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Atonement – a price she was willing to pay

Sep16

                                    A Little Atonement

                     by Best Selling author Maggie Ryan

 

Blurb

When Liam McCormick decided to take a vacation at his remote mountain cabin, the last thing he expected was to find his ex-fiancée waiting for him there. Elena Reeds was the love of his life, and when she called things off between them it broke Liam’s heart. Unable to stand the thought of her being sad and forlorn, he doesn’t hesitate to give her a second chance, but this time he isn’t going to let her run away from her need for a firm but loving daddy.

Soon enough Elena is standing in the corner to think about her naughty behavior before being taken over Liam’s knee for a long, hard spanking on her bare bottom. More embarrassing still, after the punishment she is shaved properly so everything will be fully on display for her daddy, then thoroughly and intimately bathed, dressed in cute pajamas, and put down for a nap.

Over the coming days, Elena grows accustomed to Liam’s stern discipline and tender care, and being held in his arms and made his own is better than anything she’s ever experienced. But when the time comes to leave the cabin and return to their daily lives, will Elena’s fear that Liam will lose interest in her come true or can he prove to her that she will always be his little girl?

Publisher’s Note: A Little Atonement includes spankings, sexual scenes, and age play. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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                         Sounds like Elena is getting mouthy 😉 

Excerpt,

PG13 – Corner time

 “God, I wish you’d just shut up! This is boring!”

“Excuse me?”

“I-I mean, not boring, but… I-I don’t like staring at the wall, my nose already itches and I can’t think like this.”

“Then, by all means, let’s see if we can make it easier for you, shall we?”

God, how she hated when he said that phrase. It usually preceded things that she didn’t particularly like. “Let’s get this spanking done, shall we?” “Let’s see how long you care to continue that snotty attitude, shall we?” “Let’s see if this paddle will make a better impression, shall we?”

“No, I mean, thank you for offering, but that’s okay. I’ll just stand…”

His chuckle silenced her, and she felt her face flush realizing how idiotic that had probably sounded, but the twirl of his finger indicating she was to turn back around had her hoping that he was in a forgiving mood. Once she was facing the corner again, it became clear that despite his chuckle, her daddy did not consider her offer humorous in the least. She felt his hands slip beneath her sweater and then his fingers unbuttoning her jeans. The sound of the zipper’s teeth ratcheting along its tracks followed as he leaned over her back to speak close to her ear.

“Let’s see if you’ll find it easier to focus on your naughty behavior with the part of your anatomy that will pay for those choices hanging out in the wind, shall we?” She wasn’t sure if she would have been able to answer even if his question hadn’t been rhetorical. A tug had her jeans beginning their descent and they didn’t stop until they were at her ankles. When fingers returned to slip into the waistband of her panties, she couldn’t help but clench her buttocks when they were slowly bared as he peeled the lacy blue fabric down. Once they rested on top of her jeans, she whimpered as the final barrier was removed with his lifting of the hem of her sweater.

“Hold this up, Elena. I want to see every inch of that naughty bottom.”

Taking the soft fabric in her hands, she pulled it up a bit, her entire body flushing with heat and yet she whispered, “But it’s cold.”

“Oh, sweetheart, Daddy has a solution for that as well.”

Author Bio

USA Today and #1 International Best Selling and Multi-award Winning Author in Victorian/ Historical, Contemporary and Western Erotic Romance.

Fantasy is a world that offers endless possibilities. Whether you travel back in time to when the plains were open, take a journey to the cobblestone streets of London, take a stroll along the beach or walk through the streets of some foreign country, every letter of every word offers infinite possibilities. I love to write stories that take a reader on a journey, one they can disappear into and experience what might have been or what is to come. I never try to restrict myself to any one genre because there are just too many delicious possibilities out there and inside my head. I hope you will curl up in your favorite chair and take the journey with me. Happy Reading!

