Be My Guest On Tuesday: Summer Graystone and Gaining Maisy

tuesdayIt’s a special Tuesday for one special and sweet young lady named Summer Graystone. Her novella Gaining Maisy has been in the works for quite some time and today those who have been eagerly waiting to get their copy. To all the curvy girls who would love a personal trainer/firm and sensual Dom, or if you need more inspiration for your workout that book would be perfect for you.

 

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Ready to start over and escape the demons of her past relationship, Maisy Dennis is hell-bent on getting in shape, building some confidence, and enjoying life. After joining a gym and hiring a personal trainer, Maisy receives more hands-on treatment than she ever dreamed possible.

 

Personal trainer, Carter Lewis knows his way around the gym–and around a woman’s body. No stranger to the wild world of domination, Carter can spot a woman with a deep need for total submission from a mile a way. And the beautiful, but broken Maisy is just begging for it. Now, it’s Carter’s turn to teach Maisy just how gorgeous and sexy she really is–if she’ll just accept her curves and size for what they truly are: Sexy as hell.

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#SatSpanks I Can Take You To Dark Scary Places #BDSM

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Morning to all lovers of spanking for discipline and fun. Have a little snippet of my sexy summer romance (Okay, okay, my sexy dub-con hardcore yet sweet summer romance).

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Sage Phoenix has been the thorn in Paul Skyler’s side ever since their final night of high school. She was a bright spot of chaos in his cerebral world of logic and order. The manic pixie dream girl who drove him crazy and left him panting, seduced and longing for more of her spell. The only woman who ever saw him in his most naked and vulnerable state.
For years Paul’s been dreaming of nothing but giving her a taste of her own poison. When he spots Sage behind the glass of her run down tattoo studio he knows he’d never get a better chance. His briefcase contains everything necessary to punish her, put her through her paces and keep her on the edge and at his mercy… just to humiliate her completely and leave her bound to her own tattoo chair.
Little does he suspect that by the end of the night he’d be too addicted to their power exchange to walk away. Little does she know that by the end of the summer she’d be completely under his spell.

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“Sage. I’m not here to judge you.” In a rush of bravery, I kissed her cheek and withdrew
before she could react. “Just talk to me.”
“They’d say I was topping from the bottom and that I was a very bad submissive. Or that
they couldn’t handle my bratty ways.”
That was a huge red flag even if I couldn’t fully trust what someone from her past would
say. Sage was a total brat, that was easy to see. Perhaps taming her would be a hell of a difficult job, let alone trying a relationship with such a wild, unpredictable woman. It would be easier if I kept her on my list as another kinky friend with benefits.
I couldn’t do it, though. I knew what I wanted, and going back to my old ways was no
longer an option.
“Listen.” I brought my face closer to her and cupped her face. “What we did last night
was actually rather tame. You have no idea what I’m capable of once I really unleash myself. I can take you to such dark, scary places you’d be at risk of losing your sanity. Once we start the way you want to, there may never be a way back.” My lips brushed briefly against hers. “Safewords are also a way for me to keep myself under control. I am ready to give you what you crave but I want to know I can bring you back in one piece, that I wouldn’t break or damage you.”

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#SatSpanks – Someone Has Been A Very Bad Girl #BDSM #UnorthodoxTherapy

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I’ve no intention of explaining my every command to you, pet. As a matter of fact, quit asking questions and do as you’re told. Take your clothes off. Now.
Lina Riley has proved herself as the tough as nails CEO of her own tech startup. She’s a masterful business negotiator, successful by any measure, but every day she’s losing her battle with nicotine addiction. Thomas Jett, her former protégé, is a rising star in software development, one of her most promising employees. He might just have the right solution to her problems.
To the world, Thomas is a sweet, refined gentleman. He opens doors for ladies and lights their cigarettes, not that Lina should be smoking in the first place. Little does she suspect him of having secret life: one of firm discipline, intense sexual dominance, and a well-equipped dungeon.
Lina will agree to play by his rules: a master’s discipline and uncompromising control. Spanking is merely the start of Lina experiencing her wildest and most shameful fantasies. She’ll learn the cruelty of orgasm denial and the thrill of submission at Thomas’ feet.
Is their depraved passion and lust for each other what they truly need? Or will it lead them to disgrace and heartbreak?

