A Strict Gentleman

The Never Ending Blog tour.

I’m back in the less-than-sunny UK, and it’s time for another fabulous visit from the Never Ending blog tour. Today, Jaye Peaches joins us, with her latest hot Victorian spanking romance, A Strict Gentleman.

In the book, twenty-three-year-old Kelly Regan didn’t expect much excitement when she took a job as a curator at a historic estate, but upon encountering a beautiful, mysteriously powerful mirror she suddenly finds herself transported back to the Victorian era.

Kelly is intrigued by the estate’s owner, the handsome bachelor Sir Henry Yarlswood, and in order to learn more about life in his household she impersonates another woman and obtains a position as his maid. But Henry is not a man who tolerates dishonestly from his staff, and after her deception is discovered Kelly’s bottom is bared for a painful, embarrassing spanking.

The stern punishment only increases Kelly’s desire to know more about her handsome employer, but after she is caught snooping through his personal effects she soon finds herself stripped naked for an even more shameful chastisement. Despite her sore bottom, however, she is deeply aroused by Henry’s firm-handed dominance, and when he claims her properly his masterful lovemaking leaves her spent and satisfied. But will their blossoming romance be enough to keep her by his side, even if it means leaving her old life behind forever?

Publisher’s Note: A Strict Gentleman includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Assume the position and brace yourself… Here comes the sizzling (18+) teaser!

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Reaching round, he hitched up her skirts, fighting the petticoats until he had hold of her drawers. With a yank, he brought them down past her arse. Spreading his fingers, he clutched at a cheek, and squeezed the warm lobe until it felt like it might melt in his palm.

She gasped, teetering on her tiptoes as he kneaded her naked buttock. The swell of desire extended to the end of his cock, filling it with hot blood and pushing it up. She rocked her hipbone against it, and it was his turn to gasp.

“Why, you vixen,” he charged her.

She giggled.

He still held the duster. “You shall be punished. I’m going to whip you with this,” he murmured, nibbling on her earlobe.

“No!” she squawked. “I’ve not done a thing wrong. It will hurt,” she added indignantly.

“Ha, I decide, do I not? And it won’t hurt, not in the way you think it will.” He pointed at the table. “Bend over and keep your skirts up.”

“Sir, this is most inappropriate. Someone might come—”

“Who? I keep this house quiet of servants for a reason. Now, bend!”

She fumbled with her petticoats and pouted. She frowned so sweetly, it hardened his cock to see her little displays of defiance knowing shortly she would be begging for relief and pleasure.

She folded over the end of the dining table with aplomb, dropping her drawers at the same time. As for the skirts, she hugged them under her hips, protecting her from the rigid edge of the oak.

He lifted the duster—a rod to which the feathers of a goose had been attached—and swept it across her bare arse. She squealed and her face screwed up tight.

“It hurts, it hurts,” she wailed.

However, rather than lift it off, he spread the feathers across her rump and dragged them down the back of her thighs, then reversing direction, up between her legs.

“Ooo!” She knocked her knees together and trapped the duster as it glided up her slit and furrow. The feathers became wet with her nectar.

“Again?” he asked, already knowing the answer.

“Yes, please,” she quipped.

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A Strict Gentleman by Jaye Peaches

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For a truly sinful Sunday, check out Jaye Peaches naughty new release, A Strict Gentleman

“You are bound by the rules of this century, not yours. I shall hold you accountable in whatever way I wish.”

Twenty-three-year-old Kelly Regan didn’t expect much excitement when she took a job as a curator at a historic estate, but upon encountering a beautiful, mysteriously powerful mirror she suddenly finds herself transported back to the Victorian era.

Kelly is intrigued by the estate’s owner, the handsome bachelor Sir Henry Yarlswood, and in order to learn more about life in his household she impersonates another woman and obtains a position as his maid. But Henry is not a man who tolerates dishonestly from his staff, and after her deception is discovered Kelly’s bottom is bared for a painful, embarrassing spanking.

The stern punishment only increases Kelly’s desire to know more about her handsome employer, but after she is caught snooping through his personal effects she soon finds herself stripped naked for an even more shameful chastisement. Despite her sore bottom, however, she is deeply aroused by Henry’s firm-handed dominance, and when he claims her properly his masterful lovemaking leaves her spent and satisfied. But will their blossoming romance be enough to keep her by his side, even if it means leaving her old life behind forever?

