Free story Friday! Happy New Year everyone!

It’s a oldie but a goodie on free Friday! Next week I’ll be back with a spankin’ new story! I hope you all have a safe and happy new year! Happy reading. ~Mo

 

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Good Girl Spanking

You smiled at me as I stood nervously before you, naked but for the pair of high heels you’d instructed me to wear.  This was my first good girl spanking, you’d spanked me many times for punishment but this time was for pleasure and for some reason I was more nervous than I ever had been during previous spankings.

“Ready babygirl?” you asked.

“Yes sir,” I said softly, the pulse between my thighs increasing as I began to feel the moisture gathering at my core in response to your voice.

As I watched you climbed naked onto the bed, settling in the middle against the headboard. The breath caught in my throat when you held your hand out to me, I swallowed hard then breathlessly put my hand in yours and climbed onto the bed to settle across your naked thighs.

“You’ve been such a good girl this week baby, I’m proud of you.” You told me as your warm hand began to lightly caress my ass and the backs of my thighs. I shivered under your touch as the gentle stroking continued.

Slowly I began to relax until my head rested on my arms and my body melted into your lap. Then you began to spank me lightly. Soft slaps reigning down on my upturned bottom, the rhythm soothing.

As the spanking continued the swats slowly began to increase in intensity until a warm sting began to fill my bottom.  Then your hand stopped slapping down and instead began to rub all over my bottom and down the backs of my thighs again.

The feel of your hand rubbing over the slightly hot skin was exquisite, I moaned softly in response and moved my legs a little further apart. You immediately took my invitation and sank two fingers deep into my hot, wet core.

Your fingers worked in and out of me as your thumb rubbed my clit in a circular motion.  Soon the only sound in the room was my moans and the wet slide of your fingers. Just as I was about to cum, you stopped and started spanking me again…harder than before…the slaps landing low on my ass and jolting my clit.

I began to lift my bottom as if to meet your hand as the spanks grew harder and harder until pain and pleasure began to blend perfectly together.  I came almost immediately when you stopped spanking me to drive two fingers back into my pulsing channel, clamping down on you with a soft scream of release.

“Good girl,” you told me working your fingers and thumb to tease out the orgasm to the fullest and then you were spanking me hard and fast.

Its weird the spanking was just as hard as a punishment spanking but somehow it was completely different. Instead of crying and trying to evade your hand I sought it out and was soon begging, “Harder…please…harder…,”

You had rearranged me on your lap so my clit hit your knee with every spank and I greedily began to hump in time to the rhythm you were playing. I came again when you spread me wide and spanked me right on my weeping quim.

Then you moved fast, lifting me off your lap and to my hands and knees. I spread my legs wide and pressed my chest to the mattress. “Please…,” I begged needing you to fill my emptiness.

Your cock pressed against my opening and I lunged backwards to impale myself,  you held me fast preventing it and laughed, “Greedy girl. Who’s in control here?”

I whimpered, “You are Sir.”

“That’s right. I am, let me take care of you baby,” you said grabbing a flaming hot ass cheek in each and spreading me wide as you sank slowly inside.

I groaned as the broad head of your cock stretched my tender tissues, loving the feel of you filling me up. We both moaned when you bottomed out and your balls pressed against my opening as your thighs slapped against my tender backside.

You rested against me for a moment pressing kisses into the small of my back, both of us enjoying the feeling of being so intimately joined. Then you began to withdraw, with almost excruciating slowness, wringing a protest from my lips.

My reward for complaint was a barrage of firing spanks as you slammed back inside of me hard and fast. The head of your cock battering against my cervix sent me into orbit once again but you weren’t finished.

You began to hammer in and out of me in a relentless rhythm, continuing to spank me off on and ordering me to rub my clit.  It was almost too much, the pleasure seemed never ending as I shot from orgasm to orgasm, each one more intense than the one before.

As the storm began to build once more I was suddenly afraid it was too much, “I can’t!” I whimpered softly.

You withdrew and flipped me over to my back spreading my thighs wide as you hooked my knees over your arms, “Yes you can, you will give me everything I ask for. Do you know why?”

I looked up into your intense brown eyes and shuddered as I answered, “Because it belongs to you.”

“Yes it belongs to me and I will have it all,” you said before pounding back inside me, the new angle giving you access to new areas you hit with every thrust.  Every inward stroke also rubbed my sore bottom against the bed heightening my pleasure until everything inside me tightened down impossibly and then my back bowed as I shattered into a million fragments with a scream of your name.

“Good girl,” you said against my neck as you followed me over the edge, shooting stream after stream of your hot seed inside me.

I moaned softly as I felt your cum bathe my inner walls, my muscles spasming around your cock in an effort to milk you dry.

Still deep inside my you lifted off me and smoothed my hair away from my face, looking down into my eyes. No words were necessary, we smiled at each other knowingly before you leaned down to kiss me.

Holding me close you rolled to your back bringing me with you, careful not to lose our intimate connection.  I pressed a gentle kiss to your chest before snuggling in and drifting to sleep with the feel of you deep inside me.

Loving me…owning me…body and soul.

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Quinn nearly laughed out loud when she froze over his shoulder for the space of about ten seconds then began kicking and pounding on his back while she screamed like a banshee.

“You aren’t spanking me! You over grown wad of fur! Let me down this instant!” Kyra yelled while delivering a particularly vicious pinch to his exposed backside.

He responded immediately by slapping his hand down on her upturned bottom hard.

“Ouch! Asshat!” she yelled.

Quinn shook his head, “You just keep it up little girl. You are writing checks your bottom isn’t going to like in a few minutes.”

“Who do you think you are?” Kyra hissed over her shoulder.

He sat her down on her feet in front of him and looked down at her, “You know exactly who I am Kyra.”

“You’re the asshat that kidnapped me and is now threatening me with bodily harm! “She yelled up at him.

“Try again,” Quinn growled. “And no more of that kidnapping business you know good and well you hired me to kidnap you.”

He frowned when her jaw dropped in obvious shock, “What do you mean I hired you?”

“You came into my office at the beginning of the week and requested a tiger shifter to kidnap you and provide a weekend of passion. You paid four thousand dollars for the fantasy weekend.” He told her watching her face.

“Four thousand dollars! Are you insane, I’d never pay that kind of money for sex and I would not have picked a tiger…lord knows you aren’t my fantasy!” she said scathingly as she crossed her arms over her chest.

Quinn growled at her again, “You can deny it all you want to little mate, but you and I both know your body is creaming for me. I can smell it.”

He enjoyed the color that filled her face, “It is not! And don’t you call me mate!”

