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Author Spotlight: Katie Douglas

Her Cyborg Daddy

Blurb:

Zanthia is well-trained in the art of diplomacy, but she quickly finds herself in way over her head when she is assigned as the liaison for Unit 7090 Mark III, also known as Mark. The stunningly handsome, impossibly virile cyborg ambassador from an AI civilization has plans for his first encounter with a woman, and those plans include making Zanthia call him daddy, spanking her bare bottom when she is naughty, and enjoying her beautiful body in any way he pleases.

Though she is shocked by Mark’s demands, Zanthia soon finds herself quivering with desperate, shameful desire as she is stripped naked, restrained to an exam table, and brought to one helpless, blushing climax after another. That is only the beginning of her ordeal, and over the coming days Zanthia learns what it means to belong to a daddy who will not hesitate to explore even the most intimate and embarrassing of his little girl’s needs. But when Mark brings Zanthia with him to his world, will the arrival of a biological lifeform throw his civilization into chaos?

Publisher’s Note: Her Cyborg Daddy is a stand-alone book which is the third entry in the Twenty-Fourth Century Daddies series. It includes spankings, sexual scenes, and age play. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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“Hold your cheeks apart,” he reiterated. With a sigh, Zanthia reached back and grabbed the mounds of flesh then pulled them open, displaying herself to him in the most humiliating way imaginable.

“Don’t let go of your bottom, young lady, or you will find yourself with an even longer, harder punishment.”

His hand swatted her tender bottom flesh and she squeaked as the sharper pain radiated through her delicate valley. “You are very wet again, Zanthia. Does the idea of having your bottom hole punished arouse you?”

She didn’t reply until a much harder swat landed right on her rosebud, filling the inside of her naughtiest tunnel with tingles.

“Yes. It does,” she told him, feeling her cheeks heat up as she said it.

“Then I’d better do it very thoroughly, to ensure you know exactly what you won’t get if you don’t answer my questions in the future.” Damn him, why did he always manage to play her like a fiddle?

About the author:

Katie Douglas is a number one bestselling author of romance and erotica. Katie is an incorrigible romantic and her books reflect that. Especially the incorrigible part. In her spare time she likes to run headfirst into impossible projects, especially if those projects involve travel and good food. Her other love is shoe shopping. She is currently masquerading as a librarian by day. Although, given that she lives in China, her day is probably night time where you are. So maybe she’s moonlighting as a librarian.

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Author Spotlight: Jaye Peaches and Her High Judge

Chosen by the High Judge

Zara’s punishment isn’t tough, unless you’re a human.

Blurb:

After twenty-year-old Zara Webb is arrested for delinquent behavior while living as an exchange student in an alien colony, she is placed into the custody of High Judge Galen Hosta. For the duration of her sentence, she will live in Galen’s home and under his authority, and the stern, handsome warrior will have the right not only to punish her in any way he sees fit, but also to take her to his bed and enjoy her beautiful body in any way he pleases.

Within moments of her sentence being pronounced, Zara finds herself over Galen’s lap for a painful, embarrassing bare-bottom spanking. But when she kneels at his feet, blushing crimson as she is made to thank him for her well-deserved punishment in the most humiliating way possible, she cannot hide her helpless arousal.

Over the coming days, Zara discovers that Galen’s mastery of her body will be far more thorough than she would have thought possible, yet even as she is brought to one intense, shameful climax after another, her need for him only grows stronger. But when her sentence is complete and she is no longer his prisoner, will she choose to stay by his side as his mate?

Publisher’s Note: Chosen by the High Judge is a stand-alone book set in the same world as Chosen by the Governor. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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He reached between her legs with finger and thumb and touched each side of her folds. With a surprising gentleness he drew them apart and exposed her pussy.

“You’re wet,” he said softly, leaning toward her.

Wet! She couldn’t be. How could she be that aroused?

“Just a little,” he clarified. “We can work on that.”

