Z is for Zzzzzzzzz

And Zaturday Zpankings

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I made it. I took on Celeste Jones' crazy challenge and I somehow made it to the finish line. Twenty-six vaguely alphabet-themed posts starting at Authenticity and finishing at Zzzzzzz via bananas, Sherlock Holmes, flip flops, vampires and all manner of other things that non-spankophiles probably didn't even realise could be related to spanking.

My most popular posts this month by far were Q is for Quiz and G is for Go and buy my new book now. Go on! which just goes to show that what the public really want are quizzes and being shouted at to buy things. Something I suspect the producers of daytime television have known for years.

Daytime television is a frightening place.

I didn't realise when I signed up for this challenge, quite what an insanely busy month this would turn out to be,

June has been exhausting.

Aside from the normal day job (with a Big Project deadline of 4th July), I'm still plugging away at my Computer Science degree. The assignment I had to do mid-June was on web services exchange protocols which might be the dullest I thing I have ever had to deal with. (Assignment due in next week is SQL-based and much more fun). In addition to that, my daughter had her A-Levels, I started the stressful process of buying a house and on the 12th June, my wonderful almost-20-year-old cat, Corrie went to sleep for the last time, leaving a far bigger hole than seems possible for such a tiny scrap of fur and bossiness.

I am glad I decided to do the A-Z Spanking Blog Challenge, though. It has been fun and I have had some great responses to my random-arse postings. Thank you, Celeste for organising it.

I have loved the posts that other participants have put together for this challenge.

Highlights include Casey McKay drunkenly eulogising the joys of anal to friends, Renee Rose's husband getting strict about grassfed beef purchases and, of course, Katherine Deane interviewing all five sons of Johnny Hastings which I may have already mentioned is the best thing on the whole internet.

There are so many more A-Z Spanking Challenge posts that I haven't yet had a chance to read. I totally intend to catch up now I'm finished with my posts and life becomes just a little less tiring.

But first, I think I need to catch up on some sleep. Wake me up when it's August.

My snippet comes from Lady Westbrook's Discovery and is vaguely related to sleeping. When Margaret Westbrook married her second husband, a dashing young scientist fifteen years her junior, she discovered a whole host of new experiences that she hadn't ever experienced with her late husband, Lord Westbrook. Spankings, obviously. And all manner of sexual shenanigans. But also, sharing a bed with one's husband. Not something that the nobility were given to do as a rule but something that Margaret found she liked very much indeed. Particularly given that waking up in the same bed as your enthusiastically loving husband can have obvious perks...

Margaret slept against Felix, his muscular body spooning her slender one, his arms wrapped around her. As she woke the next morning, she savoured the feeling of his warm body pressed against hers, his face buried in her hair. 

His chest was against her back and his groin pressed lightly against her bottom. She wriggled against him contentedly and felt his manhood bob to attention against her backside. “You awake?” she asked softly. 

“Partly.” 

“Mm. I can feel one part in particular that seems to be up.”

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Y is for "You Wouldn't Dare!"

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"You wouldn't dare" is a wonderful phrase to come across in a spanking romance. It shows that the heroine is sassy enough to put up an argument but it's also a sure-fire guarantee that she is going to get her bottom reddened very soon indeed. Because no hero in the history of ever has responded to being told he wouldn't dare by saying "No, you're right. Sorry about that. Don't know what I was thinking of there."

So I have gathered a few some examples of ladies proclaiming - against all possible evidence to the contrary - that the hero simply wouldn't dare.

First off, here's the eponymous heroine of Lorette and the Wild Thyme Hotel by Georgia Harries. Lorette's already been spanked once by the hero so you'd think she'd know better.

"You'll mind your tongue and forget you ever found this pistol, or else ..." he hissed, as he carefully removed the bullets from the gun cradle. 

She scowled. "Or else what?" 

"You know fine well what else! It'll be another spanking for you. And this time with your knickers down. Since the first time clearly wasn't enough for you!" 

Lorette screeched in laughter. Although something in his words caused her heart to race in a way that was entirely new to her. 

"Oh I see! How boring and predictable! With your rough country ways! You wouldn't dare do such a thing! Not again!"

Yeah, what are the chances, eh?

This is from 1950's comic "Love Confessions".
You don't actually get to see the spanking but I am going to assume that it definitely happened.

 The next snippet is from Mary Wehr's excellent To Have and To Scold - one of the Sons of Johnny Hastings books. Yes, the heroine Annie Dobbs actually says those words to hero, Matthew Caine. Sweetheart, he's one of the sons of Johnny Hastings - those boys never miss an opportunity to deliver a well-deserved spanking.

