read?

Tagline: Will love and trust be enough to hold the family together when a night of enchantment turns into a nightmare, threatening to tear the family apart?

Blurb:

In the fourth book of the bestselling Hunter's Ridge series, we return to visit the people who have come together for the holidays. Lucy and Louisa continue to blossom under the stern but loving guidance of Lucas and Edward, every day being another step along the paths they have chosen.

But they are not the only ones making choices. Will Franny be able to set her fears of courtship aside and give Samuel Benedict a chance to win her heart? Or will that one impulsive, naughty decision she made ruin her chance of finding true love?

Meanwhile, not one but three men are vying to capture the heart of the vivacious youngest Lady Huntington. Ettie discovers that courtship is thrilling, yet she also learns that there is more than simply love to consider. She knows she needs to feel adored, but can any one of the three make her feel truly cherished?

What path do these two young women wish to take and who will take the journey at their sides?

As shopping is done and gifts made by loving hands, the house is full of secrets. Will Lucy decide to share what she has learned? And what exactly is the secret that Louisa is holding close?

Days are filled with skating, sleigh rides and racing across the snow covered fields. Courting abounds, and preparations are made to attend the Grand Ball. Will love and trust be enough to hold the family together when a night of enchantment turns into a nightmare, threatening to tear the family apart?

Disclaimer: This book contains the spanking of adult women, explicit sexual scenes, and anal play. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

Her Papa spun her until she was in front of him, held in his arms as he began skating backwards. "Kitten, no matter how you might plead, we both know that you would feel lost without paying for your naughtiness. The cane is an implement that I know has you seriously considering your behavior. And, young lady, if you don't wish to wear wheals across your beautiful arse, then all you have to do is be a very good little girl."

Not able to deny his words, she flushed and, tossing her head back, stuck out her tongue. Hearing his chuckle, she closed her mouth, smacking her lips. "What? Don't you love catching snowflakes on your tongue?" A soft yelp was her next sound as his hand connected with her back of her skirts.

"And this is the same girl who wondered if I'd prefer her never to be naughty?" He twirled her in a circle before drawing her close again, bending to speak quietly. "Tonight, my love, you can demonstrate a much better use for that little tongue and your beautiful, warm mouth."

She wondered if the cream she could feel gathering in her core would freeze in the cold temperatures and then decided that no, her body was far too hot to allow that to occur. After she had given him another kiss and a whispered, "Yes, sir, Papa," they skated some more until she traded places to allow him to escort Franny around.

"Are you having fun?" Ettie asked, skating and stopping beside her.

"Yes. I will always love this place. This is where I felt we became true sisters."

Ettie nodded. "Um, are you sure you are okay? I mean, you screamed pretty loudly when you fell earlier."

"I'm fine. I was… um, my bottom is just a little sore."

"Oh, you don't have to say anything else," Ettie said, her cheeks flushing a bit redder than the cold air warranted. After a moment, she smiled. "You and Lucas are so great together. Even when you've been…" She paused, shaking her head. "You two always seem so happy. Do you think I will ever find a man who makes me that happy?"

"I hope so, Ettie. If you find a man half as good as your brother, I can promise that your life will be wonderful even if he gives you a tender arse when you're naughty."

"Lucy!" Ettie said and then giggled. "I love you so much because you are always honest about who you are. Thank you."

The conversation didn't go further as Lucas skated up to them and held out his hand. "Please, may I have this skate?"

Ettie giggled and managed to give a curtsy despite the slick ice. "It would be my pleasure, sir."

Lucy watched as brother and sister took a turn around the pond. She'd never been good at lying or pretending to be someone she wasn't. Besides, every member of her Papa's family was well aware that she often had a tender bottom. And, if Ettie truly was thinking of becoming a woman who gave more of herself than most wives, it didn't seem right to keep at least the basic facts of what that life would require from her.

Buy links for Blessed Beginnings

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Getting to know Maggie Ryan:

Maggie lives in the Lone Star state with her wonderful husband and writes both contemporary erotica and historical spanking romances. She creates characters that enjoy the provocative D/S lifestyle of today’s times as well as ones that live in the Victorian era, with age-play as a theme.

Maggie has always loved reading.  Growing up in a family with four children, it was difficult finding a place to be alone so she spent hours in the tub so she could read without being bothered. She was probably one of the squeakiest clean girls on the planet. It wasn’t long before she began to make up her own endings to the books she read.  From there, she began to write her own stories.

Not wanting to pigeonhole herself, she likes to write in many genres, capturing the many delicious possibilities out there and inside her head. She admits to being somewhat of a romantic though as her stories always must have a great deal of love, passion, corporal discipline and, of course, great, mind-blowing sex. She wants her readers to be able to see, hear, feel and know the characters that she is creating as well as she does as she as she brings them to life and transfers their stories to paper.  Her women are strong of character but also strong enough to know that submission given in love and trust to their partners does not make them weaker; it makes them far stronger. Her men are sexy, strong, demanding alpha males who know how to take what they want while acknowledging it is a gift given by the women who have chosen to submit to them.