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Other Titles by Maggie Ryan

The Black Stallion Trilogy (With Alta Hensley)

Maddox, Book 1

Stryder, Book 2

Anson, Book 3

 

Women of Wintercrest series:

Louisa Revealed, Book 1

Lord Edward’s Law, Book 2

Claimed, Book 3

Lucy Surrenders, Book 4

 

Hunter’s Ridge series:

Lucy’s Journey Home, Book 1

Homecoming, Book 2

Reunion, Book 3

Blessed Beginnings, Book 4

Hunter’s Ridge Box Set

 

Divine Designs series:

Designed for Submission, Book 1

A Submissive’s Dream, Book 2

Haven’s Promise, Book 3

A Submissive’s Gift, Book 4

 

Lessons in Submission series:

Miss Summers’ School, Book One

Cherry’s Jubilee, Book Two

Lilly Blossoms, Book Three

 

The Red Petticoat Saloon series:

Jewel’s Gems

Rescuing Ruby Red

Diamond in the Rough

Gabe’s Golden Girl

 

Willamette Wives series:

His Passionate Pioneer, Book One

My Sassy Settler, Book Two

His Errant Educator, Book Three

My Capricious Cowgirl, Book Four

 

Corbin’s Bend series:

An Author’s Angst

Vintage Values

Ever Lasting Hope

My Charming Valentine

 

Masters of the Castle series:

Rosie’s Resolutions

 

Anthologies and Box Sets:

The Dark Forest

When the Gavel Falls (Masters of the Castle box set)

12 Naughty Days of Christmas Anthology 2014

Hero to Obey

Sweet Town Love

Royally Mine

 

Single Titles:

Charming Isabella

Summer Solace

Becoming His: The Teaching of Rebecca

Treasured Submission

The Christmas Pickle

Realizing Her Dream (w/ Laurel Jane)

A Little Sunshine (written w/ Abbie Adams)

Leather and Grace

Please Daddy

Suspended (Black Light series)

 

Audio Books:

His Passionate Pioneer, Willamette Wives Book One

Louisa Revealed, Women of Wintercrest Book One

Lord Edward’s Law, Women of Wintercrest Book Two

Claimed, Women of Wintercrest Book Three

Designed for Submission, Divine Designs Book One

A Submissive’s Dream, Divine Designs Book Two

Lucy’s Journey Home, Hunter’s Ridge Book One

Homecoming, Hunter’s Ridge Book Two

Treasured Submission

Charming Isabella

Summer Solace

Jewel’s Gems

Lilly Blossoms

 

 

 

Summer Graystone’s ‘The Sadist’s Little Girl’

Apr12

HOT, HOT, HOT!!!

Blurb:

When Hayley’s father died when she was young, it left a void in her life – and in her heart – that she has been striving to fill ever since. When adulthood came upon her, that need and that desire transferred to older men, an ache to have a ‘Daddy’ in her life. When her close friend invites her to an age play night at a local BDSM club, she meets Hunter, a Dom on the prowl and a perfect Daddy in the making.
Hunter has issues of his own, a previous experience has left him scared and slightly sadistic… yet the facade is fake. His kind heart is not cruel, only damaged. Can Hayley, as the new little girl in his life, help heal the pain from his past? Can she transform him in to the loving Dom they both know he truly is?

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Excerpt 1:

“Get up,” he commanded. I took my time, sighing as I did, never letting myself break eye contact. I stood in front of him, hands at my sides.

He sat down on the sofa. “Unbutton your jeans, then get over my knee,” he commanded. Again, moving slowly and never breaking eye contact, I did as I was told. I unbuttoned my jeans and lowered the zipper, then stretched out over my Daddy’s lap with my knees and forearms resting on the sofa.

I felt his fingers hook into the waistband of my jeans and pull them down. Once again I was wearing a thong, and my entire ass was exposed to him. I felt his right hand gently caress the skin, moving back and forth from one cheek to the other. I felt goosebumps rise in the wake of his gentle touch.

“Such a nice, round ass, little girl,” he murmured admiringly.

Then smack! He caught me with the palm of his hand, once, briskly. I gasped; to go so quickly from pleasure to pain was a surprise. It also heightened the arousal I felt once the momentary pain subsided.

“See what being a bad girl gets you?” my Daddy asked. He slapped again, this time on the other cheek. The sound echoed off the walls and reverberated through me. My skin tingled.

