Monday, July 28, 2014

Happy Birthday to Katherine Deane!


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Writer, Pantser, Princess Extraordinaire. Athlete, Mother, Dreamer, & Best Friend. Comedian, Goofball, Singer, Craft maker, & Wife. Angel in Disguise, Peacemaker, Humanitarian, and I have to say it again the most bestest best friend anyone could ever ask for in a million years!

These are just a few things that encompass who Katherine Deane is. None can adequately describe who this amazing person is. She is a one of a kind, numero uno, most awesome person ever kind of person and I for one am forever grateful she is in my life. 

Never would I have realized when I met Katherine many moons ago on a little DD forum on Cafemom that she would become so important to not only me but my path. I had no idea that she would be the one to run away and jump ship with me into our next amazing adventure together in this little (big!) corner of the spanking world and just how much it would change my life not to mention hers!

Wow! I have goosebumps just thinking about it. We have met some of the most amazing people we have ever met since then and she has published not one but TWO books since then!! She has flourished! I could not be more proud than I am of her! She's walking her talk and is such a huge inspirations to me. 

If you haven't read her blog do! You won't regret it! She is hilarious and will have you rolling & grasping your side with laughter almost every day. She is passionate about living your truth and building up other spanking romance writers. Her interviews are some of the best I have ever read!

Katherine, thank you for coming into my life. Your friendship has been a life raft at times. You're one of the good ones and I hope you never ever forget it!



Saturday, July 12, 2014

Book Release Party for Coach’s Discipline by Katherine Deane - It's Here! It's Here! It's Here! Squeal!


Join us for fun and prizes! Book Release Party for Coach’s Discipline by Katherine Deane




Spanking Romance Reviews is now hosting Book Release Parties! Join us Saturday, July 12th at noon EST on our Facebook page for the book launch party for Coach’s Discipline by Katherine Deane.

Prizes include books by Cara Bristol, Maren Smith, Natasha Knight, Patricia Green, Casey McKay, Tara Finnegan, Etta Stark, Renee Rose and more!


The Coach’s Discipline by Katherine Deane

 
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Claire Jacobs always dreamed of making it to the Olympic Trials in the marathon. Unfortunately, she has a habit of getting in her own way. Enter Nick Fox, a no-nonsense coach, willing to use unconventional methods to bring her in line. Traumatized by her last coach and still recovering from self-destructive habits, Claire finds it hard to trust Nick’s authority about what she can and can’t handle on the trails. Still, her attraction for him deepens, even when she discovers he believes in good old-fashioned spanking as a method of correction.As Nick spends more time with Claire, she enchants him with her drive and deep commitment to help her fellow runners. But when she gets into an argument with a teammate, he realizes he only has one option—to give the talented woman he cares about the first spanking of her life, a spanking that is not going to be fun for either of them.



Claire and Nick grow closer and she comes to crave Nick’s dominance and direction. Discovering the emotional healing and strength to succeed during training, she moves past her shyness and self-doubt to step into a leading role with the young women on the team. But when team politics, jealousy and misunderstandings create drama, will she revert back to her old pattern of running away? Or can she learn to trust in love and race toward her goals with an open heart?



Publisher’s Note: Coach’s Discipline is an erotic romance novel that includes spanking, including domestic discipline in a contemporary setting, anal play, sexual scenes, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.


Available for sale Today!



Monday, March 10, 2014

Winter Storm Scavenger Hunt!


I'm so excited to have my friends Katherine Deane, Renee Rose, and Casey McKay here today to talk about their new book. The Winter Storm! I already had a chance to read it and I loved it! 
I'll turn things over to Casey now:

Thanks for letting me come over to play, Corinne. Hi everyone, it's Casey, one of the co-authors of the new book The Winter Storm: An Ever After Chronicle . Renee Rose and Katherine Deane are giving me full reign of our Book Launch Scavenger Hunt, thanks so much for stopping by again!