She wants no doubt that her main characters would truly would die for each other, no matter how outsiders might view their relationship.

Find Maggie Ryan on social media:

Twitter: @blushingmaggie

Email: maggie.ryan.writes@gmail.com

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More exciting books by Maggie Ryan:

Charming Isabella

Louisa Revealed: Women of Wintercrest Book 1

Lord Edward’s Law: Women of Wintercrest Book 2

Claimed: Women of Wintercrest Book 3

Lucy Surrenders:  Women of Wintercrest Book 4

Summer Solace

Becoming His: The Teaching of Rebecca

Lucy’s Journey Home:  Hunter’s Ridge Book 1

Homecoming: Hunter’s Ridge Book 2

Reunion: Hunter’s Ridge Book 3

Designed for Submission: Divine Designs Book 1

A Submissive’s Dream: Divine Designs Book 2

Treasured Submission

Haven’s Promise: Divine Designs Book 3

The Christmas Pickle

A Submissive’s Gift: Divine Designs Book 4

Rosie’s Resolutions (Masters of the Castle)

My Charming Valentine (Corbin’s Bend)

Miss Summers’ School: Lessons in Submission, Book One

Cherry’s Jubilee: Lessons in Submission, Book Two

Ever Lasting Hope (Corbin’s Bend)

An Author’s Angst (Corbin’s Bend)

Realizing Her Dream (w/ Laurel Jane)

His Passionate Pioneer

My Sassy Settler

A Little Sunshine (written w/ Abbie Adams)

Her Choice Always by Megan McCoy

Today I welcome Megan McCoy who lives in the heartland of America, surrounded by corn, soybean fields, country music and hot guys on tractors. At home, she raises kids and breeds two types of dogs, breeding Chinese Cresteds and poodles. She trains them all with a tender hand and heart, while saving her sternness for the alpha males in her books.
When not writing, her hobbies are gardening, canning, bike riding, bread baking, taking in strays, and seeking her own alpha male.

Megan’s first DD book, Her Choice Always was published by Blushing Books.

Blurb:

Holly and Eric thought they had the perfect DD marriage - but then they were found out.  Can they keep what they happily had and still live in the 'real' world' where people know? 

 Genre: Domestic discipline, romantic erotica.

Excerpt:

“Over my knee. Assume the position.” He motioned and she looked into his eyes.

“Please?  I don’t want a spanking,” she said, stomach clenching. She didn’t want to whine, but she didn’t want what was about to happen either.

“Then you shouldn’t have done something to deserve one,” he said, almost cheerfully. “Buns up.  Over my lap. Now.”

Did he have any clue how hard this was to do?   Arrange herself willingly over his knee?  Opening her mouth to beg one more time for mercy or leniency or something, she saw his head shake slightly.   Holly let a small whimper escape, but then shut her mouth, and bent over his lap.

Hands forward, toes on the floor, for at least a second or two before she started kicking her legs.  The girls in videos she watched occasionally – just occasionally! really! - either got much less of a spanking than she did or had much more self-control. She tended to think it was the former. Nobody could spank as hard as Eric, she was certain.

Luckily for her, he didn’t spout nonsense like ‘hold still’ when there was no way she could.   Before very long at all, she’d be trying to cover her bottom with her hand and attempting to block that hair brush with her kicking feet, and vigorously wiggling, striving to slide off his lap.   She knew it, he knew it, and she figured secretly he appreciated her reactions to his efforts.   Just lying there and taking it would be boring, at least it was in the videos.  Why did they want them to just hold still?  She never understood it.

Plus, she always thought he’d paddle harder if she didn’t react to what he was doing, and who wanted that to happen?  Not this girl.   He paddled way too hard in any case, not that she could convince him of that, of course.  The few times she’d tried to tell him that, when he wasn’t spanking her, he just laughed and said “I know your limits and your bottom can take a lot more than I give you”.  Mean male.

“Huh, that’s funny,” he said. “I can’t see your butt. Pull your shirt up. I need a good target.”

Holly whimpered again, as one hand reached back to pull her shirt up, and he grabbed it while it was there, and held it in the small of her back.  This was not good.  He meant business.

She wiggled, trying to get more comfortable in this awkward and embarrassing position. He’d seen her in all positions, of course, but this one was not like sexual positions.  It felt way too vulnerable and she felt way too exposed, and they both knew why.  She wondered if he’d let her up if she said she had to pee? Doubtful.

“So explain to me in small words my poor male brain can comprehend why your butt is about to be lit on fire,” he said, rubbing her bottom with the cool wood of the hairbrush. She didn’t want to think of how good that felt.

