Punished by the Viking – #SatSpanks #SpankingRomance #BDSM

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Yay, it’s Saturday at last! The Viking’s Possession is still sitting pretty at #1 in Amazon’s new releases, and the sun is shining, so surely it’s time for a spanking? Never fear, I’m here to deliver some red-hot discipline from my new book.

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He spanks me again, and again, each strike lighting a trail of fire over my backside. The sting starts to become unbearable, and I want to tell him to stop, yet I know there is little point. My Viking is the one who decides how and when to punish me, and only he will decide when my spanking is done, but oh, Gods, each strike is so painful! I wonder if I can really tolerate the intensity of this spanking. I lose count after thirty strokes, feeling the outline of his palm against my bare bottom.

“Just because you are in Lundborg does not mean you have free rein to say as you wish, Aurelie,” Anders goes on, his voice hard and unrelenting. “Let each swat of my hand be a reminder of this fact to you. I am the master, and you are the captive, whatever transpires between us. Every time you overstep the line, I will be here to punish you, my sweeting. I will be here to tan this beautiful backside and correct you.”

And correct me he does, his palm impacting over and over until I am on the verge of tears.

“Please, my Lofðungr,” I whimper, wanting desperately for the spanking to be done, and for his warmth and affection to resume in its place. “Please, I have remembered, and I will remember. Please stop!”

My plea is met by Anders’ dark chuckle, and I know in an instant that my punishment is far from over.

“I do so love to hear you beg, Aurelie,” he purrs, “but no, now is not the time to stop. Your spanking only truly begins when you think you can bear no more, and rest assured, my love,” he pauses to land a further three firm strikes to my sore bottom, “you will bear more for me.”

My eyes flutter closed at his promise, my head filled with the misery at his verdict. Of course, I never expected him to give in to me—Anders never has—yet I cannot help but think this penance far outweighs the severity of my crime.

“Tell me, Aurelie.” His voice rouses me from my wretchedness, his tone goading me as his palm finally pauses at my punished cheeks. “Tell me you will bear it. I want to hear you yield.”

“Yes, my Lofðungr,” I mewl from over his lap. “I am yours, and I will bear it.”

“That’s my good little sweeting,” he replies, the timbre of his voice vibrating over me. It’s thick with condescension and oozes glee, as though he is thoroughly enjoying my correction. If I know Anders, then I’m sure that he is. I writhe in abject humiliation over his hard legs, my mind weighted with the usual intolerable contradiction. There’s the distress of the punishment, and my inability to control proceedings, versus the simmering need within my core. The need to submit to him, to please him, but more than that—my desire to.

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Oooh! I’m so close to the full reveal. Stay tuned for the big moment over the next few days. If you missed it, then here’s the book’s blurb:

After she saves the life of Prince Anders, the Viking warrior who took her as his captive and tamed both her body and her heart, nineteen-year-old Princess Aurelie of Donrose knows that she can never return home again. She will belong to Anders forever, as his bride and his possession, destined to be used and enjoyed as thoroughly, shamefully, and often as he pleases. Though Anders has proven many times that he is more than willing to punish her bare bottom harshly for any disobedience, with war fast approaching between her brother and her husband, Aurelie puts her own life in danger in the hopes of making peace. But when her reckless gamble goes wrong, can Anders rescue his headstrong young wife before any harm comes to her? The Viking’s Possession is the sequel to The Viking’s Conquest, but can be read as a stand-alone novel. It includes spankings, and sexual scenes, including some scenes of sexual humiliation. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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“How is my captive now?” His tone is deep and intimidating, and the resonance sends a flood of moisture rushing from my core.

“A little afraid, my Lofðungr,” I admit, watching as he strips his doublet from his torso, revealing his strong arms and chest.

His eyes narrow slightly, but he does not pass comment. Instead, he pauses, watching me in silence for a moment, seemingly deep in thought. At length, he moves to a large trunk in place against a far wall, lifting the substantial lid, and identifying something he desires from its contents. He swoops, collecting it, and his gaze is back on me at once, searing into my flesh. “Why afraid?” he asks, stepping back toward me.

Trapped in the confines of his bedcovers, I eye the implement in his hands with trepidation. It’s a lash, much like the one he has used on me before, and memories of those times flood my brain, my mouth drying in an instant. “My Lofðungr, please,” I say, the plea out before I even have time to think. “Do I really deserve such a penance?”

He reaches the opposite edge of the bed, smiling. “Is it for you to decide how your punishment is delivered?”

I shake my head, fear and arousal combining to make me feel giddy. “No, my Lofðungr,” I whisper.

