Molly gets frustrated in this #SatSpanks #ComingSoon

I am in the dreaded editing cave again right now, but Molly has a punishment and I figured you would want to hear about it!

Molly pulled at the chains which held her wrists in place, revelling in her utter degradation at his hands. Her eyelids fell closed as his fingers edged her towards ecstasy. She was close, so damn close, that just a couple of direct swats to her clit would be enough to send her spiralling out of control. As the realisation hit her, Molly’s lips parted of their own accord, her body braced for the impending pleasure.

“Yes, Sir,” she gasped. It was all she could manage as she chased her orgasm, her body acting independently by now, as if she had no control over it whatsoever. She heard his dark chuckle fill the air above her head, the ominous sound only fuelling her desire.

“So wet and wanton,” he murmured. “You’re even better than I’d imagined!” As he spoke his fingers began to slow, before they eased gently from her sodden pussy.

“No!” She groaned, the sense of frustration as her stimulation ceased was enormous, and she ground herself against his leg helplessly, desperate to find just enough friction to take her to the brink. This time he laughed out loud.

“Just look at you, pet,” he chortled. “So fucking desperate!”

Molly screeched with irritation, annoyed by reason that he sought to deliberately build her up like this, just to disappoint her. Who does that? It was worse than being kept and chained, it was just freaking cruel.

“Enough!” He barked, smacking her writhing backside with three hard swats. “Unless you want me to turn this backside black and blue, you will hold your tongue and keep still.”

She heard his words, and understood their gravity, so she willed her body to be calm, but all the while there was the unbearable, burning need that he’d inspired. There would be no relief, she knew that now, and as the reality washed over her, a low sob caught in her throat.

“Clearly I have over-indulged you,” Connor mused as his hand explored the tender skin of her bottom. “This was a punishment, pet. I made that clear right from the start, and that does not mean you’re entitled to pleasure afterwards.”

Hot tears pricked her eyes as she listened to him, but still she couldn’t make sense of what he said. Why play with her? Why stimulate her at all, if he had no intention of satisfying her? The guy really was a sadist if he thought this was fun…

As she blinked the fresh tears away, she saw him gazing down at her, his expression lit with an ugly smirk.


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Molly is threatened with a gag #SatSpanks #ComingSoon

I love how these two characters are developing, Molly and Conner are super fun to write!  This week, Molly thinks she has had enough, but Conner certainly disagrees.

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The spanking continued over Connor’s lap, Molly’s behind now surely on fire as his palm connected with her ass again. Her bottom felt several times larger than it had done before, and she wondered if and how she’d be able to sit once he’d finally finished.

He spanked her again and this one felt hard, even in spite of all of the previous swats. The next strike was harder still, and she gasped, fighting to resist the urge to try and move from her place.

“Please,” she murmured in desperation. “I’m sorry, Sir, but please. It hurts so damn much!”

It was a humiliating thing to admit, particularly in light of the position she found herself – upturned over a stranger’s lap for a bare bottomed spanking – but she was past caring about that now. It did hurt, a lot, and she wasn’t sure how much more of it she could take.

“Hush,” came Connor’s reply. “I don’t need your opinion, Molly. You’ll be punished until I am satisfied, and if you can’t keep quiet then I’ll be forced to gag that pretty little mouth of yours again. Got it?”

His voice was as hard and unrelenting as his palm, and she knew in that moment that there was little point in further protest. Connor had all the power, and she really didn’t want to end up gagged during the ordeal as well as bound and humbled.

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered into the bedding, uncertain if her voice would even carry to where he sat. “I’ve got it.”


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Conner tells Molly who owns her bottom #SatSpanks #Comingsoon

It is finally Saturday and I am at a writers retreat and I am so happy to be around other authors. So much that I almost forgot to post a Saturday Spanks post! I couldn’t let that happen, so let’s find out how Molly does in this week’s Sat Spanks sneak peek.

 

Molly saw the paddle rise into the air, her body tensing as he sent it crash back against her ass again. Shrieking through the gag, Molly struggled again, her breaths coming out in short pants.

“Suck it up, pet,” he sneered as he landed the third swat. “Or let me put this in a way an American will understand. Your ass is quite literally mine. Mine to strike, mine to taunt, mine to fuck, and now I have it right back here where it belongs.”

Molly baulked at his words, something about them sending her crazy. She screamed against the plastic in her mouth, yanking her arms at the straps, but it was futile. It was all futile.

Connor laughed at her performance; the fucker actually laughed as he delivered a number of hard strikes in fast succession. The sound of the paddle hitting her flesh filled the small room, consuming her with her own desolate fate. Was this to be it then, she wondered?

