The Decoy Bride by Allison West

Best-selling author Allison West is back today with her hot new novel The Decoy Bride from Blushing Books. From previous posts you may remember that Allison is a #1 International Best-Selling Author in Erotica, BDSM, Romantic Erotica, Sci-Fi, Victorian, and Historical Erotica. She also writes young adult novels under the name Ruth Silver. She has been inventing worlds and writing stories for years. Her favorite novels are those that leave a lasting impression, long after the final page is read.

The Decoy Bride genre: Victorian Erotica

Blurb: 

England 1895 – New Forest is dangerous territory, where vile men snatch affluent brides-to-be, forcing marriage, solely for a woman’s dowry. With the increase in violence, brides of wealth often hire a decoy to ensure their protection.

When Violet Adams is forced by her caretaker to become a decoy bride, she must accept the position with honor, even if it means she may not return. Setting out for New Forest, she soon discovers that being a decoy bride is not the worst of the danger that lurks, the decoy hunt is far crueler.

Warning: The Decoy Bride contains elements of graphic sex, spanking, anal play, and mild violence- tough stuff but worth it.

Buy link:

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Excerpt:

“Is that how you speak with your caretaker?” Myrtle asked. Her cheeks burned crimson and her eyes widened. She looked about ready to explode. “Get over here this instant!” She snapped her fingers, demanding Violet at her side.

Realizing what she had done, she cautiously took several slow methodical steps closer to Myrtle. Would the woman slap her across the face?

“You will learn to show respect! Now pull your trousers down and bend over.”

Excuse me?” Violet had never been asked to do something so improper. What made this woman think she had any power over her? Sure, she’d paid for her services but Violet belonged to Harold.

“I swear if I have to get the paddle,” Myrtle said, huffing under her breath as she grabbed a paddle from the drawer and gripped Violet by the arm, pulling her down and over her lap. The redhead may have looked similar in size but it was evident that Myrtle was much stronger. Without hesitation she ripped her pants and undergarments down, revealing her ivory backside.

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Don’t miss these other exciting titles by Allison West and Blushing Books!

The Victorian Shift

Delia’s Debt

Little Prim and Proper

Jailed Little Jade

Enrolling Little Etta

The Nanny

Fire Licked

The Murderess

Claiming Skye by Katrina Kade

Please welcome Katrina Kade, a student by day and an author of romantic erotica by night. When she’s not studying photography, she also works as a portrait photographer at a small local studio near the beaches of Florida.

She loves apple martinis, Star Wars, The Vampire Diaries, the Originals, The Walking Dead and Smallville. She’s a gamer girl too. Animals are close to her heart and she has a bearded dragon named Yoda (he’s green and white) and a spaz of a dog named Nala who is a Terrier/Pomeranian mix.

Today we’re looking at her book Claiming Skye from Blushing Books.

Blurb:

Genre: BDSM romance

Skye hides her secret fantasies because good girls don’t long for the kink she dreams about. When her subconscious cravings continue to cause sleepless nights, she takes the biggest step of her life and seeks out a local BDSM club. She’s horrified and enthralled, but too prudish to admit this is the life her mind and body desire. She’s not like these people, or is she?

The club’s owner has seen her response before and gives Skye a folded piece of paper with an address, a date, and time. She finds herself knocking…

Elijah waits on the other side of the door. Dominant, arrogant, and lonely—he’s looking for the perfect submissive to cater to his desires and share the lifestyle he relishes.

Is Skye the one? Is Elijah the missing puzzle piece that will allow Skye to release her inhibitions and embrace her kinky side? Or will tragedy keep Elijah from Claiming Skye?

Buy links:

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Excerpt:

The next slap hit the other side of her ass, the pain more intense this time. Elijah had a

way of spanking her, of snapping his hand against her flesh that felt more like a bite than just his flesh against hers. But it was his skin touching hers, and that's what she loved, beyond the pain.

"Bend over."

