Friday, April 25, 2014

Shame #satspanks

I must have been feeling emotional when I chose this week's snippet for Saturday Spankings! It's from Aching to Submit where Michael is trying to get Sophie to talk to him, to open up to him about what is going on in her head but shame keeps her mute... 

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I just need more time with the move; everything is so different here and youre gone so much.

His expression changed, guilt twisting his mouth, but he had nothing to feel guilty about.

She put her hand on his arm and slid a little closer, tucking herself into him, I understand about work and Im not blaming you, just give me some time, okay?

Michael hugged her tighter to his body.

I love you, baby, whatever it is, I dont care, well figure it out, work through it. You know that, right?

She nodded, somehow able to form her mouth into a smile even as the crying began anew while he held her, just rocking her, keeping her face buried in his chest, cradling the back of her head. She trusted him completely, didnt she? She could tell him anything; just not this. 

Thursday, April 24, 2014

A Taste of Discipline by Casey McKay

A Taste of Discipline is Casey McKay's new release - a short story absolutely packed with heat. It's a quick read and starts off right away with tensions high as a married couple tries to navigate working together in their new restaurant. Sam, the chef, is having a meltdown and Ryan, her husband and manager, pulls her back into his office for a little reminder as to what will happen if she doesn't get her act together and fast. 

As soon as the words 'bend over the desk and pull your pants down' are spoken...well, I'm in. Actually I was in before that but those words are like music to my ears...

The story is cute and surprisingly emotional given the length of the book. The sex is hot, the spankings hotter and there's lots of anal both for pleasure and for punishment. You'll never look at any restaurant kitchen without blushing after reading A Taste of Discipline...

*One note, do read the publisher's warning at the bottom of the blurb so you are prepared...

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She chose to fully ignore his warning and tried to push past him again.

He took hold of her arm and pressed her down into the table she was trying to walk past. She didn't put up a fight, she didn't even say anything. This is what she had been aiming for, but it still surprised her every time he decided to take action.

Ryan swatted her bottom a few times over her pants before he walked across the kitchen. He plucked a wooden spoon out of the crock that was on the counter and came back over to her. He laid the spoon on the table by her head, so it was right in her line of vision.

"Pull your pants down. I want your ass bare when I get back." Then he left the room.

She stayed in position for a few seconds, momentarily stunned at what had just transpired. She was certainly picking a fight with him. But he had ended it before it even started. His complete dominance over the situation sending a frisson of heat to her core. Then she eyed the wooden spoon laying in front of her and reality set in. This was not going to be a sexy, fun spanking. When was the last time she had been punished anyway? Before the move, in fact, a while before the move. She was suddenly having second thoughts about her attitude. Why did she always play with fire?

Sam is a classically trained chef. She runs her kitchen like a well-oiled machine, and steam rolls anyone who gets in the way of that. She likes to be in control and has a hard time adjusting when she can't be.

Ryan is her husband and partner. As the manager of the restaurant they own, he tries to ensure that his wife is not over working herself and not blowing up at their employees.

They're trying to find a balance in life, love, and cooking. It just might take a little discipline.

This book includes themes of domestic discipline, spankings, graphic sex, anal play, anal punishments and more. If any of this subject matter offends you, please do not purchase this book.

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Her Phantom Disciplinarian #dungeoncrawl

I feel like I've been completely out of touch for ages even though it's only been a little over a week. Holidays are different in Holland than in the US so we've had more days off here and with the family at home, there's not much time left for writing, blogging or getting kinky. Happy to be back today just in time for Romancing the Kink's Dungeon Crawl. 

I'm sharing a piece form Aching to Submit, probably the closest to my heart out of all I've written. It's a piece from the opening of the story...enjoy.

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Sophie drew the curtains of the study windows closed. She returned to her desk and cleared the contents from its surface. Unbuttoning the top buttons of her blouse, she lifted her breasts up out of the cups of her bra. She spread her legs to shoulder width and bent forward, laying her torso across the desk before reaching back to push her panties down to just beneath her hips. She lifted her skirt up over her back to bare her bottom.

She remained like this for a few moments, her arms stretched to either side of the desk, her back arched, imagining how she looked as she prepared to be disciplined.

She glanced once more at the picture of the punished girl on her computer screen, taking in the soft curves of her parted thighs, the stripes of the cane across her buttocks, the glistening pink lips of her bare, exposed sex.

Her nipples pressed against the cool leather top of the desk and her fingers found her swollen, slick nub. She pinched and kneaded, moaning, lifting to stand on the balls of her feet as the muscles of her calves, her thighs, her buttocks tensed. She lay her cheek down on the desk and closed her eyes, giving herself over to her imagination while a stream of sunlight penetrated from between the drawn curtains, warming her face.