“If there’s one thing I ask for – ” smack! “ – it’s respect.” Smack!

I could feel myself becoming more and more aroused with every stroke. My hips flexed and moved without my even intending them to. I couldn’t keep myself from responding to the feeling of his hand against me.

“Hmmm…” I heard. “It looks like somebody is enjoying this a little bit. Is that true? Do you like it when Daddy spanks you?”

I didn’t know how to best answer, and I must have hesitated too long, because I felt his hand grasp my ponytail and yank my head back. “I asked you a question. Answer me: do you like it when Daddy spanks you?”

“Yes!” I gasped, and I could hear the pain in my voice. It didn’t hurt so much as it was uncomfortable. I liked having my hair pulled – just not so hard. Not worth bringing out the safe word, but something worth discussing anyway.

“See? All you had to do was answer.” He roughly shoved my head back down, still holding onto my hair, and gave me two good whacks across my ass. I cried out in surprise at his sudden show of force.

“It looks like I have to spank you harder, then, since you’re enjoying yourself so much,” Daddy said sternly. I tried to stifle the moan of mixed pain and pleasure that escaped my lips after he struck harder than before.

I felt myself getting wet, as that familiar tingle between my legs got stronger. It was like his hand was connecting directly with my pussy instead of my ass. He found a rhythm, delivering brisk and forceful blows on one cheek, then the other.

I felt the heat building inside me, washing over me. I stopped feeling each blow, instead experiencing the sheer sensation. My breathing got louder, more ragged. I couldn’t contain the little moans and gasps that his hand brought out of me.

Author Bio:

Hi! So my name is Summer, and I’m a part time erotica author, who attends classes during the day, and writes dirty romantic erotica by night. When I’m not in school studying photography, I also work as a portrait photographer at a small local studio near the beaches of Florida.

Some fun facts about me are that I love apple martinis (I just turned 21, so I can’t get enough of them) and I love Star Wars, The Vampire Diaries, the Originals, The Walking Dead and Smallville. I’m a gamer girl too. Animals are close to my heart, and I have a 3-month-old bearded dragon named Yoda (he’s green and white) and a spaz of a dog named Nala who is a Terrier/Pomeranian mix, but I digress.

My favorite thing to do is to write sexy stories that will melt your panties off, and emotional stories that will make you cry, and rejoice when the hero gets the girl in the end.

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Find out what happens to little girls who disobey their daddies

Dec5

Boston Doms Book 4

Jane Henry and Maisy Archer

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About His Babygirl

 Alice Cavanaugh learned early that the only person she could count on was herself. As a single mom, she works hard to provide the best life possible for her son Charlie, and to earn the respect of those around her. She might take part in a scene at The Club, but she’s way too busy to be anyone’s full-time submissive. And that’s fine with her, since the one dominant she’s fantasized about submitting to has given her nothing but mixed-signals and heartache… until now.

Alexander “Slay” Slater, a former Marine and Dungeon Master at The Club, has been eyeing Alice for a while now… from a distance. But now that he’s set his sights on her, he’s all in. He will make her feel safe and cared for, and attend to her every need—including taking her over his knee for a sound spanking when she needs it.

But when Alice and Slay are roped into a dangerous entanglement with an insidious drug cartel, their relationship is put to the test. Can Alice trust Slay, even when it means ignoring her own fears and instincts? Can Slay keep Alice safe from the dangers that they face? Above all, can they overcome the obstacles that keep them apart—so that Slay can become Alice’s Daddy, and Alice… his babygirl?

DISCLAIMER: This book contains the spanking of adult women, mild elements of age-play, and BDSM including power exchange. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

Excerpt 1

 Slay moved in behind her and the door shut behind him with a soft click. Without saying a word, he reached for the thermostat on the wall and bumped the temperature up several degrees.

He’d seen her shiver and he was keeping her safe and comfortable. But without touching her, naturally. Keeping his distance.

And that wasn’t what she wanted at all.

Alice sighed, tired and defeated. “Slay, I can’t do this.”

“Face the wall and spread your legs.”