“Of course I’ll call you mate. That’s what you are and don’t lie to me. Lie to yourself all you want to but never lie to me,” Quinn said firmly.

“I’m not lying but if I wanted to I would! You aren’t the boss of me!” Kyra said sullenly.

Quinn began to stalk towards her once more, the intoxicating scent of her arousal filling his nostrils despite her denial to the contrary.

Kyra retreated with his every step forward then she seemed to shake herself and stepped towards him with a glare, shaking her small fist at him, “Stop stalking me! You’re making me nervous!”

“Good. You should be nervous,” Quinn told her with a feral grin.

“Asshat!…ohh!” she cried as he finally lost patience and pounced again, going down on one knee and tossing her over the upturned one. “You can’t do this!”

“I not only can, I will…you will learn not to lie to your mate and you certainly will not call me names,” he told her as he worked the ugly tweed skirt up over her hips then pulled her panties down her writhing legs and completely off.

“You aren’t my mate!” Kyra yelled.

“Yet another lie,” he said as he brought his hand down hard low on the under curve of her bottom making her yelp. Quinn brought his hand down ten times hard in the exact same spot.

“Ooohooo! Please…oww…not the same place…oowww!” she cried getting desperate to escape his punishing palm. He obliged her by giving the other side the exact same treatment. By the time the tenth swat had fallen she was hanging limply over his knee and sobbing softly.

Forcing himself to be firm he spread her legs on either side of his and sank two fingers into her wet heat.

“Oooh!” Kyra cried out and her back bowed in response to his intrusion.

“Do you still try to deny your body is weeping for my possession?” Quinn asked her as he drove his fingers in and out of her increasingly tight body.

“I…oh…I…noooo…oooh…please…” Kyra begged.

He smiled and rubbed is thumb across her swollen little clit as his fingers continued to plunge in and out of her until she gave a small scream of pleasure and shuddered over his thigh.

“Good girl,” Quinn told her patting her hip lightly before lifting her to her feet. “Let me show you to your room.”

A very subdued Kyra followed him as he grabbed her bag and lead her into the house, showing her to the guest room.

She looked up at him obviously a little confused but also relieved for the respite from his company when she shut the door in his face with a decisive click.

Quinn smiled to himself, he was hard and aching to possess her but he was going to do his best to woo her a little before claiming her completely. It would be difficult to do but worth it in the long run.

So despite every instinct demanding he make her his, he would wait.

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Excerpt:

Laurel’s skirt was tossed to the small of her back, the ends secured in the waistband. She gasped when his fingers hooked in the elastic of her panties and ripped them off her body.

“MARK!”

“Goddess,” A firm hand held her in place, while his free hand began to pepper her exposed backside with stinging heat.

“Owww … Mark …  please … this is hardly the place …”

“I didn’t chose the location, Goddess, you did. I believe we made a date for Saturday night. Where were you?”

“I’m sorry … I know I should’ve waited and talked to you …  but … I just …” Laurel finished quietly, really having no idea what to say.

“Wrong answer my little coward,” he wrapped an arm about her waist and began to spank in earnest, not stopping until her back sagged in surrender and she gave a telltale hiccupping gasp.

Keeping her face to the corner, Mark moved behind her, releasing her hair from its tight bonds. He smiled as it cascaded down her back in jubilant freedom, then he leaned in to inhale its scent, before steeling himself to finish the lesson.

Laurel’s eyes shot behind her when she heard the tell-tale sound of him unbuckling his belt.

“No Mark! You can’t!”

“Hide and watch little girl!” he said as he pulled the belt free and doubled it. “Ten licks, count them Goddess.”

She was shocked at the rush of heat that centered between her legs at the sight of the belt in his hands. Laurel licked her dry lips, as she realized how much she wanted this, how much she needed it.

Mark braced a hand on the small of her back then snapped the belt down firmly across the lower curve her of bottom.

Laurel arched her back with a hiss at the stinging line of fire left in the belt’s wake, “One.”

The ten licks were delivered quickly all along the under curve of her backside; Mark wanted her to remember this moment each time she sat down for the rest of the day.

When the last stroke fell Laurel counted it out in a shuddered whisper and he dropped the belt at their feet.

Then, his hands moved beneath the prim white shirt, to free her tortured breasts. As they sprang free, he caught them, tweaking the nipples as he pressed himself against her hot bottom.

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Stop by my blog for a scrumptiously spanky helping of Red Velvet by Susannah Shannon

Susannah Shannon is visiting with an excerpt of her new book, Red Velvet! Doesn’t that sound delicious! Happy reading! ~Mo

Red Velvet:
Christmas in Alaska is magical. Catering a difficult wedding, missing her parents and friends, and a certain Lexan paddle are all making it hard for Cass to embrace the magic of the season. Will Cass be able to find the perfect Christmas present for Killian? Will she ever feel like she belongs in Slick Trench?
With her typical self-deprecating aplomb, snark, and sexiness, Cass discovers that “It’s the most Wonderful Time of the Year.” And a certain paddle means that it will certainly not be a “Silent Night”. Features recipes so good you can get a bit rounder just reading them and the spanking of adult women, as well as all kinds of red hot shenanigans.
DISCLAIMER: This book contains spanking, sexual scenes, and elements of power exchange. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

