Lord Westbrook

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Lord Robert Westbrook
(Well, actually it's Byron but you, know he can be Lord Westbrook in my head. He's got the frowning right)

The character Lord Westbrook made his initial appearance in my second book Lady Westbrook's Discovery as the elder son of widowed Lady Westbrook.

His main role in the book is to grumpily disapprove of his mother's marriage to a much younger man. Felix Oliver, his mother's soon-to-be-husband considers Lord Westbrook to be a 'pompous twerp'.

I felt a bit sorry for grumpy Lord Westbrook though. I wanted to make him happy. So in my second Westbrook book, Lord Westbrook's Muse, I introduced him to beautiful and unconventional Cass and the two of them start a passionate affair. They have a few trials and tribulations to get through before they reach their Happily Ever After. But they get there in the end. And finally the grumpy old bugger cheers up a bit.

Robert woke the next morning feeling wonderful. He could not remember the last time he had slept so well. 

Was it because of the time he had spent yesterday with Miss Glen? He rather thought it was. He had no idea what had possessed him to spank her the way he did. Well, clearly she had put the idea into his head but making her bend over the bed while he administered a spanking to her bare backside was clearly outrageous behaviour. He had shocked himself by doing it. 

When he had concluded the spanking, his senses had come back to him. He looked at the girl bent over in front of him – practically a stranger, a houseguest of his mother’s for goodness sake and wondered what on earth he had done. When she had turned to face him from her prostrate position over the footboard, he had expected to see retribution in her eyes. Or fear. Instead her eyes were unmistakably full of pure lust. That had done for him. Even baser urges had taken over and he had ravished the poor girl, robbing her of her virginity in the process. 

And yet... he hadn’t exactly taken her against her will. At every point she had willed him to continue. Had she put up any resistance, he would have stopped. And that comment about losing her virginity being expedient... it was as though she had intended the whole thing to happen. 

He didn’t know whether he was supposed to feel anger at her manipulation or guilt at his own but in fact he felt neither of those things. He felt happy. It was such an odd sensation that he wasn’t even sure what to make of it. He didn’t want to question the happy glow of warmth he felt inside, in case it should cause it to go entirely. 

Come for the grumpiness. Stay for the spankings.

New Release! Lord Westbrook's Muse

Hold onto your hats, ladies and gentlemen! My much anticipated (by me at least) new book, Lord Westbrook's Muse has hit the e-bookshelves and is available to purchase from all your favourite retailers. (Providing that your favourite retailers are on the list below. If your favourite retailer is Pet Depot, I can't really help you.)

Blushing Books

Amazon.com

Amazon.co.uk

Barnes & Noble

Available to purchase RIGHT NOW

The book's hero, Lord Westbrook was first introduced in my book Lady Westbrook's Discovery as the elder of Lady Westbrook's two grown-up sons. There, he mostly just turns up to disapprove of his mother's marriage to a much younger man.

He needed his own story, I decided. This grumpy, good-looking Lord of the Manor needed the love of a good woman.

Enter Cass, a free-spirited social reformer who is perfect for him in every way - not least because she appreciates being on the receiving end of a spanking as much as Robert enjoys administering one. But things are never that straightforward. She hiding secrets which are about to catch up with them both.

In the snippet below, Robert and Cass share a playful moment before everything gets complicated.

The following night, they lay together in the bed in the gardener’s cottage – post coital and both entirely satisfied.

Robert lay beside Cass who was propped up on her side. He ran his hand over her breasts relishing the feeling of her smooth skin beneath his touch.

“I never know what to call you,” Cass said.
“You should call me your Lord and Master,” Robert replied tweaking her nipple.

“Ouch! I want to call you Robert.”

“No.”

Cass’s expression was first hurt and then turned mischievous. “What about Bob?”
He drew his hand back behind her and landed a sharp smack on her backside.

“Bobby? Rob? Rab?”

Three more smacks. “No.”

“Do you have a middle name?” she asked.

“My middle names are Ernest Stephen Louis. You are not permitted to call me any of those.”

“What about just plain Westbrook? Can I at least drop the honorifics?” Cass asked, moving her hand to shield her bottom.

Robert removed her hands but did not deliver any more spanks. “Hmm. That might be acceptable,” he said.

“Or Brook?”“What?”

“Short for Westbrook.”

Another smack. “No.”

“So I suppose West wouldn’t be acceptable either?” she said.

“Actually, I rather like that. You can call me West. Unless you’re in trouble, in which case you will refer to me as ‘My Lord’.”

“Am I in trouble now?” she asked.

Robert rolled Cass onto her front and sat astride her. He delivered half a dozen more smacks. “No, you’re not in trouble now.”

She turned her head to look at him. She was pouting. It was adorable. “And yet I still get spanked?” she said.

“Call this a spanking?” Robert said. “This is barely anything. Believe me, if you deserve it, you will get far worse than this. Bad girls get much harsher spankings.”

“So, I’m a good girl am I, West?”

“Oh, yes,” he breathed.

“And what do good girls get?”

He pushed her up onto her knees, leveraging her legs apart with his knees. The top of her body pressed against the bed, her slightly reddened bottom was raised in the air and her moist sex was gloriously on display. He pushed his fingers into her glistening folds and gently rubbed her clitoris. “Good girls get whatever they want,” he said softly before entering her for the second time that night.

So go buy your copy now! Or, later. You know, whenever it's convenient really. But soon. You'll like it.

Saturday Spankings - Agreeing to be punished

Happy Saturday, everyone! If you saw my post yesterday, you will know that I am participating in the Spanking A-Z Blog Challenge in the month of June. I really hope you will come and check out all my alphabet-related posts. I'm starting on Sunday 1st June with - rather controversially - the letter 'A'.

Todays Saturday Spankings snippet comes from my current work in progress. In the story, stuffy Lord Westbrook (son of the Lady Westbrook who stars in my forthcoming book) has become acquainted with unconventional free spirit, Cass - a proud member of the Women's Suffrage Society and advocate of the Rational Dress Movement.

Cass jokingly suggested to Lord Westbrook that she deserved to be punished for an earlier embarrassing incident. Their walk has brought them to a now-empty gardener's cottage on his Lordship's grounds where he intends to take her at her word.

“You suggested earlier that I should punish you for your bad behaviour,” Lord Westbrook said. “I think that’s an excellent idea. We will not be disturbed here.” 

“How do you intend to do that?”  Cass asked. 

Was that a flicker of a smile she saw cross his stern features? “Oh, I think there is only one type of punishment suitable for this occasion. You deserve to be spanked. Do you agree? 

She nodded cautiously. 

“Very well then. Bend over the edge of the bed.”

Remember to check out the rest of the Saturday Spankers below! And keep popping back here throughout June for alphabet-based spanking awesomeness!