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Brand new spanking author, Claire Britain stops by!

I’m so excited to have brand new author, Claire Britain joining me today. Her first book, an F/f, erotic romance, Reining in Riley, already has four 5 star reviews, and is about to hit the top 100 list in Lesbian Erotica. Here she is!

Excerpt

Joanna pulled Riley to her feet and took her place on the stool, easily guiding Riley down over her strong thighs and flipping her nightshirt up, exposing Riley’s naked behind.

“There, that’s much better, wouldn’t you say, darling?” Joanna said with an air of superiority.

“Yes, I suppose it is, as long as that paddle doesn’t make an appearance!” Riley grinned as she surveyed Joanna’s white carpet.

“Oh, so you think this spanking is going to be pleasant, Riley?” Joanna asked her upturned girlfriend.

“Isn’t it?” Riley asked, a hint of urgency in her voice.

“Absolutely not, after that little stunt and comment you made, miss!” Joanna replied sharply.

Joanna started a steady flurry of spanks to Riley’s behind, alternating cheeks and covering Riley’s backside from top to bottom. Riley could feel the heat building as the stinging slaps began to renew her arousal and she moaned in response to the fire building on her behind and between her legs. Joanna smiled and decided it was time to cool Riley off a little.

“Now I’m going to begin, Riley,” she said coolly.

Joanna raised her arm high and brought it down with ferocity on Riley’s cheeks over and over in a steady rhythm that had Riley bucking and writhing on Joanna’s lap in an attempt to avoid the assault.

“Ow, shit, c’mon, Jo, that hurts, please, no more!” Riley pleaded.

Joanna stopped and put her hand on Riley’s hot bottom. “Are you ever going to do that again?”

“No, I promise, please!” Riley whimpered, looking up behind her to see what implement was causing the wicked sting, only to see Joanna’s hand.

“That was just my hand, Riley, and let me assure you that was only half of what I’m capable of,” Joanna assured her, applying a few harder spanks to Riley’s behind again. “Do we understand our positions now?”

“Ow, ow, yes, we do,” Riley replied desperately.

“Very good, but I’m not done with you yet,” Joanna said as she guided Riley up off her lap.

Riley’s hands immediately flew to her backside, frantically trying to rub the sting away.

Joanna grinned as she watched Riley. “No rubbing!” she said as sternly as she could over her amusement, making Riley jump and put her hands at her side.

“I want you to go to the bed and lie face down, and don’t you move until I tell you.”

Riley looked deeply into Joanna’s green eyes, a crooked grin appearing on her face as she went compliantly over to the bed.

“Wait, that shirt, I want it off,” Joanna commanded.

Riley turned to face Joanna and grasped the hem of her nightshirt, slowly pulling it up over her stomach then to her small breasts seductively and eventually off over her head. Joanna nodded her approval as she went to her dresser and removed a silk scarf from one of the drawers. She pointed at the bed and Riley climbed on, lying face down. Joanna admired her handiwork and ran a finger over Riley’s bright red behind, making her shiver. She folded the scarf and tied it around Riley’s head in a blindfold, a satisfied smile on her face as she left the bedroom.

Riley’s arousal was as intense as the sting she still felt on her bottom. Even though she wanted to rub out the sting, the invisible bonds of Joanna’s instruction left her in submission and the anticipation made her heart race.

Riley could see nothing but she heard Joanna return to the bedroom and her heart pounded in her chest and her bottom cheeks clenched in anticipation. She felt Joanna sit on the bed next to her and she held her breath.

“Did you rub your bottom while I was gone?” Joanna whispered in Riley’s ear.

“No,” Riley breathed.

“Good girl. When you do as you’re told, you get rewarded. Unlike when you’re naughty and you get punished,” Joanna whispered, making Riley squirm on the bed.

Joanna ran her index fingernail up and down over Riley’s cheeks, making her shiver with pleasure. Then she ran her fingertip from the top of Riley’s bottom down between her cheeks. She paused at her bottom hole and pushed down slightly before she continued down between Riley’s legs, finding her wetness. Riley shuddered with pleasure at Joanna’s touch, on the verge of climax as Joanna brought her finger back up over her bottom. Riley moaned as once again as Joanna’s finger found her little bottom bud and rubbed circles over it with her finger, slick from Riley’s juices.

