Define Discipline #SatSpanks

Saturday Spankings

We are excited to be re-releasing Loving L.O.G.A.N. with our very own Twisted Hearts Publishing. We’ll be hitting that submit button on Saturday so hopefully if you haven’t fantasized about your very own we have the book to kick start your imagination. Before you get too far into daydreaming be sure to stop by the Saturday Spankings Blog and see what everyone else is sharing this weekend.

Loving L.O.G.A.N.

Robotics engineer Dr. Kymberli Dalton is fed up with men. Period. After being betrayed by her most recent lover, she designs a robotic ‘toy’ based on the song; ‘Coin-Operated Boy’. This dreamy sex machine will be everything she wants: Lifelike, Overindulgent, Generous, Affectionate, and Nurturing. Most importantly, LOGAN will be hers and hers alone, able to fill every void in her life—and satisfy her hungry body.

Little does she know that the LOGAN A.I. program has its own agenda; it wants to become real and alive, and to serve her every need… which includes indulging in her secret fantasies.

Unfortunately, this ‘Pinocchio’ doesn’t have a magic Blue Fairy to turn him into a real boy, but he does have technology that allows him to step into her life as her perfect companion… with a strong dominant streak. True to the robotic law, LOGAN guards and protects her—whether Kymberli likes it or not—and that includes putting her over his strong, solid knee for bare-bottomed spankings… followed by unencumbered, breathtaking loving.

Logan’s protective love not only teaches him how to feel, but allows Kymmi to reconnect with her lost childhood and discover the joy of being a loved little girl…

Even though their secret is hidden in plain sight, the couple is soon faced with the biggest challenge they will ever have to confront. Will this unnatural love be allowed to continue? And if so, at what sacrifice?

Publisher’s Note: This book contains explicit sexual content involving machinery, anal play, spanking, dubious consent, bondage, minor BDSM themes, strong language, and graphic violence.

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“So I subconsciously programmed those characteristics into you. You were my strong, unyielding safety blanket.” She lifted her face to look at him.

“Which was the reason why you made me with masculine features. As you grew older, your needs for nurturing expanded to include a lover, and even a disciplinarian. You needed to trust that you would be guarded by someone who cared.” He kissed her fingers, his eyes glued to her face.

“But I never wanted a disciplinarian.”

He chucked her chin. “No? You are a physicist and a Nano engineer. Your life and your passion is all about discipline. Without it, you feel lost.”

“That’s not true.”

“Define discipline.”

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Be on the lookout for Logan from your favorite retailers…

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Borders, Peas, Remotes oh my!

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Hello lovelies,

How is everyone? Things are beginning to level off here so I thought I would share a non D/s tidbit with you. Plenty of red bottom posts coming in the future.

You all know Bree is addicted to english peas, in fact I don’t buy her a few bags I get a case at a time lol. However she’s not the only female in this house who has that addiction, two more medium size black and white fluffy ones share the same need. Princess and Diamond are addicted to english peas, maybe more than Bree, and that’s saying something. Diamond will just eat the whole thing but Princess, being a princess wants the peas taken out of the pods!! They love those things and are all over Bree when she’s eating a bowl.

Since we’re on the topic of royalty let’s talk remotes. I handle the remote as Bree is well, how can I say this nicely? Technologically challenged? So the other day I was watching something and Princess was grumbling, kind of how a subbie does in the corner. I’m sure a lot of you know the sound. I go out of the room and I come back to see that Princess took the remote. She had changed the channel and was happily looking at the TV, no joke!!

I think she’s an alien. You see when Bree and I go somewhere we have to put on Disney for the borders to watch. No, I’m not making this up, if we don’t they will find something to destroy in the house. Borders are crazy smart, like scary smart.

I think I am going to hide my extra set of car keys better in future. Princess may decide to take Diamond for a joyride while Bree and I are out!

Be good, or else…

SJ

How Often?

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Hello lovelies,

I trust you all are happy and hopefully marked by your Doms as you read this. I am asking a question today of how often…

How often do you think about being spanked? Especially discipline wise?

How often do you surf the net for photos or videos and imagine the sub in those pics and vids is you?