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I was still shaking with arousal, and I wondered if it was too late to beg him to come back. The heat radiating between my thighs was leaving hot streaks of wetness down my skin. The lace panties were clinging to me, adding pressure to my already aching, engorged clit. His whole inspection of my stashes couldn’t have lasted more than a few minutes, but it felt like an hour. I was holding the position without the chance to touch myself and find relief in any way, in an impassive silence. The only way I could indulge myself was by stealing glances at Thomas when his back was turned. I could slide my hungry gaze down his sinewy shoulder blades under the shirt.
How could I not have noticed his quiet inner strength and subtle allure? Maybe I had missed seeing them, being too busy to keep him at an arms’ length.
I loved when he had my body pinned down under his and his sultry voice whispered shameful fantasies in my ear. They were too scary for me to say out loud. My wish to satisfy those carnal urges clashed with the fear of fully giving in. As a result, my throat was tied in a knot of frustration.
Those confused emotions were further complicated by the horror when Thomas snatched a pack of cigarettes from the false bottom compartment on one of my filing cabinets. He turned
back and raised them for me to see with a sadistic smile.
“Uh-oh, what do we have here? Someone has been a very bad girl. What did I say about
keeping these around, pet?” His teasing voice added to my confusion.

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Review: Lost and Bound (The Dream Dominant Collection Book 2) by Pandora Spocks

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Author: Pandora Spocks

Genre: BDSM, Erotic Romance

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My rating: 5 out of 5

Blurb: Blake Walker is no stranger to tragedy. Immediately following a horrific event years earlier, he was lost for a while until he embraced his Dominant nature and found his true calling. But things change and now he’s back where he started, helping to run his family’s secluded lake lodge.
When pampered Hollywood starlet Shasta Pyke gets into trouble with the law, she’s sent to the wilderness of northern Ontario to cool her heels for a few weeks. There she meets sexy bush pilot Blake, who is tasked with seeing to her needs as the sole guest at the lodge.
Initially, Blake isn’t impressed with the spoiled actress, but he’s happy that her visit allows for his sister Jackie and her kids to go on a much-needed vacation. Try as he might, he can’t figure out what the hell Shasta Pyke is doing so far out of her element.
Shasta’s attracted to Blake’s obvious good looks, but there’s more to him than that. He sees through her armor to the vulnerable little girl she hides from the world. The Daddy Dominant in him craves to shelter her, to make her his own.
Is there any way Shasta will agree to submit to Blake’s Dominance?
Lost & Bound is part of Pandora Spocks’ Dream Dominant Collection, a series of stand-alone novels featuring sexy, Dominant men and the strong, red-haired submissives who find them irresistible. It is a contemporary erotic romance novel with a light BDSM theme, and features a DD/lg relationship. It is intended for mature audiences.

Review: I’ve read everything Pandora Spocks has written and published ever since Luke and Bella. Her work is getting better with each next novel, her style is just as smart and sexy, with a solid dose of romance, adventure, action and sensual kink. She has the ability to create well-rounded, lovable characters of both genders, no matter if they are her protagonists or the secondary players in her stories. The world in which she sets her plots is always well-constructed and with vivid descriptions that allow us to truly get lost in her tale.

One of my favorite BDSM plot lines/situations/themes involves the bratty, arrogant young woman getting knocked down a few pegs and learning more about herself through submission and humility. However, Shasta Pyke, the kickass redhead of the story, a spoiled Hollywood child star and a ‘kitten’ in need of proper taming, turned out to be a lot more than that. She was a merciless tease, not hesitating to use her beauty and charm to her advantage. However, she was also an insecure little girl under her sophisticated ‘armor’ whose strange life of early fame and money left her lost and confused about who she was. The personal drama that pushed her fiery temper and was the reason for Shasta’s brush with the law, the guilt she’s been carrying inside her brought another layer of complexity to her character. Usually, whenever I read an erotic romance with BDSM themes I really hate it when the Dom in the story instantly assumes that the heroine is a submissive. Still, it was done very well in here as it was clear that Shasta could use some guidance and a firm hand that was always missing in her life.

Blake, the bush pilot and ‘mountain’ man, the ‘Daddy’ to her ‘kitten’, has excellent observation skills and powerful intuition. I could buy it that he saw through her act and recognize her vulnerable nature beneath the tough act and flirty starlet attitude. Still, he wasn’t overly arrogant about it and didn’t accept Shasta’s being ‘a natural sub’ as if it was a sure thing. At first, I thought his character would be the ultimate cliché of a macho man living by his own rules. From the very first scene with him, we get to know him as a strong but caring, sensitive soul longing for a very specific kind of connection with the woman by his side. As the blurb stated he was no stranger to tragedy but that didn’t make him cold, hateful or overly cynical. Another thing I really loved was that he and his friend/mentor Scott were regular attendants of BDSM clubs and yet there was none of the usual “I’m using kink play to escape true intimacy and just use women to fill the black hole in me” kind of nonsense. He was a man without commitment issues who was simply exploring his sexuality while looking for his match.