Publisher’s Note: A Strict Gentleman includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

If this has whetted your appetite, then brace yourself for this sizzling little spanking excerpt…

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Henry paused and flexed the rod before swishing it through the air a few times. It was a horrible sound, unmistakable. Her fantasy scenario of moaning girls and probing dominants with frisky fingers was nothing like the strict application of Henry’s cane.

“I wish to know, young lady,” Henry said as he continued to swish the cane through the air, “have you taken anything from this room?”

Taken? She’d looked in his journal, but not taken it. “No, sir,” she gasped.

The cane struck with a resounding thud and she drummed the palms of her hand on the seat of the chair. “No, I haven’t,” she repeated.

“Please keep your head up, Kelly. The mirror is there for both our benefits.”

He noticed she liked to look at him and he was using it to observe her too. It was an odd moment of reassurance. If he could see her face, the tears, the pained expression, he must be judging whether she was coping or on the verge of collapse. Was Henry so cruel as to want her to faint? She doubted it. Nothing she’d read in his journal, assuming he accurately portrayed his activities, implied he sought a woman’s injury or committed harmful acts. The cane stung like crazy, but it wasn’t being wielded with force, only accuracy.

She raised her head and stared at him. He nodded, then to her amazement, he stepped toward her behind and with his forefinger traced the line of the cane.

Kelly gasped, not because it hurt or made the mark throb any harder, but because it was tender and curative. For a few seconds she was thrilled, excited, and perversely aroused by that delicate touch. Now she throbbed in a new spot; her little nub was aching to be noticed.

“Because I know,” he said, stepping back, “that taken objects can be returned to their correct location without being missed.” He cracked the cane swiftly against her bottom.

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Get Captivated by Jaye Peaches!

This Tuesday, the Never Ending Blog Tour brings us the talented, Jaye Peaches, and her intriguing new release, Captivated!

Waking up in an unfamiliar bed in a room she doesn’t recognize is disturbing enough, but Anna Hadley becomes truly alarmed when she looks into the mirror and sees the face of another woman staring back at her.

Her confusion intensifies when a man—who apparently believes she is his wife—suddenly knocks on the door and scolds her for spending so much time by herself in the bedroom. To top it all off, it quickly becomes clear that the man has some very specific, very old-fashioned ideas regarding the proper way a husband should deal with a disobedient bride.

In spite of everything, the threat of having her bottom bared for a sound spanking arouses Anna deeply, and even as she searches for clues that might explain what happened to her, she cannot help becoming more and more attracted to her supposed husband.

It isn’t long before she earns herself a punishment, and when he reddens her backside and then takes her hard and thoroughly she is left spent and satisfied. But knowing she could find herself back in her own body at any moment, can she dare to fall in love?

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

Check out a sizzling hot excerpt from the book…

“If, if I submit to this punishment,” she stuttered, “do I get a say in what it is?”
He smiled. A subtle glint in his eyes. “No. You’ll get spanked, like last time.”
“Spanked?” Her voice trembled. She recalled the basement and the rows of implements. Each one etched onto her mind. Not quite viewing them like the kid in the sweet shop, she was tempted by some, repulsed by others. Years of wanting her bottom spanked by a strict man, the fantasies she’d constructed in her head, even the ones she’d written out on paper then destroyed, had come to this moment.
“Hen, you know I’m good for my word. Now please stand up. If my fingers find your pussy is soaking, your clit aroused, then your ass will have a meeting with my belt over this table.”
Not the basement. However, the relief was short-lived. The belt about his waist was a thick leather strap with a shiny buckle. Anna gripped the edge of the table with her fingers. Her clitoris, pussy, everything sexual shouted out for a fuck. She’d come the moment he laid his hands on her. All she had to do was submit and he’d take her anyway, without the spanking. Except, she so wanted the spanking, especially with a belt or strap. She’d lain many nights alone playing with her clit, wondering what it would feel like—the pain, the humiliation, the wantonness of yielding.
She cleared her throat. “Do what you want, I don’t care.” What the hell was she saying? Why play hard to get when he’d offered her the best fantasy of her life?
He strode around the table, dragged out her chair, and heaved her up with his hands hooked under her armpits. Too stunned to do anything but exclaim, she froze as he hitched up her skirt and rifled underneath for her panties.
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Felicity Brandon