His Forbidden Submissive by Brandi Evans

Brandi Evans is here today with her new book, His Forbidden Submissive (Restrained Fantasies, book one).

To find happiness, she must do something she swore she’d never do again. Let a man control her.

Blurb:

After beating cancer, Vivian goes on a mission to cleanse her life. First on the list, kicking her cheating, controlling husband to the curb. Second, she must discover the answer to a question that’s been haunting her. Is the love she harbors for Brock, her bad-boy brother-in-law, genuine or a chemotherapy-induced illusion?

Brock loves a woman he cannot have, his brother’s wife. To claim her would be a betrayal. He knows loving her is wrong but he can’t help it. So when circumstances bring them back together, he can no longer deny his forbidden attraction, and they unite in a fury of passion, lust—and bondage.

But Vivian isn’t prepared for Brock’s BDSM lifestyle, no matter how sexy he looks with his tats and leathers. After ten years with a controlling husband, submission is terrifying—but so is never being with Brock again.

Submission or freedom? No matter which path she chooses, her life will change forever.

Publisher’s note: His Forbidden Submissive contains adult material, including very strong language, depictions of bondage and discipline, and graphic descriptions of sexuality. If you do not care to read such material, please do not open this book.

Buy links:

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Excerpt:

“Get on your knees, my pet.”

But, like with his last command, she hesitated.  A war must have been raging inside her, the conflict revealed in her darkening eyes.  She wanted to submit; she didn’t.  Maybe he could offer a little, um, encouragement.

“You got a good look at my world, but while you were taking everything in, I was watching you.  I got a good sense of what turned you on and what made you feel uncomfortable.  And now I’m going to use what I learned to help your inner desires come out and play, just like you asked.” He kissed her nose.  “I gave you a lot of liberty earlier. I wanted you free to ask questions, see everything, but that liberty ended when you gave yourself to me. From here on out, you do what I say when I say. Is that understood, sub? Say yes, Sir if you understand.”

“Y-yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.” He stroked an index finger against her temple, cheek, and neck. “Do you remember your safe word?”

She nodded.

“I want to hear you say it.”

“Red, Sir,” she whispered.

“Very good.  If you use your safe word, I will stop whatever I’m doing, no questions asked, but remember this—” He tightened his grip on her, not enough to actually hurt, but enough to get her full attention. His next point was important. “Your safe word’s not a word you throw around when you’re a little uncomfortable. Aside from severely pissing me off and interfering with my ability to read you properly, you’re never going to get a good evaluation of your own sexual threshold. You’ll never know what really turns you on or turns you off unless you truly allow yourself to experience the lifestyle.”

More about Brandi Evans:

Brandi Evans was raised by a caravan of traveling Gypsies. She spent her days learning the ways of her people and her nights lost in legends as old as time. Okay, not really, but that's way more interesting than the truth!

In reality, Brandi grew up the oldest child of an ordinary family. Grade school, middle school, high school. Nothing extraordinary happened until she left the nest. She joined the military, went to college, got married, and became a mom. And somewhere along the way, she discovered she liked to read—and write!—stories hot enough to melt eReaders.

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An interview with Brandie Evans:

What is your writing environment?

Silence. My ADHD requires it. At the very least, there can’t be any words being spoken, so TVs and crowds are out. I can listen to classical music or music in a foreign language, but words I understand distract me. Like seriously. ;-)

Oh, and there are lots and lots of Starbucks cups scattered around me. My Muse thrives on cinnamon dulche lattes, often with extra shots of espresso. All I know is if I don’t strike it rich sometime soon, my Muse may bankrupt me.

What is your writing process?

Feeling my characters. As in going deep into their thoughts and practically becoming them. Understanding them. As a result, my stories are very internal, which I like. On the flip side of things, however, becoming my characters often leaves me feeling emotionally spent.

What is your favorite scene in your new release?

Hands down Vivian’s first bondage scene. *fans self* The anticipation, the vulnerability…the massive amount of orgasms she has before her Dom, Brock, takes mercy on her. What isn’t to like?

What are you working on now and when can we expect it to be available?

The next story in my Restrained Fantasies series. I’m tentatively calling it Reading His Sub, and it features Dom detective Carter Burkes and sexy, curvy bartender Raven. I’m also working on a cowboy ménage featuring two half brothers and the cowgirl they both want. Plus, I’ve gotten right back on some of my older stories, so I’ll have those going soon.