Answer the question at the bottom for your chance to win. Here are the details:

We will have a new excerpt from our new book The Winter Storm: An Ever After Chronicle everyday. All you have to do is read the post and answer the question below. Do not answer in the comments, we want everyone to have a fair chance!
Answer once each day and for each correct answer you will be entered into a drawing to win:
- $25 Amazon giftcard
- $10 Amazon giftcard
- A previous release by Renee Rose
- A previous release by Casey McKay

Today's excerpt is from the sultry and amazing Katherine Deane. Jillian might finally be letting herself give in to her spanking desires. Bertram shows her a new apparatus, let's see what happens:



She turned to Bertram, still standing in the sitting room, and noticed—it.
“A spanking horse,” he told her, as if reading her mind.She walked around it, feeling the smooth texture of the finished wood, smelling the oak and lacquer. The dark cushioned top gave it the appearance of semi-comfort, and the adjustable legs with restraints set the butterflies moving in her stomach again.She pictured herself draped over it and Bertram scolding her for something while spanking her bottom until it was sore and gloriously red. She shuddered and turned to meet his knowing eyes. His salt and pepper hair complemented his dark eyes, gleaming with specks of gold.“We’ll try it sometime, when you are ready for it, Jillian. But first, let’s get you warmed up the old fashioned way.” He sat down on the couch, patted his lap, and suddenly became serious.


Blurb:
In a world where fairy tales and real life collide, in which truth is sometimes stranger than fiction and romance and fetish are the norm, a winter storm forces a cast of characters to converge at a unique lodge, and three interwoven tales are set in motion.


Jillian and her brother narrowly escape a wolf attack, thanks to a shapeshifter, Bertram. As the owner of the lodge, Bertram opens Jillian’s eyes to a whole new world filled with spanking and so much more. Will she keep fighting her submission, or allow herself the chance for true love?
Coral is a fugitive—hiding from herself, her true desires, and the sea witch to whom she owes a great debt. She fears showing real emotion and letting herself be free, but Jake Hill’s dominating presence beckons her to yield to him—not just her body, but her heart, mind, and soul. When the sea witch demands retribution, though, she may lose the one man she has come to trust.
When Faye blunders while casting a spell upon her landlord, he claims her as his slave until she can undo the magic, and she finds herself subject to his firm discipline. As her attraction to him grows, Faye fears she will give in to the handsome shifter and forever lose her maidenhood, and consequently her powers and the ability to fix her mistake.
Even as all three women struggle with surrendering to the dominant men they have fallen for, each finds herself on a journey to discover her true self. Can they find a way to yield to love without losing themselves in the process?
Publisher’s Note: The Winter Storm is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, anal play, sexual scenes, age play, exhibitionism, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Thursday, February 20, 2014

Round Table Discussion - Being of an Age and Spanking: Changes & Transitions of a Spanking Relationship


Thank you Patricia Green for starting this thought provoking discussion! Let me start out with some basic facts about my husband and me. I am 35 years old and my husband is 39. We’ve been married for just shy of 15 years. Our DD relationship began almost 6 years ago. When contemplating Patricia Green’s topic, I was astounded at how hard it truly is to fathom what the changes in our spanking relationship will be when we are 50, 60, and 70 years old. We’ve only been at this for 6 years and the changes in our relationship and the spanking aspect have been remarkable. It’s hard to predict how things will change in 15, 25, & 30 years.

I can say that relatively with confidence because I could have never predicted how things would change throughout these last few years. I’ve changed, Jeff has changed, our marriage, & our needs have changed. There have been times when DD has been the main focus in our relationship. In the beginning this was especially true as I couldn’t imagine going even a week without a spanking. There have been times that we have taken DD very lightly and almost playfully and other times where it has been an extremely serious tool in our marriage and still others where spanking was something we used primarily in the bedroom to spice things up. There have certainly been times when I thought that I had no need for spanking at all and Jeff surprised me by thinking differently. Conversely there have been times I thought I needed a spanking & Jeff thought amnesty was the best course of action.



As I head toward menopause I am certain beyond a doubt that spanking as discipline will be rearing its head again very soon. All of the females in my family go through menopause early and it’s usually a doozy of a time. Despite only being 35 my kids are older with my oldest being 20 and my youngest being 13. We will reach the time of empty nesters before most. Because we have been on an accelerated course raising our children I wonder if age has as much to do with the stages we go through than the circumstances of our lives.

The question for me is, will I become more or less sensitive to punishment as I get older. I seem to be in a place right now where discipline is something that is more emotional for me. I can handle light warnings or playful acts of dominance that remind me that he is still in charge better than full on punishment sessions. A few years ago, I will admit, I actually craved the discipline & would have been mortally wounded if he had not carried through. It’s funny how a few years can change the way we respond to the same thing.

As I see that hormonal shift toward menopause I’m reminded of how off my rocker I was when I was pregnant and breastfeeding. I’m back to having a harder time being able to curb my tongue during those more hormonal times. I cry at the drop of a hat & feel very out of control at times. It will probably be of great benefit to have an anchor in my husband during that time. It will also help him hold on to sanity a bit himself as he helps me navigate these waters.

