A to Z Challenge~ Zombies and Figging

I made it to the end of the Spanking from A-Z blog challenge, hosted by Celeste Jones and Spanking Romance Reviews!

I feel like I need trumpets or something, some kind of fanfare. I survived and there were only a few tears!

Today Z is for Zombies, because how can I get a Z post to pass without talking about my zombie book??

Here is one of my favorite scenes from Cursed Waters that has a little figging in it too. It was the first figging scene I ever wrote and probably my favorite.

http://mo-ninja.deviantart.com/art/Zombie-Pin-Up-Girl-283688628

She watched Trevor go over to the bowl he had placed on the dresser. He lifted out a peeled piece of ginger. Roxy stopped what she was doing and rose from her position, turning to look at Trevor in shock.

“Bend back over,” he told her.
“Wait, what are you doing?” She already knew what he was doing, she had begged him to try figging with her the last time they were together, but it had never come about. She almost forgot about the ginger in the kitchen, she had bought it for a new recipe she was going to try, and never got around to making.

“Trust me,” he told her and brought his head down to kiss her hard on the mouth. “Now bend over, don't make me tell you again.”

She gave one last look to the carved piece of ginger root and folded herself back over the end of the bed with a renewed anticipation. He instructed her to put her hand back between her legs and to continue pleasuring herself. Roxy would have been embarrassed but she was still too stunned at the turn of events.

As she worked her fingers along her folds, building her need into a frenzy, Trevor parted her cheeks again. The ginger was cold and hard, nudging to gain entry. He cooed soothing words at her, telling her to relax. He finally pushed it in, pushing past the tightness and she shifted her hips back into him as her orgasm rocked her. She cried out in ecstasy, riding the waves as Trevor manipulated the ginger in her ass.

As she came down from her high Roxy panted into the bed.

“Now that we got that in, it's time to address your disrespect,” Trevor said as he pulled her to stand up.

Roxy glanced around him at the clock. “We should start getting ready, we don't have a lot of time,” she replied, she couldn't be late in saving the world from zombies after all.

Trevor gave her a hard look, “We have plenty of time, and we aren't finished,” he answered, a hint of annoyance in his voice. He gestured towards the floor where his jeans were crumpled up. “Get my belt and bring it here.”

Roxy could only look back at him, she was paralyzed to the spot. Trevor gave her a nudge, “Now, Roxy.”

You can find Cursed Waters on Amazon, it's free to read on KU!

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Figging- It Starts with F

Today I am talking about figging. As figging does start with F and this is the A-Z Blog Challenge.

I think I first read about figging in a book. It was Annabel Joseph's Disciplining the Duchess. It was before I had published, I was out to my husband about my spanking interests, but still hiding how much I was actually reading spanking books in my spare time. Anyway, there is this part in Disciplining the Duchess where the Duke in the book tells his wife he is going to put ginger in her anus as a punishment.

Immediately I am all like, huh? Is that a thing? And then they describe it in the book and it sounds awful but she is also turned on. At first I'm like, this is the worst thing ever and this guy sounds mean!

Then about six months later I think Renee Rose posted about it on her blog and then I got into an online conversation with her and a couple other authors about it. Then I needed to try it! I wanted to so bad!

So I told my husband about it, and he shot me down. Something about needing to use kitchen tools for something used as foreplay. I don't know. He seemed to think it was too much prep work and I wouldn't like it.

I dropped it.

Then he kept bringing it up.

I sent him links.

Then he surprised me around my birthday. (A weird birthday present I guess, but right up my alley!)

To be honest the first time we tried it, I don't think it really worked. I think the ginger was too old or we didn't leave it in long enough. But the anticipation and the excitement of doing something new was enough to make it memorable.

We have done it a few more times since, and now the smell of ginger makes me horny.

It is not an all the time thing. Figging is for special occasions!

I have written a few figging scenes since then, I feel like I always want to incorporate them, but then we would be on figging overload.

Here is part of my figging scene from Cursed Waters. Because when there is a zombie invasion you should always take the time to punish your girlfriend with ginger...

She watched Trevor go over to the bowl he had placed on the dresser. He lifted out a peeled piece of ginger. Roxy stopped what she was doing and rose from her position, turning to look at Trevor in shock.

“Bend back over,” he told her.

“Wait, what are you doing?” She already knew what he was doing, she had begged him to try figging with her the last time they were together, but it had never come about. She almost forgot about the ginger in the kitchen, she had bought it for a new recipe she was going to try, and never got around to making.

“Trust me,” he told her and brought his head down to kiss her hard on the mouth. “Now bend over, don't make me tell you again.”

