A glimpse of something new…

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This hump day, I want to share a sexy little snippet from one of the three WIP’s currently on my ‘to-write’ list!

I don’t want to say too much about this story yet, but I am mighty excited about it. It will encompass a number of new elements for me, including facets of the paranormal and some of the hottest menage scenes I have ever written… In this scene, there are only two players, and one scorching (and well-deserved!) spanking.

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I know she is playing with me, and yet I have never witnessed our guest be so docile and compliant. Not wanting to miss this unique opportunity, I offer her a small grin before kneeling up over her and flipping her onto her belly. She lands gently with a small yell of surprise, but offers little in the way of complaint as I lift her, and shift her soft nudity back over my lap. She settles in on top of me, nudging my hardness with her hip as her legs splay beautifully behind her.

“I’m going to redden this naughty little bottom of yours again, girl,” I say, with a forced severity which I hope she’ll be able to see through.

She twists to her left, assessing my face, and smiles as she realises that I am just feigning in order to heighten her sensation. “Thank you, sir,” she replies, blinking her long lashes at me. “I have been terribly naughty.”

“Yes, you have,” I agree. My palm lands flat against her bare bottom, sending a tremor of sensation down into her sex.

I look to her face, finding that her eyes have fluttered shut, and her mouth has fallen open. I keep watching as I spank her again, slightly harder this time. Her peaceful visage barely changes, although there is just the faintest glimmer of pain as the strike registers.

“I have the feeling that you’ve never been spanked before, Goldi.” The sound of her name revives her, and her blue orbs open, searching for my face. “Tell me, little girl, am I right?”

She braces as she catches the look of my right palm rising behind her, and then stills as it lands against both of her vulnerable cheeks again. This strike is harder still, and leaves a satisfying pink mark on her backside as I move my hand away.

“Yes, sir,” she answers in a whisper. “Nobody has ever spanked me before you.”

A blush engulfs her face at her admission, and the look of her stretched out subserviently over me sends a new, fierce jolt of desire shooting through me. My cock throbs painfully at my middle, desperate to be inside her.

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When eighteen-year-old Lady Lydia Franklin becomes the ward of Lord Thomas Markham after her father’s death, she quickly discovers that the wealthy, handsome gentleman believes in strict discipline for wayward young women. Her penchant for naughtiness soon earns her a sound spanking, but despite his willingness to punish her as often and as shamefully as he feels it necessary, Thomas’ firm-handed correction leaves Lydia helplessly aroused.

Though he is charged with ensuring that Lydia’s innocence is preserved, Thomas cannot help but notice her body’s response to his stern chastisement. It isn’t long before she is lying naked across his lap as she is spanked thoroughly and then brought to a blushing climax, and over the coming days he sets about teaching her what it means to surrender herself completely to a dominant man.

Being taken in Thomas’ arms proves more pleasurable than Lydia ever dreamed, and she finds herself imagining a future as his wife rather than his ward, but the dark rumors about his past are hard to ignore. When he asks for her hand she agrees to be his bride, but once the wedding is over will the bond between them hold firm or will it all end in scandal and heartbreak?

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It’s Saturday, and we all know what that means – it’s time for a spanking! 😉

This week, I bring you another sizzling interlude between Lord Thomas Markham and his beautiful ward, Lady Lydia. In this scene, Lydia is looking to garner Thomas’ attention, but she gets a little more than she bargained for…

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The depth of the authority in his voice stirs me, sending energy coursing around my body. It pools at the apex of my legs, causing delicious tingles there. “I am sorry to have pressed the point,” I say, and I mean it, although I cannot help but wonder if it is his discipline which I really crave and have missed this last week.

I swear he senses the answer as he reaches for me. He sinks the fingers of his right hand into my hair and draws my body toward him. “Lydia,” he says, his voice almost a low growl. “Are you being intentionally disrespectful, I wonder?”

A silent gasp leaves my mouth as I look upon him.