I wasn’t sure how those two would end up together, at times it seemed like an impossible affair. Still, Ms. Spocks worked her magic and made their relationship progress in a really natural way. By the middle of the novel, I was really rooting for Shasta and Blake to stay together. They were completing each other in a perfect way in spite the differences in their lifestyle and proved to be exactly what they needed in spite of the obstacles. Their lovemaking was truly a thing of beauty. Speaking of that, I really loved the sex scenes and the fact that Pandora added more kink and more various play and tools to Shasta and Blake’s scenes. Even if I’m a fan of her writing and enjoyed Luke and Bella I felt that the kink and BDSM themes were way too light. I love her progress in Lost and Bound and how much more adventurous the two characters are. Perhaps the only thing that irked me is the ‘Daddy’ part of the Dom Daddy/Little Girl but that is entirely personal preference. There was nothing even remotely incestuous about their relationship.

I thoroughly enjoyed the book, the emotional and sexual development, the characters, the gorgeous landscapes and the resolution that worked out for the best for everyone involved. If you want a feel good, intelligent and beautifully written story of kink and romance, Pandora Spocks is a great choice. Five Bound Stars.

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Be My Guest On Tuesday: Juliette Banks and The Russian Bride

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It’s Tuesday and I have another hot upcoming release for you. The wonderful erotic romance writer Rachel de Vine, known also as Juliette Banks, has written a hot BDSM erotic romance entitled the Russian Bride that will go live tomorrow, on March 8th, so get prepared to one click. You can check out Juliette’s Amazon page and get ready with some of her smoking teasers. Meanwhile, you can check out her other titles as Rachel and Juliette.

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Natasha, a Russian-born woman living in London, catches the eye of Viktor, a middle-aged Russian gangster. He wants her as his wife, the mother of his son, and his submissive partner in the kinky sex he enjoys at his isolated home near Saint Petersburg. But he doesn’t ask her to accompany him – he just takes what he wants.

Surprisingly, Natasha begins to accept her new life. Is she really a natural submissive, or has Viktor brainwashed her? Viktor is adamant that he will not have sex with her until they are married, but he shows her just how kinky he likes it by taking her to orgies held by his friend, and tells her that this is the type of life she can expect as his wife.

Everything turns sour, however, and on a visit to London, Natasha has to flee for her life – where businessman, James Miller, comes to her aid. Over the course of the next few days, Natasha tells James her story, and as horrified as he is, he cannot deny his attraction to the beautiful young woman. He vows to help her.

Neither of them realize quite how much danger they will be in for defying Viktor, but James is willing to risk everything to rescue her from this man. Can he do it? And does Natasha return his feelings?

Publisher’s Note: This fast-paced tale contains explicit themes including power exchange, capture, multiple sexual partners and discipline. If such material offends, please do not purchase.

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There was the sound of voices at the door, and Grigory and the minister entered the room. Viktor stepped forward, his hand outstretched.

“Minister, how good to see you again.”

The minister smiled and shook his hand.

“Likewise, Viktor. And I think, under these circumstances, you might call me Mikhail, don’t you think? It’s much more friendly.”

Viktor was all for maintaining friendly connections and readily agreed to first name terms. He turned to Natasha.

“Come here, my dear, and say hello to the minister.”

Natasha walked the two steps to their side and smiled shyly at the minister.

“Good evening, sir.”

“Good evening, Natasha. My, you are looking exceedingly pretty tonight.” He turned to take the shot of vodka that was offered to him, before turning back to her.

“Shall we sit down? You can sit on my knee and we can get to know each other, shall we?” Natasha did as she was told and waited until the minister was comfortable in the large armchair, before sitting down on his lap. As she did so her dress rode up her leg and revealed a stocking top. The minister stroked her leg.

“Ah, I do so love a shapely leg encased in stockings. Have you put these on for my benefit? I do hope so. Have you put them on to tantalise and tease me, young woman. Because if so I might have to spank that bottom of yours for being such a temptress.”

Natasha smiled, tentatively, partly with nerves, and partly because of the tingle she had just felt between her legs. The minister continued talking. He wasn’t really expecting a response from the girl on his lap.

“I would enjoy spanking your little bottom. It looks quite a pert one to me, although I would have to examine it in more detail to be sure. Tell me, Natasha, do you enjoy having your bottom spanked?”

