Winter is Coming

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Okay, so I love Game of Thrones. Seriously, what is not to love? Action, sex, intrigue and more than a little deception, horror and gore. Usually NOT my thing.

Can you guess where this is leading? Yep-just finished book 2 of the Darkness Series! And this one, my friends, even managed to keep me on the edge of my seat. With the lights on. And doors locked- twice.

Most of you know me for my HEA endings, consensual interactions, fairly romantic and mostly gentle approach to the BDSM world and the different fetishes involved in writing erotica.  What you don’t know is that my mind can sometimes go in the direction that makes Twisty the clown (American Horror Story- Freak Show) looks like child’s play. I thought that was maybe because I live with a horror movie fanatic- but no…. alas, it is my own maniacal depravity that concocted Emma’s Corner and the post-apocalyptic torment involved within.

Aren’t you glad that I’m on your side? Muhahahahaaaaa!!!

For those of you who enjoyed Strictland Academy (may God bless your souls), this next book is beyond even the reaches that big, bad John was able to handle.  It’s called Emma’s Corner and, for that which my coauthor Carolyn Faulkner meant to disturb, I challenged myself and took it to the next level-to terrorize.

Now, here is the interesting thing about books like this.  There are many, many woman who fantasize about kidnapping, being bound and forced, humiliated…the list is endless. I don’t judge. Never have and never will- but the truth is that few books are written that emphasize the substance of these hidden and unspoken fantasies. That was my goal in this one… and believe me, they are emphasized. I hope I have your curiosity going because Emma’s Corner is with the publisher and haunting the editors, lol!

What would you guys think of us adding a discussion forum for this book? For those brave enough to read it (all the way), you might need an outlet to shake the thoughts and images I managed to conjure in your minds.

So please, sit back in your comfy chair, the window at your back.  It’s late at night- you hear the clock ticking in the hallway and wait for it to announce the hour. Odd. Has time stopped?  You find yourself holding your breath- listening for the sound of something beyond that tick tock.. tick tock.. Nothing. Wait! You hear a branch scraping against the window pan behind you.  It only takes a moment for you to realize that there are no trees or bushes planted next to that window. The scratching grows louder and you slowly turn…

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Tick tock… tick tock… the droning of the ticking clock that sat on the top of the bookshelf echoed through the room.  Emma swallowed, watching as the hands moved to a straight line like a soldier standing at attention. It was six o’clock and time for Penance. Her stomach turned as the sound of her tormentor’s heavy footsteps approached. He was, if anything, unfailingly and depressingly punctual. He was also terribly predictable. As another day of misery crept upon her, Emma squeezed her eyes in anticipation of the long, upcoming hours of unrelenting mortification and anguish. She had nobody to blame but herself. She could have had a different life, but pride got in the way.

If only she had known the course of her journey six months earlier…

 

Captive in a world without a future, girls like Emma Thompson do whatever is necessary to survive. The laws are harsh, intolerance rampant, and the only means of survival is either conforming to an impossible system, or rebelling against it.

Emma has been given a choice- homelessness (and eventual incarceration) or move to the Appalachian forests to be a domestic worker for an acquaintance of her vindictive aunt.  She chooses the latter- after all, nothing could be worse than being on the streets and losing what little freedom you have to begin with, right?

Wrong. After Emma arrives to the isolated cabin home of Professor Jack Robbins, she discovers the truth of a living nightmare. Never knowing what horrors wait for her with each passing day, she struggles to maintain what little power she has- the power of her mind.

She becomes his plaything, subjected to any whim that crosses his thoughts. She tries to hate the feelings he stirs within her, yet is powerless to stop them. He is creative in his discipline, almost as much as his love-making, and suspends her in a world of confusion, desire, fear, and overwhelming need.

The discovery that Jack is the creator of the C-spill, the biochemical weapon responsible for ending the war, introduces Emma to a window of opportunity.  She bravely asks for him to teach her all that he knows, appealing to his arrogant pride- even knowing that to be anything other than the perfect student would result in discipline like she had never known…

It is a risk she is willing to take if it means her escape. But then, he throws a wrench into her plans and makes it impossible for her to return to a society that bends to judgment for personal appearance. She faces two choices—continue to live in the nightmare or take the chance that people are more accepting than she believed.

 

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Saturday Spankings

I hope everyone survived the Holidays and you’re ready to ring in the new year. We can’t wait to see what 2015 will bring, especially my muse. Make sure you check out what all the authors over at the Saturday Spankings Blog have to share this Saturday.

Little Lady Jane

To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides. – David Viscot

Little Lady Jane is a unique tale of love, pain, discipline, and trust that extends across the globe. From the hard, gray lines of Victorian England to the colorful magic and mystery of India, this story unfolds with the opening of the ancient Indian book of sex – the Kama Sutra

Jane Foster, the ward and fiancee of Marquis Philip de Courtier, never knew how the forbidden book stolen from Philip’s library would change both of their lives. For hours, she would sit on the garden swing and secretly study the pictures illustrating the ancient text. She longed to be like the beautiful, sensual women who twisted their bodies into works of art; anything other than Philip’s Little girl who needed guidance, rules, and discipline demanded by high society.

