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Maren Smith brings another hot, new Masters of the Castle!

Okay, I am like one of the biggest Maren fan-girls out there. Now the new one is out, and I finally get to read it tomorrow. But before I shut myself into my MotC reading cave, I’m sharing one of Maren’s hot excerpts. Then you will all want to go to your reading cave too. See ya there! 😉

 

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Excerpt:

“Miss Maddy,” he said, abruptly disregarding the beach and turning to face her instead. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but I rather thought you’d enjoyed my company on the plane. What little of it we got to enjoy before you took yourself off to hide in the bathroom. Now I get the distinct impression that you’re trying to avoid me.”

Avoid him? It was all she could do not to stare at him like a love-struck schoolgirl! Were Maddy breathing right, she’d have laughed. But she wasn’t breathing right, and what came puffing out of her then sounded more like an asthmatic goose-cough.

“I’m not avoiding you,” she hedged and would have sidestepped to get a little more space between them, except that he pushed back off the rail so suddenly that she found herself turning to face him instead. And he moved in closer, diminishing what little distance there already was between them to catch her between his arms. He didn’t touch her, not exactly. He simply took hold of the rail with both hands and there she was, backed up against it, with the end of her nose bare inches from his and every nerve in her body sparking with his physical awareness. She’d read somewhere once that there were more than fifteen thousand nerve endings in the clitoris alone. This right here was what it felt like to have every single one of them firing all at once.

“Liars,” he drawled, “get spanked. I do believe I told you that once already. Do I need to demonstrate?”

A tingling wave rolled across the surface of her bottom, much like the ocean water rolling up onto the beach. It was the oddest sensation. She’d never felt anything like it before, and just standing this close to him, staring up into his entirely too-knowing eyes while it was happening, was enough to turn her whole body as hot as a second-degree sunburn.

“I wasn’t,” she tried again, but her voice wouldn’t cooperate. It came out in a breathy squeak.

“Promptly and soundly,” he reminded, clearly not buying a word of it. He tilted his head, raising his dark eyebrows in what might have been a playful look if only it didn’t seem like such a warning. “With their pants and panties both removed so their naughty little bottoms can be spanked on the bare.”

That tingling wave turned prickly.

 

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Blurb:  When Marshall is approached for help by another vacation resort, he responds by sending his most notorious sadist, Dungeon Master Dominick. His job: to fly to the Caribbean and help institute the same Safe, Sane and Consensual policies that have made the Castle such a success. Though not at all pleased by the assignment or its disruption to his routine, the last thing Dominick expects are complications… until he bumps into Maddy Cameron. She’s plump, she’s pretty, she’s every bit the complication he doesn’t want or need, and yet he can’t help himself. Every time he gets close, he can’t wait to get closer still, to touch and be touched, to taste her, tease her, torment and possess her. Not just for a few scenes or a few days, but for the rest of his life… if only Maddy’s past scars will let him.

Hired to write a promotional review for a pirate-themed BDSM resort, Maddy looks on the opportunity as if it were a once-in-a-lifetime vacation—a vacation that comes complete with a tall, dark, arrogant and masterfully good-looking Dominant thrown in. It’s been four years since her disaster of a divorce, and though she knows she’s neither young enough nor thin enough to keep the attention of someone like Dominick, the allure of an illicit island fling is more than she can resist. Still, flings – like most relationships – don’t last, and better than anyone, Maddy knows the pain of letting herself get too close.

For Dominick, however, a little pain is all in a day’s pleasure. Maddy might not know him well enough now, but she’s about to find out that the world’s most infamous Dungeon Master never did take ‘no’ for an answer.

Publisher’s Note: While this is the seventh book in Maren Smith’s hugely popular Masters of the Castle series, it can be read as a standalone, as can all the others. The series numbers are just a guideline as to recommended reading order.

 

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Bad guys I love to hate!

I decided to share my favorite bad guys of the year with you. I know the year is not over yet, and I may come across more.  If I do, I will make another post- a bad guys redux. 🙂

So, here goes. My favorite bad guys. I need to explain something here. These bad guys are not just bad guys, they are the epitome of evil. And when I think about the possibility of actually meeting someone like this, it scares me.

These are also not just antagonists who show a little spark of positive light toward the end, so the reader knows they will be seeing this character again- but possibly as a protagonist. When I do that kind of post, I will include characters like Kresley Cole’s, Lothaire (Immortals After Dark) and Jim Butcher’s, Thomas (The Dresden Files). Those guys start feeding me little morsels of empathy, and Bam! Protagonist, coming my way.

I like these kind of characters too. But that is not what today is about. Today is all about the BAD GUY. The one that I despise. The character that I love to hate. And his / her “badness” makes me feel oh so good.

A quick note about spoilers. I think everyone can tell, from the blurb, who the bad guys are, and what to expect in the story. I’ll do my best not to give anything crucial away. But be forewarned, just in case. Possible spoilers ahead…

These are in no particular order. They are just my favorite bad guys that came to mind over coffee this morning. And that’s how I decided who to include. If they jump into my thoughts while I am washing dishes and drinking coffee, then they are worthy of my “Favorite” list. (I actually did forget the name of a few of the characters. But since I could so vividly see their story and actions, I knew they belonged here.

Remember – no particular order, and possible spoilers…

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warrior       from Cara Bristol’s “Warrior“. The last in the Breeder series.

 

Qalin-

This was one bad dude. He cared about nothing except for world wide domination. The fact that his own son feared him, says a lot about Qalin. This was a cold hearted killer who brought in savage aliens as soldiers, and almost decimated his world. He was Cray-cray, with a capitol “C”. He was also a very good bad guy.

