The captive is spanked…

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Happy Saturday! This week I am stepping back to my #1 bestseller, The Viking’s Conquest, to offer you one heated spanking between Anders, and his new captive, Aurelie.

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He spanks me again, and this time the pressure pushes my pelvis straight into his waiting hand. Once again I gasp at the simultaneous pain of the sting and pleasure at the contact, completely lost to them both. A new sensation hits me; the feeling of his hot mouth at my left hip. He kisses me once, and then twice, his hands still capturing me in their sweet and agonising trap.

“Your behind is very rouged,” he whispers.

I open my eyes for the first time in a while, acknowledging his words and yet, still unable to answer them. After a moment, I catch my breath.

“Yes, my Lofðungr,” I say excitedly.

“Why?” he asks softly, dipping his head and kissing my hip again.

I don’t even think, my mind filled only with this new, all-consuming need that has been revealed. “I was a bad table,” I say, barely recognising my own voice.

“Yes,” he purrs, his head so close to my quivering core that I can feel the heat from it. “Very bad…” he agrees.

“I’m sorry,” I reply, frantic for him not to stop this unbelievable feeling between my legs.

“I know you are,” he whispers again, “but your punishment is not through.”

I close my eyes again, just before his right palm spanks my begging behind.

“You need to be punished, Aurelie, don’t you?”

“Yes, my Lofðungr,” I cry, sounding desperate. “Please… Please spank me!”

I can barely believe the words spilling from my mouth and yet I care not for them, and only for the burning ache between Anders’ hands.

Accordingly, he complies, landing one and then another smack. I buck between his hands, my wet core some greedy living thing. It’s as though I have no control over my own body whatsoever. Anders is now the one pulling my strings and I am powerless to prevent it. In fact, on the contrary, I absolutely love it.

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Craving his discipline.

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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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Time for the crop

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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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Dreaming of Discipline…

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It’s Saturday, so surely it must be time for another spanking? 😉 This week, my #SatSpanks snippet is taken from a dream sequence in Taming Lady Lydia. The book, which is set to be released in less than a week now (how exciting is it to be able to say that?!) sees Lydia’s yearning for Thomas’ discipline stirring from the things she has witnessed. This curiosity spirals into outright desire, and this longing translates into one potent night of dreaming…

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His hands are on me in an instant. One rests against my shoulder blade, stroking the fabric covering my skin with gentle circular motions. The other begins at the backs of my knees, gliding its digits north to where my behind awaits its attention. I am aware of each sensation, the tension in me building from a low hum to a constant vibrating need. By the time his right hand has reached the orbs of my bottom I am holding my breath in anticipation of what is to come. The contact is fleeting, and I imagine his palm raised over my body as I had witnessed earlier. The thought is splintered as it reconnects with my flesh, the sting burning through the thick fabric of my gown.

Before I can truly process the sensation the hand has left me again, coming back down hard, this time on the right cheek alone. I wince, allowing my head to fall forward as the same force is used against my other buttock. The strikes continue, varying in pace and intensity. Initially each one hurts a lot, and I force my lips to still, fighting the instinct to call a halt to proceedings at once. I want this—I need this—stop fighting, Lydia… Gradually the tension in me lessens, and the urge to resist wanes. I can still feel the blows, registering each one on some subliminal level, and yet as they rain over me my mind relaxes. And it is then—right at this most critical juncture—that the desire already swimming between my legs comes to life.

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Assuming the proper position.

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It’s Saturday, and my weekly #SatSpanks post comes to you from the sunny and beautiful island of Madeira. 🙂 This week, Thomas is teaching Lydia a little about the correct position for a lady to receive a spanking. Lydia, with virtually no experience in these matters, still has a lot to learn…

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“Place your head down over my lap, against the rug below should you need to rest it. That is the correct way for a naughty girl like you to be spanked, is it not?” He sounds excited as he instructs me, and the thought spurs me on. Whilst I do not want to leave the safety and comfort of my bed, I do not want to upset him either, so with some reluctance, I shift my weight, slowly moving so that my whole upper body now hangs over His Lordship’s lap as he commanded.