He drops to the covers below, his weight reverberating up the length of the bed to where I sit, curled into something of a ball. “You have no reason to fear me, Aurelie,” he smiles. “After everything which has transpired between us, do you really think I could cause you any real harm?”

I blink away the tears that have collected in my eyes, once more shaking my head at his question. “No,” I sniff, watching him as he slides further up the bed toward me. “But please remember, my Lofðungr, you hold all of the cards here. These are your chambers, your town—your people. I am but a foreigner here—an alien—your most recent conquest.”

His tongue darts from his mouth, licking his lower lip in an unconscious way. “Au-re-lie,” he murmurs in that way that makes me belly clench and my sex yearn for him. “You know me better than this now, no?” He poses it as a question, yet gives me no time to respond. “I do not bring women back to my castle—not ever—not until you.”

There is silence for a moment as I absorb his words.

“I have done a great many things which I am not proud of,” he continues. “I have humiliated and treated you unfairly…” Here he pauses, his gaze intense as we both recall the deeds to which he refers. My face

begins to flame at the memory of the things that have transpired between us. “I am a devil, Aurelie. I do not deny it. Yet you saved me, my sweeting, and so now, what am I?”

I draw in a deep breath, hypnotised by his performance. “You are the prince?” I offer in a tiny voice. “You always were.”

He smiles, dismissing my answer with a small shake of his blond hair. “A prince perhaps,” he concedes, “but much more than that, Aurelie. Now I am your devil—all yours—and you are mine.”

My heart is slamming against my chest as he crawls toward me, the black implement still clutched in his left hand. He rips the covers from my chest, exposing my breasts to the cool air once more, before straddling me with his formidable legs.

“You need not worry about my intention, or what you deserve,” he laughs softly. “I want all of your attention on me, right here, right now, do you understand?”

I nod, panting as he lowers his body over me. As he supports himself on his elbows, his lips brush over my mouth, his beard grazing me as he delivers soft caresses, before claiming my lips again. He finds me open and pliant, my mouth yielding for his sweet possession. It’s the most natural sensation in the world, and somehow the power of his kiss gives me strength. I am not afraid. I have come this far—and I do trust him.

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Pet play – #SatSpanks #Darkromance #BDSM

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It’s Saturday, and it’s less than one week until The Viking’s Possession is live! Have you added the book to your Goodreads TBR yet? If not, then do so now!

For this week’s #SatSpanks, I’m sharing more from my writing desk, and this time the darkness has turned to pet play…

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He placed the laptop on the ground to his left, wanting to give her his full attention. The reading would just have to wait, whatever his reservations on the subject. The third strike was firm and he made sure he whacked her pussy this time. The sound of moisture as the paddle connected with her wet seam made him smile broadly. “Three, pet,” he declared, waiting on the appropriate response from her.

“Th-thank you, sir,” she replied. He could tell she’d made herself say the words, but still, she had said them. And that was a start.

“Master,” he corrected her as she wriggled past him. “From now on, you will refer to me as your master.”

He heard the gasp which escaped her lips, and the sound made him chuckle.

“Yes, m-master,” she sighed, her face burning an even deeper shade of crimson.

The game continued, his paddle making contact with his pet’s reddening ass another six times as she crawled past him. Each time he made sure he spanked the tail held beautifully in place by the dildo inside her, and each time he waited for the appropriate response. His cock grew harder every time she called him master, and by the time she came around for the tenth swat, his desire burned almost as hot as her bottom.

Aiming for the final time, Connor landed the swat and sighed with satisfaction as he watched her shuffle away as quickly as her hands and knees would allow. Her ass wriggled perfectly as she moved, sending the tail into humiliating swing past the punished orbs of her behind. He hoped she appreciated these little touches as much as he did, but based on the visible evidence of her arousal, he reckoned Molly did.

“Thank you, master,” she conceded as she passed the fireplace, and he stood from the chair, rearranging the hardness in his pants as she crawled back to him.

“Stop,” he ordered, and as she complied, his erection throbbed hungrily. “You made it, pet. Even if you did require a little instruction towards the end.”

There was a small sniff from the woman at his feet, but she didn’t raise her head or reply.

“Did you enjoy your exercise?” He asked, choosing to ignore the lack of response for the time being.

That made her face move, and she lifted her chin to look at him, her pale eyes burning with defiance. “No, master,” she replied, practically spitting out the final word. “I did not enjoy it.”

He chuckled at her darkly, raising his right hand slowly to the side of her face. She shrunk away, trying to dodge the contact, but his palm insisted, following her flesh until there was nowhere else for her to hide. “That’s a shame,” he told her with a sigh. “Because I did enjoy it, very much, and you will certainly be back here for more exercise soon.”

