Saturday, March 28, 2020

Saturday Spanking - Well behaved wife




I think most of us are finding ourselves at home for another Saturday and I thank you for spending a bit of your time here for Saturday Spankings. I’m moving on to the third in the Cassie’s Space series, Cassie on the Move. I think this series is a good read right now. While you’ll find plenty of spanking, the series if full of love and humor, too. I see it as a ‘feel good’ series.

Cassie and Tom are heading off on a trip and Cassie is annoyed as she sees Tom packing the ivory brush. When he leaves the room she takes the brush out, holding it quietly, and wondering if it could ‘accidentally’ be left behind.

I nearly jumped a foot when Tom spoke right behind my back.
I figured going into attack mode was my best bet. “Tom! Don’t sneak up on me like that. What is the matter with you?” It didn’t work though. He pressed on.
“Cassie Jane, I want to know what you were doing. You keep your hands off that brush. Were you taking it out of my bag?”
I continued in attack mode, “I wasn’t taking anything out of your old suitcase, but why shouldn’t I take the brush out? After all, it’s my brush. It was your wedding gift to me, wasn’t it? Maybe you should ask me before you take it from the dresser.”
I don’t think he was taking me very seriously, since he pulled me over his lap as I fussed. He gave me two scorching swats with the brush before tossing it back into his bag and warmed me a bit more with his hand.
“I’ll tell you what gives me the right – I’m your husband.” I found that answer extremely unsatisfying, but he was helping me up and I felt it in my best interest to keep my mouth shut for the most part.
I gave him a scowl as I rubbed away the sting. “I didn’t do anything wrong, you know. Are you going to be this picky on our whole vacation?” I asked.
“Probably,” he answered, grinning and giving me a quick kiss. “Now don’t you touch that brush or my suitcase. Understand?”
Of course, I understood. I’m not an idiot. Actually, I consider myself a well-behaved wife. When I carefully reached in and removed all his underwear, I didn’t touch the brush or his suitcase. I felt our trip was about to be off to a wonderful start.





Cassie Space series:



Cassie's Space (book one)   
Cassie's Tale (book two)                       
Cassie on the Move (book three)          
Cassie's River Living (book four)        
Cassie's Conflict (book five)
Cassie's Influence (book six)
Cassie's Ordeal (book seven)
Cassie Corralled (book eight)
Cassie's Road Trip (book nine)
Cassie's Life (book ten)

Paperbacks can be found here


Cal's Law Series:


Cal's Law (book one)
Becoming Family (book two)
Educating Jenny (book three)
Searching for Home (book four)


Corbin's Bend

Check out more great snippet here.

Tuesday, March 24, 2020

BJ Wane - Submitting to the Cattleman

Submitting to the Cattleman 
BJ Wane

Succumbing to a stranger was foolhardy,
 but not as risky as trying to deceive a Dom.
I'm happy to once again have BJ Wane here at the  Reading Room. Her books are great!
GENRES: #erotic romance  #BDSM #suspense #Cowboy Doms  #HEA
BUY LINKS:
Amazon – Paperback
B&N – Paperback

BLURB:
Why does doing the right thing have to be so hard?
 Leslie Collins has been asking herself that question ever since her eye-witness testimony in a murder case landed her in the Witness Protection Program far away from everything and everyone she’s ever known. Now, four years later, she struggles with growing despondency over the circumstances that prevent her from forming a relationship. When she allows her loneliness to get the better of her and indulges in a one-night stand, she never dreams her stranger will show up again at the private club she’s stayed away from for a few weeks.
Kurt Wilcox returns home to Montana to help his father recover from a stroke and hopefully mend the rift between them. He doesn’t plan on rescuing a woman from a mugging and ending up succumbing to the loneliness reflected on her face and indulging in a one-night stand. When he meets up with Leslie at his club, he refuses to let her hide her identity or her reasons for inviting a stranger into her home and bed. 
Leslie finally caves to his persistence and agrees to an affair that seems promising until she learns her identity has been comprised and an attempt on her life forces out the truth about her past. Will putting her trust in her Dom jeopardize him and his employees when she agrees to his protection, or will Kurt rid her of the threat against her, as he promises, leaving her free to embrace her own HEA?
This is book six in the Cowboy Doms series but can be enjoyed as a standalone.
Publisher’s Note: This contemporary, western romance contains elements of mystery, suspense, danger, power exchange, BDSM, and sensual scenes. If any of these bother you, please do not purchase.