What is one interesting fact about you that readers don’t know?

I’m painfully shy and socially awkward. Very much so. Being online, however, is much easier for me. I guess it’s that buffer of anonymity that allows me to be myself, and it keeps that nagging voice in the back of my head in check so I can relax.

#SatSpanks A lesson in manners

Happy Saturday! Did you get yours this week? Ronnie is about to get hers. Heaven knows she deserves it and Del’s just the man to give it to her:

(NC-17)

From (Romancing the Coast, book 1):

As her emotions roiled, Ronnie’s manners slipped even more.

“I suppose,” she snapped.

“Keep talking,” Del said. “The ruder you are, the more I will spank you. You’ve got quite a tally already because of your phone call from Montreal, to say nothing of what you’ve added to it today.”

He kissed her forehead and looked into her eyes. “Do you deserve a spanking?”

Something in her chest tightened at the smoldering intensity of his gaze. She shrugged, acting far more nonchalant than she felt.

Buy link –

Amazon - free on Kindle Unlimited

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

The Simon in Charge series:

Simon Says (book 1)

Winning Sadie (book 2)

Sadie Says I Do (book 3)

Short story:

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

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Miriam's Rebirth by Pippa Greathouse

The latest book in the Strasburg Chronicles by Pippa Greathouse is now live on Amazon. If you haven't caught the series so far, you may want to know that it's possible to read Miriam’s Rebirth as a standalone book. But beware - these heartwarming romances can be addictive!  

She needed someone to care for her: He wanted to be that someone. But would she allow it?

Blurb:

It was February of 1865. The Civil War had gone on for five years now. Flaxen-haired, blue-eyed Miriam Hanner Clarke was widowed at age twenty-eight, when her husband, Burton died in battle. Since then, she has filled her days of dealing with his loss by working in the dormitory, which had been turned into a hospital. No longer the quiet, shy, stuttering girl she had been when she arrived, Miri had blossomed into a competent young woman who was determined to ease suffering, any way she could.

But she was certainly unprepared for the challenge of caring for Captain Nate Alley, the victim of a gunshot wound, now under her care.

Captain Alley had no patience for being injured. He was accustomed to being in charge and having others submit to his leadership. When challenged by this tiny, independent and stubborn young woman, who was half his size, his first instinct was to put her over his knee. Growing stronger each day, he was determined that she would submit; she was just as determined not to.

Who was going to win this battle?

Publisher's Note: Miriam’s Rebirth is a sweet love story that includes the spanking of adult women. If this is not to your liking, please do not purchase the book.

Buy links:

Amazon │ Blushing Books

Excerpt:

“I am not always the most patient man. Sometimes I speak before considering my words carefully enough. You have seen that already. But I am quick to apologize, when I know I am wrong. And I do try my best to look out for those who are my responsibility.”   He stopped, and rolled his eyes. “And I am doing a wretched job of trying to say this.” He lifted her chin, his eyes narrowed down at her. “Listen carefully, Miri.”

She kept her gaze upward, waiting.

“I told you this morning, that if you had any problems, you were to come to me. Do you understand what I meant by that?”

Miri shook her head from side to side, slowly.

“Well, damnation,” he said, frustrated. “I am totally inadequate at this. I think Dr. Foster must have removed part of my brain.”

A laugh bubbled out from her.

“And another thing you should know. I spank little girls who laugh at me.” 

More about the author:

Pippa Greathouse has been writing since the fifth grade, after each student was given an assignment to read aloud a story to the class of her their writing.  One horrified teacher later and a class of students who thought the horror story was “cool,” and she was hooked.

Since then, the writing has continued.   She now is an author for Blushing Books, and still loves what she does. Her favorite genre is historical fiction romances, where men are “strong, Alpha men” and their feisty ladies who are in need of the discipline they are sure to provide. And historical fiction is perfect for that!

She has two supportive and fantastic children, and is married to the love of her life, who is her very own “Alpha hero” and her biggest fan.

Connect with Pippa Greathouse: may be found at:

Website: http://www.pippagreathouse.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pippagreathouse/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/PippaG6

Don’t miss these other exciting titles from Pippa Greathouse and Blushing Books:

The Strasburg Chronicles,

Angelica’s Rescuer: Book one

Merrie’s Hero: Book two

Cinderella’s Lawman: Book three

The Return of Lucy Grace: Book four

Macie’s War: Book five

Submission at the Tower by Felicity Brandon

If hot erotica is what you’re after, look no further than Felicity Brandon’s novel, Submission at the Tower.