Behind her closed eyelids she imagined him, the tall, dark stranger. He had no voice today, although sometimes he chastised her verbally as he punished her physically. She arched her back on his command, lifting herself to him, offering herself to him. She could almost feel the sting of his thick leather belt, hear the sound it would make as it struck soft flesh, know the pain it would deliver.
Moisture soaked her fingers and ran down her thighs as he continued to punish her. She spread her legs wider, wanting more, opening herself to her phantom disciplinarian. 

Monday, April 14, 2014

The Winter Storm: Interview with Katherine Deane, Renee Rose and Casey McKay

We heard from Katherine Deane last week and this week, I've got all the ladies who put together The Winter Storm here answering some questions. What a collaboration, here we go.. 

Natasha Knight: What was the process of collaboration?

Renee Rose: Katherine Deane came up with the idea of us each writing our own fairy tale romance that takes place at the Spa NK Fetish Lodge.  We chose our characters and went to work. When we put it all together, we had to make sure the characters all seemed distinct enough. We had some coincidental similarities we had to edit out.

Katherine Deane:  Also, Renee came up with the brilliant idea of putting the stories together, instead of just being separate stories. (I’ll be honest, and say it scared the crap out of me at first. :) ) And Casey  came up with the awesome title and the idea of making it into a series!

Natasha Knight:  I’ve read the book (loved it!), but for our readers, why don’t you each tell the quick synopsis of the storyline you wrote for The Winter Storm:

Katherine Deane:  Thank, Natasha! Jillian is a spirited young village woman who is  going to a Matchmaker, with her brother (Jake), so they can both find mates.  After  Jake gets hurt, and they are attacked by wolves, a handsome , dominant man (Bertram, owner of the Lodge) saves them.  He introduces many different forms of spanking to Jillian, and helps her find her inner submissive.

Casey McKay: Coral is a mermaid in human form hiding at the Spa “NK” lodge from her checkered past. She made a bargain with a sea witch in order to turn into a human for the prince she fell in love with. The prince broke her heart and Coral went into hiding. Now she works at the lodge tending to the aquariums and nursing her broken heart. She's determined never to let anyone in again, that is until Jake Hill falls into her life.

Renee Rose;  Faye Godmeyer, is a human/fairy halfling who doesn’t know how to use her powers and believes having sex will cause her to lose them. She tangles with her hunky shifter landlord after she accidentally turns his feet into flippers.

Natasha Knight: The Winter Storm was a collaboration between all three of you. What was it like working as a team?

Casey McKay: I have no idea what I am like to work with. Hopefully my co-authors found the experience to be as enjoyable as I did. I think the biggest challenge was our schedules. It was challenging finding times where we could all be online at once to talk things over. Emails helped because then we could just have a continuous conversation over a period of time, but trying to have a 'real time' discussion was tricky! I think the night we were trying to figure out how we could merge the book together into one story instead of separate mini stories I was actually at a bar with my husband having a burger. I was texting with Kate while she was messaging with Renee online. I came dangerously close to going over my text limit that month, but we figured out the direction we wanted to take the book in.

Katherine Deane: Hehe, I remember those nights.  Casey kept texting me, saying “I can’t text anymore. I’m over my limit. Ok, what do you think about doing this?”   while Renee and I argued (the fun kind of arguing, of course) online, about how many different POV’s and character stories there were in the Black Dagger Brotherhood books.  

Renee Rose:  Casey is very easy to work with until you call her hero a wimp. Then she goes roller derby on your ass. Katherine is the task master--she kept us to a tight schedule, made us edit out our excess “bits” and “smiles” and had the vision that tied it all together.

Casey: Jake is not a wimp! He’s a sensitive soul!

Renee Rose:  Jake is totally hot, and definitely not a wimp.  I was kidding, remember?  Still kidding…  (take the skates off, Casey--sheesh!)

Katherine Deane: LOL, about the editing. Those emails were mainly to  get my own booty in gear.  “Gah! I  just found 150 “smiles” in the document!”   Oh, and as long as we are comparing editing notes… I should have kept track of how many times Renee threatened me with “booty”ly harm every time I screwed up  the dialog tags.  :) I think I saw a vein popping out of her head, when she started “yelling” , “You can’t ‘smile’ a statement!  You can’t hug a statement. Period. Exclamation Point! Come on!”   Hehe, I think I finally figured them out. (And alas, no, she really did not threaten to spank me. But that would have been a nice promo video for the book.
“Renee Rose spanks Katherine Deane OTK because of her sloppy dialog tags!”

Natasha Knight:  Can you talk a little bit about the draw of mixing fairy tale characters and spankings? How did you come up with that and how does the end result compare to your initial idea?