Natasha spoke quietly. “Y…yes, sir, sometimes.”

“Only sometimes. When do you not enjoy it then?”

“When it is too hard, sir.”

“I see. So your Master has to punish you sometimes for being naughty, does he?”

“Y…yes, sir, sometimes.”

“And does he just use his hand when he spanks you?”

“No, sir. Sometimes he uses his belt, or my hairbrush.”

The minister continued to talk to the pretty girl on his lap. Already the talk of spanking had hardened him considerably, and he was looking forward to putting her over his knee. In the meantime, he chatted easily with Viktor, while his hand began massaging Natasha’s breasts through her dress.

“I have been thinking about your business plan, Viktor, and I am pleased to say that I have decided to accept it. I think I can have an agreement drawn up next week, if that is satisfactory for you?”

“Thank you, Mikhail, I’m very pleased to hear that. I think that Natasha will be pleased too, won’t you, my dear.”

Natasha took her cue and spoke softly to the man on whose knee she was sitting. “Would you like to spank me, sir? I would very much like it if you did.”

“Would you like to spank me, sir? I would very much like it if you did.”

“Why, I think I would. Why don’t we get you out of this dress?” He lifted her off his lap and began to lift up her dress from the bottom. Viktor came over to assist.

“Please allow me, Mikhail.” Between them they lifted the dress over Natasha’s head, to leave her standing in her new and very sexy underwear.

“My, that is a very appealing sight. Why don’t you walk a few feet over there and then walk back, so that I can appreciate it properly.” She did as he asked. As she returned, he held out his arms and pulled her between his legs, and ran the palm of his hands down from her bottom to the back of her knees. He looked her directly in the eye, and Natasha could see the naked lust reflected back at her. He placed both hands on her buttocks and squeezed a handful of flesh with each one.

“Why don’t you lie over my lap, Natasha, so I can get a better look at you.”

She leaned obediently across his lap, her feet just touching the floor on one side, but not quite able to reach the floor with her hands. The minister let out a sigh as he anticipated the pleasure to come. Lifting his right hand, and pressing his left into the small of her back, he began to spank her bare cheeks, softly at first, but then with increased vigour. A look of pleasure came over his face. He had clearly been looking forward to this evening.

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His breath was hot against the back of her neck, as he stood as close as he could without actually touching her. He ran his finger lightly across her naked shoulder and up her arm that was suspended above her body and it made her shiver. Her skin was damp with sweat, even though the room was not excessively hot. But he was not done with her yet. He whispered into her ear.

“Now, as I promised you my darling, I will use the strap before I fuck you. It is a while since you felt the licks of a leather strap, isn’t it?”

Her reply was also in a whisper, as though she was afraid to break the spell between them.

“Yes, Sir. It’s been a long time.”

He stepped away from her and she heard the familiar sound of the strap as it whistled through the air in a practice stroke. He had warmed her with the flogger on her back and buttocks, but she knew that the strap would be more severe. Nevertheless, she craved the feeling as it whistled down and thrashed across her buttocks, the sting of the immediate pain soon turning to pleasure as she absorbed what he administered with great skill. He knew exactly what she needed, exactly how far to take her. She always craved the intense pleasure she got from him, the man who had made her live again, the man who had helped her to love again, the man who had made her feel again.

“I think ten with the strap, precious, don’t you? That should warm you up nicely.”

“Yes, Sir. I think that ten would be good.”

He began.

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ABOUT JULIETTE BANKS

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This is the third book published by Juliette Banks, but she has also published eight others as Rachel de Vine. Her books, in both names, are all erotic romances, and range from mildly erotic, spanking stories to more explicit, BDSM relationships. In all her stories, however, she likes to include some adventure, and puts her characters through some trying times and problems to overcome before they can expect any chance of a happy conclusion.

When she isn’t writing, Juliette likes to travel to exotic places all over the world, and has been doing this since her twenties. But she also loves the beautiful British landscape, and lives in a lovely part of central England. She adores reading, listening to music, and being with her wonderful extended family.

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#MasturbationMonday – Out Of This World #BDSM

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Happy Monday again, fellow pervs! The last two weeks drained me but I’m back on track. What better way to get some energy back in my system than some self-care.

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“Now you will suck me and you won’t stop until you make me cum. You’ll swallow everything.”

I expected she’d put up a fight and try to escape my grasp. However, Sage took on the task with enthusiasm, passion and amazing attention to detail when she sucked on my fat tip, covering it in saliva. My fingers stayed in her hair, caressing it as she worked her magic and bobbed her head up and down, smearing her pretty lips with precum.