Elijah's voice was rough, his breathing fast. She wanted to turn around, to

see his face, the lust she knew she'd see. But that was against the rules. So she bent from the waist, moving her feet apart to keep her balance.

"Feet together."

She hesitated, then pulled her left foot against her right. With her hands behind her and her feet together, it was hard to keep her balance. For a moment she wavered, the muscles in her legs tightening as she fought for control. Finally, she found her center, found her balance. Elijah touched her briefly on her leg, running a finger along the crease at the top of her thighs, beneath her buttocks, then moving his fingers between her legs, rubbing against her wetness. She closed her eyes, concentrating on keeping her balance as he slipped one finger into her. For a moment, he wiggled his finger, the fluttering feeling inside her making her gasp. Then he slid his finger out, moving it forward, slowly circling her clit.

Out of reflex, her hips jerked forward, knees buckling slightly as something clenched

deep inside her. But the effort to keep her balance forced her to hold still, even as Elijah rubbed her clit harder, fingers moving faster, and despite herself, her legs tensed again, but she managed to hold her stance.

"Good girl." His voice was very close to her ear, and she realized with a start he was no longer sitting, but standing behind her. "Very good girl."

Her heart swelled with love. Elijah rarely complimented her during a scene, and it

reinforced how special this was, for both of them. He struck her right cheek, much harder this time. She swayed to the left under the impact, her weight thrown to the side. With a strangled sound she dug her toes into the carpet, willing herself not to move her feet even one inch apart.

Elijah caressed her, rubbing his hand gently over her stinging skin, his other hand still buried between her legs, one finger gently thrusting into her slick wetness. The sharp pain sank into her, heating the fire that he'd lit inside her. The tension in her legs lessened under Elijah's gentle touch, both from his hand on her ass, and from his finger slowly circling her clit. She breathed deeply, trying to gain control, not to let herself let go too soon, to prolong this amazing pleasure Elijah was giving her.

But the next slap sent her reeling, her body leaning far to the right, her left foot coming off the floor. She cried out, the pain more intense than she'd ever felt, the counterpoint of Elijah's finger thrusting inside her bringing her to the edge. Her cry was almost desperate, the desire to straighten almost overwhelming.

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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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Tucker's Justice by Maggie Carpenter

I’m delighted to have the amazing Maggie Carpenter on my blog. Male dominance/ female submission is her passion and what she writes about. Her alpha-males range from down-home, hunky, spanking cowboys, to fantasy, sword-wielding, warriors, and of course, artful romantic Dominants who don't need dollars to melt their sweet subs, (even if a few of them have mega-bucks).

There's a little bit of her in all the stories, and The British Bachelor trilogy is based on a long-distance relationship she had with a British Dominant, James Collier. When he agreed to work with her on I AM A DOMINANT, she was thrilled. That book is a first-hand account of some of his more interesting experiences, including the amusing, and intriguing story of the first time he had a woman over his lap.

Maggie is an old-fashioned romantic, complete with her own white knight fantasies, so a red rose and heartfelt sentiment is alive and well on the pages of all her novels. If you like to sigh, please, come on in.

Last but not least, Maggie is blessed to share her life with a precious pup, and a gorgeous mare. All creatures great and small also live close to her heart.

Let’s look at her critically-acclaimed book, Tucker’s Justice (Wild West Cowboys Book 1) from Stormy Night Publications.

BLURB

When hardened gunslinger Tucker Prescott is tasked with bringing law and order back to a town overrun by a gang of criminals, he quickly realizes that his biggest challenge won’t be the villainous McGill brothers. The one who will truly put him to the test is Dolly Baker, the beautiful, feisty twenty-two-year-old daughter of the man who hired him.

From the moment she barges into his cabin uninvited, Tucker knows Dolly is going to be trouble, and it isn’t long before she tests his patience one time too many and earns herself a sound spanking. The embarrassing chastisement gets her attention, but it will take quite a bit more than a few smacks on the bottom to teach her obedience, and the more he sees of Dolly, the more Tucker is forced to admit that he would love to be the man to properly tame her.