My review on Amazon

 

romantek 4      from Patricia Green’s Romantek series. He was also an antagonist in Charlotte and the Pirate, Romentek 2, and again in Vacation in Rio, Romantek 4.

Esharveer Jaggi-

Wow, this dude had some serious revenge issues. He would stop at nothing to get revenge on Romantek, the company he used to work for. As is usually the case for brilliant guys who get terminated from employment and seek revenge, Esharveer took his plotting to a whole new level of nastiness. It wasn’t bad enough, he wanted to hurt the company. But to ruthlessly and carefully weave his way into the dream reality to attempt several murders… Yeah, that was pretty bad. And the harder he tried, the more it hurt him. The man was seriously screwed up in the head. He was an awesome bad guy.

My review on Amazon

 

gabes bride     from Penny Allen (Maren Smith)’s Hollow Hills series, Gabe’s Bride.

Deacon- 

This handsome, grandfather type, actually scared me the most. You expect your patriarch to be loving, kind, and to protect you. Especially, if he is the leader of your clan of shifters, and you have no one else. That’s what made this man so diabolical. He ruled with fear. He rewarded those who pleased him, and he severely punished those who didn’t. This included people who couldn’t help themselves– like a young woman and her five year old son. (there is more to them, but I don’t want to give too much away.) Suffice it to say, Deacon, really hurt Neoma in a lot of ways: murder of loved ones, while she watched; threats of taking her son; starvation; ostracization… This man did it all.

And he enjoyed doing it, all while smiling benevolently, paternally.

This guy was a real BAD guy. And he took things to an ultimate level of “wrongness” at the end.

Review coming (expect a 5 star totally awesome, I loved it and couldn’t put it down review coming soon. Seriously, I wouldn’t be recommending it here, if I didn’t 🙂 )

 

godesses curse   from Cara Bristol’s The Goddess’s Curse.

Honna-

This woman wanted to be queen of the Sharona, no matter the cost. Treachery, deceit, murder, and two faced lies in an attempt to create war between the Sharona and the Lahon… she did a lot. And she also tried to kill her own cousin, Princess Reena. It wouldn’t have been so evil, if she hadn’t projected such an air of love and protection, all while slowly poisoning the throne. This woman was so evil, so disgusting, so vile… I won’t share everything she did, because I don’t want to spoil it. But trust me. This woman was EVIL.

My review on Amazon

*****

There’s my list of the baddest bad guys for the year. Do you have any favorites? What makes your favorite evil villain, just that much more evil?

Thanks for stopping by.

Happy reading!

🙂

 

Thank you, military! (A tribute to soldiers in spanking romance)

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In honor of this year’s Memorial Day, I am doing something different.

First and foremost, thank you to all the brave military men and women who have served and are serving our country. Thank you to the spouses and families who carry on without their loved ones- sometimes, forever. Thank you to the business who bless the families and soldiers.

As a former Navy Brat, Army wife, and Army Captain, I have seen both sides of the military life, and am so grateful for all the awesome blessings I have today.

So Thank you!!!

Today, I am sharing some books that show the different sides of military life. Yes these are fiction, but they honor the before, during, and after effects, either from the soldiers’ perspective or the significant other.

If you decide to buy or read a book this weekend, please consider one of these.

And thank you to the authors who incorporated U.S military men or women as main characters in their stories.

These are just the ones that jumped into my mind first. I am sure there are plenty more from the spanking romance / erotic romance genre. Please feel free to add others in your comments below. 🙂

Happy Memorial Day!

 

Taming-Kat-Big         Amazon Link

 I loved this book, and appreciated the author including PTSD as part of the male main character’s development. Not only was it sexy, and a ton of fun, but the brief explanation of PTSD really rounded him out.

 

 

as natural as breathing               Amazon Link

I love the premise of this story.  A scarred. wounded soldier, fresh from Afghanistan, still fighting his own battles. But he meets a man who is not afraid to love him for who he is. It sounds like a beautiful love story.  M/M

 

 

livs journey                Amazon Link

This was one of my very first books by Patricia Green, so it has a special place in my heart. I loved the fact that it had a non typical female character- a plus sized model. Kudos to Patricia for that. But what really made me fall in love with the whole Journey family (this is one of my favorite families), was Trey. Uber sexy, dominant, former military man- two tours in Afghanistan. I loved this story!

 

general's daughter           Amazon Link

This series is about a military family- Marines. I loved this story, and adore Sam, the female MC. She is just so much fun! All the men in her family, (her brother, father and Uncle) spank her to keep her in line. If I were being completely honest, I would tell you not only that this series given me a TON of wonderful fantasies, and I am also seriously crushing on Uncle Scott.  Yum!

 

callie mae and marine        Amazon link

Okay, I loved the premise of this story! A wounded former marine dealing with depression after his release from duty. He agrees to do a secret project- time travel to the old west. This one is on my Kindle. I can’t wait to read it. I love Stevie! 🙂 (I also love all the O’Malley’s!)

 

sir yes sir       Amazon link

I can totally relate to this story! A soldier comes back after a long tour of duty, and both he and his wife have to figure out how to adjust to civilian life. The author is fantastic at writing realistic stories, so this one should be pretty spot on. And I bet there will be lots of spankings. 😉

 

marines pet          Amazon Link

This one sounds fun! A Marine Corps Sergeant takes his bratty neighbor in hand.  Pet Play, BDSM, lots of spankings!

 

safeinhisarms_full       Amazon Link

Yum! Former marine. One night stand leads to accidental pregnancy. He comes back as a Black Ops agent, and protects her from bad guys. Sexy, yummy. Loved it! (Have I ever mentioned how much I love Renee? I’ll mention it again 😉 )

 

something has to give         Amazon Link

I loved this book. (Okay, I love everything Maren writes, but still… 🙂 ) A hot former soldier, whose wife left him while he was deployed; her loss- this guy is AMAZING! Lots of sparks between him and the “squatter” who took over his home. So much fun! 🙂 this was part of the Naughty List box set.