"Don't go getting an innocent man involved in your childish games, Annie Dobbs. Now you're coming with me real peaceful like," he set her on her feet, "or else."

"Oh yeah?" 

"Yeah," he shot back and snatched hold of her wrist once again. "One more word and I'll turn you over my knee right here and tan you proper."

Annie pursed her lips and gave his arm another yank. "You wouldn't dare."

He chuckled dryly. "How long have we been neighbors, Annie?" She opened her mouth and he cut her off with a stern glower. "I've known you since the day you were born. You've pestered me from the moment you began to walk. You know darn well that whenever I threatened you with a spanking I made good my threat, didn't I?" 

Yup, I think it's safe to say Annie's got a spanking coming up in the very near future.

Now a couple of panels from The Daily Mirror's Jane comic strip during the war years. Jane gets a taste of military discipline.

You know what? I think he would.

Oh look, he totally did dare.

Next there's Eddie, My Love from Patricia Green's Romantek series. June's having a fully immersive virtual reality dream experience set in 1950. She's just met hard-boiled detective, Eddie Strong who isn't taking kindly to her flirting with other 'Joe's.

"A gal could get herself in serious trouble the way you're going, June."  

This was a dream. What kind of trouble could she get into? "Don't threaten me."  

"Look at one more Joe the way you just did and I'll take you over my knee to teach you
some manners."  

She shot him an icy look. "You wouldn't dare."  

He nodded and that hard grin was back. "I wouldn't, huh?"

You don't want to make the sexy detective angry, there, June. Oh wait, yes you do. Keep on doing what you're doing. In fact throw your drink over him. See how that works out for you.

Lastly, we've got Superman come to join our eclectic little collection. He doesn't actually administer the spanking, but he certainly seems to be enjoying it.

She's some kind of Space-Queen. You can tell by the outfit.

Brilliantly the galactic space-viscount or whatever-he-is administering the spanking is called Evad.
Evad! Ha ha! That's just Dave backwards.

Good work, Dave. You play it cool there, mate.

So, any more examples of soon-to-be-spanked brats telling their soon-to-be-spankers "You wouldn't dare!" that you can think of? Please share in the comments.

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X is for X-Rated

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Film Classification is an odd business. I’m talking about the UK system by the way, I have no idea how the US system works at all. As I understand it, your NC-17 is supposed to be the kiss of death for movie viewing figures but you can take teeny weeny children in anyway as long as they have an adult whose hand they can hold during the sex ‘n’  violence.

Here in the UK, we have 6 different classifications which is at least three too many.

Before 1982, there was none of this overly pedantic 15 rated/18 rated business for a start. There was one rating – X – for viewers over the age of 16. Not only is 16 a much more sensible age limit but it was a far cooler name. X-Rated.

Sometimes you were so proud of your X Rating you stuck it right in the middle of your title.

It was a shame we lost the X-Rating. I never got to see an a x-rated  film at the cinema. 18-rated doesn’t have the same ring to it all. Presumably the X-rating was remove precisely because everyone started associated it with XXX-rating Hot ‘n’ Wild porn adverts. Depsite the fact that an X-rating was just as likely to be applied to A Clockwork Orange or Texas Chainsaw Massacre as it was to Debbie Does Dallas.

There is something quite deliciously forbidden about slapping a big X on a movie though. This movie is prohibited. Do not go here. Here be sex ‘n’ violence. For which a mere mortal such as yourself is unprepared.

I don’t remember the first 18-rated film I saw, sadly. I know the one my daughter saw first – Sweeney Todd because it was at my insistence that she watched it. Sure, she was only 13 or 14 at the time but I knew she’d love it. It’s the perfect film really. It’s got everything – Johnny Depp! Helena Bonham Carter! Everyone looking all pretty and gothy and Tim-Burton-y! Sondheim songs! Brutal Murders! Pies! What’s not to love? I don’t even know why it was 18 to be honest. I’m sure we’ve seen just as much violence in episodes of Doctor Who.

It’s funny that sex and violence always get lumped together, come to think of it. That’s a bit of a dodgy message to send out to young people.

Sometimes the two things don’t even happen at the same time.

So how much sex can you expect in an 18-rated film? According to the British Board of Film Classification, “there can be strong and detailed portrayals of sex at 18, including full nudity”. Also, “An 18 film or video might also contain depictions of real sex, as long as the film or video is not a sex work.”