Tucker didn’t come to Spring Junction to keep a woman in line, however, he came to deal with the McGill brothers and their gang. He has a plan to do just that, but it will depend on his quick wits as much as his quick draw, and despite his best efforts Tucker can’t get Dolly off his mind. Can he bring the outlaws to justice and make her his bride before she drives him to distraction?

Publisher’s Note: Tucker’s Justice is an erotic romance novel that includes sexual scenes and spankings. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Buy links:

Amazon │Barnes & Noble  

EXCERPT:

She continued to protest, but raising his hand, he brought it down with a strong smack, immediately following it with another, and then another, rapidly moving his flattened palm from cheek to cheek. Her yowl of pain told him her split skirt wasn’t providing as much protection he’d thought it might, and he continued to land his hot hand with slap after slap, covering every inch of her backside. Her yelps and howls grew louder, and increasing the force and tempo, he delivered a flurry of strong, stinging smacks to the center of her bottom.

“Owww, owww, please,” she wailed. “No more! My bottom is burning!”

He believed her. The spanking had been forceful, and though covered with material, he had no doubt her bottom was on fire.

She’d been fervently wriggling, so he paused to let her catch her breath, planning on finishing with several more hard swats as he scolded her, but the sound of horses’ hooves snatched his attention.

“Dagnabbit,” he muttered, pulling away his leg. “Get up and go join your mare.”

Grabbing her bottom, rubbing it and whimpering as she hurried away, she climbed through the planks of wood rather than open the gate, and moving around her horse to the corner, she gingerly slid down.

As she slipped into the shadows, Tucker doused the lantern, then walked quickly to the barn door and opened it just enough to peer through the darkness across to the cabin. In the moon’s light, he counted five men gathered in front of the hitching post. Two jumped off their horses, and marching onto the porch, they began banging on the door. Getting no response, they split up, moving around the cabin and staring through the windows. When it became obvious there was no one inside, they returned to their gang and climbed into their saddles. Tucker could hear talking, but couldn’t make out the words, then one of them pointed to the barn. For a moment he held his breath, then to his great relief they left, cantering back toward the town. He waited until they had disappeared before closing the door and relighting the lantern.

“You can come out now,” he called. “They’re gone.”

Rising up from the straw, Dolly moved past her mare and out of the gate. Tucker still looked angry, and she didn’t blame him. It must have been a shock to see her riding down the middle of Main Street, but she was none too happy either. He could have at least let her explain before hauling her over his knee and spanking her so hard she thought her skirt might catch on fire.

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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:

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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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Callie's Daddy by Mary Wehr

Today I’m welcoming Mary Wehr, an author who lives in Pennsylvania with her husband and a variety of pets inside the house and outside. Critters are always running around in her backyard looking for food. Being outside and surrounded by nature is her favorite pastime. She loves to read and write romances with strong stern heroes and sassy, feisty ladies. She writes Historical Westerns and Contemporary romances. Callie’s Daddy is Mary’s first age-play romance.

Blurb:

Twenty-six-year-old Callie Shaw has needed a father figure in her life for many years, and when she meets Brandon Clay she wonders if she might have found the man to fill that role at last. Though he spoils her and loves her dearly, Brandon is not a man to be trifled with, and when Callie lies to him and puts herself in danger she soon finds herself bent over her new daddy’s lap for a stinging spanking on her bare bottom.

Though he does not hesitate to chastise her firmly when she misbehaves, Brandon never fails to hold Callie in his arms when her punishment is over, and his strict but loving discipline ignites a fire in her which can only be quenched by surrendering her body to his masterful lovemaking. But is she truly prepared to trust her daddy to do what is best for her, even when she has been really naughty and she knows that the spanking she has coming is one she will never forget?