 

captain my cpt      Amazon Link

This one sounds sexy and fun, and I have to admit, I get all swoony over a man in uniform. 😉

 

Happy Memorial Day, friends! Hope you find a good soldier to help you get your “spank on” this weekend.

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Masters of the Castle – Masters of Writing

Holy Hannah!

Get a look at the authors on this box set-  Darling Adams (Renee Rose), Maggie Ryan, Tabitha Black, Abbie Adams, and Maren Smith! You already know this is going to be one freaking hot, book set! But feel free to take my word for it. 🙂 I had the pleasure of reading Darling’s book ahead of time, and man, I was “happy” all night. (So was my husband. He says to thank you, Darling. 😉 ) Here’s the inside scoop. And don’t forget to join the party. Lots of fun and prizes!

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When the Gavel Falls

(Masters of the Castle)

Maren Smith, Darling Adams, Maggie Ryan, Tabitha Black and Abbie Adams

 

Release date: Saturday, January 24th

Facebook party with the authors and prizes including a FREE Kindle Fire.

Saturday Jan. 24th, 9-11 AM EST

 

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Five stories from Blushing Books best selling authors including, Maren Smith, the mastermind behind the contemporary Masters of the Castle series. Tabitha Black author of Claiming Cassia and The Abbeyville Way. Maggie Ryan author of the Divine Design series and The Women of Wintercrest. Darling Adams, the author of Loose Morals and Yes, Doctor. Last but not least, Abbie Adams author of A Little Training.

Grab this amazing collection of five all-new Blushing novellas. Almost 200,000 words of reading for a price that’s 50% of the regular price for these books. Money might not buy love, but at The Castle it can buy a submissive for the weekend.

Punishing Portia

When well-known chef and restaurateur David Marone recognizes the food critic who just lambasted him in a review on the charity auction block, he bids an inordinate amount to keep her as his slave for three nights. He remembers the haughty foodie from culinary school seventeen years earlier, and relishes the idea of getting even with her for her mean-spirited review. Portia Sands hopes the dark and gorgeous Chicago chef who won the bid for her at the Castle charity auction doesn’t know her real identity as the food critic who tore him apart in a review the week before. She finds he hasn’t changed since culinary school–still arrogant, over-confident and domineering. Unfortunately, he has the same effect on her now as he did then: reducing her to a trembling mass of jello. When he pushes her to her limits, placing her in a cage like a pet, she discovers he knows who she is, and means to exact revenge. She considers calling the Castle safeword to end their time together, but some part of her won’t allow it. Somehow she must survive three nights as his slave and keep her heart in the process.

 

Buying Brianny

He was a man for God’s sake. A man living in the twentieth century where treating a woman delicately had been bred into him. You never hit a girl, his mother had taught him that from a tender age. Women’s rights were touted hither and yon. Spanking was for disobedience in children. No, children weren’t spanked anymore either.

Kian had been spanked many times as a child. His single mother might have seemed like a country mouse, but she’d walloped him good on more than one occasion. And he’d deserved everything she dished out. He knew it—and he knew she loved him and wanted the best for him too.

That hadn’t worked with an ex of his though. She hadn’t thought of it as loving when he’d busted her ass for drinking and driving. No, she’d ended the relationship in a hurry. Of course he’d never repeated the mistake with another women. Not even his Brianny, who as it turns out, has craved discipline among other things.

Brianny has a bucket list, not the kind you want to do before you die—the kind you do before you get married. Okay, maybe not that either, but her sister says unless Brianny explores her inner submissive, she’ll never be content with her future husband.

But what if said future husband turns her away because he doesn’t like her submissive side? It had taken Brianny a pint of Hot Damn and her kinky sister to even put voice to her secret desires.

Some people go to strange and amazing lengths to prove their love. All Brianny wants as proof is for Kian to buy her at The Castle’s New Year’s Eve charity auction, then tie her up and take away her control. Consentual, non-consent, that’s what her sister had called it. Was that too much to ask?

Will Kian pay the asking price?

 

Sharing Silver

It’s been six months since her vanilla marriage ended in divorce, and Sylvia is craving some fun and excitement – not to mention kink. So when her friend Rosa tells her about a slave auction being held at her workplace, the Castle, Sylvia throws caution to the wind and signs herself up to fly all the way to America to be sold off to the highest bidder under the nickname Silver. Gorgeous twin Castle Masters, Travis and Trevor, can have any girl they choose – and frequently do. The only downside to topping female guests, however, is the fact that there’s never enough time to build trust. So when Trevor hears about the auction, he decides it’s time to be selfish, and he and his brother set about looking for a plaything they can do whatever they want with – a girl with as few limits as possible. When Silver and the twins meet, the chemistry is instantaneous and palpable. But all too soon, something more begins to develop between the three. What should have been a few days of physical excitement turns into an emotional roller coaster – not only for Silver, but for Travis and Trevor as well. Overwhelmed by the events at the BDSM resort – and her feelings – Silver tries to get to grips with her past, as well as the fact that she’s rapidly falling in love with the two biggest playboys in Ohio. In turn, Travis and Trevor are smitten by the mysterious girl from Australia, but whenever they try to get closer emotionally, she clams up. Can the twins make her see what she means to them before it’s too late, and Silver gets back on the plane home?

 

Owning O

She’s the most highly-coveted submissive the Castle has ever known. She never says no, never cries her safeword, and never plays with the same Dom twice. For years Alan has watched her, always looking but never allowed to touch until the night the Castle hosts its first ever charity auction. Seizing his chance, Alan bids, but defeating the other Doms in the audience is only the first and easiest step in his bid to own the infamous O. Freeing her from herself quickly proves to be much, much harder… Owning O. Welcome to the Castle.

