Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Daddies Take Control by Kelly Dawson

Kelly Dawson is here today! And she's brought Luke and Cody with her, two hot Daddies from her new book DADDIES TAKE CONTROL!




Jen McLeod’s life is falling apart. Having been caught selling marijuana as a last resort to pay for her brother’s expensive, highly specialized medical care, she faces the loss of her job and the potential for jail time. Penniless, desperate, and unsure what to do, she foolishly tries to steal a wallet from Luke Lewis, an old boyfriend, only to be chased down by his brother Cody. 

Luke still has a place in his heart for Jen, and after the two brothers listen to her story they promise not to report her theft to the police if she will accept a punishment from them instead. Seeing no other choice, Jen agrees, and a few moments later she is sobbing and promising to be good as her bare bottom is soundly spanked. 

The humiliating punishment leaves her with blushing cheeks and a burning backside, but afterwards Luke holds her in his arms and comforts her, and then the brothers make her an incredible offer. If she will be their little girl, obeying their rules and submitting to their discipline, they will bring her to live with them and provide for all of her needs. 

Though she is shocked by their generosity and wonders if all of this might be too good to be true, the brothers quickly prove they are serious about taking care of Jen. She soon finds herself being bathed, cuddled, and spanked when she is naughty, and when the two brothers claim her beautiful body completely their firm, dominant lovemaking leaves her spent and satisfied. But can she learn to behave or will she spend most of her days with a bright red bottom? 

Publisher’s Note: Daddies Take Control is a stand-alone sequel to Daddy Takes the Reins. It includes spankings, sexual scenes, and age play. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.


As she held his gaze, Luke rubbed the spoon over her bottom, the plastic cool against her hot skin. He ran the edge of the spoon down between her cheeks, applying very gentle pressure as he paused the spoon over the top of her naughtiest hole. Her breathing quickened and an aching need starting deep in her belly slowly spread through her core, as Luke dragged the spoon further down her cleft. When it reached the edge of her pussy he twisted it, touching the very tip against her dripping lips, then he brought it back and smacked her lightly there, sending shockwaves through her. The wet splat of the spoon didn’t hurt but it did intensify the aching need within her. She arched her back, lifting her ass, offering herself to him

“She likes that,” Cody announced. “I can tell by the expression on her face.”

Shame flooded through her, but it did nothing to hamper the waves of desire rocking through her body.

Luke buried the tip of the spoon inside her. “I know she does,” he agreed. “You should see her juices running down the spoon.” He twisted the spoon, spreading her wide, and she gasped as he reached underneath her and flicked her clit gently with his thumb. She inhaled sharply as he swatted her pussy with the spoon lightly again, fuelling the sensations which were nearly sending her into orbit.

Placing a hand on her back, Luke rubbed the spoon in circles over her bottom again, leaving an emptiness behind. Cody picked up her hand, threading his fingers through hers. “Look at me,” he whispered.



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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, 8 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 very own romance novel hero (who just happens to be her husband), and their four kids. 


Tuesday, May 23, 2017

MEET THE BARBARIANS!

The fabulous Maggie Carpenter and I celebrating our barbarians. And you’re invited! Indulge in our sexy barbarians and get seduced by some delicious excerpts. 







"Storytelling at its best!" The love story is amazing, dangerous, and full of ups and downs. The humor is laugh out loud funny. A sizzling love story full of danger, sprinkled with humor, and an action-packed plot that will keep you guessing.

Serenity doesn't care much for rules. The free-spirited, flaxen-haired young woman lives in a small village under the authority of barbarians who inhabit a castle above the tiny town. When her best friend is caught in the clan's forbidden garden, Serenity rushes to her rescue and challenges the clan's no-nonsense leader.

The leader's son, Killian, is shocked by her brazenness. Deciding to remedy her impudent mouth with a hot spanking, he throws her over his shoulder and carries her away to be punished, but when the discipline is over, unrepentant she rails at him, then storms away.