Casey McKay: Mixing fairy tale characters and spankings just seemed natural. Fairy tale characters are always doing ridiculous things that should get them spanked. Slaying dragons, eating poison apples, getting lost in enchanted forests- they are all filled with opportunities for a spanking! The initial idea was Kate's but I jumped on that one quick, it was brilliant and I wanted to join in the fun too.

Katherine Deane: I agree with Casey. (No surprise :) ) I think all fairy tales need a good spanking- or three!  And to be perfectly honest, this was a huge compilation between all three of us.  We took turns playing off each other with ideas. (You should have seen our chat sessions. We completely ran over each other when we got talking fast! It would have been fun to watch from the outside!)

Natasha Knight: What was your favorite part about writing The Winter Storm?

Renee Rose:  Having a hero with flippers for feet gave me a lot of opportunity for silliness.  Also, It was so fun when we started mixing our storylines--when my characters joined up with theirs for dinner and the “Sea Witch” scene.

Casey McKay: I think my favorite part of writing The Winter Storm was making my story my own. Yes, I wanted my little mermaid character to be the recognizable little mermaid we all know and love so I threw in some familiar characteristics (has a lot of sisters, makes a deal with a sea witch, fell in love with a prince). Then I checked the original version of the fairy tale written by Hans Christian Anderson, did you know that the little mermaid turns into sea foam at the end of that story? The prince falls in love with someone else and in order to turn back into a mermaid she's supposed to kill the prince. Instead she kills herself and turns into sea foam. Depressing much? And not at all empowering for females.

I decided to make my own version. Coral's story is what would have happened to the little mermaid if she didn't get her HEA and didn't decide to turn into sea foam over it. 

Katherine Deane:  Working together to make the scenes fit was so much fun! There were a few times where one of us would need another author’s character to borrow for a specific scene. I almost spit wine on my laptop when Casey had Redd jump up and down screaming about “ Coral losing her VJ card”. Hilarious! 

Natasha Knight:  Some of the side characters seemed quite developed, like Cindy/Stepmother (She’s submissive Cinderella by day, and the domme Stepmother by night) and Redd the Slayer. Will they have their own Ever After Chronicles?

Katherine Deane: YES!!! Ok, these characters were supposed to be tiny, side characters that added to the story line. But holy heck, they just started demanding more action. They are definitely getting their own stories! Cindy will get to finally come to terms with her conflicting sides, while also getting lots of “play time” of course; and Redd- she is going to explain how her “daddy” came into her life. There is no sexual activity between her and Bertram, but she may meet the man of her dreams who will open up her sexual side so she doesn’t keep thinking of sex as (in her words) “a disgusting and ga-ross activity!”

Natasha Knight:  Can you talk about the age play in this story?

Katherine Deane:  In this story, there is a bit of sweet AP (non sexual in context), between Bertram and “little” Redd.  But I have left Redd open for sexual activities with a potential lover in her own book later. Since she is a not a major character in this book, I kept Redd’s AP scenes to two awesome spanking scenes in which her “daddy”, Bertram, punishes her thoroughly for some poor behavior.

Natasha Knight: What is the draw for adding spanking into your books in general?

Casey: The draw for adding spanking to my books? Well, I think I always add spankings to every story in my head anyway, so when I am writing a story I don't feel like I have to think about where to add the spanking- it just happens. It's what I like so it's what I write.

Renee Rose:  Ditto-- I mean JINX! (we actually all three share one brain, must be why we’re friends…)

Katherine Deane:  Hehe, double jinx! In my mind, spanking belongs everywhere!

Renee Rose, Casey McKay and Katherine Deane (in unison):  THANK YOU, NATASHA!! 

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In a world where fairy tales and real life collide, in which truth is sometimes stranger than fiction and romance and fetish are the norm, a winter storm forces a cast of characters to converge at a unique lodge, and three interwoven tales are set in motion.

Jillian and her brother narrowly escape a wolf attack, thanks to a shapeshifter, Bertram. As the owner of the lodge, Bertram opens Jillian’s eyes to a whole new world filled with spanking and so much more. Will she keep fighting her submission, or allow herself the chance for true love?

Coral is a fugitive—hiding from herself, her true desires, and the sea witch to whom she owes a great debt. She fears showing real emotion and letting herself be free, but Jake Hill’s dominating presence beckons her to yield to him—not just her body, but her heart, mind and soul. When the sea witch demands retribution, though, she may lose the one man she has come to trust.

When Faye blunders while casting a spell upon her landlord, he claims her as his slave until she can undo the magic, and she finds herself subject to his firm discipline. As her attraction to him grows, Faye fears she will give in to the handsome shifter and forever lose her maidenhood, and consequently her powers and the ability to fix her mistake.

