Friday, January 24, 2014

#SatSpanks Captive's Desire

Captive's Desire was probably one of my favorite stories to write. I don't know why that is, but when two characters just really click, it's completely amazing. Livvie and Hayden totally clicked right from the start. 

Today I wanted to just share a cute, fun scene. Captive's Desire is set in the future where Livvie has been living in a domed city all her life. As far as she knows, the people outside of the city are savages and she's been trained as a soldier to fight them. 

Hayden is one of those 'savages' and takes her back to the settlement when her plane is downed. In the scene below, Livvie meets Jenna who is heavily pregnant. She imagines the growth in her belly must be some sort of side effect of the poison she's been told all her life is in the outside air. This is the conversation just after Jenna leaves when Hayden gets home:

* * * *

“She’s pregnant,” Hayden said to Livvie.


“Yes, as in she’s going to have a baby. We do it the old-fashioned way here: a man and a woman, family, love.”

“I understand, I’m not stupid,” she said, although she was confused. At Magnus, women weren’t pregnant, the babies were incubated at special labs. Her sister was one of the lucky ones chosen to donate her eggs. Livvie wrinkled her face at the thought of her sister looking like Jenna did, her belly protruding like that. It was almost obscene.

“You’ve never seen a pregnant woman, have you?”


“Well, there are a couple of others in the camp, so I’d try not to make that face if I were you.”

“Thanks for the advice.”

* * * *

Olivia has spent years training to hunt and kill the dangerous savages who live outside the dome which protects her city, and she stands ready to carry out her mission with pride… until the day she is shot down and her life is changed forever.

Pulled from the wreckage by a man unlike any she has ever seen—a massive, gruff, yet strangely handsome brute who is not afraid to bare her bottom and spank her soundly to compel her obedience—she is brought into the midst of the people she once sought to wipe out, and her rescuer becomes both her captor and her protector.

From the instant he sets eyes upon her, Hayden is certain that there will be a special place in his heart for Olivia. He knows the struggle she will face as she breathes the clean, free air outside the dome and the drugs in her system wear off, leaving her exposed to desires more powerful than she can imagine—desires that he will be more than prepared to fulfill when she is ready.

As the days pass, Olivia grows more and more disturbed by what she sees around her—husbands and wives, children and families, all healthy and unharmed by the supposedly poisoned air. Far more disturbing, though, are her growing feelings for Hayden. She finds herself wanting him in a way that she cannot understand, and her need for him grows stronger with every passing hour. She knows that soon she will ask for him to take her, and that when he is finished it will not be long before she kneels at his feet, blushing with shame while begging for more.

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

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Strapping Corinne - An Excerpt with Renee Rose

Renee Rose is here today with a HOT little snippet from her latex, Humbled

Hi Natasha, thank you for having me on your blog today!! 

I had fun writing my new spanking romance Humbled, as the idea of a fortune reversal and the tension between social classes during the French Revolution fascinates me. The hero, Jean-Claude is a pretty good guy--I couldn’t make him too mean to Corinne just because she was an aristocrat, but he’s not afraid to spank her to help her understand her new “place” with him as her master if she wants him to help get her to safety. When the captain of the ship they’re on wants to see the lady lowered and goads her into throwing her wine in a passenger’s face, Jean-Claude steps in to deliver her punishment, rather than have her suffer at the captain’s hands.

* * * *

She whirled to face him. “I hate you!” she hissed.
“Would you rather be whipped by me or one of them?”
Her jaw thrust forward and her eyes flashed, but she threw herself at him—smacking her forehead against his breastbone and leaving it there. He took it as a request for an embrace and wrapped his arms around her, though she did not return the hug.
“Come,” he said, spying the leather strap hanging on the wall. He retrieved it and sank onto one of the wooden chairs, pulling her over his lap.
She gripped the legs of the chair in her fists and glared at him over her shoulder.
“The sooner you cry, the sooner this will be over,” he said, knowing he could not walk out of there without Corinne looking properly chastised.
“I will never cry!”
He sighed. “I feared you would say that.”
Lifting her skirt up over her back, he clamped her legs under one of his own and brought the leather strap down across her two cheeks. The sound reverberated through the room, and he imagined the men out on the deck could hear it as well. Corinne did not make a peep. He was not surprised. He struck her again and again, landing even stripes across her bare bottom, down to her thighs, then back up again, then repeating the pattern. He kept a steady, rapid pace.
“I admire your pluck, Corinne. I truly do. But I have doubts as to your ability to appropriately assess risk.”
She still did not utter a cry, but her body writhed and danced across his lap, even with his leg holding her in place. He knew she must be experiencing pain by now, even if she was furious.
“We are at the mercy of the captain for the remainder of this trip, and we have only been sailing for one day! Do you think you could have held your temper?”


Sentenced to die at age eleven for stealing a pig, Jean-Claude receives an unexpected reprieve when a young aristocrat girl takes the blame instead. When the mobs of the French Revolution fall upon her château years later, Jean-Claude knows he must save her and repay his debt, but as they begin their long flight to safety he makes it clear he is not her servant and he will deal firmly with any disobedience. Though he initially intends to send her off by ship, the beautiful, feisty Corinne inspires a fierce protectiveness in Jean-Claude that makes it hard to say goodbye.