“That’s a very good girl.” I tossed my head back and moaned, gyrating my hips so Sage would suck more of my shaft. The instinct urged me to fuck her throat without regards for her pleasure but she was too damned good with her mouth and I wanted to let her do all her tricks. “You know, from the moment I met you I somehow knew your mouth would feel awesome. I was wrong.” When she blinked and licked my underside I grinned at her and growled, grasping her hair in a more aggressive way. “It’s fucking out of this world. Keep sucking, pet.”

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Be My Guest On Tuesday: Christina Mandara And The Velvet Chair

tuesdayGood morning everyone and have a happy Valentine’s Day if you celebrate it. One of the things that annoy me most about the traditional happily ever after is that it always has to be about marriage. To be more precise, wedding. As if that is the happiest point in anyone’s life. So, it’s a great pleasure to invite as my guest the lovely Christina Mandara and her latest novel, The Velvet Chair. In her world wedding is not the end, it’s simply the beginning of what promises to be one helluva twisted fun. Join Mark Matthews and Jennifer Redcliff down the aisle and prepare for all the wicked things he’d do to his bride. If you’re bold and daring enough you might even join Ms. Mandara’s giveaway competition so you’d get a chance to win some delicious prizes.

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The Velvet Chair is Book One in a Dark Erotica Series called ‘Velvet Lies.’

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My name is Mark Matthews. I own half of London, and the part I don’t own, I’m working on.

Life was all going swimmingly well until Michael Redcliff entered my life, demanding that I marry his daughter. Actually, swap demand for blackmail. He’s got goods on me that I want no one else to see, so for the time being I need to be his little lapdog.

I’ll marry his daughter. I’ll give him all the status, money and power he can handle… for as long as it takes me to get a divorce. You see, I can’t renege on our little arrangement – but she can. I give her a week. One week and she’ll be screaming the place down for her legal counsel.

Excerpt – Jennifer

sexy blond in beige silk dress sitting on the black armchairMy hands were visibly shaking. Flexing my fingers repeatedly, I tried to still the tremors, but they were not to be subdued. It was hardly surprising. Today was the day I walked up the aisle and married… a monster. I was under no illusions that Mark Matthews would forgive me for what had happened, and I could hardly blame him. He’d been manipulated and sexually tortured until he could take no more, and then he’d been neatly cornered. He might have agreed to my father’s demands, but he’d come snapping and biting, feral as a wolf.

I sighed. Today was supposed to be a magical day – every little girl’s fantasy. A gigantic cathedral, a sea of flowers, a big fancy dress, and the man of my dreams. I’d imagined it would be filled with tears of happiness and protestations of love. How stupid was I?

Inhaling a shaky breath, I wondered what Mark would do with me. Having always been the sacrificial lamb in this family, today I was being sent off to the slaughterhouse. When I’d mentioned this to Michael, I’d refused to call him ‘Dad’ a long time ago, he’d laughed and told me to stop being so melodramatic. As if that made me feel any better. Dear old Dad couldn’t care less whether I lived or died, so I didn’t waste my breath trying to plead with him. All I had to do was play my part in this charade and he would be happy. I needed to keep Michael happy at all costs. The trouble was, in order to play my part, Matthews had to trust me, and I had a feeling that trying to coax that emotion out of him was going to be almost as impossible as trying to convince the Queen of England to relinquish her throne. Matthews wasn’t the sort to trust easily, and now that I had lost what little ground I had gained with him, I would be back to square one. Wrong, I thought grimly. I was going to be at least twenty stories below square one, trying to claw my way out with nothing more than my bare fingernails. Facing up to facts, I stifled a sob. The man was going to annihilate me.

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As we pulled out of the Savoy’s car park, Jennifer was a mess. I had little sympathy for her. Each heartbeat that tore through my chest was full of fire, which spat sparks and burned like acid. I was sitting next to a traitor. My body throbbed with emotion, and not the good kind.

I had to admit the dress she’d changed into, just a tiny part of the massive trousseau that was now being shipped to my estate, was rather distracting. It was designed in a glistening oyster silk that caught the light every time she moved. It was seductive enough without the two splits that ran up the side of her thighs, and when she’d seated herself in my car, revealing a vast expanse of soft creamy flesh, my blood pressure had taken a direct hit.

My temper was already simmering in a large saucepan full of resentment, but that turned up the heat considerably. I did not want to be attracted to Redcliff’s daughter. I wanted to abhor her with all that was holy. Desire would weaken my anger, and that must not be allowed to happen. I needed to have a stern talk with my overactive libido and let it know who was boss around these parts.