“Do you like that, Riley?” Joanna teased, pushing down as Riley squirmed under her touch, about to explode.

“Fuck, yes!” Riley breathed. “Please!” she begged.

Joanna took her hand away and brought her palm down sharply on Riley’s backside. Riley was breathing hard and she felt Joanna leave the bed.

She cocked her head to one side, then the other, in an attempt to find out what Joanna’s next move was. She ached for release and found herself moving her hips in attempt to aid her relief. Joanna watched in amusement; she would make her lover wait a little longer.

Riley could hear nothing and she wondered if Joanna had left the room again. Her question was answered as she felt a cold wet sensation meet her bottom. Ice, Riley realized; Joanna had placed a lump on Riley’s small bottom bud. Riley squirmed even more, trying to avoid the coldness as droplets of freezing water ran down between her legs to her clit.

“Don’t move; if that ice cube falls from where it is now, I’ll begin again, starting with the spanking. Do you understand me, Riley?” Joanna breathed in Riley’s ear.

“Yes, ma’am,” Riley stuttered, trying desperately to stay still with the intense sensation she was experiencing.

Joanna watched her lover trying to keep the ice cube in place as it melted over her back and between her legs, intensifying Riley’s arousal with every drop that fell. The last bit melted, leaving a tiny puddle on Riley’s small opening.

“Very good, my darling!” Joanna praised and she straddled Riley, kneeling on the bed and feeling the cold water from the puddle on her own clit. Joanna bent down, her naked breasts rubbing up the length of Riley’s back until her head was next to Riley’s.

“What do you want, Riley? Tell me,” Joanna demanded.

“Please!” was all that Riley could reply in her desperation, knowing that all she needed was to feel Joanna’s touch to relieve her now frantic arousal.

“Do you want me to fuck you, Riley? Is that what you want?” Joanna asked, moving down the bed and spreading Riley’s legs apart.

“Yyyes,” Riley moaned as Joanna felt Riley’s wetness between her legs with her fingers, making Riley cry out.

“Get on your hand and knees, Riley.”

Riley complied a little shakily as Joanna settled behind her on the bed and grasped a handful of her hair.

Riley could feel Joanna’s hips behind her making contact with her still warm behind. Riley tried to lean back against her, only to feel a sharp slap to her right bottom cheek.

“Patience, darling,” Joanna chastised, knowing Riley was close to climax.

Riley felt a hardness at her opening and she gasped at the sensation of the dildo. Joanna gently teased her, pushing the object in and out of her wet pussy just enough for Riley to beg for more.

“Please, please!” Riley pleaded, longing to feel it inside of her at the realization Joanna was wearing it and controlling the thrusting with her own hips.

“Is this what you want, darling?” Joanna asked as she thrust her hips forward, pushing the phallus deeper into Riley and making her cry out with desire. “Are you ready, Riley, you want to feel this deep inside you?”

“Ohhh!” Riley cried. Waves of pleasure engulfed her as Joanna thrust the dildo all the way inside her. Joanna could feel Riley’s warm bottom on her hips. She put her hand beneath Riley’s legs, finding her clit as Riley rode her orgasm, collapsing on the bed beneath her.

Riley lay on the bed, still reveling in the reverberation of her climax. Joanna untied the scarf from around her eyes and Riley blinked for a few seconds before her magnificent lover came into focus.

 

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Blurb:

When Joanna Armstrong hires Riley Carrington to work for her company—one of Los Angeles’ most prestigious advertising firms—she knows she’s taking a risk. With her sharp tongue and defiant attitude, Riley seems bound for trouble, but there’s something special about her that Joanna can’t bring herself to pass up.

After Riley insults one of the company’s senior partners, however, Joanna decides that what the beautiful, free-spirited twenty-seven-year-old needs is structure and consequences. Riley faces a suspension without pay for her misconduct, and when Joanna offers her an alternate proposal she hesitantly agrees. She will work for Joanna at her home office, but first she’ll submit to a thorough, no-nonsense paddling, and any future misbehavior will earn her more of the same, this time on her bare bottom.