He slid his fingers toward the apex of her mound and stroked down, so he could feel the new smoothness created by Bisma’s careful shaving. She inhaled sharply. Such a tender, almost sweet touch. Butterflies stormed in her belly.

“Now, this,” he said. The tip of his finger lifted aside the clitoral hood. A zap of pleasure shot out from where he was touching.

“Remarkable. So sensitive. So responsive.” He leaned closer again and blew on it.

The cool air bloomed over her clit and she jerked, not with displeasure, but sheer delight. The wisp of his breath electrified her. She wanted him to do it again. And again.

He chuckled. “This I will come to know well, starting today. I promised you a reward, did I not, Zara? A reward for sucking my cock like a good prisoner. I want to you to appreciate I can be a kind master if you obey me.” He circled her nub with his finger, round and round, and each time he completed a circle, he blew on her clit.

Zara’s legs were wobbling once more. She couldn’t help it. “Oh, sir,” she panted.

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I’m an author of erotic D/s romances including Amazon bestsellers. All my books contain an element of BDSM, spankings or erotic games of sensual exploration. If you desire a little thrill, something to entice, then please take the time to read one of my books. Thank you!

When not writing, I’m busy spending time with my family, sometimes drawing, cat watching and if good weather allows, which being England is never often enough, I’m pulling up the weeds in my garden.

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Author Spotlight – Sara Fields

Her Alien Doctors

Blurb:

After nineteen-year-old Jenny Monroe is caught stealing from the home of a powerful politician, she is sent to a special prison in deep space to be trained for her future role as an alien’s bride.

Despite the public bare-bottom spanking she receives upon her arrival at the detention center, Jenny remains defiant, and before long she earns herself a trip to the notorious medical wing of the facility. Once there, Jenny quickly discovers that a sore bottom will now be the least of her worries, and soon enough she is naked, restrained, and shamefully on display as three stern, handsome alien doctors examine and correct her in the most humiliating ways imaginable.

The doctors are experts in the treatment of naughty young women, and as Jenny is brought ever closer to the edge of a shattering climax only to be denied again and again, she finds herself begging to be taken in any way they please. But will her captors be content to give Jenny up once her punishment is over, or will they decide to make her their own and master her completely?

Publisher’s Note: Her Alien Doctors is the second book in the Captive Brides series. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Excerpt

She hardly even noticed her punishment had ended, her bottom was so hot. Within seconds, Sean released her legs and gathered her in his arms. He brought her head to her chest. Placing a kiss on her forehead, he held her tight.

“It’s okay, baby girl. It’s all over. You’re my good girl now.”

His voice was soothing and calm and held a hint of pride. He ran his hands up and down her back in almost a featherlike touch. Being held close to him made her feel safe and sound. Cuddling closer to him, she laid her head on his shoulder as her tears began to dry. After a long moment, he resituated her on his lap and brushed his thumbs across her cheeks to capture any residual wetness from her tears.

His eyes were warm as he gazed at her, soft and no longer stern. He pressed his lips to her forehead again and she couldn’t help but smile a little. His gentleness surprised her, yet made her feel completely cared for.

“Forgive me, Daddy?” she asked quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. It should feel weird to call him that, but it didn’t. Instead, it felt strangely right and deep inside her, her heart softened.

“Of course, sweetheart. Consider the whole thing forgotten.”

“My bottom hurts,” she pouted. When she saw him smirk a little, her pout deepened.

“Meanie,” she teased.

“Just for you, naughty little girl,” he goaded right back, his smile growing larger by the second.

“Come now, let me put some lotion on that red backside and get you back to bed for the night. Tomorrow you’ll start your training and you’re going to need to be very well rested.”

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Sara is an author specializing in erotic spanking romance, who spends the day doing science, and writes by night. She has been on the spanking scene for many years, and has experienced all different types of spankings, from sensual, to fun, to punishments, including all of the implements she writes about!  Sara finally decided to branch out and write some hot spanking fiction, so she could share the sexy fantasies that happen deep in the recesses of her creative mind.

