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Saturday Spanks- Winter Storm- Jillian takes it all in

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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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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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The Winter Storm Scavenger Hunt

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We are so happy to announce the arrival of our new book!

It’s on Amazon! http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00ISWJAJY/ref=rdr_kindle_ext_tmb

In celebration of our release, we are hosting a scavenger hunt!

We will have a new excerpt from our new book The Winter Storm: An Ever After Chronicle everyday. All you have to do is read the post and answer the question below. Do not answer in the comments, we want everyone to have a fair chance!

Answer once each day and for each correct answer you will be entered into a drawing to win:
– $25 Amazon giftcard
– $10 Amazon giftcard
– A previous release by Renee Rose
– A previous release by Casey McKay
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This is the first of 9 different posts.

(Tomorrow’s hunt will take place at Adaline Rain’s blog.)

Thanks! And Good luck!!

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Scavenger Hunt

In this excerpt, Jillian and Bertram are alone in a playroom. They have been fighting their attraction towards each other. But it looks like some play time with a paddle is just what they needed to push them together.

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“Your turn.” He pulled on his trousers, and took the small implement from her.

“Wh, what?” She stammered, and stumbled. Stupid boots.

“I think it’s only fair to let you compare the two, see which you like better.”

“I like being on top.” She thrust out her chin and glared at him. “I’m not weak, and I like being in control, and just because you don’t find me attractive doesn’t mean there aren’t other men that…”

He grabbed her ponytail into his fist and gently pulled back her head so she stared straight up into his dark, aggressive eyes. “What makes you think I find you weak, or that I don’t find you attractive, little girl?”

He released her suddenly, and the heat filled her body as she trembled in excitement, “You didn’t want me, after, after…” she looked at the ground and watched his large,  hairy feet tap on the floor.

“After. what?”

She gulped and met his eyes, “After you spanked me. I, I felt something inside, and you didn’t show any signs you felt the same way. And then you insinuated that you didn’t want to be with me today. I-I don’t know.” She shook her head and tried to pull herself from his grip.

“I was very much aroused by our activities last  night, but I wasn’t going to take advantage of you. That’s not the way I was raised.” He gripped her chin firmly in his iron palm. “I also wanted to give you some time to recover today, and get used to all of this before you made any rash decisions.  But let me make it perfectly clear that had you not been exhausted and hurting so recently, I would have paddled your bare ass in a way you have never even dreamt of being spanked. Then I would have ravaged that tight little body of yours, and claimed you as mine.”

She jumped and squeaked, embarrassed by his intensity and the animal look in his eyes. “You are so bad.”

“Bad’s my middle name, sweetheart.” He showed her his teeth.

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This is one of my favorite scenes because of all the sexy play and fairy tale symbolism.

There you have it. Easy peasy!

Just click the link below to answer the question.

We would love to still hear your comments! But that will be separate from the contest to make it easier on the smart lady who is running this thing. (Not me. 🙂 )

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Sat Spanks- Ever Afters- Spanked in the Dungeon

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Welcome back to Saturday Spankings!

I’m continuing with a scene from the soon to be published spanking romance I co-wrote with Renee Rose and Casey McKay. It’s called the ‘Ever After Series: The Winter Storm.

This week’s post is the follow-up of last week’s ‘Caught in the Dungeon’ (you can read it here).

Jillian and Cindy were caught playing in the Dungeon, by the very angry lodge owner, Bertram.  Bertram is livid that they exposed themselves to danger by playing alone, and he expresses his anger in the form of a double spanking. Bare bottoms, of course!

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Jillian felt the cool air on her bottom as Bertram yanked her skirt up, rolling it into the waistband of her underwear. Then he grabbed her panties and yanked them in between her cheeks.

 He picked up the small wooden brush, and wasted no time in laying into Cindy’s bottom.

Jillian’s heart went out to the poor girl, as she sniffled and whimpered and cried.

 But suddenly, it was over, and she was the one receiving the heat of his anger. Her bottom ached so badly as he swiftly piled one hard stroke on top of the other.

She could feel the heat in her poor backside, as he continued to take turns spanking both of them with the hard brush.

 “You will not go into the dungeon by yourselves, do you understand, ladies?” he said, giving them both a flurry of spanks leaving Jillian shuddering and mewling as Cindy cried.

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Welcome to New Kristiandom, a world filled with fantasy and paranormal. A world where old fashioned meets contemporary, where fairy tales and real life collide. Where truth is sometimes stranger than fiction.  Where romance and fetish are the norm and everyone gets a “Happily ever After”.

This is the first story of the characters who shape this world. These are the ‘Ever Afters’.

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Reality sinks in!

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I am about to become a published spanking romance author!

