Friday, May 30, 2014

On the Bare- Saturday Spankings


Howdy folks, welcome back to another Saturday Spankings

I have another little teaser from Loving Lena, Wesley's story from the Ravenswood Manor series. This picks up from where last week left off. It's Lena's first spanking, now that she is over the shock that Wesley has turned her over his knee, she is appalled that he has bared her.

"Wesley!" She was frantic now, he was intending to spank her on the bare? She put a hand back behind her, wanting to protect her vulnerable backside from his unforgiving hand.

"We are done fighting," he said. He captured her hand, holding it against her lower back as he balanced her. "You will not shout." His hand fell on her naked cheeks.

"And you most certainly will not throw things at me." He punctuated his sentence with a harder smack, "ever." Then he stopped speaking and began spanking in earnest.

Thanks for checking in! Loving Lena is coming soon, so watch for it! Also, make sure you check out all the other Saturday Spankers this week.



Thursday, May 29, 2014

Your Kink or Mine? A Spanking Round Table Discussion


Welcome back for another edition of Round Table Discussion, brought to you by Spanking Romance, a place where we like to discuss spanking hot topics!

This week we are hosted by Katherine Deane, who came up with the topic: The Vanilla Spouse: What happens when your significant other does not share your fetish?

I think it is fair to say that my husband would not be considered vanilla by anyone's standards, but I can relate when we are talking about not sharing fetishes.

Spanking has definitely been my interest-- for forever. Him? Not so much.

I remember how I felt like it was this big deal to confess my kink to him and he was like "okay." That was it, no big deal, he'd obviously heard of spanking in a kinky way before and he really didn't think it was all that out of the ordinary.

I don't think he realized at the time how all encompassing it was. I think he gets it a little more now (because I never shut up, and will tell him every little thing running through my head).

He gets how much I like spanking, but he doesn't 'get' it. He will tell me as much.

I have also learned that if I really want to try something I have to suggest it and then stop talking about it. He says no to everything the first time I bring it up.

"You want me to hit you with what? No."
"You want to do what with ginger? No."

Normally if I can supply him with links and he can research a little he is more receptive. 

He said that spanking me turns him on because it turns me on, but it has nothing to do with the actual act of spanking for him. I can live with that.

I was trying to think if there was any kink he could have that I would say no to trying. I honestly cannot think of anything. If I knew it was something he really wanted to do I would try anything once, or twice.

I think it's good to experiment, live a little, and indulge your partner's crazy once in a while. It helps when you trust each other and you can keep an open mind.

Please go visit all the other Round Table Participants this time around. 



Friday, May 23, 2014

Saturday Spankings- Tempers Flare


Welcome, Saturday Spankers! It's a holiday weekend here in the US so I thought I would give us all a treat and share a snippet from my soon to be released book tentatively titled Loving Lena. This will be the second in The Ravenswood Manor series.

This book centers around Emmaline's brother, Wesley and his love, Lena. I am still working on a blurb so I will just give you a quick set up for this scene.

Wesley and Lena are getting ready to go to Emmaline's for dinner. While she is dressing she starts snapping at Wesley and has just tried to throw a book at him.

At this point Lena has never been spanked before, but clearly, there is a first time for everything.

She tried to pull away from him; she had scared herself with her own display of ill temper. "We will be late," she said, her voice trembling as she tried to blink back tears.

"I do not care anymore. What is going on with you?" He had both of her wrists now and he tightened his hold the more she struggled. "Lena?"

"Wesley, we will be late. Stop arguing with me!"

When he sat on the bed, she thought he was giving her space to finish dressing, but his grasp remained on her wrists.

"What are you-" Her question died on her lips as he upended her over his knee.


Truly, he would not spank her?

Loving Lena should be available in a few weeks. In the mean time you can see where Wesley's story started in the first book Emmaline's Groom.


Emmaline Lawford, the youngest daughter of an English Marquess, is intended to marry. Though to whom might be up for debate. Her older brother, Samuel, has his sights set on marrying her off to a Duke. Emmaline finally accepts her fate, until a breach in etiquette finds her back in the arms of the man she truly loves.