If there was really no running from Connor, then was her destiny to be his play-thing, his pet?

The thought was crushing, but instinctively she fought. She fought for air, for the will to get through this, for just an ounce of freaking composure; for anything which might help.

But there was nothing. There was only Molly, the damn bench with its impossible straps, and Connor. She sensed the paddle in his hand was only the first weapon he would use to break her.


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Molly gets punished in this hot #SatSpanks snippet!

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Here’s a dark, sexy snippet from the first book in my forthcoming dark trilogy. Get ready for the delightfully twisted world of Connor Reilly.

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“I’m sorry,” she whispered, apologising yet again, but this time her tone was raspy, her lust evident as she spoke, or maybe it was her trepidation? Connor couldn’t be sure.

He watched her, a small smile spreading across his face. “I know you are,” he cooed, “but sorry isn’t good enough. I asked you to drink all of the chocolate, and you failed in that challenge. That means, despite your very best efforts, you need to be punished.” Connor didn’t even try to hide the happiness in his voice as he cast his verdict, the look on her face making his cock throb with excitement.

“P-punished?” Her voice was low and sensual, but he could hear the anxiety in it.

“Nothing too dramatic,” he reassured her. “It’s the middle of the night for Christ’s sake, and I’m shattered, but you need to learn obedience, pet. On this point, and on every point.”

“I want to obey,” she replied in a shaky tone, “please don’t hurt me.”

That look in her eyes moved him. Yes, his cock was pulsating with undeniable need – a fact that Molly was no doubt aware of, given her close proximity – but it was more than that. It wasn’t just the sadist in him that her doleful expression called to, it was the man as well. At that moment she needed looking after, and protecting, and he was the lucky bastard who’d get to fulfil both desires. He’d give her the spanking of her life, and then he’d be there to console her.

“Remember what I told you before?” He told her. His voice had become a soft, sensual purr, and she raised her chin to meet his gaze. “I will hurt you, but I won’t cause you permanent harm. You need to be punished, pet, but then, you already know that don’t you?”

Molly was shaking her head, tears collecting in her eyes as she blinked at him. “But, I…” She hesitated, the urgency evident in her eyes. “I didn’t do anything wrong.”

Connor gave her an intentionally dark stare before he continued. “You don’t get to decide when you’re punished,” he sneered. “Or when your behaviour is acceptable or not. You are my pet now. You exist to please me, write for me and do as you’re told.”

He saw her gulp at that, and he hoped the reality of his words settled over her. For a moment there was silence, apart from her ragged breathing. “Do you understand?” He asked her, his tone low. Molly nodded.

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, slowly. “I understand.” That was good enough for Connor for the time being, and he backed away, returning to his place on the bed.

“Get up here then,” he ordered, beckoning to her with the index finger of this right hand. “I need to spank you now.” She rose on shaky legs, her chains all rattling at the same time as she stood before him. Connor’s eyes scanned over her gorgeous body, the metal at her wrists and the chain hanging between her breasts. Fuck, she was fabulous, and she was all his.


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Blake simply can not wait any longer in this #SatSpanks edition

Happy Saturday! I am so excited, the kids are finally back in school and I am finally finding time to WRITE.  I have several new books in the works and am excited to start talking about them.

But first, let’s join in with Lauren and Blake one last time in this #SatSpank edition.  If you haven’t picked it up, 1-click now!

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“Is this what you want, sweetheart?” he asked her just as he landed the next swat against her vulnerable cheeks. “Is this what you need?” She groaned, the sound traveling directly to his excited manhood.

“Oh, yes, Sir. Thank you!” He smiled, loving the look and feel of her. She made every one of his senses come to life with her hot, whimpering, and squirming body. She was as damn near to perfect as he’d ever known.

The spanking continued by the fireside. The weight of Blake’s hand rained down over Lauren’s rosy backside, her lusty groans growing louder with each strike. Her hands flinched at each impact, her small fingers sometimes stretching into long, spiky shapes, and balling into fists at other times, but not once did she try to resist him.

Lauren needed this spanking badly, and her body reveled in the way Blake mastered her. Her climax seemed to creep up on her. One moment she was aroused, apparently exulting in each new swat that he delivered to her backside, and the next she seemed to be right there, at the brink. Something about the way he spanked her hit just the right spot, each strike adding new impetus to her burning need. He imagined how engorged and excited her clitoris was about now, and the thought made him gleeful.

Lauren cried out as he drove her to the precipice, her back arching as the next spank pushed her straight over the edge. The sensation of her coming apart over Blake’s lap was compelling. He watched the tension in her toned little body, devouring the look of her pleasure as she finally collapsed over him. He shifted his weight as she slid from his thighs. He had to get inside her again. And it had to be now.