Corinne is alternately infuriated and attracted to the handsome peasant who has no qualms about turning her over his knee and spanking her bare bottom when she steps out of line. When he ends up joining her on a ship to New Orleans, their futures become inextricably intertwined, but can a common-born blacksmith and the daughter of a lord find enough common ground to make a permanent match?
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Renee Rose is a modern dance teacher,Feldenkrais Practitioner(R), energy worker and kinkster. Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, her books are all centered around her favorite kink: spanking.

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Monday, January 20, 2014

The Disciplinarian #Spanking

A few months ago, I came across a site called I'm a Secret Spanko. Not sure how I found it but I read through a ton of posts and found the author to be funny and friendly and I just had a really nice feel about him.

Anyhow, I don't even remember how we first got to talking but we did and it turned out I was right, he was super friendly and funny and just really a nice guy. 

All that and he was/is a real life disciplinarian. Yes!

Am I the only person who used to think those things were reserved just for fantasy? Anyhow, Secret Spanko agreed to answer a few questions for me and he was more than generous with sharing and just being open in his answers. If you haven't been to his site yet, it's really great so go check it out, but first, read the interview... 

Natasha: I'm so excited that I don’t know where to start! First, thank you so much for taking the time to share like this. I really appreciate it.

I'll just go with a standard - tell us a little bit about yourself, specifically about how long you've known you were a spanko and when you decided to start your website, www.imasecretspanko.blogspot.comAnd of course when did you either start to discipline or decide you wanted to discipline women?
Secret Spanko: Those are really several questions in one... I've had a (somewhat sick) interest in spanking for about as long as I can remember.  I can remember the first time I spent the night with a friend in elementary school and his older sister got spanked and I relived it in my mind probably a bit more than normal.  

I remember there was the really hot girl growing up that lived down the street- like most boys growing up I fantasized about seeing her undressed, but probably unlike most boys, I had an elaborate fantasy where she was in trouble in school and had to go to the principal's office the next day but wanted me to give her a sample of a paddling to see if she could take it. I helped her experience it, telling her it was for her own good...because she trusted me... I think I've always wanted to be a sort of nurturing, helpful disciplinarian.

So I've known I was a spanko for a very long time.  Before I knew that that was a word.  But with the advent of the internet, I looked up spanking, and first read spanking stories, then discovered there were videos of spankings, and eventually took the nerve-wracking step of meeting someone for real to give a spanking.
Natasha: You know I’m intrigued (and can I say turned on) by the disciplinarian fantasy. How do women find you? Aren't they afraid you're a crazy  man? With a paddle? How does it all work?
Secret Spanko: I met my first through a spanking personals site.  I've met several others that way too. A couple I've met through my blog.  Yes, there are several crazies out there. But again I go back to the evolution of a spanko: first stories, then videos, then maybe personal interaction.  The woman seeking a spanker- by the time she's taken the step to post an ad on a spanking personals site- has probably had plenty of experience with creepos (for lack of a better word) and I always make the point in our initial conversations that I have to genuinely like someone enough to take their panties down and spank them. At this point, I can point them to my fetlife pics, where they can see that I have friends in the spanking community, and a pic of a spanking model who was the spanking model of the year, and her bottom isn't brutalized after a session with me- it's barely pink. So it's really more about not scaring them off until they feel comfortable opening up.
Natasha: Any awkward moments come up when, say, you run into a spankee at the Target?
Secret Spanko: Not so far, but I did at one point buy some spoons and a hairbrush and the lady at Target raised her eyebrows... but didn't say anything as I checked out.
Natasha: How is it to spank a stranger vs. spanking someone closer? That said, spanking is so intimate an act, how is it for you to keep your distance emotionally from your clients?
Secret Spanko: Like I said before, I want to get to know someone I spank first. But that's not always the case. I remember one Saturday afternoon- I was at work- and I got an email from a young lady nearby. We exchanged a few quick back and forth emails. She really wanted a spanking so I met her at a hamburger place that was open because proper protocol is to meet someone in a public setting first.  We were in line, yet neither of us really hungry for a burger. "Okay- you're cute- let's go. Follow me." she said, and I did. 
It can be difficult though. I sometimes wish I had all the money in the world and could be their knight in shining armor.  I don't, and I don't want to, get involved more than helping them a little. 

Women want someone to spank them, but they also want someone to snuggle with and sleep with and have sex with. Given my situation I can't really deliver on anything but the spanking, but keep in mind I'm human too. To most, but not all, spanking is at least in part a sexual thing.  Yes, I'm sort of conflicted about it. But I do feel like I'm sort of a gateway drug. "Yes! I'm a secret spanko too! I'm not alone!" they discover, and when they get a taste of it, they want that as a part of a relationship. So they move on in search of that, which I can't deliver. 

I've actually had great experiences with married women- it's more of a scratch this itch that my husband can't thing and they're equally concerned about discretion, and less inclined to seek more. 