A rival clan springs a surprise attack. They are thrown together. A smoldering chemistry suddenly flames to life, but as their blazing passion takes hold they unearth a diabolical plot, one that threatens not just their lives, but their future, and the future of the entire clan.

Award-winning, best-selling author Maggie Carpenter has created a riveting romance that is sheer escapism. If you like brawny take-charge men and feisty females, you'll love this one! Click the link and get lost in an ancient time when men were men, and women adored them for it.

"Sleep Deprived but Smiling." Could not put it down so stayed up most of the night saying just one more page over and over again.





He flipped the skirt over her waist, and as she felt her searing skin kiss the cool air, the thin fabric fell around her head. To her surprise, being lost in its folds offered an odd comfort.

“We begin,” he abruptly announced, his hand hitting with a hard slap on her right cheek.

His palm didn’t carry the fiery bite of the paddle, and as he walked he alternated cheeks, which also allowed a smidgen of respite, but her fingers were soon grasping his shirt, and she was once again squirming in his strong hold. The walk around the room felt like forever, but when he finally stopped he began rubbing away the soreness. His soothing caress was unexpected, and she let out a long breath.

“You are settling,” he muttered. “Good. Now for the third turn.”

She assumed her poor bottom was to be scalded anew, but he did something else, something utterly unexpected; his long thick fingers slid into her pussy and began to explore.

“NOOOO, Master, don’t.”

“You’re very wet, and you’ve laid with men.”

“STOP!”

His hand suddenly blasted her bottom with a volley of stinging smacks.

“You dare tell your Master to stop?”

“OWW! Sorry, Master. I won’t again, I won’t, I promise,” she said breathlessly, “you just took me by surprise.”

“That’s an excuse. You pretend modesty, but you have been with men.”

“Just a couple.”

“I don’t wish to know more,” he grunted, pushing his finger back inside her. “Now I will begin the third turn.”

She braced herself, waiting for his spanking hand, or worse, the paddle, but she quickly realized the third turn was his finger plunging in and out of her channel and rubbing her clit. She bit her lip as the humiliation flamed across her face, but in spite of her instinctive resistance, she found her body responding. His rhythmic fingering and his method of agitating her tiny nub was like nothing she’d ever felt, and they weren’t even half way around the room when she was on the verge of an orgasm, but he denied her, paused his step, and returned his warm hand to rub her scalded cheeks. His fondling was divine, too divine, and it was making her yearn for more of his erotic attention.

“Master,” she whimpered, “please may I ask, why didn’t you let me have my moment?”

“You are being punished.”

She let out a plaintive moan, and a moment later he began to walk again, and resumed his tantalizing torture. If she’d thought the last turn took forever, this one was interminable. His strides were slow and short, and she was brought to the brink of her climax several times before the turn was completed.

Serenity was beside herself. Her bottom was burning, and her pussy was craving, yet in spite of the humiliating ordeal she wanted to lay with him, but she had little time to ponder her extraordinary situation. She was being lifted off his shoulder, and rather than set her on the floor, he placed her on the large table and ordered her to kneel.

“Hands behind your back, spread your legs, and lower your eyes.”

The table was hard, but she shuffled her knees apart, and as she locked her fingers together and dropped her eyes, without meaning to, they fell upon his crotch. His manhood was clearly visible beneath the thin cloth that hung low on his hips and fell only to his upper thighs. Unlike the villagers who dressed properly in long pants and tops, the barbarians wore minimal covering.

“Serenity, you have been punished, your slate is clean, but should you break our rules again your discipline will be more severe. You committed three crimes, so you suffered three turns. The first, and most serious, was climbing through the gate and entering our domain. Villagers are strictly forbidden unless granted permission or invited. For that, you received the punishment paddle. Your second crime was interfering as my father was punishing your friend. She had tried to steal from us, her discipline was warranted, and you had no right to meddle. Your third crime was being rude to him, questioning his authority as both the leader of the tribe and a man. Your bottom has been paddled for breaking in here, then you were spanked as your friend would have been, and you have learned the power a man has over your body. If I laid you on my bed and devoured you, it would make you very happy, would it not? Before you answer be warned; if you lie you will be spanked again, and barbarian men know when a woman is being untruthful.”