So what’s a sex work? Glad you asked. “Sex works are works whose primary purpose is sexual arousal or stimulation”

Something like this, perhaps?

So you can portray real sex as long as nobody gets aroused? That’s a little odd. To be fair, there is a separate classification for porn – the R18. Not that anyone’s really classifying porn these days. Adult cinemas are long gone and who buys porn videos these days? The internet has totally got everyone’s porn needs covered and out in the wilds of the non-safe-search internet, everything is XXX-rated.

  

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W is for What Naughty Little Girls Get

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My guest today is the lovely and amazing Megan Michaels whose debut novel What Naughty Little Girls Get has been storming its way up the Amazon and Blushing bestseller lists since it was released earlier this month. Excellent work, Megan!

Naughty Little Girls

Thank you Etta for having me on to promote my book What Naughty Little Girls Get, which has been out now for three weeks.   I have enjoyed the phenomenal response by readers and appreciate all the private notes, messages and emails that I have received asking when the next one is going to be out.  I am almost done with another book and am hoping to get it to the publisher by July 4^th week.  I am sharing a snippet from What Naughty Little Girls Get where Brad has sent Molly upstairs to prepare for the rest of her punishment and he is left downstairs thinking about his lovely wife and how they met and how they started domestic discipline in their Daddy/little girl roles. 

Brad sat back in his La-Z-Boy and contemplated the course of the night’s events. He knew she needed discipline, had known it since the moment he met her, but that didn’t make the task any easier. Brad and Michael had worked together for years and had become instant friends because they had similar interests, one of which was domestic discipline. Brad had wanted a wife who was sassy, independent, and intelligent—and yet someone who would want a husband who would be the head of household, dispensing discipline as needed to keep peace in the house. He had loved taking care of his past girlfriends and having a wife who was a ‘little’ was exactly what he hoped for. He had initially envied Michael for having found a wife who wanted to be a little girl on the weekends. Their marriage was a strong and happy one, but now, he had that too.

When Molly had been hired as a secretary and had started working with Meggie, they had decided to set Brad up on a blind date with her. She was outgoing, organized, and a great party planner. But in Brad’s opinion, Molly had an innocence that he found undeniably endearing. He loved that she had childlike qualities—she loved playing on swings in the park, watching Disney movies, and going sledding on a winter’s day. After they had been dating a few weeks, Molly had texted Brad on her phone while driving home and she found out that night that he took her safety seriously. He took her over his knee and spanked her little bare bottom until it was very red and very sore.

From that point on, they practiced domestic discipline in their relationship and over the course of time they evolved into a Daddy/little relationship. Brad had always been nurturing and loved nothing more than dressing and caring for his little girl. Within months of meeting, Brad and Molly were married and after they married, they spent many evenings with Michael and Megan, enjoying their company.

Michael mentored Brad on this path of domestic discipline and helped him understand his role as disciplinarian and Daddy. Brad had many questions and often wondered where the balance was between cherishing and chastising his little girl. He loved his wife—no, he adored his wife—but he knew she craved discipline and boundaries. He didn’t want to see her cry, or hurt her, even if it was just her bottom. But as Michael had predicted, Molly flourished under the stringent boundaries Brad imposed upon her and when stern discipline was administered, followed by his unconditional love, a peace seemed to come over her that turned her into a beautifully submissive wife.

He chuckled and shook his head. Meggie and Molly together were trouble with a capital ‘T’ and they spent many nights sleeping on their stomachs with very well-spanked bottoms. Even after five years of marriage, Michael had confided to him that Meggie received just as many bad girl spankings as good girl spankings. He was beginning to understand how that could happen, because once he was done punishing Molly tonight, she would have received two very difficult bad girl spankings for drinking and driving. Molly knew the rules about drinking; she had been spanked several times for having a drink and driving home. This punishment would be a harsh one and would convince her once and for all that she needed to follow the rules.

He got out of his favorite chair and decided he would give her a few more minutes of anticipation, while he closed the blinds, locked the doors, turned out the lights, and brought the dog in the house.

  

When Molly and Meggie are together, they always get into trouble—which means they always get spanked—and after they decide to meet for two-for-one margarita night at the local bar without notifying their husbands, Brad and Michael, they know they are in big trouble. Once the girls get home they are soundly spanked and sent to bed, but the next day Molly and Meggie are shocked to learn their husbands plan to punish them again—together this time—and this punishment will be much more embarrassing than just a spanking.