I want you all to remember one important thing when you see those pics or watch those vids, even if they are severe, the main thing is that the Dom is or should be administering the discipline because he cares. Yes, it’s true.

Here at Casa Hayse spankings are given frequently and sometimes just because I want to see a red bottom. Sometimes the spankings are quite severe, but that does not mean I do not care for the subbie, quite the contrary. I care for all my subs.

It’s an interesting line and hard to explain unless you have been over my lap. I would venture to say if you talk to any sub that I have disciplined she will tell you no matter how painful it was she always could feel my caring, certainly through my hand but also using an implement. I wish for all of you to be able to feel this especially if you never have before, and if you do feel this with your Dom you are fortunate indeed.

Bree whines a lot when she’s spanked and a lot of the time she’s not in the mood, which makes no difference to me, lol, but I guarantee if you asked her if she can feel how much I care with every spank or stroke she would say “Yes…but why does he have to spank so hard!!!” Some of you may visit the torture room here someday and you will FEEL what I mean in the meantime…

Be good, or else…

SJ

Tory Richards and His Possession

We have the lovely Tory Richards visiting the blog today to share a little more about herself and her upcoming novella His Possession, due to be released tomorrow. 

Tory Richards is a fun-loving grandma who writes smut. Born in 1955 in the small town of Milo, Maine, she’s lived most of her life in Florida. Today she lives with her daughter and her family. She has her own woman-cave which she shares with four felines whose main goal in life is getting as much cat hair on everything that they can.

Penning stories by hand and then on manual typewriter at the age of thirteen, Tory was a closet writer until the encouragement of her family prompted her into submitting to a publisher. She’s been published since 2005, and has since retired from Disney to focus on family and writing.

Do you recall how your interest in writing originated?

I loved fairytales when I was a young child, especially when there was a princess, prince and happily ever after ending. Cinderella was and is my absolute favorite. Anyway, I was about ten years old when I got the writing bug and I would often jot my stories down on notebook paper in school or at home in my room where my parents thought I was doing homework.

Can you share a little of your current work with us?

His Possession is an erotic novella about a biker who’s sent to prison for a crime he didn’t commit, by his best friend’s little sister. When proof surfaces showing his innocence and he’s released, he only has one thing on his mind. Find her and make her pay. Their history complicates matters.

How long have you been writing?

I’ve been writing since the age of ten. I’m sixty now. You do the math.

What genre are you most comfortable writing?

Any kind of romance and I mainly focus on erotic romance. However, my stories have humor and suspense in them and I’ve written contemporaries in paranormal, interracial, and biker romance.

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Raze is a member of the Wreckers MC, sentenced to life for a crime he didn’t commit, all because of the damning words of his best friend’s little sister. New evidence surfaces, proving him innocent, and once he’s released he’s determined to find the woman responsible. It doesn’t matter that they had history, doesn’t matter that he’s wanted her for the better part of a decade. Rosa’s betrayal has cost him three years of freedom, and he wants retribution.

Once inside the small kitchen I went to the cupboard, where I knew the fucking booze was kept. I grabbed the first bottle of unopened whisky and started to reach for a glass before deciding that I didn’t need it. I needed more than a fucking shot to fuel me for what I wanted to do to Rosa. I couldn’t let her get to me. I wouldn’t. We may never have acted on our feelings for each other, but we both had known they were there.

Well, the time for acknowledgement had fucking lapsed. Her betrayal had sealed her fate, and I was ready to make her pay. I downed about three shots worth, letting the raw burn settle in my gut and fuel my hate. Running the back of my hand across my mouth, I headed for the bedroom where Rosa was locked up, thinking about her pretty face as she’d sat on the stand condemning me, hearing again her tearful words as she’d sworn that I had done the killing, and recalling the silent plea in her eyes as she’d stared at me. I’d understood then that she didn’t believe what she was saying, yet it hadn’t stopped her from lying.

I came to her door, turned the lock, and opened it. Rosa turned from the window she’d been staring out of, tear tracks lining her smooth, olive-toned cheeks. Even in her disheveled state she was fucking beautiful. Her midnight hair was shiny and half tumbling down to her shoulders. I let my gaze wander lazily down her full curves, taking in the slight changes that had occurred since I’d seen her last. She was soft and ripe, and I was going to devour her.