 

Rosie’s Resolution

‘Don’t chicken out’ – those three little words are at the top of Rosa’s list of resolutions. Sure, she’s never before kept any of her past resolutions for even a week, but she is determined that this year it will be different. As soon as Master Marshall announced that a Charity Auction would be held to honor one of the Castle’s founding Masters, Don, Rosa knew it was fate. As an employee of the Castle, that marvelous place where any and all dreams and fantasies can become reality, she knows that this is the time to pursue her dream. Time to remove her Nanny uniform and don the clothes she has been dreaming of wearing for as long as she can remember.

This New Year’s Eve, she will stand on the stage and pray that someone will bid for her and want to be her Daddy. The moment the gavel falls, Rosa becomes Rosie – the Little girl who will spend the next few days discovering what it’s like to be taken care of, to be cuddled, and loved… not only by a handsome, wonderful Daddy, but, to her immense surprise, by a beautiful, loving Mommy as well… Will she discover that being Little isn’t all fun and games? Will she admit when she’s been naughty – remembering that breaking rules has painful consequences for her backside? Will she keep her resolutions long enough to find the answers she seeks? And even if she doesn’t chicken out, will her heart be able to pay the price?

 

The room grew quiet when Master Marshall ascended the stage. His formal black leathers melded him with the darkness in the room, and just the sight of him as he crossed the dais to take up the auctioneer’s microphone made the already thick tension in the room heavier.

“Good evening,” Master Marshall greeted, while the lights on the stage moved to center him and bring the Master of the Castle into stark relief against the red backdrop of the heavy velvet curtains. “Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the Castle’s first ever Charity Submissive Auction. As many of you know, this last summer the Castle lost one of its own to cancer. For those of you who knew him, the loss has been soul-rending. For those who didn’t, Master Don was one of the original six Masters with the vision to help me take a dilapidated stone structure going to rubble in Scotland and bring it here, to Ohio. His greatest contribution to our facility has been the Nobles’ Program, the period costumes, and the Master’s Supper and Show, where he presided every night without fail that entire first year. There are bits and pieces of his influence in every wing and every hall, and in the rules by which we abide. In short, the Castle never would have become the success it is today without Don, and so, what better way to honor his memory than by hosting this charity event? Bid and bid generously. Each submissive you are about to meet has pledged to make this a weekend to remember, and every penny you spend not only will the Castle match, but it will, in Don’s name, be donated to aid in a very worthy cause: the fight to eradicate cancer for good.”

Applause erupted through the room. Master Marshall held up his hands, waiting for the room to quiet. “Before we begin, let’s go over the rules. What you are purchasing tonight is the use of a willing submissive who has vowed to make herself yours from the moment you make payment until ten o’clock Monday morning. If you are the winning bidder in an auction, your submissive will be removed to a waiting area while you settle your account. You will then be given a file containing his or her likes, wants, desires…and hard limits. You will make yourself familiar with those limits and you will not cross those lines.”

The quiet that had descended over the audience became amplified as Marshall looked over them, the ice blue of his gaze seeming to pierce each one of them in turn.

“Your submissive has vowed to make his or herself pliant to your desires,” Marshall continued, and his stare became positively glacial. “But no still means no. If you cross that line, you will find yourself in my office and I will not be forgiving. Also, the Castle rule regarding gags is still very much in effect. If you do not apply for a waiver and I catch you using one, I will not be forgiving. Are these rules understood?”

No one in the audience said a word, but his edicts were crystal clear and after another sweeping glare, Marshal nodded. “Then let us begin. Our first submissive, ladies and gentlemen. Please welcome…Jasmine.”

 

Come and join us this weekend for the release party where we will be giving away free copies of the entire box set, free books donated by each of the authors, a $50 and $25 Amazon or B&N gift cards, and a brand new Kindle Fire! So if you haven’t done it already, friend me on Facebook and join us this weekend for the When the Gavel Falls Masters of the Castle release party!

No spankings? How about a good curry? Penny Alley visits

Happy first day of October! Halloween is one of my favorite holidays, and I am gearing up for a full month of trick or treating. So bring on the paranormals!

One of my favorite authors, just published her brand new paranormal romance. It was so freaking good, I couldn’t put it down! (I bought it and started reading late last night, then finished it tonight.)

I loved Karly’s Wolf as much as I loved Incubus Moon (and that is saying a lot!)

This book was jam packed with heart pounding adventure, wonderful alpha dominance, hot werewolves, and a killer plot.

I freaking LOVED this book!

 

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So for those of you that haven’t been introduced to Maren Smith’s paranormal / non spanking side, come meet Penny Alley. 🙂

Katherine Deane: How long have you been writing?

 

Penny Alley: I have been writing since I was 15 or so, and it was spanking stories right from the start.

Katherine Deane:  Who came first- Penny or Maren? spanking fiction or paranormal?

 

Penny Alley:  Maren Smith came first. Actually, Denise Hall came first. That was my first alias and it was for BDSM stories, rather harsh non-con themes.

Katherine Deane: What’s the biggest difference between the two?

 

Penny Alley:  Penny Alley is the alias I use for mainstream paranormal romances that do not have spanking in it. I wanted that alias because I want Maren Smith fans to know that every single Maren Smith book they pick up will have spanking in it as a part of the plot and dynamic.

Katherine Deane: Which is your favorite? Or what are your favorite things about each?