Little did Miss Redcliff know, but she wouldn’t be requiring clothes for the duration of her stay. I would thoughtfully be providing her with all sorts of novel uniforms, and when she began to bore me, she could just go around naked. I’d decided to train her up to be a sex slave extraordinaire, and it was going to be an exacting and rigorous process. She’d be allowed six hours of sleep a day, and the rest of her hours would be accounted for. Cooking, cleaning, ironing, servicing me, pleasing me, attending to her own personal fitness regime, and some more ‘standard’ training sessions.

Failure to comply with her new routine would produce punishments the likes of which she had never experienced. After her first misdemeanour had been dealt with, I didn’t think there would be many more. I was in bastard-mode, and the girl was going to know about it. She had just become my property and I would deal with her however I saw fit. The mark of my ownership would be indelibly printed on her soul by the time I’d finished with her. The damn woman was going to fear the sound of my footsteps, her body would shrink away from me every time I approached her and she would learn to obey my every whisper or suffer the consequences.

My lawyer had already drawn up two sets of papers, one for an annulment and the others pertained to our divorce. It would probably take all the fun out of the arrangement if Jennifer opted for an annulment, so I didn’t intend to scare her witless in the first few days, but I fully expected the divorce papers to be completed inside of a week. I just needed to push the woman to her absolute limit, and then smash her body into the next dimension. If there was one thing I was good at, it was psychological and physical torture. Okay, so that might be two things. In any case, I’d get those papers signed, sealed, and delivered back to Michael Redcliff before the week was out. Piece of cake.

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A little bit about C.P. Mandara:

aa112.jpgChristina Mandara is a USA TODAY bestselling author and tends to write dark romance with lashings of kinky naughtiness. Her favourite pastime is travelling, and if it involves sun, sea and… sand then it’s all good.

In her spare time she’s usually cuddled up with a good book, exploring the countryside or baking in the kitchen. In fact, she loves her kitchen so much she’s one of few woman who wouldn’t mind being tied to it! Her first and foremost love is writing, however, and more often than not you’ll find her on a laptop spinning tales of romance, erotica or dark, paranormal fantasies.

She’s a big fan of BDSM in all of its glorious forms, and her favourite item in the toy closet (a box simply isn’t big enough) is her riding crop.

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Valentine’s Day Sale: F**k The Roses, Send Me The Thorns

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Don’t let Valentine’s Day scare or depress you. Celebrate it by loving yourself, if you will, and indulge in a favorite pleasure of yours. Pour yourself a glass of whiskey, take an unexpected trip, get yourself a sex toy or a piece of lingerie you’ve wanted for ages. Make it special, with or without a significant other. If you feel in a spicy mood and you prefer your flowers with thorns, have an erotic book. These three titles will be sold at a discount price of .99cents from Feb 13th to Feb 17th.

If you enjoy your erotic stories with a heavy side of spanking, bondage and steamy, dark sex sessions then maybe these books will be right up your street. Do you dare to have a taste?

UNORTHODOX THERAPY

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I’ve no intention of explaining my every command to you, pet. As a matter of fact, quit asking questions and do as you’re told. Take your clothes off. Now.
Lina Riley has proved herself as the tough as nails CEO of her own tech startup. She’s a masterful business negotiator, successful by any measure, but every day she’s losing her battle with nicotine addiction. Thomas Jett, her former protégé, is a rising star in software development, one of her most promising employees. He might just have the right solution to her problems.
To the world, Thomas is a sweet, refined gentleman. He opens doors for ladies and lights their cigarettes, not that Lina should be smoking in the first place. Little does she suspect him of having secret life: one of firm discipline, intense sexual dominance, and a well-equipped dungeon.
Lina will agree to play by his rules: a master’s discipline and uncompromising control. Spanking is merely the start of Lina experiencing her wildest and most shameful fantasies. She’ll learn the cruelty of orgasm denial and the thrill of submission at Thomas’ feet.
Is their depraved passion and lust for each other what they truly need? Or will it lead them to disgrace and heartbreak?