(Sometime within the next few weeks or so, anyway.)

Why do I have a picture of a man taking off his belt? You’ll see!

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I was so excited at the prospect of finally seeing my name—in writing! In a book!  That I promptly burst into tears, started hyperventilating, and completely shut down.

As embarrassing as it is to admit, yes, I sat for ten minutes staring at my laptop, not knowing what to do, how to get started, or even where to go for help.

So I emailed a few friends and explained to them how excited and overwhelmed I was.

Being the great friends that they were, they gave me a shoulder, “patted me”, and then told me to put my big girl panties on. LOL

Casey McKay’s next reply was, “Seriously, stop crying. It’s a smut book, it’s nothing to get all crazy about 🙂  I think you should get spanked, yes, this is the cure all for everything. Want me to email your husband??”

I laughed so hard at the thought of this strange woman (I mean stranger. I’m not calling Casey strange), contacting my husband, and informing him that he needed to spank me.

Mmmm, that has potential for another story though.

Anyway, her words, and the other supportive responses from my dear friends, reminded me why I started writing this book.

I wanted to write something fantastical—something that flipped the world upside down!

A story:

  • mixed with paranormal (this is probably my favorite genre to read!) and fantasy.
  • that was fun, and included plenty of tongue-in-cheek. (This is where the fairy tale characters came in!)
  • adventure, romance, hot sex, happily ever after’s, and of course, good hard bare bottom spankings!

This book “The Ever Afters” (It will become a series! We have so many characters’ stories to tell!), is not an anthology of three different sets of characters’ stories, it is a combined book of characters whose scenes play off each other.  It is co-written by Renee Rose, Casey McKay and myself.

The words for my characters’ tale, literally flew from my fingertips!

I day dreamt (and night dreamt, mmmm) about the hot shape shifter, Bertram, the conflicted submissive, Jillian, and the interplay between some of the fun minor characters.

I fell in love with them, and couldn’t wait to share them with the world.

Finally, each set of characters “met” and interwove their stories, and I was amazed at the complementing stories.

These 3 sets of characters were meant to be together! I am so glad they allowed us to play with their stories.

This has been so exciting, and so much fun! I honestly don’t know why I got overwhelmed.

If I take the time and remember the past month’s writing and tweaking, and playing, I can say it has been of the most entertaining and blessed things I have done in the context of authorship.

So, I am taking my dear friends’ advice:

Don’t overthink it.

Enjoy this moment.

I loved the writing part, and even liked the editing. Why should the publishing be any different?

And if someone still wants to email my husband, and tell him to spank me, that’s ok too.

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Here are a few pictures of what I envision for the book. (I couldn’t put all of them on. I’ll add more to the next post 🙂 )

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Thanks!!

Sat Spanks- Ever Afters- Caught in the Dungeon

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Welcome to Saturday Spankings!

This WIP, is titled “The Ever Afters” Series: The Winter Storm.”

This developed from my Winter Spanks story. (You can see it here.)

The brilliant Renee Rose, and the hilarious Casey McKay got their heads together, and we teamed up to do something really cool.

Interwoven stories!

We combined fantasy and fairy tale characters with paranormal and contemporary; we merged our stories, and even shared characters in  a few big scenes.  There are tons of spankings, lots of sex, and of course, “Happily Ever After”s. 🙂

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This scene takes place in the dungeon of the fetish Lodge.  Jillian and her sweet friend attempted to play without escort, and are now dealing with a very angry Dom.

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“Um, did I do something wrong?” she asked while nervously looking from Bertram to Cindy.

He ran his hands through his hair, agitated, and turned his angry glare onto Cindy. “Cindy knows the dungeon is not for beginners, and  knows she needs a chaperone when playing.”

Jillian felt herself whither when he turned his darkened eyes toward her.

 “Neither one of you should ever be down here unescorted. Do you understand me, ladies?” he growled as he  strode forward and took both their chins in his palms.

“Yes, Sir,” they both squeaked simultaneously.

“Turn around and grab the bench.”

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Welcome to New Kristiandom, a world filled with fantasy and paranormal. A world where old fashioned meets contemporary, where fairy tales and real life collide. Where truth is sometimes stranger than fiction.  Where romance and fetish are the norm and everyone gets a “Happily ever After”.

This is the first story of the characters who shape this world. These are the ‘Ever Afters’.

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Happy spanks!

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One Year Anniversary!

I am celebrating my one year anniversary as a blogger!