Leo Colston is stunned when Emmaline is thrust back into his life. He had resigned himself to the fact that he would never marry the woman he loved. Now they are taking hasty wedding vows and being urged to move to America, where they can leave the talk of scandal behind them.

Emma and Leo realize settling into marriage is not going to be as smooth sailing as they thought. As they try to work out their differences and get used to living in close quarters Emmaline finds herself in trouble with her new husband on more than one occasion. Leo's favorite way to end an argument is to take his lady over his knee and spank her bare bottom until she submits. Emma thinks he should just give in to her womanly charms. Who will win this battle of wills?

Emmaline's Groom is a stand alone book, but is also the first book in The Ravenswood Manor series.

This book includes spankings, graphic sex, anal play, and more. If any of this subject matter offends you, please do not purchase this book.



Be sure to visit all the other spanking offerings my fellow authors are serving up! And have a fabulous weekend!

Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Dungeon Crawl- Strapped for Disobedience


Welcome back for another edition of Dungeon Crawl!
I have another little piece from Emmaline's Groom, this actually follows up what I posted last Wednesday. We left with Emmaline in the corner with soap in her mouth. She had stupidly told Leo she was not afraid of any spanking he could give her so he exercised these other methods of punishment-- and now she is getting the strap.


He pulled her toward the bed where he had stacked the pillows on top of each other. The razor strap lay innocuously beside them.

Her tears started anew and she shook her head.

"Next time you will think twice before you do something like this."

She opened her mouth, wanting to protest, wanting to fight, but then she saw the pain in his eyes, so she dropped her gaze and let him push her over the pillows.

This was it, he had punished her once, and now he would whip her on top of that, and then probably ship her off. She had really done it this time, he would never forgive her.

She wept into the bed. He brought the strap down on her backside and she squealed at the impact. He had not even started with his hand. The strap ignited a fire on her skin and her feet danced beneath her.

"Please," she sobbed out, not knowing what she begged for. Him to stop, or whip her harder. She wanted the heaviness on her heart to be released, she needed him to forgive her.

She grabbed the blanket beneath her with both hands, hanging on so she did not put her hands behind her.

He brought the strap down again, catching the tops of her thighs. She gasped and pleaded, "Leo."

She needed to hear his voice, he was silent and angry. She wanted to know he was there.

He snapped the leather down again and she jumped on the impact, not knowing how much longer she could hold herself down. Why did he not even put his hand on her back?


She was sure she would die.






Emmaline Lawford, the youngest daughter of an English Marquess, is intended to marry. Though to whom might be up for debate. Her older brother, Samuel, has his sights set on marrying her off to a Duke. Emmaline finally accepts her fate, until a breach in etiquette finds her back in the arms of the man she truly loves.

Leo Colston is stunned when Emmaline is thrust back into his life. He had resigned himself to the fact that he would never marry the woman he loved. Now they are taking hasty wedding vows and being urged to move to America, where they can leave the talk of scandal behind them.

Emma and Leo realize settling into marriage is not going to be as smooth sailing as they thought. As they try to work out their differences and get used to living in close quarters Emmaline finds herself in trouble with her new husband on more than one occasion. Leo's favorite way to end an argument is to take his lady over his knee and spank her bare bottom until she submits. Emma thinks he should just give in to her womanly charms. Who will win this battle of wills?

Emmaline's Groom is a stand alone book, but is also the first book in The Ravenswood Manor series.


This book includes spankings, graphic sex, anal play, and more. If any of this subject matter offends you, please do not purchase this book.


Please visit all the rest of the Dungeon Crawlers! Thanks for stopping by!





Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Untagged! An Un-Bitching Post

Has anyone been following my Adult Tagging saga with Amazon? Yeah, I didn't think so. But here is your update anyway.

I finally got untagged!! I am now searchable and hopefully will show up in also- boughts again.

Here is the long story short. I emailed and each time got an email back saying I would have the tag removed within 24 hours, this happened four times.

I waited a few days and then went into my KDP account and found this 'contact us' form and filled that out. Figured I wasn't getting anywhere with the people answering the email address so I would try this other tactic. Well, one of the same people who had been responding from the email address responded to my feedback form and said she looked into it and it was some sort of technical problem on their end.