"This is not a love story. This is the story of the hunger inside of me which must be fed before it consumes me entirely…"

Blurb:

After a chance encounter with a handsome stranger introduces her to The Tower, an institution that trains women in submission, Janie McClusky is irresistibly drawn to the place. But admittance comes at a price, and soon enough Janie is utterly bare and fully on display, blushing crimson as the men at The Tower thoroughly explore her body, bringing her pain, pleasure, and shame as they see fit.

As Janie’s training begins, there is one man among the group who seems to know her own needs better than she does, and before long she finds herself yearning and even begging for his touch. But if she relinquishes control completely to this captivating stranger and allows him to break down her remaining defences, will there be any coming back at all?

Publisher’s Note: Submission at The Tower is an erotic novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, extensive BDSM content, exhibitionism, anal play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Buy links:

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Excerpt:

“Now remove those panties,” barks a voice from over my right shoulder.

This order is so much firmer than the previous, it almost takes me by surprise. Instinctively I turn my head to see its owner, but am met by the hard stare of Shaw.

“Now, number sixteen …”

Still unsure which man had made the request I wiggle slowly out of my black satin panties. Moving them down my thighs, I allow them to pool at my feet, before stepping out of them and bending carefully to collect them in my hand. I notice to my shame that the gusset is wet and sticky from my own arousal and I feel my face colour again.

“What have you seen?” asks Shaw, not missing a trick, “bring them here, number sixteen.”

Reluctantly I lower my head and take a small step towards him.

“Not like that!” snaps a voice from behind me – the same one which had ordered the removal of my panties. “Get down on your hands and knees!”

The flush in my face flames at the sound of his command. I suspect my embarrassment is more from being so publicly chastised then from the demand, but nonetheless the effect is the same. I am suddenly a ball of mortification in front of these men – my new masters. I take a deep breath and fall silently to my hands and knees.

As I assume this new, more vulnerable position, the atmosphere in the room changes perceptibly. The air is now charged with palpable energy. The nervous ball of arousal in me drives me on and I arch my back shamelessly, pushing my ass and wet pussy out for everyone behind me to see. I am no longer particularly young and even though I work to keep myself in shape, I am still wrecked with the type of body insecurities that plague most people. Strangely in this most exposed of moments, I feel powerful, even in my submission. I know that every pair of eyes is on me, every pair of hands wants to touch me and every cock is straining to fuck me. The result is the most incredible feeling of wanton depravity I have ever experienced.

I glance up at Shaw. I can clearly see his hard length visible through his pin-stripe trousers. The desire to take it in the mouth and taste him is strong and yet the desire to submit to his will is even more powerful. Without being told I dip my head to my right hand and pick up my panties in my teeth. A low hum of appreciation rattles around the circle. Then, panties hanging from my mouth, I crawl as seductively as I can across to where Shaw is waiting.

Two things strike me. The first is how much harder it is to crawl with grace than I’d imagined. The unforgiving wood under my knees cuts into my skin, making each movement a temporary agony and the progress feel awkward and clumsy. I hope in vain that it looks lither then it feels, and yet somehow I doubt it… As I move drawing in deep breaths through my nose, the second thing becomes apparent. The smell of my own arousal fills my senses. The panties in my teeth seem to radiate it. I’m sure that everyone else in the room can also get the scent. I would no doubt be blushing furiously about this new shame was it not for my already humiliating predicament! And yet this humiliation is exactly what I’ve been craving for so long, my drenched pussy a testament to how much I am enjoying the experience.

As my mind dwells on the depths I have already sunk into since my arrival less than an hour ago, I approach Shaw’s feet and legs. Unsure of how to proceed, but sure that looking up at him is not an acceptable response, I wait on all fours in front of him, like an untrained animal. I squirm at the prospect that he may be making the same comparison.

Felicity Brandon’s writing credits:

Amazon #1 international best-seller of the salacious, erotic & romantic.

Golden Flogger Finalist 2016, Spanking Romance Reviews runner-up.

#BDSM, #spanking, #submission.

Wicked Pen Writer with Mr. Blackthorne.

18+ her books contain explicit material and scenes of intense D/s sex.

