The Heart Won’t Forget

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Frannie thought she had life all figured out. Don’t get involved. No expectations means no disappointments. And that’s exactly how she chose to live her life with her four-year-old son over the last three and a half years. Safe and quiet.

But in the span of ten days, her safe, quiet life starts to fall apart. Corey, an ex-boyfriend, moves back in next door. He apologizes for breaking her heart, and wants another chance. He’s as good looking as ever, and their children pick up their friendship right where they left off. But Frannie can’t forget the agony she experienced when he left her.

Adam, her ex-husband and son’s father, also comes back into her life. He was her first love, and they had remained in each other’s life for their son’s sake – as friends. Now he’s forcing her to confront the pain of her past in the hopes of ensuring a better future, one that includes him. He’s different than the young man she married just out of high school. He’s confident and commanding.

Frannie has a difficult, life-changing decision to make. Give a relationship with Corey another try, or give Adam and their failed marriage another try. Or, is she better off alone following her safe and quiet life plan? Which man will step up to win her heart? Which man is strong enough to convince Frannie she is safe with him?

 

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She sat on the couch, staring at her packed bags. Why did she agree to this? She didn’t want to go. Since Adam returned, he had been helpful, supportive, and attentive. He climbed in the bed with her the first two nights, spooning her. The third night, he explained that with her feeling better, she needed her rest, and he felt comfortable leaving her to sleep in the guest bed.

Before he left with Zach to go North on Wednesday, he became domineering and unyielding. Of course, she had the flu when he first arrived, but once she got well and returned to work on Monday, he dictated how the week would play out. He expected her to fly up to meet him and their son on Friday.

Her phone buzzed, a text message from Adam. “If you aren’t already, you need to be in the car driving to the airport if you are going to make your flight.”

She couldn’t respond. She hadn’t talked to her family in over three years. They all took it personally when they heard Adam received his first overseas assignment, a remote one in Korea, and she wanted to stay here, not move back up there.  Six months after that when Adam returned home on leave, she got pregnant. She drove across the country to share the good news with her family. The family that greeted her was a family she didn’t know, and the distance between them became greater than just the miles between them. The disillusionment of it all scarred her. Eventually, she changed her cell number and broke all contact with them.

She never even told them when she and Adam decided to divorce. She assumed they must know though, news travelled fast in their hometown.

Lost in her thoughts, she screamed when the front door flew open and a very angry Adam burst in. “Get your ass up and get in the car!”

“What are you doing here?” Backing away from him as he reached for her, she fell to her side on the couch, attempting to scurry away. She’d never seen him like this. His palm landed hard on a portion of her rear, mostly on her outer thigh due to her position. “Ouch!” He wasn’t playing. It hurt and she crawled off the couch, running over to the bar stools before she turned around and looked at him. “What’s that about? That hurt.”

He fisted his hand and released it before running it through his short light hair. “Frannie. I’m trying really hard here, but there is going to be a lot more where that came from if you don’t get your ass in the car.”

She may not recognize this man, but she liked him. Kind of. “I told you before you bought the plane ticket that I didn’t want to go. I’ll pay you back for the damn ticket.”

A big sigh passed through his lips, and his eyes narrowed. He looked like a man struggling to maintain his calm. Nothing ever rattled Adam that she could recall. “If I come over there, you will find it an achy drive and flight sitting on a blistered ass. I don’t give a fuck about the cost of the ticket! Zach is waiting for you up there. As was I.”

The seriousness in his tone and words created conflicting emotions in her. She found this new version of him sexy, yet frustrating. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you. Gonna spank me like I’m some little girrrrrrr…” So surprised and shocked by his quick move towards her, she dashed down the hallway. She didn’t really think she had a chance. He returned from Germany in excellent physical condition, obviously taking his PT seriously.

Entering her bedroom with him on her heels, she jumped on her bed attempting to get far against the wall. Not a chance. He gripped her ankle dragging her face down over the bed. Tossing up her peasant skirt, baring just a thong covered ass, he spanked her. Over and over again. The more she struggled, the quicker and harder the smacks. He didn’t quit until she sobbed with tears rolling down her face, all the fight in her gone.