Alice turned to find him leaning back against the door, his arms folded over his chest, his face impassive and his eyes… burning.

She shook her head quickly. “No. This isn’t what I want.”

Before she had time to think, he was behind her, turning her. One strong forearm wrapped around her stomach, holding her against him, while the other braced them against the wall. He tilted her head to the side with his chin and whispered in her ear.

“Bullshit. You wanted this. You wanted exactly this. That’s why you’ve defied me for the past few months, working the main bar, wearing this skimpy leather skirt. And that’s why you went outside tonight. You knew every inch of this building is covered by security cameras. You knew I’d see you, that I’d come for you. And I did.”

Oh. Oh, God. Where was the instant denial that should be coming to her lips? Where was the outrage?

She couldn’t summon any. Her heart raced as she recognized the truth… maybe he was right. Maybe she had known.

“Spread your legs for me, Alice,” he commanded softly. “Let me do this.” And as though her muscles obeyed his command without consulting her brain, her feet moved apart and she arched forward.

“Yes,” she breathed.

“That’s my girl,” he approved, and Alice felt a brief flare of pleasure at his words… and then her thoughts completely stuttered to a halt.

Oh my God. Pressed against her ass was a rock-hard erection that, like everything about Slay, was of mammoth proportion. And she knew in that instant that he wasn’t simply a little turned on by their positions, and he wasn’t just understandably excited by the impending spanking, like any dom might be. No, he was violently, rampantly aroused in a way that said he’d been suffering this way for more than a minute or two. He was hard as a fucking stone, for her. He was as invested in this as she was.

And that changed everything.

From one second to the next, she surrendered completely. And she knew he felt it when he stepped back, no longer fighting her or even commanding her, but arranging her pliant limbs into the proper position, bending her at just the right angle.

She closed her eyes and listened to his harsh breathing, concentrated on the tingles of sensation she felt when his fingers brushed against her skin. She was so turned on that her pussy throbbed with it. She needed his hands on her right that second.

He knelt behind her, his hands guiding her high-heeled feet just a few inches further apart, and then he stopped. His hands dragged up the insides of her bare legs, from her ankles up her smooth calves to her knees, and then further, along the backs of her thighs to the hem of her short black leather skirt, now pulled taut against her spread legs. He stood up, hooked his fingers under the hem and lifted it, centimeter by centimeter, exposing the swell of her ass, shielded only by the tiniest scrap of black lace, to his eyes.

It was exquisite torture waiting for that first slap to land, imagining his eyes on her flesh, wondering what he thought and whether he could possibly be as turned on as she was.

And then his broad, hot palm hit her cool flesh, and she could think of nothing but that.

Holy shit, but it hurt.

Maybe it was because her emotions were running high, or maybe because she hadn’t had a good session in weeks, but the pain was startling in its intensity. In the two years she’d been into the club scene, out of the dozen or more guys that had spanked her ass in that time, she’d never felt the pain come on so swiftly and powerfully.

“You messed up tonight, little girl,” he told her as she gritted her teeth through a half-dozen swats.

Alice frowned. What had he said? The pain made it hard to focus.

“Uh. Yes. Yes, sir. Sorry.” She recited her expected line dutifully.

But from behind her, she heard Slay mutter “Jesus,” clearly not appeased. He leaned over and whispered hotly into her ear, “When I’m punishing you, you call me Daddy.”

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Jane Henry

Jane has been writing since her early teens, dabbling in short stories and poetry. When she married and began having children, her pen was laid to rest for several years, until the National Novel Writing Challenge (NaNoWriMo) in 2010 awakened in her the desire to write again. That year, she wrote her first novel, and has been writing ever since. In 2012, she became interested in the d/s lifestyle, and has discovered her love for writing romance with a d/s twist. With a houseful of children, she finds time to write in the early hours of the morning, squirreled away with a laptop, blanket, and cup of hot coffee. Years ago, she heard the wise advice, “Write the book you want to read,” and has taken it to heart. She sincerely hopes you also enjoy the books she likes to read.