Connect with Felicity Brandon:

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#SatSpanks - Irresistible

What starts and ends with S and happens every Saturday? Saturday spankings. And that's why we're here today. Please join Del Franklin as he tries to make peace with the fiery Ronnie Flynn (NC-17):

Seeing Ronnie (Romancing the Coast, book 1):

Del tipped her face up to his. “Do you know how hard it is for me to resist touching you when you walk around like this, your body backlit through that thin dress? You’re not wearing anything underneath it, are you?”

Delighted, but trying not to show it, Ronnie let a small grin cross her face. “Not a stitch.”

“Well that’s going to make what’s coming next much easier for me. I’m glad there isn’t a lot of satin and lace between me and your bare bottom.” He smiled back at her. “People say I’ll get frostbite if I stand too close to you. But I know what you’re doing with your foul mouth and your bad temper. You’re trying to push me away. But you can keep pushing because I’m a rock. I don’t move for anyone.”

Ronnie rolled her eyes. “God what is this? A fucking grade B movie?”

Del shook his head. “You’re a smart woman, Ms Flynn, and you just asked me to warm your bottom again.”

 

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

The Simon in Charge series:

Simon Says (book 1)

Winning Sadie (book 2)

Sadie Says I Do (book 3)

Short story:

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

Please join these other bloggers for more hot spanking fiction:

Her Rogue Viking by Ashe Barker

Ashe Barker has always been fascinated by Vikings and she’s transformed that love into a hot new book Her Rogue Viking. Strong, sexy warriors, ruthless, dominant and determined – what’s not to like? It was only a matter of time before she wove a story around these fierce raiders who rampaged through Scotland and England for over three centuries, eventually settling and leaving their indelible mark on British history.

A Viking raid was a ferocious affair. They relied on what would nowadays probably be termed ‘shock and awe’ swooping in from the sea on their fast dragon ships to attack with vicious and deadly effect. The Nordic raiders would be gone almost as swiftly as they arrived, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. The local people would hardly know what hit them.

She admits that she’s employed a certain amount of poetic license, but was determined to recreate the Viking era to the best ofher ability – their homes, their clothing, what they ate, how they lived. She hopes readers will be as entranced as she is by these creative and charismatic raiders, and perhaps forgive them their more outrageous little foibles.

Abducted. Humbled. Claimed

Blurb

Though Fiona puts up a brave fight when her village is raided by Vikings, she ends up being carried off over the broad shoulders of Ulfric Freysson, the leader of the Norsemen. The stern, ruggedly handsome warrior quickly makes it clear that she belongs to him now, and her best efforts to escape merely earn Fiona a painful, humiliating switching on her bare bottom.

Her captor’s bold dominance sets Fiona’s passion ablaze, and when he brings her to his bed she cannot help begging for him to claim her completely. As Ulfric begins training her to please him in any way he demands, Fiona finds herself falling in love with her new master, but she soon realizes that there are those among his people who still see her as an enemy. When her life is threatened by a member of his own family, will he stand ready to protect her no matter the cost?

Publisher’s Note: Her Rogue Viking includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Buy Link: Amazon 

Excerpt:

Ulfric carried her to the fallen tree and set her down beside it, taking care to allow her to lower her good leg first. Then, still ensuring that her weight remained on her uninjured foot, Ulfric helped Fiona to turn and face the trunk, then eased her torso forward until she was balanced across it. The furs and blanket provided a soft cushion. Fiona could find no reason to complain that her comfort was not considered as Ulfric patted her soon-to-be-punished bottom.

“I will lift you a little higher, to ensure that your feet are off the ground and taking no weight, and to offer me a better target, naturally.” He did not wait for any further comment from Fiona. In moments she was dangling over the tree trunk, her feet inches from the bare earth and her head and shoulders balancing her weight on the other side. The grass and a light dusting of fallen leaves were just inches from her nose but she could just make out their shapes in the gathering gloom as she quivered in this unfamiliar and vulnerable position.

Her father had been no disciplinarian. In all her nineteen summers no one had ever so much as slapped her wrist, let alone bent her over a fallen tree for a public switching. Fiona wondered if it was possible to die of humiliation.

She managed not to whimper as her skirts were raised above her waist, then tucked under the woven braid that served as a belt. Fiona was acutely aware of the half dozen or so Viking warriors who had gathered to observe the proceedings. They were all now afforded a fine view of her upturned, naked buttocks. She was glad she could not decipher the exact meaning of their calls and remarks, though the general gist was plain enough.