I just feel like I can be really quick to bitch when things aren't going my way and I vented and shook my fist at Amazon. But to be fair, I am posting to say that it may have taken a few days but it looks like the problem is fixed. I am back on track!

And if you are just tuning in and do not know what I am talking about then here is the link to the book that got tagged: A Taste of Discipline

This is what it's about:


Sam is a classically trained chef. She runs her kitchen like a well-oiled machine, and steam rolls anyone who gets in the way of that. She likes to be in control and has a hard time adjusting when she can't be.

Ryan is her husband and partner. As the manager of the restaurant they own, he tries to ensure that his wife is not over working herself and not blowing up at their employees.

They're trying to find a balance in life, love, and cooking. It just might take a little discipline.


This book includes themes of domestic discipline, spankings, graphic sex, anal play, and more. If any of this subject matter offends you, please do not purchase this book.



Sunday, May 18, 2014

Boobs- We Love Them, Right?



I mean, who doesn't love boobs? Show me one person who does not at least appreciate boobs, I dare you.

We were at a Burlesque Show this weekend, and really burlesque is basically a vaudeville act that worships the female form. I think it's fair to say that if you don't appreciate boobs then you are not going to a burlesque show.

I went with my husband and a few friends. We ended up running into a bunch of my roller derby teammates.

We had a good time, but as self assured as I am, I could still find myself having momentary doubts about myself. 
Wow, she has long legs, mine are way shorter. 
How is her stomach so flat? I make a mental note to do some stomach crunches tomorrow to work off this beer. 

And of course, they all have fantastic boobs. Or maybe it is just that all boobs are fantastic?

Seems I was not the only woman sitting in the audience comparing herself to the beautiful dancers up on stage.

The lights come up and I turn around to ask my derby girls sitting behind me what they thought and notice that one of them has a panicked look on her face.

Panicked: Hey, do all boobs hang like that?

Me: Like what?

Panicked: You know, like (she makes some crazy gesture in front of her chest, holding two orb-like objects then dropping them slightly lower)

Sober Derby Girl: Um, it's called gravity. All boobs hang.

Panicked: (a bit more panicky) But mine don't!

Tipsy Derby Girl: Like, at all?

Thinking about this the next day I am struck by how absurd this is. You see, Panicked is a helluva derby player. She exudes self confidence out on the track. So now, seeing her confidence shaken, is eye opening. Apparently you can be kick-ass in almost all aspects of life and still be a little insecure.

We start discussing breast size and bra size and trying to describe what our boobs look like while still sitting in the seats we were in during the show.

Finally someone suggests just taking it into the ladies room. And this is how I ended up looking at other women's boobs in a bar bathroom on a Saturday night.

Okay, it was a quick flash, not a big strip tease production. But we are all standing around the crowded little two stall bathroom discussing breasts. What we like about ours, what we don't like. Women we do not even know chime in on the conversation.

I took one thing away from this: Women are nuts!

We think entirely too much about our bodies. Specifically about our boobs. I want to say 8 out of the 10 women involved in this conversation confessed to doing some kind of weird thing to make their boobs look less, or more, or perkier.

WTF?

Why are we driving ourselves crazy? We had all just purchased tickets to look at other women's breasts (okay, under the guise of a theatrical production, but still)-- why are we being so hard on ourselves?

This is what I declared in a small, crowded, surprisingly clean bathroom in a bar and this is what I am saying now:

No two breasts are alike. Not even your own. But they are all fucking gorgeous. Cut yourself some slack ladies. The only one obsessing about what your breasts are lacking is you. Everyone else is just appreciating, and loving the boobs.



Friday, May 16, 2014

Keep Moving- It's Science!

I passed my one year anniversary of my first publication last month, so obviously this makes me a great authority on the writing process. I will tell you this, once that first book came out I had a really hard time writing a second one. I couldn't find the time, and when I did I wasn't feeling inspired. It still feels like I tore that one out of me, wrenched it from my mind and somehow formed words on the page, but it took an eternity. I never want that to happen again so I am imparting some advice from another area of my life to keep myself on track.

There is one phrase that gets repeated over and over during my roller derby practices- Keep your feet moving.