 

Penny Alley:  I don’t have a favorite. I love spanking romances. Spanking is a big part of my life. I life a DD lifestyle with my husband and I don’t think I could separate spanking from romance and sex if you paid me. lol However, I do love paranormal romances and not every story allows for a hero who spanks. For instance, in Karly’s Wolf. While I can easily envision Colton spanking for sex and fun, there was no way I was going to take a battered woman on the run and turn that into a spanking story. It just did not work.

Katherine Deane: In a perfect world, what would you write?

 

Penny Alley:  Exactly what I am writing. I am living in a perfect world of my own making. 🙂 I honestly can’t imagine doing anything else. I write what I love, whether it’s a Maren Smith, Darla Phelps or Penny Alley theme. If the story is strong, I write it. If there’s someone out there who enjoys reading what I write, then the more the better. I write what I want to read. If other people enjoy reading them too, then that’s absolutely awesome!

Katherine Deane: Incubus, gods, werewolves… what’s next for Penny? any new types?

 

Penny Alley:  The next Penny Alley is going to be the next in the Hollow Hills series. There will be 3 books total, and then I get to finish Finding Sunrise–the romance between a woman traveling across country and the man she picks up to be her traveling companion. it’s going to be very different from anything else I’ve ever done.

 

Thanks, Penny / Maren! And congratulations on your awesome new paranormal. I loved it, and am shouting from the rooftops. This one is right up there with Incubus Moon. A fantastic story, with such vivid descriptions. I loved it!

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Excerpt

“The Alpha male of Hollow Hills?” She tried not to laugh because for all that it sounded

silly coming out of her mouth, both he and Mama Margo had used that word quite seriously. “All

right, so what does an Alpha do?” She couldn’t resist knocking on her chest and offering a sedate

Tarzan yodel.

Colton laughed again, and for the second time said, “Close enough.”

“No, I’m sorry. I’ll be serious. I’m curious. Besides “catching” his Bride—which stirs up

a whole slew of new questions, by the way—what does an Alpha do?”

Having rounded a curve in the road, Karly could see the summit of the Ridge up ahead.

They weren’t close enough yet for her to glimpse the tents through the trees or the colorful

pennants, but she could hear the shouting and the laughter and the occasional snap of cloth in the

“We lead,” Colton answered, his expression seeming to close the nearer they drew to

the crowded fairgrounds. “We guard our territories.” He looked at her then. “And we protect all

those within it.”

The implication of what he was trying not to say wasn’t lost on her. Karly flushed, a slow

burning heat that moved up from her core to scald her cheeks. She had to change the subject.

“And you decide who gets to be Alpha via ragtag games of tackle football?”

“No.” For the first time, his flash of a smile seemed genuine. “The games are simply

a means to an end. It gives you a chance to show off your strength to potential females, and if

you’re lucky, you can also knock a few of your competitors out of the running.”

“Is that what you were doing yesterday with that boy?” Having finally reached the

summits’ intended parking lot, they stepped off the road together, gravel crunching under both

their feet.

“That’s what he was trying to do to me.”

Despite the veiled ruthlessness that she had witnessed yesterday, Karly liked walking

beside him. She liked hearing the crunch of his boots grinding in the loose rock and she liked

feeling the heat of him, even hotter than the surrounding sun, every time his arm bumped lightly

into hers. On the few times when he pulled a little ahead of her, she really liked watching him

walk. That swaggering strut of his struck her as sexy. He didn’t even seem to know how sexy

that was, and that appealed to her, even though she knew it shouldn’t.

“So what’s on the agenda today? More football and beating each other up?” Karly

stopped when he did, but while he stared off toward the banners and tents, she continued to study

“Not today,” he said softly, and then began to smile. “Sounds like they’ve got something

else planned.”

Karly tried to hear what he was, but it was just shouting and cheering. To her, it said

football game, but as they approached the same grassy field where Colton had tackled and been

tackled the day before, instead of teams of men beating each other into the ground, today it was

the women’s turn. In this case, the term “the gentler sex” seemed to hold no meaning.

“Oh whoa,” Karly said, trying hard not to sound judgmental. Just as the men had done

the day before, the contestants were engaged in a rowdy game of skins versus skins. Some

were wearing sports bras, but most hadn’t bothered, and all of them wore dirt and bruises from

no-holds-barred tackles to the ground regardless of who had the ball. “These are your Bridal

choices?”

Colton grinned. “I do love our old, time-honored traditions, don’t you?”

Karly’s startled laugh cut into a wince when four women collided and the one on the

bottom of the pile came up bloodied, spitting teeth and grass, and with an arm that bent in ways

no human arm should. “Oh wow, these girls are serious.”

“Deadly,” Colton agreed. “They have a lot to prove. Strong women attract strong mates.”

“So does a good curry.”

Colton chuckled. “Fond as I am of curry, a woman’s cooking skills aren’t half as

important as strength, courage and good family ties. There are a lot of men here competing for

Brides and not one of them is going to care how well she cooks.”

Another bone-crushing tackle resulted in two women picking themselves up off the

ground. Both spat blood, but only swiped their mouths and rejoined the next line up. This was

not hair-pulling, bitch-slapping, name-calling, feminine warfare. This was every bit as brutal as

the men had been the day before.

“This has Bridezillas beat all to hell and back,” Karly said flatly, and then looked at him.

“You want to marry one of these women?”

His smile dimmed around the corners of his mouth. He inclined his head. “Want doesn’t

have anything to do with it. But yes, in three days’ time, we will have our Hunt and I will take

one of these women for my Bride.”

He did not look happy about it. Funny, but she kind of felt a little disappointed too. She

wasn’t even fully divorced yet. She didn’t have a right to feel like this.

Karly faced the field and tried to study his options with an unbiased eye. “But you don’t

know which one?”

“No.”

“Then why do it?”

“Because it’s our way.”

The look she flashed him now was all but annoyed. “Oh, come on. What are you,

gypsies?”