It was easy for Jane to call him ‘Papa’. She had teasingly done so for years; but as an adult, she discovered that the term came with a price- bare bottom spankings for breaking his rules. And Jane made certain to break plenty! Her rebellion grew every time he left her alone in the cold, dark manor. Rebellion that turned to resentment.

But, neither knew that the words in the Kama Sutra had taken root in their hearts- Philip through the teachings of his friend, the Raja; and Jane, through the stolen moments with her book. When he returned from latest trip to India, Jane found the confidence to express her needs. The cries of her heart were heard and, on that fateful night, Philip’s Little Janie was (temporarily) transformed into his Lady Jane.

But Jane had a secret. One she was afraid would repel Philip and make him change his mind about making her his wife. She found new friends within the Palace walls of the Raja and his family, and they helped her accept her secret with pride. She learned quickly that as much as Little Janie was loved by ‘Papa’, Lady Jane was the center of his heart and the desire of his body. She also discovered that as painful as his loving discipline was, the sexual satisfaction was even greater. Like the positions on the Kama Sutra, nothing was left for the imagination.

The fictional story of Little Lady Jane encompasses the essence of the Kama Sutra in a real life scenario, and shows how possible true transformation (in the heart, mind, spirit and body) can be achieved, even the stringent society of Victorian England. The sensuality and sexuality of India replaces the rigid rules and uncompromising dictates of Victorian society, and a story of passion, pain, adventure, and sexual awakening blooms from the depths, like the lotus flower arises out of the darkness of a muddy pond.

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Jane is discussing her relationship with her friend Nettie and let it slip that Philip spanked her.

“Did he spank you again after that incident?”

“Many times, I fear. Never severe and always with the bare hand. He was determined to teach me to be a proper lady.”

“And now you frequent the baths after sneaking out of the house,” Nettie giggled. “I must admit that the thought of a man laying discipline to my ass with his hand is rather exciting.”

“Not I. Philip is always threatening to punish me, but my tears and contrite apologies dissuade him more often than not,” Jane chuckled.

 

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Round Table Discussion – A Spanking Christmas!

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Who’s up for a little Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree – Spanko style? This month’s round table is all about Christmas. And spankings of course! All participants are going to take their favorite Christmas song or poem, and spankify it. Sound fun? All you have to do is visit all participant’s blogs and then comment on the Spanking Romance Review’s main page post.

SJ’s Christmas Song…

You’re gonna cry

if you pout

Doms don’t lie

there is no doubt

Sir meanie John is coming to town

 

No mercy for your bottom

no rubbing, no ice

so you better start behaving

be obedient and nice

Sir meanie John is coming to town

 

Lots of wood and leather

more than enough to go round

so you better start acting better

or you will find it hard to sit down

 

Better not pout

or you will cry

there is no doubt

Doms don’t lie

Sir meanie John is coming to town

 

Happy Holidays lovelies,

Be good, or else…

SJ

 

Giveaway-Last 24 Hours

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Only 24 hours left to enter…

We would like to give one lucky reader a copy of Little Lady Jane. If you are already on the ball and have read this book have no fear, you will win a copy of Jane’s second book as soon as it is published. We’ll notify and announce the winner tomorrow.

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To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides. – David Viscot

Little Lady Jane is a unique tale of love, pain, discipline, and trust that extends across the globe. From the hard, gray lines of Victorian England to the colorful magic and mystery of India, this story unfolds with the opening of the ancient Indian book of sex – the Kama Sutra

Jane Foster, the ward and fiancee of Marquis Philip de Courtier, never knew how the forbidden book stolen from Philip’s library would change both of their lives. For hours, she would sit on the garden swing and secretly study the pictures illustrating the ancient text. She longed to be like the beautiful, sensual women who twisted their bodies into works of art; anything other than Philip’s Little girl who needed guidance, rules, and discipline demanded by high society.

It was easy for Jane to call him ‘Papa’. She had teasingly done so for years; but as an adult, she discovered that the term came with a price- bare bottom spankings for breaking his rules. And Jane made certain to break plenty! Her rebellion grew every time he left her alone in the cold, dark manor. Rebellion that turned to resentment.

But, neither knew that the words in the Kama Sutra had taken root in their hearts- Philip through the teachings of his friend, the Raja; and Jane, through the stolen moments with her book. When he returned from latest trip to India, Jane found the confidence to express her needs. The cries of her heart were heard and, on that fateful night, Philip’s Little Janie was (temporarily) transformed into his Lady Jane.

But Jane had a secret. One she was afraid would repel Philip and make him change his mind about making her his wife. She found new friends within the Palace walls of the Raja and his family, and they helped her accept her secret with pride. She learned quickly that as much as Little Janie was loved by ‘Papa’, Lady Jane was the center of his heart and the desire of his body. She also discovered that as painful as his loving discipline was, the sexual satisfaction was even greater. Like the positions on the Kama Sutra, nothing was left for the imagination.

The fictional story of Little Lady Jane encompasses the essence of the Kama Sutra in a real life scenario, and shows how possible true transformation (in the heart, mind, spirit and body) can be achieved, even the stringent society of Victorian England. The sensuality and sexuality of India replaces the rigid rules and uncompromising dictates of Victorian society, and a story of passion, pain, adventure, and sexual awakening blooms from the depths, like the lotus flower arises out of the darkness of a muddy pond.

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