Rolling her to her back, she kept her eyes closed. She didn’t want to look at him. She didn’t want him to look at her. Wiping her tears away with his hands, he cupped her face. “As much as I want to kiss you right now, it won’t be enough, so I’m not going to start something I want to take my time with.” She sniffled, and he kissed the bridge of her nose. “Go get some tissue and meet me in the car. I’ve got your bags. Hurry though, we are hurting for time now.”

Opening her eyes, he stood in front of her holding his hand out. He helped her to her feet, adjusted her skirt, and directed her to the bathroom.

In a trance, she made it to the car. Neither spoke on the drive to the airport, and since they weren’t seated together, they didn’t speak on the flights.  During the ninety minutes in Atlanta, while they waited to catch the connecting flight, she went to the restroom, and walked around the shops. She picked up a dinosaur book to read to Zach.

Landing in Minneapolis, almost six hours from when he picked her up, they retrieved their bags and walked out to his rental car. Just like someone hitting a light switch, she snapped out of her trance. Her hands shook, and she couldn’t draw in any breaths.

Dropping his bags, Adam rushed to her side before she panicked. He pulled her tight into his chest, stroking her back. “Hey, hey. I got you. It’s going to be all right. I promise. I’m here, and I’m not leaving you.” Rubbing her head, held firmly against his chest, he calmed her. “I didn’t do this to hurt you, Frannie. I’m here with you. I’ll be with you every step of the way.”

Sniffling, she lifted her head, looking into his face. “Why? Why do you want this so much?”

His blue eyes softened more. “Because we’re family. I need Zach to grow up knowing his extended family, and his mother is part of that. She needs to stop thinking it’s her against the world, and leave the past in the past.” Patting her shoulder, he stood her in front of him, rubbing his hands on her shoulders. “Don’t worry. We are crashing at my parents. Let’s just see how things go, and how we feel tomorrow.” He put his finger under her chin, lifting her eyes to meet his. “Deal?”

Looking away, she couldn’t make sense of anything. Did she enter the Twilight Zone? She knew this was Adam, but it wasn’t her Adam. “Yeah,” she replied. She supposed. Why wouldn’t she? He’s saying all the right things, and he might spank her if she doesn’t comply. Now she felt shaky for an altogether different reason. And a little flushed.

Opening the passenger door, he waited for her to get in, then put their bags in the trunk. Starting the vehicle, he grabbed her hand and squeezed it. “I wish this last part wasn’t a three-hour drive. I’m pretty beat.”

The mention of a long day for him had many questions resurface. “Yeah, how did you get back to Alabama today? And why?”

Putting the car in reverse, he backed out of the parking space. “You know why, Frannie. To make sure you got on the plane. I knew you wouldn’t come, so I got a ticket and flew down to get you.”

“You spent a lot of time and money on getting me up here for some reason.” “Yep. I sure did.” The only response he gave, no elaboration.


Meet Sheri Lynn

Sheri Lynn

I grew up an Army brat, so my childhood involved moving every three years. However, truly a southern gal, I currently reside in Alabama with my husband, two golden retrievers, two chihuahuas, a mean cat, turtle, and a teenage daughter. I have two sons, who live on their own, and a stepson and stepdaughter.
Romance novels have always been my first reading choice. I’m a hopeless romantic, and that trait materializes in every aspect of my life. “Wearing your heart on your sleeve” has been a common phrase repeatedly heard throughout my life. Writing romance and happily ever afters comes naturally.
Whether a result of my childhood, or not, I love to travel. Warm weather and beautiful beaches are always my choice destination.

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Book 3 of the Game Plan/Time Out  Age-Play Series is Live! This book has all of your old favorites INCLUDING a visit to Graye Manor. There Little Cassie gets a load of Daddy Dom love  (and several OTK spankings) from her new Uncle and Auntie- Whip Master Dorian and Meredith Graye.
Her Big girl is also satisfied as Rob and Bryon introduce her to the next level of passion in a menage of the highest proportions….