She took a hesitant step toward me. “How many men have you fucked, Rosa?” I asked from the doorway. My question startled her, and she halted abruptly. I could see the confusion shimmering in her eyes. Her brows furrowed. Those sweet, full lips parted as she opened her mouth to answer, but nothing came out.

Visit Tory Richards:

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Coming May 1st!

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Behind The Clouds

We have Jan Selbourne visiting us today to share what inspired her when writing Behind The Clouds.

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The first idea for the story came from family anecdotes. An ancestor of mine served with the Australian Infantry Forces in Belgium and France during 1916 and 1917. He was in the thick of it and what he witnessed affected him deeply. After he came home he rarely spoke of it except when he’d had a few drinks. He saw the aftermath of the German brutality in Belgium and France, convents desecrated and burned, not much left of the nuns. The locals, mostly women and children, forced to march beside German troops to stop the locals firing on them.

Then I read an article on how people change when faced with fear and life threatening situations. Their true selves usually emerge. Eg. A tough guy runs and leaves women to fend for themselves; a small insignificant person will stand up and take charge, that sort of thing. The story began from there. I didn’t want the heroine glamorous and alluring, most women of that era in an unhappy marriage weren’t. I didn’t want the hero to be dashing and gorgeous as most men aren’t. My main male character was an arrogant bastard until shock and betrayal knocked the s… out of him. I wanted them human.

Behind The Clouds

Caught in the grasp of a cold, empty marriage, Adrian and Gabrielle’s life of wealth and privilege in war torn Belgium is thrust into a nightmare of betrayal, lies and deceit. As the dark clouds of World War One loom over Europe, a brutal German battalion pursues the couple to prevent their flee for freedom to England. Surrounded by sympathizers to the German cause and narrowly escaping capture and imminent execution, the desperate couple lean upon one another for survival and discover a rekindling of their love and passion.

As they struggle to survive, the tentacles of treachery and lies reach their safe haven and their love is threatened by a scorned woman who will stop at nothing to see Adrian dead.

“What’s the matter Adrian? The cat got your tongue?” she whispered nastily. “You owe me the truth, because I am the poor fool who is the last to know about anything.”

Her face flared red with anger. “You and Uncle Henri shared the delectable German slut, you knew Belgium would be invaded, Uncle Henri has German guards ready to shoot us. What else has been going on behind my back?”

When he didn’t reply the bubbling volcano erupted. “Stand up and talk to me you devious, lying bastard!” She yelled then looked fearfully at the closed door.

Her jaw dropped when Adrian shrugged dismissively. “What does it matter now? We have no feelings for each other.”

“What does it matter?” her voice was incredulous. “I’ve just been told your German woman, who is also Uncle Henri’s German woman, followed you to meetings with the Secret Service Bureau, whatever that is. Has it escaped your attention that we have two children relying on us? No, they rely on me and I am stuck in this room with you. What secrets does this Bureau dabble in and who the hell is the German woman?”

She stepped back as Adrian scrambled to his feet, his eyes blazing. “Don’t yell at me, Miss Pure as the Driven Snow. I have a question for you, what does Brian Charlton find so interesting in my home?”

Gabrielle felt her stomach lurch unpleasantly, then fury took over. “Unlike you, I have never been obliged to pay for an hour of Brian Charlton’s time and to my knowledge Brian has never reported my activities to your..” She flung up her hands and turned away from him. “Words fail me.”

She felt Adrian’s hand on her arm. “You won’t believe me,” he said quietly. “I have been lashing myself over my utter stupidity. Meyvier sent that woman to Britain to find out what I knew, what I did, where I went. She expertly set out to become my mistress and I fell for it. I did not suspect for one moment she wasn’t who she said she was and I only discovered the truth when I found her letters in Meyvier’s desk, along with the maps and plans for the German army to attack France and Belgium.” He took a deep breath. “I was instructed by my masters in Whitehall to go through his papers.”

Gabrielle turned around, astounded. “You were instructed by your masters in Whitehall? Uncle Henri sent his German lover to get into your bed and spy on you? Am I listening to a script for a new play at the local theatre?” She pushed her hair out of her face. “For God’s sake, just this once, tell me the truth!”