Please note: Callie’s Daddy is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, age play, and more - tough stuff but worth it. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Buy link:

Amazon │ Barnes & Noble │All Romance

Excerpt: Brandon leaned over her and licked the shell of her ear. “Your skin is so nice and pink. Tell me, does my dirty girl want a good ramming from her daddy?” Broad fingers played with her labia.

She pushed back against his touch. “Oh, yes, Daddy Brand, ram me good, please,” she panted, rubbing her nipples against the cool cherry wood. She heard him loosening his trousers, but couldn’t wait and inched her way to the end of the desk, intent on humping the rounded corner. A slap landed squarely on her sore ass.

“Are you trying to hump my desk, dirty girl?” He pushed a finger deep inside her pussy. She groaned, rising on her tiptoes for more. “Hmm, how wet you are.” He added another finger, scraping in and out her sensitized flesh. Callie stuck out her buttocks and mewled. “You like when daddy fingers your pussy, don’t you?”

“Oh, yes, it feels so good.” She ground her hips. “Daddy, I want more. I want something bigger and harder in there.”

He pulled out his fingers nice and slow and, from the corner of her eye she saw him raise them to his nose. “You smell so sweet and good. I’ll give you something hard, but first I want to taste you. Would you like daddy’s tongue between your legs?”

Callie wasted no time in flipping over on her back.

Brandon chuckled. “Now that’s an order you have no trouble following.”

“Nope.” She set her feet flat on the desk and parted her knees. “Lick me, daddy. I ache so.” She burned hot as his sizzling gaze roamed slowly over that part of her that wept for his attention.

“Show daddy where you ache, Callie mine.”

Callie’s hand shook slightly as she touched herself between her legs. “Right here.” Using her other hand, she spread the folds of her sex.

Brandon stared at her, his eyes deepening to a darker blue. “Your delicate pink flower belongs to daddy.” His tongue fluttered along the length of her inner thighs, making her squirm. He kissed the swollen bud. “Come for me. Give daddy your special cream from that sweet little cunt.”

Callie writhed and moaned as his mouth latched onto her flesh. He slid both hands beneath her buttocks, lifting her higher, and buried his face between her legs. She grabbed onto his forearms and bucked against his mouth. It felt as if his tongue was licking her everywhere at the same time. He nipped her clit then lapped at the bite, soothing the area with long licks as he worked his way down to her dark hole. He tongued her there. Once. Twice. Callie’s breath came short and fast. Brandon moved his way back up to her entrance and covered her opening with his mouth. His tongue slipped inside and her entire body shook with the force of her orgasm.

Brandon grabbed hold of her hips. “Daddy’s going to give it to you good.” He drove himself inside her and she cried out. It didn’t take long for her to match his thrusts. “I’ll punish this sweet wet pussy of yours so you’ll think twice about showing off what’s mine. I’ll teach you who’s in charge.” She moaned in reply.

“Daddy, that special feeling is coming again.” Her breath quickened.

“Just let it come, princess. Let your daddy pleasure you one more time.”

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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¢.

Complete Me by Jane Henry

Hang on to your hat! Jane Henry is back with a hot new romance! This prolific author, with a houseful of children, makes 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 advice, “Write the book you want to read,” and has taken it to heart. I’m sure you’re want to read her latest novel from Blushing Books, the third book in the Bound to You trilogy, Complete Me.

Genre: contemporary, erotic romance/BDSM

Blurb:

Meredith and Paolo are adapting to their new-found roles as dominant and submissive. Yet, despite their rekindled passion, everyday life must go on. How will they maintain their new roles long-term? Will people notice her submission to him? Would anyone ever find out she willingly lies over his lap for a spanking?

At the heart of it all, she longs to trust him. When Meredith finds herself terrified for her own safety, she knows there is only one person who will make her feel truly safe.

Though this is the third and final book in the Bound to You trilogy, it can also be read as a standalone.