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“What dirty secrets?” The pain in my breast was acute and throbbing, even with the comfort of his tender tongue.
Thomas placed his hand on my inner thigh and dipped his fingers in the thick film of sweat and pussy juices covering my skin.
“Mmm, I don’t know, boss. I remember this one time we had a boardroom meeting.” When he continued speaking, my fingers twitched. Thomas noticed and immediately slapped my wrist. The impact was not as strong as the bite but still enough to draw my attention. “So, there you were, preparing the last details of the presentation. You were breathing hard, like a woman who was just fucked.” Thomas speared his fingers in front of my face to show the glistening juices running down his knuckles. “I already knew you well enough. You were never shy or nervous at all about pitching your ideas. You had received your nicotine fix. Besides, I could smell you so clearly…” He brought his fingers closer to my lips so I could smell my own spicy fluids. “You were horny, weren’t you? Like a bitch in heat. If only you’d been honest back then I would have taken care of you.”
“These are all speculations, Thomas.” Why did he have to be so observant? The thought he
had known all these years embarrassed me but it also thrilled me.
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THE BRAT WITH THE PHOENIX TATTOO: SUMMER

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Sage Phoenix has been the thorn in Paul Skyler’s side ever since their final night of high school. She was a bright spot of chaos in his cerebral world of logic and order. The manic pixie dream girl who drove him crazy and left him panting, seduced and longing for more of her spell. The only woman who ever saw him in his most naked and vulnerable state.
For years Paul’s been dreaming of nothing but giving her a taste of her own poison. When he spots Sage behind the glass of her run down tattoo studio he knows he’d never get a better chance. His briefcase contains everything necessary to punish her, put her through her paces and keep her on the edge and at his mercy… just to humiliate her completely and leave her bound to her own tattoo chair.
Little does he suspect that by the end of the night he’d be too addicted to their power exchange to walk away. Little does she know that by the end of the summer she’d be completely under his spell.

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It was time to finally reveal my cards and stop playing softly with her. Without saying
another word I fisted her hair and yanked it back so hard she actually screamed in pain. I laid her down on the chair and inclined her so that our faces were touching. My body had her pinned, leaving her with no options to escape. Sage moaned in surprise but didn’t raise her hands again, letting me win while she was stuck, panting and slowly losing the game. Her skin was getting hotter with each minute. For the first time since I’ve known her, Sage looked frightened and aroused at the same time, a combination that always made me rock hard.
“Do you really think one minute in your pussy could make it up for all the trouble and
grief I had when dealing with you, little brat?” She raised her legs and dug the heels of her boots in the leather, trying desperately to keep control and failing miserably. I yanked her hair again so hard that the skin at the root of her hair went red with the intensity of the pull. She was still shell shocked with my sudden aggression and laid beneath me, panting, with her pupils slowly dilating.
Sage was right where I wanted her to be.

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Stroker Ace: A Kinky Fairytale

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“So… we have general bitchiness, bad personality, and self-denial. You’re in for some punishment tonight, sweetheart. We will start with good old spanking. Climb on my lap so I can show him how you long to be disciplined. Twenty smacks.”
Annabelle is a lady, intelligent, classy and sexually repressed. After a night of drunken oblivion, she submits both to her dominant husband Evan and her own filthy, hidden desires. Little had Evan suspected what a wild and dirty yet obedient pet his wife could be.

A year later their once perfect marriage is on the verge of falling apart. He must deal with her angry accusations and hostile attitude. She has a hard time admitting her submissive nature and frequently lashes out at him out of guilt and shame.

Enters Kitty, a mysterious, charismatic woman armed with a deck of cards, steely dominance and a bag of sex toys. What happens when Evan and Annabelle are faced with her dark game of seduction?

Will Evan hold back his urges? Will Annabelle still be her proud and arrogant self when she gets subjected to stern discipline and humiliating play under Kitty’s thumb? Will their marriage be completely destroyed or reinforced by another night of indulging their kinky side?

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Annabelle froze at her spot and gulped heavily trying to find the voice of reason. It told her
she could have gotten away with one simple “red”. Just one word and the humiliation would be through.
She crawled to Kitty’s chair and carefully pushed her small body up so she would lie on top
of her legs. Evan pulled his chair aside so that his wife’s face was facing the bulge in his pants. She pressed her tits to Kitty’s gathered legs and rested trying to calm her breathing. The velveteen fingers that ran over her exposed butt cheeks were deceptively soft. Kitty squeezed her and pressed her long fingernails against the tight anal ring. Annabelle made a cute whimpering sound and gasped spreading her legs a little bit.

“So eager…” Kitty licked her lips and pressed the palm of her left hand to her pet’s neck. She raised her free hand and brought it down to Annabelle’s uplifted ass making her cry out as her flesh shivered with the sudden pain. Annabelle bit her tongue and breathed through the physical ache. To her utmost surprise, her body reacted so well to that cruel treatment. Before she could ponder any further her cheeks stung once more as Kitty followed the first smack with a harsher blow causing Annabelle to sob out loudly.
“Count, little girl. That was number two. You will count no matter what until we reach
twenty.”

