Monday, September 1, 2014

A Harsh Spanking from Given to the Savage ...continued from #satspanks


I wanted to continue the scene from Given to the Savage that I shared this past weekend for Saturday Spankings (if you haven't read it, it's only eight sentences long and precedes this so click here to get to that link). It was a non-consensual piece and I think it might have bothered some people. This book as a whole is not a sweet romance but a story set in a time of fear and of a love that begins rooted in that fear. 

Writing this book was very different than writing any other I have written, but at this point in my writing, I firmly believe in an HEA, no matter how impossible, and I promise there is one to come...only it won't be until much later. 

At the end of this scene, the reader learns the why behind Silas' actions, or at least some of it. It doesn't wholly absolve him of his sins, but perhaps shines a little light on this harsh savage of a man. It's a huge spoiler though so I'm not taking you that far in this snippet but here is the continuation from Saturday's post...

*scene begins from Silas point of view and switches to Rowan's at the break

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He wanted to drive into her, to take from her without giving anything back. God knew after whipping her, that that was how he should take her, how he needed to take her. But as he looked down at her still, waiting form, no longer struggling, just waiting, knowing what would now come, he could not. Instead, he reached one hand around and with his cock deep inside her, he found her swollen clit and his fingers grew as wet as his cock in her drenched pussy.

“Come,” he said, his voice hoarse, his fingers working her clit while he fucked her, his cock thrusting in and out of her, stretching her tight pussy to accommodate his thick length. “Come, Rowan.”

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Rowan’s mouth went slack as his fingers worked her clit. Her ass felt as though it were aflame while his cock stretched and filled her pussy, burning her from the inside with its merciless assault. She shouldn’t want to come. She shouldn’t want to give herself like this. He could take her, he would take her, whether she wanted it or not, but she shouldn’t want it. He had just punished her without pity. He had whipped her harder than she had ever been whipped in her life. And here she was, moments away from an ecstasy she did not understand.

“Come,” he said again, emotion turning the word into a desperate plea, leaving her no choice but to come, and when she did, he moved faster inside her, fucking her harder, his one hand holding her hip high, digging into the flesh there as his movements grew more frantic until he made that same desperate sound again, his cock throbbing, pulsing, releasing his seed into her, until finally, he collapsed on top of her, crushing her into the bed.

Their breathing quieted in time and Silas rolled off her and onto his side, holding her tight to him with the very hand that had dealt her cruel punishment. She looked down at it, at his fingers splayed wide over her belly, keeping her to him. She touched it lightly at first, then pressed her hand over his and sucked in a deep, ragged breath, feeling quiet and a sort of solace as silent tears slid down her face. Tears not at the pain, not at the punishment she had endured, but perhaps more tears of acceptance, of knowing her fate fully. Strangely, it was a welcome thing and something had shifted between them. Maybe he too had come to that acceptance, she wondered. Perhaps they both needed this: he to give and she to take this punishment that didn’t wholly belong to her. Whatever it was, something had shifted.

* * Blurb * *

In the aftermath of a plague which brought civilization to its knees and left most of the world’s female population sterile, breeders—the few women who remain fertile—have become a precious commodity. Breeders live in relative comfort, but upon reaching adulthood they are tasked with bearing one child after another to carry on the species. Frequent medical assessments keep the breeders healthy and harsh punishments keep them in line.

As a breeder who has just come of age, Rowan knows she will soon be little more than a slave, but when she dares to resist her fate the penalty is severe. After a shameful, public chastisement and a thorough, humiliating examination to determine her suitability for child-bearing, Rowan is given to a savage from outside the community—a huge brute of a man named Silas—to be bred.

Against all expectations, Rowan finds herself drawn to her new captor. Brave, ruggedly handsome, and even kind at times, Silas is everything the men who enslaved her were not. When the time comes for him to breed her, despite the circumstances something deep inside her begs for him to take her long and hard. But while she soon finds herself longing to be his forever, Rowan knows that eventually those who gave her to him will try to take her back. When that day comes will Silas fight to keep her at his side even if it means risking everything he loves?

Publisher’s Note: His to Breed is an erotic novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, extensive medical play, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.




Friday, August 29, 2014

A Harsh Spanking from Given to the Savage #satspanks






I contemplated whether or not to share this particular scene from Given to the Savage today as it is not a wholly consensual one that takes place between Rowan and Silas, but I think this book as a whole has pushed some boundaries so here it is. Bear in mind I can only share eight sentences and there are reasons for all of it so keep an open mind.  




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With the next strokes, he found himself breathing hard, punishing her for her sins but also for those that did not belong to her. It was unfair, he knew it, but he couldn’t stop. 

When he moved his knee, she scrambled up onto the bed, trying to get away from him. She turned onto her side, her eyes wide on the thick strap, but when he took hold of one ankle and dragged her backward, she squeezed her eyes shut and tucked her fisted hands beneath her chest, knowing she could not escape him.