“Not exactly.” He made no effort to change his answer.

Karly cringed when the ball was hiked and two walls of shouting women collided. It

might have been simply the sound of the impact, but she thought she heard bones snap. “Oh my

God.” She tried to cover her eyes, but couldn’t make herself stop watching. “What if you don’t

suit? Apart from potential chest sizes, what do you know about any of these women?”

“I know they care about our traditions.” Colton glanced at her sidelong. “I know they are

fierce and determined enough to suffer pain in the hopes of attracting my attention. And I know

that they will bring that determination into our marriage, because no one wants to be miserable

with the one they have vowed to share the rest of their life.”

Karly flinched again, but this time it had nothing to do with what was happening before

her. “What if you are miserable?”

“Then we’ll separate. We aren’t perfect, but we aren’t draconian either.”

Another hike of the ball resulted in another bone-jarring tackle, this time punches were

thrown and she could have sworn one girl bit another. Karly folded her arms across her chest,

hugging herself against an answer she, for some reason, didn’t really want to know. “If you have

to pick, have you at least whittled down your options?”

A ghost of his former smile returned. Colton faced the field, folding his arms across

his chest now too. “Sadly, I haven’t dedicated the proper attention to even begin my whittling.

My…family is not at all pleased with me.”

“Your family has to approve of her too?”

“At this point, they won’t care just so long as I get one. Any one.” He didn’t sound happy

about that, either.

“Okay.” Karly studied the field. She pointed to a blonde, her long curly hair pulled back

in a ponytail and her bouncing breasts covered but pertly outlined by the wife-beater t-shirt she

wore. “How about that one?” She tried her best not to think about Colton covering that woman

the way she’s dreamed he’d done to her the night before.

“Not if you paid me,” Colton said flatly.

That drawling rejection made her so ridiculously happy that she actually smiled. “Why

“Her father’s been trying to get his hands on Hollow Hills for years. He failed at brute

force, so now he’s trying through diplomacy.”

“And if you married her, he’d as good as succeed,” she concluded. “I didn’t realize

politics were also involved.”

“Politics are always involved,” Colton informed her.

“All right.” Karly studied the field again, taking her time now to pick and choose among

the competing hopefuls. “What about that one?”

“The brunette with the dragon tattoo?” He snorted when she nodded. “She’s barely more

than a child.”

“She’s old enough to have a tattoo,” she pointed out.

“I’m thirty-eight. I don’t want a Bride I’ll have to spank and send to bed without supper.”

Karly quickly bit back another smile. “All right, so one of the older ladies.”

“Not too old,” he corrected, his eyes now sparkling with amusement as well. “I don’t

want to push her wheelchair quite yet either.”

“No toothless, old biddies,” she agreed and scanned their options. She’d been trying to

steer clear of the shirtless ones, but feeling emboldened now, she chose one. “That one, the short-
haired blonde.”

“She’s being particularly aggressive,” Colton noted.

“She does seem very strong. And if she’s not thirty, then she can’t be far from it, so no

spanking required.”

“More’s the pity. She’s got the perfect backside for it—nice, round and jubbly.”

That caught her so off-guard, that Karly actually whapped him on the arm as she laughed.

Colton made no effort to retaliate, but flashed that good-natured grin instead. In spite of herself,

Karly relaxed even more. “I can’t believe you just said that. All right. So, she’s strong, grown,

has a nice butt, and since she’s running around in public without her shirt on, we’ll just assume

for now that she’s open to kinky sex. All that’s left is to find out what her family is like.”

“I have no idea; never met them.”

“Have you talked to her yet?”

“Enough to know she has a nasally laugh.”

“So, you want a strong, older woman from a good family, into kinky sex, but without the

nasally laugh.”

“Is that asking too much, do you think?” He bumped his shoulder to hers, lowering his

head in conspiratory humor, which made her feel as if he were trying to get intimately closer.

She liked that too.

“I think you’d be better off looking for someone who makes a good curry.”

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Maren Smith talks candidly with a fan girl – (me :) )

I am so excited to have one of my favorite authors here today for our first interview together. It has taken me a while to work up the courage to ask her for an interview, because I have been a huge fan girl ever since I learned about my spanko nature. 🙂 But I finally worked up the courage to ask her, and she graciously agreed! We are splitting our talk today between my new favorite Corbin’s Bend book (Last Dance for Cadence), and another favorite series from her, Masters of the Castle in order to compare and contrast my favorite series. Hope you enjoy!

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(quick update: I just read her new Corbin’s Bend Book, Last Dance for Cadence, and loved it! It was amazing!!! Definitely pick up your copy today. You won’t be disappointed. 🙂 ) (Here is my review of the book. 🙂 )

Katherine Deane:  I have probably mentioned this a few times already, but I love your work, and am super stoked about the release of your latest book, #8 in the Corbin’s Bend series, Last Dance for Cadence. How is this different than your Masters of the Castle books? How is it similar?

Maren Smith: Apart from the obvious (that Corbin’s Bend is a series tackled by eight different authors), I really don’t think it is different. In Masters of the Castle, it’s a vacation spot; in Corbin’s Bend, it’s a neighborhood and a way of life. In both places, BDSM and all related activities are viewed as perfectly normal and acceptable. You don’t have to worry about your neighbor calling the cops, or your friends (or spouse) finding out and thinking you’re weird. It feeds that desire everybody has to be accepted for who and what they are, wherever they are. It’s fictional, but you don’t want it to be. By the end of a MotC book, you want to pack your bags and go on vacation. By the end of a Corbin’s Bend book, you want to pack up your house and go live there.

Katherine Deane: Would you say that Corbin’s Bend is more DD, and MoC is more BDSM, D/s?