Maisy Archer

Maisy is an unabashed book nerd who has been in love with romance since reading her first Julie Garwood novel at the tender age of 12. After a decade as a technical writer, she finally made the leap into writing fiction several years ago and has never looked back. Like her other great loves – coffee, caramel, beach vacations, yoga pants, and her amazing family – her love of words has only continued to grow… in a manner inversely proportional to her love of exercise, house cleaning, and large social gatherings. She loves to hear from fellow romance lovers, and is always on the hunt for her next great read.

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“I do not hear any protesting. Does that mean you’re in agreement?”

Nov18

 Allysa Hart is here sharing a snippet about her new book 🙂cover

Blurb:

“If you ever put yourself in danger like that again, I will take you over my knee and spank your little bottom until I am convinced you have learned your lesson… How does that promise make you feel? Because make no mistake about it, Baby, it is definitely a promise.” dad


A successful CEO by day, Katelyn looks forward to the minute she crosses the threshold to shed all of her adulthood stress and worries and become a carefree, mischievous little mess maker. Her husband and Daddy, Mark, is one of the most beautiful people, inside and out, that she has ever met. His dominance turns all of her switches, but she learns quickly that he means what he says and testing Daddy is not in her backside’s best interest.

Mark is not alone in his endeavor to create a safe and loving environment for Katie. His best friends, Keith and Rose, round out their little family. Being intimately familiar with alternative lifestyles, the couple love and spoil Katie in abundance, but never think twice about turning her bottom red if she steps out of line.
Surrounded by her loving Daddy and adoring Auntie and Uncle, Katie learns that the love, safety, and guidance of this family are what help to make her feel complete. Exploring the little girl who lives inside, the one that she has hidden for far too long, she spends her time building elaborate Lego structures and playing in her special tree house that Mark built by hand.
When tragedy strikes, Katie’s idyllic life is shattered and it takes all of the love, support, and discipline of her family to pick up the pieces and put them back together. However, will love and spankings be enough? Katie is not convinced. She doesn’t believe anything will ever be okay again.

Excerpt:

“If I don’t want to be little, are you going to force me to be?”

“No, but we would like for you to allow us to nurture that side of you.” Rose’s tone was hopeful. “I need that side of you as much as you do.”

Katelyn considered her words and then addressed Keith. “Just to clarify—if you’re not going to run my life, does that mean no more spankings?”

He chuckled. “In your dreams, sweetheart. Little or not, if you act up and break my rules, you will definitely get your butt smacked.”

Katie crossed her arms. “That’s not fair. You can’t have it both ways.”

“Rose isn’t a little and still gets her bottom warmed. We both also know that you wouldn’t want it any other way, so knock off the drama,” he said with a laugh, tapping her lovingly on the nose. “I do not hear any protesting. Does that mean you’re in agreement?”

Katie rolled her eyes and then stuck her tongue out at him. “I plead the fifth.”

“Go.”

“What? Why?” Katie’s stunned expression expressed her confusion.

“We’ve already had this conversation. Five minutes in the corner. Now go.”

“But…”

“Six minutes.”

“Rose!”

“Ten minutes.”

With a very unladylike noise, Katie stomped to the corner where she crossed her arms and seethed with anger. Engulfed in total immersion of the dynamic allowed her vulnerability to surface, and gave Rose the chance to prove that Mark’s death had not changed who Katie was or the commitment she and Keith offered her.

Approaching the fuming little corner dweller, Rose gently uncrossed Katie’s arms and guided them to their proper place behind her back. “This is how we stand in the corner. Next time I have to remind you, you will also stand with your naughty bare bottom on display.”

Katie wisely stayed silent.

“How does my promise make you feel? Make no mistake about it, baby—it is a promise, and I am a man of my word.”

She shivered and felt her nipples pucker behind her bra as her body flushed with the heat of embarrassment and excitement. Her words were enunciated as she slowly answered him. “I don’t know. I mean, for real? It seems a little crazy, doesn’t it? Are you suggesting that you would spank me the way a Daddy spanks his little girl?”

His face softened at her last question, “Exactly like that. To a Daddy, the most precious thing in his life is his baby girl, and when she is naughty or does something dangerous, he will do what’s needed to teach her how to behave correctly.”

