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Saturday Spanks- Winter Storm- Jillian takes it all in

Saturday Spankings

Welcome back to Saturday Spankings!

Today’s excerpt comes from our brand new book, The Winter Storm: The Ever After Chronicles, that was just released!

Jillian, has just come in from the blizzard after being rescued by the handsome, and oh so dominant, Bertram.  As she soaks it all in, she realizes this Lodge is very different from village she left.

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She should have been scared of the “worldly”, sexy environment she had entered.

Her grandmother would have died on the spot because of the “sinful, new age” atmosphere, as she would have called it.

But this felt more real to her than all of her 22 years of life in the village.

Bertram’s spanking had done more to her than she could explain.

And as embarrassing as it was for her to admit to herself, the thought of these women proffering their bottoms for chastisement made her feel warm and funny.

And it felt right.

She belonged here.

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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?

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Buy Links:

Amazon- http://www.amazon.com/The-Winter-Storm-After-Chronicle-ebook/dp/B00ISWJAJY/

All Romance – https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-thewinterstormaneverafterchronicle-1441823-354.html

Blushing Books- http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=2752

Barnes and Noble – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-winter-storm-renee-rose/1118885947?ean=2940149276073

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Winter Spanks- Winners announcement!

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I’m so sad Winter Spanks is over. 😦

But that means prizes are coming!!!

The winner of my prize (the $10 gift certificate to Blushing Books) is Dawn.  🙂

Thanks so much for all the kind replies about my story. I had so much fun writing it, and sharing it with all of you!

And I loved going to all the different blogs for the fun stories and pictures!

Thanks to Saturday Spankings and Spanking Romance for hosting this amazing event!

(Here’s a link to the overall prizes, if you want to see who won the main prizes!)

http://spankingromance.com/winners-of-winterspanks-blog-hop/

Happy Winter Spanks, ya’all!

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Winter Spanks Blog Hop Announcement!

Oh, the weather outside is frightful.

But a (bottom on) fire is so delightful…

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Spanking Romance Reviews and Saturday Spankings are teaming up to keep us all warm and toasty this winter.

The first annual Winter Spanks Blog Hop is January 2 – 4, 2014.

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Everyone is welcome to join in on the fun!

  • Bloggers, authors, readers, artists,
  • Spanking relationships, casual Spankos
  • Tops, Bottoms

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There will be:

Tons of great prizes!

Short stories to keep your whole body (and your booty) warm!

Blog posts about spankings.

Tasteful spanking pictures. Bare bottoms are always welcome! (no graphic nudity, please)

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Come warm your hands, (or your bottoms!) at the 2014 Winter Spanks Blog Hop!

For more information, or to sign up as a blogger, follow this link.

http://spankingromance.com/winter-spanks/

or

http://saturdayspankings.blogspot.com/p/winter-spanks.html

-Happy Spankings!

Sat Spanks – Self Spanking Marathon!

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Spank or Treat 2013 is here at last!

I am very excited to be an Ambassador of the hop this year. To add my own touch of spank or treat fun to the excitement I am giving away TWO gift certificates to Blushing Books!

To enter all you have to do is read my Saturday Spanks post below & reply to the question at the end. To earn an additional entry, you can subscribe to my blog by email which can be found on the right sidebar of my blog. Be sure to confirm your subscription with the confirmation that will be sent to you via email.

Good luck and happy Spank or Treating!

To visit the other participating blogs click here! Don’t forget to visit the other Ambassadors that are hosting their own giveaway as well! 

Corinne Alexander is giving away a paddle from Cane-iac!

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Welcome to the marathon edition of Saturday Spanks!

LOL, we are not running 26.2 miles today. But in honor of the Spank or Treat blog Hop, the submission limit has been increased to 2K.

So I get to share a WHOLE scene with you instead of just 8 sentences.  And it just so happens that my main character is a Marathoner, so if the shoe fits…

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This scene takes place in Claire’s apartment, the evening after her first punishment spanking from Nick.  Claire is confused by her reaction – she liked the effect it had on her, and wants more.   When he calls to check on her, she explains that she misses the feeling that came from being over his knee, and expresses her loneliness.  He suggests a solution to meet her needs.  A self spanking, directed by him over the phone.