Although the women thrive on the love, care, and discipline their husbands give them, they still can’t seem to behave, which means Brad and Michael will have to keep on reminding them what naughty little girls get.

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V is for Vampires

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Despite my worryingly obsessive fangirl love for Renee Rose, there are still a few books of hers which I haven’t read. I am working my way through them now because astonishingly, even the prolific Renee can’t quite manage to write books faster than I can read them.

I recently read Deathless Love having had it quite near the bottom of my to-read list (although still above the Black Ops one which sounds a bit weird, frankly.) There were a couple of reasons I had delayed reading it for so long. It’s partly because it’s not historical and I always think I’m not going to enjoy modern-day spanking romance quite so much. There’s too much damn consent required you see, everyone needs to be on the same page discipline-wise.

Mostly though it was the vampires. I don’t know what happened between me and vampires. I was a huge fan of Buffy the Vampire Slayer back in the day and spent many a private hour enjoying 18-rated fantasies involving bad boy vampire, Spike.  

Angel was adorable and all but he would have definitely been friendzoned, you know?

So what put me off them? I don’t think it was just the Twilights. There are some really great fictional vampires out there. Buffy, The Lost Boys, Being Human – all great. I never really warmed to Anne Rice’s vampires though . Hell, even Bram Stoker’s original book was quite annoying. Particularly when all the characters got together to compare notes. I think I lost patience with it at that point.

Count Duckula is, of course, totally awesome

I think the problem with vampires is that they’re so inconsistent. No two legends the same and each modern adaptation has to mess with it further. So Buffy’s vampires couldn’t use mirrors but they could be photographed, in Being Human, they could neither be photographed nor filmed whereas Twilight had vampires that could be both photographed and seen in mirrors.

Sometimes vampires can’t go out in daylight at all, sometimes it’s only direct sunlight that’s a problem, others blithely state “it’s a myth that vampires can’t go out in the sunlight” and leave it at that. Of course, some vampires fucking sparkle in the sunlight because apparently their author got them muddled up with fairies or something.

Dracula in Bram Stoker’s novel needed to sleep in the soil of his homeland which is a detail you never see used in modern vampire stories. Presumably because it’s sort of stupid.

Renee’s vampires (and I hope she will forgive me for saying this) are quite Twilight-y.  They eschew human blood, they hang around in a little ersatz family group, they’re beautiful, they’re wealthy, they worry about their souls and Gods place for them in the universe. The threat from the outside older badder vampire is also quite similar to the plotline across the Twilight books.

They don’t twinkle though. Thank god.

Fox and Dom from Deathless Love. Almost possibly. Dom's on the right.

That said, I really, really enjoyed the book (and the follow-up short story ‘Deathless Discipline’). The heroine, Kate, a singer and musician is fun and super-cool. I would have totally wanted to hang out with her when I was in my early twenties. Well, I’d quite like to hang out with her now but I am lot less cool now than I used to be. I could have done with Kate being a bit more freaked out by finding out that some of her best friends were mythological creatures of the night. Or at least if she was going to be quite so nonchalant about it, incorporate some kind of “Ah, it all makes much more sense now” light bulb moment.

Dom, the owner of a club where Kate’s band plays, is a suave, sexy vampire. His super vampy powers of smell enable him to know whenever Kate is turned on which is a bit eww but presumably very handy for the gentleman concerned. He’s able to detect Kate’s penchant for being spanked just by uttering the word ‘spank’ in her presence.

They don’t mess about once Dom has decided to give Kate the spanking she wants. Dom tries to keep his distance but given that he’s a hero in a romance novel, you can guess how well that works out for him.

And my goodness but the sex between the two of them is hot. There’s a scene where the protagonists have sex three times in close succession because the hero is having a really bad day (like life-threateningly bad) and apparently roughly taking his girlfriend in a variety of positions is the best way to de-stress. Man, I loved that scene. I’ve had to re-read it several times now for, y’know, research purposes.

“Can you stand it one more time?” can be a very sexy sentence in the right context.

So despite my reservations, I did really enjoy this book. The vampirism added to rather than detracted from the story and I quite liked Dom’s background, knowing that he had been a nobleman in Renaissance Italy and a mobster in prohibition America.

Do I want Renee to write any more stories regarding the sexy vampire trio? Well, if I say ‘no’, it’s only because in an ideal world, Renee would spend the bulk of her time writing her delicious Regency Westerfield books. Because, even after Deathless Love, I’ll still choose cotillions and corsets over immortal bloodsuckers. And I really need to know what's in store for Kitty Westerfield’s friend, Wynn. I think there needs to be a sexy man with strong views on discipline somewhere in her future.

