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Spanked After 40 – heroines in their prime

Today’s a special post in honor of all the “older than average” spanked female characters.  🙂

I have read several books recently that have had female main characters who were slightly older than the average 20-30 something. I adored these women, and loved their stories. It makes sense. I’m not 20 or 30 anymore. I’m a 40 something. So it’s nice to every once in a while connect with  a character who is close to my own age.

So in honor of the slightly more experienced women in spanking and erotic romance, I have placed their covers along with a quick logline for each, so you can meet these awesome women.

All are over 36, and a few are even a bit older. But that doesn’t stop them from being fantastic characters! I can vouch for them, having read 3/4 of them. And I am planning on reading the rest, soon.

Thanks to the authors for sharing their wonderful characters.

These are in no particular order 🙂


celeste jones_lawnew500x755     Celeste logline cropped tad bigger

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pkcorey_cassies space medium    pkcorey logline cropped

Buy on Amazon


mary wehr_AHeartsEndeavor_Medium  mary wehr cropped

Buy now on Amazon



leigh smith_look of love  leigh smith logline cropped

Buy on Amazon



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ruth_Learning-to-Live-Again-Final-500x800  ruth staunton quote cropped

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mark sterling_cougar  mark sterling logline cropped

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Punishing Portia  darling adams quote cropped

Buy on Amazon (currently sold as part of When the Gavel Falls box set)



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Thanks for stopping by!

Happy spanks!







Lord Westbrook’s Muse by Etta Stark

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The amazing Etta Stark is visiting on my blog today.  She is witty, humorous, and writes one heckuva great book!  🙂 (I really appreciate her kind words  about my first solo book. Welcome, Etta!)


Hello! I am really excited to be hanging out on Katherine Deane’s blog today. I’m a huge fan of Katherine’s book The Coach’s Discipline (as you can tell by the rather over-excitable review on my blog).

Lord Westbrook’s Muse is my third book. All my books so far have been historical set in Victorian England (although I am about to buck that trend with a contemporary romance for the Corbin’s Bend series, which will be released in December). Lord Westbrook’s Muse is a sort-of-sequel to my previous book Lady Westbrook’s Discovery but not really. It contains members of the same family but you don’t need to have read Lady Westbrook’s Discovery first to enjoy it. It’s a stand-alone story.

Lord Westbrook is a stuffy Lord in a small English village in the 1870s. He is socially awkward and dislikes social engagements only attending them out of a sense of duty and because of the expectation that he should find himself a wife to be the next Lady Westbrook.

Everything is turned on its head when he meets beautiful, vivacious social reformer, Cass who is staying with his mother as a houseguest. When Cass suggests to Lord Westbrook that he punish her for some previous bad behaviour, he gives her a bare bottom spanking that leads to much more. The pair begin an amorous affair that breaks all the rules of decent Victorian society.

The snippet below takes place the day after their first lovemaking. They are meeting at midnight at Cass’s suggestion. Lord Westbrook needs to decide where to take it from here.



All his previous sexual encounters before Cass had generally begun with a discussion about appropriate terms of payment. That clearly wasn’t going to help him much here. He had rather expected all his sexual experiences to follow a similar pattern of financial transaction until he found himself a nice compliant wife and then bedded her on their wedding night.

This … whatever he had with Cass was not something he had ever anticipated. Was it reasonable to assume that having suggested this tryst, she was amenable to the idea of having sex with him again?

Once they were inside, Lord Westbrook hastened to light the gas lamp. As he turned to face Cass in the dim orange glow of the room, he was utterly overwhelmed by her beauty. She had removed her cape revealing another of her fantastical aesthetic gowns. It was pure white in colour and belted in the middle with gold cord. With her beautiful features framed by a glowing mane of red hair, Cass looked like she had stepped directly from a painting by one of the pre-Raphaelite brotherhood. She looked like an angel. No, not an angel – an emissary of the Lord would not have had such a dark, wanton look in their eyes. A Greek goddess, perhaps. Or Queen of the Faeries.

Any thought of making conversation, any thought of doing anything other than taking her into his arms and bringing them both to point of ecstasy, fled from his mind. In a moment he was beside her – his body pressed up against hers, pressing her against the back of the door as his mouth hungrily sought hers.

Her lips responded beautifully to his own. Her passion was evident in the way she kissed him back, opening her mouth wide as he entered it with his tongue. He spun her round and begun unlacing the back of her dress which fell to the floor with the minimum of resistance. Her gloriously uncomplicated undergarments were divested in moments. He turned her round again to face him.

She stood before him completely naked. He gave himself a moment to look her over thoroughly, drinking in her magnificent beauty. Cass stood quietly in place as he looked her over proprietarily. She bit her lip and Robert sensed that the situation – standing there naked while he was fully clothed – was making her feel vulnerable. He decided not to question the thrilling sense of pleasure that he felt from dominating her in this way. They would both be naked soon enough.

“Come,” he said, leading her through to the bedroom.


Lord Westbook’s Muse is Available from:



Blushing Books

Barnes & Noble


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.



Spank A-Z Challenge, Q: Queen Victoria

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Welcome back for day “Q” of the Spanking A-Z Blog Challenge!

I am very honored to have my good friend, Etta Stark, joining me today to talk about her new book, “Lady Westbrook’s Discovery”.

I am about halfway through it right now, and it is sooooooo much stinkin’ fun! Holy cow, I love how she has combined the time period, with a ton of real life facts (without being boring!), a great plot; infused with a lot of humor. I love her main characters’ sharp wits and banter. This story is a so much fun!