My official first blog (Feb 3, 2013) , was no more than 6 sentences, and introduced myself as a spanko and avid reader. It’s pretty funny, how embarrassed and shy I acted.  I was so afraid I would say the wrong thing, I had a few friends beta read all of my blog posts for me 😉 

I have grown a bit more comfortable with my “speaking”, but I’ll be honest; every once in a while I still ask a friend to beta for me. 🙂

1 yr blogiversary

Here are some of the bigger events from the past year :

1. I learned how to  blog.

Good Lord, technology is not my friend. A few close friends can attest to this.  I have even taken part in a blog hop and some Saturday Spankings hops.  LOL, I have come along way from “Quick, someone help me! I can’t log in to my WP account!” Does anyone remember that FB post? 😉

2I learned how to review.

And more importantly, how to give my opinion without feeling badly. (Actually, I’m still not quite there. But I am making good progress.)

3.  I learned that I have a voice.

It doesn’t have to mirror anyone else’s– it is my own special voice.  I think my voice stems from my emotions. Usually, it is happy and light, and whimsical. (Sometimes, not so much.) But I am learning to project this into my writing. And it is proving to be a wonderful outlet for me.

4.  I learned that I need boundaries and discipline in my everyday life.

Many of you already know that I asked my husband to enter into a DD relationship with me a few years ago

5.  I also learned that I LIKE being spanked. 

This was a huge conundrum for me, finding myself on both sides of the line. So we blurred the line, and I feel better. 🙂

6.  I started writing my first book; had it edited; revised it; then promptly put it aside.

I don’t know what led me to do this. Fear? Self sabotage? Or just not feeling ready to release it?

7.  I just finished my second story.

This one flew from my fingertips onto the pages! It was so exciting, and romantic, and fantastical! It seemed that I found one of my niches. (Fantasy and paranormal). It was so enjoyable to create these characters, and watch them evolve on the paper! I love these characters, and finally get it.  The thought of sharing these characters with the world is so much greater than my fears, or my (possible?) need for self sabotage.  I am about to submit this story to the publisher, and am shaking with excitement. (And a little bit of fear of the unknown. 🙂 ) This will be my first published story. And it is pretty exciting for me!  So I am letting it go! Wish me luck!

8. Finally, and most importantly, I made friends.

Some are the types that I can laugh and joke with on FB. And some, I can go to when I need a shoulder, or a supportive hug.  These women know who they are. I am so blessed to have all of these different friends in my life.

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So there it is in a nut shell. This is where I usually insert a funny Austin Powers  line. 🙂 But I won’t, this time.

Thanks for being there with me, this past year!

I am looking forward to all the cool stuff we will do and learn together, this next year!

Blessings!

Winter Spanks Blog Hop – A Spanking Fairy Tale

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Brought to you by Spanking Romance Reviews & The Saturday Spankings Blog!

Thank you for joining us for Winter Spanks! Let’s warm up with some hot bottoms & cool prizes! Read on for a chance to win:

  • Custom Social Media package including twitter & FB cover designs from graphic designer (The Cover Artisan)
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ENTER TO WIN!

Follow the links to read the blogs–comment on the blog to prove you were there (or answer the participant’s specific question, if they have one). COPY AND PASTE COMMENTS WILL BE DISQUALIFIED! Each comment earns you one entry for the grand prize. You must provide your email address for your entry to count. Individual pages may also have their own form of entry (Rafflecopter, etc) for additional chances to win prizes. Enjoy all the free stories, posts, & fun!

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Thanks so much for stopping by for some good old fashioned bottom warming. Baby it’s cold outside! 🙂

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I hope you enjoy the story!

***Note- I am holding off from replying to comments until after the hop is over, to make it easier for counting for prizes. I am chomping at the bit though! Thanks for your comments! ***

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He heard the screams, and spurred his horse to go faster.  He rounded the final snow bend and saw the five wolves circling closer to their prey. A woman stood defiantly, trying to protect the prone form on the ground from the advancing wolves. Her emerald eyes shone with fear as she struggled to maneuver the heavy sword.  He jumped off his horse and ran toward them, forcing himself to remain calm.

The wolves saw him, and turned their backs to the scared, angry young woman, baring their sharp teeth as he advanced.

“Go!” He commanded. “This is no meal for you.”

The pack leader growled and crept forward.

He tensed, flashing his golden amber eyes at the leader, and growled.

This was a fight he intended to win.

The leader stopped his movement and cocked his head, sniffing the air.  He must have realized his foe was more dangerous than he looked. He barked at the remaining pack, and with one final snarl, charged into the woods in search of other, easier prey.

The young woman watched him cautiously, her green eyes widening as he strode toward them.

“Don’t come any closer!” She held the sword higher, trying not to falter under its weight.

He tried not to laugh. “Do you even know how to use that thing? It weighs more than you do.”

“Pointy end goes in the heart! Now go away!” she used both her hands to point at his advancing chest.

