Wednesday, April 15, 2015

A One Day Sale!


All Baronet Press books are on sale today only at All Romance ebooks!

If you've had your eye on some, but were waiting for the right time, now is the time! Get them today before the promotion is over!

Her Hollywood Daddy
     
Her Hollywood Daddy
By: Renee Rose
Published by: Baronet Press
Hollywood starlet Marissa Sparks’ career teeters on the brink of implosion. Her mansion is nearly under foreclosure, her rockstar boyfriend left her for a supermodel, and her habits of partying all night, drinking to excess and taking prescription drugs get her fired from her current picture. Her more...
Mimi Mine
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Mimi Mine
By: Aubrey Cara
Published by: Baronet Press
Mason Coleman hasn't been living. He’s been existing day to day. Ever since an accident took his family, he’s thrown himself into proving he deserved to survive. Now, ten years later, he’s built a multi-million dollar business, but has nothing to show for his personal life. He’s ready to fe more...
Taming Kat
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Taming Kat
By: Aubrey Cara
Published by: Baronet Press
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Moving halfway across the country to work part-time at a ranch had been a rash decision on Yankee, city girl Kat Martin's part. She understood that. She had just needed to get away from her pesky mom and older sister telling her what she should be doing with her life. She had no idea her bold move w more...
Chasing Delia
   
Chasing Delia
By: Aubrey Cara
Published by: Baronet Press
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With the delivery of one Dear John letter and a set of divorce papers, Delia Myers is on a her way to self-discovery. First stop: Embracing she's a terrible judge of character. Especially when it comes to men. Jake Forrester is a small town cop, who is beyond charming, and hunky enough to have every more...
Call Me Yours
     
Call Me Yours
By: Casey McKay
Published by: Baronet Press
Caitlin comes from a privileged upbringing and has the reputation of being a bratty, spoiled princess. Her father cuts her off financially when she refuses to enter law school. Now she needs to figure out a way to make it on her own, with no help from anyone. When her friend mentions taking on a job more...
Catch a Falling Star
     
Catch a Falling Star
By: Casey McKay
Published by: Baronet Press
Mac is still trying to put the pieces of her life back together ever since her ex boyfriend fled the country with the contents of her bank account. Luke Summers, Hollywood heartthrob, literally slams into her life minutes after she's fired from her job as a writer on a sitcom. Luke is immediately dr more...
Emmaline's Groom
     
Emmaline's Groom
By: Casey McKay
Published by: Baronet Press
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 m more...
Loving Lena
     
Loving Lena
By: Casey McKay
Published by: Baronet Press
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 an more...
Yes, Doctor
     
Yes, Doctor
By: Darling Adams
Published by: Baronet Press
When Dr. Darren Drake catches his Certified Nurse Assistant smoking behind the clinic and gushing on the phone about him, he decides she requires punishment: an embarrassing examination including anal play. Playing around with an employee opens him up for sexual harassment charges or getting kicked more...

Saturday, April 11, 2015

Dinner and a Spanking Side Dish?

We were making dinner last night and I was looking for the little glass carafe dressing bottle thing so I could make dressing for the pasta salad. As it is not something we use often (and haven't used it at all this winter) it's in the odd cabinet in the corner of the kitchen where we stick the things we barely use. The cabinet does this weird thing where it is the size of a regular cabinet when you look at the doors, but inside it veers to the left and has this huge deep space where things get lost because i can't reach.

Anyway, this is normally where we keep the dressing bottle, so I stretched up on my tip toes and reached into the cabinet but couldn't quite feel it. I knew it was there. I had a distinct memory of going in that cabinet during our St. Patrick's Day Party and knocking it over. Because I even thought, "Shit, I am never going to find this thing now."

I am grunting and making frustrated noises. Mr. McKay comes in the kitchen. "Do you need help?"

Does it look like I need help? Yes, use your tallness to make this problem go away.

He proceeds to pull a forgotten travel mug, a glass shaker for parmesan pizza cheese, and a random salt shaker out of the cabinet. He reaches back in and feels around. "It's empty."

"No! It's up there, I know that's where it is."

He turns to me and shrugs.

I have reached my boiling point. I am starving, it's getting late, and all I want to do is mix this little packet with some vinegar and oil and make my dressing so I can eat dinner already! "Get out of my way, I'll find it." I give him my best 'thanks for nothing' tone because it is obviously his fault that he cannot produce this random kitchen item. I push a chair over and climb up. Then I teeter to the side as I still have to lean over the counter and stretch to reach into the cabinet.

