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Hello lovelies,

As you may or may not know, my birthday is coming up soon. Yes, I’m sure you are all just waiting to blast your keyboard with “you’re so old jokes.” Hey, 120 is not old and for your information I don’t look a day over 90.

Dig this, Bree got her royalties in and said, “Come on let’s go somewhere.”

I figured, antique store, ice cream parlor, maybe japanese sushi, so imagine my surprise when we pull into Best Buy.

“Huh? What are we doing here,” I remarked.

“Just follow me,” Bree said.

…Ok fine…

Now for those of you who have seen 2001 Light Show or Raiders of the Lost Ark, the ark opened, or a vintage 59 Les Paul guitar. You know that moment. How you felt when your eyes beheld those sights. That’s how I felt as I stood, jaw to the floor, while my eyes were bathed in almost surreal colors on wide thin screens of nirvana.

It’s the tv section!!!!

Bree said “What do think about this one?”

It was monolith huge, with a picture, I felt, I could dive into.

“Well? What do you think? You want it?”

I thought I had gone deaf for a second, surely she did not really say that, did she?

“Happy birthday!!!”

I’m not ashamed to say, I may have wept. My amazing wife, brilliant author, mensa head, cuter than a baby groot. is buying this for me? Top of the line, theatre quality, 4x HD.

Excuse me, I need a moment…I’m back. I want to thank my lovely lady for such an amazing gift, wow. Its going to be here next week, I’m camping out on the porch.

Be good, or else…

SJ

 

Never Get on the Boat

Hello lovelies,

I will explain my paraphrasing Martin Sheen from the epic Apocalypse Now…well, now.

Bree and my anniversary is the 29th, but Bree worked today. So I gave her her present the day before. It was a surprise, well it was supposed to be, Mensa head figured it out pretty quickly. Bree loves whales so I thought; taking her whale watching would be romantic and groovy. The sun on our faces, the sea breeze, flowing along on the deep blue glassy Pacific Ocean. Sounds cool, yes?

Let me quote a well-known saying that now has special meaning to me “The road to hell is paved with good intentions.” On the way we hit a Jack in the Box, just so we had something in our stomachs, as it’s a three hour boat ride. We ordered and took off for our romantic adventure.

About halfway Bree was looking a little green, “John, you have to pull over and get me Gavicon and 7 up. I’m going to hurl!” Uh oh, not a good start. I found a pharmacy, got Bree’s stuff and we were on our way, though I questioned the wisdom of her going on a boat. That, kind of turned out to be true.

We arrive, get our tickets, and the guide comes out and says “Hello everyone, due to storms our ride will be very rough so, if you have it, take your Dramamine.”

Oh poor Bree, yeah right. 

We take off, it’s one of those stunningly gorgeous days that make Midwesterners pack up and move to California. All is well, were on the rail looking for whales although the swells were rough at 5 to 10 feet. I’m watching Bree close, you know, Dom taking care of his sub kind of thing.

We sit down and I’m thinking, man these are big waves, and they were, some hitting 30feet!  Big dips up and down, up and…Uh oh. I barely made it to the rail, depositing all of my sausage combo quickly. I can truthfully say, the last time I was this sick I was on the road and some insecticide got in my protein drink (don’t ask). Bree was right there talking me through some marine exercises about watching the horizon and bending my knees. In fact she was supporting my legs as they decided they would not be working for a while. It was so bad a deckhand came and told me I would feel better in the back of the boat. I took my walk of shame as all the children clung to their mommies like I was Frankenstein and they were villagers.

Once I was exiled, I felt better as there was a whole group feeding the fishes, as I had. Then something happened that was truly divine intervention. A nice lady, gave Bree something and said it would help. It was two wrist bands! Huh? Thanks lady but I’m dying, I’m not interested in accessories right now.

Bree put them on me and I swear, the lady must have bought them at Hogwarts, I mean this was some serious Harry Potter mojo. About 10 minutes later I was at least 50 percent better. Bree found a bench for me to lie down, and she stood up all the way back pushing into me so I did not feel the rocking as much. She was a combination wonder woman, merry marine, and Florence Nightingale. If she had not have been there, I would probably have slept with the fishes literally. This brings me to the Martin Sheen quote. Never get on the boat!  Oh yeah,

Be good, or else…

SJ

Re-released: Time Out

The sequel to the original contemporary Age-Play book, the Game Plan, is here and bring you more fun and antics of the Johnson family as they grow together in Age-play and BDSM relationships.

You’ll meet Krissy, Bryon’s sweet little girl, as she is introduced to the concept of age play and discovers herself in the process. Suzanne and Glenn are back, and Suzanne explores her own femininity and puts pride aside to face her fears and needs as a Domme. Of course, we can’t forget Rob and Cassie as they grow and indulge in their own D&S lifestyle. Worlds collide as Cassie and Krissy fight over Daddy Bryon, Bryon and Glenn fight over Suzanne, and Rob seems to be the only voice of reason that is heard. And that’s just the beginning…

Publshers Note: the Age-Play Dynamic of the BDSM lifestyle is the most trusting and intimate of all. It values innocence, trust and nurturing of consenting adults. If you enjoy this genre, please check out many more of my AP stories, including a nonfiction piece (The General’s Little Angel) which shares how I was introduced to the dynamic.
Thank you for reading!