She gave one last look to the carved piece of ginger root and folded herself back over the end of the bed with a renewed anticipation. He instructed her to put her hand back between her legs and to continue pleasuring herself. Roxy would have been embarrassed but she was still too stunned at the turn of events.

As she worked her fingers along her folds, building her need into a frenzy, Trevor parted her cheeks again. The ginger was cold and hard, nudging to gain entry. He cooed soothing words at her, telling her to relax. He finally pushed it in, pushing past the tightness and she shifted her hips back into him as her orgasm rocked her. She cried out in ecstasy, riding the waves as Trevor manipulated the ginger in her ass.

As she came down from her high Roxy panted into the bed.

“Now that we got that in, it's time to address your disrespect,” Trevor said as he pulled her to stand up.

Roxy glanced around him at the clock. “We should start getting ready, we don't have a lot of time,” she replied, she couldn't be late in saving the world from zombies after all.

Trevor gave her a hard look, “We have plenty of time, and we aren't finished,” he answered, a hint of annoyance in his voice. He gestured towards the floor where his jeans were crumpled up. “Get my belt and bring it here.”

Roxy could only look back at him, she was paralyzed to the spot. Trevor gave her a nudge, “Now, Roxy.”

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Dungeon Crawl

Welcome to the Dungeon Crawl, powered by Romancing the Kink!

I feel like I am going to get kicked out of this thing for not being dark and edgy enough, so soak it up now people! I may be asked not to come back.

Take the above picture for instance (these graphics are awesome btw!), I think the thing in the corner is a spanking bench. And in my head I am thinking that a man just spent all day doing manly things and building this spanking bench. (That's why there is an ax, that is an ax, right?) Anyway, now he is all sweaty and saw dusty and ornery from, you know, axing, and he is going to turn his woman over that bench and spank the daylights out of her.

I don't know why. I don't need a motive, it's my fantasy. She did something spankable, obvi!

Anyway, I am not sure that's what the people at RTK wanted when they started their Dungeon Crawl, now I am just taking over and getting all spanky with it.

But spanking is BDSM too!

Okay, how about figging? I have figging!

This is from my book Cursed Waters it's got zombies and figging!

 Trevor gave her a quick kiss and piled two pillows on top of each other. Then he guided her across them. She felt completely vulnerable, her ass sticking up higher than the rest of her, served up to him for whatever he may wish to do. The thought scared her and turned her on all at once.

Trevor pressed down on the ginger, causing a slight heat to emit throughout her. “How does it feel?” he questioned, “Does it feel like it's getting hot yet?”

“A little,” she answered honestly, hoping it didn't turn into an unbearable burning. Roxy could barely feel the heat right now.

“I think it takes a while to heat up,” he replied. “Maybe I should make you keep it in when we go out.”

She jerked her head up to look at him and he laughed at her reaction. “I was kidding,” he reassured, then moved to pick up the belt, “but I wasn't kidding about this.”

Trevor brought his arm up and Roxy tensed and winced in anticipation. The crack of the belt echoed off of the walls in her bedroom and the delicious burn the leather left in it's wake awakened all her senses. Trevor brought it down again, lower this time, catching the tops of her thighs and she jumped.

“Try to stay still,” he warned. She wanted to tell him not to hit so low but he swung again, causing the words to die on her lips. Every time he brought his arm up, she tensed, causing the ginger to release a burning inside. Then after the belt left its mark she had a burning outside to match. Roxy lost count as Trevor whipped her burning flesh. She didn't recognize the moans and guttural growls coming from her own mouth. She felt hot tears coursing down her face. But it wasn't from pain, all of her senses were on fire, she was burning with desire and begging him to take her and put her out of her misery.

Roxy felt the bed dip behind her as Trevor brought himself up on his knees. His hands caressed her punished flesh and she mewled against his tender touch. He pressed the ginger deeper into her as he plunged his hardened length into her wanting core. Roxy screamed out and twisted the sheets in her fists. Trevor pounded into her from behind, her hips pressing further into the pillows stacked beneath her.

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Birthday Thanks for the Spanks

I am full of thankfulness from a fabulous birthday weekend! It was full of love and togetherness, fun and almost figging (yeah you read that right, almost figging).

I had three days off from work and got to spend lots of time with my husband- which is really all I wanted. I keep thinking about something that happened yesterday. It is sort of stupid, but it is so us and I felt like sharing. We did some shopping and as we were driving back we were sitting in traffic and a mini van was pulled over on the side of the road.

My husband says: Oh no, someone forgot something back at the hotel.

