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Maggie Carpenter brings her hot cowboy!

This one is totally on my TBR list now after reading these excerpts. Maggie Carpenter is amazing!

EXCERPT:

Starting up again, he increased the force of the spanking, catching her sensitive sit spot, and landing volleys of hard smacks on the same cheek, continuing to punish her until she was yelping and begging him to stop.

“Have you learned?” he asked solemnly, pausing his hand.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl, callin’ me Sir. That’s good, now go fetch your hairbrush.”

“Ooh, yes, Sir,” she muttered, and with her burning backside making it clear she’d better not argue, she slid off his knees, and clutching her hot skin she walked to the dresser, picked up the brush, and carried it back to him.

“Turn around and let me see you swat yourself four times, real quick and hard, on each cheek, and if I don’t think it’s hard enough, I’ll do myself after you finish.”

“I… uh…”

“You wanna make it five?”

Strangely embarrassed, she pivoted on her feet, and holding the brush behind her, she clenched her teeth and delivered the stinging swats.

“Other side,” he said brusquely, “no waitin’.”

Switching hands, though it was still awkward, she managed it, and the swats were just as fast and hard as the previous four.

“Turn back around.”

Taking a deep breath, she slowly faced him.

“Tell me why I had you do that?” he asked, taking the hairbrush and laying it on the bed.

“I’m not sure, Sir.”

“That’s called justice, and it was for all the times you’ve sassed me or argued or been difficult,” he said, reaching behind her and holding her cheeks. “Your slate is clean now, but from this point on, when you need it, I’ll be spankin’ you, or maybe punishin’ you some other way. If it’s serious, I’ll take my gun belt to your butt, or the reins from your bridle. You’ll be happier for the discipline, but you already know that.”

“I do,” she admitted, nodding her head. “It’s strange, but I do.”

“Come lie with me on the bed,” he said, softening his voice. “You’ll always have lots of love after I’ve chastised you.”

Stretching out on the bed, she curled into his arms, and he moved his hand down to her hot red bottom, gently smoothing it over her scorched skin.

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BLURB

 When hardened gunslinger Tucker Prescott is tasked with bringing law and order back to a town overrun by a gang of criminals, he quickly realizes that his biggest challenge wont be the villainous McGill brothers. The one who will truly put him to the test is Dolly Baker, the beautiful, feisty twenty-two-year-old daughter of the man who hired him.

 From the moment she barges into his cabin uninvited, Tucker knows Dolly is going to be trouble, and it isnt long before she tests his patience one time too many and earns herself a sound spanking. The embarrassing chastisement gets her attention, but it will take quite a bit more than a few smacks on the bottom to teach her obedience, and the more he sees of Dolly, the more Tucker is forced to admit that he would love to be the man to properly tame her.

 Tucker didnt come to Spring Junction to keep a woman in line, however, he came to deal with the McGill brothers and their gang. He has a plan to do just that, but it will depend on his quick wits as much as his quick draw, and despite his best efforts Tucker cant get Dolly off his mind. Can he bring the outlaws to justice and make her his bride before she drives him to distraction?

 Publishers Note: Tuckers Justice is an erotic romance novel that includes sexual scenes and spankings. If such material offends you, please dont buy this book.

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A BIT ABOUT MAGGIE

Male dominance/ female submission. My passion. It is that which I write about, and my alpha-males range from down-home, hunky, spanking cowboys, to fantasy, sword-wielding, warriors, and of course, artful romantic Dominants who don’t need dollars to melt their sweet subs, (even if a few of them have mega-bucks).

There’s a little bit of me in all the stories, and The British Bachelor trilogy is based on a long-distance relationship I had with a British Dominant, James Collier. When he agreed to work with me on I AM A DOMINANT, I was absolutely thrilled. This book is a first-hand account of some of his more interesting experiences, including the amusing, and intriguing story of the first time he had a woman over his lap.

I am an old-fashioned romantic, complete with my own white knight fantasies, so a red rose and heart-felt sentiment is alive and well on the pages of all my novels. If you like to sigh, please, come on in.

Last but not least, I am blessed to share my life with a precious pup, and a gorgeous mare. All creatures great and small also live close to my heart.

 

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The Coach’s Discipline is on Audio!

One year ago, today, I published a very special book. It made me laugh, it made me cry; and most of all, it helped me use fiction to work through some past issues and current desires.

I fell in love with the characters, and still consider it my favorite book.