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Life was like a Chocolate Mousse Parfait for Cassie Johnson—especially since entering the BDSM lifestyle with the two alpha male brothers, Rob and Bryan. Her Dom and her Daddy Dom give her everything her Little heart desires—love, attention, pleasure, guidance and even discipline. They both belong to her, in and out of the bedroom, and her life finally feels stable, satisfying and secure. But then her happiness takes a turn when Daddy Bryon announces the probability that he will make his relationship with his girlfriend, Krissy, a permanent one. Throwing salt on her wounds, Cassie learns that both her Doms are interest in sharing her wonderful world with Krissy!
The Little Green Monster is let loose as the young woman faces the pain of being pushed aside and replaced. Devastated when her Little mode is carelessly ordered to ‘grow up,’ she decides to end BDSM, Age-Play and her engagement to Rob. Nothing, or no one, will change her mind.
Except for Dorian Graye, the Whip Master and the ‘king’ of the BDSM community.
Distraught by Cassie’s withdrawal, Rob and Bryon decide to take her to meet their mentor. Cassie can’t resist either Dorian’s charm or his raw ability to read into her needs, and instantly sinks into her Little place. The powerful Dom and his beautiful wife, Meredith, take her under their wing to teach her how to release her fears and open herself to play, passion, and freedom.
Self-doubt disappears in the presence of her new aunt and uncle. Cassie discovers the love of a BDSM family, all of which are equally happy to put her across the knee for a humiliating, bare bottom spanking as they are to spoil her with stuffies and ice-cream sundaes. The more she releases her Little to them, the greater the joy and freedom she receives.
She has only one concern, and that is if the magic spell of Graye Manor will disappear after they return home. There she must face the likelihood that both her Little space and her men will be shared with the other Little girl. Is her Little ready for such a Big step?

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Life was like a Chocolate Mousse Parfait for Cassie Johnson—especially since entering the BDSM lifestyle with the two alpha male brothers, Rob and Bryan.  Her Dom and her Daddy Dom give her everything her Little heart desires—love, attention, pleasure, guidance and even discipline. They both belong to her, in and out of the bedroom, and her life finally feels stable, satisfying and secure. But then her happiness takes a turn when Daddy Bryon announces the probability that he will make his relationship with his girlfriend, Krissy, a permanent one. Throwing salt on her wounds, Cassie learns that both her Doms are interest in sharing her wonderful world with Krissy!

The Little Green Monster is let loose as the young woman faces the pain of being pushed aside and replaced. Devastated when her Little mode is carelessly ordered to ‘grow up,’ she decides to end BDSM, Age-Play and her engagement to Rob. Nothing, or no one, will change her mind.

Except for Dorian Graye, the Whip Master and the ‘king’ of the BDSM community.

Distraught by Cassie’s withdrawal, Rob and Bryon decide to take her to meet their mentor. Cassie can’t resist either Dorian’s charm or his raw ability to read into her needs, and instantly sinks into her Little place. The powerful Dom and his beautiful wife, Meredith, take her under their wing to teach her how to release her fears and open herself to play, passion, and freedom.

Self-doubt disappears in the presence of her new aunt and uncle. Cassie discovers the love of a BDSM family, all of which are equally happy to put her across the knee for a humiliating, bare bottom spanking as they are to spoil her with stuffies and ice-cream sundaes. The more she releases her Little to them, the greater the joy and freedom she receives.

She has only one concern. Will the magic spell of Graye Manor disappear after they return home? There she must face the likelihood that both her Little space and her men will be shared with the other Little girl. Is her Little ready for such a Big step?

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“What are you going to do?” Her shaking was visible from across the room. In three steps, Bryon was by her side and released the handcuff. He leaned over and spoke hoarsely into her ear with words that made her shiver.

“I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop, and then fuck you some more. I’m making a claim on your body as my submissive.”