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I hope you’d choose a lovely poison of your taste. Meanwhile, if you want to stay up to date with any next prickly promotions I have, feel free to join my mailing list at http://eepurl.com/b4sN_H. If you are on Facebook, you’re more than welcome to my group of Ferocious Foxy Fans – https://www.facebook.com/groups/1891568921064761/.

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#SatSpanks – Teach Her Better Manners #BDSM

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Morning Spankos. Life is getting in the way and there are tons of things to do, finding a new job is a top priority so my current WIP is on hold but I’ll still be doing these bright spots of Saturday Spanking. I’ll be giving away some presents next week so stay tuned.

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Blurb:

I’ve no intention of explaining my every command to you, pet. As a matter of fact, quit asking questions and do as you’re told. Take your clothes off. Now.
Lina Riley has proved herself as the tough as nails CEO of her own tech startup. She’s a masterful business negotiator, successful by any measure, but every day she’s losing her battle with nicotine addiction. Thomas Jett, her former protégé, is a rising star in software development, one of her most promising employees. He might just have the right solution to her problems.
To the world, Thomas is a sweet, refined gentleman. He opens doors for ladies and lights their cigarettes, not that Lina should be smoking in the first place. Little does she suspect him of having secret life: one of firm discipline, intense sexual dominance, and a well-equipped dungeon.
Lina will agree to play by his rules: a master’s discipline and uncompromising control. Spanking is merely the start of Lina experiencing her wildest and most shameful fantasies. She’ll learn the cruelty of orgasm denial and the thrill of submission at Thomas’ feet.
Is their depraved passion and lust for each other what they truly need? Or will it lead them to disgrace and heartbreak?

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When we got back to his house, I expected a cute, playful punishment. However, he was less than amused with my behavior and decided I needed to be taught good manners. Let’s just say I ended up crying after the brutal paddling my still bruised ass received. I wound up telling him I was so sorry and that I’d never do it again.
It wasn’t the type of pain that made me tingle with pleasure. Thomas got really rough on my ass cheeks, pretty much like when he caned me for the very first time. It would be a stretch to say I enjoyed the pain itself, but his steely dominance and lack of reluctance to put me in my place made me even wetter than I had been in the morning.
My punishment session ended with him fucking me on all fours as he was equally aroused by my teasing and tearful submission. It was amazing how each time was better than the last, and unlike my other relationships, I didn’t have to close my eyes and think hard in order to have an orgasm. On the contrary, my efforts were in not cumming before my Master allowed it.
When we both had our climax, we lay on the bed in an embrace, trying to calm down.
Thomas stroked my hair with affection and I whispered against his chest.
“You turned me into a nymphomaniac slut.”
“You always were one, boss.”

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I hope you enjoyed this little piece of heat. If you want and need more, you can buy the book here or wait for my Valentine sales next week. Now, head back to Saturday Spanking Inc. for more snippets by some fantastic spanking authors.

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#MasturbationMonday – The Slow Tease of Seduction #BDSM #PowerPlay

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Sometimes even the most innocent touch can make you throb in anticipation of what’s to follow… in the right circumstances. Have a lovely #MasturbationMonday and don’t forget to start the week with a dose of pleasure.

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Thomas didn’t say another word, just got up from his chair. He walked slowly around the
table, just like a lion preys on an antelope. His face was perfectly still, which drove me mad with apprehension. After taking his sweet time to circle the table, Thomas finally stopped behind me.

The room had gotten unnaturally quiet except for my loud breathing. I was clutching the
armrests of my chair for dear life. My heart was beating hard and I could feel a bad premonition forming. His fingers slid down my exposed neck and he traced its curve with a slow, sensual movement. It lasted only a short instant but the warmth spread down my skin. The next thing I knew, blood rushed to my nipples and the wetness against the silk of my panties caused me to shudder. Thomas moved his palms to my shoulders and leaned forward to whisper in my ear.
“You can leave whenever you want, Lina, if it becomes too much for you. I’d hate to put you through any real distress. But just so you know…” His warm breath on my skin nearly caused me to whimper. “I’d be very disappointed if you chose that path. You’re too strong to forfeit.”
Thomas pulled away from me and spoke again in the same even tone.
“Follow me. Bring your cigarettes with you.”

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Get yourself a copy here if you’d like and then go back to Masturbation Monday HQ.