Joanna’s firm-handed discipline turns out to be just what Riley has been missing, and before long they have become much more than just boss and employee. Despite Joanna’s best efforts and Riley’s frequently sore bottom, her wild and careless behavior continues even as their romance blossoms. When a motorcycle accident almost claims Riley’s life, Joanna takes it upon herself to care for her girlfriend, though her treatment often leaves Riley blushing crimson. But once Riley recovers, will Joanna be prepared to do whatever it takes to rein her in before it is too late?

Publisher’s Note: Reining in Riley is an erotic romance novel that contains spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of medical play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Summer Spanks – Scorching hot teachers and hot bottoms to match!

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Welcome to Summer Spanks 2014! There are a ton of prizes to win on the main site page! All you have to do is comment below (with your email address, please), and you will automatically be entered into the main prize drawings.

Thank you to our hosts, Saturday Spankings and Spanking Romance Reviews, and our awesome prize donators!

I will also be giving out a few prizes, myself. One winner will get an e-copy of one of my books (The Coach’s Discipline or The Winter Storm). Another winner  will receive a $5 gift certificate to Blushing Books. Don’t forget to leave your email address.

Have fun and enjoy the spankings!

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(I know, I said from the get-go, I wasn’t going to do a school story. I was going to do a summer one, no matter what! Well, these characters just popped into my head, and begged for a little action, so I had to oblige. All characters have agreed to be “used” in this forum. 🙂 And I even found some cool visuals to go with the piece. Enjoy!)

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Katherine sat at her little desk twirling her blonde hair between two fingers, scowling at her best friend, Corinne, who was happily scribbling out a rough draft.

The first day of class at Saint Larrup’s school for authors was proving not only to be boring and unproductive, but also frustrating as all hell.

“How’s your character sketches coming, authors?” The handsome, stern teacher, Mr. Sterling called from the front of the room.

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“It’d be a lot better if someone wasn’t stealing my men.” Katherine grumbled and kicked Corinne’s feet.

“Ungh! What was that for,” Corinne glared and whispered.

“You know I wanted the hot 32 year blond werewolf hunk for my petite brunette pixie.” Katherine said angrily.

“Well,” Corinne smiled sweetly, “I’m using a 32 year old blond fireman for my petite brunette lawyer. It’s completely different. Suck it up, whiner.”

“Yeah, Katherine, completely different. One’s contemporary, the other’s, what the hell do you call a mixture of paranormal and fantasy anyway.” Their friend, Adaline laughed.

Whack!

A long ruler cracked down on Adaline’s desk, startling all the women.

“Ladies. Eyes on your papers, mouths closed, please,” The assistant professor, Miss Pandora Blake, gave them a firm scold.
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Katherine’s cheeks flushed red, hating being called out in front of the whole class.

Natasha stifled a giggle, and shook her head.

“Goody goody.” Katherine nudged Natasha’s seat, tapping her plaid backside with her saddle shoes. “You know, you don’t always have to sit up front.” Katherine whispered.

“Good girls always sit up front,” Natasha winked.

“Good girl, my a—“

“How’s the sketch coming, Ms. Deane?” Mr. Sterling‘s cool eyes bore into Katherine’s, and she hiccupped nervously. “Working on it, sir.”

Grrr! Katherine crumpled up her page of scribbled paper, and tossed it aside. Unfortunately, it popped off Corinne’s head.

“What now?” Corinne rolled her eyes and glared.

“I have writer’s block. I can’t write anything now.” She huffed under her breath, and turned her attention back to her empty paper when Mr. Sterling turned her way again.

When both the handsome professor and his sexy assistant teacher were well into a quiet conversation about dialog tags, Katherine handed Corinne a note.

Give me the blond hottie!!!!!!!

Hell No! 🙂 came the written reply

You suck!

And you swallow, 🙂 🙂 🙂 Corinne giggled when she passed the note back, infuriating Katherine even more.

“I need my own hottie!” Katherine hissed.

“You need to learn share!” Corinne whispered, getting angry.

“You need to ‘pants’ more.” Katherine glared.

Adaline giggled. “Ooh, the pantser’s on a roll!”

Well,” huffed Corinne, “You could try a little plot outlining once in a while instead of calling me at one am to tell me about all your ideas.”

“I need to talk them out!” Katherine barely kept her angry words as a whisper.

“Pantser and a plotter, sitting in a tree…” Adaline sang.

“Ooh,” Renee Rose leaned in, excited, “You two should kiss!”