Excerpt:
Kurt reached the loft and spotted Leslie bound on the St. Andrew’s Cross right away. As he eyed her slim, bare back, spread legs and white, soft ass, he didn’t know who to be pissed at the most, her or his dad. He shouldn’t have let Leland goad him into an argument right before he’d left. If the stubborn coot didn’t want to go to therapy or work at getting back on his feet, Kurt ought to leave him alone to stew in the misery of his own making. The problem was, he cared too much to do that, just as his strong feelings for Leslie wouldn’t allow him to give up on her regardless of her continued obstinance. Maybe, if those glimpses of a desperate, lonely ache reflected on her face weren’t continuing to wreak havoc with his conscience, starting with the first time she’d looked up at him, he would find it easy to wash his hands of her and walk away.
Between wanting to solve the mystery of her solitary life and the driving lust to fuck her in every way possible, he wasn’t about to let this little rebellion deter him from his goals. Mitchell flicked him a questioning look as he approached, checking the tightness of the ankle cuffs before rising to greet him.
“Kurt. I hope your scowl isn’t because of something I’ve done.”
“No, in fact I’d like to thank you for preparing my sub for me.” Leslie’s muscles tightened under Kurt’s hand as he caressed her clenching buttocks.
Mitchell’s eyes darkened, his gaze cutting toward Leslie. Fisting a hand in her long hair, he pulled, lifting her head. “Is this true, you’re with Master Kurt?”
She bit her lip, both men noticing the guilt swirling in her eyes as she looked from one to the other before her trembling mouth went taut and she replied with a thread of defiance coloring her tone. “We never agreed to be exclusive.”
Kurt winged one brow upward and crossed his arms over his chest. “I don’t share. In case I neglected to mention that, now you know.”
Moving back, a hint of amusement crept into Mitchell’s expression. “I’ll step aside and let you two work this out. Leslie, look me up if you decide to ditch Master Kurt again.”
Kurt waited until Mitchell walked away before leaning against Leslie’s back, loosely circling her neck with his hands and whispering in her ear, “Don’t you think you should have told me before you accepted another Dom’s invitation?”
“I didn’t think it would matter.”
A slight tremor ran through her body as he tightened his hands on her throat, just enough to remind her of his control, and what she’d agreed to. “Once again, you thought wrong, and you’re not being completely honest. You’d rather back away than risk revealing more about yourself, like you did last night.”
She tried to turn her head to look at him then released her breath in a huff when his hold wouldn’t allow it. Her throat worked under his hands as she swallowed and said, “You have no right to pry.”
Now it was his turn to sigh with exasperation because, damn it, she was right. Stepping back, he ran his hands over her shoulders, down her arched back and palmed her buttocks. “You’re right about that, but not about how you let me know you weren’t happy with me.” Digging his fingers into the soft globes, his thumbs slipped between the fleshy mounds to tease the sensitive area. “I’m disappointed you would resort to such a tactic instead of talking to me. Five swats with my belt or say red and we’re done. What will it be?”
Leslie couldn’t think straight, not with Master Kurt’s hands on her, the displeasure in his deep voice filling her with guilt and regret. She’d been a fool. What made her believe she could simply walk away from him now when she couldn’t forget him after one night together? Now she found herself torn between her ever-growing need for one man and her determination to ensure no one else would come to harm because of their association with her. 
She heard the slide of his belt as he removed it and quaked inside. Goosebumps popped up across her backside as he trailed the supple leather over her flesh. To this day she didn’t understand how an aching, hot butt could calm her rioting emotions while drawing tears of discomfort, or how the hurt could eventually morph into pleasure. But there was no denying her body sang in tune to the silent threat, warmed to the promise of blissful pain and the pleasure induced forgetfulness it could lead to. If he allowed it.
Kurt reached around and cupped one breast before pinching her nipple. “Give me your answer, Leslie.”
Need won out over good intentions and she succumbed to the pull of that deep, commanding tone. For the first time in almost four years, she didn’t want to think in terms of ‘what if’, instead, opting for ‘why not’. “I’ll take the swats, Sir.”