“Good girl,” he says, and I relish how pleased he sounds, despite the discomfort I find in the new position. I feel the warmth of his left hand against the small of my back, and then the other hand moves from its resting place at my backside. I brace, suspecting that the commencement of my spanking may now be imminent. “Tell me what you desire, Lydia?”

I hear his voice from over the top of me. It sounds like such a distance now. I hesitate, unwilling to once again vocalise the crude needs I feel. All at once the weight of his palm is upon me, creating a small wave of air, and then the loud crack as our flesh connects. I cannot help but gasp at the contact, the sharp sting warming my bare cheeks at once.

“Tell me, Lydia!” This is much less a question and more of a command. The intonation resonates within me deeply, especially as I find myself once again over my guardian’s lap.

“To be spanked, My Lord, Thomas,” I reply in a rush. “I desire to be spanked!”

He greets my words with a fresh strike. It connects with my sitting spot perfectly, catching both upturned cheeks and making contact with my most needy place below. The fresh sting rouses me, sending a gush of desire whipping through me.

“Is this what you need?” he asks, spanking me again, this time hitting the left cheek, and then the right.

Below him I squeeze my eyes shut, ready to absorb the sensations his hand offers, and yet somehow unable to process the utter denigration of finding myself completely naked and upturned over his lap. “Yes,” I whimper, almost at the same time that he spanks me again.

“Yes. What?” He punctuates his words with sharp swats to my backside.

“Yes, My Lord!” I reply in a gasp.

Three further spanks land in fast succession, each connecting with my sitting spot, and I suspect rather deliberately catching the throbbing wetness pooling at the summit of my legs.

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“You are in charge.”

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It’s Saturday, and I think you know what that means… Assume the position, and here we go with another sizzling snippet from my current WIP – the sequel to the hotly-anticipated, Taming Lady Lydia

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“My cravat was not intended to be a pleasurable gag, Lydia,” he tells me, guiding my mouth towards his face with the with his large palm. “It helped to remind you how to control your mouth, and which of us makes the rules in this marriage.”

I am now just inches from his strong jaw, and I want so desperately to kiss the stubble there. Perhaps sensing my desire, he tilts his head, capturing my chin and drawing my attention back to his eye-line. “Which of us is that, Lydia?”

I squirm under the weight of his expression; his green orbs ooze a quiet, knowing authority. “You, Thomas,” I whisper, my words spilling out in a rush. “You are in charge.”

Just saying the words aloud makes my core liquefy.

“That’s correct, my love,” he purrs seductively at me. “I am in charge. So if I ask you to refrain from speaking on a subject for a specific period of time, I do expect you to obey me.”

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Remember your manners!

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This time I bring you another scorching snippet from my forthcoming hot Regency spanking romance, Taming Lady Lydia. This little teaser is a reminder for Lydia to always thank Lord Markham when she has received a sound spanking…

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“Ouch, Thomas!” I yelp, angered to have received yet more punishment.

“What did I ask you to do once we reached fifteen?” he demands from the seat above me.

I swallow, straining my mind to recall his words. It is then that I realise I have forgotten to thank him for my spanking—the idea filling me with yet more derision. “Thank you, My Lord,” I spit out the words, not really meaning them at all. I can tell by his tone that he is unimpressed with my performance.
“Do you wish to receive another five swats, Lydia?” he asks coldly.

“No!” I say quickly, wishing he would just allow me up. “I am sorry, My Lord. Thank you for punishing me!” I cannot believe the words have left my lips, but left them they have.

“Mmmm…” He sounds unconvinced, but after a moment I feel him slide my stays and petticoat back over my punished bottom, followed soon after by the weight of my skirt. “Very well. This is done—for the time being.”

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