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Excerpt:
CassCooks Blog Post
Post nuclear dessert
When I was a kid, my gram made red velvet cake on most Sundays. It was my poppa’s favorite. I still use her recipe today although a warning is in order. Knowing what we now know
about artificial coloring, this is not a cake to undertake lightly. Looking back, it’s a miracle that we didn’t all end up with three eyes like a frog spawned near Chernobyl. Red velvet cake has an interesting history. Although legends about it abound, its origins are murky. It may have been invented at the Waldorf Astoria. It may have been invented by a company that made food coloring. Either way—it’s a light cocoa cake with a nice texture. To get the red, you need gel coloring paste (or three vials of the grocery store stuff—which is what my gram used). People may assure you that the vinegar turns the cocoa red, and, therefore, you don’t need the food coloring. They are on crack. There is a chemical in cocoa that turns red in the presence of acids like vinegar. But it is there in tiny amounts. I have read a few recipes that call for grating beets.
Bitch, please. Beets are healthy and I like them. But a cake like this is enough of an undertaking without roasting, peeling and pureeing beets. The process will leave you with red counters and fingers and an oddly hued purple cake. Sorry, fake it is. The full recipe is in the index.
I have been thinking about cake a lot these days since I’m about to start planning the wedding of Jacko and Chelsea. They want an elegant winter wedding, and they have specifically
mentioned wanting a spectacular cake. The wedding will happen in mid December—when Slick Trench, Alaska, is a winter wonderland. Jacko and Chelsea love the outdoors so there will be iceskating, cross country skiing and then a wedding in front of the fireplace. We can’t wait to use the new reception building that we’ve added to the lodge. You’ll be able to watch the planning and then the wedding on The White Gown Network.
Love is delicious—Cass
Cass Harper-Nelson hit the send button and closed her laptop.2. He paused to unbuckle her jeans and yank them down. It was then that she saw the hairbrush sitting next to him. Her enthusiastic protests fell on stubbornly deaf ears. He pulled her jeans and panties down to her feet and helped her step out of them. Without a word he pulled her over one of his legs. Her knees parted as she settled over his thigh. “You know better than to refuse to come discuss something with me.” It
was not a question. She responded anyway. “I do. Yes, I do.”
“You woke up in a bad ass mood today and all I did was try to help you.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You will be.” He lit into her with the hairbrush, paying particular attention to spots he had not smacked with the paddle. The brush landed between her thighs and over and over again
across the crest of her bottom. She tensed and twisted, bucking like a wild animal. He gripped her tightly to him and forcefully kept up spanking her. He took her to the edge of her resistance
and firmly insisted that she cross over it. Her sobs reached a peak and the struggle went out of her. She wilted over his leg, crying but no longer fighting. “Oh thank God,” Killian muttered.

Susannah Shannon lives in the American midwest with my family. “I write romances that are funny(well, I try). I love the inner conflict of a smart, modern, independent woman who longs to submit to that one special man.”

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Spanking and romance at the zoo on free Friday!

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Christmas is upon us! Were you naughty or nice this year? LOL! Spanks to you either way! Happy reading and a very Merry Christmas!!! ~Mo

Love at the Zoo

Holly gasped as she saw the monkey house and dashed away from Howard’s side to dash inside with an excited cry, “Monkeys!”

“Holly! Come back here!” he called, starting after her when she ignored him and disappeared into the building.

Howard shook his head with a sigh as he trudged after his often over-exuberant girlfriend of four years. He’d brought her to the zoo to propose, it was one of her favorite places but he’d forgotten how unruly she could get when they were there. It tended to be one mad dash after another as Holly tried to see everything at once rather than take a leisurely pace to enjoy the animals in the order they came.

He himself was a traditionalist; he liked to slowly make his way through the exhibits in an orderly fashion, watching the antics of the animals quietly. To say Holly’s approach was a bit different would be a gross understatement. She had a kamikaze pilot’s plan of attack for most things and she took no prisoners.

While he adored her zest for life, it also often got her into trouble and she then she needed Howard to step in take her in hand and clean up the fallout.

He found Holly standing on the short fence surrounding the deep chasm that separated the Gorilla enclosure from the rest of the primate house. His heart caught in his throat at the sight of her feet perched precariously on the second rail of the fence so she could lean over the deep rocky drop to take a picture of the huge silver back with her cell phone.

Howard put his hands on her waist and immediately plucked her down off the fence to plant her safely on the ground in front of him.

Holly had given a little scream of alarm that caused the big gorilla to growl and run back against the far wall. Once she was safely on the ground she glared up at Howard indignantly, “Howard! That was the perfect shot!”

“It wasn’t safe,” he intoned.

She rolled her eyes then turned hopefully back to the silver back only to have her shoulders slump in disappointment, “He’s gone. You scared him!” Holly said glaring before setting her lip in a determined pout.

He determinedly turned her to face him, lifting her face to his with a finger beneath her chin, “I want you to have a good time but you need to be careful and cognizant of safety precautions.”

Holly blinked up at him, “Cognizant of safety precautions?”

“Yes,” he said succinctly.

“Really Howard? We’re at the zoo! What are you eighty?” she looked at him in disbelief then gave a big long suffering sigh before turning away with a shake of her head. “Oh look the orangutan is out!”

That fast she was gone again and he was hurrying to catch up before she decided to pet the beast or something equally disturbing.

He found her madly snapping pictures of the mother Orangutan and the baby clinging to the fur of her neck while the mama concentrated her attention on the banana she was eating.

Howard was thankful for the glass partition that separated Holly from the large primate.

“Holly, I don’t want to dampen your enthusiasm but we really do need to discuss appropriate zoo behavior.” He began, wishing he didn’t always seem to be lecturing but he hoped to prevent the need to paddle her ass later by laying out clear parameters.

Holly turned from the mama and baby with another frown of disapproval, “Howard, lighten up! You are such a fuddy duddy.”

He pulled her to him, cuddling her close. “Darling you know I love your exuberance and I wouldn’t change a hair on your head but I need you to rein it in enough to behave safely. Be excited just don’t climb fences and walls that are in place to provide for your safety.”

She gave him a grudging smile as he leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose, “All right. I’ll try to be a little less…enthusiastic.”

Howard laughed at her sheepish expression; Holly smiled as the deep rumble of his laugh rolled through her like a warm caress. She adored his laugh and did everything she could to make it more frequent. She loved Howard, but he tended to be too serious and needed shaking up on occasion.

They walked out of the primate house hand in hand, Holly snuggled against his side for the moment though he knew it was only until her next gasp of delight and then she’d be off again. Her face would light up with a joy that seemed to come from her toes and explode through her small body until it was obvious to everyone that saw her expression.

No one could help responding to it, even Howard but it also often preceded and action that might give him a heart attack.

Everything went smoothly until they reached the alligators, she stayed calmly by his side pointing out the different animals but then he turned his back on her as a small child nearly knocked him over.

By the time he turned back around she was gone and he found her dangling over the glass fence of the alligator river leaning way down with her cell phone as if getting a close up of the primordial creature’s elongated teeth was imperative.

“Holly!” Howard exclaimed.

Holly started and lost her balance tipping further into the alligator pit making him rush forward to grab her by the leg and pull her to safety.

She spun on him as soon as she was back on her own two feet. “You nearly made me fall!”

“You shouldn’t have been up on that fence young lady,” he said sternly.

“I was perfectly safe until you startled me! You big…big…” she spluttered as if trying to find something vile enough to call him.

“Careful little girl,” Howard cautioned her.

Holly’s eyes narrowed on him, “Ass! You’re being a colossally pompous assed fuddy duddy!”

The woman standing next to them gasped and covered her young son’s ears making Holly roll her eyes again and turn on the lady in question. “He’s like fourteen lady! Get real!” she yelled as the young teen pulled his mother’s hands off his ears and glared at his mother.