AUTHOR BIO:
I live in the Midwest with my husband and our dog, a lovable Great Pyrenees/Standard Poodle.  I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles.  We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now prefer being a homebody.  I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense.  My favorite genre to read is suspense.

CONTACT & SOCIAL MEDIA LINKS:
https://bjwaneauthor.com/

Saturday, March 21, 2020

Saturday Spankings - Listening in the night


Welcome to Saturday Spankings! Here we are in a slightly off kilter world. Unless you’re close to 115 years old you have no memory of a pandemic. It’s not the easiest thing we’ve been through, but we will get through it. Spanking stories are not the main thing on everyone’s minds at this time, but sometimes, just for a moment we need to take a step away from reality and find a soft place to fall. For many of us it might be in the books we choose to read. I definitely see the Cassie’s Space series as a soft place to fall. I hope you do. Today’s snippet is from Cassie’s Tale.

Cassie and Sue had taken the boat out that night without running it by Tom and Steve. Neither man was pleased with his wife. When Sue and Steve headed to the house, Tom took advantage of the privacy of the dock to take care of things with Cassie. Steve waited until bedtime…

Not much later, Tom and I decided to retire early. Living alone we never had to worry about making noise when we made love, but with the thin walls at this house it was a consideration. As it happened, it only served to add to our evening. Somehow having to make love in total silence made me feel like we were sneaking around, and it turned into one of the most passionate, sensuous evenings we’d had in a long time.
We were spent, satisfied, and curled up ready for sleep, before we heard Sue and Steve come to their room. Evidently with only us at this end of the house with them, the idea of noise didn’t seem to be a problem for Steve. 
I don’t think I had ever heard anyone else get spanked before. I sat up to listen. Poking Tom, I whispered, “Listen, listen.” 
Tom pulled me back. “Be still, Cassie, it’s none of our business.”
How strange and almost embarrassing. I buried my face in the pillow to drown out my giggles. Tom popped my sore derrière. “Hush, girl,” he commanded. I hushed as best I could, but I must tell you it was one of the funniest things I have ever heard.
Everyone seemed to be in a rush the next morning, packing and heading for the airport. Sue and I didn’t have time for a private conversation. 
Annie did ask, “Steve, what in the world are you doing to Sue these days? She’s been in a good mood all week, and that’s not normal for her. What are you doing to keep her so happy?”
Annie was just teasing and Steve only smiled. Sue and I didn’t even glance at one another because we couldn’t have held it together. Soon everyone headed out, but as they were leaving, Sue hugged me goodbye and whispered in my ear, “I guess there’s no fool like an old fool.” I think the girl’s happy and I’m happy for her.



Cassie Space series:



Cassie's Space (book one)   
Cassie's Tale (book two)                       
Cassie on the Move (book three)          
Cassie's River Living (book four)        
Cassie's Conflict (book five)
Cassie's Influence (book six)
Cassie's Ordeal (book seven)
Cassie Corralled (book eight)
Cassie's Road Trip (book nine)
Cassie's Life (book ten)

Paperbacks can be found here


Cal's Law Series:


Cal's Law (book one)
Becoming Family (book two)
Educating Jenny (book three)
Searching for Home (book four)


Corbin's Bend

Check out more great snippet here.

Saturday, March 14, 2020

Saturday Spankings - Malicious destruction



Welcome to Saturday Spankings! Spring is in the air and I’m loving it. I have a great snippet for you today from Cassie’s Tale. Cassie is volunteering at school for a few weeks. Tom is the one home and a little lonely and has taking to looking for new spanking implements. Cassie was definitely not thrilled with two of his choices –  the dowel rod and the bungee cord.