There you go, Renee. I made you a cover. You just need to do the words now.

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U is for Underwear

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I am delighted to have Casey McKay on my blog today. Casey was that came to mind when I thought of 'underwear'.  I mean all romance writers have to give some thought to their heroine's undergarments but Casey took it one step further by something the eponymous heroine of her new book 'Loving Lena' an entrepreneurial knicker inventor. I'll let the lady herself explain.

I really love the covers to the Ravenswood Manor series.
They're proper classy.

Thanks so much for having me over today, Etta!

I am really thrilled that when you decided your U post was going to be about Underwear that you thought of me!

I have a bit of an underwear/lingerie fetish. I love buying it, I love wearing, I love looking at it! You can't help but feel sexy when you are wearing pretty little things. I didn't always know this, but when I discovered it, I was hooked.

In my new release Loving Lena, Lena starts making her own undergarments so that she is more comfortable while riding her bicycle. This is factual occurrence-- shortened underwear for women came about when the bicycle became popular. Were they actually invented by some woman living in Philadelphia who just got sick of getting her pantalets stuck in her bike chain? Probably not. But Lena never claims to have invented them anyway. She copies the pattern from a sexy little, silk version that Wesley bought her.

I think I ended up giving Wesley a bit of an underwear fetish, but Lena does not seemed bothered by it at all:

He looked back down at the material he held in his hands, realization dawning on him, "You have created new underthings to wear for the sole purpose of bicycling?" 

She looked down at her feet, "I doubt I am the first person to think of them. In fact, I was copying off of this pair that you got me, remember?" She looked back up and gave him a shy smile. 

How could he forget? He would always remember the trip he and Lena took to France. He had wanted to take her away someplace where they did not have to hide. They had spent a long, luxurious weekend in Paris. 

They had taken in the sights and then he took her to a show. They were both dazzled by the can-can dancers and he bought Lena her very own pair of silk drawers. Just like the ones the dancers had worn. 

She had worn them for him a few times, but she was always embarrassed. She did not realize how beautiful she was. 

"Put them on for me." He pulled out her chair and sat. 

"Wesley-" 

"Come here, darling." 

She went to him, stepping in between his outspread thighs. 

He placed his hands on her hips and looked up into her clear, blue eyes. He wiggled his eyebrows at her. "Do you know how many times a day I picture you in my mind in this pink silk?" He tugged them out of her hand. 

"You are lying." Her pale complexion was now a bright pink, her chest rising and falling rapidly."I would not lie to you." He stood and held her face in his hands. "Undress for me. Undress and put these on. It would please me so," he whispered to her. 

She looked back at him with wide eyes, and he half expected her to tell him to leave. But she turned, giving him her back. 

"Will you unbutton me?" she asked. 

Wesley felt his length harden in his trousers. Her sweet submission, her willingness to please him, always threatened to undo him. 

He opened the back of her dress, taking his time as his fingers brushed down the length of her spine. He could feel the heat of her body under the layers of clothes. It was like unwrapping a gift on Christmas morning, only instead of tearing into the wrapping he was savoring removing all the ribbon first. 

Once the back of her dress hung open, he returned to sit in the chair, preparing to watch the rest of her unveiling.

Synopsis:

Lena Trimble should be experiencing the happiest time in her life. She is in love with the most wonderful man she has ever met, they have a beautiful baby together, and they are starting a new life in a new country. But Lena feels like she is living a lie. Their child was conceived out of wedlock and she is still embroiled in a divorce from a horrible man who never loved her but was only after her money.

Wesley Lawford feels like the luckiest man alive. He finally has Lena all to himself and he is trying to build a new life with her and their child. But as Lena's divorce drags on, her fears of what others think  have her retreating from the world, and worse, closing herself off to him. Afraid of losing Lena as she continues secluding herself, Wesley knows he must be firm with his future wife and Lena soon finds herself over Wesley's knee for a hard bare-bottom spanking. Will a firm hand and loving domestic discipline bring back the woman he loves? Will simply loving Lena be enough to keep them together?

Loving Lena is the second in the Ravenswood Manor series. The book is a Victorian romance set  during the beginning of America's Bicycle Craze, in 1890's Philadelphia. Although each book can be read alone, characters from the first book in the series, Emmaline's Groom, are referenced in Loving Lena.