Here is the full kinky scene. Hope you enjoy!

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Oh my God. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. This was so sudden, so scary, so unbelievably arousing.  He was going to talk her through her first self spanking.   Even though this would be nothing like having him really there, giving her that look–the one where he raised one eyebrow and tightened his lips–or touching her skin, bringing heat to her bottom, this would be fun. And maybe she would touch herself later to help her get her through the night.

“Are you listening to me, young lady?” His disembodied voice carried from the middle of her bed.  He sounded angry, deadly serious.  If she didn’t know he was playing a role, she would be shaking in her jammies right now.

She couldn’t help giggling. This was kind of unnerving and exciting. “Sorry, what did you say?” she grinned at the phone.

“Naughty young ladies who don’t pay attention, get punished, Claire.” He paused and in a silken voice, emphasizing each word, he said, “Bend. Over. The. Bed.”

She swallowed hard and jumped to comply.

“Arms straight, hands reaching for the other end.”

She stretched out, and placed her palms on the top of her pink paisley coverlet, wondering if he could hear her loud exhales.

“Close your eyes, and listen.” He directed and she obeyed.

CRACK!

Her eyes flew open, and she choked on a breath. She flinched again, when the loud thud repeated over her phone, right next to her head.

“That is a wooden hairbrush,” he explained casually.  “I’m striking my palm, but we are going to pretend this is your naughty bottom.”

Claire mewled and felt her heart rate increase.

“Pull your pants and panties down right below your cheeks, Claire.”

“Ok.” She yanked her panties down, and got stuck before remembering to grab the waist band of her pants. She finally got them both pulled down, and felt the cool air rushing to her cheeks and in between her legs.  Cool moisture dripped down her thighs.

“Straighten your legs, and press your bottom out. Way out.”

She pushed her bottom out, arched her back, and licked her dry lips. She felt so vulnerable. If he was there, he would be able to see everything, every bit of her aching, wet, throbbing lower body.  She trembled with excitement, and told him she was in position.

“Good girl,” he praised. “Stroke your bottom, pat it gently, just like I would if I was there right now rewarding you for your obedience.”

Her legs starting shaking as she reached back and patted herself. That word, obedience. It shouldn’t have that effect on her, but she would worry about that later.

“Now, put your hands back on the bed, and prepare to listen to the first part of your spanking.”

For some reason, the word “spanking” was having a massive effect on her. She hoped he would keep talking like this.

“Close your eyes, and picture me picking up this heavy, wooden hairbrush, preparing to use it on your perfectly white little bottom. It’s not going to stay white for long, young lady.”

She gasped and wiggled her bottom, pretending he was behind her. She could feel his warmth next to her, and hear his deep breaths above her semi-prone position.  She pictured the stern look in his eyes.  She loved this feeling of him dominating her – even though he was miles away.

“I’m going to spank you so long, and so hard, you won’t sit for a week.”  She heard the crack of the brush against his hand, and she jumped.

“Your naughty little bottom is going to be so red and hot, that you’ll have to sleep on your stomach tonight.” Three more loud cracks echoed around her room.

“Naughty!” CRACK!

“…turn you over my knee.” CRACK!

“…Spank you hard.” CRACK!

She moaned and clenched her legs together, rubbing against the ache, loving the sounds, and the way these words made her feel.

“Your turn.”

“Huh?” she was startled out of her reverie.

“It’s time to spank yourself. Or do I need to come over there and show you how it’s done?” he growled over the connection.

She almost fell over, “N-no, Sir.”

He chuckled, and then became stern again, “All right my naughty little woman.  Take the phone, and place it closer to the edge of the bed. I want to hear you spank yourself.  I want to hear the loud smacks against your beautiful ass.  I want to hear, every time you suck in a breath.  I want to hear your groans.”

She groaned accidentally.

He laughed, “Yeah, just like that.”

Her hand shook as she placed her phone next to her, on the edge of the bed.

“Using your right hand, I want you to spank the lower part of your right cheek.  Try it a few times, until you get the hang of it.”

She bit her lip, and raised her right hand.  How hard could it be? Hand to bottom, right? She swiped downward and made weak contact with her bottom. Ok, maybe this was harder than it sounded. She tried again, faring no better the second time.