Casey McKay grumbled, “Just get the fight over with already before you get us all in trouble.”

“Fine.” Corinne smiled. “I’m just going to plot out the best way to use my blond hottie.”

Arrrrgh!” Katherine stood in a rage, and grabbed Corinne’s dark ponytail, and yanked.

Corinne stood and both women faced off in a showdown of vicious dialog tag comments and hair pulling.

All hell broke loose.

“Fight, fight, fight!” Casey jumped onto the top of her desk with a loud “Woohoo! Elbow her in the chest! Yeah!”

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Tara shook her head, smiling. “That’s a fret.”

Renee and Adaline broke into loud peals of laughter, and egged on the two women as Casey worked the class into frenzied shouts. She had just started the class on a huge stadium wave, when a loud piercing whistle cut through the classroom.

A very angry teacher folded his arms across his chest, glaring at the women in the center of the room.

“Who started this?” he asked, his voice deadly quiet, and very scary.

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All hands in the room pointed to Katherine and Corinne.

“If you ask me, sir, I think you should plug them both.” Natasha gave an angelic smile of perfect white teeth, and handed him two silicone plugs from her backpack.

His incredulous look, caused her to shrug as she smiled. “I carry them with me wherever I go. You know never know when you might need one.”

“Plug them! Plug them! Plug them!” Casey jumped up and down and shouted in a frenzy, until Mr. Smith took her by the ear.

He led her to a corner in the classroom, swatting her bottom. “No more getting everyone worked up, Ms. McKay. This is not a derby match.” He swatted the back of her plaid skirt. “You stay here, quietly.”
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He worked his way back to the center of the room, and all eyes looked to the floor, except for Tara Finnegan’s.

“Oy, Teach! I need to use the jacks.” (Irish slang for using the restroom) She stood and grinned at the large man in front of her.

“I think, Ms. Finnegan,” he glanced at the pack of cigarettes hanging in her lacy, black garter belt. Her plaid skirt was two inches shorter than the rest of her classmates showing off her cigarettes and accentuating her killer black combat boots. “that a trip to the bathroom has nothing to do with using the facilities.”

“Ah, feck! Sure look it.” (acceptable Irish response for pretty much anything) She winked.

He gave her a quick swat across the back of her short skirt, before she left the room.

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It seems some other young ladies are in need of a refresher course in school etiquette.” He addressed the class. “Ms. Scott,” he called out to the new exchange student, Erica Scott, who was still in the other corner, holding her skirt above her waist, her bottom blooming red, “Please explain to the class your experience with the lexan paddle.”

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She winced and rubbed her red cheeks. “On a scale of one to five, sir, I would call it a 4.5. That mother hurt.”

“We’ll conclude your session after class, Ms. Scott. Please pull up your panties, and return to your desk.

 

Ms. Alexander, Ms. Deane, front and center.”

“Did you forget this class uses corporal punishment?” Corinne whispered to Katherine as they marched to the front of the room.

“I forgot about that. Nuts!” Katherine scowled.

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Ladies, please bend over and place your hands on the desk.” He said, pulling the long wooden paddle from the wall.

He rolled up their plaid skirts, so their cotton panties were in view for everyone to see.

“What have we here?” He patted Katherine’s backside.

Gah! Katherine had forgotten about the white panty rule. “Um, they’re Underdog, sir.” She flushed.

“Are these the appropriate apparel for St. Larrup’s school uniform.” He patted her panties, squeezing her left cheek.

“N-no, sir.” She shuddered.

Well. They will just have to come off.” He stripped them down her legs faster than she could say Sweet Polly Purebred, and the cool air rushed between her bottom cheeks.

He nudged her feet apart, and she knew her classmates were now getting a full view of every bit of her most intimate parts. Gawd, how embarrassing!

“How many strokes should these naughty girls get for disrupting class?” He asked aloud.

“Fifty! And the plugs!” Natasha’s breathless voice squealed.

He took Natasha by the ear, and placed her in the corner, “Nose right here, Ms. Knight. And not another word about plugs.”

Natasha groaned as he swatted her hard and positioned her, giving her a few more hard swats. “I’ll deal with you after class, Ms. Knight. Bring your plugs.”

“Yes, sir.” She nodded and pressed her nose to the corner.

“All right, ladies, are you ready for your paddling?”