And the excerpt she chose for today?!? Holy cow, I adored this scene! If I was not already reading it, I would have picked it up immediately, based off this one single scene. 🙂

Here’s Etta to talk a little bit more about her story, and even better, she is using up my dreaded “Q” for me. 🙂


Q is for Queen Victoria

Hi Katherine. Thanks for having me!

I’m writing about Queen Victoria today as I have always been interested in the period in which she reigned. Both my books, Lady Westbrook’s Discovery and His Lordship’s Apprentice were both set in the Victorian period as is my current work-in-progress. Also ‘Queen Victoria’ starts with a ‘Q’ which is handy. An awful lot of things don’t.

Victoria was a bit of a record breaker. Her reign of 63 years 7 months in the longest of any ruler in Britain and the longest for any female ruler anywhere. Although our present Queen presumably has her eyes on the record these days having clocked up sixty two and a bit years so far. Come on your majesty! You can do it!

The Victorians are considered to have been a pretty repressed and stuffy bunch which is a bit unfair. Certainly in the earlier part of Victoria’s reign the nobility were as decadent and flirty as they had been during the preceding Georgian and Regency eras. Things got a bit more outwardly serious during the latter part of the Victorian period. Although by that time photography had been invented as had moving pictures. Book printing techniques meant that books were plentiful and cheap. The Victorians took these inventions and naturally their thoughts turned to sexy, naked ladies. Basically, the Victorians pioneered bringing pornography to the masses.

It’s probably safe to say for all their correct behaviour in public, there must have been all manner of kinky stuff going on behind closed doors. Although that’s probably true of all eras. I do hope so.


She lay back in bed in order to dutifully receive her new husband’s advances. Felix was still fully dressed, which surprised Margaret. She’d expected him to prepare for bed as she had done.

He saw her lying in bed, beneath the counterpane, and approached her with a half-smile on his lips.

 “You’re ready and waiting, I see.”

 “Yes I thought it best we get it out of the way as soon as possible.”

 “Out of the way?”

 “Yes. I appreciate that you will want to consummate our union. We are man and wife now. It is expected. It seemed best to get it over with quickly.”

 “Hmm. Sit up.”

 Margaret did as she was told, pulling herself into a sitting position still beneath the bed covers.

She felt herself suddenly and unceremoniously being lifted from the bed and hauled face down over Felix’s lap. Before she had a moment to gather her wits, she felt the force of his hand administering a series of hard swats. He spanked her quickly and thoroughly on every square inch of her barely-covered rear. The force of the spanking left her bottom feeling sore and full of warmth, which was spreading quickly to her belly.

 The spanking apparently over, Felix lifted Margaret from her position across his knees and sat her beside him on the bed.

 “What was that for?” asked Margaret indignantly.

 “Consider it a short sharp lesson. I’m a liberal-minded chap, and I’m prepared to accept almost any kind of language in the bedroom, but what I’m not prepared to accept are the phrases ‘get it out of the way’ or ‘get it over with quickly’ in regards to our lovemaking. You had best remember that.”

 Margaret opened her mouth to protest, but Felix silenced her with a kiss. His lips pressed against hers as he explored her mouth with his tongue. He entwined his left hand in her hair while his right hand stroked the smooth skin of her face before travelling down towards her breast. His hand ran over first one breast, then the other, stroking her nipples firmly with his thumb so that they stood erect beneath her nightdress. The feeling was so tantalisingly exquisite that Margaret instinctively closed her eyes and let out a low moan. Felix’s hand then moved from her breast to the hem of her nightdress, which he pushed up as his hand reached for the soft folds between her legs. She was so surprised that she instinctively reached down to cover herself with her hand. Felix gently batted her hand away with his own. She didn’t resist. She was savouring the feeling of Felix’s dexterous fingers massaging her most intimate area. It was extraordinary. She had never felt anything like it. Desire and longing rose within her, and the touch of his fingers sent the feeling of ecstasy spiralling up inside her. The pressure building and building inside of her until she felt she would explode. And then suddenly relief came – a surge of fulfilment crashing over her. She threw her arms around Felix and gripped her fingernails tightly into his upper arms. A low groan escaped from her lips as wave after wave of sensuous relief juddered through her.

 She felt satisfied and sensuous in a way she had never done before. She looked at her husband with half-closed eyes. “You’re still dressed,” she said.

 “Mm. I am,” he agreed. “Undress me.”


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Lady Margaret Westbrook is a forty-one year old widow who has not given romance a second thought in the ten years since her husband passed away. When she meets Felix Oliver, a brilliant scientist fifteen years her junior, she is surprised by his determination to win her heart. Lady Westbrook discovers a passion within herself that she never knew existed.

However, accepting Felix Oliver’s proposal will mean relinquishing her title, lowering her social standing and risking both the gossip of polite society and the disapproval of her grown-up sons. Not only that but he has made it clear that he is a firm believer in corporal punishment for women and that consenting to be his wife will mean frequent trips across his lap for a sound spanking. How far is Lady Westbrook willing to go on this journey of discovery?

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Amazon – http://www.amazon.com/Lady-Westbrooks-Discovery-Etta-Stark-ebook/dp/B00KR1O8QE/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1403150010&sr=1-1&keywords=lady+westbrook%27s+discovery

Blushing Books – http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=2849

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Blog – http://ettastark.blogspot.co.uk/


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