Also- it's not like I do this everyday. It's weird how my spanking activities ebb and flow- there have been times when I've had more women wanting to meet for spanking than I have time for- I have a real job after all- and there are months (like the last few) when no one contacts me. 
Natasha: What do the women who come to you get out of a session? What do they want and do you keep in touch after the fact? Is there a follow up session? After care?
Secret Spanko: I think they like it. Often it's a sexual response, and yes, they like it.  Only one girl out of the last several I've spanked has not requested another session. Yes, they get plenty of aftercare. 

Sometimes they do want help with an issue, overspending, overeating, quitting smoking, etc... I point out that I can't cure that with a spanking - they have to take control - I won't be with them at the convenience store when they might be tempted to buy a pack of cigarettes or something, but hopefully a sore bottom and the memory of it will make them think twice. Sometimes they bring up guilt over something bad they've done and feel like a good spanking would be appropriate for it and help them move on. 

Sometimes though it's not strictly about discipline or punishment- they've fantasized about it for awhile and just want a good spanking.

All too often I introduce them to a whole new realm, and they find a boyfriend, a master, whatever, who gives them far more than I'm willing to give- if that makes sense.  I've been told by a couple of ladies that if I were to attend a local party, I'd know a large chunk of the female bottoms there, having been the  first to spank them for real.  Not sure if I should be embarrassed or flattered that I introduced that many who have moved on and found fulfillment.
Natasha: Your website is awesome. You're hilarious and, at times, totally serious. Throughout there is that note of tenderness which I appreciate as do many others, I'm sure. What was your intention in starting the site? Has it gone in the direction you thought it would? How has it helped you to come to terms with your kink, if it has.

Secret Spanko: I mentioned before the evolution of a spanko- you realize you're way too interested in spanking, you read stories and watch videos- but you're not a real spanko until you've lived out those fantasies. I know that there are a lot of spankos in a vanilla relationship.  I didn't think there was a voice for them in the spanking community. In fact I suspect that they make up a majority of the spanking video buying, spanking story buying public.  

I have plenty of regrets- I wish I could think of better ways to reach out to secret spankos- and part of me feels guilty for providing tips on how to engage without getting caught, but the bottom line is that I hope to provide a resource and reference for those secret spankos out there. And if it results in some ladies wanting me to help discipline them- well, I wont complain about that either.

Natasha: Thanks so much for taking the time for the interview and for being so open with all of us. For those of you who have not been to secret spanko's website, follow this link to learn more: and thanks for reading.

Friday, January 17, 2014

Gemma Learns a Lesson: Punished with Stinging Nettles #SatSpanks #Spanking

It's Saturday again and you know what that means. A spanking for you...or quite a few as you see the list of participating authors. 

Today I wanted to share a piece from Her Rogue Knight. In the scene below, Gemma is being punished with stinging nettles. Sir William has just whipped her bottom with them, but to end this punishment, he has a more creative way to use the nettles...

* * * *

“Shh. Open for me, Gemma. I want you to open for me.”

She neither relaxed her muscles nor looked at him. She remained in position, her face buried between her arms.

“Gemma,” he said softly, caressing her low back. “This is part of your punishment. I can force it, but I’d like you to accept it on your own. Take it. Offer yourself for punishment, and you will be rewarded.”

It took a moment longer, but slowly, she relaxed her muscles. He took the nettles and slowly, so slowly, placed the leaves nearest the base of the branch onto her clit.


Since her mother’s death, Gemma has raised her younger sister Alys and kept her family safe… until the day they are caught by surprise and Alys is taken by a band of outlaws. In desperation, Gemma’s frail, elderly father pleads for aid from a reclusive knight by the name of Sir William and pledges him Gemma’s hand in marriage in repayment for the safe return of her sister. 

When Gemma ignores her father’s instructions and sets out on her own to rescue Alys, she discovers that this gruff, unkempt, and yet undeniably handsome brute is more than her match, and the lesson is brought home with a sound spanking on her bare bottom. With no time to waste taking the brave and feisty yet hopelessly naïve eighteen-year-old back home, Sir William has no choice but to bring her along as he pursues her sister’s captors. Though he might not admit it, however, he relishes the thought that he might have to punish her again, and with every glimpse of her delicious curves his lust intensifies. 

In spite of his firm chastisement and his demand for her unquestioning obedience, Gemma finds her feelings for Sir William evolving rapidly. She begins to wonder what it would feel like to be stripped bare and held tight in his strong arms, helpless and blushing, yet longing for him to claim her hard and thoroughly. 

Even as her desire for him grows stronger, she frets about the secrets he keeps from her. His skill in battle alone tells her that he is no mere woodsman, and the hilt of his sword bears a marking that cannot be mistaken—a symbol that she believed had passed into legend. Can she trust this man with her life and that of her sister? Will he fail her in her hour of greatest need, or will her rogue knight prove himself worthy of not only her submission but her love as well? 

Publisher’s Note: Her Rogue Knight is an erotic novel that includes spankings, anal play, graphic sexual scenes, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.