Without speaking, he punished her. He struck hard, every inch of her bottom and then the tops of her thighs marked with the vicious bite of the unforgiving strap and when she finally lay still and he felt the wet heat of tears collecting in his own eyes, he threw the strap aside.

Rowan whimpered and inched farther up toward the headboard, but Silas climbed onto the bed behind her, lifting her by her hips so that she lay with her face in the mattress, her bare, striped bottom lifted high as he settled between her widespread knees. Without any gentleness, he pressed his thick cock into her pussy. 

*Click here to read the next part of this scene.

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In the aftermath of a plague which brought civilization to its knees and left most of the world’s female population sterile, breeders—the few women who remain fertile—have become a precious commodity. Breeders live in relative comfort, but upon reaching adulthood they are tasked with bearing one child after another to carry on the species. Frequent medical assessments keep the breeders healthy and harsh punishments keep them in line.

As a breeder who has just come of age, Rowan knows she will soon be little more than a slave, but when she dares to resist her fate the penalty is severe. After a shameful, public chastisement and a thorough, humiliating examination to determine her suitability for child-bearing, Rowan is given to a savage from outside the community—a huge brute of a man named Silas—to be bred.

Against all expectations, Rowan finds herself drawn to her new captor. Brave, ruggedly handsome, and even kind at times, Silas is everything the men who enslaved her were not. When the time comes for him to breed her, despite the circumstances something deep inside her begs for him to take her long and hard. But while she soon finds herself longing to be his forever, Rowan knows that eventually those who gave her to him will try to take her back. When that day comes will Silas fight to keep her at his side even if it means risking everything he loves?


Publisher’s Note: Given to the Savage is an erotic novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, extensive medical play, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.



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Wednesday, August 27, 2014

#Spanking Round Table: Evolution of Spanking Stories




Cara Bristol is hosting today's Spanking Round Table Discussion and the question is how have your spanking stories evolved since you began writing?


When I first started writing BDSM/spanking erotica/erotic romance, I wrote consensual scenes and more erotic spanking scenes than punishment ones. I wasn't out about this in my own life so all I had were my fantasies and some reading material - but as I was hiding it, I couldn't read everything I wanted to read in case my Kindle fell into the wrong hands. Back then, I didn't know there was such a thing as domestic discipline and in my naïve mind, no one spanked or got spanked for punishment or discipline, not as an adult. It just wasn't done.

The first pieces I published were with non-spanking specific publishers because I didn't know there was such a place as Blushing Books out there or that there was something specific for spanking and spankos and not BDSM and all that it contains. I didn’t even know spanko was a term! But throughout this time, I was honing my own interests, finding out what I personally liked as I wrote. Have I mentioned I'm fairly shy (unless I know you and feel good around you, then you wish I were more shy!)? Anyhow, I get embarrassed very easily and my writing reflected it at first. I censored myself a lot and it wasn't until I started to work with a spanking specific publisher that I truly got my hands dirty.

At some point during this, I found Cara Bristol's spanking fiction group on Facebook. I met some authors there and read spanking specific books rather than BDSM books and found that was what I liked, what I'd been looking for in all the books I'd been buying that were more BDSM.

It was then and from working with my editor that the spankings and the stories began to change. I wrote some plot ideas that were my publisher's ideas and those were different sort of stories than what I'd written up to that point. I remember two things specifically that made an impact on my writing. First was when my editor told me that the number of spanks I'd used wouldn’t be 'memorable' and that I needed to increase the punishment. I did that and in a way, that was the first almost permission I had to get a little harder, to peek behind that wall of self-censoring. The other thing was when I was writing Taken by the Beast. Kayla and Elijah were going to have sex for the first time but it ended up being in a bathtub so I didn't use a condom. I worried about that for a while and finally e-mailed my editor to say "He didn't use a condom. Is that ok?" I can't remember the exact response anymore but that was when I realized that I could let myself go a little bit. That I was writing fiction and fiction is an escape from reality.

Since then, my writing has evolved to more disciplinary and definitely harsher spankings and punishments than when I first started, and I feel like with every book, my imagination takes it one step further or adds another element to the spanking scenes that make it a little more naughty. My spanking scenes grow longer and longer and I still, after what has it been, a little over two years? I still love writing them. When I know I have a spanking scene to write the next morning, I'm happy. It's fun to do and I like to find what I think are my own limits and then push them a little. For example, medical BDSM. I never thought I'd do it. I was adamant in fact that it was 'not my thing', but then I wrote Given to the Savage and it's kind of become my thing! A plain old OTK spanking will never get old. You can tell that tale a hundred times and every time, I'll listen wide eyed and likely drooling, but it's interesting to watch what happens when I take my own censors off and just write what feels hot to me at the moment.


Thanks Cara and Spanking Romance Reviews for hosting this discussion and thanks to everyone for reading it. There are several other authors participating today so make sure to drop by and read them all.

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