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T is for Taste of Loving Discipline

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Abigail Armani, author of fantastic time-travel romance "The Castle" among several billion other spanking romances, has a new book out - A Taste Of Loving Discipline.* I am in the middle of reading it now and really enjoying it a lot. It's a great story with a feisty young artist and a devilishly good-looking solicitor and the sort of "Will They, Won't They?" which makes it so much more satisfying when they eventually do.

It also has a very saucy cover which made me reconsider my
don't-switch-adult-content-button-on policy for a bit.

He gave her a playful slap. “I'll tell you something – it's good not to be under constant attack.” 

“Well it's been kind of fun baiting you … winding you up.” 

“Agreed – but now you know that there will be consequences for such behaviour.” He grinned wolfishly at the thought. “Starting right now.” He appreciatively eyed the lovely bottom presented for his delight, savouring that precious moment before the spanking begins.
June held her breath for a moment as she felt his hand rest lightly on her back, then stroke down to the rounded curves of her bottom. Then his hand descended – five spanks to crown of her right cheek, followed by five to the left. 

“Oh!” she squealed, enjoying the contact of his hand on her bare flesh, but not yet quite sure about the sting that was building. “Yeow!” she yelled as his hand moved slightly lower down. 

Next door, Hilda was about to switch on the television to watch her favourite soap, but those strange noises from the other side of the wall distracted her. She paused, listening. Realisation dawned. “Well I say!” she declared. “He's spanking her naughty bottom – oh what fun!” 

She jumped up out of her chair and practically sprinted to the wall where she unashamedly stood with her left ear pressed against the wallpaper, chuckling to herself at the shenanigans. 

Oblivious to the fact that anyone was listening, Alex continued. He was measured and methodical, making sure he covered every inch of that wonderful bottom. June made a succession of yips and yelps and waggled her bottom from side to side. Encouraged, Alex continued to spank but with his free hand he probed her pussy. June almost purred in delight. And then the pattern changed and her eyes flew wide open. This time the smacks came hard and fast, a flurry of fast-paced spanks with no discernible pattern, peppering her bottom and upper thighs. 

June shrieked as his hand made contact with her thighs. That area was unbelievably tender. She twisted and squirmed, yelping as he found the most tender spots. And every time she felt the pain building to a level she didn't think she could deal with, he instinctively knew – tuning in to her psyche his wandering hand penetrated her depths, or flicked her clit, or massaged her breasts, teasing her rigid nipples until she thought she would go crazy with pure pleasure.
Then he started again, revisiting the burning spots, applying a second layer of wonderful sting. He delivered a fast-paced volley that left her mewling and breathless. 

“Ohhh! She shrieked. “Oh yes! I'm loving it!” 

“Oh my,” murmured Hilda on the other side of the wall. She pressed her ear even harder against the wallpaper. 

“You want more?” Alex whispered seductively. 

“Yes. Yes … don't stop, Alex. Please don't stop.” 

“Happy to oblige my lady.” He grinned and raised his hand again, bringing it down dead centre of her bottom. This was a much harder spank than those that had gone before it, and June jolted in surprise. Two more followed, then another two, eliciting more vocal noises from June and set her wriggling again; and as her bottom jerked and twitched and jiggled, Alex savoured the delightful sight, loving the way her buttocks bounced under his hand.

He spanked on until she was breathless and gasping, her bottom a wonderful bright pink hue. There was a pause and the unmistakable sound of a leather belt being pulled through loops, the metallic clang of the buckle as the length of leather was folded in half. The unique scent of leather assailed her senses. Then came a new sensation, the cool kiss of leather as he draped it sensually over her heated cheeks. 

“Trust me,” he said. “Ready for more?” 

“Yes.” There was no hesitation in her voice.

Synopsis:

Description:June is a feisty, funny and passionate artist who knows exactly what she wants out of life. What she doesn't want is Alexander Stewart. The intelligent, smooth-talking, infuriatingly handsome lawyer irritates her in so many ways. Alex is like no other man she has ever met. A naturally dominant man, he takes control as effortlessly as breathing. Any woman of his needs to submit to his authority - and his discipline ... he has no hesitation in spanking a naughty bottom, and is not averse to bedroom games involving blindfolds and restraints.

When June starts an exciting new phase of her life in a beautiful village in Northumberland, she is surprised to find that it is Alex who offers her his friendship and support. Life is good, but there are choices to be made. June could stick with Geoffrey, an amusing though fickle blond Adonis, or maybe she could forge a satisfying relationship with a new man she meets. She does neither. And just when things are going really well for her, something unexpectedly unpleasant happens, placing her in danger. This encourages the man who truly loves her to claim her on a permanent basis.

