Non-consensual Punishment Spankings~ Hotter in Fiction?

Last night I was having some spanky fun with the hubs. Like full out, sexy underwear the whole shebang. We've been super busy lately and it's taken a lot of fanfare out of the sex department, if you know what I mean. I own a lot of lingerie and I love wearing it. It really does make me feel more sexy and more confident, so it's a win win! 

I got home from work, ran a brush through my hair, popped my contacts in and applied some make up (yeah, I didn't wear any to work, but I put some on for sex- you see my priorities here). I dug out some cute crotchless panties that are really just an intricate pattern of strings in the back, I believe that they make my ass look amazing. I could be wrong, but I definitely feel amazing.

Not me- but pretty much what I felt like.

So I find Mr. McKay, I give him a sexy little strip tease and a little twirl. It's game on!

He pulls me forward by my waistband of my sexy, silky, lacy little panties and in my head I am all "Ack, they're going to rip!" (But really this is all my fault because I am always all, 'be more assertive, just throw me around- its hot!')

Anyway, us being us, I ended up jamming my toes into his foot and my toe nail sliced into the bottom of his foot (because really, no night is complete without a little blood shed). He yells out in pain and I'm all like "Why are you pulling on me?"

So then he smacks my ass, like super hard, and I am completely caught off guard and then get super indignant. "It was an accident!" I yell back at him, half angry and half pouting. I didn't mean to maim him in the process of getting our freak on.

And he just stops and looks at me, lifts his eyebrows as if to say "Really?"

Oh right, the whole point of the sexy underwear and everything was so he would spank me, which is what I want, which I keep telling him. And then here it is, one smack which I perceive to be 'real' and not in the contexts of playing and I'm ready to punch him. 
Again, I would not want to be married to me, it's probably super confusing...

I completely understand that I am wants and needs wrapped up in contradictions. But this is why we talk, right? 

He was actually very undeterred by my outraged response, he assured me he was fine and then pulled me down across his lap.

I just can't stop thinking today about my reaction. There is no better way to turn me on than with a spanking, but apparently if we're going to get real with it, you better duck because I may throw some punches.

Am I the only one who would have reacted like that? I mean I know a lot of people practicing Domestic Discipline have punishment spankings as a context in their relationship. But if that isn't your relationship and you are into spanking, does it piss you off when it gets too real?

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Clandestine Affairs and the Art of the Booty Call

We were out with friends last night and the topic of booty calls came up (as they will), which prompted my husband to launch into a story about one of our ill-fated booty calls.

It was when we first got back together again. We were both still living at home and times when a house would be empty were few and far between. I got a call at around noon on a Saturday that his parents had taken his grandparents to a matinee and lunch. The house was empty! We weren't sure how late they would be but we figured we had at least three hours. Because who would be done with lunch and a show by 12:30??

We are up in his bedroom and ripping off each other's clothes, they get tossed around. We both just get naked and we hear the garage door open.

We freeze, lock eyes, and panic! Mr. McKay is redressed in about 3.5 seconds. I am still kneeling on the bed, fully naked, and I cannot locate one stitch of clothing.

I start to laugh, uncontrollably. He starts yelling at me, "Why are you still naked?"

We are out of time. By now his parents are downstairs with his grandparents. His very WASP-y, conservative, and frowning upon pre-marital sex grandparents. The upstairs overlooks the living room, so we are in full view when we open the bedroom door and step onto the landing.

Four sets of eyes look up at us. I try to pull my sweater closed as my bra never made it back on, it hastily got shoved in my purse.

His mom is shooting daggers at us with her eyes. His dad is trying to cover a smirk with his hand and his grandparents look up at us in confusion. Mr. McKay feeds them a line of BS about wrapping Christmas presents.

His parents know this is not true, as it is not Christmas Eve-- my husband's usual day for Christmas shopping, and there are actually no presents up there. But his grandmother mutters something about how sweet and thoughtful he is. I nod a hello, but no words ever leave my mouth and we dash out the front door.

We've all had these moments, right? Sneaking around, coming dangerously close to being caught in the act. Looking back there was really no harm in what we were doing. The stakes were higher because my future MIL didn't want her parents to know we were fooling around in the house. But in truth there would have been no dire consequences if we were caught-- just ten or so years of awkward holiday dinners.

When I was writing Loving Lena I had already given Wesley and Lena a backstory in Emmaline's Groom. I wanted to stick with what I had already said about them. Lena is married to another man, but in love with Wesley. 

