Friday, October 24, 2014

Anal Punishment and Spanking F/f #satspanks

It's Saturday which means it's time for Saturday Spankings! Today I'm sharing a piece from the collection of short stories Casey McKay and I put together titled The Disciplinarian. It is now available on Amazon exclusively and is a free read on the Kindle Unlimited program. This piece is from Consequences, which is the one F/f story in the collection. I wanted to branch out and try something a little different. I hope you enjoy it :)

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I watched her smear lubricant over the plug while I slid my stockings and panties off.
“Skirt too and bend over the desk,” she said.
I obeyed, my eyes on the lubricated plug.
"Face forward, Andrea, but reach back and spread your bottom cheeks apart for me."
Her final words made the humiliation of yesterday's paddling pale in comparison. "Ma'am?"

I asked.
She met my gaze, the expression in her eyes annoyed and out of patience. "I told you

yesterday I would punish your bottom hole, didn't I?"
"Yes, ma'am, but..."

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That's all for now, folks. Hop on over and visit all the other Saturday Spankers, and this week is also Spank or Treat so there are some longer pieces this week as well. Enjoy!

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Warrior: Breeder Book 3 by Cara Bristol

I don't know about you but I've been waiting for Warrior, the third book in Cara Bristol's Breeder series, for a long time. Actually, probably the day I finished Terran. This week is release week and Cara is sharing an excerpt here today.

Warrior (Breeder 3) blurb
A female fighting for freedom.  A male armed with determination. Can they save their people?

As a despotic Qalin marches through Parseon intent on conquering every province, Commander Marlix pledges his sister to another Alpha to protect her. Desperate to decide her own fate, Anika flees and finds refuge with the guerilla resistance movement against Qalin. Marlix’s aide Urazi hunts her down to bring her home to fulfill her duty. But when love blossoms between them, and provinces fall to Qalin, Anika and Urazi realize home has ceased to exist, and they are all that stand between the people of Parseon and the end of the world.

Warrior is the third and final book of the Breeder science fiction romance series, but it can be read as a stand-alone.

Warrior (Breeder 3) excerpt 
“Hold steady. Grip the stock from below with your left hand. Do not get in the way of the bolt.” Grogan stepped so close, his hardened manhood prodded Anika’s left flank. She gritted her teeth, and considered dropping her trigger finger to reach into her boot for Tara’s knitting needle.

Yes. Hold steady now, Grogan.

“Line your target between the crosshairs.”

Target in sight. Anika closed her left eye and peered through the scope with her right at the life-size outline of a male sketched in soot on an unrolled parchment scroll tacked to a tree fifty meters away. Focused on the round smudge, center torso.

Grogan pressed his stiffened manhood into the crease of her buttocks. “Squeeze…the trigger.”

Anika superimposed her instructor’s likeness onto the faceless target and discharged the bolt. The string recoiled with a pop and released the arrow. With satisfying thunk, it embedded in the target. Lowering her weapon, Anika stepped out of range of the alpha and strode to examine the result.

Right through the heart.

“Fair. For a female,” Grogan judged.

She compared her results—dead center—with Grogan’s. He’d missed the middle completely, hitting outside the outline. Perhaps the weight of his erection had unbalanced his shot.

She marched to the starting line with Grogan dogging her heels, flinging advice as wild as his aim. She shot better than every male of the Resistance, but walked a precarious path, awakening each morn to wonder if this would be the day she would fall prey to her compatriots. To Grogan, who had singled her out for special training.

But joining the Guerilla Resistance against Qalin and Artom was preferable to facing what lay outside the camp. Anika shuddered.

After leaving Marlix’s abode, she’d roamed the countryside for a week before she’d straggled into the militia group attempting to defeat Qalin and Artom. Their secret weapon?
Breeders. No one would suspect a female of being an armed fighter.

But her instructor saw no reason to abandon the old use for females. Thus far she’d dodged him, but her luck and his patience could not last much longer.

“Many females can hit the target, but few have the strength you do to cock the bowstring. You are the best female shooter by far,” Grogan conceded, his praise falling short of recognizing her true ability.

“You have trained enough for one day. Let us retire to the camp,” Grogan said. “You may bring me the midday meal.” He peered at the sky. The star of Parseon hovered overhead, its heat barely reaching the atmosphere to edge the temperature over freezing. But the chill provided an excuse to layer on multiple articles of clothing. The inconvenience of removal had saved her on more than one occasion. Still, a clothing barrier offered scant protection. Some males—Grogan—viewed impediments as a challenge.