Having spent her life confined behind the walls of an opulent palace where she could be kept safe and pure, twenty-year-old Princess Saraska is innocent, naïve, and utterly unprepared for what is in store when she is taken captive by Roark, the barbarian ruler of the planet Sentara.

To her surprise, Saraska quickly discovers that while Roark will not hesitate to bare her bottom and spank her thoroughly any time he feels it necessary, the tall, handsome king is far from the ruthless savage she expected. His stern discipline and his bold, intimate exploration of her virgin body leave her quivering with need, and when at last he claims her completely his skilled, dominant lovemaking brings her pleasure more intense than she could have ever imagined.

Though Saraska grew up believing her people were peaceful, she soon begins to realize that she has been lied to her entire life. But when her own father conspires to turn her against Roark, will Saraska see through his schemes and trust in the man she has grown to love?

Publisher’s Note: Taken by the Barbarian includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.




For utter proof he had taken King Stynard’s daughter, he had to send the king’s council what they called the princess’s purity marker.

Kilkians were by creation unapologetic about cross-breeding between species. Roark’s source had told him Kilkian females were born with a marker that matured and activated when they reached the child-bearing age of eighteen seasons. The ring-like marker not only ensured their good reproductive health, but would also reject any seed that wasn’t of the highest level of Kilkian gene from passing through, maintaining a pure breed of species.

The princess, by virtue of her status and carrier of a specific royal gene would be the recipient of a ring different to the others and highly distinguishable by color apparently. Unless her mate was of a carrier of a similar noble Kilkian gene, her purity marker would reject any other seed. Roark’s source had also informed him once the marker became activated, it could just as easily be removed. And with the princess already twenty seasons old, her marker had long since been activated already. Being in possession of her royal purity marker would be undoubtable proof for the councilors of Kilkian that Roark had taken their princess.

But she was an unfair enemy.

When her honey-saturated flesh danced with sweetness on his tongue, he immediately replaced her sweet taste with the bitter flavor of death. The demise of his subjects, slain by a treacherous Actual army under her father’s command, taking what didn’t belong to them.

When her scent, like sun-kissed roses, lingered on him, he remembered the utter defeat running through his veins as he sliced off heads of an army that seemed to multiply before his eyes.

He owed his citizenry solid retribution and he’d take it any way he could.

Sentara could take a decade to regrow, to strengthen. He now had to train the young into soldiers and that would see them as an easy victory for anyone wishing to take the famous Sentara land. The Kilkian king had placed Sentara at their weakest directly after the biggest battle of their lives with Toria and slain more than half of the Sentara council.

This was war.

A different kind of battle but war still the same. He reached for her bound wrists and untied her. Her hands immediately fell to his chest. His finger slid into her entrance and her breath fell staggeringly from her pretty lips. He ground his jaw, vowing not to be affected by her delicate petal-soft flesh. She was as smooth and silky soft there as the rest of her skin.

Her gaze held his, sparkling with confusion. As he deepened his touch just a little more, making contact with her ring that laid shallowly inside her, her eyes glazed over and her back arched.

Fuck.

He lowered his head and glanced at her hardening nipples. Her sweet wetness now coated the tip of his finger. Her fist opened and her palm lay over his heartbeat as she clung to him. Her touch enflamed his blood causing him to clench his mind against her sudden power over him. Still he wrapped his arm around her waist, his hand so big it spanned over onto her ass where he knew she’d be glossily streaked red by his hand. He pulled her closer as the tip of his finger traced her ring. He shouldn’t have. The scent of her seemed to weaken him completely like he had never been weakened before.