DISCLAIMER:  This book contains the spanking of adult women and sexual scenes – tough stuff but worth it. If these subjects offend you, please do not purchase this book.

Excerpt 2:

Finger still under her chin, he nodded again. No trace of a smile on his face, nothing but stern and steady. He dipped his head and raised his eyebrows. “And what happens when you put yourself in danger?”

She swallowed, her stomach clenching. “You punish me.”

He nodded. “How will I punish you for this?”

Why did he have to ask her that? He knew how he would punish her!

“You spank me, sir,” she said, and even now, when she knew she was about to be punished, when she knew it wouldn’t be pleasant and she’d be reduced to tears, she felt a glimmer of arousal at having to say it all out loud.

He released her chin and ran his hand down her naked back and to her bottom, sending a shiver down her spine. Without warning, he raised his palm and swat! He spanked her, hard. She barely stifled a yelp as she jumped.

“Over my lap.”

She stood and placed herself in position, perched over his knee, ass in the air. She knew it would be hard, so she crossed her ankles to avoid flailing and buried her face in her arms. She trembled as she felt the cold, unyielding paddle on her bare skin. She drew a shuddering breath. And without warning, he spanked her.

As hard, sharp swats took her breath away, she did her best to stay in position but it was too hard. It hurt too much. When he punished her, he spanked her firmly, and it was all she could do not to fly off his lap. Involuntarily, she moved to block him and he deftly took her arm and pinned it to her lower back.

“Stay over my lap,” he ordered sternly. “I want the memory of this to last.”

“Yes, sir,” she gasped.

“You will not put yourself in danger like that again.”

“No, sir,” she agreed. She yelled out as the paddle met its mark again and again. Slow, deliberate swats fell, one after the other, and when she could not fight or make it stop, she felt herself sink into her submission, deep, deep down and her mind grew hazy. She was aware of the paddle falling to the bed, his hand on her sore bottom, and his voice no longer stern, but soothing now. This is when the tears fell. This is when she knew she was forgiven, and the release of her emotions cleansed her infraction.

Buy links:

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Books one and two in the Bound to You trilogy

Begin Again, book one in the Bound to You trilogy: A desperate wife pledges her obedience to an online dominant.

Come Back to Me, book two in the Bound to You trilogy: Meredith and Paolo attempt a weekend of intense training to adapt to their new lifestyle of dominance and submission.

Other books by Jane Henry:

A Thousand Yesses: They are best friends...can they be lovers?

Sunstrokes: Four authors bring you four tales of punishment and pleasure.

Claimed on the Frontier: Her stern frontiersman demands obedience, determined to be as firm as necessary to keep his bride safe in a hard, dangerous land.

The Boston Doms series - with Maisy Archer:

My Dom: (book 1) Curiosity drives Heidi to yearn for a taste of her amorous neighbor's kinky pursuits.

His Submissive (book 2) Hillary wants Matteo as her dom but he loves her too much to take that role.

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London Lady by Heather Hart

Please welcome back Heather Hart, a British author who lives with her family in Maryland. She’s a writer of hot erotic and romantic fiction – an eclectic mix of innocence and dirt in a hyperactive imagination.

Today we’re looking at Heather’s romantic roller coaster London Lady which offers love, sex, murder, and a pair of villains to drive coffin nails through your heart!

Based on a true story, London Lady is set in the 1960’s when the city of London is gripped by fear as two notorious mobster twins make their mark north of the Thames. Like all smart criminals, they have legitimate businesses too and Claire Fisher enters their world when she takes a job as hostess in one of their nightclubs.

There she meets Bill "Lucky" Underwood. He's their major crime lieutenant, and she knows falling for someone like him is dangerous and stupid. Claire will do anything not to get mixed up in their violent world, but Lucky proves a hard man to say no to....

Excerpt: 

"So why did you come back tonight?"

"To see you."

She laughed. "No really?"