I feel his hands on my hips, "Don't fall," he warns me.

I give him a frustrated sigh and he can't see my eye roll. Although with the amount of times I have fallen and hit my head in this house, I really don't blame him for thinking this might end poorly.

I continue groping into the vast darkness of the cabinet while he needlessly steadies my hips.

"Um, Bear?" he says. He calls me bear at specific times. It comes out in the tone of something from Winnie the Pooh (Silly old bear). But it is always good natured and usually followed by a chuckle if I am doing something ridiculous or by kisses and cuddles if it's because I am whiny.  So I take it as a good sign that he has not taken the bait and followed me into my foul mood as my claws have certainly come out.

I stop reaching and stand straighter on the chair so I can look back at him. "What?"

"Did you look on the counter?"

The counter under this waste of space cabinet is also a waste of space. It's jammed into the corner of the kitchen, but it's useless as you can't use it in food prep or anything, because you can't reach it. The coffee maker is shoved over that way as is our spice rack. We also have an assortment of teas and sometimes the stray tupperware if Mr. McKay has done the dishes and decided he doesn't know where to put it away, it ends up in the Bermuda Triangle of counter space. 

And there, sitting on the counter, in plain view is the stupid dressing carafe. I must have knocked it over and then pulled it out of the cabinet during our party, which means it has been sitting there for close to a month, and I never noticed. I'm a little embarrassed that I have been throwing a fit for the last five minutes and the solution to my problem was sitting in plain view.

I turn to start getting down off the chair, but the hands on my hips keep me in place. "Stay there, don't move," he directs.

"Why?" The word is barely out of my mouth before he starts spanking me. Hard. I giggle anyway, because I am standing in the kitchen on a chair and this has to be the most ridiculous scene ever.

Every spank hits the lower portion of my ass, right on my sit spot and the sting feels intense. "Oh, I like this," he narrates. "With you up so high, I can really get an upswing."

I guess I should just be thankful he didn't grab any kitchen implements that were at the ready. His hand seemed hard enough!

I was sent out of the kitchen with a stinging ass as Mr. McKay took over the rest of dinner prep. He wisely knew that one more set back and I would have ended up in flames or breaking something.


Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Not Safe for Public Consumption

I've been off the grid lately. I've been complete shit about posting any fun updates or sharing any fun stories. The truth is I have not felt very fun. And feeling the way I've been feeling I've been keeping to myself, both online and in person.

We all know I am a real person under the Casey McKay mask, yes? I mean Casey McKay is me, the real me, but she's the unfiltered, more fun, amped up, sexier me. The everyday me is something not even an E! reality show would be based on (I mean who would want to watch someone typing on their laptop in ratty yoga pants for hours upon hours a day?).

This last week was rough in my real life and the nice thing is I know I have a lot of people I could have turned to. I have a lot of friends online and in real life who would listen-  who would give me advice or just listen to me rant. But the weird thing is I didn't want it. 

I cried, I raged, I closed myself off. I was feeling very much unlike myself and for most of the time I slipped into autopilot and just let life happen around me. Because if I didn't there were all of these feelings (all of the feelings!) and I was too tired to process.  I'm still too tired to process, but life marches on.

My point is it's hard to write funny, anecdotal posts when I feel like someone is sitting on my chest and I am prone to bursting into spontaneous tears.

I realize I am being incredibly vague. Long story short my mother has had a bevy of health problems for the last decade. She ended up in the hospital this past week and I think that's just a hard thing to deal with for any kid, but when it seems like the person you want to pull through has already given up it can be hard to take.

Things are looking up now, for the most part. But still just realizations that nothing will ever be back to the way I want them. I feel like I have been grieving for the mother I had in the earlier part of my life the last six years anyway, now I can come to terms with the fact that life marches on even if it isn't exactly the way we want (when is anything easy anyway?).

Really I am just posting to check in. I am not dead- I am very much alive and excited for new things to come! I'm toiling away on a new novel (that I think may turn into a series) and I am editing away on some brand new stuff for Baronet Press, so keep watch!

I already know that I am almost back to being my old self that I am super excited I used the word 'bevy' up there.

Also, it needs to be said that Mr. McKay is taking good care of me. He's stocked extra cheese in the fridge and has even administered a "Cheer Me Up Spanking", oh you didn't know that was a thing? It's a thing, and it worked :)

Thanks friends, for stopping by and being there even if I did not solicit anything from you- it helped knowing you were out there.