Cassie’s mouth hung open. It took a moment to find her words to the shocking statement. “We don’t have a sexual relationship, Bryon. I mean, there was that one time, but …”

“You were blindfolded and only got to feel my mouth, nothing else. Regarding a sexual relationship, as a Daddy and a Little, no—we don’t. But both Rob and I believe it’s necessary that you know exactly who you belong to.” He hauled her to her feet and, in a blink, ripped the shirt from her body.

Rough sex was something she enjoyed, but Rob had been her only partner. “You can’t do this,” she protested as he returned the handcuffs to both her wrists. “If Krissy finds out, she’ll walk out on you.”

“That’s been taken care of. Rob?”

“If you want to claim her, start with her mouth.”

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END ZONE is nearing completion! Finally, after all the nagging I’ve been getting to complete the GAME PLAN series, I caved. Wait until you see where Cassie and the gang end up. Here’s sneak peek- Can you guess where they might be and how many spankings and other delight Cassie will receive?

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“It’s going to hurt to sit if you stick that little tongue out at me again,” he warned, wagging his finger.

“You and Merry do it all the time. I see it.”

“Auntie Merry is also my little sister. And no talking back.”

“You talk back to Uncle Dorian all the time, too.”

“You’re quite the little smart ass, aren’t you?” The big man placed his hands on the ground and leaned back. Cassie raised her right eyebrow. He was baiting her, but why? She decided to bite.

“It’s better than being a dumb-ass.”

“Are you calling me a dumb-ass?” Elia asked, rising to his feet and brushing the dirt from his hands.

“I didn’t call you anything. I merely responded to what you called me,” she said saucily, once again lining up a path to escape. If there was one thing she had learned while living in a house full of football players, it was how to do a quarterback sneak. “Oh, shit! They found me!”

Elias turned his head in the direction she was pointing and Cassie raced off like a bat out of hell.

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There is going to be a fourthbook!  TOUCHDOWN! 

That being said, I’ve been channeling Cassie a lot lately, and poor John is spending even more time banging his head against the wall. Needless to say, I’ve been constantly finding myself in hot water but I can’t stop!

For those of you who don’t follow me on FB- this is a recent post…
After careful consideration, I’ve come to the conclusion that my misbehavior and sassing back is conducive to my dommy husband’s health and well being. Therefore, my butt should NOT suffer the consequences of said misbehaviors.
Case in point-
1. Chasing me around the house enhances his cardio/respiratory health and increases his lifespan. That’s a good thing, right?
2. Debating with me, even though I’m always right, stimulates his brain and reduces the risk of DOMentia. (Sorry, couldn’t help it)
3. Any and all pranks at his expense are effective in maintaining his vigilance and sharpens his senses. In particular, such pranks that involve hiding creepy music boxes under the bed and pretending I don’t hear them go off in the middle of the night, evaluates his hearing levels. This is essential for his profession as a musician.
4. Stealing his favorite chocolate not only assists with his nutritional health, but also makes me horny… and we all know how effective sex is for increasing the strength of your immunity system.
6. And finally- making him laugh whenever I try to talk him out of any of the above keeps the old man alive, kicking and forever on his toes.

In conclusion- I strongly believe that any and all of the above behaviors, antics, and other such activities have a positive viable effect and should be considered null, void and paddle free!

Who’s with me?!

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.

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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!”

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Kelly Dawson and Taking His Human Bride

We have Kelly Dawson visiting today with her latest book Taking His Human Bride. If you are in the mood for a hot Sci-Fi novel this weekend be sure to check it out!

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Less than a day after two gruff military officers detain her and escort her to a government facility, Melissa Malone finds herself leaving the planet on a newly-built spacecraft heading for one of the moons of Jupiter. Unknown to most of the world, an asteroid is hurtling toward Earth and, due to her unrivaled computer skills, Melissa is one of a select group of people chosen to rebuild civilization should humanity prove unable to avert the approaching cataclysm.