“Yeah mom, it’s not like she said the ‘F’ word,” the boy said in disgust.

Howard corralled Holly before she could join in the mother and son discussion on appropriate behavior. “We have our own discussion on zoo behavior pending. Leave them to theirs.”

“Discussion?” Holly said, suddenly a little wary.

“Indeed,” he said as he led her away from the group of people surrounding the very bored looking alligator. He’d probably seen Holly as the most interesting possibility all day.

Howard marched her away until he found a quiet enclosed area probably designed for nursing mother’s to get away from prying eyes. He didn’t plan to give Holly sustenance but the bench he spied under the canopy of trees surrounded by a little privacy fence would serve him as well.

“Howard, I feel we need to talk about this…” Holly began as he seated himself.

“Really darling? I think you’ve talked more than enough as it is,” he said as he neatly tipped her across his thighs and tossed her skirts up over her back.

“Howard! We’re in public!” she cried in alarm trying to pull her skirt back down which he of course did not allow.

“You misbehaved in public. That didn’t bother you at all.” Howard said as he pulled her panties down to her knees.

“But…but…,” she spluttered as she wriggled over his lap.

“We are out of sight but if you don’t want anyone to see you getting your naughty bottom smacked I suggest you be as quiet as possible,” Howard told her firmly before bringing the hard palm of his hand down on her upturned bottom with a splat.

“Owwww!” she yelped as stinging heat immediately bloomed in its wake. Howard might plod through life at an annoyingly slow pace but he didn’t take the same approach to spanking at all.

No, instead his hand fell hard and fast with no discernible rhythm. Holly could only hand on to his leg and bite her lip in an effort not to make too much noise as his hand painted her ass what she was sure was a red bright enough to rival the reddest cherry on earth.

Or he was matching it to some brilliant color known only to him. His hand fell again and again until Holly finally collapsed over his knee with a soft sob of submission relaxing into his punishment.

Once, she’d fully submitted, Howard wasted little time pulling up her panties and righting her clothing before settling her in his lap and holding her close while she calmed.

“I’m sorry…I know I get carried away sometimes…I don’t mean to be a brat…I just…” Holly sniffled against his chest.

“I know baby, you just get caught up in the moment.” Howard said with a smile and he pulled her back from his chest so he could look into her tear bright eyes. He kissed her softly on her parted lips. “I wouldn’t change anything about you darling, I just need to keep you safe…you’re my everything and I love you more than words could possibly say.”

She smiled tremulously up at him, touching the side of his face, “You love me even though I’m a hot mess sometimes?”

“Even then. Besides, I will always be there to clean up the mess darling and rein you in when you can’t do it yourself. Do you know why?” he asked.

“Because I’m your hot mess?” Holly asked hesitantly.
“Because you’re my I Holly and I can’t imagine life without you. You bring laughter and joy to my life, things I never knew I was missing until I met you and now can’t imagine life without them.” Howard told her earnestly still holding her cuddled close on his lap.

She sighed with pleasure, “I love you too, even when you’re being a fuddy duddy or a stick in the mud.” Holly said before kissing him deeply.

Their tongues tangled briefly in a passionate kiss before he pulled back once more, his forehead resting against hers as he caught his breath.

“Holly?” he asked softly and she felt him reaching in his pocket.

“Yes Howard?” she asked.

He leaned back on the bench and held a small black box up between them making the breath catch in her throat. “I meant to do this in a much more romantic setting but…Will you do me the honor of being my wife?”

Tears filled her eyes anew as he opened the box to reveal a stunning princess cut diamond engagement ring. She actually thought the setting was perfect, snuggled on his lap with a hot backside she felt loved beyond measure…she felt like his in a profound way…his to love…his to spank…

Holly looked up at him with her heart in her eyes, “Yes please.”

Howard slid his ring on her finger, “I love you my irrepressible girl.”

She grinned a spark of mischief lighting her eyes, “I love you too my darling fuddy duddy.”

Two spankingly hot excerpts!

Today I’m sharing two hot excerpts with you! The first is from Prinal Heat my tiger shifter novella which is just $.99 on Amazon. The second is from Her Stern Doctor a deliciously naughty tale. Happy reading! ~Mo

Excerpt Primal Heat:

“Corner now!” Quinn barked from behind her making her jump and run to the closest one where she immediately planted her nose.

She could hardly believe she was standing in a corner like a naughty child completely bare from the waist down.

Her stinging red bottom showing to the room at large, the thought was mortifying but even as a blush stole into her cheeks another heat invaded between her thighs with a jolt. Kyra’s eyes widened with surprise to realize how wet she was and as she stood there more and more moisture leaked down her inner thighs.

She couldn’t begin to imagine what Quinn would think.

“Are you thinking about how naughty you’ve been?” he asked from directly behind her.

Kyra blinked, actually her behavior was the furthest thing from her mind. She was thinking about her hot bottom and the heat that permeated her core…the hot, throbbing wet need that seemed to consume her…

“I asked you a question young lady. Kyra?” he swatted her bottom, a tinge of exasperation in his voice.

“What was the question?” she asked.

“Are you thinking about how naughty you’ve been?” Quinn asked again.

“Sure,” Kyra hedged, who wanted to admit to a man that had just spanked your bum that you’d really like to jump his bones now and do the nasty. Four more sharp smacks landed. “Owww…I’m sorry…I just can’t seem to focus.”

He chuckled, “Just what may I ask are you thinking about?”

Her head fell against the wall with a thump as she groaned with embarrassment, “I…please don’t make me say it…”

She gasped when to long fingers slid into her from behind almost lifting her up on her toes as they drove deep into her wet heat. “How wet my naughty little mate is,” he said as he used his other hand to push her hair off the back of her neck so his lips could nuzzle there.

Kyra moved her legs further apart as she began to ride his fingers helplessly, when his teeth closed over the back of her neck in a sharp nip she came apart with a soft little mewling cry.

“There’s a good girl,” Quinn said as he pulled his fingers free from her grasping sheath. Turning her limp body to face him Kyra looked up at him from her slump against the wall and watched as he licked her essence from his fingers.

The sight almost sent her over the edge again, it was hypnotic the way his eyes held hers as he licked each finger then stuck them in his mouth to suck them clean. When he was finished he used the same fingers to trace her lips lightly, they were still warm and moist from his mouth.

Kyra groaned, caught completely in his spell. She wanted to drop to her hands and knees and beg him to take her. “Please…” she whispered with a shuddering sigh of need.

Quinn smiled, “Soon…pet…soon but first we have to finish your punishment. You ran from me.”