His explanation shocked her, and she fell silent once again.

“Tell me how that makes you feel, Katie.”

 

About Allysa Hart

I am a full-time mom to a sassy, strong-willed, loveable little girl. Okay, so she is all me. I am on the wrong side of 30, and I have been married to my best friend for over eight years. Like most couples, we have our ups and downs, but I could not imagine doing life with anyone else by my side. We are Southern California transplants, currently residing in a very rural part of the east coast. I have two crazy dogs that I adore, even though they drive me out of my ever-loving mind, most days.
I have recently rediscovered my love of words and decided to become a writer. My first story is my heart and soul, and it reaches into the depths of all that is me. I also create covers, promos, and logos for  authors. I have met some amazing friends on this journey that I now happily call family. Without my family members, whether biological or chosen, I would not be half the person I am today. Their constant love and support keep me afloat.

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Thanks for stopping by, Allysa 🙂

When the untamable meets the unbendable, an iron willed Daddy is the only option

Nov15

cowboy-daddy-cover

 Catching Her Cowboy Daddy

by

 Rayanna Jamison

Release Date: October 24th, 2016

Link: (Free on KU) https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01M8O7JK1/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1477665443&sr=1-1

Blurb:

OF all the people to find Francesca Upton hitchhiking down the highway it had to be him.. Finley Tucker has always been the forbidden fruit, dangling just out of her reach.

She thought she was over her silly infatuation, but from the moment Finn’s hand connected with her daisy duke clad backside, Francesca’s girlhood crush is reignited. But while Finn, bogged down by his own insecurities, rejects every one of her romantic advances, he can’t seem to stop himself from offering to administer the discipline and care she never got as a child.

Will Francesca do what she always does and give up when she doesn’t get exactly what she wants? OR will she dig in her heels and eventually change Finn’s mind- and his heart?

 Excerpt:

“Why are you out here hitchhiking anyway?”

Francesca’s eyes blazed as she whirled around to face him.

“To see if someone would pick me up.”

“Very funny smartass. Why wouldn’t you get a ride with Joe?”

Her face fell, but she quickly recovered. If he had blinked, he would have missed the break in her cool facade.

“Because, father of the year that he is, he forgot to pick me up.”

“Oh.” Joe had had a few spells of forgetfulness lately, but Finn hadn’t thought it was anything to worry about. Maybe he was wrong.

“Well, I’m about to head out to the ranch now, after I make a few quick stops. Get in the truck, and I’ll have you home soon enough.” He made the mistake of releasing her, forgetting for a moment just how stubborn she could be. As soon as she was free of his grasp she took off running again.

“Damn it, Francesca!” he hollered as he took up chase.

“I’d rather walk!”

“Well, you’re walking really fast in the wrong direction!”

That slowed her. He could almost see the wheels turning in her head. Continue running as she got farther and farther from her destination, or turn, and run right towards him. In the instant that she paused, he was able to catch up with her, grabbing her upper arm this time, and putting his face close to hers, speaking low and slow.

“Little girl,” he growled. “I really do not have time for these ridiculous games. You were looking for a ride, and I offered one. Now get in the truck, before I bend you over and whoop your butt right here in front of God and anybody that happens to pass by.”

Francesca’s face flamed as she glared at him defiantly. “Get a grip, Finley. You aren’t my father.”

He had to laugh. “We both know Joe never laid a hand on you, if he had, maybe you wouldn’t be such a stubborn spoiled brat. Maybe when someone tried to offer you help in the form of a ride, to keep you from being raped or worse, you would have the good manners to say thank you and get in the damn truck without making them chase you all over tarnation.”

She was quicker than him for just a minute, but it was long enough to wrench her arm free from his grasp and draw it back, but not fast enough to actually slap him. He caught her arm right before it made contact with his cheek, and in one swift move, he had it pinned behind her back once more. It took only a few steps to reach the bumper of his truck, and sit down on it, with Francesca still in his grip. She had been compliant until that point, but once he sat, and she realized what he was meaning to do, she took to fighting with all her might.