“This is kind of hard to do,” she apologized, embarrassed that she couldn’t seem to get such an easy task down pat.

“It’s ok. Keep trying. Try ten in a row, aiming for the same spot on your bottom.”

“Ok.”

She finally got it figured out on the fifth swat, and listened to the loud, satisfying sound swats 6-10 made. Then the heat started to build up.

“Good girl.  Are your slippers by your bed?”

“Uh ha.” She caught her breath. Spanking was a lot of work.

“Pick one up in your right hand, and try a few rounds of five.”

The slippers had a much bigger impact than her hand did.

“Mmph.”

She whined in the middle of the second set of five.

“Thaaat’s much better,” he crooned over the line. “I like the sound of your naughty bottom getting spanked. Is it getting red yet?”

She got up, and looked at her bottom in the full length mirror.  It was red and glowing with several small lines from the slippers.

“Not red, just blotchy!” she called out. God, if her roommate could see her now, standing in front of a mirror with her pants at her ankles, her cheeks bright and flushed with exertion, looking at her bare bottom.

“Then we have some more work to do, don’t we?” He drawled over the line.

She felt goose bumps on her arms, and shivered at his reply.

“Back over the bed, darlin’. I want that bare bottom thrust out and high. We’re about to tan you good.”

Oh! She tripped her way over to the bed, and flung herself over the edge.

“Use your hand this time. Start spanking, and don’t stop until I tell you to stop.”

“O-Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Yes, Sir!” she commenced spanking herself, one swat after another.

“Pick up the cadence!” he barked, causing her to jump.

She gave herself a nice fast volley of swats, feeling the heat grow in her bottom and her aching core. The heat was spreading so fast, she thought her whole body would burst into flames.

“Stop.”

She collapsed onto the bed and caught her breath.  Her arm was sore, her hand throbbed. But the rest of her felt so gloriously heated, she didn’t care.

“Mmm, that was nice, Nick.”

He chuckled, “I’m not through with you yet.”

Her whole body tensed in anticipation.

“Go to the mirror and turn around.”

She shuffled back to her reflection, and looked at her bright red bottom, lovingly scorched by her own hand. It looked beautiful. She was mesmerized by its appearance and the ache.

“How’s it look?”

“It’s pretty red.” She laughed nervously, biting her lip as she inspected for any bruising or marks.

“Very well done. You deserve a reward.”

“Ok.”

“Can you see all of yourself in that mirror?”

“Yes.”

“I mean ALL of yourself. Bend over.”

She squealed and knew that her face had just surpassed her bottom in redness.

She bent over, and waited for his next command.

“Spread your legs, shoulder width.” He paused while she complied. “What do you see?”

“I, I’m wet.”

She heard him groan, “That’s what I was hoping to hear. Such a good girl.” She basked in his approval.  “Want to go a little further?”

“OK.” She squeaked. Who was she kidding? If she stopped now, she might seriously self-combust. Please let them take it further. As far as they could physically go. She was about to die of arousal, if that was even possible.

“Spank your beautiful ass, and watch yourself as you do it. Report it all back to me. And don’t miss anything, or I will punish you.”

Her pulse rocketed.

She watched herself in the mirror, and bent over. Her bottom was already red and streaked. She smacked the underside a few times, watching as the whole cheek bounced up and down. It gained a bit of redness, then slowly dissipated.  She explained this to him.

“Tsk, tsk,” he pretended to scold her, “I said I wanted EVERY detail.”

She suddenly understood what he was asking for, and stammered, “I’m very wet, and throbbing. I can see. It. I’m very,” she took a deep breath, “um, horny.”

“Do everything I say, as quickly as I tell you.”

“Ok.”

“Keep watching the mirror. I don’t want your eyes off that mirror for even a second, or so help me I will come over there and turn you over my knee. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” She loved this. She had never been more turned on in her life.

“Take your ass into both hands, and squeeze your cheeks.”

She massaged and squeezed, feeling the pressure in her womb increase as the abundant arousal dripped down her legs.

“Now touch yourself.”

“My. Self?”

“Your pussy, Claire. Use your fingers to gather up all that liquid, and spread it all over your sex and your ass.