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Author Spotlight – Sterling Scott and Sahalie Blue

Under the Violet Crown
Passion Quest Book 2

Mythology becomes truth

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Dr. Julie Patterson is an Alien Anthropologist. She is on a quest to bring peace to the Galaxy.

Julie and her scientific team are aboard the starship Kart Wilhelm, orbiting the planet Maia-3 with its population of Bronze Age humanoids. Their mission is to redirect the focus of the war-like beings to become successful trading partners. To accomplish this goal, the invading scientists kidnap key individuals and implant new ideals of peace and freedom into their brains.

A native of Maia-3, Iva is a member of the wealthy and deeply spiritual Violet Crown family. Following the custom of her people, her father arranges a marriage to the mathematician, Archmed. Although Iva is an influential citizen, her marriage is only for producing children. However, she longs for true love with her husband. She wants him to reject the concubines he uses for pleasure and lie with her alone.

One night, the scientists seize Iva and Archmed. Iva mistakes them for the gods. Remembering the experience, she has a plan to capture her husband’s love.

The best laid plans of scientists and natives go awry. Following their long voyage through hyperspace, the starship’s crew is distracted by the amorous, scantily-clad natives on the warm, inviting planet. Combining business with pleasure creates problems for Julie’s objective. Meanwhile, Iva is kidnapped by a sinister native bent on having her as his wife. The
fledgling unity on Maia-3 is shattered.

Can Julie and her lover, Marine Lt. Harold Hunter, restore discipline to the ship and bring peace to the natives? And what is Dr. Patterson’s secret mission?

This sexy, spanky, romantic romp in outer space is a sequel to “Love on a Forbidden Planet”, but it can be read as a stand-alone novel.

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After about an hour with no progress, Evan frowned and issued an ultimatum. “If you don’t get started right now, I’m going to call Mrs. Hazelton in here. Maybe she can provide the proper ‘motivation’.”

“What? Who are you to boss me around?”

“I’ve been assigned to work with you on this project. You are wasting my time. I think a spanking might be just what you need to get your mind focused back on your work.”

Evan pulled Naveen out of her chair and started to walk toward the door, dragging her behind him.

“NO! Please, Evan, no. Let me go. I promise I will start working right now,” she begged.

He stopped before the door. “Too late for that. You’ve procrastinated long enough. However, I’ll make you a deal. Instead of Mrs. Hazelton spanking you, how about I do it?”

Her mouth dropped. “You can’t be serious.”

He crossed his arms and stared at her. “I’m quite serious.”

She tried to scoot around him to leave, but he caught her by the upper arm. “Oh, no, you don’t,” he said and dragged her to his chair. He sat down and immediately plopped her over his lap, lifting her gown to expose her bottom. He massaged it for a moment, and then started spanking in earnest.

Naveen struggled to slide off Evan’s lap, but he held her waist firmly. He proceeded to spank her soundly, working up a good rhythm with his hand. He smacked her left cheek. Then, he smacked her right. Then, he spanked her middle crease from top to bottom. Naveen squirmed, cried and begged Evan to stop, but to no avail. She finally succumbed to her fate and realized she was going nowhere fast.

Evan lectured as he rained hard swats down on her defenseless fanny. “Here’s what’s going to happen, young lady. You are going to design the slave-girl costume without panties. You are going to model it for me. And then, you are going to dance for me. After that, we are going to get naked and go to bed. We will make love until we are exhausted. If you don’t do any of these things, I will paddle you until you can’t sit down for a week. Now, what’s your answer going to be?”

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Sterling Scott writes of his imagined adventures within the backdrop of actual historical events. While some of his stories are more fictional than others, he likes to entwine real events into a new version of how it should have happened. Additionally, he includes experiences from his life and those friends who have shared events with him.

When not writing, Sterling travels the highways and visits his children. He spends a lot of time playing with his first grandchild.

Sahalie Blue was born and raised in the Midwestern US along the shores of Lake Michigan. She now lives in the Pacific Northwest, treasuring the great outdoors of her new home.

