Thursday, July 31, 2014

Pleasure Bay by Maddie Taylor and Melody Parks

Maddie Taylor and Melodie Parks are here with me today sharing an excerpt from their latest release, Pleasure Bay. I'm thinking Fantasy Island for the very naughty minded...

Thanks for hosting us today Natasha. Melody and I are very excited about our first co-authored book, Pleasure Bay. We both had our first book published together about the same time, met on FB and have been friends, peers and beta buddies ever since. Through ups and downs, trips to the dungeon (the ultimate author’s dungeon on the big A, you know what I mean), and have supported each other.  So we figured, why not write together, and here we are.

The blurb

Dimitri De Luca is in the business of meeting needs—the kind of needs that people blush to discuss—and at Pleasure Bay, the BDSM-themed resort he owns on a private Caribbean island, business is good. With the help of his guest relations expert, Mariah Charmant, the pricey oasis promises an experience like no other. But Dimitri has something he needs as well… Mariah.

Mariah has been hurt before, and even as she makes one perfect match after another for others, she wonders if she can trust herself with her own heart. Despite the darkness of her past, she longs for Dimitri to claim her and dominate her completely, but can she bring herself to call him her master?

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

In this scene, Twenty-eight year old entrepreneur, Sydney Greene, is contemplating a weekend at Pleasure Bay, an exclusive island in the Caribbean where the owner, Master D and his expert team will do everything necessary to make her fantasy come true. She has always dreamed of a dominant man who will take charge and sweep her off her feet, if it means a few trips over his knee all the better, but can she be brave enough to go after what she wants?


Her determined fingers flew over the keys. In an instant, the preliminary form was filled out and her payment option selected. All that was left was one single keystroke and Pleasure Bay would be within reach. The ache in her breasts and between her thighs compelled her to reach out. Her finger hovered for a moment over the key as she had a last moment of doubt. She vacillated between yes and no. Her eyes flicked to the banner, where all your fantasies come true.
Her mind took her back to the grotto and the gorgeous dominant man now surging into her from behind. His cock driving steadily, gloriously, relentlessly between her freshly spanked thighs. Her legs spread wider and she arched her back further, offering him more, yielding everything as he plunged into her fast and hard, driving her rapidly onward. Her body was helpless against his possession as he propelled her, sending her spiraling out of control into a clenching, writhing, mindlessly intense, freaking fantastic orgasm.
One hand slid into her panties searching for much-needed relief as no longer uncertain, her finger lowered decisively.
$12,000 be damned!
With a flash, the screen changed.

Please wait while your request is being processed.

She watched the spinning circle with bated breath. In a moment, a message appeared.

Thank you for choosing Pleasure Bay. You are now pre-registered. A preliminary information packet will arrive by overnight mail. Once we receive your application and medical clearance, our team of talented professionals will work diligently to make your fantasy into reality…

More instructions followed, but her eyes couldn’t process them. Her mind was reeling wildly and she couldn’t think beyond one thought.
Holy crap! What on earth had she done?

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Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Caned in Public: Punishment #Spanking from Taming Naia

Thank you to Melody Parks for starting our new Wednesday Blog Hop, WIP it up! I've been cheeky and asked her if she'd be ok with opening it up to published works as well and she's been kind enough to give it a go so here I am. 

This is piece from Taming Naia which was released about two weeks ago. In this scene, Naia and Liam are watching a sub be punished by her Dom at the club. The girl is about to be caned and she's been prepared - having been bent over a bench and bound, her bottom bared for all to see. She's also had a microphone attached so this will be a very public punishment. This is Naia's first time witnessing something like this and the effect is very different than she ever imagined. Liam and Naia are watching from his office unobserved...

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“He’s asking her permission now,” Liam said. “It’s about to begin. Are you ready?”

The girl nodded as did Naia.
The man stepped back and to the side so the crowd had a good view of the girl’s waiting

bottom. With his hand, he slapped both cheeks several times, the sound crisp in the otherwise quiet room. Once satisfied with the soft pink hue, he measured the placement of the cane, tapped it several times against her, then raised his arm. Naia wondered what the cane would feel like against her own backside and braced herself as it came down on the girl’s tender flesh. The girl expelled a breath and her body would have been catapulted forward but for the bench. She counted the first stroke into the microphone. Naia swallowed.
Another stroke landed on the girl’s trembling cheeks. Naia closed her eyes for an instant, imagining it was she up on the stage, being watched as if she herself were being publically punished.
The crowd remained hushed, watching, listening. Each stroke was followed by the girl’s forced exhale, a grunt, and as the punishment proceeded, a more pained noise. As she counted, the microphone amplified every breath, every moan, every sound from her lips, and Naia found herself mentally saying the numbers along with the girl, not wanting it to stop.
The willing captive counted as her bottom was striped with red welts. The difference between the force of the strokes was palpable as she neared the end and the man brought the cane down harder. It was incredible, the sound of the cane moving through the air followed by the sound she made, the silence of the crowd followed by the faintest of exhales. Naia closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the sound of the girl’s shallow, quick breath in time with her own.
Sooner than Naia wanted her to, she called out the final number. The public punishment was at an end and, as if the crowd had also been holding its breath for the duration, there was one moment of complete stillness before the joint exhale. 