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Lauren gets the spanking date after all #SatSpanks #NewRelease #ComingSoon

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Saturday is FINALLY here and I am counting down the days until school starts. I’ve scrabbling about for an hour to work everyday, I am ready for the quiet!  I can’t wait for you to dive into my upcoming release in Ladder 54, it releases on 31 August.  Add it to your TBR!  I think this graphic is SO appropriate for this weeks #SatSpank snippet, take a peek!

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They started for the large stairwell, but Lauren’s small strides couldn’t match Blake’s massive ones. At the bottom of the steps, he paused, waiting for her to catch up. Once she was alongside him he swooped, seizing Lauren in his strong arms before carrying her up the staircase.

On the top landing, he crashed into the closest bedroom, Blake’s left arm slamming the door open as Lauren gripped onto his muscular neck. Her eyes blinked around the room, its luxurious décor apparently lost on her at this moment. He sat down on the bed, releasing her onto his lap.

“Stand in front of me,” he instructed, his voice calm despite the abrupt show of his authority. She obeyed, her heart threatening to rise into her throat as she raised her eyes to look upon him.

His earlier words swirled around and around her head. Are you going to take your spanking? Your spanking… It was like every deed, every moment, every illicit fantasy had all been leading her to this moment. This moment with Blake Anderson. He nodded.

“Thank you,” he replied, “although your display of obedience at this juncture isn’t going to save you from this spanking.”

“I know,” she croaked. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…” Blake lifted his palm to halt her words.

“Enough,” he said sharply. “There’s little point, sweetheart. We both know that you did mean to. In fact, I wonder if this wasn’t your plan all along?” She blanched, shifting her weight awkwardly between her legs. Perhaps he was right? She had been dreaming of this spanking for so long, it was possible that she’d pushed him on purpose, refusing to eat more just to enact the consequences.

“Well, you wanted a date filled with spanking, Lauren, and it begins now.” He stared at her, his expression gleeful. “Over my lap.”

Lauren gulped at the order, although her feet were already moving, doing Blake’s bidding. She stumbled to his right side, positioning herself at his knees before turning and bending over his thighs. There was silence as she yielded, the only sound her ragged breathing as she finally got into position.

Lying upturned over a man’s lap this way was a lot more uncomfortable than she’d ever imagined. His thighs pressed into her lower ribs and belly, and her behind felt absurdly vulnerable.

“Thank you for doing what I’ve asked, sweetheart,” murmured Blake from over her. As he spoke, his hands yanked at the back of her dress, pushing the linen up toward her shoulders. “I know this is your first spanking, so I’ll try to go easy on you, but I want this to hurt. I want you to remember the sting of my palm, and what happens to you when you defy me. You got it?”


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Zoe gets his hand #SatSpanks #NewRelease

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Thank goodness it is FINALLY the weekend! I have been so busy with the kids being home, trying to write, and find time to edit that I am ready for the weekend. My new release, Zoe’s Impetus in the N.E.R.D anthology, is doing amazingly well and I have just the perfect scene for this #SatSpanks entry.  If you haven’t picked it up, do so HERE before Monday because the price is only 99 cents through the weekend!


There’s a small chuckle from over me, and then all at once his palm leaves my jeans briefly, before it comes crashing back down against me. I think I gasp at the impact, my mind registering the pain, although I barely care.

He’s spanking me again, giving me what I want, and what I need, and for the longest time, that’s all I can think about. I stop fighting, my body slumping over his long limbs as the swats fall over me, his palm landing over and over again.

I groan as the pain builds, the heat radiating from my spanked behind and pooling between my legs. Christ it hurts, but I love it, and I wonder how I’ll ever move forward without this discipline in my life. The swats cease all at once, and his large palm comes to rest over my smarting bottom.

“Professor, please!” I wail, hating how desperate I feel at this moment. I don’t know what I’m calling for. Perhaps I want more of the pain, or maybe, I’m just appalled at myself for needing it.

“What is it, Zoe?” he asks, his tone raspy as he answers.

“Why have you stopped?” I feel my face flame a deeper shade of red at the question, but the words are out before the logical part of my brain can stop them. He laughs from over the top of me, and I tense at the sound.

“You’re enjoying this rather more than I expected,” he chuckles. “Usually a few hard swats will inspire some more dedication on the part of the reader, but with you, it seems not to be the case…” There’s a pause, and silence falls over the space. The energy within me furls as I wait for him to continue.

“Let me think,” he goes on. “Perhaps I’ll need to deliver a bare-bottom spanking to really get your attention, Zoe?”


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