Okay, I’m biased. But this one will always be special to me. 🙂

Today, I’m celebrating  not only the one year anniversary of publication of The Coach’s Discipline, but also the brand new release of its audio version. (Follow this link to listen to an audio sample)

I have two free copies of the audio version. Just reply below, and I’ll enter you in the drawing.

And here is one of my favorite scenes from the book.

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Self spanking

She giggled. She couldn’t help it. This was kind of unnerving and exciting. “Sorry, what did you say?”

“Naughty young ladies who don’t pay attention, get punished, Claire.” He paused and in a silken voice, emphasizing each word, he said, “Bend. Over. The. Bed.”

She swallowed hard and complied quickly.

“Arms straight, hands reaching for the other end.”

She stretched her arms out, and placed her palms on the top of her pink paisley coverlet. Her breathing felt fast. She wondered if he could hear her.

“Close your eyes, and listen.” He directed and she obeyed.

Crack!

Her eyes flew open, and she choked on a breath. She flinched again, when the loud thud repeated over her phone, right next to her head.

“That is a wooden hairbrush,” he explained casually. “I’m striking my palm, but we are going to pretend this is your naughty bottom.”

Claire mewled and felt her heart rate increase.

“Are your eyes closed?”

“Y-y-yes sir,” she stuttered and clenched her eyelids closed.

Crack! “Are you paying attention now?”

“Yes, sir,” she said in between rapid breaths.

“Pull your pants and panties down right below your cheeks, Claire.”

“Okay.” She yanked her panties down, and got stuck before remembering to grab the waistband of her pants. She finally got them both pulled down, and the cool air rushed to her cheeks and between her legs. Good Lord! The moisture dripping down her thighs gave her a feeling of coolness and heat at the same time.

“Push your butt out – away from the bed. Way out.”

She pressed her bottom out, and arched her back, and licked her lips. She felt so vulnerable. If he was there, he would be able to see everything, every bit of her aching, wet, throbbing, lower body. She trembled with excitement, and told him she was in position.

“Good girl,” he praised. “Stroke your bottom, pat it gently just like I would if I was there right now rewarding you for your obedience.”

Her legs shook as she reached back and patted herself. That word, obedience. It shouldn’t have such an effect on her, but she would worry about that later.

 

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Blurb:

Marathon runner Claire Jacobs has always dreamed of making it to the Olympics, but she has a habit of getting in her own way. With the help of Nick Fox, a legendary coach known for his unconventional techniques, she prepares for one last shot at her dream. Traumatic memories of her experience with her last coach still haunt Claire, though, and in spite of his reputation she finds it hard to trust Nick’s authority.

The more time he spends with Claire, the more Nick finds himself enchanted by her drive and deep commitment to her fellow runners. But when her self-destructive behavior crosses the line, Nick realizes he has only one option to help the woman he has come to care about so much—he will need to give her the first spanking of her life and make sure it is one she will not forget.

Despite his firm discipline, Claire quickly comes to crave Nick’s dominance and direction, and soon he has grown to be much more than just her coach. But when jealousy and misunderstandings threaten to tear the team apart, will she run away as she always has in the past, or can she trust in her newfound love and race toward her goals with an open heart?

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

 

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Sat Spanks – Self Spanking Marathon!

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Spank or Treat 2013 is here at last!

I am very excited to be an Ambassador of the hop this year. To add my own touch of spank or treat fun to the excitement I am giving away TWO gift certificates to Blushing Books!

To enter all you have to do is read my Saturday Spanks post below & reply to the question at the end. To earn an additional entry, you can subscribe to my blog by email which can be found on the right sidebar of my blog. Be sure to confirm your subscription with the confirmation that will be sent to you via email.

Good luck and happy Spank or Treating!

To visit the other participating blogs click here! Don’t forget to visit the other Ambassadors that are hosting their own giveaway as well! 

Corinne Alexander is giving away a paddle from Cane-iac!

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Welcome to the marathon edition of Saturday Spanks!

LOL, we are not running 26.2 miles today. But in honor of the Spank or Treat blog Hop, the submission limit has been increased to 2K.

So I get to share a WHOLE scene with you instead of just 8 sentences.  And it just so happens that my main character is a Marathoner, so if the shoe fits…

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This scene takes place in Claire’s apartment, the evening after her first punishment spanking from Nick.  Claire is confused by her reaction – she liked the effect it had on her, and wants more.   When he calls to check on her, she explains that she misses the feeling that came from being over his knee, and expresses her loneliness.  He suggests a solution to meet her needs.  A self spanking, directed by him over the phone.

Here is the full kinky scene. Hope you enjoy!

