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?

 

Excerpt:

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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Justice for Liberty #SatSpanks

Happy Saturday! 

Come read this emotionally powerful story of redemption!

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WARNING- This story is based on real events and is dedicated to the men and women of Holding Out Help, an organization assisting those escaping from forced polygamy and abuse within the FLDS compounds. The first month’s proceeds from this book will be donated to this organization in appreciation for all the information given during the process of this book’s research. Please note that the characters and the story are fiction, and any resemblance to actual persons is purely coincidental.

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Life or Death. The decision was made the moment Liberty stepped foot outside the gates of the compound and ducked the sentry’s lights. She only had a few hours before dawn to make it to the safety of Nevada’s border before her absence would be discovered. At that time, the vicious and merciless ‘God Squad’ would be sent to hunt her down and bring her back for a punishment worse than death.

One of the FLDS cult’s countless children forced into an abusive plural marriage to a man old enough to be her grandfather; Liberty’s been warned that if she doesn’t produce children, then she would meet an ‘unfortunate incident.’ Having experienced the heinous treatment by those in the compound, Liberty is more than willing to take the risk with the Outsiders and seek a new life free of pain and suffering.

She is rescued by Jerrod Stockton and his younger brother, Justice, who operate a Safe House program for runaways. They, along with Jerrod’s wife, Robin give her a life and a family she never had—one filled with love and acceptance rather than malice and derision.

Life with the Stocktons is filled with both joy and confusion. Liberty is shown the truth of real, unconditional love, faith and the value of discipline yet she still struggles with the indoctrinated beliefs that leave her feeling she has no value or worth if she fails to blindly obey the edicts proclaimed from the incarcerated prophet’s jail cell.

 

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Fight, Flight, or Bite

 

Hello Lovelies,

So Bree is whining again… “Let go of my ear! Don’t grab my ponytail! You spank too hard!” you know the usual. You see, Bree wants a Dom but on her terms. She wants to be sassy and get spanked, but then say, “Ok, that’s good. I’m done.” When I keep going, then she starts fighting. Well fighting to her, it is really just moving around all wormlike until she tires out. But until that happens, which can be a long 30 seconds, she has to be held in place. Of course the more she resists the more force must be used, which is where all the whining comes from. Then she makes a BIG mistake, SHE BITES!!!! She then proceeds to whine even louder when she is disciplined all over again. You all see the pattern here, right? Why can’t subbies just accept their fate? LOL

Be good or else…

SJ

END ZONE is LIVE!

NEW AGE-PLAY RELEASE

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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….

The #1 Best Selling Age-Play Author who launched the world-wide contemporary Age-Play Phenomenon with The Game Plan and Time Out, brings you
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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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RELEASE DATE JUNE 30, 2017

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The #1 Best Selling Age-Play Author who launched the world-wide contemporary Age-Play Phenomenon with The Game Plan and Time Out, brings you Book 3 of the Game Plan Series

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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.

BETTER NEWS

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?!

Timing is Everything

Hello lovelies,

I was thinking about the following, what do you think?

A few of my subs own spanking machines. Most of them are not strong enough for a self spanking and the machine with a cane or switch on 10 is very painful, if they need discipline. However this question can apply to a session with or without a machine.

Do you feel a discipline spanking is more effective timed or not?

By that I mean, on the machine there is a timer, up to 5 minutes. Do you think knowing how long the spanking lasts is more effective than not? Without a machine using an hourglass or watch that would be in front of you, so you had the watch the sands or seconds slowly go by while your bb burns more and more? A 3 to 5 minute spanking as opposed to one where you have no idea when it ends?

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

1 2 3 4 Can I Have a Little More

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

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