"Really, I mean it. I was watching you all night in the mirror behind Ronnie. When those idiots put their hands on you I saw red. They're lucky they got off as easy as they did. But after they left I got to thinking. What if they came back? What if they waited until we were gone to get their own back? It can happen in my line of work. I see it all the bloody time. In fact, I couldn't stop thinking about it, so here I am."

"My guardian angel?"

"If you like, yeah."

She smiled, and as she stared at the pavement she felt his skin brush hers as he took her hand. She felt him squeeze it, gently. Inside her head told her to let go, to push him away. This life was not for her. This was not what she wanted. Womanizer or no - there was real danger around him; the kind of shit only a fool would get mixed up in. She knew how her uncle was, and the kind of brute he could be. And he was only small potatoes. Lucky here was mixed up with the read deal. And yet every argument she had, every doubt she cradled, every fear she felt; suddenly none of that mattered. He was holding her hand, and God protect her, she was a fool in love.

"I'm sorry," he said.

"Sorry?"

"What I have to offer - well, it's not going to be easy."

"What are you offering?"

"I want you to be my girl. Ever since I met you, I've thought about you - - about us. About how it would be if we were together. Haven't you?"

She kept her eyes lowered, not wanting him to read what was clearly written on her heart. At least, not yet. "Oh Lucky, I've heard so many things. I can't lie to you, I have to say, I'm a little bit afraid of you. All that business with uncle Frankie...."

He pulled her around to a dead halt; his eyes searching hers. "But do you feel anything for me?"

There was no use lying. Face to face like this her eyes betrayed her. She nodded. "I do."

"And you want to be with me, too?"

"I do."

"Then nothing else really matters, does it?"

With some force of will she pushed him away and resumed her walk along the pavement. "If you were any other man I would say that was true, but you're not any other man, are you? You're with the Kray boys. And don't say they're not as bad as the Richardons 'cos I know it's not true. I've heard stories, Lucky, the kind of stuff that gives little kids nightmares. Now I'm not saying I believe any of it, but if it is true... well... I dunno. I'm such an ordinary girl. All I ever wanted was to meet a nice man, get married, maybe have a couple of kids, just like my mum did. In a million years I wouldn't have imagined this. I think a lot about you, I really do, but I'd be lying if I didn't say I was a bit afraid of you, too."

He laughed. "Of me?"

"Yes. You're part of it, aren't you? Oh God, I just don't know, I really don't."

He pulled her to a stop again. There was a solid brick wall along the side of the street and he nudged her gently back toward it. Her heart beat wildly; if anything was true it was that she wanted him to kiss her now, so badly. She'd said her piece, but her body ached for him; for his gentleness, for his cheek, and yes, if she were completely honest with herself, for the danger too. In him they all came together as one; an irresistible, provocative package, and she wanted him more than anything else in the world.

He brushed the back of his knuckles gently along her cheek and as he bent his head to kiss her, her last defense melted away. She loved him. Somehow, in spite of her reason, in spite of his life-style, in spite of everything, she loved him. She would be his, body and soul, and as his lips brushed hers, her heart surrendered completely. She had no choice now, she would take a chance, and as he pulled her into his body she gave herself up to an unknown destiny, one that only fate could decide. She closed her eyes, ignored her fears, and just let it happen.

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Little Prim and Proper by Allison West

Please welcome back Allison West, a #1 International Best-Selling Author in BDSM, Science Fiction, Victorian, and Historical Erotica who also also writes young adult novels under the name Ruth Silver.

Today we are looking at her novel, Little Prim and Proper from Blushing Books.

Blurb: When Kathryn Arrington is kidnapped from the streets of Victorian England, and forcefully taken against her will, all she can do is go along with what is required of her at the Academy of Submission, until she can plan her escape.

Being dressed and treated as a little is tedious work.