A substantial read, this book has enough hot sex and sensual delights to satisfy any reader curious about domination and submission, and it also has a strong story line and a happy ever after ending.

A Taste of Loving Discipline is available from Amazon. Further details from LSF publications.

* Not to be confused with Casey McKay's Taste of Discipline which is an entirely different book. Things can get weird when readers get books muddled up you know. Take Emily Schultz whose book got mistaken for Stephen King's one of the same name leading to a massive boost in both sales and confused, negative reviews.

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Saturday Spankings - Across The Desk

I am taking a day off from the A-Z Spanking Blog Challenge because I missed a day earlier in the week and now my days are all out of whack. But it will resume tomorrow with T is for a Taste of Loving Discipline - the new book from Abigail Armani.

For Saturday Spankings, I am carrying on from where I left off on my "G is for Go and buy my new book now, Go on" post earlier this month.

It's from my book Lady Westbrook's Discovery. Felix Oliver has just proposed to Lady Margaret Westbrook who is fifteen years older than him. Knowing that Mr Oliver intends to spank her when necessary once they are married, she has requested that he give her a spanking now by way of a demonstration so that she might know what she is letting herself in for. They have repaired to her writing room...

Mr Oliver moved some of the items which were on Margaret’s desk to one side so that there was an expanse of empty space in the middle. He picked up a wooden ruler and smacked it ominously against his other hand. 

“Lean over the desk,” he instructed her. “Stretch right across so that your hands are holding on to the far edge.” 

Margaret did as she was directed. Her arms and head rested on the desk below the level of her bottom which was raised in the air as though for inspection.

She wondered what would happen if she refused to submit. Curiously, she found that she didn’t want to find out. As terrified as she was at the thought of a spanking, she was determined to go through with it.

Grab your copy now!
(Metaphorically of course, it is an e-book)

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S is for "Store-Testing" for fresher coffee...

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All good spankos know precisely what will happen if their husbands ever find out they're not "store-testing" for fresher coffee.

We may not know exactly what "store-testing" involves or why it's considered quite so important for the coffee-drinking head of your household. But there's no denying just what's in store if you screw it up.

"Honey, this coffee is terrible. Did you "store-test"  for freshness?" 

"Did I do what? That's not even a thing." 

"Wrong answer."

I first came across this image during one of my very first forays onto the internet.
It was then I knew that me and the internet were going to get on just fine.

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R is for Rancher

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Those sexy, sexy bastard sons of Johnny Hastings are back on my blog again. I don't seem to be able to keep those swaggering bare-chested lunks off of the place.

(I don't really think they're swaggering or lunky by the way. I suspect the boys wouldn't take kindly to be described that way if they heard me. Especially if this post on Katherine Deane's blog is anything to go by. Seriously if you haven't read that yet, go and read it now. I'll wait. It is quite possibly the best thing on the whole internet. (Sorry about that, lolcats.) Katherine interviews all five sons of Johnny Hastings with inevitable consequences. First time I read it, I immediately went back and read it again. Then again. And then I had to have a bit of a lie down.)

Not pictured: scolding

Today's son of Johnny Hastings is Matt Caine, the hero of Mary Wehr's To Have and To Scold. This was the first of the Johnny Hastings boxset I read and it is absolutely delightful. The heroine, Maggie has been sweet on her neighbour, Matt since she was young but he has always considered her something of an annoying brat. Which she was, to be fair. But once she's all grown-up and in trouble then Matt is just the very man to come to her rescue. And the first thing he needs to do in order to free her from her wicked stepmother's plans is to make an honest woman of her...

Matt rapped on the door and a short, rotund woman answered the knock. She stared at him wide-eyed and pulled her wrapper tighter around her thick waist. 

"Tell the Preacher Matt Caine's here to see him." She hesitated and he fixed his face into what he hoped was a no nonsense glare. Frightening the woman out of her wits had not been his intention, but it certainly made her move faster. 

The door closed sharply and Annie giggled. "I think you scared her." 

Matt bent his head, his expression unyielding. "She's not the one who has reason to be afraid," he remarked sternly. "You're the one who has a spanking coming and I haven't forgotten." He arched a brow in question. "Do you still want me as your husband knowing what's going to happen? Be sure, Annie, because once you got my name, there'll be no turning back. This marriage is for keeps. No divorce, no annulment. I promise to love you and take care of you, but I also intend to run my household with a firm hand." He must be addle-headed. Why was he deliberately trying to scare her? She already said yes to his proposal. Cripes, what if she changed her mind? He'd be lost. 