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Oh my God. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. This was so sudden, so scary, so unbelievably arousing.  He was going to talk her through her first self spanking.   Even though this would be nothing like having him really there, giving her that look–the one where he raised one eyebrow and tightened his lips–or touching her skin, bringing heat to her bottom, this would be fun. And maybe she would touch herself later to help her get her through the night.

“Are you listening to me, young lady?” His disembodied voice carried from the middle of her bed.  He sounded angry, deadly serious.  If she didn’t know he was playing a role, she would be shaking in her jammies right now.

She couldn’t help giggling. This was kind of unnerving and exciting. “Sorry, what did you say?” she grinned at the phone.

“Naughty young ladies who don’t pay attention, get punished, Claire.” He paused and in a silken voice, emphasizing each word, he said, “Bend. Over. The. Bed.”

She swallowed hard and jumped to comply.

“Arms straight, hands reaching for the other end.”

She stretched out, and placed her palms on the top of her pink paisley coverlet, wondering if he could hear her loud exhales.

“Close your eyes, and listen.” He directed and she obeyed.

CRACK!

Her eyes flew open, and she choked on a breath. She flinched again, when the loud thud repeated over her phone, right next to her head.

“That is a wooden hairbrush,” he explained casually.  “I’m striking my palm, but we are going to pretend this is your naughty bottom.”

Claire mewled and felt her heart rate increase.

“Pull your pants and panties down right below your cheeks, Claire.”

“Ok.” She yanked her panties down, and got stuck before remembering to grab the waist band of her pants. She finally got them both pulled down, and felt the cool air rushing to her cheeks and in between her legs.  Cool moisture dripped down her thighs.

“Straighten your legs, and press your bottom out. Way out.”

She pushed her bottom out, arched her back, and licked her dry lips. She felt so vulnerable. If he was there, he would be able to see everything, every bit of her aching, wet, throbbing lower body.  She trembled with excitement, and told him she was in position.

“Good girl,” he praised. “Stroke your bottom, pat it gently, just like I would if I was there right now rewarding you for your obedience.”

Her legs starting shaking as she reached back and patted herself. That word, obedience. It shouldn’t have that effect on her, but she would worry about that later.

“Now, put your hands back on the bed, and prepare to listen to the first part of your spanking.”

For some reason, the word “spanking” was having a massive effect on her. She hoped he would keep talking like this.

“Close your eyes, and picture me picking up this heavy, wooden hairbrush, preparing to use it on your perfectly white little bottom. It’s not going to stay white for long, young lady.”

She gasped and wiggled her bottom, pretending he was behind her. She could feel his warmth next to her, and hear his deep breaths above her semi-prone position.  She pictured the stern look in his eyes.  She loved this feeling of him dominating her – even though he was miles away.

“I’m going to spank you so long, and so hard, you won’t sit for a week.”  She heard the crack of the brush against his hand, and she jumped.

“Your naughty little bottom is going to be so red and hot, that you’ll have to sleep on your stomach tonight.” Three more loud cracks echoed around her room.

“Naughty!” CRACK!

“…turn you over my knee.” CRACK!

“…Spank you hard.” CRACK!

She moaned and clenched her legs together, rubbing against the ache, loving the sounds, and the way these words made her feel.

“Your turn.”

“Huh?” she was startled out of her reverie.

“It’s time to spank yourself. Or do I need to come over there and show you how it’s done?” he growled over the connection.

She almost fell over, “N-no, Sir.”

He chuckled, and then became stern again, “All right my naughty little woman.  Take the phone, and place it closer to the edge of the bed. I want to hear you spank yourself.  I want to hear the loud smacks against your beautiful ass.  I want to hear, every time you suck in a breath.  I want to hear your groans.”

She groaned accidentally.

He laughed, “Yeah, just like that.”

Her hand shook as she placed her phone next to her, on the edge of the bed.

“Using your right hand, I want you to spank the lower part of your right cheek.  Try it a few times, until you get the hang of it.”

She bit her lip, and raised her right hand.  How hard could it be? Hand to bottom, right? She swiped downward and made weak contact with her bottom. Ok, maybe this was harder than it sounded. She tried again, faring no better the second time.

“This is kind of hard to do,” she apologized, embarrassed that she couldn’t seem to get such an easy task down pat.

“It’s ok. Keep trying. Try ten in a row, aiming for the same spot on your bottom.”

“Ok.”

She finally got it figured out on the fifth swat, and listened to the loud, satisfying sound swats 6-10 made. Then the heat started to build up.