She shuddered and ran her fingers forward.  She was so wet, and so warm and sticky.  She pulled on her cheeks and distributed more of herself onto her bottom. She told him when she had completed her task.

“Good. Now spank your wet ass, hard and fast.”

She groaned as she complied. The harder she smacked her stinging backside, the wetter she became. “Ow! Mmmm.”   She couldn’t decide if it hurt or felt good. The feelings were so closely intertwined, they were hard to differentiate.  Either way, she liked it, and apparently, so did her body.

“One last thing, good girl.”

Anything for him. She was almost spent, she could barely breathe, and she was aching and hot, but she would follow through with whatever he wanted. She had to.

“Finger yourself, Claire. “

Her legs sagged beneath her, but she caught herself on the dresser.

“Tickle that hard little nub, until you are good and ready. Left hand, only.”

She nodded. Silly, he can’t see you. “Ok.”

She used her left finger and vibrated it up and down, back and forth until she couldn’t take it anymore.

“I’m really close. Nick. Oh my God.” She clenched her legs together and bit her lip.

“Are you still watching yourself?”

Oh nuts, she had forgotten about that part.

“I am now.”

“Thrust your fingers inside, and watch yourself while you are doing it.”

Claire whimpered.

“No, I want you to see exactly what is happening to you. Stroke yourself, as deep as if it were me inside you.”

She almost lost it right there.

“Faster, Claire.”

She stifled another moan.

“Now spank yourself with your right hand, while fucking yourself with your left. And don’t you dare close your eyes, young lady.”

She smacked once, twice, then let go with such a long orgasm, she screamed and fell onto the floor in a heap.

It took her a few minutes to catch her breath. “You still there?”

“Yeah.” He grunted.

“Are you ok?”

“Yeah, but I’m not in the best of ways.”

Claire picked up the phone, and grinned. “Want me to talk you through it, big guy?”

“Hell, yeah.”

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Is Self spanking taboo to you? Why or why not?

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Happy spanks!

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Spank or Treat 2013

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IF THE BROOMSTICK FITS, RIDE IT!!! 

Do you like spanking stories, prizes, and Halloween? Do you miss the days when kids came to your door asking for candy, or when you were young enough to do the trick-or-treating? You’re in luck! Spank or Treat 2012 was so much fun that we’ve brought you a bigger and better collective short story extravaganza for 2013.  It’s trick-or-treating for adults, and we do mean adults!

Want to become a Spank or Treat ambassador and earn an extra prize entry? See below!

Even better, participation could earn you a GRAND PRIZE!

Plus, all Spank or Treaters are eligible for free books!

  • Holding Hannah, by Maren Smith Available to the first 50 participants!

 

  • Love’s Reprise, by Cassandre Dayne, Lucy Felthouse, Olivia Starke, Kate Richards, and Anastasia Vitsky
  • Coming to Terms, by Cara Bristol, Jade Cary, Alta Hensley, Celeste Jones, Sue Lyndon, Renee Rose, and Anastasia Vitsky Available to ALL participants who complete the Spank or Treat 2013 challenge!

Many authors will also be offering a contest on their individual blogs.  Your comment on their blogs automatically enters you in both the main contest and the individual contests!

What’s the catch?  Absolutely nothing!  We love writing for you and want to thank you for your readership.  Perhaps someone might get a spanking or two, but that’s a reward rather than a catch, right?  ;)

Here are the rules:

  1. Visit each blog between the Friday, October 25th and Sunday, October 27th to read the posted stories and excerpts.
  2. Leave a comment answering the story question on each blog.  You will receive one entry per blog for the grand prize drawing.  You will also be automatically entered in that author’s individual contest, if she has one.
  3. If you have visited all of the blogs, visit Ana’s blog to sign up for FIVE bonus entries to the grand prize. Deadline is midnight EDT (UTC -4) on October 27th!!
  4. If you successfully completed the Spankee Doodle, Love Spanks, or last year’s Spank or Treat 2012 challenge, you may add “VIP” to your comments.  You will earn THREE bonus entries toward the grand prize.  (Yes, we will be doing this again.  Yes, if you successfully complete the Spank or Treat challenge you can become a VIP for our next activity!)
  5. Visit any of the participating blogs on Thursday, October 31st to find out the lucky winners.  Will it be you?