I wonder if he will mellow out more as he gets older or if he will ramp it up as our kids move out on their own. What about when we have grandkids? How much discipline will I actually need? Will I reach a precipice of everything evening out and not needing spanking anymore? Somehow I doubt it because spanking is a need I have deep inside me. It is a need I have always had. Always. How can something that is a part of who you are disappear? I don’t think it can. Sure it shifts and moves and changes, but it never goes away. My bigger question is how will he change?


I’m sure as we navigate these years to come DD & spanking will take turns we never expected. I have already learned to expect the unexpected in this lifestyle. All I know is that I am looking forward to every moment that I have with my husband no matter what direction our spanking relationship takes.


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More thoughts in the comments!



Thursday, January 2, 2014

Winter Spanks (#winterspanks:) Cold Hands, Warm Bottoms Blog Hop


 


Thank you for joining us for Winter Spanks! Let’s warm up with some hot bottoms & enjoy some cool prizes! Click on the links above for all of the wonderful prizes that you can win. Each blog that you visit will also have some amazing giveaways as well. For my blog I will be giving away a $10 gift certificate to Amazon to one lucky entrant. All you have to do to win is leave a comment on my blog sharing with me your favorite way to warm up during the winter and if spanking has anything to do with it!

I am super excited to enjoy the Winter Spanks fun to full hilt! I've been anticipating this event for so long! It's bound to be a blast! I can't believe all of the talented writers, bloggers, reviewers, graphic artists, and more that we have joining us in the fun!

I am sharing my very first publicly posted short story. I hope you all enjoy! There are many more where this comes from. Let me know in your comments what you thought and if you like spanking stories with an ethereal twist.

An Angel’s Chance

Caitlyn felt the world whirling around her as she was swept from one end of the dance floor to the other. She laughed as she danced from one partner to the next. New Year’s Eve had never been so much fun. The feeling of warm bodies, loud music, and the freedom to do whatever the hell she wanted was as intoxicating to her as the shots of whiskey and rum she had been drinking all night in celebration of the New Year and new beginnings.
Her first order of business was a firm resolution of no more men! From her short experience it was apparent that all they were out for is to see how much they could get from you. They would suck you dry if you let them. And she had let him.
Well no more! It was her turn to use them! Her brother had warned her about Rodney, but all she saw was that southern charm, those sparkling eyes, and his ability to make her lose her pants faster than a cowboy can say yeehaw.
Charm proved to be deceiving. It wasn’t long before he was swindling her into paying his bills while he drank the day away. It started with a sob story and quickly avalanched before she even realized what was happening. It all culminated at walking in on him cheating on her today.
Well she had enough of all of that. Screw responsibility. It was time she took a page from everyone else book and lived a little.