“Good girl.  Are your slippers by your bed?”

“Uh ha.” She caught her breath. Spanking was a lot of work.

“Pick one up in your right hand, and try a few rounds of five.”

The slippers had a much bigger impact than her hand did.

“Mmph.”

She whined in the middle of the second set of five.

“Thaaat’s much better,” he crooned over the line. “I like the sound of your naughty bottom getting spanked. Is it getting red yet?”

She got up, and looked at her bottom in the full length mirror.  It was red and glowing with several small lines from the slippers.

“Not red, just blotchy!” she called out. God, if her roommate could see her now, standing in front of a mirror with her pants at her ankles, her cheeks bright and flushed with exertion, looking at her bare bottom.

“Then we have some more work to do, don’t we?” He drawled over the line.

She felt goose bumps on her arms, and shivered at his reply.

“Back over the bed, darlin’. I want that bare bottom thrust out and high. We’re about to tan you good.”

Oh! She tripped her way over to the bed, and flung herself over the edge.

“Use your hand this time. Start spanking, and don’t stop until I tell you to stop.”

“O-Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Yes, Sir!” she commenced spanking herself, one swat after another.

“Pick up the cadence!” he barked, causing her to jump.

She gave herself a nice fast volley of swats, feeling the heat grow in her bottom and her aching core. The heat was spreading so fast, she thought her whole body would burst into flames.

“Stop.”

She collapsed onto the bed and caught her breath.  Her arm was sore, her hand throbbed. But the rest of her felt so gloriously heated, she didn’t care.

“Mmm, that was nice, Nick.”

He chuckled, “I’m not through with you yet.”

Her whole body tensed in anticipation.

“Go to the mirror and turn around.”

She shuffled back to her reflection, and looked at her bright red bottom, lovingly scorched by her own hand. It looked beautiful. She was mesmerized by its appearance and the ache.

“How’s it look?”

“It’s pretty red.” She laughed nervously, biting her lip as she inspected for any bruising or marks.

“Very well done. You deserve a reward.”

“Ok.”

“Can you see all of yourself in that mirror?”

“Yes.”

“I mean ALL of yourself. Bend over.”

She squealed and knew that her face had just surpassed her bottom in redness.

She bent over, and waited for his next command.

“Spread your legs, shoulder width.” He paused while she complied. “What do you see?”

“I, I’m wet.”

She heard him groan, “That’s what I was hoping to hear. Such a good girl.” She basked in his approval.  “Want to go a little further?”

“OK.” She squeaked. Who was she kidding? If she stopped now, she might seriously self-combust. Please let them take it further. As far as they could physically go. She was about to die of arousal, if that was even possible.

“Spank your beautiful ass, and watch yourself as you do it. Report it all back to me. And don’t miss anything, or I will punish you.”

Her pulse rocketed.

She watched herself in the mirror, and bent over. Her bottom was already red and streaked. She smacked the underside a few times, watching as the whole cheek bounced up and down. It gained a bit of redness, then slowly dissipated.  She explained this to him.

“Tsk, tsk,” he pretended to scold her, “I said I wanted EVERY detail.”

She suddenly understood what he was asking for, and stammered, “I’m very wet, and throbbing. I can see. It. I’m very,” she took a deep breath, “um, horny.”

“Do everything I say, as quickly as I tell you.”

“Ok.”

“Keep watching the mirror. I don’t want your eyes off that mirror for even a second, or so help me I will come over there and turn you over my knee. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” She loved this. She had never been more turned on in her life.

“Take your ass into both hands, and squeeze your cheeks.”

She massaged and squeezed, feeling the pressure in her womb increase as the abundant arousal dripped down her legs.

“Now touch yourself.”

“My. Self?”

“Your pussy, Claire. Use your fingers to gather up all that liquid, and spread it all over your sex and your ass.

She shuddered and ran her fingers forward.  She was so wet, and so warm and sticky.  She pulled on her cheeks and distributed more of herself onto her bottom. She told him when she had completed her task.

“Good. Now spank your wet ass, hard and fast.”

She groaned as she complied. The harder she smacked her stinging backside, the wetter she became. “Ow! Mmmm.”   She couldn’t decide if it hurt or felt good. The feelings were so closely intertwined, they were hard to differentiate.  Either way, she liked it, and apparently, so did her body.

“One last thing, good girl.”

Anything for him. She was almost spent, she could barely breathe, and she was aching and hot, but she would follow through with whatever he wanted. She had to.

“Finger yourself, Claire. “

Her legs sagged beneath her, but she caught herself on the dresser.