He looked down at the young man, lying in a crumpled heap in the bank of snow, his pack next to him.  A pool of blood stained the white snow around his head.

“He needs help. If he stays out here, he will die from hypothermia or head injury, whichever comes first.”

He knelt down, and assessed the young man’s injuries.  No broken bones. He carefully picked up his head and wrapped his scarf around the injury.

“How’d your husband get hurt?”

“Um, my brother, not husband. He kinda accidentally fell down the hill.” She faltered and dropped the sword.

“Kinda. Accidentally?” he raised an eyebrow and met her gaze fully.

The petite, pixie like brunette, flushed. “I, um gave him a little shove, and he fell.”

He nodded. Siblings.

“I didn’t mean to hurt him.  It was an accident,” she rushed.

He held his finger up, silencing her with a stern look.  “We don’t have time for explanations.  He needs medical attention.  We need to get him back to my place, and fix him up.” He stood up and called his horse to him.

She leapt for the sword and swung it at him, her green eyes sparkling defiantly. “We are not going anywhere with you! I don’t trust you not to try to steal all our belongings and kill us.”

He rolled his eyes. They didn’t have time for this. And this little pip squeak of a woman was getting on his nerves.

“The next town is over 20 miles away, and there is a huge storm blowing in.” He looked at the quickly darkening sky.  My place is only a few miles down the road. Besides, if I wanted you dead, I would have left you for the wolves.”

“Well maybe you want to have your way with me.” She frowned.

“Not likely.” He scoffed. “I like my women with a bit more curves.

She flushed and let out an indignant squeak.

He turned his back to her, and started to remove the saddle from his horse.  He would put the little minx’s brother on the horse, strap him down, and try to keep him from falling off.

He picked the young man up in his arms, and strode toward the horse.

“I have a better idea.” The young woman pressed the sword against his back.

He stilled.

She poked it a few times gently onto his back without breaking any skin.

“I am going to take your horse, and head to the town. It’s only a few miles for you. You can walk home.”

“Listen you little ungrateful brat,” he turned and glared at her.  “I am trying to help you. You will not be able to make it to the town before the storm hits.  Besides the fact, that this is MY horse.  You don’t take things that don’t belong to you.”

“Too bad! Now, stop your fussing, and put my brother on the horse.” she glared up at him defiantly.

“Little girl, you better put that damn sword down before you find yourself upended over my knee.”

He sensed her movement before she swiped the sword across his arm. He saw two drops of blood form through the cut in his shirt.

He knelt and placed the injured man on top of his coat, then set the pack on the ground.

“You’re going to regret that.” He growled and watched her eyes widen in fear, as he snatched the sword away from her easily, and pulled her to him.

“Don’t hurt me!” she shrieked.

He sat down on the pack, and yanked her over his lap.

“Oh there won’t be any permanent damage, but this is going to hurt. You’re going to get a damn good spanking. That’s how we deal with little girls who act too big for their britches where I come from,” he growled.

Before she had a chance to reply, he lit into her backside.

“Ow, ouch! Stop!” she flailed her arms and legs.

He gave her one hard swat, “Stop the drama. You can barely feel my hand through all these layers.”

He pulled up her dress and her petticoat, and inspected her panty covered bottom, barely pink from his quick warm up.  He would change that quickly.

“You can’t do this! I might get hypothermia!” she squealed and placed her hands across her bottom.

He chuckled and held her hands to her back, “Well then, we’ll just have to get you warmed up won’t we?”

He brought his hand down on the back of her panties again and again as she hollered and cursed.

“You are a big bully and a son of a bitch!”

He placed his hand against her warm bottom. “What. Did. You Say. About my mother?”

She tried to scramble away from him. “I’m sorry. I lost my temper. I didn’t mean… oof!”

He tipped her over farther, and yanked her panties down.

He brought his palm crashing down onto her bare bottom.

“Yeow!” she shrieked.

He made sure to leave no portion of her bottom untouched over the next two minutes.  When he had finished, she lay sobbing in a heap over his lap, all the fight had gone out of her, and her bottom was scorched and red.  He could feel the heat rising from her backside.

The first snow flake reminded him of their location.

Crap! He pulled her to her feet and yanked her panties up, and skirt down.

She whimpered at his rough treatment, but he made no move to apologize. The storm was moving in fast.

“We have to get back to my place before this blizzard hits.” He growled. “Even I have a tough time tracking in this weather.

She nodded her head, and bit her lip, and moved to grab the packs.

“Hey, wait.” He took her stiff form into his arms. “I forgive you. It’s over ok?”

He felt her melt into his arms and cry, and was torn between the desire to comfort her, and the more pressing need to get them all to safety.

He kissed her forehead, patted her bottom, and gave her a gentle shove towards the packs.