Sahalie loves hiking in the region’s majestic Cascade Mountains, dense mossy forests and sagebrush-filled deserts. Her revered, special place is Sahalie Falls, a roaring waterfall that pounds the McKenzie River into a rainbowed mist.

She’s been married for several years to a computer guy who loves to tell jokes. She appreciates laugh-out-loud moments. She enjoys reading just about anything, but mysteries, romances, and science fiction are her favorites. She is passionate about expressing her thoughts and feelings in her writing.

Author Spotlight- Ashe Barker #NEBT

Salvaged; shared; theirs.

The last surviving member of her species, alone, scared, she needs a reason to live

Excerpt:

Luca continues to hold me, but Sylvan peels his body away from mine. I hear him, his footsteps, the rustle of clothing. He is undressing, and despite my apprehension curiosity overwhelms me. I have viewed images, naturally, but I have never seen a male unclothed, not in the flesh. I turn to watch him over my shoulder.

“Come around to this side,” suggests Luca. “She needs a decent view.”

I appreciate his concern for my comfort. Sylvan obligingly moves around to stand in front of me and I watch with avid interest as he removes his tunic. The sharp contours and rippling musculature of his upper body fascinate me. His hair is a pale colour; it reminds me of the subtle pastel shades of the floral plant life that used to thrive on Fyorli and that now exist only in our databanks. More of this soft, curling hair is sprinkled across his wide chest, disappearing like an arrow down beneath his pants. I wonder if he might allow me to touch it, to trail my fingers through the softness. That thought evaporates when Sylvan pulls off his pants and I am treated to my first view of his cock.

I believed I knew what to expect, but I was wrong. I gasp, my disappointment a bitter, acrid taste on my tongue. This will not work. Human males and Fyorlian females are simply not compatible. He is… huge. He will not fit inside me, it is impossible.

“Llianna, are you all right?” Luca murmurs in my ear. “It’s okay, we can take this as slow as you need.”

I shake my head. “I cannot. It is just too, too…”

“Too what?” presses Luca.

“Too big,” I whisper as I bury my face in his chest again. “It is much too big.”

Both males chuckle, but they seem not to grasp the truth of my words. Do they not have eyes? Can they not see the problem here? It is simple physics, surely.

“Trust us, this is going to be just fine.”

Luca’s assurance utterly fails to convince me. I shall just have to manage, somehow. The phase will pass, eventually. I shake my head and cling to Luca.

“Llianna, I’m going to roll you onto your back. It’ll be easier for you that way.”

“No, no, please, do not do this.”

“Honey, nothing’s going to happen if you don’t want it. We’re just asking you to trust us and give this a try.”

“Human females must be bigger than Fyorlians,” I protest. Can they not work this out for themselves? Did they know all along?

“No, they aren’t, not especially. We’ll go slow. It may be tight, but you will manage this. I promise.”

His voice is low, soothing, and very determined. He has never lied to me before, neither of these males has, but what Luca is suggesting is quite impossible. Despite the evidence of my own eyes, I do want to believe him. I want to trust him, trust them. My pussy clenches viciously, and I realise I have little choice, really. What is the alternative?

“You will stop, if I ask you to?”

“Absolutely,” affirms Luca.

Sylvan echoes his promise, and the bed dips again as he re-joins us. “Very, very slow, and lots of lube, if you need it, but I doubt if you will. Are you ready to turn over now?”

I gulp, pause for a moment to consider that suggestion, then I manage another nod.

Luca is gentle as he rearranges me on my back. He is behind me, leaning against the pillows at the head of the bed and he pulls me back into his arms. “Lift your hands up, honey, and put them behind my head.”

I do as he asks, the position lifting my breasts as though presenting them for inspection. Sylvan kneels in front of me, and his green gaze is warm, admiring. I feel good, in spite of my anxiety at what is about to happen.

“Gorgeous tits, don’t you agree?” Luca reaches around me to cup my breasts and presses them together. They fill his hands, my stiff nipples poking between his fingers as he squeezes.