The jocularity ceased abruptly at a word from Ulfric. The men remained in place, watching, but they no longer offered their lewd observations.

Fiona was accustomed to harsh winters, but the bitter chill of this Nordic early evening was equal to anything she could recall in her own country. She shivered as the icy breeze caressed her bare backside and could not help clenching as Ulfric bent to select the first switch.

“Fear not, little wench. You shall soon be feeling a good deal warmer.” He swung the switch in an experimental arc, slow at first, then fast enough to produce an ominous whistle. Fiona shrieked.

Ulfric chuckled and moved in close. He laid the palm of his free hand on her bottom, the caress almost affectionate. “Try not to clench, though I realise it is difficult. Are you ready?”

There was nothing to be gained by delaying matters. Fiona nodded, then clenched her bound hands into fists as she tensed for the first stroke.

“Aagh!” She let out a shrill scream as fire exploded across her right buttock. Her entire body jerked with the force of the blow, though she had been expecting it. This hurt though, more than she had ever imagined.

“One,” Ulfric intoned. “Be still, Celt. Settle down and we shall continue.”

Somehow, through the haze of pain, she heard his words and managed to obey. Moments later fire snaked across her left cheek.

“Ooh!” Sweet Jesus, can I bear this?

“Two. Now relax, you do not wish to drag this out, I am sure.”

He was right, she did not. Fiona willed her tense muscles to soften and drew in a shuddering breath.

“Three. Four.”

She was managing the pain just slightly better now, no longer so shocked by the intensity of sensation. She managed not to cry out, and needed no further reminders to keep her buttocks soft.

“That is good. Five. Six. Seven.”

Fiona writhed against the blanket. Despite her determination to bear this ordeal with fortitude she was unable to remain still, nor could she contain her tears that flowed unchecked across her face.

Ulfric paused to once again lay his palm over her throbbing backside. Her bottom was on fire and she flinched under his touch though he was not rough with her.

“You are doing well. Just three more to go. Shall I continue, Fiona?”

No! Enough! “Yes. Please, just finish this and let me get up.”

Author Interview

1. Please tell us a bit more about Ulfric. He’s a stern and sexy Viking chief, with a twitchy palm, but what else is there to know?

Well, I think you just about covered the basics there. Ulfric has a strong sense of family loyalty but that is tested sorely in this book. He has a difficult choice to make, but he is a man who doesn’t shirk his duty and ultimately he will do what he thinks is right for those he loves – whether they like it or not.

2. How many books have you written? Are they all historical or spanking fiction?

I have over forty titles out now, and they are all erotic stories. About a dozen of them are historical novels. Some have more of a BDSM vibe going on and some are spanking/domestic discipline. At first I wrote just contemporary stories, then I started adding a few historicals and sci-fis. I love the variety.

3. Why do you enjoy writing historical fiction?

History was my favourite lesson at school, though some periods are more fascinating to me than others. I always preferred the medieval or even earlier times, though the Victorians were an interesting bunch too. But the Viking era is my current favourite and Her Rogue Viking is the first in a series the three linked novels set among these Nordic warriors and the sassy Celts who bring them to their knees.

In many ways life was simpler in the past, if a lot more brutal, and of course some of the moral issues we would have to deal with in a contemporary setting don’t apply. Inequality was the norm. Women were expected to obey – or else. A spanking author can have a field day.

4. If you were to write a book about yourself, what would you name it?

I think at some level or other they are all a little bit about me. I could never write a book about a heroine I didn’t actually like or identify with in some way. Or a hero I couldn’t relate to and wouldn’t want to meet. Maybe I’d call my autobiography Made a Difference, because I hope that would be true. Perhaps that should be on my gravestone rather than a book cover, come the day.

More about Ashe Barker

USA Today best-selling author Ashe Barker has been an avid reader of fiction for many years, erotic and other genres. She still loves reading, the hotter the better. But now she has a good excuse for her guilty pleasure – research.

Ashe tends to draw on her own experience to lend colour, detail and realism to her plots and characters. An incident here, a chance remark there, a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can spark a story idea.

