Ashe Barker is visiting today to tell us about her sexy new story, part of the Over the Knee Anthology. I love Ashe! She really knows how to write an erotic scene. Her story, In the Eyes of the Law, was yummy! Here she is 🙂
Hi there Katherine, and thank you so much for inviting me back over to your blog today. I’m so pleased to be here to chat a bit about the Over The Knee anthology, six wonderful, wicked tales of spanking and submission.
The collection came out last week. It’s a smokin’ hot anthology of spankingly awesome short stories, over a hundred thousand words of bottom-warming naughtiness ready to melt your kindle, a sizzling treat for the spank-lovers among us. I’m so thrilled to have a story in the set, and I’m in fabulous company too snuggled up with Lily Harlem, Lucy Felthouse, Katy Swann, Dolly Watt, and Wendi Zwaduk.
My story in the set is In the Eyes of the Law and is all about a woman who finds herself having a seriously bad day. Libby accidentally steals a bottle of perfume from a shop and ends up facing the head of security at the shopping mall. Just her luck that he’s her estranged husband, the Dom she never quite got round to divorcing. Oddly enough, he never quite got around to reminding her to complete the paperwork either.
It’s been two years, but Libby and Josh are both very angry still. They have a lot of unfinished business. He feels she betrayed him, she believes he let her down and put his career before her. They never got round to talking when it might have made a difference, but is it too late now? And does the fact that they have remained married mean anything?
This story was fun to write – short, snappy, and sexy as hell. I just adore this sensual cover too.
The whole collection is out now and you can snap it up on Amazon or wherever you like to buy your ebooks. The individual stories will be out next month.
Here’s the blurb for In the Eyes of the Law…
She’s still his wife, in the eyes of the law. But is she still his submissive? His to spank?
A momentary lapse of concentration places Libby Novak on the wrong side of the law. A criminal conviction could cause her to lose her job. How much worse could this get?
Libby soon knows the answer to that question when the head of security at the mall shows up. She hasn’t seen her estranged husband for years, and now she discovers Josh has a strict policy on how best to deal with shoplifters. He was her husband and her Dom. Will he turn her over to the police, or would a hard, bare-bottom spanking be sufficient redress for her misdemeanor? After all, that’s how he always dealt with her in the past.
Josh has never forgiven Libby’s betrayal. She let him down. She deserves to be punished. But does he still have that right?
Libby meant to divorce him. She was granted the decree nisi but never quite got round to making it final. They both know she’s still his wife—in the eyes of the law—but is she still his submissive? His to spank?
Check out the rest of the collection…
‘Kneel for You’ by Katy Swann
Should she agree to be spanked? Just the once? It would all be in the name of research, of course…
‘Silk and Decadence’ by Wendi Zwaduk
There is always fun in the club, but taking the fun outside and into life might be exactly what’s needed for a lifetime of passion.
‘Properly, or Not at All’ by Lucy Felthouse
How will a husband and wife cope when they’re told one of their favourite kinky pastimes is temporarily off the menu?
‘A Private Education’ by Dolly Watt
Archivist Emma Willoughby learns a lesson in kinky lust when she’s invited to assess the ninth Earl of Folchester’s private library.
And of course we can’t leave without an excerpt from In the Eyes of the Law
“How long is it since you were last spanked? Really spanked, I mean, into sub-space?”
“Not since you and I… Oh!” I let out a sharp cry as he ramps up the intensity.
“Okay, and has it been just spanking or have you tried anything else?”
“If you mean have I fucked anyone else, the answer is no. I’m not— I mean, I like kink, but…”
“Okay, I get that too. This still all right?” He’s dropping quite hard slaps against my bottom now, raining them all over the tender flesh. I’m managing not to clench because I know that just increases the pain, but it isn’t easy.
“Yes, Sir. It’s fine. Thank you.”
“I missed you, Libby.” He delivers this line without breaking his rhythm.
“I—I missed it too.”
“It? I said I missed you, girl. Not this. Well, not only this.”
“You should be. You should never have left me.”
“I had to. You knew why I had to.”
“I know what you told me, but you were wrong. You were impatient. You should have given me more time.” The pressure of the slaps has risen again, the spanking is really hurting now and it’s linked to this conversation somehow. He isn’t striking me in anger. He never did and never would. But there is a connection.
I feel compelled to at least attempt an explanation, though my wits are scrambling fast and I’m not sure how coherent it will be.
“I couldn’t stand it. I begged you to leave but you refused. In the end, I had no choice.”
“I would have put you first. You knew that.”
“I didn’t. How could I? Oh, oh, Sir…” The spanking pauses for a few moments as Josh leans down to pick up his belt from the floor beside him. I suck in a breath and hold it.
“I always did. I asked you to wait. You should have trusted me.”
“I… Aagh!” There’s a whoosh as the belt slices through the air, then a loud crack as it lands across my bottom, wrapping itself around both buttocks. “Oh God, oh Jesus that hurts.”
Josh ignores my comment and my scream, as he readies himself to swing the belt again. Another rush of air, louder this time, and the belt again connects with my searing flesh.
“Oh, oh. Christ.” I screw up my eyes. Tears are already prickling behind my eyelids. Surely I used to be much more resilient than this. I’ve become soft, out of practice.
“Why couldn’t you trust me, Libby? Did I ever let you down?”
The belt lands again, leaving a third river of agony across my bottom. My arse feels to be on fire, yet still I lift it to him for more punishment. I know—I’m sure we both know—this isn’t about a bottle of perfume, nor is it about a lapse of memory, a moment of carelessness. This is about trust, broken promises, disappointment and long-suppressed anger.
More about me…
I’ve been an avid reader of fiction for many years, erotic and other genres. I still love reading, the hotter the better. But now I have a good excuse for my guilty pleasure – research.
I tend to draw on my own experience to lend colour, detail and realism to my plots and characters. An incident here, a chance remark there, a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can spark a story idea.
When not writing – which is not very often these days – my time is divided between my role as resident taxi driver for my teenage daughter, and caring for a couple of dogs, two tortoises. And a very grumpy cockatiel.
I have twenty seven (at the last count) titles on general release with publishers on both sides of the Atlantic, and I have several more in the pipeline. All my books feature BDSM. I write explicit stories, always hot, but they offer far more than just sizzling sex. I like to read about complex characters, and compelling plots, so that’s what I write too. Strong, demanding Doms are a given, often paired with new submissives who have a lot to learn.
I have a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keep thinking of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a lot more from me.