Melissa’s situation rapidly goes from bad to much worse when the ship is attacked and the crew is easily overcome by what she can only assume are aliens. Melissa is taken captive along with everyone else, but while the others are to be sold as slaves, she quickly discovers that her captors have special plans for her. She is promptly stripped naked for an intimate, incredibly humiliating medical examination, and when she fails to do as she is told during the shameful procedure she is punished thoroughly, leaving much more than just her bare bottom burning hot and sore. Once she is deemed suitable, Melissa is given as a bride to a powerful officer named Damian.

Though she is horrified by the prospect of being taken as a wife by a man who makes it clear that he will expect her absolute submission and will sternly punish any defiance, Melissa soon learns that Damian has laid claim to her for a reason. He is on a mission, sent by the leaders of his world to infiltrate and bring to justice the band of renegades who took her captive… and he needs her help.

Despite her fury at Damian’s willingness to compel her obedience with a firm hand applied to her bare bottom, she cannot help delighting in the way her body responds to his touch, and his skillful, dominant lovemaking brings her to heights of passion she never imagined possible. But when the time comes for her to put her abilities to the test with the fate of the Earth on the line, can she outwit a rogue computer expert and prove that Damian’s trust in her was well placed?

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

Immediately, the man who had stopped her escape moved forward and tore her outer garments from her in a series of swift motions. She fought him crazily as she stood there in her underwear, but he simply held her wrists in one hand and used a small knife to slice her bra and knickers from her. Melissa screamed and clutched her hands in front of her, desperate to preserve her modesty. She tried grabbing at her ruined clothes, but Lucas held them out of reach. And still, Damian didn’t come to her aid.

“Up onto the examination table.”

Melissa was frozen in place, unable to even shake her head in refusal, her whole body trembling. Her legs were like jelly—she couldn’t have obeyed even if she wanted to.

Smack! Lucas’ hand came crashing down against her bare bottom with such force that she was propelled forward towards the table. She was too shocked to react. When she didn’t immediately comply, he smacked her again, even harder.

“Ow!” she yelled. “Stop hitting me! You have no right!”

“I have every right.” He whacked her twice more, once on each cheek, each smack landing with a resounding crack that echoed around the small room.

Forgetting about modesty, her hands flew to her backside in a futile attempt to rub out the sting. Her bottom was burning!

“Get up on the examination table,” the chief medical examiner ordered her again. “If you don’t, I will have Lucas cane you. And then you will get up on it anyway.”

“I… I can’t,” she pleaded, stuttering. “My legs… they won’t work.” She dissolved into hot tears of humiliation and frustration, wiping at them with the back of her hand, but unable to stem the flow of them.

“Here, let me help you,” Lucas said, taking her arm. He led her to the edge of the table, then lifted her effortlessly up onto it, laying her on her back. He lifted her feet up and secured them in stirrups, strapped her wrists in leather cuffs that hung above her head, and buckled a stiff leather belt over her abdomen, holding her down and rendering her completely immobile.

Kelly Dawson loves anything to do with horses, rodeos and cowboys, and loves to get lost in a good book – preferably one containing spanking!

A life-long closet-spanko, Kelly started writing spanking stories on every spare scrap of paper in the house as a child. So when she discovered the internet and spanking romance along with it, she was most excited. But it took her a good decade of devouring these stories before she got up the courage to submit her own. And now, here she is, 5 books later, with a plethora of ideas still to write!

She lives literally at the bottom of the world in the South Island of New Zealand, with her husband, four kids, a dog and a cat.

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Naughty Phoebe’s get their bottoms punished, inside and out with Lee Savino

We have the fabulous Lee Savino visiting today with her latest in the Rocky Mountain Bride Series. We’re so excited for Calum and a huge congrats to hitting #1 in Historical and Western categories right out of the gate!

Rocky Mountain Wild

Phoebe Wilson has had a hard life. On her own from a young age, and cursed with a club foot, she answers an ad to work for Scottish homesteader Calum MacDonnell, thinking to prove herself with work. What she doesn’t expect is a fierce mountain man, lonely and wild, with a soft side. Even more surprising is when he takes it on himself to protect her from her past, and care for her. Calum insists on treating her like a little child, feeding and bathing her and coddling her like a little girl, and disciplining her when she puts herself in harm’s way. But as winter comes, the threat from Phoebe’s past closes in and Calum’s own demons surface. Can their love for each other win in the end? Is Phoebe strong enough to let Calum care for her as his wee one?