There are more twists and turns, sizzling hot sex, and well-spanked bottoms than this quiet little suburb of Miami can handle!

Riding with a Bodyguard with Ann Raina

Riding and hiking in the New York State national forest—what could be more recuperative? When Secretary Nolan’s wife decides to have a pleasant week of riding in the national forest she can’t anticipate the trouble waiting for all of them, and the snowstorm is just the beginning.

About Ann Raina

Ann Raina lives and works in Germany with cats and a horse (which has its own home). Riding and writing are her favorite hobbies without putting one above the other. Her latest series, starting with The Secretary’s Bodyguard, sends a loving couple into dangerous, life-threatening adventures.

In all of her books she combines romance, suspense, and humorous elements, for no thrilling story can stand without a comic relief.

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A Rose in Bloom with Allysa Hart

“You are not just my wife, you are my world.”

Keith and Rose have been happily married for years, but when they begin their journey to build a family they are thrown into a tailspin of disappointment and they begin to lose each other.

After months of growing apart, Keith makes the decision to reclaim his wife and whisks her off to an exclusive BDSM resort. Rawhide Ranch is a place for lifestyle couples to congregate and play out their fantasies, but there is a whole other side that the couple had not been aware of.

Rawhide houses, educates, and places Little submissives who have sought out the program. Rose finds herself intrigued with the idea of Age play and ends up dressed like a schoolgirl as she participates, for a day, in the littles program. Quickly realizing that this specific lifestyle choice is not for her, she voices her concerns.

Master Derek, the owner and operator of the ranch, uses his astute observations and years of experience to convince Rose into trying her hand as a Top. Surprising both her and Keith, she accepts his offer and the lost, wilting rose, begins to bloom once again.

 Without warning, the symbolic implement lit a fire to her sit spots, and Rose was unable to keep her composure. The sting that the smooth wooden bowl evoked was horrendous. She hated it with a passion, but she was thankful to be over her husband’s knee at that particular moment. She had been lost , feeling like she had been floating in a sea of nothingness with no one to keep her grounded. She was tired of treading water, tired of fighting, tired of being strong. Being disciplined gave her the ability to shed all of that. Keith took charge, and as the spoon lit a painful fire on her bottom, the tension burned away and exited her body in the form of gut wrenching sobs.

The crest of her bottom to the tender crease of her thighs felt as if they were on fire. As far as punishments went, this one was tame compared to what she was accustomed to, but it was exactly what she needed to set her to rights. Collapsed over her husband’s strong knee, she absorbed the pain and released her pent up angst. Even with her full submission, the attack on her posterior continued, flushing the negativity from her system with each smack of the spoon. Before realizing that the spanking had ceased, she was lifted into her husband’s tight hold and laid on the bed where he slowly released her hands from their bindings and rubbed her shoulders to ease the discomfort. Her feet were freed, and he stretched out next to her as she cried. Keith had a way of using his body as a human shield; it was her favorite feeling. With his whole being wrapped around hers, she was safe. She was loved, and no matter what was going on or where they were, his body was home to her. With this final thought, she drifted into a blissful slumber.

About Allysa Hart

I am a full-time mom to a sassy, strong-willed, loveable little girl. Okay, so she is all me. I am on the wrong side of 30, and I have been married to my best friend for over eight years. Like most couples, we have our ups and downs, but I could not imagine doing life with anyone else by my side. We are Southern California transplants, currently residing in a very rural part of the east coast. I have two crazy dogs that I adore, even though they drive me out of my ever-loving mind, most days.

I have recently rediscovered my love of words and decided to become a writer. My first story is my heart and soul, and it reaches into the depths of all that is me. I also create covers, promos, and logos for  authors. I have met some amazing friends on this journey that I now happily call family. Without my family members, whether biological or chosen, I would not be half the person I am today. Their constant love and support keep me afloat.

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Spelling Bree

Hello lovelies,

Bree and I were watching TV. She was kind of in a mood and was teasing me about not hearing her when she mouthed off. She was right beause she would leave the room and say something. Since there was no way to hear her, she figured she got away with something. However being typical Bree she had to push it and try to get away with it within earshot.

Bam!!!! Busted.

Now, I don’t want to say exactly what she called me but, it sometimes refers to a cat, or a lady part, or a willow! I told her we would discuss before she went to bed. My was she shocked when she tried to get under the covers and ended up bb OTK.

“I thought you forgot,” she yelled.

Right, lol. After a nice red bottom warming I decided to make my point in a different way. I said, “Now spell out what you called me.” It took more spanks but she finally started.