“I’m sorry,” she gasped out.

“Not as sorry as you’re going to be,” he said cheerfully. Why was he in such a good mood?

What was worse, a pissed off male with a hairbrush or cheerfully determined one? Did it matter? The end result was going to be the same.  Pain in her rear. “Did I ask if you were sorry?” The hair brush rose and fell across both her cheeks with a loud crack that made her squeal and jump.

“Ow!” she complained.  He obligingly smacked her again and she wiggled.

“Answer my question,” he said. “Why is your bare butt over my lap?”

“Because you told me to put it there!” Holly wailed.

He cracked the hairbrush down again, “Is now really the time to have a smart mouth?”

“Maybe!” she sniffled, almost convincingly.

“Talk now,” he smacked her again in the same spot, “because in a few minutes you aren’t going to be able to.”

Getting to know Megan McCoy

What was your best date ever?

My best date ever was a possum date. He’d caught a possum in a live trap and we drove it out to the deep country to let it go. It didn’t want to go.  So after a half hour or so of twiddling our…thumbs…possum finally decided to go explore. Our exploring took longer.

How much of your books are realistic?

Do people ask this of murder mystery authors? Seriously?

What is your favorite line from a movie?

Independence Day: “We need to work on our communication” because we all do! No one communicates enough.

What is your message to your readers?

Go with the flow. If it works for you and your partner, it works. Don’t waste your time judging or worrying. Have fun with life!

Connect with Megan McCoy on social media:

Megan McCoy website        

Twitter: @meganmccoybooks

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Buy links for Her Choice Always:

Amazon – Blushing Books

More Megan McCoy books coming soon from Blushing Books:

Hard Wired Desires – March 22nd

Miki, after breaking up with her too vanilla boyfriend, Cole, found herself spiraling down into a self-destructive pattern, at work, in her personal life, and went on line to find a mentor. Her first boyfriend, Luke, had straightened her out a few times in the old fashion way and she knew there had to be a mentor on line who would do the same. You can find anything on line, if you look hard enough!  But often things don't turn out like you plan, do they?

The City Girls’ Choice – April 28th

Cassandra Carter, out for a respite from her high class city life and her ex fiancé, heads out to Rose’s Ranch for the summer to be the general manager in charge of the not-a-dude-ranch. Finding herself thigh high in hot cowboys, she quickly falls for Jeb Lyon, the man in charge of everything and suddenly in charge of her. Can the city girl take to the country life with a hot cowboy who has a hard hand on her bottom and a harder hold on her heart? Or will her past catch up with her before he can make her surrender?

Lessons in Love with the mega-talented Kathryn R. Blake

Today I am honoured to welcome Kathryn R. Blake to my blog. Lessons in Love is her sixth novel with Blushing Books, and fifth spanking romance where Domestic Discipline is primary to the plot. I am in awe and I can’t wait to read this book.

A member of the RWA since the early 1980’s, Kathryn also belongs to several local and special interest chapters.

Although Kathryn is relatively new to the spanking romance market, she is not new to stories where the hero spanks the heroine. In fact, most of her novels have some sort of spanking in them. However, while Kathryn's heroes believe in using spanking as a deterrent, they have no desire to cause the heroine injury and take no delight in hurting their partners.

To date, all of her heroes are dominant, alpha males who are extremely protective of the women they love. However, part of their protectiveness includes the need for a certain amount of control. They do not suffer defiance or disobedience lightly. Still, these men aren't infallible but love and respect always triumph in the end.

Kathryn enjoys traveling, reading, attending the theatre, and is a passionate lover of animals, so much so that in 2015 a stray cat adopted her. The stray now sleeps in Kathryn's bed. She has also recently taken up the expensive hobby of making and selling jewelry.

Her personal website, www.kathrynrblake.com, is filled with photos and links to information about her many interests as well as peppered with quizzes, contests, games and lots of other fun things to do and she loves to hear from her readers, so she has an e-mail link at the bottom of every page.

Lessons in Love

She knew she was flawed, he thought she was trainable. One of them was wrong.

Blurb:

Pam Weston didn't have many choices as far as employment went. Her prison sentence saw to that. With limited secretarial skills, and an even more limited budget, she never considered herself executive material. So, when she was ordered to report to the CEO of her company as his new personal assistant, she fully expected to be checking out the "Help Wanted" section of the paper before the day was over.

Robert Peterson knew his management style was not HR approved, but he believed in using the stick as well as the carrot. Employing the tenets of domestic discipline, he helped mold his personal assistants into confident women who recognized their own self-worth. Even so, his unorthodox methods were only one of the reasons many considered the position of his assistant to be a revolving door. To Rob's mind, Pamela Weston was perfect for his purposes, though given her past, he expected convincing her to agree to his program would be a challenge.