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Corbin's Bend Blitz: Finding Their Bliss by Thianna D

Brent Carmichael loved Corbin's Bend. A small community at the base of the rocky mountains just for spankofiles, he worked tirelessly to make sure everything ran smoothly and that the residents were safe and happy. He never intended to fall in love but when Charmagne Kendle stumbled into his life, he found an attraction he had no intention of fighting.

Char moved to Corbin's Bend after losing her job, her apartment, and her fiance all in one day. She had no idea she was actually moving to a spanking community but with the freedom to explore her secret fetish, she found herself happily upended over Brent's lap.

As their relationship deepened into domestic discipline, her ex appeared wanting her back. Now she had to choose. The rich, handsome, and charming Nathan Korven or former police officer Brent Carmichael. To find her bliss, there was really only one choice.

Closing the security door – something that made her feel safe, which was stupid considering it felt like she was in the middle of nowhere – she left the inside door open, as it was in the fifties outside and the fresh air helped clear her head.
After placing the tan envelope on her desk, she went back to unpacking. She actually had very little as she was in too much of a hurry to bring everything with her, and there was now a very full storage space several thousand miles away filled with items she now realized would be useful. Especially in a house this size.
Thankfully, she had brought everything from her old kitchen, so after surveying the new one, she figured out where the best places to put everything would be and set about making it into a more workable space. Three hours spent first cleaning it and then unpacking left her sweaty and realizing it was now early afternoon. “If I don’t get down to Denver now, I might not be able to,” she whispered, annoyed. Going into the pantry, she made a much longer list than she had the day before and headed out to her truck. She was glad she had a garage, as at least she would not have to clear her truck off when it snowed. That had always been a pain.
Deciding she could get much of what she needed at a warehouse store, she went there first and packed the back of her truck with copious amounts of food. Maybe if she was lucky, she would be set for winter. Then she went to a grocery store and picked up things she did not need in huge amounts. By the time she exited the store, light gray clouds were building over the mountains and the breeze carried along a crisp coolness.
Snow was most definitely coming.
She was halfway home by the time it began to snow, and it fell hard and fast, whipped up by a strong wind. It did not take long before she cut her speed in half because it was getting difficult to see. There were snow tires on her truck, but even then she occasionally felt it slip and slide, which made her hands grip the wheel tighter and tighter.
Unfortunately her hill was a bit steeper than the mountain she had just driven up and she knew the moment she turned into her long, steep drive that her truck was not going to make it. “Shit,” she hissed as her wheels began to spin and she felt the truck begin to slide backward. She was halfway up the incline and at this rate, by the time she reached the bottom, she would be going very fast and would be likely to shoot past the road and over the cliff on the other side. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” she cried louder as training kicked in and she yanked the wheel to the left. Immediately her truck fishtailed and turned, her head slamming into her headrest as she hit a tree.
Her last thought before she went unconscious was that the universe had a sick sense of humor.

A community of spankos? What was she thinking?
If you aren’t a spanko or have no interest in domestic discipline, those questions might just be uppermost in your mind. But as someone who is a spanko in their daily life and truly believes in the tenets of domestic discipline, the idea for Corbin’s Bend is a hopeful one. I didn’t start off writing the series thinking “Oh, I’m going to create this wonderful spanking community…” My writing never works like that. Instead, my fingers hit the keys and Corbin’s Bend, Colorado took shape right in front of my eyes.
Now, I could have just written the series myself, released maybe one a year, but even if an author tries to be ‘different’, when they are writing a series, the books will all start sounding the same. I didn’t want that. Instead, I thought of the community and that it takes all kinds and all sorts of personalities to create that feeling. So, what did I do? I opened up Corbin’s Bend to other authors.
And what a plethora of stories that we have coming for you! My novella, Finding Their Bliss, came out on May 7th. The first in the Corbin’s Bend erotic spanking romance series, Finding Their Bliss tells the tale of Brent Carmichael and Charmagne Kendle, two people brought together through unique circumstances and yet their passion and love for each other was not able to be denied. Neither fear nor jealous ex-fiance’s would get between these two. My novella Where They Both Belong came out this month. It’s a prequel to Corbin’s Bend, showing the first days of the community from one of the first residents.