Annie appeared puzzled. "But I'll be your wife. Men don't spank their wives, do they?"
It was time he enlightened Annie on the ways of the world.

Five brothers with not a shirt between them.

Synopsis:

Annie’s sweet on her neighbor, Matthew Caine, but the stern rancher treats her like a bratty child instead of a woman. Each encounter always ends with a trip over his knee.

Matthew’s fed up with Annie’s childish behavior. Her latest prank ruined a brand new pair of boots! While he sets her britches on fire, he refers to her as a nuisance and warns her to leave him alone. For once in her life, Annie obeys.

 ‘Bratty’ Annie has grown into a beautiful woman and Matthew realizes that he’s fallen in love with her, but she’s unsure of his feelings. When he learns about her stepmother’s evil plan to marry her off to a man Annie despises in order to settle a debt, he steps in and takes her to wife.

Annie’s happy to be married to the man of her dreams and learns that no matter what her age, her disobedience and sass will be dealt with an old-fashioned spanking.

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Q is for Quiz

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Welcome to the very, very exciting A-Z Spanking Hop 'Q' Day Quiz!

This is your opportunity to impress the world with your knowledge of spanking romance titles based on their cover art. Below are 22 books by 22 great authors (well 21 great authors and me, to be fair). Using the latest state-of-the-art digital manipulation technologies, I have cunning obscured the book titles and provided you with a choice of four different options for the missing title. Some of them are even plausible.

I would suggest trying to complete the quiz without looking them up because on Amazon because just going off and reading the things isn't terribly sporting and might reduce your sense of achievement just a tad. In fact when you should probably avoid glancing to the right of this page as that gives you a bit of a clue to one of them

Good luck! Let me know how well you did in the comments or on facebook. Of course, anyone who fails to get question number 8 correct will be instantly defriended.

Spanking Romance Covers Quiz

1.

Married by the Afternoon
Mesmerised by the Adoration
Marked by the Alpha
Making Out by the Animal House

2.

The Glass House
The Glamorous Hotel
The Golden Handkerchief
The Giftwrapped Handcuffs

3.

Lucky Strike
Long Shot
Last Season
Loud Silence

4.

Emmaline's Groom
Enigmatic Gifts
Eberneezer's Girl
Extraordinary Governance

5.

Back Lawn Angel
Best Lover Anywhere
Bethany's Last Affair
Becoming Lady Amherst

6.

Making Me His Mistress
Mysterious Man Hugs Maid
Meeting My Hit Man
Maggie Meets Her Match

7.

Bred by the Spartans
Buggery by the Sea
Birched by the Stepbrothers
Biceps by the Sackload

8.

Last Week's Debutante
Lydia's Wanton Diary
Lady Westbrook's Discovery
Love Will Disappoint

9.

Driven Wild
Dirty Weekend
Dangerous Woman
Dominant Waiter

10.

Tabitha the Whore
Taming the Wilde
Thrashing the Wife
Training the Wench

11.

The Jelly Bean
The Jealous Beau
The Juniper Bride
The Jilted Beauty

12.

The Cool Stockman
The Convenient Shirt
The Cowboy's Secret
The Cattlerancher's Silence

13.

Chasing Chelsea
Caroline's Choice
Cuddling Conspicuously
Clear Consequences

14.

To Have and To Scold
To Help and To Serve
The Hungry and The Starved
The Hot and The Sexy

15.

Wild Nymphettes' Gay Games
What Naughty Little Girls Get
Wednesday Night Lovers Get Goofy
When Nubile Ladies Get Gifts

16.

The Fetishist's Gasmask
The Firebrand's Game
The Flirty Gentleman
The Firefighter's Girl

17.

Ravished by the Boatswain
Rescued by the Buccaneer
Right by the Border
Revealed by the Blackguard

18.

The Blacksmith's Bride
The Bare-chested Brute
The Blushing Beauty
The Bounder's Bounty

19.

The Combustion Steam-Engine
The Clockwork Slave
The Chicagoan Switch
The Courtesan's Secret

20.

The Darlington Incident
The Devonshire Idea
The Davenport Idiosyncrasy
The Darcy Imposter

21.

Bought and Indexed
Beaten and Isolated
Bound and Inked
Brimstone and Ice

22.

Escape to Utopia
Exile to Unity
Easy to Understand
East to Uxminster





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