Her chin quivered, “I’m sorry…I was afraid.”

“I know but you aren’t now are you?” he asked.

She thought about it for a minute and realized he was right; the fear of mating heat and being claimed by Quinn was gone. Kyra was ready for him to claim her and everything that entailed.

Then he leaned down and picked a heavy strap up from the floor at his feet, Kyra felt her eyes widen as she took in the business end.

“Please…I’ll be good…I won’t ever run from you again…I…,” she pleaded but he put his fingers to her mouth to halt the flow of words.

“Shhh, I’m sure you will do your best to be a good girl for me Kyra and I know for a fact you won’t run from me again because I intend to make sure of it. Do you have any idea how it felt to come into the meadow and see my mate cornered by a cougar?”

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Blurb:

Warning: This story contains adult situations not limited to spanking, oral sex, mermaid orgies, dominance, and so much more! Reader discretion is advised.

Kyra just wants to be left alone by the shifter community. She doesn’t want to take on a mate and she certainly doesn’t want to be forced into submission by some overbearing hulk of a creature. Yet her twin sister Kalypso is taking matters into her own hands. She knows Kyra’s destined mate (the tiger shifter Quinn) and with a little subterfuge, gets him to agree to kidnap her for a weekend fantasy. The problem? Kyra has no idea and she won’t be pleased. For Kalypso’s plan to succeed, Quinn will have to force out the inner shifter through some well needed spanking. This weekend is about to get real hot real fast.

Includes bonus story by Jack Crosby – Merciless: A Pirate’s Tale!

The Pirate Argus Fletcher gets caught up in a wild tale of epic proportions. What starts out of just a hurricane coming for Lost Haven turns into much more when he discovers Jormungandr, the World Serpent is creating it. With the help of everyone’s favorite Lust demon Roxanne, a talking sword, and mermaids more interested in breeding than anything else, Argus may have a chance. The high seas await matey, so come join the captain of The Black Cat – Argus Fletcher, the Merciless.

Buy Link:

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Excerpt Her Stern Doctor:

“Did I give you permission to come?” he asked.

“No, but I couldn’t help it,” Kendra said softly.

Derek rose up on his knees, pushed the back of her thighs until her bottom was raised up off the bed, and began to slap her cheeks right where her buttocks met her thighs. He paid special attention to the spot just over her core, knowing each swat jolted her sensitive clit.

He watched her closely as she moaned and jerked in his hold, noting just when the sting became a little too intense and stopping to stroke her heated flesh. He allowed the tips of his fingers to glide between her thighs, teasing her clit and sliding barely inside her.

“Oooh… yes… please… yes…” she cried.

Pulling his hand away, he began to spank her again, each swat getting closer and closer to her quivering mound. “Should I spank this naughty little pussy?”

“Yes!” she cried, almost mindless in her need.

He let her ass back down on the bed, pressed her legs open, and delivered five firm open-handed swats to her glistening pearl.

Kendra’s mouth opened wide in a gasp as she began to come hard. Derek wasted no time sinking his cock deep inside her just as her inner walls began to clamp down. The fit was incredibly tight; she squeezed his cock hard as he hammered in and out.

Her hands came up to hold his upper arms. Derek felt her continuing to pulse and spasm around him as he drove her from one orgasm straight into another with no respite. Kendra’s nails dug into his arms as she screamed her pleasure hoarsely.

He pulled free from her and flipped her to her belly, raising her hips and fitting the head of his cock to her tight asshole. He grabbed the lube from the pocket of his pants lying next to them on the bed and then sank inside.

“Oooh… Derek, it’s too much!” she cried.

“It’s never too much, baby girl,” he told her, 

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Blurb:

After she speaks rudely to Dr. Derek Malcom one time too many, young nurse Kendra Jacoby finds herself in his office at the end of her shift expecting to be fired. But the doctor has other plans, and soon the sassy girl is lying across his lap as her bare bottom is thoroughly spanked.

Kendra is burning with desire by the time the punishment is over, and being brought to a humiliating climax over Derek’s knee only increases her need for him to take her long and hard. But when a powerful winter storm leaves them snowed in together, what will his plans for the night include?

Publisher’s Note: Her Stern Doctor includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book. This book is also available as part of a five-book collection entitled A Very Naughty Christmas.

Buy Link:

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A much needed spanking on free Friday

Another Friday! It’s hard to believe we only have a few left in 2016 before we begin an exciting new year. Where will 2017 take us? Its hard to guess but I’m leaning towards something wonderful! Happy reading! ~Mo

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A Little Heart

I stood staring out the window with tears blurring my vision. You hadn’t yelled or even punished me but I was filled with an empty ache that would not ease. 

It was worse, you hadn’t even noticed my behavior…I wasn’t even sure you knew I was in the room. All evening I’d gotten increasingly panicked by your indifference and my behavior had gotten worse and worse.

You ate your dinner barely looking up from the papers in your hand, before dashing back into your office and getting on the phone. I understood business and work were important but does that have to make me nothing?

Not even a blip on your radar?

I sighed and angrily wiped the tears from my cheeks, I’m an adult I shouldn’t need another person to validate my existence. I told myself this firmly, wishing I could believe it. No one should let another define them and yet there was no escaping the fact that part of me was defined by your dominance and my submission.

What is a submissive without her dominant? It was like being cast adrift, a small ship being buffeted by massive waves without an anchor to keep it safe from harm.

I closed my eyes, yes I was an adult but I needed your guidance…your dominance…it tethered me to the here and now…helped keep me focused. Without you I felt like I might drift away into nothingness.

Against my will the ache inside me intensified, I was afraid and I felt alone in my misery. You often accused me of being dramatic but I couldn’t stop these thoughts from racing through my mind.

When your big warm hands closed over my shoulders I started with a gasp, embarrassed to be found here standing in a dark room with tears dripping from my cheeks.

“You think I didn’t see how naughty you were behaving earlier? That I didn’t feel your need?” you asked as you pulled me back against you, my body melting into your heat.

I sank into you embrace letting your strength sink into my bones as it eased the knot in my belly.

You kissed my cheek as you wrapped around me, giving me back my anchor and chasing away the negative thoughts swirling through my mind in one fell swoop. “I love you baby and I will never abandon you but I had to take care of some critical issues at work. I didn’t have time to deal with my little brat earlier.”

“I know and I’m sorry I got dramatic and needy,” I whispered ashamed now of my lack of faith.

“I want you to need me but I also need you to believe in my love for you little girl,” You told me firmly. “It hurts that you think I could forget about you so easily.”