She was a hellcat, but that was no surprise to Finn. One leg came up and tucked over the top of hers, and when her free hand flew back to fight him, he grabbed it and pinned it with the other one.

“You can thrash around all you want sweetheart, and you can holler and hoot to the heavens, but rest assured, you are not getting up until I give you the spanking you sorely deserve.”

“Finley Silas Tucker! You unhand me right this minute! Who the hell do you think you are? Just wait till my daddy hears about this!”

Finn just chuckled in response. She was screaming fit to beat Jesus, but they were on a deserted stretch of Texas backroad, and despite his earlier threats there was no one around to hear her.

Bracing his foot against the bumper, he tilted her forward so he would have a better aim, and examined his target. Sweet Jesus, at this angle, those daisy dukes left nothing for the imagination, and left her sit spots perfectly bared for her spanking. He let out a low whistle. Lord, but he had wanted to do this for a long time.

Author Bio:

Writing has been a passion of mine since I was 9 years old, and I always dreamed of becoming an author, but life happens and sometimes that first step seems like a giant leap. I credit a life changing move from the Oregon to Utah in the fall of 2013 as the catalyst that began my writing career.

I now reside in Southern Utah with my husband, my two children, two dogs, my mother, my 90 year old grandfather and a lizard named Leo.

I write what I love to read, which is fun romantic stories about submission in its many forms, and often joke that my stories get slightly dirtier with each one I write. When I am not writing, I enjoy my passions, which include cooking, drinking good coffee and good wine, shopping for crazy knee socks, celebrating with sushi for every occasion, and most of all spending time with my friends and family.

Thank so much for stopping by, Rayanna 🙂

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Twitter: @RayannaJamison

Instagram: @rayannajamison

 

 

#Author Meredith O’Reilly #spanking #ageplay

Aug28

Hi Mary! Thank you for having me over on your blog today to help promote my new short story, The Little Sleepover!!

Meredith

You’re welcome Meredith. I really like the cover. Tell us a little about your book.

Okay. In this snippet, Jackson tucks Samantha in for her nap.

“So, you had lots of fun at Uncle Robert and Juliana’s house this afternoon?”

 “Yes, Daddy,” she replied, letting out another yawn.

 Looking out my rearview mirror, I could see her eyes start to droop. I knew it would only be a matter of moments before she’d be fast asleep. Whenever she wasn’t the one behind the wheel, the steady motion of the car always lulled her into dreamland.

 Sure enough, by the time we pulled into the driveway, she was out like a light.

 Quietly, I stepped out of the car and walked over to her side. With Samantha and Molly both safe in my arms, and after shutting the door as softly as I could, I carried my wife straight to her little room and tucked her into her day bed, making sure to put Molly right next to her. From past experience, I knew she wouldn’t be asleep for long if her favorite doll wasn’t right next to her.

 She started to whimper a little and slowly, her right thumb crept up to her mouth. I hated when she sucked on any of her fingers because of all the germs on them. I snagged one of the spare pacifiers that we kept in the room and popped it gently into her mouth. She started to suck on it immediately and let her hand fall to her side.

 I watched her for a few minutes, still amazed at how lucky I was to have such a perfect wife. A few strands of her blond hair fell in front of her face and I pushed them behind her ear, not wanting her to be disturbed from her slumber.

The Little Sleepover Blurb

When twenty-five-year-old Samantha Briggs invites her best friend and fellow little Juliana over for a sleepover, Juliana’s daddy drops her off at Samantha’s house with stern instructions to be a good girl and obey Samantha’s daddy.

The evening is filled with coloring, cartoons, baking cookies, and giggling, and when it’s time for bed Samantha and Juliana decide they aren’t done having fun. But after they’re caught jumping on the bed late at night, they soon find their bottoms bared for a sound spanking as they are reminded what happens to naughty girls who disobey their daddies.

Publisher’s Note: The Little Sleepover is a short story set in the world of Little Samantha’s Choice and Learning to Be Little Again. It includes spankings, age play, and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Jackson sure sounds like a caring daddy, Meredith.  Congrats on your new release!

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