“Oh, so you are…” he says with a knowing smile. “That is what this is about…”

I flush, knowing that there is little point denying what we both already know to be true. I glance up to him, my eyes imploring the messages I long to say. He pulls me closer, pressing my head against his warm chest. “Have you missed me, my love?” His voice is a deep murmur into my right ear.

“Yes…” I just about manage.

“And so you have chosen to be intentionally disobedient, to garner my attention?”

I shift my head, looking wildly into his face. “It is not my intention, My Lord,” I whimper.

“Oh, really, little one?” he asks, as that brow arches once again. “I think that is an untruth. I think you did intend to disobey me, and I think you did so because you have missed my discipline. Am I correct?”

I am trembling as I reply, utterly startled by his ability to read me. “Perhaps, yes, My Lord, but I did not want for you to be angry with me.”

He smiles. “Lydia,” he coos. “I am not angry. But you and I both know what happens to naughty, disobedient young ladies, don’t we?”

My mouth parts reflexively. “Will you spank me?” I whimper.

“Yes,” he says, pulling me toward him as he reseats himself. “I realise that I have been remiss in my duties to you, and for that I apologise. I intend to make amends right this moment.”

In an instant he pulls me forward and down toward his lap. “But, My Lord!” I exclaim as I lurch headfirst over his breeches. “Not here, Thomas! What if somebody finds us?”

“We have had this conversation, Lydia,” he says firmly as he hoists me into position, “and I have assured you that I will spank you either with, or without, an audience.”

I gasp, feeling the skirts of my gown, petticoat, and stays dragged up my back, leaving my behind exposed and vulnerable. Almost immediately, his hand lands against my bare skin, the sound resonating around the study. I squeeze my eyes shut, stunned by the escalation of events. I pray silently that none of the staff will hear us and enter the room unexpectedly.

A further four swats are landed on my bottom, and they are hard and intense spanks. I am forced to bear each one, feeling the sting and then warmth they leave after his palm has left. From this angle behind his desk I can see very little, except for the expensive rug at my fingertips.

As the next strike lands, I hear Thomas’ voice from over my head. “Why are you being spanked, Lydia?” he asks.

I notice his voice is calm, but there is just the slight edge of arousal laced there.

“I was disobedient, My Lord,” I reply, my own voice trembling as I do.

“Yes,” he agrees, swatting me hard on the rear again. “You disobeyed me in order to get the attention you require, instead of coming to me and telling me about your needs.”

His hand lands on my behind again. “And for that reason, little one,” he says firmly, “you will receive a sound spanking on your bare bottom, and you will thank me for it.”

I whimper as the next strike lands, catching the pulsating need between my legs. “Yes, My Lord,” I moan from over his lap. “Thank you.”

Five swats land quickly, and instinctively I mean to get up, arching my back as I try to move.

His hand holds me down decisively. “You will stay over my lap, Lydia,” he calls out, and I flinch at the volume, hoping that nobody else will hear him. “You need this punishment, do you not?”

“Yes,” I whine, wincing as the next spank lands.

“Yes, you do,” he says, reaffirming my own thoughts. “So just take it, little one.”

I swallow hard, loathing the way he calls me his little one as he spanks me. The label, of course, helps to reinforce my subservience to him. The onslaught continues, and the stinging sensation is intense. He pushes me on, the utter indignation of the punishment both riling and arousing me. At some point I lose count of the swats, feeling the tension between my legs growing and building. I know I am wet, and I long secretly for Thomas to explore me there.

His palm eventually pauses, pressing itself against the warmth of my bare bottom. “How do you feel now, my love?” His voice is filled with passion.

“Thank you for my spanking, Thomas,” I murmur, unsure what else to say.

I hear him laugh, and slowly, teasingly, his fingers dip between my hot cheeks.

“Well done, my love,” he soothes, as one and then two digits slip against my wetness.

I mewl and groan, loving the intensity of his touch already.

“So wet and beautiful,” he whispers adoringly. “I yearn for our wedding night, Lydia, when I can finally possess you as a man should claim his wife.”