I twisted out of your arms and turned to face you, “I’m sorry.” I told you before burrowing into your chest like I could climb inside you.

You firmly set me away from you and put a finger beneath my chin forcing me to meet your gaze. “Your behavior earlier when you knew I was trying to work was unacceptable and I also and very disappointed in the way you allowed yourself to think I would ever desert you.”

My chin quivered, “I know you never would…I know that but I just…”

“You need me to punish you…to remind you who you belong to…don’t you little girl?” you asked me.

“Yes sir,” I said in a breathless sigh as a gush of wet heat filled my panties.

Without another word you guided me to bend over the arm of the couch, pushing my skirt up over my hips to rest in the small of my back and then catching the seat of my panties in your hand. When you ripped them from my body I gasped in shock and arousal.

“Legs apart,” you commanded me. I quickly moved my legs shoulder width a part and arched my back to stick my bottom out for you.

“Good girl,” you told me as you palmed the fleshy globes of my ass, squeezing them slightly before releasing me and stepping back. I shivered when I heard the sound of your belt clearing your belt loops.

My breath caught in anticipation as I waited for the first line of fire to catch my vulnerable bottom. You tapped my bottom three times with your looped belt drawing out the moment before pulling it away and snapping it across the under curve of both cheeks with a hard stroke.

“Ohhhh…” I moaned and buried my face in a couch cushion as another line of fire fell directly on top of the first. It was all I could do not to pull my bottom away, but I kept my back arched and my bottom pushed out.

You were not wasting anytime making it clear this was a punishment you felt I needed.  Six strokes in a row fell in the exact same place bringing tears to my eyes before you lined the next six up directly below the first set. By the time you painted my upper thighs with the another six then delivered and additional six to my already tender sit spot I was sobbing freely, but I was also strangely proud that I’d held position and taken everything I’d earned.

Your hand rubbed the small of my back, “You’re such a good girl, you took your punishment so well babygirl. I’m proud of you.”

My heart swelled with joy at your praise, my bottom was on fire and aching but my core was throbbing for another reason. I looked over my shoulder at you my face still wet with tears and gave you a pleading look, “Please…I need you…”

“Does my baby need my cock?” you asked as you obligingly unzipped your pants.

“Yes sir…please…remind me who I belong to…chase away all the dark thoughts,” I said on a low moan as you suddenly shoved deep inside me with one hard thrust.

You took me at my word, taking my body hard and without mercy. You pounded into me relentlessly, the head of your cock slamming into my cervix with every inward thrust as your thighs slapped against my hot sore ass keeping the fire alive.

I moaned loudly, as my body was thrown into a maelstrom of pleasure and pain that I could barely process as you drove my need higher and higher.  I could do nothing but cling to the couch as you took me by storm.

You forced my legs further apart to allow you deeper penetration which also caused my swollen clit to rub against the couch as you pistoned in and out of my clinging sheath.

I came with a scream of your name as my body tightened down on your still driving cock, pulsing around you but you never stopped moving driving me towards an unknown pinnacle that I’d never before experienced.

I gave a long keening cry as pleasure built upon pleasure in an orgasm that seemed almost never ending. Until finally you ground high inside me sending me over a final peak that complete stole my breath and caused sparks to fire behind my closed eyelids.

You gave a growl of pleasure and I felt your hot seed hit my pulsing inner walls as peace washed over me.

I was safe…completely owned…completely yours…and you were mine.

I have a taste of Primal Heat for you!

Primal Heat was originally published in a multi-genre anthology. I’m re-releasing my tiger shifter novella for 99 cents with a bonus story courtesy of Jack Crosby. Jack has added some well deserved hanky spanky action for a naughty mermaid which I hope you will enjoy. Quinn and Kyra’s story is one I thoroughly enjoyed writing. Hot and spanky excerpt below. Happy reading! ~Mo

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Blurb:

Warning: This story contains adult situations not limited to spanking, oral sex, mermaid orgies, dominance, and so much more! Reader discretion is advised.

Kyra just wants to be left alone by the shifter community. She doesn’t want to take on a mate and she certainly doesn’t want to be forced into submission by some overbearing hulk of a creature. Yet her twin sister Kalypso is taking matters into her own hands. She knows Kyra’s destined mate (the tiger shifter Quinn) and with a little subterfuge, gets him to agree to kidnap her for a weekend fantasy. The problem? Kyra has no idea and she won’t be pleased. For Kalypso’s plan to succeed, Quinn will have to force out the inner shifter through some well needed spanking. This weekend is about to get real hot real fast.

Includes bonus story by Jack Crosby – Merciless: A Pirate’s Tale!

The Pirate Argus Fletcher gets caught up in a wild tale of epic proportions. What starts out of just a hurricane coming for Lost Haven turns into much more when he discovers Jormungandr, the World Serpent is creating it. With the help of everyone’s favorite Lust demon Roxanne, a talking sword, and mermaids more interested in breeding than anything else, Argus may have a chance. The high seas await matey, so come join the captain of The Black Cat – Argus Fletcher, the Merciless.

Excerpt:

“All right little girl, it’s time for some answers,” a grumbling voice above her said sternly. Kyra squinted trying to adjust her eyes to the sudden bright light. He came into focus about the same time his scent hit her, wrapping around her comfortingly.
Shit! It was her mate…hell no…she was getting out of dodge immediately. Kyra had no plans to mate at all in her future.
She sprang from the trunk with a lithe grace the unknown shifter wasn’t expecting and spun to face him with a glare. Her hair was coming loose from its moorings and hanging rather haphazardly around her face and her glasses were at an odd angle, but she raised her hands in front of her ready to knock him for a six if he came at her.
“You can’t just go around kidnapping people!” she yelled.
“Don’t give me that line sweetheart. You paid me 4k to kidnap you and give you a fantasy weekend,” he told her with a little growl.
Kyra refused to let the big ox intimidate her, “That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard; you’re clearly delusional. I insist you let me go this instant or face criminal charges.”
“Stupid? Delusional? You better stop while you’re ahead little girl. I like a little role play on occasion but you aren’t going to get away pretending this whole scheme wasn’t your idea to begin with,” he told her firmly as he stalked towards her. “Now, would you care to explain to me why any of this was…oomph”
She stopped his words by rushing him and ramming her tied hands up into his chin while kicking him hard in the groin simultaneously. Unfortunately, she hadn’t checked her momentum and ended up knocking him on his ass with her sitting on top of him.
Kyra blinked down at him in surprise from her precarious perch on top of his chest, gasping when she saw the fierce gaze meeting her own. In a flash she was off him and running as fast as she could towards the tree line.
If she could make it to the trees she might be able to climb one and hide until it was safe to come down and seek help later. She pumped her short legs as fast as she could but she could hear him behind her and then she felt a rush of air over her head and the biggest tiger she’d ever seen landed in front of her causing her to skid to a halt.
Kyra looked to the left, trying to find somewhere to go a menacing growl brought her attention back to the beast stalking towards her; she swallowed hard and backed a step away for each one he advanced.
“Look…ummm…I can see where we might have gotten off to a bad start…but you did kidnap me…and I…now see here stop stalking me! It’s rude…and you’re making me nervous…stop it!” she groused at the big cat as it continued to advance. “I don’t taste very good at all and…and…” she squeaked when her back came up against a tree.
Kyra closed her eyes as she felt the tiger’s hot breath on her face preparing for the worst.
The deep chuckle was unexpected, “I bet you taste just fine, delicious in fact…we’ll find that out after.”
Her eyes sprang open to see the cat had returned to his human form, his very naked and impressively aroused human form. Kyra took in the huge erection then snapped her eyes shut again. “Do you mind? You’re naked!”
He laughed again then grabbed her around the waist and tossed her over one broad shoulder with a shake of his head, “I’m always naked when I shift back, tigers don’t wear clothes.”
She blinked, dangling down his back and unable to help ogling his well muscles backside as the muscles bunched beneath his skin. Trying hard to ignore the way the sight of his nicely put together form and scent made her body react. He could probably smell her arousal, the pool of moisture gathering between her thighs…her breath began coming faster as she sank deeper into the pool of desire his evocative scent was pulling her into.
Kyra shook her head trying to escape from the haze of need beginning to swamp her senses; this is why she’d left the shifter community. She’d never wanted to feel this way, powerless to resist the mating heat.
The thought of him tasting her as he’d suggested, his tongue lapping the moisture from her weeping core sent a shudder through her, then she frowned remembering his words.
“After what?” she asked hesitantly.
“After your spanking of course,” he said matter of factly.

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Quinn nearly laughed out loud when she froze over his shoulder for the space of about ten seconds then began kicking and pounding on his back while she screamed like a banshee.
“You aren’t spanking me! You over grown wad of fur! Let me down this instant!” Kyra yelled while delivering a particularly vicious pinch to his exposed backside.
He responded immediately by slapping his hand down on her upturned bottom hard.
“Ouch! Asshat!” she yelled.
Quinn shook his head, “You just keep it up little girl. You are writing checks your bottom isn’t going to like in a few minutes.”
“Who do you think you are?” Kyra hissed over her shoulder.
He sat her down on her feet in front of him and looked down at her, “You know exactly who I am Kyra.”
“You’re the asshat that kidnapped me and is now threatening me with bodily harm! “She yelled up at him.
“Try again,” Quinn growled. “And no more of that kidnapping business you know good and well you hired me to kidnap you.”
He frowned when her jaw dropped in obvious shock, “What do you mean I hired you?”
“You came into my office at the beginning of the week and requested a tiger shifter to kidnap you and provide a weekend of passion. You paid four thousand dollars for the fantasy weekend.” He told her watching her face.
“Four thousand dollars! Are you insane, I’d never pay that kind of money for sex and I would not have picked a tiger…lord knows you aren’t my fantasy!” she said scathingly as she crossed her arms over her chest.
Quinn growled at her again, “You can deny it all you want to little mate, but you and I both know your body is creaming for me. I can smell it.”
He enjoyed the color that filled her face, “It is not! And don’t you call me mate!”
“Of course I’ll call you mate. That’s what you are and don’t lie to me. Lie to yourself all you want to but never lie to me,” Quinn said firmly.
“I’m not lying but if I wanted to I would! You aren’t the boss of me!” Kyra said sullenly.
Quinn began to stalk towards her once more, the intoxicating scent of her arousal filling his nostrils despite her denial to the contrary.
Kyra retreated with his every step forward then she seemed to shake herself and stepped towards him with a glare, shaking her small fist at him, “Stop stalking me! You’re making me nervous!”
“Good. You should be nervous,” Quinn told her with a feral grin.
“Asshat!…ohh!” she cried as he finally lost patience and pounced again, going down on one knee and tossing her over the upturned one. “You can’t do this!”
“I not only can, I will…you will learn not to lie to your mate and you certainly will not call me names,” he told her as he worked the ugly tweed skirt up over her hips then pulled her panties down her writhing legs and completely off.
“You aren’t my mate!” Kyra yelled.
“Yet another lie,” he said as he brought his hand down hard low on the under curve of her bottom making her yelp. Quinn brought his hand down ten times hard in the exact same spot.
“Ooohooo! Please…oww…not the same place…oowww!” she cried getting desperate to escape his punishing palm. He obliged her by giving the other side the exact same treatment. By the time the tenth swat had fallen she was hanging limply over his knee and sobbing softly.
Forcing himself to be firm he spread her legs on either side of his and sank two fingers into her wet heat.
“Oooh!” Kyra cried out and her back bowed in response to his intrusion.
“Do you still try to deny your body is weeping for my possession?” Quinn asked her as he drove his fingers in and out of her increasingly tight body.

Want to see if Kyra is able to avoid becoming Quinn’s mate? Buy link below for more Tiger shifter dominance.

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Why eat apples when you can have Her Stern Doctor?

Her Stern Doctor released yesterday individually! I’m so excited! I really loved these characters and hope you will enjoy their story as much as I did. Happy reading! ~Mo

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Blurb:

After she speaks rudely to Dr. Derek Malcom one time too many, young nurse Kendra Jacoby finds herself in his office at the end of her shift expecting to be fired. But the doctor has other plans, and soon the sassy girl is lying across his lap as her bare bottom is thoroughly spanked.

Kendra is burning with desire by the time the punishment is over, and being brought to a humiliating climax over Derek’s knee only increases her need for him to take her long and hard. But when a powerful winter storm leaves them snowed in together, what will his plans for the night include?

Publisher’s Note: Her Stern Doctor includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book. This book is also available as part of a five-book collection entitled A Very Naughty Christmas.