The Rocky Mountain Bride Series follows the lives of mail order brides and the strong frontier men who take them in hand. This stand-alone book is set in the 1860s Wild West and contains domestic discipline scenes, including over-the-knee spankings, age play elements, and anal punishment.

“How does it feel?”

“I don’t know.” The plug wasn’t painful, it just felt wrong. Embarrassment flooded her cheeks. He’d put something in her bumhole! And one day he’d put his cock in there. She reached back to touch the plug and he caught her wrist.

“No, Phoebe. Leave it in.”

“But—”

“You’ll wear it as long as I say, or you’ll be punished.” He pulled her up to sit in his lap and she did so gingerly, angling herself so she sat on her side and not on the plug.

“But why?” She pouted.

“Because I said so, and good Phoebes do what I tell them to. It’ll remind you to do your exercises, and that you do these things to please me.” He squeezed her. “Besides, I like the thought of your bottom squeezing around the plug all day, and you remembering me putting it in.

You’re mine, lass. All mine; every bit of you.

“Now, back over my lap. You’ve been a good girl, and I’m going to give you your reward.”

Bestselling author Lee Savino has grandiose plans for world domination, but most days can’t find her wallet or her keys, so she stays in and writes. She’s super excited about partnering with Blushing Books to publish her erotic Westerns, and hopes you are enjoying her characters as much as she does.

If you want more dominance and discipline in the Wild West, check out the rest of her bestselling Rocky Mountain Bride series. Mail order brides, hot cowboys, sex and spankings, along with action-packed storylines about strong women and the rough men who love them.

Check out her website to download a free book or to say hi: www.leesavino.com.

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Spanking Romance Review’s Best of 2015 Award Nominee

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Guess what? 2016 is off to a good start! I just heard that several of my books were nominated for the Spanking Romance Review’s Best of 2015 Award. Yay!! A lot of great authors and books are on the list. CONGRATS to all the nominees!

Be sure to check it out and if you have a quick minute hop on over here and vote!

(Voting closes Sunday, Feb. 7th)

Best overall spanking romance

        Confessions Of A Spanking Author – Bethany Burke and various others

Best ménage

        Moving a Little Heart by Breanna Hayse

Best historical spanking romance not in a named era

        Switched in Time – Breanna Hayse

Best ageplay spanking romance

        Chastity’s Belt – Breanna Hayse

        Loving Her Little Heart – Breanna Hayse

        Moving a Little Heart – Breanna Hayse

Best dark romance

        Emma’s Corner – Breanna Hayse

Best spanking romance anthology

        Confessions of a Spanking Author – various

Just Released: Confessions of a Spanking Author

 

 

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They say ‘write what you know’, but just how true is that of some of our authors? Ever wonder if any of your favorite storytellers REALLY get spanked?

Blushing Books is proud to present a collection of unfortunate, but true, stories from a series of authors such as Breanna Hayse, Maren Smith, Alta Hensley, Tabitha Black, Sue Lyndon, Joannie Kaye, Renee Rose and more! We also have some excellent stories from the viewpoint of the Dom.

Confessions of a Spanking Author will make you laugh, squirm, and maybe even feel sorry for (or envy) one of your favorite authors.

A Note from Bethany of Bethany’s Woodshed and Blushing Books:

The authors in this compilation are a mix of writers—old and new. While some have just joined Blushing Books, others have been around as long as dirt. What these stories have in common is that every one of them—some dire, some sexy and some hilarious—are absolutely true.

My own “Violators Will Be Spanked” has been said to be the funniest thing ever, and although I can laugh now, I assure you, it was not funny THEN.

We hope you enjoy Confessions of a Spanking Author and will visit both Blushing Books, and Bethany’s Woodshed. Our authors have many fantastic stories for you.

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