“You get the gear. I’ll get your brother.”

They got moving quickly, just as the flurries started.

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Jillian couldn’t believe that big…animal had spanked her!  No, she sighed, she deserved it. He had saved Jake and her from wolves, and had even offered to take them back to his place to give him medical attention.

Cutting him and threatening him was definitely not the right way to thank him. She would make it up to him, somehow.

She looked at the large, brooding man, whose face was furrowed in thought.  Was he angry about something? Or was her brother getting heavy? They had realized pretty quickly, that the unconscious man was not going to stay on the horse, so Mr. Wolfe, Bertram decided to carry him. Her bottom ached as she bounced on top of the horse.

“How much further?” she whined, regretting it when he gave her that look.

“Not much further, but it will take longer, if we have to stop and warm up your bottom again.” He raised his eyebrow.

She couldn’t stop the heat that crept to her cheeks. The memory of being over his lap was doing weird things to her tummy.

“So Bertram, what do you do for a living?”

“I own a specialty shop and lodge. You’ll find it interesting, I’m sure.”

He must have misread her surprise as fear, “You and your brother will be safe, I assure you.”

“I wasn’t worried about that.” She scoffed and looked nervously at his large hands. They might be safe, but would her bottom?

“Sure,” he grunted, and shifted Jake in his arms. “So, where were you two heading before your unfortunate, ahem, accident?”

“We were going to that big town to meet the matchmaker.” She looked at the ground and mumbled. “Neither of us has had much luck finding mates in our village, so a friend suggested the matchmaker.

“Interesting,” he nodded. “Why?”

“Why what?” she asked, confused.

“Why do you have problems finding suitable mates? You’re a decent-looking woman.”

She rolled her eyes at him and grumbled, “Thanks. Honestly, Jake sais I’m too, um temperamental.”

“High maintenance? Feisty? In need of a good long spanking, often?” He grinned at her shocked gasp.

Bertram chuckled at her, “I can see that. But you just need to find the right man. Seems to me, you need a man as strong willed as you are.”

She shrugged her shoulders, feeling very uncomfortable with the subject.

“So what about you? Wife, kids?”

His face turned stony, then softened again. “Wife left a few years ago for Tom, Dick, and Harry in another town.”

“All three?” she gasped.

“Yep,” he smirked. “But I took the settlement earnings to build my place, and am living happily with my…” he paused, “daughter. We get a lot of visitors, so we don’t get lonely.”

He slowed his walk, and met her gaze kindly. “I know you feel badly about your brother. Don’t worry, we’ll get him fixed up.”

The tears filled her eyes, and she nodded in thanks.

“All right. It’s just around the bend. You are both welcome to stay as long as you like, as long as you obey the rules.”

She was about to ask him what rules he meant, when they turned the corner, and the lodge came into view. Mansion was more like it. It was huge! Bigger than five houses put together! It was beautiful and brightly lit with torches and lights.

The huge sign announced,

*Winter Spanks Fetish Shop and Play Lodge*

Come in, get warm.

Stay and Play.

She suddenly felt very warm as he stopped in front of the doors and called out for assistance. They were surrounded by help. A pair of strong hands lifted her from the horse, and she looked into the dark eyes of her rescuer. Bertram instructed the medics to take care of Jake as he led her by the hand into the front shop area.

Paddles, floggers, canes, and whips hung on walls. Every square inch was adorned with spanking paraphernalia. But her eyes were drawn to the beautiful pictures of the women, with glowing red bare bottoms. Some crying, some laughing.  She felt so drawn to them.

“Daddy!” She turned to see a cute red haired young lady, about her age, fling herself into Bertram’s arms.

They hugged for a moment before he scolded her about something, swatted her on the backside, and sent her on an errand.

The feisty red head scowled at her before flouncing out the door.

Jillian met Bertram’s eyes, and moved to his place by the counter.

She looked up at the sign above his head. “B.B. Wolfe. Co-owner, Operator”

“So. What do you think?” he grinned and gave her a toothy smile.

“It’s interesting.” She shrugged noncommittally.

“Well, I’m glad you find it interesting.” He placed his hands behind his head. “You’re going to be here awhile.” He looked outside at the growing storm. “If you’re a good girl, I’ll let you try out some of the implements.” He winked.

She bit her lip and sucked in a breath, the excitement growing in her. He had read her so well. She looked around wide eyed at all the different implements, her bottom clenching involuntarily.

“And what if I’m not a good girl,” she whispered and licked her lips.

His huge guffawing laugh shook the rafters.

“Little girl, you are going to get a lot of spankings while you are here. The choice is yours, about what kind you get.”

He took her hand and led her to the inner door of the lodge.