Ashe lives in the North of England, on the edge of the Brontë moors and enjoys the occasional flirtation with pole dancing and drinking Earl Grey tea. When not writing – which is not very often these days - her time is divided between her role as taxi driver for her teenage daughter, and caring for a menagerie of dogs, tortoises.  And a very grumpy cockatiel. 

At the last count Ashe had over forty titles on general release with publishers on both sides of the Atlantic, and several more in the pipeline. She writes M/f, M/M, and occasionally rings the changes with a little M/M/f. Ashe’s books invariably feature BDSM. She writes explicit stories, always hot, but offering far more than just sizzling sex. Ashe likes to read about complex characters, and to lose herself in compelling plots, so that’s what she writes too.

Ashe has a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keeps thinking of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a lot more from her.

Ashe loves to hear from readers. Here are her social media links:

Connect with Ashe Barker on social media:

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Or you can email her direct on ashe.barker1@gmail.com

 

Her Hero by Jane Henry and Maisy Archer

Jane Henry and Maisy Archer’s book, Her Hero, has been for sale for about half a day and already it has 37 reviews (probably more by the time this blog post is live) with an average rating of 4.9 stars - which is no surprise. If it's from this dynamic duo, you know it's going to be hawt! I’ve got my copy - do you have yours?

Blurb:

Donnie Nolan learned early that the secret to life is control. Born into a world of blood and violence, he broke free from the chains of his past with the help of Master Blake and his crew at The Club, and vowed that nothing would drag him back… until a knock at the door reminds him that there are some chains that can never be broken.

All Grace Diaz had ever dreamed about was freedom – freedom to control her destiny, to explore her passions, and to love the boy who’d always been her hero. But those dreams died the day Donnie Nolan left the neighborhood. Now, thanks to her older brother’s debts, Grace has become a pawn in a criminal chess game. Kidnapped and held by a man with ties to human traffickers, freedom has never felt like more of a dream.

Donnie must confront his painful past to save Grace. But what will happen when she realizes that he’s not the knight in shining armor she once thought he was, but a sadist who longs for control? Will Donnie be able to reconcile his dark desires with his need to be… her hero?

Publisher's Note: Her Hero is intended for adults only. It contains raw elements of violence, power exchange, and mild BDSM, including the disciplining of adult women. If these themes offend you, please do not purchase.

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:

“Doesn’t matter. Is it true? Is it wrong for me to want things with you? Things I… things I’ve only read about? Things I’ve wanted to try? I was a virgin until this morning, but that doesn’t mean that I haven’t thought about it. Dreamed about it. Do you only want me if I’m some pure, sweet, virginal little—”

“No!” he told her, stung by her words. “Christ, no. I’ve wanted you from the second I laid eyes on you in that tiny little bed at Joe’s. I could barely keep my hands off you, even then, and every minute since has been… torture.”

She shook her head impatiently. “Then you’ve gotta see that I’m not a little girl anymore. I haven’t been for a long time. I’ve been dealing with mi mama, and Pedro, and Mikey, and all that bullshit for years. Running the household, holding down a job. I love that you want to take care of me, and God, I want you to do that. I like having you in control. But I don’t need to be locked in an ivory tower. I don’t need to be protected from my own desires or yours, because… That’s not safety, it’s suffocation.”

“You’re wrong,” he said, the words rough and heavy. “It’s not about girls you fall in love with and girls you fuck. I don’t even know what that means. There is only one girl I’ve ever fallen in love with, Grace Diaz, and if you think I don’t want to fuck you every minute of the day, you’re crazy.” He lowered his head and bit her bottom lip hard enough to make her moan, and his hands slid around to cup her ass. “But I don’t want to do anything that would harm this… us. I don’t want to fuck this up.”

She pressed herself against him, and he could feel the stiff peaks of her nipples rubbing against his chest, even through their clothing. He bit back a groan.

“If you want me, the real me, you can’t put me on a pedestal,” she whispered. “Believe me when I tell you what I want and what I need. And if you want this thing we have growing between us to last? Then you’ve got to show me the real you, and trust that I can handle what you need, too.”

Donnie sucked in a breath and lifted his hand to cup her cheek. The wind whipped her long hair around his arm, tethering them together.

“And what do you want, Grace?” he demanded.

She stared at him, unflinching.

“I want all of it. Every kinky thing you’ve ever done to another girl, I want you to do with me. Every dirty fantasy you’ve ever had in the dark of night that made you blush in the morning, everything you’ve ever tried to convince yourself that you shouldn’t want, that no nice girl would ever want, I want you to unleash on me. I want you to tie me up, strap me down, and show me how very, very good it can feel to hurt.”