“I feel as though I need more practice.” She peered at him from beneath downcast lashes and slumped her shoulders in a pretense of self-effacement. “May I please try one more time?”

Usually the number of people milling around afforded opportunity to avoid or divert him.
But, today, the alphas had formed two teams and split up, one group hunting for small game, another sent on reconnaissance. The females had been ordered to forage for whatever they could find to replenish the dwindling food stores. Only she—by Grogan’s command—remained in camp.

She jabbed the crossbow nose onto the ground and stepped on the metal cocking stirrup.

“You have practiced enough for one day.” Temper edged his voice.

Anika pulled back the bowstring until it locked, extracted a bolt from the quiver, and slipped it into the flight groove. Cocked and loaded, the crossbow had to be fired, for it was too dangerous to leave a loaded weapon lying about. A bump or a jolt could discharge the projectile. She raised the crossbow to shoulder height, slipped her finger off the metal guard, and caressed the trigger.

“Did you hear what I said?” Grogan’s tone sharpened. “Look at me when I speak to you!”
She snapped a sharp pivot. Through the scope, the crosshairs formed a perfect X on his chest.

His eyes bulged in alarm, and he stumbled over his feet.

Even Grogan could not fail to hit a target at such close range.

“I heard what you said,” Anika replied before turning to the parchment target and pulling the trigger. Th-th-thunk! Her bolt landed next to the previous one. Dead center. Again. She lowered the weapon.

Grogan seized her arm in a bruising grip and yanked her around to face him. “Never point a loaded weapon at me! Do you understand?” He shook her.

Anika took stock of her instructor’s reddening complexion, the slight tremor of his body, the decreased bulge in his uniform pants. Satisfaction swelled, but she bowed her head. “I apologize, alpha. When you ordered me to look at you, I had no thought but to obey.”
Stars exploded under the impact of his fist.

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Cara Bristol bio
Cara Bristol continues to evolve, adding new subgenres of erotic romance to her repertoire. She has written spanking romance, contemporary romance, paranormal, and science fiction romance. No matter what the genre, one thing remains constant: her emphasis on character-driven seriously hot erotic stories with sizzling chemistry between the hero and heroine. Cara has lived many places in the United States, but currently lives in Missouri with her husband. She has two grown stepkids. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading and traveling.

Sunday, October 19, 2014

A Naughty Excerpt from Lord Westbrook's Muse by Etta Stark #Spanking

I have Etta Stark here today with her latest naughty release, Lord Westbrook's Muse. And it is a very naughty excerpt she is sharing. Here's Etta...

Hi Natasha. Thanks so much for having me on your blog today. I am really excited to be here. 
My third book, Lord Westbrook’s Muse, has just been released. Like my previous book, this is a historical romance set in Victorian England. You can tell that it’s a historical period I am particularly fond of, can’t you? Although I will be bucking that trend with my next release which will be a contemporary romance set in Colorado and part of the Corbin’s Bend series.

In Lord Westbrook’s Muse, a stuffy Lord of the Manor finds himself captivated by Cass, a beautiful, unconventional woman that he meets at a garden party at his mother’s house.

Theirs is an unusual courtship. On the very first day they meet, Cass suggests that Lord Westbrook punish her for some earlier thoughtless behaviour. Unable to resist the idea of administering a spanking to such a beautiful woman, Lord Westbrook takes her to an empty cottage on his grounds and bends her over for some bare bottom discipline. Their mutual arousal following her punishment makes the passionate lovemaking which follows rather inevitable.

The excerpt below finds them in the midst of passion as they make love for the very first time.