Excerpt:

Rob is setting the rules as he gives Pam a bath.

 Though she longed to cover herself, Pam remained still, naked and vulnerable before him as he bent and swiftly lifted her into his arms. She let out a gasp of surprise, which he completely ignored. Two steps later, he slowly lowered her into the steaming water, which turned her skin pink but wasn't hot enough to be painful. Just the way she liked it.

"Temperature okay?"

Pam returned his smile. "Perfect. How did you know?"

Lathering up a washcloth, he shrugged. "I set it at the heat level I prefer. Baths need to be steamy, or I don't feel clean, unless I'm already too warm. Then I want a shower. Rest your hands on the side of the tub while I see about getting you squeaky clean."

He started with her shoulders and chest, but, when he lowered his hands to her upper arms, she tried to pull away.

"No. We have rules tonight. What were your instructions?"

"I'm not to speak or move without your permission."

"Correct. Did I give you permission to withdraw your arm?"

"No, sir."

"Disobedience requires a consequence."

Pam met his gaze. He wasn't smiling but he didn't appear angry either. Rather than question or argue, she waited for his verdict.

"Draw your knees up and part your legs for me," he ordered. His voice, husky and smooth like expensive whiskey, went straight to her groin. Though the bathtub was long enough for two people, it wasn't unusually wide. However, when she drew her knees up, she was able to spread them without difficulty.

He promptly reached between her thighs and stroked. "You are not to move. Understand? Disobey me again, and you'll get a smack instead."

Pam clutched the sides of the tub as his wicked fingers began their erotic torture. Letting out a soft moan, she struggled to keep her eyes open and her body still. When the sensations grew too strong, she whimpered with her need to come.

Bending his head, he positioned his mouth a fraction away from hers but didn't kiss her. "Good girl," he murmured.

"Rob…."

"You may come," he decreed before his lips swept down to claim her. Pam cried out as she wrapped her arms about his neck and climaxed.

Her breathing ragged, she gripped his broad shoulders, afraid to see his face. His disappointment. Except the feather-light kisses he placed on her cheeks and eyes did not indicate displeasure. Finally, he grasped her wrists and drew back to gaze at her.

Getting to know Kathryn R. Blake:

Are you like any of your heroines?

I'd say most of my heroines and I share some history. They are a part of me and share some of my feelings, but they are definitely different people. Most are much braver and fiestier than I ever could be, but then I'm more even tempered and easy going than most of the women in my stories, and I have fewer hang-ups.

How many books have you written and are they all spanking fiction?

Lessons in Love is my eighth novel, but only my sixth spanking romance. My two other books are paranormal romances that have a bit of spanking in them, but aren't spanking romances by definition. So, all my books at least mention spanking and have dominant heroes struggling to protect independent heroines.

What advice would you have for writers who decide to try their hand at erotica?

My first advice would be to read several books in the genre. If you don't enjoy reading the stories, you aren't going to enjoy writing them. So make sure it's a genre pool you feel comfortable playing in.

Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?

My heroine has a lot of issues, including a huge helping of self-doubt, but the hero gets her to see herself the way he sees her. She's not entirely convinced he's not nearsighted, but she does finally accept that he loves her and he isn't trying to change her into something she's not. So, despite all her problems, she is worthy of being loved.

Do you have anything specific you'd like to say to your readers?

Yes, I'd like to publicly acknowledge the help and support I received from a few individuals. Books require a team effort, so I'd like to thank Kate Richards for her editorial guidance, Celeste Jones for her insightful input, and Staci Taylor for overseeing the project.

As a child, what did you wish to become when you grew up?

My aspirations changed as I grew up. At one point early on I thought I wanted to become a doctor or vet, but I can't stand to see anyone in pain, especially not children or animals, so that bubble burst. Ballet always interested me, but I've got two left feet, so didn't get very far with that one, either. I loved to act, so I was a bit of a drama queen. In college, I majored in drama, but I identified too closely with my characters, so I gave up that dream to identify with my characters through writing.

What Internet site do you surf to the most?

Facebook. I never used to visit FB, but then I joined some writing groups and now it's one of the first and last places I visit.

Find Kathryn R. Blake on social media:

Facebook Page: http://www.facebook.com/KRBlake.page

Facebook Profile: http://www.facebook.com/KRBlake.profile

Twitter: http://twitter.com/KRBwrites

Blog: http://krbnaughtythoughts.blogspot.com

Website: http://www.kathrynrblake.com

Where to buy Lessons in Love:

Blushing Books

http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=3697

Amazon-USA

http://www.amazon.com/Lessons-Love-Kathryn-R-Blake-ebook/dp/B01B43XL8O

Barnes & Noble

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/lessons-in-love-kathryn-r-blake/1123367691?ean=2940157683696