Her words were a match that set fire to his blood. His cock strained against his jeans, his pulse beat a furious tempo in his brain. That was what she wanted? What she needed?

Nothing in life had ever come easily to Donnie. He’d never gotten anything that he didn’t have to fight and bleed for, and suddenly this woman, his woman, was saying that his every twisted fantasy was his for the taking… that he could have the beauty and the glory of Grace, and every depraved thing he craved, as well? He couldn’t make sense of it.

She simply didn’t understand what she was asking for.

But he’d show her.

About the Authors

Jane Henry

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

Maisy Archer

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

 

 

#SatSpanks - Learning the ropes

It’s Saturday and we all know what that means! Welcome to Seguro Island where Del Franklin has just caught Ronnie Flynn snooping where he has forbidden her to go. She’s about to pay for her disobedience with her first spanking. (NC-17)

From Seeing Ronnie (Romancing the Coast, book 1):

“Your lace panties and matching garter belt are very pretty,” Del murmured.

“I didn’t wear them for you,” she snapped.

Smack. His hand fell hard and sharp on the top her thighs and she jerked involuntarily.

“That is an ungracious way to accept a compliment,” he said. “But you’re right, I was allowing myself to be distracted.” He rubbed the spot where his hand had just fallen. “I won’t let that happen again.”

There was an awkward silence and Ronnie started to hyperventilate.

“That won’t help.” Del stroked her back. “Take a minute and breathe slowly. I’ll wait.”

As Ronnie fought to get herself under control, Del ran his hands up and down her thighs. Nudging her legs an inch or two apart, he stroked the inside of her thigh, his fingers brushing the warm crotch of her panties. “This is the most sensitive flesh on a woman’s body. If you disobey me too often, I will spread your legs and spank you here.”

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

The Simon in Charge series:

Simon Says (book 1)

Winning Sadie (book 2)

Sadie Says I Do (book 3)

Short story:

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

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A Taste of Wonderland by Allison West

Please welcome back Allison West with her new age-play novel, A Taste of Wonderland.

Blurb:

Alice Hall is a thirty-two-year-old writer at The Daily Chronicle. When Mr. White pays a visit to her boss and insists she visit Wonderland on assignment, Alice believes it to be a cruel joke. She soon discovers that Wonderland is nothing like what she read as a child. The owner of the Queen of Tarts invites Alice inside, feeding her delightful sweets in hopes that Alice’s article will focus on her pastry shop. It is not only dessert that the owner of the Queen of Tarts feeds her but also stories of Baylor, the owner of the local pastry competitor, The Mad Batter. He may be hot and single, but he also has a reputation for having a secret club catering to special “Littles” hidden within town.

Will Alice be able to get an invite to the secretive club and find the story that she desires to write? Despite the dangers, Alice is determined to satisfy her curiosity. Will her investigative skills be enough to keep her out of trouble or will she find her bottom bared?

Disclaimer: A Taste of Wonderland is a modern romantic contemporary adaptation of Alice in Wonderland, and is intended only for adults. This novel features the spanking of adult women, elements of age play, including anal play, and power exchange. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.

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Excerpt:

“What will I write about, Bay?” Alice asked. She flipped over her half-written page, revealing a fresh piece of paper that had no writing.

“You’re the reporter,” Bay said and smiled. He was trying not to force his ideas on her.

She leaned forward, her pen once again in her grip as she stared intently at him, her gaze never wavering. “How about you tell me about your underground sex club.”

Sipping from his coffee, Bay choked on her words. “Did Tara tell you about that?” He shook his head. What he did in his private time with clients who asked for an invitation was none of Alice’s business. It would do nothing to help the town’s problem regarding tourism.

“She may have mentioned it after I ate the tart,” Alice said. “I remember everything that was expressed that night, including her attitude regarding the club. She’s jealous of you.”

Baylor placed the mug on the counter, folding his arms across his chest. He wasn’t sure he was comfortable giving Alice any further information or ideas for writing her story. “Maybe you should go.”

More about Allison West:

Allison West 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.

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 and Twitter.