Maren Smith: Yes, I would, but only by necessity. Some of my Masters do practice DD in their everyday lives. Sam, Marshall and Jackson absolutely do. They are the bosses of their households. Kade is more apt to keep his dominance and her submission in the fun zones. While he won’t hesitate to give Chelsea what she needs when she needs it, he’s more into saving the spankings for sex and good times and talking out the rest. Parker would like to have a DD relationship, but since Sinclair is still freshly plucked from the vanilla world, he hasn’t done more than threatened her with a “real” spanking. In one of the next few books though, he’s going to hit that point where he’s all done issuing threats and their kinky relationship goes all the way into DD. But this isn’t really what the Castle is about. By necessity, the Castle encompasses all parts of BDSM because it is a public vacation resort.

Corbin’s Bend is a neighborhood. It’s all about family and that by it’s very intimacy makes it all about DD.

Katherine Deane: What other sub genres do you write in?

Maren Smith: I write in all kinds of genres. Under erotica, I have ageplay/petplay books, non-con and harder core BDSM stories that I wrote when I was a teenager and so keep it under a separate pen name. I even write mainstream fantasy/sci fi romances. And in the next year, I’ve got a new steampunk series coming out under my spanking pen name. 🙂 I’m excited about that one.

Katherine Deane: Steam punk?  That is going to be awesome! Keep us posted, please. So, what’s your favorite?

Maren Smith: DD. Hands down. It was my first love. It’s how I met my husband and how I live in real life. I like the intimacy of hands, hair brushes, wooden spoons and OTK; a belt being whipped from belt loops and doubled over or having to go outside to cut your own switch; standing in the corner, bending over the bed that under any other circumstance you might be making love in but over which your spouse is now going to discipline you…these are my favorite fantasy scenarios.

Katherine Deane: Mmmm, you are speaking my language so perfectly.I love the intimacy of DD also. Let’s talk about flawed characters for a moment. I love that your characters are imperfect. It makes them seem realistic, which as odd as it sounds with my escapism attempts in these books, I really look forward to that fine line of realism.

Maren Smith: I love flawed characters too. I love them because they feel more real to me. Nobody is perfect and they shouldn’t be in books either. Cadence is flawed…She used to be a dancer until she was involved in a car accident that shattered both her knees. Now that part of her life is over and it’s everything she can do just to get through a day without falling. Kade was flawed, but in different ways. He was self-medicating his increasing dissatisfaction with Castle life by embarking on one one-night-stand after another after another after…ad nauseum.

Katherine Deane: Do you really try out everything you write about?

Maren Smith: Yes, I do. If I’m going to put my character through it, I want to know what it feels like. It’s not until you actually do it that you realize the process by which it happens and how it really feels. I’m scared to death of electricity. Electricity is magical, it lives in walls, and it will kill you. My mother told me that, and an error in childhood judgment and a bobbypin forever cemented in my brain that she was right. I’ve never gotten over that fear, but when I thought about doing a violet wand scene in Kaylee’s Keeper, I approached a dominant at my local munch, told him I was scared to death and asked him to show me how it works. That first time, he just had me touch the different nodes to see how each one felt and get used to the idea. I’ve since had three violent wand scenes. It’s not for me, but I’ve still done it.

The same with flogging, although with completely different results. I love spanking. The idea of being hit anywhere but the butt, however, was my biggest turn off for years. Then I decided to do a flogging scene in Saving Sara. I absolutely knew I was going to hate it, but I got on the cross over the course of a few months I did it three times with three different doms so I could get a range of experiences. And I found out, that flogging is actually very erotic, cathartic and a lot of fun. I still love spanking, but I’ll hop up on the cross any time.

So yes, if there is a scene in my book, I’ve done it. Three times, in fact. Because three times is what it takes to get a good range of experiences and sensations.  If it’s just mentioned in passing, I probably haven’t done it. Yet.

Katherine Deane: That is so awesome! You are really are dedicated to your craft! I have so many other questions for you, but will need to hold them for another day. 🙂

Thanks for chatting with me so openly about your writing and your different books. I loved Last Dance For Cadence, and am looking forward to your next one!!

Maren Smith: Thanks so much for doing this, Katherine. 🙂 Yay! I got interviewed!

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This is a great excerpt! Cadence is about to receive her first chastisement from Marcus.

Coming into the room behind her, Marcus closed and then locked the door. Without a word, he took the cane away from her, laying it down upon his desk before clamping his warm hand onto the back of her neck. Careful not to propel any faster than she could move, he marched her into the nearest corner. Or rather, because the actual corner was taken up by a coat rack, he parked her next to it with her nose positioned not two inches from the anatomy poster hanging on the wall. She was so startled, all she could do was stare in shock at the musculature of the human body, while behind her, in soft and serious tones, Marcus said, “You are their nanny, but I am their father. Don’t ever countermand my authority in front of them again, is that clear?”

“I wasn’t—” She stopped with a start when he shifted his grip from her neck to her shoulder.

“Do you want to get your bag and return to Venia’s?” he asked, his question every bit as firm as a demand.

Although he didn’t actually say it, Cadence knew what he was really asking. An explosion of phantom sensations shot up the backs of her thighs and spread out like a wave across her bottom.

Was he going to spank her? Right now? She was a grown woman. This could not be happening! And why did this feel like excitement rather than anger or dread? She wasn’t excited by this, the prospect of his hand clapping hard down across her bottom. Surely not!

“No,” she said, her throat so tight that it came out raspy and hoarse.

He swatted her, sending an entirely different and anything but phantom explosion of sensation biting into the round curve of her right buttock. The impact jolted out her hips and buckled her knees. She caught the wall at the same time Marcus caught her.

“Steady,” he said, soft and calm, a tone that was at complete odds with the force that had been behind that breath-taking swat.

