Saturday, April 21, 2018

Saturday Spankings - A different perspective






Welcome to Saturday Spankings! It’s spring, maybe, hopefully to stay. No matter the weather, it always time to curl up with a good book. My newest book, Educating Jenny, will be out in May. My snippet today is from the first book in the series, Cal’s Law.
Although Jenny can’t stop thinking about Cal, he is still holding her at arm’s length. Even though he is falling in love with Jenny he worries that they are too different to ever be a couple. Jenny is frustrated and begins looking for better prospects. This guy is as different from Cal and she could get. Somehow, that doesn’t feel right either.

It was when Kyle wrapped his arms about her and pulled her to him that her mind snapped back. He felt skinny, scrawny, the smell was wrong – everything was wrong.
Jenny pulled back, “Kyle, stop. I’m sorry, I can’t do this.”
Kyle fell back on the couch with his eyes closed and a small groan. He stayed that for nearly a minute before opening one eye and looking at Jenny. “This guy has you screwed up about sex too, doesn’t he?” Kyle asked.
“We’ve never even talked about sex.” Jenny nearly snapped. “I just don’t feel like it tonight. I’m sorry, don’t be mad.”
“I’m not mad Jenny. It’s just sex, I’ve got girls to call who would come right over if that was all I wanted. I really like you. Like I said, we’d be good together. Come on, I’ll walk you home.”
 “Are you sure you’re not mad?” Jenny asked.
Kyle grinned. “It’s just sex,” he repeated. “A wonderful activity people share like tennis or canoeing. Don’t put more importance on it than there should be. If you backed out of a tennis date with me I’d be disappointed, but I’d either get over it or find another partner for the day. Don’t make everything so deep and serious. Life is to be enjoyed. And, by the way,” he told her with a smirk, “I’m way better at sex than most people are at tennis."











Other books by PK Corey in the Cassie Space series


(If you haven't read a Cassie book, you need to give one a try!)

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)

    Cal's Law Series

Cal's Law (book one)
Becoming Family (book two)

Check out more great snippet here.



Tuesday, April 17, 2018

BJ Wane - Bound To Submit

BJ Wane
 




Teaching her to give up control will almost rob him of his own.

I'm so happy to have BJ Wane here with her latest book. I think you're definitely going to like this one!
 
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Blurb:
Hope Wallace left Atlanta after being betrayed by her family and friends in the worst way. Now, running a homeless shelter in downtown Miami, she was finally doing what she wanted with her life and working at putting the past behind her.  The only thing marring her happiness was the constant desire to explore the BDSM lifestyle her new friends enjoyed so much.  She had tried that once, and it led to disaster and losing everything, but the urges kept pulling at her until she finally succumbed and braved going to a club.
Miles Cavenaugh fell for Hope the minute he saw her bruised face and determination to protect a friend and resident at her shelter.  His violent childhood kept him from forming relationships, his fear of losing his temper if he came across someone harming an innocent woman or child made him anti-social and preferring to stick with his close friends for companionship.  But when he hears Hope is at a local BDSM club while there is a serial abuser of submissives making the rounds in Florida, he rushes to ensure she stays safe.
Unable to continue keeping each other at arm’s length, Miles and Hope agree to a short-term affair where he’ll introduce her to the lifestyle she craved until she got her interest out of her system.  But an unknown person is determined that Hope not find the happiness that has eluded her for so long and both Miles and her may have waited too long to come clean with each other about their pasts.  