“Let’s go check on your brother. Then we’ll get you settled in. Then…” his smile broadened, “you’ll get your first spanking as a guest.”

“Welcome to Winter Spanks.”

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Thanks for stopping by!

In keeping with the theme of this story, what fairy tale character would you most like to see spanked? and by whom?

Happy Spankings, ya’all!!

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41. Disciplinary Tales

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Promo – Princess and the Huntsman, by Patricia Green

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I invited Patricia Green to stop by today and talk about her brand new story, The Princess and the Huntsman.  It seems like a combination of old school romance, mixed with a fairy tale theme, spiced up with some very emotionally charged spanking and sex scenes. Mmmm! I just finished the story. And I have to honestly say, it pressed all of my buttons!  Great plot, fun characters, hot spankings, sizzling sex, emotional growth, and of course, a HEA!  This is not your grandmother’s fairy tale!  I loved it, and finished it in two short days.

Here’s Patricia, to tell you more. 🙂

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First, let me thank you, Katherine, for inviting me here today. It is always a pleasure to visit and share a little of my thinking with you for a few minutes. Now let’s talk about:

Fairy Tales for Adults

Once upon a time, there were stories. Some of the stories had mystical, magical qualities. We call them “fantasy.” Other stories had love and sensuality. We call them “romance.” A few stories had stern household discipline. We call those “spankers.” Quite a lot of stories have morals and medieval themes. We call them, “fairy tales.” But, most amazing of all, some had all of these features. We call those, “fantasy, spanking romance, fairy tales.”

That’s what I hope to discuss with you today.

What makes up a fairy tale? Are they heavy, dogmatic, morality plays? Are they light with Tinkerbelle’s fairy dust? What are they exactly? Originally, fairy tales were children’s stories, meant to teach lessons in good comportment and morality. Many of these lessons were period-specific. So, for example, Grimm’s fairy tales are about nineteenth-century ethics. But they don’t have to be obsolete tales. They can be modernized, with sensibilities those of us in the twenty-first century can relate to. The lessons can be a lot more subtle and playful.

Their romantic component doesn’t have to be elderly, either. In fact, some of the most romantic fairy tales have been updated for current readers, like my version of Snow White (Snowy and the Seven Wharves). And the eroticism has been kicked up a notch as well. It is often quite explicit and more sensual than ever before. You’ll find that in my current release (The Princess and the Huntsman).

Spanking stories are more modern views on personal relationships, though discipline has long been a part of fairy tales—consider Aesop’s Fables. But today’s spanking stories are more titillating, and the discipline is often limited to family units, whether that is an orthodox pairing, or a polyamorous grouping, or even an age-play tale.

And fantasy…oh yes, so much of what we read now is fantastical, set in distant places with unusual settings, people, mores, and universes. In modern fairy tales, we often see time-travel and paranormal happenings, or realms that are medieval, but not quite our medieval. They’re all fantastic and inspire the imagination.

I’ve written three modern fairy tales. Two are in fantastical places, and one was a contemporary theme. But all have been romantic stories that harken back on the fairy tales we know and love from childhood. If you haven’t read a fairy tale recently, get yourself a copy of one of the many modern fairy tales you can find at Amazon and other retailers. You might be pleasantly surprised at these updated versions of familiar stories. They’ll remind you of what you left behind in childhood, but give you permission to be rather naughty right now. Find your “happily ever after” in a book today.

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Blurb for The Princess and the Huntsman, my newest book release. It’s a medieval fairy tale, set in a not-quite-familiar place and time.

Though she was once as sweet as she is beautiful, since her mother’s untimely passing Princess Brandywyn seems to grow brattier with every passing year… until the day she is waylaid by a band of ruffians and dragged away into the forest. She is taken far from her home, but at last she is rescued from the outlaws by a simple huntsman named Tom and her life is changed forever.

Neither Tom nor anyone else will believe that a girl dressed in rags could be a princess, and without the slightest idea of how to get home, Brandywyn finds herself with no choice but to accept Tom’s offer to share his cottage. The feisty nineteen-year-old princess soon learns, however, that Tom will not stand for being treated as a servant. To her horror, Brandywyn discovers that arrogance will earn her a good, hard spanking on her bare bottom, and that more serious misbehavior will result in even more humiliating punishment.

In spite of his strict discipline, Brandywyn begins to feel things for Tom that she has never felt before… things that make her blush with shame. A princess should not dream of being stripped bare and taken long and hard by a commoner, yet dream of it she does. But what will her answer be if he asks for her hand, and what will come of them if her father finds her and returns her to the palace? Can a princess not only lust for a huntsman, but love him as well?

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Excerpt:

“Kill it! Oh! It bit me! Kill it!” Brandywyn was beside herself. An insect had made a meal of her as she slept.