Sunday, May 21, 2017

Love Under the Violet Crown by Sterling Scott & Sahalie Blue

I'm so happy to welcome Sterling Scott & Sahalie Blue to my blog! And they're here to share an enticing excerpt from their new book - LOVE UNDER THE VIOLET CROWN (Passion Quest Book Two)




Mythology becomes truth 

Dr. Julie Patterson is an Alien Anthropologist. She is on a quest to bring peace to the Galaxy.

Julie and her scientific team are aboard the starship Kart Wilhelm, orbiting the planet Maia-3 with its population of Bronze Age humanoids. Their mission is to redirect the focus of the war-like beings to become successful trading partners. To accomplish this goal, the invading scientists kidnap key individuals and implant new ideals of peace and freedom into their brains.

A native of Maia-3, Iva is a member of the wealthy and deeply spiritual Violet Crown family. Following the custom of her people, her father arranges a marriage to the mathematician, Archmed. Although Iva is an influential citizen, her marriage is only for producing children. However, she longs for true love with her husband. She wants him to reject the concubines he uses for pleasure and lie with her alone.

One night, the scientists seize Iva and Archmed. Iva mistakes them for the gods. Remembering the experience, she has a plan to capture her husband’s love.

The best laid plans of scientists and natives go awry. Following their long voyage through hyperspace, the starship’s crew is distracted by the amorous, scantily-clad natives on the warm, inviting planet. Combining business with pleasure creates problems for Julie’s objective. Meanwhile, Iva is kidnapped by a sinister native bent on having her as his wife. The
fledgling unity on Maia-3 is shattered.

Can Julie and her lover, Marine Lt. Harold Hunter, restore discipline to the ship and bring peace to the natives? And what is Dr. Patterson’s secret mission?

This sexy, spanky, romantic romp in outer space is a sequel to “Love on a Forbidden Planet”, but it can be read as a stand-alone novel.



A drone with four claw-like legs suspended in the air a few feet behind the back edge of the table. Wand-like probes extended from the front two legs, while the back two leg extensions looked like small wooden planks.

Harold explained as he picked up a remote control from the table's edge. “The engineering team partnered up with Mrs. Hazelton to develop this contraption and asked me to make sure it works. You, my dear Julie, are to be our test subject. Welcome to the 'Walloping Wilhelm'.”

“What?” Julie collapsed into laughter. “The Walloping Wilhelm? Surely you can't be serious?”

When she stopped to catch her breath, she found him staring at her, an amused expression on his face.

“I am quite serious. Think of this as an experiment. As a test subject, you will be making a serious contribution to science by submitting to our spanking machine.”

Julie protested, “A spanking machine? You're not going to use that-that thing on-on me, are you? You just told me you hate to see a woman cry!”

“I do, but that is when a spanking is for punishment. When I spank a woman for pleasure it is another matter entirely. Indeed, I assure you this spanking is not intended to fully punish you. It is for a test demonstration. Although, I do think you need a few good wallops for your little temper tantrum back there at dinner.”

“I'm sorry, Harold. Really,” she whined.





Sterling Scott writes of his imagined adventures within the backdrop of actual historical events. While some of his stories are more fictional than others, he likes to entwine real events into a new version of how it should have happened. Additionally, he includes experiences from his life and those friends who have shared events with him.

When not writing, Sterling travels the highways and visits his children. He spends a lot of time playing with his first grandchild.

Sahalie Blue was born and raised in the Midwestern US along the shores of Lake Michigan. She now lives in the Pacific Northwest, treasuring the great outdoors of her new home.

Sahalie loves hiking in the region's majestic Cascade Mountains, dense mossy forests and sagebrush-filled deserts. Her revered, special place is Sahalie Falls, a roaring waterfall that pounds the McKenzie River into a rainbowed mist. 