Excerpt
Hope had been comfortable tucked away against the wall and obscured by the dim lighting but moving up close to the different stations reminded her of how excited she’d been when her and her friends toured the club in Atlanta.  It had been the first time in her adult life when sex had appealed to her, and when that Dom had given her a taste of what she’d been witnessing, and she’d responded to the pain and exposure more than she ever had to intercourse with her fiancĂ©, she’d discovered she wasn’t the cold fish Craig often complained she was.  Maybe if he had screwed her in something other than the missionary position and added a little foreplay into the mix, she would have fared better.
Just as before, Hope’s blood heated when Miles halted in front of a spanking bench and they were facing the red buttocks of the woman strapped face down on the apparatus.  Her response was so quick, so fiery hot she squeezed her thighs together to contain the rush of juices gathering at her entrance and leaned against Miles’ arm without conscious thought until he spoke above her.
“Tell me what you’re thinking.”  His low, demanding tone brought out goosebumps along her arms and urged her to answer.
Embarrassed, she shook her head and tried to shift away from him but should’ve known better.  She knew enough about Doms to know they expected an honest answer to posed questions.  
“Hope.”  Miles tightened his hand on her elbow and gave her arm a small shake.
Hope didn’t look up at him when she said, “I’m wondering why the pain doesn’t turn her off.”  Or me either.  
“It’s easier if you accept some people get off on it, and some don’t, without trying to explain it or find a good reason for it.  If it works for you, go with it, if it doesn’t, try something else.”
“You make it sound easy.”  Doubt colored her tone.  
He raised her face with two fingers under her chin.  “It can be, with the right person.”  Dipping his thumb inside her lower lip, he pulled it down, his black gaze focused on her face as he skimmed over the soft, wet tissues.
Hope imagined him doing the same thing to the sensitive nerve endings lining her pussy and a curl of want unfurled between her legs.  She swallowed hard before taking a step back.  Miles released her lip and took hold of her elbow again, steering her down the row until they came to a woman gyrating on a dildo attached in the center of a mechanical vault.  The brunette’s soft mewls and tight grip on the pommel revealed her distress as the Dom standing at her side flicked a short leather strap on one, bright crimson nipple; the glistening dampness left on the condom-covered phallus each time she rose up proved she enjoyed his painful ministrations.
“You’re blushing but imagine how that would feel vibrating inside you as you bounced on it, maybe with someone slapping your ass as you ride it.”  Miles’ gaze swept down to her chest and she didn’t have to follow his eyes to know he saw the rigid outline of her painfully erect nipples through her bra and top.  “Are you sure you’ve never submitted before?”



AUTHOR BIO:
I live in the Midwest with my husband and our two dogs.  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 much prefer being 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.
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Saturday, April 14, 2018

Saturday Spanking - After talk




I’m very glad to see Saturday roll around again. Welcome to Saturday Spankings. My newest book, Educating Jenny, will be out May 19 and I can’t wait. This is the third book in my Cal’s Law series. I’m putting up snippets from the first book, Cal’s Law, to try to get you in the mood.

Jenny is trying to listen to Cal and make better decisions. Getting drunk the night before an exam was not a good decision and Jenny paid the price. We pick this up shortly after Cal spanked her for this poor decision.



Her ass throbbed like crazy but she still found herself smiling a little. Cal had to care about her more than just as a mentor. Why would he take the time to bother with all this if he didn’t? Jenny came out of the bedroom to find Cal reading in the living room.

Before he could say anything, Jenny sat gingerly on the ottoman and took his hand. “I know I said it during the spanking, but seriously Cal, I’m sorry I broke my promise to you. I’m not going to do that again. And I really appreciate you getting Professor Wright to let me take the exam anyway. You didn’t have to do that. Thank you.”

 “It’s okay, kids make mistakes. Just don’t make that one again,” he told her.

Jenny frowned, “I’m not a kid, Cal, I’m a woman. You need to start realizing that.”















Other books by PK Corey in the Cassie Space series


(If you haven't read a Cassie book, you need to give one a try!)

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)

    Cal's Law Series

Cal's Law (book one)
Becoming Family (book two)

Check out more great snippet here.



Tuesday, April 10, 2018

Felicity Brandon - Six of the Best





You cannot resist the King’s command.
Blurb:
Assume the position and prepare for Six of the Best!

Six SCORCHING stories from USA Today and number 1 bestselling British authors! This is the 100% British historical anthology you've been waiting for. So, grab a cup of tea and make sure the smelling salts are to hand, then settle in as our heroines re-write the rules and earn SIX OF THE BEST for their outrageous antics. This dance across history sweeps from the Restoration to Victorian times and will leave you panting almost as much as our naughty ladies.