Tom sat up with a start. It was still dark in the cottage, but Brandywyn could see him clearly. He wore his same clothes, though loosened and without his boots.

“Brandywyn? What?”

“A ravening creature bit me!”

“Ravening?” He stood. “I see nothing.”

“Light the lamp, fool! I shall show you.”

Sighing, Tom lit the oil lamp. “Do you show me.”

Brandywyn held out her pale arm. On it was a small, red bump. “See?”

“Tis a mosquito bite, Brandywyn. Nothing more. I assure you that you will not perish for lack of blood.”

“You mock me! And use my name familiarly! I did not give you permission to do so.” She was furious. “Kill it! Find it and kill it!”

“‘Twould be impossible, Princess. It is too small.”

“Knave!”

“There is no need to call me names. It will not change the matter.” He was frowning.

She rose from the bed and confronted him with hands on her hips. “You defy me? How dare you defy me, you lowly peasant!”

He faced her squarely and did not bend to a knee as a supplicant should. Brandywyn bristled. “You go too far,” he warned her. “I have done naught to raise your ire so. Back down or I shall show you the measure of my hand on your bottom.”

The spanking from Smith gave her pause. Was there no end to the mistreatment she would suffer? “I shall tell my father and he will have you gutted and stuffed with oats, like a holiday piglet.”

He continued to frown at her, towering over her like a near-to-toppling tree. “Do not push me.”

In fact, she did push him, with her two hands, though it did not move him even an inch. When that didn’t work, she slapped him full on the face. He turned his cheek slightly, but did not flinch. Brandywyn’s eyes rounded and her breath stilled as she saw the fury on his face. She instantly regretted her temper tantrum, but could not back down.

Tom grabbed her by the waist and bent her over his hip, hiking the shirt up to the small of her back; her bottom was bare, for she had no underclothes. “I am your guardian for the nonce,” he told her. “You will be polite!” With that, he set a resounding slap on her bottom.

“Ouch! Unhand me! Do you dare to strike a princess? You shall hang from a gibbet!”

“Hang me, then, but I shall have my pound of flesh first.” He commenced spanking her in earnest. Each blow jarring her through and through. Her bottom had just been beginning to feel better, too, but now, oh, now it was ailing once again. Tom continued to spank her, despite her protests, despite her squirming.

“Show some manners, Brandywyn!”

“Varlet!” Her protests were growing weaker and weaker as tears threatened to fall. And still, he spanked her again and again. “Please,” she finally pleaded. “Please stop. I shall be more kind.”

“I do not believe you,” he said, laying another half-dozen spanks on her fiery buttocks. The pain had rippled down her thigh to her knees along with his hard hand. “And I shall have my bed back this night!”

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Author Bio:

Patricia Green is a fiction writer specializing in erotic romance. She hopes to provide the reader with love stories that emphasize fun characters with quirky personalities. She’s the author of more than 20 published novels and novellas.

Patricia is married and the mother of twins. When she’s not being the angel of domestic harmony and a semi-crazed creator of fictional friends, she loves to read, crochet, knit and watch hockey and baseball.

You can reach Patricia Green in the following ways:

Email: pig (at) patriciagreenbooks (dot) com

Website/Blog: http://www.patriciagreenbooks.com

Spanking romance pages: http://patriciagreenbooks.com/books-featuring-spanking/

Facebook http://www.facebook.com/Patricia.Green.Romance

Twitter: @PatriciaIGreen

Google+: http://plus.google.com/+PatriciaGreen

Amazon Author Page:  http://www.amazon.com/Patricia-Green/e/B002RCB0IK/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1

Breeder Reader Contest – author Cara Bristol

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You could win a $50 Amazon gift certificate by entering the “Breeder Reader Contest” hosted by author Cara Bristol to celebrate the release of her new science fiction erotic romance, Breeder. To enter the contest, post a review of Breeder on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Loose Id, Goodreads, or ARe and email the link to Cara Bristol by October 31, 2013.

Contest rules:

  • You will receive one contest entry for each review you post – two entries for an Amazon review. If you post all five places you’ll have six chances to win.
  • The review must be posted by October 31, 2013 to be eligible for the prize.
  • You must email Cara the links to the reviews. Send them to carabristol50 (at) yahoo (dot) com and put BREEDER READER CONTEST in the subject line.
  • The winner will be chosen by random drawing (random.org) and announced on November 1, 2013.
  • The winner will receive a $50 Amazon gift certificate.
  • For more information, refer to Cara Bristol’s blog.