Even as all three women struggle with surrendering to the dominant men they have fallen for, each finds herself on a journey to discover her true self. Can they find a way to yield to love without losing themselves in the process?

Publisher’s Note: The Winter Storm is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, anal play, sexual scenes, age play, exhibitionism, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Friday, April 11, 2014

A Medical Exam for Rachel #satspanks

Welcome to Saturday Spankings. Today I'm sharing a piece from Claimed by the Beast, the follow up to Taken by the Beast. In this scene, Lance has kidnapped Rachel and is about to conduct an extensive medical exam...

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“Lovely view,” Lance commented as her face turned a deeper shade of red.

He slipped on a pair of latex gloves and reached for a tub of Vaseline. She lifted her head off the table to watch in horror as he smeared a dollop of the stuff onto his finger.

“We’ll take your temperature first,” he said.

She began to shake her head furiously, but he simply carried on, calm as can be.

“I would have taken it orally but can’t really with that gag, can I?”

He met her eyes when he brought his finger to her anus and began to rub the stuff onto her. She tried not to make any sound and turned away, squeezing her eyes shut, cringing as she felt his slippery finger circling and circling.

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Stripped and Bound Before her Spanking #dungeoncrawl

Welcome back to Dungeon Crawl, Romancing the Kink's weekly blog hop. Today I'm sharing a piece from Taken by the Beast, my first paranormal erotic romance. Just some quick background, Elijah has kidnapped Kayla and she has just tried to escape - again. 

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Elijah retrieved the rope from the duffel bag and unraveled it, measured something out while she watched. 

“Take off your clothes,” he said.

Kayla stared at him. That was too far. “No,” she said, scooting around the bed. “We don’t need to do that. You can just spank me like the other night. That’s ok. You can just do that.”

He came toward her while she tried to make sense of her words.

“If you don’t take them off, I’m going to do it for you and I’m pretty sure you won’t appreciate that.”

“Are you going to spank me?” she asked, her voice breaking.

“Most definitely. I’m just dying for a shower though, so I thought we’d start with something else. Now last time, clothes off. It will go easier if you cooperate.”

“Easier for you!”

“Enough! Make your decision or I’ll make it for you.”

She unzipped the hoodie, feeling clumsy. He kept his eyes on her while she stripped it off, then pulled her tank top over her head, and quickly cupped her naked breasts. She hadn’t been wearing a bra when he’d taken her and she felt his gaze burning into her, could sense his desire. She turned away a little and pulled her pants down and off. She folded everything and made a neat pile on the bed.

“Underwear too,” he said when she turned to face him, her hands still shielding her breasts from his eyes.

She shook her head, her body’s reaction to his words different than it should be. Traitor!

“Keep them on then, Kayla,” he said.

That was too easy; she hadn’t expected that.

“Do you need to use the bathroom?” he asked.

She nodded.

He gestured for her to go ahead and she did.

“No, door stays open,” he said when she was about to close it.

He’d heard her pee before, but those times he’d turned his back. Now he stood openly watching her.
She lowered her panties and sat down, concentrating on the pattern of the tile floor. She finished, flushed, and washed her hands, then waited for his next command, suddenly unsure which part of the punishment she was more worried about.

“Come here,” he said.

She obeyed.

“Hold out your hands, palms together.”

She did and watched while he worked the loop of the rope around and between her wrists, leaving some slack, but securing it so she couldn’t get free. She couldn’t figure out what he was going to do with it; he hadn’t cut it, so the length was quite long.

Once it was secure, he tugged her along toward a spot between the bed and the desk. He looped the rope through a hook that hung from the ceiling. Likely for a plant or something, she imagined, wondering why she cared. From there, he pulled it until her arms were raised overhead and kept pulling so she had to stand on tiptoe. At that point, he looped the rope through the hook again, giving her no slack, and secured the other end of it. He then retrieved the gag he’d used last night.

“Open your mouth,” he said.

“I won’t scream.”

“I think you’ll understand when I say I don’t trust you.”

She pressed her lips tighter.

“I can use duct tape too, but this won’t hurt as much when I take it off.”

She glared at him, but opened her mouth and didn’t struggle as he secured it in place.

He walked behind her. “One more thing,” he said, taking her panties down to mid-thigh. “When I tell you to strip naked, you strip naked.”

She made a sound of protest.

“Feels even more exposed, doesn’t it?” he asked, coming around to meet her eyes, which filled with tears.

“If you drop them, you’ll get additional strokes added to your spanking,” he said. He then leaned against the wall, folded his arms across his chest and waited, his eyes never leaving hers.

She wondered what he was going to do. This was uncomfortable and humiliating, but no more than that. At least not at first.