I thought I’d made it clear to Tom that I did not feel we were in the market for new toys, I couldn’t really complain. I mean, I like playing as much as the next girl, but some of these were just pure evil.
The man must have missed me when I was at school, and I loved that, but this new toy kick was getting old. The few playful swats he gave me with that dowel rod soon convinced me it was no toy, and then when he wanted to play with the bungee, oh my stars and garters! It’s the only thing I know of that is worse than the ivory brush, but I certainly didn’t want Tom to know I felt so. Somehow these things had to go
Being the sweet little submissive wife I’ve always been, I didn’t want to argue with my dear husband, my HOH, my love. Nope, not me, I didn’t argue a bit. As luck would have it, my old butt proved to be too tough for these toys. They completely fell apart.
Well, it was either my butt or my pruning shears. I’m not sure exactly which one caused the most damage, but as Tom came in from his run a few days before the end of school, he found them each in about ten small pieces on the kitchen table. 
I was upstairs when I heard him laughing. He shouted, “Cassie Jane, what have you done?” 
“I haven’t the slightest idea what you’re talking about,” I told him as I joined him in the kitchen.” Spotting the carnage on the breakfast table, I added, “Goodness, what happened to your toys? I suppose they fell apart from severe overuse. They just don’t make toys like they used to. Sorry for your loss dear, but it’s really not my concern.”
“Malicious destruction, that’s what this is. And it’s about to be your concern.” I giggled between yelps of pain as Tom applied the new spatula to my behind as he bent me over the kitchen island. The man had way too much time on his hands.


Cassie Space series:



Cassie's Space (book one)   
Cassie's Tale (book two)                       
Cassie on the Move (book three)          
Cassie's River Living (book four)        
Cassie's Conflict (book five)
Cassie's Influence (book six)
Cassie's Ordeal (book seven)
Cassie Corralled (book eight)
Cassie's Road Trip (book nine)
Cassie's Life (book ten)

Paperbacks can be found here


Cal's Law Series:


Cal's Law (book one)
Becoming Family (book two)
Educating Jenny (book three)
Searching for Home (book four)


Corbin's Bend

Check out more great snippet here.

Saturday, March 7, 2020

Saturday Spankings - Getting rid of guilt




Welcome to Saturday Spankings! My snippet today comes from my second book, Cassie’s Tale. Cassie has been having a hard time as Tom spends more and more time at work. She choose to drinking more than she should and when she began abusing sleeping pills, and Tom found out, he was extremely unhappy. Tom began with a  spanking and then hit Cassie with a multitude of restrictions. After a couple of extremely hard weeks, Cassie knows there is still a problem between the two of them. Part of it is the guilt she is feeling over the whole incident.


“But it’s not over,” I wailed. “You’re still mad at me. You still don’t trust me.”
“I’m not mad and I do trust you, but yes, I still worry.” He hugged me tightly against him. “Honey, do you think we still have more to take care of before you feel right?”
I slowly nodded into his chest. I guess that’s as close as I could come to asking.
“All right then,” he said quietly. He stood and helped me up, too. I momentarily panicked. What had I done?
“Wait, Tom, I’ll be okay, really, I…”
“Hush girl. You’re not in charge. I am.”
Tom began unbuckling his belt. He seemed to be doing it slowly, or else whenever he touched his belt the world just seems to go into slow motion for me. A small shudder ran through me as he pulled it through the loops. I don’t hate Tom’s belt. My feelings about it are very complicated. As an implement for punishment, it can be frightening, yet at other times it’s sensual. And there are times it can be both.
Using only his eyes, Tom indicated for me to lie across the bed. I did as he directed. The ivory brush makes me want to fight or flee, but seeing the belt doubled in his hand turns me into a true submissive for the duration. Tom flipped up my skirt, and I caught my breath as he slowly pulled my panties down and out of his way. 



Cassie Space series:



Cassie's Space (book one)   
Cassie's Tale (book two)                       
Cassie on the Move (book three)          
Cassie's River Living (book four)        
Cassie's Conflict (book five)
Cassie's Influence (book six)
Cassie's Ordeal (book seven)
Cassie Corralled (book eight)
Cassie's Road Trip (book nine)
Cassie's Life (book ten)

Paperbacks can be found here


Cal's Law Series:


Cal's Law (book one)
Becoming Family (book two)
Educating Jenny (book three)
Searching for Home (book four)


Corbin's Bend

Check out more great snippet here.