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His pace quickened, becoming faster and faster until he suddenly stopped, frozen, gripping onto Cass’s shoulders. She knew he must be experiencing a release as his body relaxed visibly afterwards and he pulled out of her.
As pleasurable as she had found the experience of having him inside of her, Cass had not experienced a release of her own. It had not brought her to a climax like she had experienced when pleasuring herself with her fingers, alone in her bedroom. She recalled briefly the things she had overheard other women say about the physical act of lovemaking – that it was for a man’s pleasure, that the woman’s role was to facilitate his needs.
Was that what she had just experienced? It seemed ludicrous to say there had been no benefit to her in their lovemaking.  The experience had been wonderful. It was just that right at this moment she felt so ready. She felt like a tethered kite being pulled by the wind and straining for release.  Lord Westbrook, lying beside her, sweaty, dishevelled and breathing heavily ran his hand through her auburn hair. “You are so beautiful,” he said softly, in a voice that Cass had not heard him use before. He sounded almost awestruck. He moved his hand further down her body and lightly stroked her mons pubis.  Cass instinctively moaned and pushed that part of her body upwards to meet his touch as though offering herself to him. So close.
Lord Westbrook made a sound like that almost sounded like a chuckle and pushed the heel of his hand against her womanhood. She bucked and he swiftly inserted two fingers inside of her, pushing his fingers against the hard nub of her clitoris and stroking her there in a firm circular motion.
She was almost there. Poised above a precipice, needing only one small push to send her hurtling to the ground. The pleasure that had been building up slowly, suddenly exploded inside her. It was overwhelming. She had gone over the precipice but she wasn’t falling. Rather, she had grown wings and taken flight.
The noises she was making in her pleasure were quite loud but she was powerless to stop them even if she had wanted to. Lord Westbrook’s finger still pressed against her kernel causing her orgasm to go on for what seemed like forever. This was a hundred times better than anything she had managed to achieve on her own she thought when she was finally able to think of anything at all.
She smiled at Lord Westbrook who was watching her intently. “Thank you,” she said quietly.

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Lord Robert Westbrook’s life of responsibility and social obligations is turned on its head when he meets Cass, a beautiful and idiosyncratic woman at his mother’s garden party. Cass is a staunch supporter of women’s rights as well as an advocate of dress reform, rejecting the restrictive fashions of the nineteenth century. 

In fact, Cass’s rebellion isn’t limited to her dress sense. She is also determined to experience the excitement and passion of a sexual liaison. Lord Westbrook, she has decided, is the very man she wants to seduce her. Meanwhile Lord Westbrook has determined that Cass requires some stern discipline. 

The couple’s passionate and fiery romance breaks every rule of Victorian decency and kindles a love that neither Cass nor Robert were prepared for. However, when Cass’s secret past finally catches up with her, it seems that the couple’s happiness might be doomed forever.

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Friday, October 17, 2014

Have You Ever Been Spanked, Ms. Parsons? #satspanks

Good morning Saturday Spankers and welcome back to Kathryn Blake's Saturday Spankings Blog Hop! Casey McKay and I released a collection of spanking stories titled The Disciplinarian this week which contains six stories in all. It's published exclusively on Amazon and is available for a free read for Kindle Unlimited members or at $2.99 for purchase. Today I'm sharing a piece from one of my stories titled The Penitent. In this scene, Marcus Corran, the owner of the bookstore where Marlene Parsons works, has caught her stealing and is laying out one of her options...

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"Well," he began, her eyes following his progress as he walked to the wall where she noticed for the first time the cane that hung there. She'd never given it a moment's thought before but realized now its purpose. 
"I'm an old fashioned man and I believe some young ladies do better with old fashioned methods. For some reason, I have a feeling you may be one of those young ladies, Ms. Parsons," he began, taking up the cane.
She simply stared at him, her throat too dry to speak.
"Do you know what this is?" he asked, flexing the thing.
She shook her head, her eyes glued to it.
"It's a cane. One I acquired from an antique shop some years back. Have you ever been spanked, Ms. Parsons?"

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The role of a disciplinarian can come in many different forms in a woman’s life. These stories are about six different women who find themselves taken in hand, and taken over the knee. 

“The Disciplinarian”: Jennifer didn't know what a disciplinarian was. She didn’t know adults could be spanked as punishment, but when her boss catches her stealing, she is told if she doesn't want the police involved, she'll have to submit to a session with The Disciplinarian. 

“Guilty As Charged”: Julie has the hots for her cop neighbor, Brad, who is also a professional disciplinarian. When he catches her driving recklessly, he decides she might need more in her life than one spanking a week. 

“Consequences”: Every action has a consequence, and in twenty year-old Andrea's case, when she's caught breaking hotel rules, she is given a choice: pack up your things and leave immediately or submit to corporal punishment. But what Andrea never expected to learn out of this was that discipline, administered with love, can form a powerful bond. 

“Paying Rent”: When Amber gets kicked out of college and ends up on Tony’s doorstep, she doesn’t anticipate Tony taking an interest in her life, or holding her accountable for her actions; including paying her rent on time. When he threatens to spank her, she decides to push back, but how far is too far? 