A small sob caught in her throat as his words resonated through her, but she didn’t counter him. Evidently the sting in her ass was reminding her what the consequences of that action would be.

“And now to the pleasure,” he murmured, intentionally shifting his tone to something more soft and sensual. Molly’s eyes darted to him, widening with her apparent need, yet still she didn’t speak. “Do you think you deserve your pleasure, pet?”

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Awaking to the darkness – #darkromance #BDSM

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Good morning. It’s only nine days until the release of The Viking’s Possession, and the cover reveal begins tomorrow! To help contain my excitement, I’m staying well entrenched into my new, dark novel, and I want to share another snippet from this right now.

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As he opened the door he found her just where he’d left her. Clearly, the spanking last night had taken more out of her than he’d anticipated, or maybe it was just now the ordeal was taking its toll. Either way, it was nearly eight, and it was time for sleeping beauty to rise. He approached her slowly, towering over her scrunched-up body. The contrast between them at this moment had never been starker. Connor held all of the power. He was dressed, fed and had a day of plans and schemes in mind. His pet, on the other hand, was much more vulnerable. Naked, she was chained and leashed to his bed. She also had a beautifully reddened bottom, which seemed to speak directly to his cock.

Whilst he stood looking down at her, she stirred. Connor watched as her lids flickered open, and she took in her immediate surroundings. There was a moment of clarity when her eyes widened, and then she tilted her head to find him looming over her nudity. She jumped reflexively, and he struggled to contain the laughter which sprung from his lips.

“Good morning, pet,” he told her chirpily. “I’m glad you’re awake.”

He surveyed the carpet around her bed, and his eyes fell over the chocolate stains again. His pet would have to get better at drinking from her bowl if she wanted the luxury of sleeping in his room. Striding to the end of his bed, he unwound the chain from its place at the post.

“Come on,” he ordered, tugging the chain gently to coax her from the bed.

Molly’s gaze followed his feet, but she obeyed nonetheless, crawling behind him sleepily as he unbolted the door. Once in the hall, he guided her right, and back into the bathroom she’d visited yesterday. She crawled to the centre of the room, twisting to see Connor close the door behind them, before sliding another large bolt into place above her head. He hooked the end of her leash to the peg on the back of the bathroom door. That would hold her in place whilst he got things ready, and he turned to see her sitting back on her haunches in the morning light.

Fuck, he thought, watching the rays of light bounce of her dank hair. Even in this state of disarray, she looked amazing. “It’s time for your shower,” he murmured, breaking the silence.

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It’s midweek, and that means it’s time for another exclusive snippet from my forthcoming new release, The Viking’s Possession. In this scene, Aurelie awaits Anders’ verdict about her latest punishment…

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Trapped in the confines of his bedcovers, I eye the implement in his hands with trepidation. It’s a lash, much like the one he has used on me before, and memories of those times flood my brain, my mouth drying in an instant. “My Lofðungr, please,” I say, the plea out before I even have time to think. “Do I really deserve such a penance?”

He reaches the opposite edge of the bed, smiling. “Is it for you to decide how your punishment is delivered?”

I shake my head, fear and arousal combining to make me feel giddy. “No, my Lofðungr,” I whisper.

He drops to the covers below, his weight reverberating up the length of the bed to where I sit, curled into something of a ball. “You have no reason to fear me, Aurelie,” he smiles. “After everything which has transpired between us, do you really think I could cause you any real harm?”

I blink away the tears that have collected in my eyes, once more shaking my head at his question. “No,” I sniff, watching him as he slides further up the bed toward me. “But please remember, my Lofðungr, you hold all of the cards here. These are your chambers, your town—your people. I am but a foreigner here—an alien—your most recent conquest.”

His tongue darts from his mouth, licking his lower lip in an unconscious way. “Au-re-lie,” he murmurs in that way that makes me belly clench and my sex yearn for him. “You know me better than this now, no?” He poses it as a question, yet gives me no time to respond. “I do not bring women back to my castle—not ever—not until you.”

There is silence for a moment as I absorb his words.

“I have done a great many things which I am not proud of,” he continues. “I have humiliated and treated you unfairly…” Here he pauses, his gaze intense as we both recall the deeds to which he refers. My face begins to flame at the memory of the things that have transpired between us. “I am a devil, Aurelie. I do not deny it. Yet you saved me, my sweeting, and so now, what am I?”

I draw in a deep breath, hypnotised by his performance. “You are the prince?” I offer in a tiny voice. “You always were.”

He smiles, dismissing my answer with a small shake of his blond hair. “A prince perhaps,” he concedes, “but much more than that, Aurelie. Now I am your devil—all yours—and you are mine.”

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