*****
The petite blond with hazel eyes had haunted his dreams for as long as he could remember. Chad had picked up this second job at the Wild Tree Bar & Grill to tuck away some savings to invest in a little bungalow in the woods where he could own his own little piece of earthly heaven. The angel Agnes has given him a reprieve of one human lifetime so that he could experience the life that he aided others in so well. For Chad this meant not only human relationships but communing with the land and the very earth around him.
Chad would never forget the first time he laid eyes on the spunky Caitlyn.  She was working hard to get through nursing school and her nose was always in a book or she was rushing out for classes putting in long hours. He loved how her laugh would fill the house. She wasn’t at all intimidated by being the only girl in a house full of guys. There were always fresh cookies baked and flowers on the table & home cooked meals in the fridge to feed the lot of them when they stumbled in at one in the morning.
She worked harder than she had to which probably meant she was harder on herself than necessary. It was all goals and no nonsense. She did not take the time to go out, but she was always freshly feminine and as sweet as could be.
Everything he knew about her was at odds with what he was seeing tonight. What the hell was she thinking?! It was all he could do not to give into his impulse to yank her away from the latest guy she was dancing with. He could not stand the way those men were looking at her like she was some piece of meat to be devoured.
Next thing he knew Caitlyn was stumbling over to the bar arm in arm with a man way too smug for his liking. Caitlyn giggled and almost fell down. “Whoopsie,” she laughed.” “I’m okay. Hey, Chad. Funny seeing you here,” she slurred.  “I’m celebrating my independence. But since you’re taking orders, I’ll take a double shot of Crown.”
The guy she was with gave her a wink and a pat on the bottom. “I’ve got something for you to celebrate, baby.”
Chad’s stomach turned, and it was all he could do not to wipe that smirk right off that asshole’s face. “Caitlyn, what are you doing? You don’t look like you need another drink right now, maybe you should slow down a little bit and have a bit to eat.”
“No, no, no. I don’t need any food. I’m out tonight to have a good time and that is exactly what I’m doing.”
“Well, you’re not going to be having such a good time in the morning when you’re puking your guts out and have a throbbing headache. You need to drink some water and eat some food. I’m not serving you another drink until you do both.”
“Mind your own business, Chad. I’m not the fuddy duddy you think I am. I can have as good of a time as anyone else.”
“You heard the lady,” the guy standing beside her said as his hand found its way into her button down top,  “give her her whiskey and back off. We’re doing just fine.”
Chad was fed up with this creep.. “Get your hands off of her,” he growled as he pried the assholes hands off of her. He threw her over his shoulder and stormed towards the back office.
“What the hell are you doing, Chad!” She pounded his back as if that would make a difference. “Put me down!”
He set her down firmly on the couch in the bar’s office.
“You may think you are having a good time, but I’ve known you a good long time and this is not who you are.”
“You do not control me!” she screeched. “I’m sick of men who think they can walk all over me.”
“I don’t know which men you are talking about, but it looked to me like you were letting that “man” out there do anything he pleased. You are smarter than that.”
“Who do you think you are? You’re not my boyfriend, you certainly aren’t my father, you have no right whatsoever to keep me from doing anything that I please.”
“I may not be either of those but if I were,  you sure would be getting your butt blistered right now.”
“You wouldn’t dare!” she hissed!  “I’m a grown woman with a career, a house, and a good life that I’ve provided for myself. What century are you from?”
“Oh, you’d be surprised.” He rolled his eyes up toward where the other angels were bound to be getting a kick out of this. He looked her square in the eye. “You may be a grown woman, but right now you are acting like a spoiled brat determined to wreck her life in one fail swoop.”
“I am not putting up with this.” She sprung up from the couch and turned towards the door.
“If you take one single step ,I will do exactly what I said,  and you, little girl, will be getting the spanking of your life. The way you have been acting tonight is dangerous and you are too important to be putting yourself in jeopardy like this”
She just stared at him in disbelief, but he could see her drunken state embolden her.
“I am leaving, and there is nothing you can do about it.” She strode over to the door.
“Think again,” he said as he scooped her up and put her promptly over his knee as she squeaked.
“What are you doing? Let me up! Let me up!” she frantically squealed as she tried to scramble off of his lap.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” he growled. He pinned her arms with one hand as his other big hard hand rained down on her pert little bottom. “You are not going to throw everything away because of one night of bad decisions.”
“Ow, stop spanking me you big brute! You don’t even know what you’re talking about!”
“I know that you are a beautiful, smart, and strong woman who does not let random men put their paws all over her.” he said punctuating each point with a firm smack to her upturned bottom.
“Shows how much you know,” she grumbled under her breath. “If you knew anything about the last three months of my life you would know better.”
“You will not insult yourself, little girl. I have stood by and watched you disrespect yourself all night, and I’m not going to let it continue.” He picked her up and promptly unsnapped her jeans and pulled them and her panties down to her ankles quickly before putting her back over his knee. He renewed his efforts on her bottom with a vengeance. “You will not talk about yourself in that way,” he said while his hand was striking each cheek three times before moving to the next.