I look over and see husband and wife with the back of the mini van open rifling through bags on the side of the road.

Me: Uh oh, there's a kid in the back of that van freaking out over something right now.

Hubs: 'Where's the bee? Where's the bee? You didn't pack the bee?' (Best In Show anyone?)

Now I am downright cackling at his antics and we see the husband move from the bags on the side of the road back to the van and start looking through those bags.

Me: The blue one, it's in the blue one!

Hubs: I already looked in the blue one.

Me: The other blue one!

Now we are both hysterical laughing. Yes, we are giving dialogue to two random people on the side of the road. Traffic starts moving again and we pass them, we are quiet for a minute.

Hubs: Do you think that's why no one calls us to hang out anymore?

Me: Because we're weird?

Hubs: Yep.

Me: Probably, but I don't care, they're all boring.

I love when we have weird little moments like this, isn't that how you know you picked the right person? You can laugh when you're sitting in traffic together.

Also, I know I picked the right person because he tried figging with me this weekend. The ginger froze in our awful, inconsistent refrigerator. So it didn't work. I mean, nothing, I thought something was wrong with me. But apparently if the ginger freezes or dries out it won't work.

He also lavished me with lots of other gifts of the kinky variety, that's a whole other blog post!

I mainly just wanted to say thanks to all my online buddies who joined in the fun for an online spanking party. My friend Katie and I share a birthday weekend and we were thrown a Spank-a-thon!

Please check out all the links below, I really have the best friends.

Ok, read these three in order. I promise, it's worth it! :

Katie's Birthday Surprise by Casey McKay

A Birthday Spanking by Natasha Knight

Happy Birthday by Tara Finnegan find it on my facebook fanpage

You can read these in any order, well obviously read the part I then the part II. They're all awesome:

Happy Birthday, Casey McKay by Katherine Deane

A Birthday Spank from Master Bane pt. 1 by Thianna Doesitmatter

A Birthday Spank from Master Bane pt. 2 by Thianna Doesitmatter

I like to spank my friends in public by Renee Rose

Surprise Spankings by Gray Grace- find it on my facebook fanpage

 A Birthday Spanking by Joseph McNamara- find it on my facebook fanpage

Casey and Katie The Birthday Spankings by Penelope Hasler

Patricia Green and Maren Smith wrote special stories at the request of Katie, check those out too!

A special shout out to Adaline Rain for helping to plan our party and making a fab banner and Celeste Jones for some special gifts as well.

And if you want to give yourself a real treat Corinne opened my eyes to this little gem

Weeds Bar Scene from Heather Hopkins on Vimeo


Seriously, who knew Zack Morris got so sexy??

Thanks for all the birthday fun. You sure know how to make a girl feel loved :)

Love and Spanks,
Casey XOXO

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A Promise of Things to Come

     A few weeks ago Renee Rose posted about figging. I had read about this before and it piqued my curiosity. The book I read it in described it as a punishment, but me being me, and loving all things anal, I thought “That sounds pretty hot.”

     Then Renee shared her thoughts and made the experience sound absolutely mind blowing. So I decided to broach the subject with my husband (I mean, he is the other part in this equation). First off, I had to explain to him what figging was (A first. He is usually way more well versed in all things of a sexual nature than me). Then when I finally answered all of his questions, multiple times- “Wait, you use what??” and “You put it where??” and “This is supposed to be a good thing?” He told me he wouldn't really be comfortable doing it.

     Something about using kitchen tools before performing a sexual act or something like that. And a good point, normally when we are getting really kinky we are both more than a little bit drunk, so that could make things complicated. Okay, I get it, and it's not always about me and what I want, I can respect his opinions. I will just quietly pout in the corner over here for a while.

     But since then he has brought it up multiple times. He enjoys teasing me, and I guess I like being teased. He'll bring it up in conversation or teasingly tell me to watch myself or he'll get the ginger (we don't even have ginger in the house). Maybe he was getting himself a little more used to the idea, and knowing my husband he probably researched it.

     Next Saturday is my birthday and we were talking about what we might do with our weekend. He told me he had some kinky surprises in store for me, and hinted that he might be down for some figging. 

Me: “Huh? I thought you didn't want to try it?”

Him: “Well, it's your birthday. How can I say no to you?”

     Wow, I didn't know simply having a birthday held so much power. I should have probably requested something else too.

     So now I am highly anticipating next weekend, which sometimes I think anticipating something makes it all that more wonderful (figging, a spanking, a really good fuck). If I seem a bit distracted for the next week, my mind is just elsewhere....

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