She's been married for several years to a computer guy who loves to tell jokes. She appreciates laugh-out-loud moments. She enjoys reading just about anything, but mysteries, romances, and science fiction are her favorites. She is passionate about expressing her thoughts and feelings in her writing.

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

To Own You by Jaye Peaches

New from Jaye Peache's Trust Me Series - TO OWN YOU!




A disciplined mind. A disciplined body.

Married to Jason Lucas, Gemma is handling how to be the wife of a millionaire. In a moment of foolishness, she makes an error of judgement; an act she regrets and she must face the consequences that tumble on afterwards.

Jason married for love, but will he be able to give his wife the romance she desires? His passion to be her Dominant remains strong but can he find a way to meld romance and dominance? After an event leaves him worried for Gemma's safety, he has the idea to take her to New York City. He asks her to submit to a week of escapism involving domination and submission, bondage and kinky sex. Will she agree to trust him and will she survive his style of domination for the duration?

Most importantly - will their love survive the retribution that awaits them upon their return?

Both characters are sexy and know what they want. Neither are novices. One takes control and the other yields. In the bedroom, there are the erotic scenes of BDSM, discipline and romance. The dynamic can be intoxicating—and dangerous.



Jason dipped a strawberry in the chocolate covering her stomach and offered it to her. She licked the chocolate off before biting into the strawberry.

“Yummy.” She managed to swallow without any discomfort. After the strawberries came apple segments, then a cube of melon. Everything tasted delicious, but she’d an appetite for something else.

“Cheese, darling?” Leaning over her, he offered her the brie.

“Please, Sir,” she murmured, masking her disappointment. Cheese wouldn’t stave off her hunger. The chocolate slithered down her cheek as he fed her.

“My turn I think,” he whispered.

He made her wait as he undressed. Stripped, Jason poured more chocolate over her. First her breasts, then her thighs, between her legs and over her exposed sex. She was covered. Having removed the tray, he left the bowls of fruit and lay next to her on the bed.

“You look delicious, and I’m very hungry and you are very edible. Where to begin? With these I think.”

He picked a strawberry and trailed it around her nipple, coating it in chocolate. After taking a bite, he scooped more chocolate from her breast with the remaining piece.

“Yummy.” He smacked his lips.

Gemma wriggled, driven crazy by the sensual game, as he systematically worked his way over her body. Dispensing with the fruit and cheese, he stuck out his tongue and licked the chocolate off her breasts, heading down her flat belly. He lingered for a while, using his wet tongue, swirling the rough tip of it around her navel. She gasped as he approached the space between her legs and licked her coated clitoris. It was instantaneous: her need to come. He sucked her clit hard, tormenting her further into the abyss of an impending orgasm.

“Oh God, oh God! I’m coming. Please, master,” she shrieked, terrified he would refuse her. How could she stop herself?

“Come,” he ordered and sat back on his haunches as she writhed and moaned. The remaining chocolate continued to slide across her skin, cooling into sticky trails and adding to the strange sensual concoction.

“Now what about me?








I'm an author of erotic D/s romances including Amazon bestsellers. All my books contain an element of BDSM, spankings or erotic games of sensual exploration. If you desire a little thrill, something to entice, then please take the time to read one of my books. Thank you! 

When not writing, I’m busy spending time with her family, enjoying music, sometimes drawing and if the weather allows, gardening. 




Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Dark Side of the Sun by Addison Cain

New from Addison Cain - DARK SIDE OF THE SUN!




Murder and seduction are an art form, and Gregory Harrow is the master.

Arabella, the Baroness of Iliffe, knows her life is nearing its end. For years the young widow has been hunted across England, running from her past, thrust onward into desolate wastes until there is nowhere else to hide. With the little time she has left, her desperation has driven her into the arms of an extremely sinister man who desires more than just her company.

Gregory Harrow, bastard born gentleman, takes what he wants, and is willing to use anyone and anything to achieve his aims. Greedy, cunning, cruel, he claims to love her, offers to kill for her, but lies come easily to his tongue. 