“First thing I noticed, after that luscious arse.” Sylvan moves forward, lifting his gaze from my breasts to my face. “I hope it’s still pleasantly sore.”

“It is sore, certainly,” I assure him. The slight quiver in my voice owes much to the trepidation I still feel, but now there is something else too, something warm and pleasant starting to unfurl low down in my abdomen.

“Good. So, Llianna, you’re a virgin, yes? I know there were no males on board the Renascient.”

“That is correct.”

“Okay…”

“But, I do know what is to happen. I have read about it and spoken to other females, older than I, and I understand. That is why I am concerned that, that—”

“Spread your legs, Llianna.”

 

Blurb

 When they board a derelict spacecraft in search of valuable scrap metal, the last thing Luca and Sylvan expect is to stumble upon a beautiful, naked woman in need of medical assistance. Despite her protests, they bring her back to their ship, treat her illness, and take it upon themselves to look after her.

 After she contracted the virus that wiped out her people and killed everyone else on her ship, Llianna didn’t expect to survive, and she is shocked when she awakens from a comatose state with two men standing over her. Once she regains her health, however, she is horrified to realize that she is about to enter her fertile period, a uniquely vulnerable time for females of her species.

 Knowing that she will end up begging Luca and Sylvan to take her in any way they please if she doesn’t act quickly, she flees in her partially-repaired ship, only to be caught, stripped bare, and spanked soundly. The stern punishment leaves her desire burning even more fiercely, and soon she is writhing in ecstasy as her handsome rescuers claim her hard and thoroughly.

 Though Luca and Sylvan make it clear that she is free to go once her ship is finally fully operational again, Llianna finds herself yearning to belong to them completely, and as she learns to submit to their firm, loving dominance, her passion for them grows more intense with each passing day. But when she discovers that she is not the last of her kind after all, will she leave the men she loves to live amongst her own people?

Publisher’s Note: Theirs: Found and Claimed includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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About Ashe Barker

USA Today Bestselling author Ashe Barker writes erotic romance and spanking romance in a variety of genres including contemporary, BDSM, paranormal, historical. ménage, gay romance and time travel. She is a #1 Amazon Bestseller and all her stories feature hot alpha males and sassy submissives, often with a lot to learn. Kink abounds, and there’s enough dirty talk to satisfy the most demanding smut lover. However dark and dirty the setting, love always emerges triumphant, and her stories never fail to deliver a satisfying happy ever after.

 

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Sara Fields brings her sexy alien commander!

Holy cow, I loved the first two books in Sara Fields’ series, so I know this one is going to be awesome. Here’s the link to my review. 🙂 And here’s the cool stuff from Sara!

Excerpt:

“You know me well already. If I have my way, this gorgeous bottom of yours will always be a pretty shade of red. What do you think of that?”

“Wes!”

“Nope, I don’t think that’s how you’re supposed to refer to me now, is it?”

“Owww! It hurts!”

“It’s a spanking. It’s supposed to hurt.”

His hand felt like a paddle, it was so large that it covered an entire side of her bottom with every swat. Her blood began to boil, the pain of his spanks igniting something deep in her core. She panted and whined as he continued her punishment.

“Wes, please!”

“Do I need a paddle to remind you what the correct way to address me is, Olivia?”

“No! No paddle, please, master!”

The spanks lighting her bottom on fire suddenly stopped, and his finger lingered on the space between her thighs. She groaned as his fingers glided over her obvious arousal, and she gasped when his hand clapped over her pussy in a mark of ownership that heated her body to new levels. The sound of his palm slapping against her dampness caused her entire body to flush in embarrassment. Wes smiled darkly as he pulled his hand away, leaving her breathy and wanting more, even after the events of the morning they had just shared.

 

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Blurb:

 

Though Olivia is grateful to be alive after she is rescued from a terrible tyrant and brought to the planet Terranovum, she is none too pleased when she learns that she is to be auctioned as a slave to the highest bidder. But before she can be sold, she must be trained, and the man who will train her is none other than the commander of the king’s army.