“The Penitent”: Marcus Corran is not a man to tolerate liars or thieves, so when he catches young Marlene, an employee in his bookstore, doing both, he decides the best way to deal with her actions is a good old fashioned, bare bottomed, over the knee spanking. 

“The Agreement”: Lindsay and Nick have been dating for two years and they have an agreement. So when Lindsay deliberately lies, Nick decides to use a more creative form of punishment. 

All stories are M/f except for “Consequences” which is a F/f spanking story. The stories depict situations between consenting adults who believe in a good, old fashioned spanking to get to the bottom of a problem. If such material offends you, please do not purchase.

This is a blog hop so don't forget to visit all the participants this week!

A Naughty Excerpt from Maid to Submit by Sue Lyndon

I'm very happy to have Sue Lyndon on my blog today with an excerpt from her first self published piece, Maid to Submit! I don't know about you but I pre-ordered it on the day it was available, just started it last night and it's just what I expect from a Sue Lyndon book: hot hot hot! The excerpt is a naughty on, as expected when it's Sue, right? Here she is...

My new release, Maid to Submit, is now available on Amazon for 99 cents. Maid to Submit is a naughty Halloween-themed short story and it’s my first self-published venture, so I am pretty darn excited about it. If you have Amazon Prime or Kindle Unlimited, you can even read it for free!


Maid to Submit is a short story of approximately 8,000 words.

Ally's all dressed up and eager to spend Halloween night with her spanko boyfriend, Mark, but on her way out the door her roommate regretfully informs her that she saw Mark having lunch with another woman. Ally's heartbroken, but she's also angry...angry enough to hurl toilet paper through all the trees in front of Mark's house, among other naughty things. She doesn't plan on being caught red-handed, but she soon finds herself being tossed over Mark's shoulder and carried into his house.

Mark insists they talk about whatever has Ally so upset, and if he has to hold her captive--or spank her--until she settles down enough to listen, so be it. He informs a stunned Ally that the busty blonde he had lunch with was...his mother! Now he's got his hands full with an apologetic French maid who is very much in need of correction. He's understanding that Ally has some trust issues because of her past, but he certainly won't tolerate such naughty, irresponsible behavior from the woman he loves. He informs her that she's to endure a thorough inspection followed by a hard spanking on her bare bottom, and that's just the beginning of her punishment.

Will Mark get his errant maid to submit to an ordeal that is sure to leave her blushing?

Note: This story contains a naughty French maid who looks good in handcuffs, a no-nonsense firefighter with a twitchy palm, bare bottom spankings galore, and other erotic scenes sure to make your e-reader sizzle. Please don't buy this book if such material offends you.


“I can smell your arousal, Ally. I know you’re wet. Now, let’s see just how wet you are.”
She gasped as the cool air hit her most private places. He knelt behind her and gripped her cheeks, one in each hand, and parted her bottom wide in an uncomfortable stretch. At first he simply kept her spread open, not yet delving into her moisture. The pause during which she was on display, his hot breath fanning against her slick pussy lips and quivering bottom hole, left her clawing at the wall as she fought to remain in position.
“I can see all of you right now, Ally girl. Your slick pussy lips and the wet, pinkness within. Your tight puckering hole. There’s even a drop of moisture sliding down your thigh right now, young lady.”
A heated wave stole through her, and her shame over being inspected so thoroughly, so intimately, caused the aching below her waist to turn into a full blown throbbing sensation.
“And these panties,” he said in a scolding tone. “These panties are so wet that you won’t be able to wear them again.”
“I-I’m sorry, sir.”
He released her bottom and tapped the side of her leg. “Remove your stockings and panties, Ally. Then bend over the bed and pull your bottom cheeks apart, young lady. I’m not through inspecting your holes yet.”
She nodded with a whimper and began to comply with his demands, her hands trembling as she worked the stockings down her legs. Her panties pooled at her feet as she stood upright, and she pushed them away into a pile with everything else. A deep sense of vulnerability filled her as she approached the bed with her head lowered. From the corner of her eye, she glimpsed Mark’s massive form and swallowed hard when she noticed his arms folded over his chest. Though she didn’t look up far enough to see his eyes, she knew his gaze was fixated on her every movement.
“Good girl,” he said as she bent over. “Now reach back and pull those naughty cheeks apart, Ally.”

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Author bio: Sue Lyndon is a multi-published author of erotic BDSM romance and spanking romances. She enjoys a good book in any genre, loves Star Trek and Battlestar Galactica, and runs on coffee and chocolate.