Publisher's note: These stories are HOT. Hotter than an oven full of muffins in a well-known British cake show. Domestic discipline and other indoor sports feature heavily in them, so if that's not your cup of tea, this is probably not the set for you. Don't say we didn't warn you!
Snippet - Spanked
One stride and he is right against me, his breath hot over my face, laced with the expensive wine we consumed earlier in the evening. “Yes, Lady Jane,” he answers. “This is where you shall be bared and spanked.”
Bared? I know my eyes widen at the word. “I am to be bared, Your Majesty?” I say, forcing the words from my mouth in a rush of anxious excitement. “All of me?”
He breaks into a low laugh. “There is a choice,” he replies, pushing my shoulders gently downwards, so that my bottom falls to the soft bedding below me. Now he towers over me, and as I raise my head to see him, my eyes meet his groin. I still at the sudden proximity to the place I know conceals His Majesty’s passion, my gaze lingering longer than it has right to, before rising slowly to meet his delicious brown eyes. His grin widens, acknowledging the brazen nature of my thoughts, and unbelievably I blush again, grateful for the shadows which may just hide my shame.
“A choice, Your Majesty?” I manage, my chest rising and falling faster with each passing moment.
He lowers himself in front of me, so that our eyes are at the same level. “A choice,” he agrees, pressing himself forward over my body. I gasp as he shifts his weight, his dexterity taking me by surprise. The sudden appearance of his face forces me backwards, and I find myself pinioned beneath his body, my legs splayed awkwardly under the skirts of my gown.
“There is always a choice, Lady Jane,” he murmurs, the strands of his dark curls hanging about my face.
I bite my lip, confusion and arousal at my change of circumstances, combined with my restricting bodice making it hard to breath. “What is the choice, Your Majesty?” I gasp.
The smile on his face is sin itself, and in this moment, I know that I have walked straight into his trap, although whether I have done so willingly or not is not even clear to me. “You can either be upturned over my knee, your skirts hoisted high over your back so that your delicious bottom is exposed to my palm, or…” He pauses, angling the weight of his stare over my face.
My mind, filled with the image he has just painted of me, reels at the silence. Is he expecting me to reply? What is the etiquette for such moments?
His expression shifts into a low chuckle as he appraises whatever constitutes my expression at this moment, and fortunately he once again takes pity on me, his humble servant. “Or, you can be stripped entirely.”
This time I cannot conceal the audible gasp which escapes from my lips. “Entirely, Your Majesty?” I repeat, as though surely his words cannot be real. Although of course I know them to be true, having only just left four naked ladies in the prior room.
“Yes, dear Jane,” he muses from over me. “A lady can only truly be admired in her own, natural form.”
I contemplate him, this man—my monarch—who has captured me so easily into his delicious game. “No one has ever seen me bare, Your Majesty,” I whisper, the words an admission of my innocence—a fact I have already articulated.
He nods. “I know,” he replies. “And I assume that until this night no man has ever claimed your sweet mouth, spoken to you of such lewd subjects, or pinned you against his bed?”
His brow rises as he speaks, the small gesture releasing a flood of moisture from between my legs. I am not absolutely clear what it is about him which is so alluring, but he most certainly has it. Yes, he is the King, and yet it is so much more than that. He is the devil in disguise, a debauch and beguiling demon, sent forth to worship and corrupt me. The thought makes me smile, in spite of my shame on the subject.
“You’re correct, Your Majesty,” I say with a small nod. “You are the first, on all counts.”
Smiling at the acknowledgment, he lowers his face into mine. Those full lips graze my mouth, parting my lips in an instant as my eyes slip shut. I want him to kiss me, to claim me, to own me. I desire it in a way I have no right to do. I demand it.

Saturday, April 7, 2018

Saturday Spankings - Consequence





 Thank you for coming by for Saturday Spankings today. I hope you’ll read all the snippets today and get your Kindles loaded. I’m excited for my new release, Educating Jenny, the third in the Cal’s Law Series, which will be out by the end of May. I’ll be putting up snippets from the first two Cal’s Law books until then.
In today’s snipped from Cal's Law,  Cal is calling Jenny to task for being late to class. Being on time is one of the rules he gave her when he became her mentor. He wants Jenny to begin taking responsibility. He paused in the middle of the spanking to, hopefully, help her realize her mistake.

“Twenty, I was twenty minutes late today. But Cal, please don’t…” was all she got out before Cal turned the paddle to her sit spot – right where butt and thigh met. This time he alternated from side to side at a slightly slower pace, but each spank was firm and unforgiving.
Jenny was crying in earnest as he finished and he took a minute to massage away the pain and give her a moment to calm down. As her crying lessened he helped her to her feet.
“It’s all right now,” he told her, pulling her into a hug. “Just remember actions have consequence and for you, being late to class results in you getting a hard spanking. Does that extra few minutes of sleep seem worth it right now?”
“No, sir,” Jenny answered speaking quietly in to his chest.
Cal fought it, but that little ‘no, sir’ had gone straight to his penis and he tried to shift around without letting Jenny go – he knew comfort and forgiveness was just as important to discipline and learning as the spanking had been, but there was no way Jenny could help feeling what this was doing to him. He didn’t just want to hold her, he wanted to scoop her up and take her to his bed. Her hair, smooth as silk smelled of coconut and sunshine.











Other books by PK Corey in the Cassie Space series


(If you haven't read a Cassie book, you need to give one a try!)

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)

    Cal's Law Series

Cal's Law (book one)
Becoming Family (book two)

Check out more great snippet here.