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Her Alien Doctors by Sara Fields

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In anticipation for the weekend, I am pleased to host the awesome Sara Fields, and her recent red-hot sci-fi erotic romance, Her Alien Doctors. Check out the details of this sizzling story below…

After nineteen-year-old Jenny Monroe is caught stealing from the home of a powerful politician, she is sent to a special prison in deep space to be trained for her future role as an alien’s bride.

Despite the public bare-bottom spanking she receives upon her arrival at the detention centre, Jenny remains defiant, and before long she earns herself a trip to the notorious medical wing of the facility. Once there, Jenny quickly discovers that a sore bottom will now be the least of her worries, and soon enough she is naked, restrained, and shamefully on display as three stern, handsome alien doctors examine and correct her in the most humiliating ways imaginable.

The doctors are experts in the treatment of naughty young women, and as Jenny is brought ever closer to the edge of a shattering climax only to be denied again and again, she finds herself begging to be taken in any way they please. But will her captors be content to give Jenny up once her punishment is over, or will they decide to make her their own and master her completely?

Publisher’s Note: Her Alien Doctors is the second book in the Captive Brides series. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

How hot does this book sound? 😉 If you agree, then brace yourself for this tantalising teaser…

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“I was hoping we wouldn’t have to start out on the wrong foot, but I can see you’re going to need a firmer hand than most of our patients here. Now, where could you have hidden the rest of the implements?” His gaze focused back on her.

 She shrugged and turned away, refusing to meet his questioning eyes. Feeling his presence move closer, she shivered and held her breath. His hand reached out and gently, yet firmly, grasped her upper forearm, forcing her to stand. With his other arm, he lifted the mattress, revealing the rest of the implements she had hidden there. Swallowing nervously, she peeked up to see his expression and quickly looked away when she saw his stern disappointment.

 “Now, that’s awfully naughty for a young lady like you to do, hmmm?” He picked up each one up and returned them to the drawer, each one making a loud and awful sound as it dropped down onto the wooden bottom. Chewing at her lip, she nervously waited for whatever was to happen next.

 She watched anxiously as he righted the mattress and put it back into place. His hands reached back into the drawer and pulled out the brown leather paddle and tossed it on the bed. In a whirlwind of movement, he sat down on the bed and threw her over his lap. In a fraction of a second, her nightgown was pushed up to the small of her back and her panty-clad bottom was in his full view.

 “No! You can’t do this,” she exclaimed, growing angrier with each passing moment. She reached back and tried to cover herself with her hand, but that only resulted in him capturing her wrist within his broad fingers. “No! Stop it! You can’t spank me, you… you asshole!”

 “Such language. Sean isn’t going to like that. I suggest you learn to curb your tongue unless you want to be punished frequently.”

 She jumped when his warm fingers caressed the curve of her lower backside, almost like an unspoken promise that they were about to cause pain to the sensitive skin back there.

 “Your file indicates that you’ve been spanked quite a few times since your arrival, isn’t that right, Jenny?”

 “Whatever, just get it over with,” she huffed with false bravado. She glared at the floor as her annoyance grew to higher levels. As usual, she could feel her traitorous body responding to the idea of discipline, something she had noticed the very first time she’d been punished by one of the guards.

 Her breathing deepened as she pressed her thighs closer together, sensing the wetness that was already gathering there. The first time that happened, she thought it had been just a fluke, but when it happened a second and third time, she knew that something was wrong with her. Spankings were supposed to deter her from behaving badly, but instead her body seemed to desire them, even crave them. She felt so ashamed of herself.

 As his fingers lay calmly against her skin, she couldn’t help but moan softly in anticipation. Her bottom cheeks tingled, knowing that her pale white skin was soon to turn a cherry red. His palm patted gently a few times on each side and she stiffened, held tight against his thighs. She was distinctly aware of just how large his hand was as it cupped her ass, noting that it seemed to cover one entire side all by itself.

 “Please don’t,” she begged, her voice much softer than before.