The sharp pain burned so bad it felt like her ass was on fire. He was spanking hard and fast not giving her a chance to catch a breath let alone speak. She balled her fists up just trying to hold on, her little legs kicking with each strike.
She felt him tip her forward in order to concentrate on her sit spot. “You are going to treat yourself with kindness regardless of any mistakes you have made, real or perceived. You are only human and are more than worthy of being treated with respect both from yourself and certainly by the men around you. You will start this new year understanding that point or I will spank you from here until next Sunday if I have to.”
He peppered her thighs with some scorchers to drive his point home.
“I’m sorry! I am! Please just stop spanking me! I get it!”
“I’m going to give you ten more, and then we are going to talk. I want you to count them out.”
His hand landed hard on her right cheek. Oh God she didn’t think she was going to be able to make it through. “Ohh, one.” As soon as she got it out the next was landing even harder on her left cheek. “Two,” she squeaked! The third landed right smack in the middle of her bottom and she swore it hurt even more than the other two. “Three, sir.” Wait, what? Did she just say sir? What was coming over her?! Before she could give it another thought the next one came down. After that the next 6 came rapidly.
When he was done, he gently rubbed her back and her bottom soothing away the pain.
She gingerly picked herself off of his lap feeling awkward standing next to him.
He decided to remedy the situation and not give her time to think. He gathered her into his arms and cradled her the way she would have been as a small child. He smoothed her hair out of her face.
Her face burned with embarrassment. This day could not be more mortifying. And to think he witnessed half of it. What must he think of her. The spanking had done what it was meant to and snapped her out of the muddled thinking that had led her to this mess.
As if reading her mind he spoke in low tones in her ear. “You are one of the most brilliant women I have ever known. You are a bright and shining beacon of light in a lost world. Caitlyn, I think I’ve been in love with you from the very first time I met you. I just can’t stand to see you mistreated and especially treating yourself with such disregard. You deserve to be treated like a queen not like something to be tossed away.”
She just cried softly. How did she get so far away from who she was? Thank God Chad was there tonight to bring her back to her senses. She cuddled deep into his arms her hand finding it’s way to stoke his stomach. His stomach was as soft as an angel’s wings! She had forgotten how whole she felt when Chad was around. Her feelings for him were so much deeper than friendship.
She nuzzled into his neck just as he whispered, “Caitlyn I don’t think I can let you go this time.”
“Just kiss me, she murmured into his lips.” He leaned in brushing her soft lips with his gently at first and then deeper with hunger. She tasted like sweetness and sunshine. He felt something inside of him switch on in a way that he had never experienced before. It felt like home.
At that very moment they heard the crowd in the bar yell 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, HAPPY NEW YEAR!
They gazed into each other’s eyes as one soft white feather fluttered to the ground in front of them. Chad laughed, and whispered his thanks to the angels above for allowing him his chance at love.
The End





Friday, December 27, 2013

Author Lily Harlem Shares a Free Book & Steamy Excerpt

Today I am very excited to have author, Lily Harlem guest posting on my blog! She will be sharing a freebie and a steamy excerpt. YUM! Welcome Lily!





Hello, and Happy Holidays!

It’s fabulous to be here at this spankingly festive time of year and I’ve brought a few treats for your stockings too! I love adding a bit of spanking into my stories. Sometimes it heightens a steamy scene and other times it is the catalyst for the sex, in other words it’s what gets the couple (or threesome) going.




FREE for this week only is Good Cop, Bad Cop, a novel I’ve co-written with Natalie Dae and available on Amazon. Go grab a copy of this steamy ménage a trois for your Kindle! It’s not heavy on the spanking this one, but it definitely has other features that might tickle your fancy!

However, The Novice, book #1 in the Sexy as Hell Trilogy, has spanking galore and is at a bargain low price of $1.24/77p to get you started on Victor and Zara’s rollercoaster journey into the world of BDSM. Though you might prefer to grab the Sexy as Hell Box Set which is a steal for 3 novels and 3 spin-off stories, all getting 5* reviews and all slapfantastic!



And if you fancy a short story written in the second person then check out More an intimate look into the lives of a couple trying out spanking for the first time. Second person narrative isn’t seen very often but my co-author Natalie Dae and I thought it worked really well to convey all the anticipation of a spank, the anxiety over asking for it and both his and her fears and ultimately pleasure during the act.

Some of you might know that I’m hooked on my hockey heroes and my Hot Ice series is somewhat of an obsession of mine when it comes to writing. It took until my third book though, and meeting the captain of The Vipers, before a really good spanking took place. And with all that serious hockey-player muscles behind each thwack it had to be handled with care! Check out Slap Shot available from Ellora’s Cave and all other good ebook retailers. I loved Rick ‘Ramrod’ Lewis and although his particular kink took Dana a few minutes to get used to, she never looked back! Keep reading for a snippet…Dana has just given Rick an impromptu pole dance as a birthday treat, and things are heating up between her and the sexy hockey captain…