“Tickle that hard little nub, until you are good and ready. Left hand, only.”

She nodded. Silly, he can’t see you. “Ok.”

She used her left finger and vibrated it up and down, back and forth until she couldn’t take it anymore.

“I’m really close. Nick. Oh my God.” She clenched her legs together and bit her lip.

“Are you still watching yourself?”

Oh nuts, she had forgotten about that part.

“I am now.”

“Thrust your fingers inside, and watch yourself while you are doing it.”

Claire whimpered.

“No, I want you to see exactly what is happening to you. Stroke yourself, as deep as if it were me inside you.”

She almost lost it right there.

“Faster, Claire.”

She stifled another moan.

“Now spank yourself with your right hand, while fucking yourself with your left. And don’t you dare close your eyes, young lady.”

She smacked once, twice, then let go with such a long orgasm, she screamed and fell onto the floor in a heap.

It took her a few minutes to catch her breath. “You still there?”

“Yeah.” He grunted.

“Are you ok?”

“Yeah, but I’m not in the best of ways.”

Claire picked up the phone, and grinned. “Want me to talk you through it, big guy?”

“Hell, yeah.”

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Is Self spanking taboo to you? Why or why not?

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Sat Spanks – Self Spanking (part 2)

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Welcome back! 

This Saturday Spankings post is a continuation from my WIP, Running For her Life.  Hope you enjoy!

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Meet Claire and Nick:

Claire is a 32 year old athlete, trying to qualify for the Olympic Trials.  She has a past full of emotional and physical injuries.

Nick is a 36 year old coach, a hard, authoritative man who pushes his athletes to their limit.

Claire is confused by her attraction to her new coach, feeling that he could never fall for a woman like her.  Will she stick around, accept what he has to offer, and finally learn to ask for what she wants, or will she run?

Will Nick learn to trust his instincts and guide Claire towards her goal and a possible future together, or will he shut down emotionally, and lose another woman in his life?

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This is the second part of the scene in Claire’s apartment.  (To read the first part, click here.)  When Nick calls to check on Claire, after her first real punishment, she explains her confusion and desire for more.  He offers the perfect solution; he will talk her through her first self spanking over the phone, combining lusty fun, role playing, and the nice warm bottom Claire wants.  This part is done in Claire’s POV.

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“Straighten your legs, and press your bottom out. Way out.”

She pushed her bottom away from the bed, arched her back, and bit her lip, suddenly feeling very vulnerable. If he was there, he would be able to see everything, every bit of her aching, wet, throbbing, lower body.  She trembled with excitement, and told him she was in position.

“Good girl,” he praised. “Stroke your bottom;  pat it gently just like I would if I was there right now rewarding you for your obedience.”

Her legs starting shaking as she reached back and patted herself. That word, obedience. It shouldn’t have that effect on her, but she would worry about that later.

“Now, put your hands back on the bed, and prepare to listen to the first part of your spanking.”

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Sat Spanks – Self spanking (pt 1)

Saturday Spankings

Welcome back! 

This Saturday Spankings post is a continuation from my WIP, Running For her Life.  Hope you enjoy!

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Meet Claire and Nick:

Claire is a 32 year old athlete, trying to qualify for the Olympic Trials.  She has a past full of emotional and physical injuries.

Nick is a 36 year old coach, a hard, authoritative man who pushes his athletes to their limit.

Claire is confused by her attraction to her new coach, feeling that he could never fall for a woman like her.  Will she stick around, accept what he has to offer, and finally learn to ask for what she wants, or will she run?

Will Nick learn to trust his instincts and guide Claire towards her goal and a possible future together, or will he shut down emotionally, and lose another woman in his life?

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This scene takes place in Claire’s apartment, the evening after her first punishment spanking from Nick.  Claire is confused by her reaction.   When he calls to check on her, she explains that she misses the feeling that came from being over his knee.  She explains her loneliness.  He suggests a “solution” to meet her needs.  This next part is done in Nick’s POV.

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“Ok, I’ll try it, but I don’t understand how you’re going to um, spank me.”

“I’m not. You’re going to do it.”

He laughed when she gasped and dropped the phone.

“First thing you’re going to do is put your phone onto speaker, and place it on the center of the bed.”

“Ok,” the excitement in her voice sounded tinny and distant. “Now what?”

“Young lady, you have been very naughty tonight,” he tried to make his voice sound stern and authoritative.  “You are in for the bottom warming of your life.  Pull down your pants, and bend over the bed.”

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