Thianna D is an author of erotica and erotic romance, many of her books either domestic discipline or BDSM in nature. She loves to write about the emotional aspects of these kinds of relationships.
Finding Their Bliss came about from her fantasy about a perfect community where spanking and loving discipline were the norm. She was thrilled when eight other authors joined in to create the Corbin's Bend series, a set of erotic spanking novels and novellas.
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Friday, July 18, 2014

A Public Caning: Sci Spanks Anthology is Here! #satspanks

Good morning Saturday spankers! The Sci Spanks Anthology has just been published this week containing unique stories from fifteen authors, including yours truly! :) Here are eight sentences from my contribution, A Public Caning:

The guards stepped back and we all had a view of the young girls bottom spread before us, the pink lips of her sex trembling, her dark back hole just visible between her cheeks. Foreman, as he was known, the man who would dole out the punishment, took his place and swung the cane through the air once, the whippy sound silencing the crowd, calling a cry from the waiting girl's lips. The bulge in his pants was obvious to any who cared to spare a glance.

Without ceremony, he raised his arm and the cane hung there as if frozen in time. I did not breathe a single breath as it whooshed through the air and made contact with the center of the girl's bottom. She didn't make a sound at first, no one did. In fact, it was silent for what seemed an eternity before the stripe began to color and the bent girl made a desperate noise. I saw Foreman's lips quiver and, as he applied the next strokes, watched how his cock swelled. I'd not seen many men who enjoyed their work so much as he did.

#Spanking, Domestic Discipline, Love and Abuse in Corbin's Bend

Hi everyone. Just a note that today I'm at Liv Honeywell's blog sharing a piece from Taming Naia while I share a piece from Kathryn's latest release here on my own. The link to Liv's blog is here, but make sure to read this first!!

When I read the premise of Kathryn R. Blake's contribution to the Corbin's Bend series, A Simple Misunderstanding, I immediately sat up and took notice. I think she covers some pretty serious ground taking on the topic of abuse in a book set in a DD/spanking community. Every snippet I've read of it has affected me and if I weren't the slowest reader in the world, I could write up my review now but I am so I can't. The book has been on the Amazon Top 100 list in overall erotica I think since its release (and on the BDSM list) so congratulations to Kathryn for that. I won't take up more time, here is a short blurb and an excerpt for A Simple Misunderstanding. 

Short Blurb

Elly Benson struggled to be the properly submissive wife her husband desired.  She tried to do everything he asked of her, until he convinced her she could never be the perfect woman he expected and demanded by nearly killing her.

As a vet, Jerry Douglas recognized signs of abuse when he saw them.  Elly Benson, however, was a married and consenting adult who insisted all her bruises and welts were nothing more than a simple misunderstanding between her and her husband, until the day Arthur Benson took his authority and discipline one-step too far,


Jerry stepped over to open the park gate for Elly, but she gave her head a single shake. “I can’t stay. I only came to return your coat. Thank you.”
Accepting his leather jacket, he placed a staying hand on her arm. “Were you punished last night because you had this?”
“No.” Her emerald green eyes held his gaze, but he sensed there was more to the story than she was saying, so he raised one eyebrow and waited.
With a sigh of defeat, she added, “I was punished for not being properly dressed yesterday. And, given the unpredictability of Colorado autumns, I should’ve known better, as you intimated yourself.”
Though she spoke to him without any pretense of hesitancy or deference today, he didn’t particularly care for what she said. “Were you late getting home?”
A touch of green fire lit her eyes as she stared at him. “What do you think?”
“I think you’re angry enough you’d like to take your frustration out on someone, but you’re not sure how, or whom to attack.”
She turned away at his words. “I need to go.”
“How long before you’re expected back, Eleanor?”
Her back stiffened with displeasure, but she didn’t yank free of his gentle restraint. “Five minutes.”
“Then stay with me for one more minute.” When she didn’t take off running, he asked, “Do you object to me calling you by your first name?”
“Then why did you stiffen?”
She briefly met his gaze. “I prefer to be called Elly.”
Smiling, he bent his head toward her. “Good to know, Elly. So, tell me. Did your husband restrain you last night?”
Her head snapped up, and she glared at him through eyes alight with unshed tears. “So what if he did? That doesn’t mean I’m not submissive to him.”
Jerry promptly released her arm. “Whoa. I never said or implied you weren’t.”
“Well, isn’t that what everyone else thinks? I’m such a lousy wife and incompetent submissive, my husband needs to restrain me during my chastisements?”
“No, Elly. No one thinks that.”
“Why not? It’s true. Thank you anyway for your concern, but I need to leave.”

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