Like these events? Want to support your friendly spanking fiction authors? Become a Spank or Treat Ambassador! In exchange for promoting this event, you will receive one extra prize entry, AND you are still eligible to participate and win prizes! To find out the details, send an email to ana_stasia2007 at yahoo dot com, with the subject line “Spank or Treat Ambassador”.

For more information, updates, and a list of participating authors, please visit Anastasia Vitsky’s blog.

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Sat Spanks – Self Spanking (part 2)

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Welcome back! 

This Saturday Spankings post is a continuation from my WIP, Running For her Life.  Hope you enjoy!

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Meet Claire and Nick:

Claire is a 32 year old athlete, trying to qualify for the Olympic Trials.  She has a past full of emotional and physical injuries.

Nick is a 36 year old coach, a hard, authoritative man who pushes his athletes to their limit.

Claire is confused by her attraction to her new coach, feeling that he could never fall for a woman like her.  Will she stick around, accept what he has to offer, and finally learn to ask for what she wants, or will she run?

Will Nick learn to trust his instincts and guide Claire towards her goal and a possible future together, or will he shut down emotionally, and lose another woman in his life?

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This is the second part of the scene in Claire’s apartment.  (To read the first part, click here.)  When Nick calls to check on Claire, after her first real punishment, she explains her confusion and desire for more.  He offers the perfect solution; he will talk her through her first self spanking over the phone, combining lusty fun, role playing, and the nice warm bottom Claire wants.  This part is done in Claire’s POV.

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“Straighten your legs, and press your bottom out. Way out.”

She pushed her bottom away from the bed, arched her back, and bit her lip, suddenly feeling very vulnerable. If he was there, he would be able to see everything, every bit of her aching, wet, throbbing, lower body.  She trembled with excitement, and told him she was in position.

“Good girl,” he praised. “Stroke your bottom;  pat it gently just like I would if I was there right now rewarding you for your obedience.”

Her legs starting shaking as she reached back and patted herself. That word, obedience. It shouldn’t have that effect on her, but she would worry about that later.

“Now, put your hands back on the bed, and prepare to listen to the first part of your spanking.”

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Sat Spanks – Self spanking (pt 1)

Saturday Spankings

Welcome back! 

This Saturday Spankings post is a continuation from my WIP, Running For her Life.  Hope you enjoy!

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Meet Claire and Nick:

Claire is a 32 year old athlete, trying to qualify for the Olympic Trials.  She has a past full of emotional and physical injuries.

Nick is a 36 year old coach, a hard, authoritative man who pushes his athletes to their limit.

Claire is confused by her attraction to her new coach, feeling that he could never fall for a woman like her.  Will she stick around, accept what he has to offer, and finally learn to ask for what she wants, or will she run?

Will Nick learn to trust his instincts and guide Claire towards her goal and a possible future together, or will he shut down emotionally, and lose another woman in his life?

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This scene takes place in Claire’s apartment, the evening after her first punishment spanking from Nick.  Claire is confused by her reaction.   When he calls to check on her, she explains that she misses the feeling that came from being over his knee.  She explains her loneliness.  He suggests a “solution” to meet her needs.  This next part is done in Nick’s POV.

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“Ok, I’ll try it, but I don’t understand how you’re going to um, spank me.”

“I’m not. You’re going to do it.”

He laughed when she gasped and dropped the phone.

“First thing you’re going to do is put your phone onto speaker, and place it on the center of the bed.”

“Ok,” the excitement in her voice sounded tinny and distant. “Now what?”

“Young lady, you have been very naughty tonight,” he tried to make his voice sound stern and authoritative.  “You are in for the bottom warming of your life.  Pull down your pants, and bend over the bed.”

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Sat Spanks- Claire Throws a Fit (and a donut)!

Saturday Spankings

Welcome back! 

This Saturday Spankings post is a continuation from my WIP, Running For her Life.  Hope you enjoy!

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Meet Claire and Nick:

Claire is a 32 year old athlete, trying to qualify for the Olympic Trials.  She has a past full of emotional and physical injuries. 