Breeder blurb:

To secure his legacy, Commander Dak, a ruling Alpha of planet Parseon, purchases Omra, a breeder slave. He intends to impregnate her, produce a son, and hand her off to his anointed beta partner. As Dak and Omra discover a sexual bliss banned by law, he begins to question Protocol-sanctioned male domination, causing him to jeopardize his command and endanger the life of the woman he has come to love.

Breeder explores the concepts of gender roles and social prohibitions against deviant behavior. It includes graphic M/F and some M/M sexual content and domestic discipline.

Breeder Buy Link on Loose Id

Role Play – Our Intro to Domestic Discipline

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Welcome to the third edition of the Round Table Discussion – spanking hot topics, hosted by Spanking Romance Reviews.

Today’s topic is Role Play.
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Anyone that knows me, knows I am energetic and slightly prone to over dramatizing at times. 😉

I love fantasizing, I love playing, and I love getting lost in a scene.  That’s probably why I love reading so much. It gives me the opportunity to escape reality, and is more socially acceptable than breaking into song and dance in the middle of the neighborhood.  (LOL, I wonder why I haven’t received any more Mary Kay and Juice Plus invitations.)

While I love acting and singing and loud chatting, my husband is the complete opposite.  He is the epitome of the Southern Gentleman.

  • You do not air your dirty laundry to anyone – not even your best friends.
  • You do not walk out of the house un-showered or in sweat pants. (He even showers before he mows the lawn!)
  • And you do not incorporate dirty language into bedroom activities.

Though we complement each other, we often find ourselves on different sides when it comes to certain matters.  I will go into more detail about our DD journey next time, but suffice it to say, it took a lot to convince him to try spanking as a form of discipline.  When he finally agreed to spank me, he couldn’t do it.  We agreed that he should not spank in anger, and he argued that he didn’t feel like spanking me if he wasn’t angry.

It was so confusing and overwhelming for both of us. Grrrr! I wanted him to spank me (for many different reasons, which I will expound on later).  But he wasn’t comfortable taking his hand to my bare bottom – no matter how much I egged him on. (And believe me, I pushed pretty hard at times.)

I learned about Role Play, while reading one of my “sexy” books, as he calls them.  Though that kind of interaction was more sexually based, I saw how it could be manipulated into a spanking scene.

It sounded so easy, and so wonderful! I pictured his stern face as he pulled me over his lap.  He would say words like “naughty girl”, and “bare bottom”, and “you won’t sit for a week…”. I would howl and beg for mercy from his hard hand, while he lectured me about proper lady like behavior, and would remind me that putting ex-lax in his sister’s coffee was VERY UNLADYLIKE.  Then he would paddle me until I sobbed.

This seemed like a pretty easy scene to play, so I brought it up to him one night.

“Honey, since you don’t like the thought of spanking me for anything but sex, let’s try some role play.  I’ll pretend to be a naughty wife. You pull me over your lap, and spank me as hard as you can. OK?”

It probably wasn’t the best idea for me to give him a “script” of what I wanted. I think my “topping  from the bottom” set him up for failure.  But being the loving husband that he was, he agreed to try.

He led me into the bedroom, and locked the door.

I pouted at him, stomped my foot, and called him a big bully. (I may have even stuck out my tongue. I don’t remember.)

He sat down on the bed, and yanked me over his lap, and said,

Young La…”

That was the furthest he got before dumping me to the floor, falling backwards on the bed, and giggling. Yes, my full grown, intense Alpha male, was giggling hysterically, and flailing on the bed!

I started laughing at the absurdity of the situation, and we both stared at each other’s red faces, and laughed until we cried.

It was by far, the silliest experience we had had in a long time.  (But it is still one of my favorite memories)

I am happy to say, that we finally worked it out. When we took out the extra drama (and the script), and just let things progress naturally, the scenes worked a lot better.

He still does not say anything during role play sessions. But he has improved in the nonverbal aspect. I love the way he maneuvers me over his lap, and holds me tightly. His hand is so hard and methodical- he makes sure not to leave a single inch of my backside untouched. He heats my body, thoroughly dominating and then satiating me.  It is so amazing to see the progress we have made, both in and out of the bedroom.

And because of those wonderful (and not so wonderful) role play sessions, he is now much more comfortable “discussing” issues with me.

** A discussion means a thorough bottom warming, just in case you were wondering.**

It still makes me laugh.  He can’t say the word “Spank”, but he has definitely figured out the physical side of it.

My Southern Gentleman is loosening up.

And I am leaving my scripts where they belong, on the laptop, ready to be made into fun stories.

I’m thinking the ex-lax in the Sister in Law’s Coffee scene is going to be a big hit, LOL!

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Thanks so much for stopping by! Please head on over and visit the other blogs. They have some great things to say about this topic!

And please leave a reply. I love to chat!!!!! 🙂

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