Where would they have been carrying out their affair. Surely, not stolen moments while their families were at matinees. Then I remembered that they are both from money-- where would one have an affair with gobs of money at their disposal?

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.

There you go. A Victorian clandestine affair-- they're rich so they escape to Paris for a weekend. Not exactly an afternoon booty call in your boyfriend's parent's house, but same idea I guess.

Loving Lena is available in lots of places now, so snap up your copy today!

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U is for Underwear- Sexy Underthings

It's the Spanking for A-Z Blogging Challenge. What is U for?

Underwear of course!

I refer to them as panties (they're cuter that way). Lingerie, knickers, underpants-- whatever you want to call them, they can get quite sexy!

They might encase a spankable butt...

They can serve to tease and entice...

You can dress them up with other accessories...

Or wear them with nothing else at all.

Note: all of these pictures were pilfered from pinterest. I have no idea where they came from before that.

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K is for Knickers- A Saturday Spankings Snippet

As this is part of my A-Z Blogging Challenge and my Saturday Spankings post I am only including one linky list as this post would be super long with two lists! Please click here to see the other A-Z Blogs.

Today K is for Knickers! First of all, I love when people call underwear knickers. I think it's cute. I also think it's a British thing and the term underwear is sort of unsexy.

So today I am talking about knickers and I have a little scene where Lena has been modifying her own knickers so she is more comfortable riding her bicycle. She is embarrassed to share this with Wesley at first, but now that he has found her out she is showing him that she copied the pattern from a pair of sexy, silky knickers he had purchased for her in Paris.

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."

He placed his hands on her hips, looked up into her clear, blue eyes and 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.

"Undress for me. Undress and put these on. It would please me so," he whispered to her.

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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Lurking in my Panties

In honor of Love Our Lurkers Day I thought I would talk about something near and dear to my heart- Lingerie!

I have said it before, and I will say it again. I love it! To the point where I may have a bit of a problem. But I am a savvy shopper. I love scoring a sale and finding matching items for pieces I already own (that sort of sounds like I'm antiquing, not underwear shopping). A lot of times I end up at the discount stores, searching through the racks and racks of things. But this is a crap shoot. Some days I can score a great deal, other days there is nothing worth a second glance.

Anyway, my long standing love affair started many years ago at the old stand by Victoria's Secret. They were having some kind of giant sale. This is where I bought my first pieces of lingerie (2 in fact). I still have them and wear them. Over the years, for special occasions, I would go back to this anchor store to spice up the lingerie box (yes, I have a box of it- which is now overflowing). But recently I have noticed a disturbing trend. Everything sort of looks the same. Nothing looks really all that sexy to me.

Then I thought (gasp) is it me? Do I just own so much lingerie and little sexy things that I have desensitized myself to the sexiness of it all??

I called in an expert. My husband. He confirmed my suspicions. He mentioned something about it all sort of looking the same, there were a lot of flowery patterns, and their Pink collection looks like underwear you can see from space.

Don't get me wrong, I would probably still wear it, but now I know hot pink zebra print is not his thing. Also, I think this is actually a sports bra. That's another thing, why is VS selling workout clothes and regular clothes? Where is all the sexy underwear?

Our anniversary was just in September and I wanted to find something new to add to my collection. But where to go? My husband suggested Frederick's of Hollywood. I forgot this was even a store. I vaguely remember them being in our mall when I was in middle school and every time I walked past the window there was always a lot of fringe and tassles. And that's when it hit me, yes! Fringe and tassles. This could be my kind of place!

I found them online. I lost a good chunk of my day drooling over all the sexy things, debating which items I should splurge on and which I could wait for a sale. Then I loaded up my virtual shopping cart. I anxiously awaited the mail man everyday.

I bought a few items but this pair of panties was by far my favorite (and the reaction I got from my husband was pretty awesome too).

They made me feel instantly sexy. They are completely impractical, but lovely at the same time.

Sure, on an average day I'm usually wearing my cotton, bikini cut panties (not white though- usually striped, or polka dotted, or Muppets). The weekends or when I am going out with my husband I opt for a sexy little lacy thong and matching bra (matching always ups the heat factor for me).

So I want to know, what kind of underwear do you find sexiest? Is there a certain fabric or cut you find sexier? (Either on you or on someone you like looking at in their underwear.)

Stop lurking and leave a comment. I promise I don't bite!

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