Visit her website here: http://spankingauthor.com/

Don’t miss these exciting titles from Allison West and Blushing Books:

 A Taste of Wonderland

 Guarded Discipline

Little Lizzie’s Reform

Reaper’s Kiss

Little Prim and Proper

The Victorian Shift

The Decoy Bride

Delia’s Debt

Little Secrets

Jailed Little Jade

Enrolling Little Etta

The Nanny

Fire Licked

The Murderess

Betrayed by Blood

 

 

Spanking Lady Lavinia by Louise Taylor

If you enjoy a good Victorian romance, you’ll want to read Spanking Lady Lavinia, Victorian Vices Book Four by the lovely Louise Taylor.

William has one cure for Lavinia’s bad behaviour – a good spanking!

Blurb:

Lady Lavinia Carstairs’ exploits are the talk of London society, and not always for the better. Stubborn, willful, and totally without fear, she is quickly endangering her chances of a good marriage to a suitable man!

Lady Lavinia has a husband in mind, however, and there is only man able to control her behavior. William Evans is not afraid to take the lady over his knee and teach her the error of her ways, and she loves him for it.

But William’s past holds a shocking secret, one that he has worked hard to protect from prying eyes. To finally make Lady Lavinia his own, once and for all, he must reveal his true self to the world and suffer the consequences.

Is Lavinia's love worth exposing his secret past? Will William sacrifice passion for privacy?

Disclaimer: Spanking Lady Lavinia is intended for mature readers. 18 and over only! Scenes include the spanking of adult women. If such content may offend you, please do not buy this book. 

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Excerpt:

He stopped his hand, resting it, instead, on her blazing red backside. He rubbed it thoughtfully, and she groaned. The noise was incredibly appealing. He’d been as hard as rock since the spanking started, but now he knew that if he didn’t get inside her as soon as possible, he’d spend in his trousers like a schoolboy on seeing his first tit.

“On the bed,” he instructed. “Lean over it and raise your chemise.”

She scrambled off his lap and obeyed, presenting her dripping pussy for inspection along with her cherry-red backside. He fumbled with the buttons of his fly, his erection making it difficult to ease the small buttons loose. He slid one, then two fingers up into her, pleased by the way she gripped at him and how wet she was after his attentions.

She groaned again when he pushed into her, and again when he withdrew, snapped his hips and plunged deep inside her again. She slid her own hand down between her legs to see to her own pleasure, which suited him, as he found himself unable to stop himself from hammering into her. He spoke, he was sure, but he could not be certain which words passed his lips.

Later, he would feel guilty for not seeing to her at least once, which was his custom when he paid a visit to the house. At the time, however, his world had contracted to the squeezing tightness of her as she contracted around him and the thunderous approach of his own orgasm. He tried to delay it for as long as possible, but the sight of her reddened bottom was just too much for his overloaded system to take.

His release ripped from him like a lightning bolt, leaving him gasping and breathless as he pumped his seed into her. She shuddered beneath him, her sobs muffled by the bedcovers as her own pleasure broke. She seemed intent on squeezing every last drop out of him, and he was exhausted as he slumped forward over her, still inside her wet heat.

It was a moment before she spoke, and she sounded as breathless as he was.

“Who is Lavinia?” she asked.

Louise Taylor in her own words:

I'm Louise Taylor, and I love reading and writing historical romance novels! I’ve now written nine full length erotic historical romances, and all my novels are published by the lovely people at Blushing Books.

All my books have elements of power exchange, spanking and BDSM but none of my heroines are weak-willed or easily dominated - they make their men work for their love!

I live on the beautiful Welsh coast, and I love walking the cliff tops and visiting some of our wonderful historical ruins. I get my best ideas when I'm in the great outdoors and you can usually find me chasing after the piece of paper I've just scribbled my notes on!

I live in a late Victorian house with wonderfully high ceilings and no central heating - thank goodness for my fabulous fireplace! I'm owned by Alfred The Great, an enormous tom cat with very decided ideas about who gets to sit on the right side of the sofa and how long I am allowed to stay in bed in the morning.

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Don’t miss these exciting titles by Louise Taylor and Blushing Books!

The Victorian Vices Series

Spanking The Governess

Spanking Miss Sophia

Spanking The Heiress

The Ruttingdon Club Series

The Incorrigible Annabelle Spencer

Annabelle’s Awakening

Having Faith

Keeping Faith

Do As The Doctor Orders

Anthologies

Halloween Treats

Twelve Days of Christmas