Wes has tamed many human slaves and when Olivia resists his efforts to bathe her in preparation for her initial inspection, he strips the beautiful, feisty girl bare and spanks her soundly. The stern chastisement leaves Olivia tearful and repentant yet undeniably aroused, and Wes starts her lessons in submission by making her beg him shamefully for the release her body needs so badly.

Once she has been thoroughly and intimately examined, Olivia’s training begins in earnest, and Wes takes her to his bed to teach her what it means to surrender her body to a dominant man. But try as he might, he cannot bring himself to see Olivia as just another slave. She touches his heart in a way he thought nothing could, and with each passing day he grows more certain that he must claim her as his own. But with war breaking out across Terranovum, can Wes protect both his world and his woman?

Publisher’s Note: A Gift for the Commander is the third book of the Terranovum Brides trilogy, which began with A Gift for the King and continued with A Gift for the Doctor. It is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, medical play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

 

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Sara is an author specializing in erotic spanking romance, who spends the day doing science, and writes by night. She has been on the spanking scene for many years, and has experienced all different types of spankings, from sensual, to fun, to punishments, including all of the implements she writes about! Sara finally decided to branch out and write some hot spanking fiction, so she could share the sexy fantasies that happen deep in the recesses of her creative mind.

 

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Author Spotlight – Ava Sinclair visits with a sexy, new Sci-Fi

Ava Sinclair is visiting today with a hot, new erotic sci fi. It’s heating up the charts, and is in two top 50 categories on Amazon. 🙂

Excerpt:

“Today,” he said, “I teach you control.”

Her heart was pounding. What did he mean? He was completely silent as he loomed over her, but then a finger dropped to her collarbone and trailed lightly down her skin, and something in so light a touch from so huge a man caused a shudder to run through Phaedra’s small body. When that finger reached her breast, the tip of it circled the areola, sending tiny goosebumps of flesh on her skin and causing her nipple to harden almost painfully.

She could feel the wetness starting to form between her legs as his finger now circled the other nipple. Phaedra scrunched her eyes shut tight and squeezed her thighs together, as if that could stop the throbbing of her pussy. When she opened her eyes, she could see Bron looking down at those clamped thighs, and when he drug his gaze up to hers, she could tell he knew her body was already betraying her. The corner of his mouth was curved up in a knowing smirk, and at that moment Phaedra’s anger flared.

“NO!” She began to pull against the restraints, to kick her legs, to arch away from Bron while calling him every vile name she could think of. And he —the beast!— was perfectly calm as he caught her, turned her over, clutched her by the waist, raised her ass and began to spank her with hard, heavy blows.

“OWWWW!” Her protests and profanities turned to sobs and pleas as her captor’s hard hand fell and fell and fell. He did not spank her quickly, but methodically, carefully timing the blows and letting her whimper in expectation of each one. He was suspending her in a full state of helplessness, forcing her to connect with it.

Where the other spanking had been corrective, this one sent a message: I have all the time in the world to spank your bottom. And there’s nothing you can do to stop me.

The burn of the spanks went subdermal. Her bottom felt as if it were throbbing. Each spank echoed through the room. When Phaedra looked back in one frantic, pain-filled moment, she could see Bron staring between her kicking legs. This made her wail even louder, for she knew what he saw—an exposed pussy glistening wet with need.

“Please!” Her voice was hoarse now, and she could barely expel the word. Bron was rubbing her sore bottom, his hand inflaming the burning surface with each pass. For good measure, he squeezed a punished cheek before wordlessly turning her back over. Her bottom was so tender that Phaedra arched away from the bed, but when Bron placed a hand on her pelvis, his expression was so serious that she dropped her pulsing haunches to the mattress, tears of defeat leaking from her eyes.

“Again.” It was a single word that marked Bron’s intention of resuming his lesson, as if the spanking were merely a trivial interruption. His finger went back to her nipples, circling one and then the other. And despite the discomfort in her bottom, Phaedra’s pussy once again clenched hungrily. She did not shut her legs this time; there was, she decided, no use trying to hide what he could so easily reveal.