He asked the question to Corinne and Katherine, but it was Adeline’s excited “Oh yeah! Spankings, then oral sex!” that left the class in titters.

“Come here, Ms. Raine. We have another corner for you.” Miss Blake said, pressing Adeline’s nose into the third corner while peppering her rear end with the ruler.

Mr. Sterling turned to the class, his dark eyes aggressive and dominant, causing all the women to lower their eyes and shiver.

Renee was the only one who seemed angry about the whole incident, sitting cross armed with her mouth set in a firm line as she watched him stride toward the bottoms he was about to heat.

Jealousy, perhaps?

“I’m the one with the hot school girl pic for my avatar.” She mumbled.

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Do you have a problem with this, Ms. Rose?”

“No. Sir.” She bit out and glared at him sullenly.

“Very well.”

He picked up the paddle again, and tapped Corinne’s pantied bottom softly, caressing it gently, before bringing it down in a sharp loud crack.

She flinched and shuffled on her feet.

He brought the paddle down again, twice more, and she groaned and pressed her cheek into the hard wood desk.

When Katherine felt the cool wood tap her already bare bottom, she clenched involuntarily.

“Relax.” He said, tapping the underside of her cheeks until she softened. “Rear up a bit more, please, Ms. Deane.”

 

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She pressed her bottom up, and held her breath, waiting for the hard wood to make impact.

Crack!

The sound startled her before the searing pain seeped into her nether regions.

Whack!

He struck both cheeks hard and fast, and she choked on a breath.

The heat built in her poor bottom quickly as he paddled her quick and hard, leaving no part of her white bare bottom untouched.

Her howls and pleading fell on deaf ears as he paddled her hard, again and again, until she sagged over the desk, sobbing.

She could barely hear Corinne’s yelps and cries over her own labored breaths.

Oh my gosh, this dreadful teacher had ravaged her ass! And now he was doing the same to her best friend.

“Stop!” She called out, and the loud cracks of the paddle ceased. “It’s my fault.” Katherine cried, turning her tear filled eyes toward her best friend. “You can have the blond hottie. I’ll pick someone different.”

“No, it’s okay. You take him I can always plot out something different.” Corinne sniffled and reached for her hand.

Or,” their teacher’s voice cut in smoothly as he stroked both their sore bottom cheeks. “You could work together on a tandem story. You could mix your pantsing with Corinne’s plotting.”

Natasha giggled from her corner, “You could call it plantsing, sir.” This received a few good girl swats with his palm.

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Best idea I’ve heard all day,” Katherine groaned as she placed her hands onto her sore hot bottom. “May we go back to work, sir?”

“Yes, you may.” He patted them each one last time, pulled up Katherine’s panties, and unfolded both of their short skirts.

“Ladies, you may all return to your desks.” He addressed the women in the corners.

Katherine thought she heard Natasha mumble something about butt plugs, as she, Adaline and  Casey returned to their desks.

“All right, class. We are going to stop character sketches and work on a new project, outlining a story. Here’s your premise.”

He wrote in big block letter on the chalk board, and the entire class groaned and flushed when they read the subject.

 

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Well, isn’t that the bomb sauce?” Muttered Renee from behind Katherine.

Mr. Sterling smiled.

“I almost forgot the visual cue. Ms. Blake …?” He led his assistant to the center of the room and sat her in a hard backed chair facing the classroom.

He pointed at Renee and gave her a knowing smile. “Care to do the honors, Miss Rose?”

“My panties are already down,” she said, taking his hand, as he led her to the seated assistant.

“Over Miss Blake’s lap, please.”

The class watched Renee position herself over the assistant’s lap, smiling from ear to ear.

“All right class, let’s begin. “

Miss Blake raised her hand, preparing for the first strike on Renee’s upturned, bare bottom, and everyone leaned forward in anticipation of the visual that would get them all writing, happily.

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Excited students clamored outside the door, fighting over a tiny peek through the window.

“Man,” Sarah Young pouted, “I am so taking that class next year!”

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So in keeping with today’s kinky / spanky theme 🙂 if you could choose a celebrity to dress up (this is fictitious, of course!) in school girl or boy attire, and receive a sound spanking from an ‘oh so stern’ teacher, whom would you choose?

Hehe, I’ve already made some of my choices today. But I still have more in mind. 😉 How about you?

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