* * * *

His hands slid down my upstretched shoulders and his fingertips skimmed the outer curves of my breasts. I shivered at his light touch. I was desperate for more. My pussy was dampening at every scent, sound and caress.
His lips touched between my shoulder blades, his small tuft of facial hair a delicious scratch. I arched as his hands dipped into the hollow of my back.
“Rick,” I murmured, impatient for more.
His big palms suddenly cupped my butt cheeks and he began deep, circular movements pushing and feeling all the flesh on my ass. When he moved them on the outer part of the circle the skin in my cleft stretched taut.
“You have a fabulous ass,” he murmured, stooping and kissing the small of my back. “It’s the perfect roundness and softness.” He curled his fingers into the lace at my hips and dragged my thong down my legs.
I lifted each heel in turn so he could remove it. My pussy was so wet I was surprised moisture wasn’t running down my leg.
His fingers ran down my cleft and over my tightly puckered hole. I jerked forward.
“Shh,” he soothed. “It’s all good, Dana.” He continued his exploration and found the entrance to my pussy. I widened my stance. Wanting him to touch me there was more than a longing, it was an absolute necessity. I would die if he didn’t. I needed him in me...now.
I whimpered as he slipped through my damp folds but didn’t push in. “Rick, please.”
His lips were on the top of my thigh, licking and kissing the crease to my butt. His fingers were teasing me, the way I had him. Not pushing in and not touching my clit either.
A long, low moan of frustration rumbled from my chest, but turned to a cry of joy when his thick finger suddenly entered me high. I clenched around him, squeezing and clamping, grabbing the wonderful filling sensation.
“Ah, fuck, you feel so good every time,” he murmured. “Lord, give me strength.”
I hooked my foot around the pole, spreading myself wider, and he treated me to another finger. Greedily I clasped around it, pulling it inside me as I shoved my mound forward, searching for a connection with my clit. I found it, cool metal shoved up against the sensitive bundle of nerves and I ground harder.
Suddenly a sharp sting bloomed across my left buttock and a slap pealed through the air, overriding the music and ringing around the room.
“Ow, what the...?” Startled, I started to turn.
I couldn’t.
His mouth was at my temple, his chest against my shoulder blades keeping me tight up against the pole. “Shh,” he soothed, palming the burn in my butt. “It’s okay, it’s going to be amazing, just stick with it.”
His body heat left me and another heated slap, my right buttock this time, hit down. As it seared across my skin, he curled his fingers inside me and stroked over my G-spot.
“Ow, ow, ow,” I panted, the sting making a beeline for my pussy, heating it and increasing the want.
“Oh baby, it’s so pretty, you’re going pink already.”
“But, Rick, I...” My hips were writhing, claiming the wonderful pressure he was applying to my sweetest point. Oh, I didn’t need much more, it was so fantastic, his fingers were so damn clever. And the pole, the cool pole was just right against my clit.
“I want to make you red,” he breathed into my ear.
His words washed over me, a blur amongst the cacophony of other sensations.
“I want to make your ass all pretty and red and then fuck you from behind,” he murmured. “So I can watch your glowing skin tremble for me. Tremble while I fuck you. Fuck you really hard.”
I heard those words loud and clear and Oh. My. God. I should have guessed a guy that overdosed on testosterone would have his fair share of kinks.
“I won’t slap you again until you ask, Dana.”
I pushed into the pole, squeezed shut my eyes and dragged in a breath. The pain had dulled, merely a memory now. But as it faded I realized that I wanted it back. I wanted it back desperately. The sting was like a direct current of stimulation to my pussy. Another erotic stimulus that I had to have.
“Dana,” he breathed onto my temple. “Do you want more?”
“Yes,” I panted, hardly believing what I was agreeing to. “Yes, again. More.”
He nipped my shoulder with his teeth then kissed the sore spot. The next thing I knew the pain was back on my butt, scorching me, burning through my skin to my pelvis. It had barely dulled when another slap hit the opposite cheek. I cried out in pleasure and pain, the border between the two so hazed it barely existed.
“Ah, sweet baby, your pussy loves it,” he said, thrusting higher inside me. “It’s fluttering around my fingers and weeping into the cup of my palm.”
The noise of my sex filled the room, wet squelching that drifted over the music. Any other time I would have been embarrassed but now all I could think of was the next slap, the next jolt of sensual pain and the next thrust of his fingers.
I didn’t have to wait long. He hit down again, each buttock, fucking me harder with his hand as he did so, his knuckles bashing into my pussy lips and his fingers surging at my G-spot. I clung to the pole, my spine was boneless, the pain driving me up to an almighty orgasm.
“You’re nearly ready,” he whispered by my ear. “So very nearly.”

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Still want more spanking from me, okay, you’ll find it in Shared, The Unwholesome Adventures of Harita, Confessions of a Naughty Night Nurse, Enchanted Submission,   That Filthy Book and Grand Slam. As you can see it’s a bit of a theme for my writing! I also love Pinterest and you guys might enjoy my Dark Board.

Thanks for reading, and I hope you have a wonderful festive season and you get everything you wished for whether you’ve been bad or good!

Lily

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