 “All you have to do is behave, Jenny, and you’ll be able to avoid punishments such as the one you are about to receive. A spanking will be good for your attitude and your well-being. You must accept that you are no longer in charge. Now, no more arguing. It’s time for your first punishment under my care.”

 Her whole body tensed when his warm palm left her skin. The first spank seemed to echo loudly off the walls and by the time the second one sounded, she felt the sting hit her at last and she shrieked.

 “Ouch!” she cried out. “I’ll be good, I promise!”

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Regency intimacy

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It’s hump day, and this week I bring a moment of quiet serenity between Lord Markham and Lady Lydia, because even the most carnal couples need love and intimacy…

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“What just transpired between us, Thomas?” I ask, dreamily.

He chuckles lightly at my question. “I think you know, my love,” he says, kissing the top of my forehead.

“Well, yes,” I admit. “Yet it was more than that, wasn’t it? It felt more…?”

“I think each time we love each other it feels a little more?” He offers the explanation whilst leaning on his right elbow, looking down upon me.

I consider his words, but find that they do not sufficiently explain the breadth of what I feel. “I think it was the crop…” I confess, burying myself into his chest as the admission leaves my lips.

“Yes,” he breaths into my hair. “You did seem to enjoy it more this time?”

I sigh, the sound resonating deeply within me. “It is wondrous – and awful – all at the same time?” I risk a glance up to his face, as I offer my account.

“I will never deliver more than you can handle,” he promises.

I swallow at his sensual expression. “I know,” I whisper.

“It seems,” he says, drawing himself down so that we are now eye to eye. “That you are more and more relishing my darkness, Lydia?”

“I relish every part of you,” I reply, but then seeing his expression I stop. “Yes, I think you are right,” I affirm.

He kisses me once more, the act a sensual connection between us. “The more I push you in that dark direction, the more you respond, my love,” he says, his eyes boring into me.

“The more you push me there,” I correct him. “The more you make the mundane seem unpalatable.”

The last thing I remember is the sinful look on his face as I slip finally into a satiated slumber.

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Chosen by the High Judge

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Sentenced to an ancient ordeal,

Zara must pay for her naughtiness with judicial spankings.

Today, I am thrilled to be joined by the talented, Jaye Peaches, and her red-hot alien romance, Chosen by the High Judge. Read on for more about this tantalising read…

After twenty-year-old Zara Webb is arrested for delinquent behavior while living as an exchange student in an alien colony, she is placed into the custody of High Judge Galen Hosta. For the duration of her sentence, she will live in Galen’s home and under his authority, and the stern, handsome warrior will have the right not only to punish her in any way he sees fit, but also to take her to his bed and enjoy her beautiful body in any way he pleases.

Within moments of her sentence being pronounced, Zara finds herself over Galen’s lap for a painful, embarrassing bare-bottom spanking. But when she kneels at his feet, blushing crimson as she is made to thank him for her well-deserved punishment in the most humiliating way possible, she cannot hide her helpless arousal.

Over the coming days, Zara discovers that Galen’s mastery of her body will be far more thorough than she would have thought possible, yet even as she is brought to one intense, shameful climax after another, her need for him only grows stronger. But when her sentence is complete and she is no longer his prisoner, will she choose to stay by his side as his mate?

Publisher’s Note: Chosen by the High Judge is a stand-alone book set in the same world as Chosen by the Governor. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Are you ready for more? Here comes the sexy little snippet!

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She was still trembling. She had to tell him, because at the moment there was no choice. She couldn’t follow in the footsteps of Astra.

“I’m a virgin,” she blurted.

His hand dropped and his eyes widened in surprise. “You’ve never been with a man?”

She smirked, feeling a little mollified by the admission. “Well, yes, but not that way, and just because I get drunk… not all students…” she added feebly.

He laughed softly. “Forgive me, I have been presumptuous with my views of human copulation. Is it not your way to fuck once you come of age?”

Zara rubbed her hands up and down her arms. The direction of the conversation was creeping into the intimate, but if that was what he wanted from her, then he had to understand her better.