You can hear girls shouting it to each other, urging each other on as we're doing endless sprints around the track. It gets yelled at me more than once each practice, by more than one teammate. And in turn I will encourage other girls the same way.

It's the law of motion- an object in motion will remain in motion until stopped by some other force (I'm paraphrasing here). So if you are so tired that you are just coasting on your skates, the friction of your wheels on the track will eventually slow you down, until you stop.

I have found the same to be true for writing. A little over a year in, I am still pretty new to this writing game. I try to fit in time around my full time job and all the other things I have going on. I have noticed though that if I completely stop writing for a few days, then it takes me longer to get back to it. Even if I just open my newest work in progress and edit the last chapter I wrote, it stays fresher in my mind for when I do have the time to sit down and write.

If I know I will have thirty minutes before work the next morning, I will try to re-read what I have written so far the night before, so I can get right to it.
Keep your feet moving.

You don't want to coast, because then you end up slowing down. And the last thing you want to do on those last few laps is work harder to pick your speed back up.

Keep your feet moving, your jello legs will thank you later.   

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Soaping and Corner Time for Naughty Emmaline- Dungeon Crawl


It's that time of the week again! Your weekly Dungeon Crawl brought to you by Romancing the Kink. Make sure you visit all the other hot little excerpts by using the links at the bottom of the post!

I am currently, furiously, obsessively working on the yet to be titled second book of The Ravenswood Manor Series. The first book is Emmaline's Groom. So I thought I would share a little bit of that today since Leo and Emmaline also make appearances in the the second book as well, and I am quite fond of them.

At this point in time Leo is angry with Emmaline for running off and getting swept up in some backroom poker game at a pub (she really didn't mean to). She isn't taking him seriously and has just told him that she had weighed her options and took the chance that he would spank her anyway (sometimes she doesn't know when to stop talking).


She looked at him questioningly but wisely did not speak. He ran his fingers through his hair, tugging in frustration. He was sick with the thought that something could have happened to her. He was furious that she did not consider her safety at all.

"Undress." He barked the order at her.

Her eyes went wide, but she slowly moved to obey. She dropped her eyes to the floor, but he knew it was an act--she tried to act submissive now because she feared further punishment.

Once her clothes were folded neatly at the end of the bed he beckoned her forward.

She covered her breasts with her hands and would not meet his eyes.

"I am glad your little escapade was worth any spanking I would give you. I am happy you take the punishments I give you so seriously."

At the anger in his voice she looked up to meet his eyes, tears filling hers.

He picked up the bar of soap that lay beside their water basin. It was still quite large as a new one had been supplied in their room when they got there.

He held it up to her lips. "Open," he snapped at her.

She pursed her lips together and shook her head.

"Maybe you will think twice about the punishments I give you. If you want to act like a child I will give you a child's punishment. A naughty little girl who does not know when to mind her tongue should get her mouth washed out with soap."

Tears tracked down her cheeks now. "Please," she whispered, "I have been awful. I know. I do not know what comes over me."

"Begging will not help you now." He caught her chin with his free hand. 
"Open."

She opened her lips the slightest bit and he used his fingers to pry her mouth open, her tears came faster as his anger grew, the grip he had on her jaw tightening.

He placed the soap in her mouth and removed his hand from her chin. He held the soap until she closed her lips around it. Her eyes pleaded with his the whole time, but he felt no remorse for her. He could not excuse her going against his wishes and exhibiting such risky behavior.

He stood assessing her for a minute. Her naked curves enticed him from the matter at hand, her full breasts heaving as she sucked in breath after breath through her nose. His eyes traveled down to the triangle of curls at the apex of her thighs, but he would not be distracted by her beauty, that would be doing them both a disservice.

"Hold your hands behind your back."

She jumped to comply, grasping one wrist with her opposite hand behind her. The position thrust her breasts out further still.

He guided her into the corner. His hand at her lower back, pushing her to stand where the two walls met.

"You stand here, do not move your arms and keep that soap in your mouth until I say you can take it out."

She sniffled, her nose running and mixing with the tears running down her face. But she nodded that she understood.


He walked back to the bed. He promised not to punish her in anger and he was so angry right now. He worried he would really hurt her if he whipped her before he calmed down. He sat back trying to collect himself as she sniffled in the corner.