“P. Owwwwwww. U. Owwwwww…” Well you get the idea. And of course she had to throw in a Bree remark as she rubbed her bb. “Ouch I’m glad I didn’t call you something with more letters.”  Indeed, lol.

Be good, or else…

SJ

Blind Desire with M.R. Wallace

It’s mid-February and Renee has gone to her favorite local coffee shop to get a hot drink and try not to focus on her own loneliness. She has friends, but ever since she was left blind by a car accident a few years ago, romance has pretty well vanished from her life. Until today.

Dominic enters the café and introduces himself immediately. While she’s not exactly sure what to make of the stranger with the rich baritone and the spicy cologne, she relishes the company. Then she surprises herself by agreeing to let him walk her home. He seems to be quite a gentleman, but Renee can’t help but feel there’s more to him, just beneath the surface. As the blocks pass by, she wonders, how far can she take this? What happens when they get to her door?

 

About the Author:

Born and raised in Eastern Oregon, M.R. Wallace grew up loving art, especially drawing. Soon, his abilities with words far outweighed pictures, and he has been writing this and that ever since. An army veteran of six years, he’s been to Iraq and Afghanistan as a UH-60 Blackhawk mechanic and spent most of his enlistment stationed in Fort Drum, NY. Now he lives in the high desert of California and much prefers it. M.R. was first published in horror by Dark Chapter Press. His first erotic work, and certainly not his last, is currently available. He also writes sci-fi, fantasy, and thrillers.

Free: Daddy’s Little Courtesan

Free for 2 days only!

“This sweet Victorian age-play contains sensual/disciplinary spankings, the consensual exploration into BDSM, and explicit sexual descriptions and even some anal play! If any of this material offends you, please do not read this book. If it does not, then be prepared for an adventure into India during the Victorian era and enjoy the magic and mystery of the Kama Sutra.”

Jane’s unique tale of love, pain, lust, discipline, and trust continues in ‘Daddy’s Little Courtesan’, part two of the ‘Adventures of Lady Jane’ series by best-selling author Breanna Hayse.

The vibrant colors, exotic lifestyle and tantalizing sexuality of India have combined to make Marquis Philip de Courtier and his Lady Jane to decide to remain; with the Raja and his wives until their cottage has been completed. This gives Philip the perfect opportunity to expand his exporting business, while his Little Lady Jane continues to learn the ways of the Kama Sutra through her education with Usha, the first and strictest of the Raj’s rampantly sexual wives, and then going on to practice all she’s learned on her handsome fiancé.

Jane blossoms in her discovery of sexual and sensual freedom, but she still struggles to curb her recalcitrant streak-one which frequently lands her in hot water with Philip, Usha, and even the Raja, who does not hesitate to show her how strictly (and unusually) he deals with disobedience with his own ladies.

Follow Jane as her relationship with Philip continues to grow in this, a tale of exotic beauty, Victorian age-play, scorching, explicit lovemaking and, of course, creative and rigorous discipline.

What happens next? Check out Daddy’s Little Adventurer on Amazon and KU!

Re-release The Game Plan

The book that began the Contemporary Age-Play Phenomenon is Back!
#1 Multi-Genre Best Selling Author Breanna Hayse brings you The Game Plan:
A story of love, hope, healing and discipline under the power of an AP relationship.
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After being abandoned by her father, twenty-year old Cassandra Johnson fought against being loved by anyone. Even after her mother married ex-Dolphins Quarterback Big Bill Johnson, she resisted every attempt to become part of her new family. Her resistance includes any interaction with the older Johnson boys who seem to enjoy nothing more than bossing her around. After the sudden passing of her mother, Cassie grows tired of living under the thumb of her dominating family and decides to press for independence. She starts by asserting her obstinate and willful disposition and defying all rules laid out for her.

When Bill goes to Japan for three months on business, he leaves Rob, the oldest of his sons, in charge. After the deliberate breaking of several house rules and multiple temper tantrums, Rob decides that a change to the “Game Plan” is necessary to bring Cassie under control to prevent her from hurting herself. The first thing on his list is taking the brat for a well-deserved trip over his knee for a bare bottom spanking!

Over the years, Rob had watched Cassie grow from an awkward little girl to a beautiful young woman. He struggles with his feelings when his interest in Cassie goes far beyond just curbing her naughty behavior. Her dream of having a life free from control is soon shattered when Bryon, the second oldest of the Johnson boys, adds some firm-handed discipline of his own.

The stubborn young woman soon finds herself facing more than just an old-fashioned, over the knee, bare-bottom spanking. She quickly learns that the Age-play lifestyle can lead to the healing of a long-broken and hardened heart. Even though she immerses herself in the joyful role of being Rob and Bryon’s Little girl, she wonders if she is truly wired for the type of relationship that they offer her. She also questions her ability to accept being Rob’s ‘big girl’ and give him what he longs for by becoming a true submissive.

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