The finger moved between her breasts, trailing down and down and down past her navel to the crest of her Venus mound to the top of the deep cleft of her pussy. He ordered her to spread her legs wide, and after weighing the cost of disobedience, Phaedra obeyed, focusing on the ornate tiles of the high ceilings for want of distraction.

But there was no distraction great enough to draw her attention away from what he did next. Bron parted Phaedra’s labia with two large fingers and touched the little gold shield that covered her clitoris. It all but melted away under his finger, and when the air hit that little nub of flesh, she felt it pulse and swell and throb.

“You’ve drugged me.” She looked at him accusingly, unwilling to admit that her arousal was a natural reaction, given her situation.

“I’ve no need to drug a female.”

“You’ve drugged me.” Phaedra’s tone was insistent, angry. “Why are you making me act like this?” She moved her hips, desperate to dislodge the finger that was now moving on that sensitive little pearl in maddening circles.

He laughed. “Oh, little human. You seek to keep your dignity by denying the truth. You need no drugging. You are under the sway of your own natural desires. You cannot control your passion, whether it be the desires of your body or your urge to unleash your tongue when you should remain silent.” He paused as his finger moved up and down, and Phaedra moaned. “You must learn to curb your passions.”

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Blurb:

General Augustus Bron, Commander of the Traoian Iron Guard, has never approved of the practice of capturing human women and training them to serve the rich and powerful of his world. He knows, however, that success in politics is all but impossible without the social status granted by ownership of a human pet, and with his planet in desperate need of new leadership he sees little choice but to obtain one for himself.

When she pieces together a connection between five missing women, reporter Phaedra Ellis knows she is onto something big, but before she can go public with her story she is taken from her apartment in the middle of the night and brought to a facility unlike anything she has ever seen before. To her shock, Phaedra is informed that she is no longer on Earth, and more disturbing still, she is now the property of a huge, powerful alien warrior who will not hesitate to bare her bottom and spank her soundly should she dare to disobey him.

After an intimate, deeply humiliating medical examination confirms her suitability as a pet, Bron begins Phaedra’s training. Though taming her will require a firm hand and punishments much more shameful than a mere spanking may be necessary from time to time, he has no doubt that he is up to the task. But despite his efforts to remain stoic, his beautiful little human has soon claimed a place in his heart. When Bron’s enemies seek to use his growing love for Phaedra against him, can the battle-hardened soldier find a way to protect both his planet and his pet?

Publisher’s Note: The Alien’s Captive is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, medical play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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About the author:

Once upon a time, there was a young woman who found the only way to get her kinky reading fix was to haunt questionable sections of the bookstore and – when no one was looking – snatch up a copy of “Penthouse Letters”, which she proceeded to hide inside a magazine for camouflage.

She was a nice southern girl then, and nice southern girls didn’t read stories she craved – stories of domination and correction and surrender. Or, at least, they didn’t own to it.

Oh, how times have changed. No longer a young woman, Ava Sinclair is pleased to live in an exciting time when all manner of erotica is available at the click of a button. And she’s so very proud to be one of the writers her younger self would have wanted to read.

From her beginnings as a contributor to the first online purveyor of female erotica, Bethany’s Woodshed, Ava Sinclair went on to not only write but to become an executive editor in the industry. In 2015, she returned to writing fulltime when she published “Marshal’s Little Girl” with Stormy Night Publications. That book led to a string of a dozen bestsellers, nine of which became #1 Amazon bestsellers.

From alien worlds to western towns to windswept Highlands to shadowy government institutes where women are taken for training, Ava enjoys creating detailed worlds and crafting believable plots that frame sizzling scenes of sex and domination her readers have come to love.

She resides in the green hills of southern Virginia with her family, an indecent number of cats, her little dog and an Eagle Owl named Lucius. When she’s not writing, she can be found reading, scouring antique shops for vintage teacups, or riding her horses.