Emmaline Lawford, the youngest daughter of an English Marquess, is intended to marry. Though to whom might be up for debate. Her older brother, Samuel, has his sights set on marrying her off to a Duke. Emmaline finally accepts her fate, until a breach in etiquette finds her back in the arms of the man she truly loves.

Leo Colston is stunned when Emmaline is thrust back into his life. He had resigned himself to the fact that he would never marry the woman he loved. Now they are taking hasty wedding vows and being urged to move to America, where they can leave the talk of scandal behind them.

Emma and Leo realize settling into marriage is not going to be as smooth sailing as they thought. As they try to work out their differences and get used to living in close quarters Emmaline finds herself in trouble with her new husband on more than one occasion. Leo's favorite way to end an argument is to take his lady over his knee and spank her bare bottom until she submits. Emma thinks he should just give in to her womanly charms. Who will win this battle of wills?

Emmaline's Groom is a stand alone book, but is also the first book in The Ravenswood Manor series.


This book includes spankings, graphic sex, anal play, and more. If any of this subject matter offends you, please do not purchase this book.

Wednesday, May 7, 2014

An Update: Untagged!

As a rule, I have a pretty long fuse. I can roll with the punches. I can look at the bright side- I usually wear my rose-colored glasses. 

So when something does set me off enough- it can be almost scary. Such was the case Tuesday when I was stuck in "Adult Content Tagged Hell" and I felt like no one was listening.

But now that I have ranted and raved; slammed my fists, used lots of choice language, and chugged beers in a rather un-ladylike manner- it seems someone over at Amazon listened to my rational request to reconsider their tag of my book.

This blog post by Selena Kitt was super helpful. I would suggest any indie author ready to self pub their book check it out first. I ended up changing my category, changing my blurb a little, and then emailing the email address from her post.

I have gotten word that I was re-evaluated and the tag was being removed!

I still don't like the feeling of being censored. And I am still a little worried that A Taste of Discipline may have lost momentum. But I am going back to my glass is half full, looking on the bright side, everything happens for a reason outlook and just letting it go (I will let Mr. McKay complain about the injustice of it all enough for both of us).

So, happy things! Out of the "Adult Content Dungeon" (which is not at all as sexy as it sounds), and onward and upward!

I just felt like I needed to update and needed to give a little equal time to the good as well as the ranting.

To all you indie author- self pubbers: Be safe out there! Don't get targeted.


Warning: Blogging While Angry- Dungeon Crawl



I had the unfortunate mishap of getting one of my books tagged as "adult" over the last few days. I feel like I have been banned to the depths of hell for writing a book with a little bit of dirty, sexy sex in it. Like I got rapped on the knuckles for writing a story about two consenting adults who have a little kinkery in their marriage. Yeah, they're married, they're adults, and they are kinky fuckers. But I'm sure who ever read A Taste of Discipline over at Amazon saw that. Oh, wait, I doubt anyone actually read it.

I thought it was some of my tags and the warning I included in my blurb. So I changed it and then emailed Amazon to say "Oh, hey, someone put this hateful red X on my book, but it is really a sweet story. Consenting adults, love, HEA, all that jazz. So let's fix this, k?"

I got a very unhelpful email back that said I was tagged as "adult" because my book was listed as erotica... well wouldn't someone shopping erotica just assume it had adult content? Sorry, that seems like a no- brainer to me.

Anyway, here is a little bit of this scandalously salacious book I am pushing, that is so over the top erotic that Amazon feels they should shield your virgin minds from it.

Be sure to save the direct link, and email it to all of your friends!

I am trying to find a way out, but on the off chance I cannot- please, share away!





He stepped back from her, urging her right leg up peeling her jeans off her calf, then he did the same to the left. She stood where he left her, pressed up against the island as she watched him fold her jeans. He was behind her again, pulling her headband out of her hair, letting it fall past her shoulders. 

Then he slipped a hand down the front of her panties.

"God, you're so wet," he whispered in her ear. "All that talk of being in trouble."

Probably so, he knew what made her tick and for whatever reason, that always did.

"Are you my bad girl? Do you want to be my bad girl tonight? Or my good girl?"