Cadence hugged the wall, holding herself as steady as she could, her legs shaking under her in a way that had absolutely nothing—nothing at all—to do with her messed up knees. And it wasn’t over yet. How could it not be over? Her brain scrambled to make sense of it when he shifted his hold on her, wrapping one strong arm around her waist to help hold her, positioning his body to bolster her own before continuing. His hand clapped hard across her left bottom cheek, not once now but twice. She lost her composure to a yelp, more startlement than pain, when the fourth and last spank bounced back off her right side, and suddenly everything fell very silent and very still.

Her heart was a thundering storm inside her chest.

His heart was steady and calm. She knew because she could feel its heady beat where her shoulder pressed against his chest. It was like being hugged by a furnace. Everywhere he touched her burned.

His spanking hand came to rest at the small of her back. She had never been so intensely aware of how close a man was to touching her bottom, not ever before in her life.

In that calm, no-nonsense voice of his, Marcus said, “Don’t ever countermand my authority in front of my children again, is that clear?”

“Yes, sir.” The response was as instantaneous as it was startling to hear. Those servile words simply fell right out of her mouth, as if she said them all the time. Up until this exact moment, she hadn’t thought once about giving Marcus that kind of deference. But it came out so naturally and filled up the situation between them with such earth-shaking significance that she didn’t know if it were even possible to take them back again.

“Can you hold yourself up?”

She nodded, but she honestly didn’t know what would happen when he let her go. “I’m fine,” she whispered. “I’m fine.”

His fingers trailed right up her spine, and a long, slow shiver followed with it. When he reached her shoulder, he gave it a comforting squeeze. She didn’t know how to reconcile that kind of comfort with what he’d just done. There were a lot of things she didn’t know just then.

Marcus let her go. Assuming he was going to leave her there, she didn’t turn around. But a half second later, she startled all over again when she heard the soft thump and felt the slight bump of a wooden chair tucking right up behind her.

“Hold still,” he said, as he reached around her waist. And Cadence did. She held perfectly still, even as the incredible shock of what he was doing bounced through her mind all over again.

She felt the button at her pants release, heard the metal teeth of her zipper clicking down its track and still she couldn’t believe he was stripping her out of her jeans even when he tugged, shucking them straight down her thighs. Her underwear followed, leaving her entire backend chilling in the very sudden, breezy absence of cover.

“Sit,” he told her.

Her knees buckled when she tried, and Cadence more collapsed onto the chair he’d positioned behind her.

“Naughty bottom on the seat,” he said, before tapping an invisible spot on the wall directly in front of her. “Nose right here.”

Did he mean that figuratively or…?

Cadence bent uncertainly, but he didn’t correct her, not even when she touched the tip of her nose to the off-white paint of the wall.

“You have five minutes of timeout. I’ll come and get you when you’re done. If you come out of this corner before then, I will put you over my knee and I will spank you for real.”

That hadn’t been real? “Did you hear me?”

“Yes, sir,” she said again.

 

Last dance for cadence

 

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Spanking A-Z Challenge, M: Maren Smith, Monty Python, and Men in Tights

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I bet you’re wondering what all of these M’s have in common, since I am using them for my “M” post today, hehe. 🙂

Well, they all make me smile; they make me giggle uncontrollably, and sometimes, they make me say, “OMG, I can’t believe they said THAT!”

These are a few of my favorite M’s.

First, the mighty Maren. Oh, btw, I have not asked her permission (or warned her) to use her today, so if you see my title changed later to monkey or something else abstract, you will know why. 🙂

Ok, mighty Maren.

Holy crap, if there were enough time and words (and I am honestly before my first cup of coffee right now, so bear with me. 🙂 ), I could talk all about all the awesome books she has written. I think I love them all! She makes me laugh with her witty character dialogue. She is so good at entertaining without becoming downright slapstick or silly.

On the flip side of the laughter. My all time favorite book by her. I mean ALL TIME! (and I have a lot of favorites!). My most favorite book by her (and one of my most favorites ever) is one that did not make me laugh; was not humorous; and did not even use her name.

Incubus Moon, written by her other author name, Penny Alley, was freaking AMAZING! Borderline horror, adventure, paranormal, hot, hot hot sex, romance, succubus, incubus, and an ultra hot bad boy. I cannot say enough about this book. It did not make me laugh. But it brought my fantasies to life! Phew! Like I said, I love Maren. 🙂

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* Ok, on to my other favorites 🙂

Monty Python Search for the Holy Grail, is one of my favorite movies! It is just so stinking funny, and silly, but not slapstick like The Three Stooges (whom I do NOT like).

Come on, whenever you get a bunch of guys dancing and singing and banging coconuts together while pretending to ride horses…

Then there’s the young prince who keeps trying to break into song, during his arranged marriage, much to the chagrin of his father.

And my favorite part, the Castle Anthrax. Young women between the ages of 16 and 19 1/2 who have nothing to do but bathe, dress, undress, and knit exciting underwear. 🙂

The naughy Zoot lights the grail shaped beacon and tries to talk Sir Gallahad (the chaste) to join them for spankings and oral sex.

Poor guy. 🙂

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And finally. My favorite musical number from one of my favorite silly movies. Robin Hood Men in Tights. Oh my, That Mel Brooks is a character! I have a lot of favorites from him. But to re-write Robin Hood into this funny spoof, and then to include a comedic score where all the men line up for a hilarious dance number; GENIUS!

It’s one of my “Go To” s whenever I am feeling down.

Here y’a go. 🙂

Hopefully this makes you laugh as well. 🙂

Ok, that’s it for today. My favorite M’s that entertain me, and sometimes, make me laugh so hard I almost pee my pants. 🙂

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