“It used to be something you did on the wedding night, you know.” She shrugged a little nervously. “Not so much like that these days. I’m twenty. I’ve just not met the right man.”

“Mmm, I see. Then if I was to tell you I promise to take your virginity with consideration, would you still accept my alternative sentence?”

Fuck, he’s keen.

He wanted her. She tingled all over and she shouldn’t. It couldn’t be right. He was going to punish her, fuck her, do whatever the hell he liked. “And then, after you take my virginity?” she asked slowly.

“You are mine,” he said softly.

“I don’t know, sir,” she stuttered, feeling overwhelmed and uncertain.

“I want you, Zara. I want to punish your sweet bare ass with my hand. I want to witness you come when I demand it. I want to enter you. You will submit and serve me every day. You will stay naked in my presence. In return I shall ensure your privacy is protected, your criminal files kept confidential and you will come to no harm.”

The room was hot. Or felt hot. The blood had rushed to her cheeks and she swayed.

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Time for the crop

An excerpt from my new release!

It’s Saturday, and my new Regency spanking romance, Taming Lady Lydia is finally out there, available to download to your e-readers right now! In order to celebrate, I am sharing a scorching little spanking snippet for #SatSpanks… Things are heating up for Thomas and Lydia in this scene, and it’s time for the ominous crop to make a new appearance.

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I moan through the gag at him, the sound more guttural a noise than I have ever heard from my own mouth before. It seems to please him, and he leans over me, gently stroking my golden curls away from my face. “Just wait until you have tasted my crop,” he promises carnally. “I vow to claim you in the most deeply passionate way until you are screaming into that gag.”

My eyes widen at his promise, but before I can force a response through the silk, he has gone, stalking his way around to my waiting bottom. I try to catch my breath, aware vaguely of what is to come, and yet too damn excited to build the necessary fear about it. The bed shifts behind me, and I feel the lightest touch at my left hip. I breathe noisily, waiting for the feeling of the crop against my skin, the feeling of the binds and the gag serving only to reinforce the notion that I belong to Thomas, and I am his to tie and lash as he chooses.

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Taming Lady Lydia is live!

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Good morning, today is the day! Not only is it Friday, but my long awaited, new Regency spanking romance, Taming Lady Lydia is finally released today! {does happy dance.}

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I have been desperate to bring you the torrid tale of Lord Thomas Markham, and his little spoiled ward, Lydia Franklin, and now – for the first time – you can grab the book for yourself right here!

Taming Lady Lydia is, beyond doubt, the most sensual and potent love affair I have ever penned. The Regency setting is perfect for all of those sizzling scenes of anticipation and desire. There is so much yearning, and very little opportunity to express a Lady’s true feelings… Needless to say, Lydia’s sexual liberation begins at the hands of her strict, new guardian, Thomas.

Here’s the blurb to whet your appetites just a little further…

When eighteen-year-old Lady Lydia Franklin becomes the ward of Lord Thomas Markham after her father’s death, she quickly discovers that the wealthy, handsome gentleman believes in strict discipline for wayward young women. Her penchant for naughtiness soon earns her a sound spanking, but despite his willingness to punish her as often and as shamefully as he feels it necessary, Thomas’ firm-handed correction leaves Lydia helplessly aroused.

Though he is charged with ensuring that Lydia’s innocence is preserved, Thomas cannot help but notice her body’s response to his stern chastisement. It isn’t long before she is lying naked across his lap as she is spanked thoroughly and then brought to a blushing climax, and over the coming days he sets about teaching her what it means to surrender herself completely to a dominant man.

Being taken in Thomas’ arms proves more pleasurable than Lydia ever dreamed, and she finds herself imagining a future as his wife rather than his ward, but the dark rumors about his past are hard to ignore. When he asks for her hand she agrees to be his bride, but once the wedding is over will the bond between them hold firm or will it all end in scandal and heartbreak?

Publisher’s Note: Taming Lady Lydia includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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