Excerpt of Reining in Riley by Claire Britain

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If you enjoy stories of bratty submissive girls and tough female bosses who know how to handle them the debut novel of Claire Britain is exactly what you need. Even if her book was published more than a month ago it is still hot and delicious. You still have suspicions?

Read that excerpt and once you get the tingling sensation of curiosity and arousal go to Amazon where you can purchase Reining in Riley. Claire Britain is another talented writer whose skills were appreciated by the BDSM Writers Con as the novel just received its nomination for the Golden Flogger at the LGBT category. Way to go!

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Joanna pulled Riley to her feet and took her place on the stool, easily guiding Riley down over her strong thighs and flipping her nightshirt up, exposing Riley’s naked behind.

“There, that’s much better, wouldn’t you say, darling?” Joanna said with an air of superiority.

“Yes, I suppose it is, as long as that paddle doesn’t make an appearance!” Riley grinned as she surveyed Joanna’s white carpet.

“Oh, so you think this spanking is going to be pleasant, Riley?” Joanna asked her upturned girlfriend.

“Isn’t it?” Riley asked, a hint of urgency in her voice.

“Absolutely not, after that little stunt and comment you made, miss!” Joanna replied sharply.

Joanna started a steady flurry of spanks to Riley’s behind, alternating cheeks and covering Riley’s backside from top to bottom. Riley could feel the heat building as the stinging slaps began to renew her arousal and she moaned in response to the fire building on her behind and between her legs. Joanna smiled and decided it was time to cool Riley off a little.

“Now I’m going to begin, Riley,” she said coolly.

Joanna raised her arm high and brought it down with ferocity on Riley’s cheeks over and over in a steady rhythm that had Riley bucking and writhing on Joanna’s lap in an attempt to avoid the assault.

“Ow, shit, c’mon, Jo, that hurts, please, no more!” Riley pleaded.

Joanna stopped and put her hand on Riley’s hot bottom. “Are you ever going to do that again?”

“No, I promise, please!” Riley whimpered, looking up behind her to see what implement was causing the wicked sting, only to see Joanna’s hand.

“That was just my hand, Riley, and let me assure you that was only half of what I’m capable of,” Joanna assured her, applying a few harder spanks to Riley’s behind again. “Do we understand our positions now?”

“Ow, ow, yes, we do,” Riley replied desperately.

“Very good, but I’m not done with you yet,” Joanna said as she guided Riley up off her lap.

Riley’s hands immediately flew to her backside, frantically trying to rub the sting away.

Joanna grinned as she watched Riley. “No rubbing!” she said as sternly as she could over her amusement, making Riley jump and put her hands at her side.

“I want you to go to the bed and lie face down, and don’t you move until I tell you.”

Riley looked deeply into Joanna’s green eyes, a crooked grin appearing on her face as she went compliantly over to the bed.

“Wait, that shirt, I want it off,” Joanna commanded.

Riley turned to face Joanna and grasped the hem of her nightshirt, slowly pulling it up over her stomach then to her small breasts seductively and eventually off over her head. Joanna nodded her approval as she went to her dresser and removed a silk scarf from one of the drawers. She pointed at the bed and Riley climbed on, lying face down. Joanna admired her handiwork and ran a finger over Riley’s bright red behind, making her shiver. She folded the scarf and tied it around Riley’s head in a blindfold, a

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