Nick is a 36 year old coach, a hard, authoritative man who pushes his athletes to their limit. 

Claire is confused by her attraction to her new coach, feeling that he could never fall for a woman like her.  Will she stick around, accept what he has to offer, and finally learn to ask for what she wants, or will she run?

Will Nick learn to trust his instincts and guide Claire towards her goal and a possible future together, or will he shut down emotionally, and lose another woman in his life?

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Today’s scene takes place in the training room.  Claire and Morgan have taken their animosity and sniping to a new level.  After an ugly war of words (and donut throwing) ensues between the two, Nick decides he has had enough.  He takes both women to the training room for a little “corrective action”. After Morgan leaves, Claire is left to feel the wrath of her coach / boyfriend.

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“Your turn, Jacobs,” he beckoned her with his finger.

She felt like a deer stuck in a car’s headlights.  He was giving her THAT look – the one that invigorated and scared her at the same time.

She trudged slowly toward him. “Um, why does she get to be Morgan, and I have to be Jacobs?” she muttered quietly.

“Because I’m more disappointed in you than I am in her, Claire,” he blew out a frustrated breath.

She looked over at the small desk Morgan had just vacated. “Am I writing lines like Morgan?”

“No. I have something else in mind for you.” His gaze never wavered, “Shut the door and lock it, please.”

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Saturday Spankings – Claire gets warmed up.

Saturday Spankings

Welcome back! 

Here is my second Saturday Spankings post from my WIP, Running For her Life.

If you missed last week’s intro post, you can follow this link.

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Brief update:

Claire and Nick have just finished their first team run together, and are trying to ignore the attraction that they feel for each other.

Nick introduces Claire to a new type of stretch, called PRE’s (Partner Resistant Exercises), giving a whole new meaning to the word “warm up”.

In this 8 sentence segment, Nick has just positioned Claire on her back, and is working her through the motions of deep stretching, causing her to rethink her “no dating the coach” rule.

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She was now in an inverted “L position”, feeling very vulnerable and excited, as he placed his hand lower on her thigh.

“Mm.” She barely held in the moan.

As he stroked the back of her leg, he explained, “I’m massaging out your hamstring, keeping the blood circulating, while trying to carefully push you into a deeper stretch.”

“Oh, Ok.” She swallowed, and felt her body heating as her heart pounded triple time.

She reveled in his attention and closed her eyes as every cell in her body danced with energy.

“Ok, now you do me.”

His words startled her, and she felt the heat creep to her cheeks.

She saw a hint of a smile as he pulled her up, and took her position on the towel, laying his legs out straight,“You. Do. Me.”

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Saturday Spankings – Claire’s Cookies

Saturday Spankings

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I’m a virgin!

Not really. But this is my first Saturday Spankings. 🙂

And this is my first written story.

(I just sent it in for editing.  Wish me luck!)

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Meet Claire and Nick:

Claire is a 32 year old athlete, trying to qualify for the Olympic Trials.  She has a past full of emotional and physical injuries.

Nick is a 36 year old coach, a hard, authoritative man who pushes his athletes to their limit.

Claire is confused by her attraction to her new coach, feeling that he could never fall for a woman like her.  Will she stick around, accept what he has to offer, and finally learn to ask for what she wants, or will she run?

Will Nick learn to trust his instincts and guide Claire towards her goal and a possible future together, or will he shut down emotionally, and lose another woman in his life?

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For my 8 sentences today, I am using a scene on the front porch of Claire’s apartment.  Nick and Claire have just finished their first dinner date, and he is dropping her off at her apartment.  Though Claire has acknowledged an interest in the “fetish” her roommate takes part in, she is too embarrassed to bring it into the open.

But with a nervous habit of speaking before thinking, she accidentally opens the door for some fun banter.

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“Would you like to come in? I have some fresh spanked cookies. Baked, I meant baked cookies!”

She felt her face flush, but continued to babble. “My roommate used a wooden spoon – not for me, the cookies!”

She closed her eyes and waited for the ground to swallow her up.

Nick took her chin into his palm and slowly raised her to meet his eyes, “Are you inviting me in for spankings and sex, Claire?” he said quietly with a twinkle in his eyes.
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