When Mr. August Sanders visits the academy in search of a little bride, he sets his eyes on the alluring Miss Kathryn. Desiring her to be his little Kat, August declares he wishes to purchase her outright, for the intention of marriage. She hastily agrees so that she might leave with him. Perhaps she will find a better life away from the care of her strict nanny and the despicable Mr. Edwin.

What Kathryn hopes is a fresh start turns out to be a constant reminder of those she left behind at the academy. With the threat of harm to her family looming overhead, she must find it in herself to trust August.

Little Prim and Proper contains elements of age play, anal play, spanking, and graphic sex.

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The night air grew cool and Kathryn Arrington pulled her cloak tighter, cinching it together with her hands as she walked towards home. At twenty-three, her parents grew tired of her lack of prospects for marriage, insisting she take the hand of the next man who asked for her to marry him. Arrangements of marriage came and went, with her three younger sisters. They had found no trouble when it came to accepting a proposal and giving their dowry to a fine gentleman.

Kathryn, however, had been unable to sit still long enough to catch the eye of a prospective suitor. Against her parents’ wishes, she traveled the rails with a few pence she had secretly earned gambling. It was not the most respected way to earn a living and as for being a woman, she had never looked the part of a lady when she gambled, always wearing a top hat to hide her dark curls and the trousers of her father, albeit a bit baggy. No one seemed to pay her any attention. Her parents learned to just be grateful when she returned home at night and decided it best not to ask questions on where she had been. Perhaps it was due to the fact she found most men repulsive that they did not worry themselves too sick on her whereabouts. She had no reason to soil her name or reputation so kept the drinking to a minimum and her skirt down at all times. Besides, she had found no man worthy of her charm.

Tonight she did not dress in her father’s clothes; it would have been highly inappropriate. Instead, she dressed as a lady, with a dark blue gown to her toes that bustled out from her hips. The cloak she wore was as dark as the night sky, a rich blue that looked black under the moonlight. She had spent the afternoon riding the train, seeing all of London, exploring every crevice of the city.

Her family lived in Stanton, just outside of Oxford. The ride would be too long by carriage, and her parents’ coachman never would have escorted her on the trips she took without merit. Although her parents had given up on disciplining their daughter, it did not mean they condoned her behavior either. She had learned early on, at sixteen, that if she wanted to see the world, then she would have to figure her own way to do so.

Gas lamps shone under the moon and she walked with haste, picking up her feet in the brass heels to hurry and catch the train. She had not paid attention to the hour, which meant she had missed the second to last train back home. If Kathryn did not run, then she would find herself alone for the night, outside. It would not be a pleasant experience for anyone, let alone a young unwed woman. The few pence she had in her pocket would not suffice for a night’s sleep under a roof.

Kathryn loved London. The busy nature of the city, the constant rush of people as she found herself lonely back at home. Her parents had grown tired of her presence under their care. Her sisters had been married between the ages of sixteen and eighteen. She half-wondered what was wrong with her. Had it been her desire to explore and chase after whatever caught her eye? Surely a man would be pleased with such a captivating young woman.

In the distance she heard the whistle of the train. “Christ!” she cursed under her breath, picking up the hem of her skirt as she high-tailed it in a very unladylike manner towards the train station. The distance between her and the engine was too far apart and even as her legs burned and she gasped for breath, she found herself unable to reach the station before the train departed London.

Now what was she to do? She found a seat on the bench at the station, watching as the train disappeared and the tracks now lay empty. Morning would not come for several hours and sleeping outside seemed barbaric. Kathryn sat alone, in the darkened station before retreating back towards the city. Her day had been spent shopping at the market, imagining the fine luxuries wrapped around her body. She had tried on dresses and jewels that she knew were far outside of her budget. Her parents may have been well off, but it did not mean they fed her money on a whim.

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Allison West has been inventing worlds and writing stories for years. Her favorite novels are those that leave a lasting impression, long after the final page is read. You can find more about Allison on Facebook, Twitter, and her blog “Spanking Author.” http://spankingauthor.com

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