Visit Jan:

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Hello lovelies,

I had a question for all of you today. I thought it would be interesting to see your answers.

In one sitting…no scratch that…At one time what’s the most spanks you have ever gotten by…

  • hand
  • hairbrush
  • paddle
  • strap
  • spoon
  • cane
  • or any implement

This is without a break. As you know, Dom roll please lol, my record for delivering hand spanks at one time is over 20,000 ta-da, not bad right?

Now for you unfortunate lovelies that have not been spanked yet, how many of these things do you think you could take? These are punishment strokes not sub space or pain/pleasure strokes.  Enjoy your memories or your fantasizes.

Be good, or else…

SJ

 

You Might be a Masochist if…

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Hello lovelies,

How are you all? A brief update: Bree is healing…slowly, but a little better every day. In no small part because of all of you, so thank you.

Now to our title…I am sure some of you have heard the comedian that says “You might be a redneck if…” so I thought I would make it more appropriate for you.

You might be a masochist if…

  • You’re in the middle of a caning and you say “Is that all you got?”
  • You record a movie that has a whipping scene and you rewind it so many times your DVR breaks
  • You check your marks after a session and are disappointed that they only cover half your bottom
  • As a reward you ask for a severe session
  • For Christmas you ask Santa to whip you
  • You can’t seem to find a severe enough spanking video online
  • Your dream vacation is one week of confinement and torture
  • You own a spanking machine and write the maker to see if he can make you one that goes to level 11
  • You practice smart remarks in the mirror before your next session

Be good, or else…

SJ

Try and Stop Me #SatSpanks

Saturday Spankings

We’re bringing you a snippet from the just released Loving L.O.G.A.N.. Thank you to everyone that has reviewed the book, it helps tremendously. For those of you that have read the book how do you feel about having a L.O.G.A.N. of your own? After you stop daydreaming be sure to stop by the Saturday Spankings Blog and see what everyone else is sharing this weekend.

Loving L.O.G.A.N.

Robotics engineer Dr. Kymberli Dalton is fed up with men. Period. After being betrayed by her most recent lover, she designs a robotic ‘toy’ based on the song; ‘Coin-Operated Boy’. This dreamy sex machine will be everything she wants: Lifelike, Overindulgent, Generous, Affectionate, and Nurturing. Most importantly, LOGAN will be hers and hers alone, able to fill every void in her life—and satisfy her hungry body.

Little does she know that the LOGAN A.I. program has its own agenda; it wants to become real and alive, and to serve her every need… which includes indulging in her secret fantasies.

Unfortunately, this ‘Pinocchio’ doesn’t have a magic Blue Fairy to turn him into a real boy, but he does have technology that allows him to step into her life as her perfect companion… with a strong dominant streak. True to the robotic law, LOGAN guards and protects her—whether Kymberli likes it or not—and that includes putting her over his strong, solid knee for bare-bottomed spankings… followed by unencumbered, breathtaking loving.

Logan’s protective love not only teaches him how to feel, but allows Kymmi to reconnect with her lost childhood and discover the joy of being a loved little girl…

Even though their secret is hidden in plain sight, the couple is soon faced with the biggest challenge they will ever have to confront. Will this unnatural love be allowed to continue? And if so, at what sacrifice?

Publisher’s Note: This book contains explicit sexual content involving machinery, anal play, spanking, dubious consent, bondage, minor BDSM themes, strong language, and graphic violence.

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 “I’m so sorry that I hurt your feelings. It was insensitive of me and you didn’t deserve it. I did a lot of soul searching, and—”

He interrupted her with a smoldering kiss on the mouth and a crushing embrace that left her breathless. “System! Remove the dishes from the table!” he commanded, pressing her back against the table’s edge.

“What are you doing? I had dinner made…”

“I’m going to show you that you belong to me, and wipe away any questions in your mind about how real I am,” he growled, lifting her to sit on the cleared surface and jerking her tiny skirt up around her waist.

“Logan, you can’t! I am ordering you to cease this at once!”

“Try and stop me, Creator.

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