She moaned in response as his fingers worked her clit. Not knowing the right answer. Not knowing what would get her to come quicker. What would get him to spank her the way she wanted?

His hand left her panties and she bit back an expletive, but the whimper escaped before she had a handle on it.

"Not yet." He chuckled as he spoke, obviously amused by her wanton needs.
He put his finger to her lips, "Suck."


She opened her mouth, drawing his digit into her mouth, she could taste her own salty tang on his finger.

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Sorry that I corrupted you all, please, go about your day! Oh and stop by the rest of the Dungeon Crawlers I am sure they are equally, if not more, salacious than me!





Monday, May 5, 2014

Nerds Do It With Research


I am currently toiling away at the sequel to Emmaline's Groom- the second in The Ravenswood Manor Series.

This is my first time at trying my hand at a series and I am feeling a little bit like I painted myself into a corner. Not too much, because I had in mind from the beginning that this would be a series, but stuff I did not take into account has taken up a lot of time and research.

I gave Emmaline a hopelessly-in-love brother, Wesley. He serves as a catalyst for getting Emmaline to admit her true feelings for Leo and for them ending up together.

I made him heartbroken, he had fallen in love with a married woman, and then we learn she is pregnant.

So my story line for Wesley had to begin with him either moving on past this woman I had him so hopelessly in love with- or navigating a very modern day situation in the Victorian era.

Thus began my hours of research. Then my research about Victorian era marriage laws and divorce starting leading to other research based on little bread crumbs I found in this research. (Does anyone else get themselves stuck on Wikipedia threads for hours on end?)

I have Wesley's story about a third of the way written. I am also up on all my Victorian marriage and divorces, the end of the century bicycling craze, as well as underwear of that time.

Every night when my husband and I catch up about our day at dinner, I tell him all about my research. I think my nerdiness turns him on a little. Which would make sense- he fell in love with me before being nerdy was cool.

I think its the same as when he starts telling me about some new recipe he wants to make me. He gets so passionate and excited in his descriptions that it turns me on a little. I wonder if this is what it feels like to be married to Bobby Flay?

Either way, we have been sharing links and having rousing discussions about the Victorian era for so many months now, it has become our norm.

It makes me wonder what the hell we talked about before.

Anyway, I am off to get back to writing, or researching. I will leave you with this part from Emmaline's Groom, where we first meet Wesley:


I am not a baby anymore, Wesley,” she retorted and snatched the flask back from his hands, taking another drink before he had the chance to catch up.

I can see that,” he answered, taking the flask back and tucking it to his side and out of her reach. “You were never a baby, even when you were. What has you tied up in knots?”

Her eyes burned with the remainder of her unshed tears. She would not cry in front of Wesley. He could seem sincere, but he had been her resident tormenter her entire life, she doubted much had changed. When she did not answer his question, he slipped an arm around her shoulders. She had begun to shiver as the damp, cold ground seeped into the seat of her pants. Now his arm around her made her warm, or it was further effects from the liquor. She allowed herself to lean her head on his shoulder.

Have you ever been in love?” The question slipped past her lips and she braced herself for his ridicule.

Wesley made a rueful sound and took up the flask again. He took a healthy drink and passed it back to her with a nod.
Doubt thou the stars are fire
Doubt that the sun doth move
Doubt truth to be a liar
But never doubt I love.” He leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes.

Emma let her mouth hang open as she stared back at him. “Are you quoting Shakespeare?” She let out a braying laugh as she brought the flask back to her mouth. The liquid had just breached her lips when he snatched it away from her, causing the alcohol to spill down the front of her.

I am baring my soul and you laugh at me?” He threw his hands up in the air.
She could not decide if he was serious or pulling her leg. She also wondered how much he had drank before she came upon him.

Does this have something to do with Lady Trimble? I heard she is expecting.” She ventured a guess, based on town gossip and the bits she heard from the staff.

Ah, my dearest Lena,” he said with a sigh.

That confirmed her suspicions about Wesley being Lady Trimble's paramour before he fled to America. Not that she could blame Lady Trimble, the gossip in her social circles was that her husband was a social climber who blackmailed Lena into marriage. But she had the urge to defend her brother against this woman who took his love and broke his heart.

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