She knows she cannot trust him, but making a deal with the devil might just be her only chance for survival.

DARK SIDE OF THE SUN is a full-length regency era dark romance from internationally bestselling author Addison Cain about depravity, desire, and acute retribution.


Editorial Reviews

I normally have a hard time with the stiffness of Regency romances, but this one takes every trope that annoys me, burns it to the ground, and gives me everything dark and salty I want instead. HHHNGG! So good! You will love it. -Eris Adderly, bestselling author of Gallows Pole 

18th-Century sexy meets 21st-Century dark and twisty in a way that only Addison Cain could do it. I've never been so caught up in a romance! Dark Side and the bastard gentleman within will keep you up far past an hour decency would allow. See how far into the shadows Addison Cain can take regency romance! –Jennifer Bene, internationally bestselling author of Security Binds Her




Monday, May 1, 2017

Gaining Maisy by Summer Graystone

Summer Graystone is here today with her new book - GAINING MAISY!



Ready to start over and escape the demons of her past relationship, Maisy Dennis is hell-bent on getting in shape, building some confidence, and enjoying life. After joining a gym and hiring a personal trainer, Maisy receives more hands-on treatment than she ever dreamed possible.

Personal trainer, Carter Lewis knows his way around the gym--and around a woman's body. No stranger to the wild world of domination, Carter can spot a woman with a deep need for total submission from a mile a way. And the beautiful, but broken Maisy is just begging for it. Now, it's Carter's turn to teach Maisy just how gorgeous and sexy she really is--if she'll just accept her curves and size for what they truly are: Sexy as hell.



Every thought left Maisy’s mind as Carter wrapped his hands around her waist to slip them into her gym shorts, cupping her ass around her panties. It seemed like he was massaging where he had just spanked and Maisy felt her bones turn to goo as his hands swept up and down her ass. Then his thumb brushed the bottom end of her pussy from the back, and Maisy moaned loudly as she clutched his chest and plastered her body against his. A move that allowed her to feel every inch of the erection resting between Carter’s legs. Maisy rubbed her thighs against it, hoping to punish him a little like he was doing to her. But apart from a slight increase in breath and a jerk of his engorged cock, Carter barely acknowledged the contact.

Then with his hand still in her ass crack, his thumb just barely edging her pussy from the back, he leaned in close to her. “If you can complete fifty sit-ups without stopping, I’ll put my tongue where my thumb is.”

Adrenaline spiked through Maisy, and at that moment she would have done a hundred sit-ups just so she could feel his tongue soothe the ache between her legs. Forgotten was the fact that, up to that point, the best she had ever been able to get to was about thirty. She quickly got on the floor, raising her knees up till she was in the position to start. Then just before she started, Carter dropped down to his knees and slid in between her legs. Normally, he would hold her by her ankles to keep her steady while her back went up and down. But today, his hands slid up her legs, caressed her thighs, then she felt the pad of his thumb circle around her aching pussy, the friction causing another wave of arousal to course through her whole body. “Remember, my tongue here if you get to fifty.”





Hi! So my name is Summer, and I’m a part time erotica author, who attends classes during the day, and writes dirty romantic erotica by night. When I’m not in school studying photography, I also work as a portrait photographer at a small local studio near the beaches of Florida. 

Some fun facts about me are that I love apple martinis (I just turned 21, so I can’t get enough of them) and I love Star Wars, The Vampire Diaries, the Originals, The Walking Dead and Smallville. I’m a gamer girl too. Animals are close to my heart, and I have a 3-month-old bearded dragon named Yoda (he’s green and white) and a spaz of a dog named Nala who is a Terrier/Pomeranian mix, but I digress. 

My favorite thing to do is to write sexy stories that will melt your panties off, and emotional stories that will make you cry, and rejoice when the hero gets the girl in the end.