Excerpt:

“Harder… please… oooohooo, Derek… faster… please, you’re driving me insane!” Kendra cried, tossing her head restlessly as he kept her hovering on the edge of another orgasm.
“Good girls wait for their pleasure. Who’s in charge here?” he asked curiously, stopping his movements altogether and fighting back a grin at her frustrated moan.
“You are, I guess,” she said with a slight pout.
Derek’s eyebrows rose high. “Excuse me?” he asked before he pulled completely free, ignoring her pleading protest. “Someone needs a little lesson before we continue.”
“Noo… please don’t stop… you’re in charge… you’re in charge!” Kendra cried, trying to cling as he rose from the couch but he sat down and jerked her face down over his naked lap.
“Too late!” he said, slapping his hand hard across the lower part of her bottom to ensure every swat jolted her heated pussy. Again and again his hand fell; he watched as Kendra moaned and bucked her hips in obvious confusion. Clearly she wasn’t sure if she wanted him to spank her more or stop as the pleasure and the pain blended together.
Derek spanked her until her bottom was a bright scarlet and she gave a soft little sob of apology, then he lifted her to face him and brought her down hard, impaling her on his waiting cock.
Kendra came immediately, screaming his name as he powered up into her with several hard thrusts before succumbing to his own pleasure and shooting his heated seed deep inside her quivering body.

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Maddie Taylor is visiting with a spanking hot excerpt from her panty melting new Sci-fi!

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Primarian Mates, the bestselling sci-fi series from Maddie Taylor continues…

In the premier novel, The Barbarian’s Captive, we meet the Primarians; giant, heart stoppingly handsome men from the male dominated planet, Primaria. Tragedy has caused their female population to dwindle and has lead them to seek out other species to save them from extinction. Max Kerr, their Princep, finds his fated mate and Prima in Earth scientist, Lieutenant Eva La Croix. Sparks fly as they find they have an unquenchable desire for one another as well as a rare and unbreakable bond that can never be severed.

In His By Command, we board the Odyssey and follow Captain Maggie and her crew as they attempt to escape their Primarian pursuers. Danger, intrigue, and desire are the order of the day as Maggie determinedly fights to escape so they may continue their mission to save the people of Earth. Passions flame and cheeks get heated as Maggie repeatedly defies and refuses to surrender to Roth, the gorgeous, irresistible, and dominant to the bone Commander of the Primarian Space Fleet.

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A sharp crack preceded a swath of stinging fire across her backside. She jerked forward, sending the buzzing vibe firmly against her clit and up inside her wet passage. While trying to ease away because it was too much, another lash landed. This spurred her forward again as she emitted a groan of both pleasure and pain, and she couldn’t tell which one she needed to stop more.
And so, it continued, in a give and take motion. Sizzling pleasure-infused pain as the strap fell in another unrelenting stroke, and scorching pain-filled pleasure as the unrelenting sensation on her pussy made her ready to explode.
She almost did on the fourth stroke, calling out his name as she canted her hips, seeking more and less at the same time. As the fifth landed across both cheeks simultaneously, her reality shattered and she came apart.
“Helper…angle forward,” he growled as he dropped the strap and moved in behind her. Frenzied fingers removed the vibrating rod an instant before he drove up inside her. His possession of her still-clenching, convulsing sheath sent her from one orgasm directly into another.
She felt everything, his lips on her spine, his hands curling around her hips, her breasts bouncing with every thrust of his cock. He built it once more as he drove into her. The third blissful release was upon her when his fingers flexed upon her skin and he pumped deep—once, twice, and a final time—before he tensed behind her and shouted his own completion.
Mindless and exquisitely numb, she hung there, what else could she do? —feeling his weight along her back.
His mouth moved before the rest of him did. “Neutral position.”
With a few whirrs and pops, she was standing upright and a little light-headed as he undid her wrists and thighs, and released the strap at her waist. Her legs were like jelly and if not for the support of his strong arms, would have slithered to the floor. He lifted her with an arm beneath her knees and curled along her upper back, cradling her as he carried her to the big bed. Once he’d settled her under the soft bedding, he followed her in.

Holy macanoly thats HOT! I had the pleasure of reading the ARC for this book, talk about panty melting! Grab your copy below with a one-click! You know you want too! Happy reading! ~Mo

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Jaye Vasquez is here with a hot excerpt from My Dominic

Excerpt from My Dominic by Jaye Vasquez

“I want you to relax, Jenna. This is a flogger and it will sensitize your body wherever I use it.”

I nod. Dominic starts whipping me with it on my ass, alternating between cheeks, at first it shocked me, but the more he started doing it, the more I relaxed and wetter I became. I hate to say it, but the flogger was kind of therapeutic for me.

Next, he gets some nipple clamps. I may not be a full time kinkster, but I know what nipple clamps are.

“These are adjustable, baby,” he says as he lets me move just a tiny bit to get them on.

They have a long chain across my chest connecting the two.

Fuck! They hurt, but the bite of them is making me need Dominic’s cock.

Dominic takes a minute to admire the view. “Jenna, you look so beautiful and delicious like that, I think I need to taste you.” And just like that, I feel Dominic’s lips on my pussy, between my folds licking up and down.

“Dominic, please, fuck me now,” I tell him with a moan.

He spanks my ass. He stops licking me. “I tell you when you’re ready, not the other way around.”

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Book Blurb:

Jenna Avery is fierce and independent. With a promising legal career and a place of her own, a steamy romance with her gorgeous client, Dominic James, is just what her life needs.
But Dominic has a secret.
When a partner at her law firm starts harassing Jenna, she is caught between keeping her mouth shut and not risking her chance for promotion… or telling her boss, and risking her career. Can her career and her relationship survive the struggle?

That sounds like a super hot read! Grab your copy on the link below! You know you want to! Happy reading. ~Mo

Buy Link Amazon:

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amazon author link with bio: https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B01N67E76N

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Want to stalk Jaye? She’s graciously provided an avenue below:

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A steamy excerpt from Her Stern Doctor. Have you been naughty this year?

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Excerpt from Her Stern Doctor:

“Strip,” he said succinctly.
“Strip?” Kendra hedged a little, suddenly nervous despite her decision to embrace whatever her time with Derek would bring her way.
“Don’t try my patience, young lady. You’ve been a very naughty nurse and you’re about to see what happens to naughty girls in my office,” Derek said sternly.
She toed off her shoes and socks then pulled down her pants and panties, leaving only her scrub top and bra.
“All the way, Kendra,” he told her firmly.
Kendra took a deep breath, pulled the top over her head, and then unhooked her bra, letting it fall on top of the pile of clothing on the floor.
“We’re going to start with an enema; bend over the end of the table,” he told her firmly.
“But… I… please… I’m sorry…” she began, backing slightly toward the door, her tummy flipping. She was equal parts horrified at the prospect and so aroused she could feel it slicking her thighs.
Derek caught her and propelled her toward the table with one hand on her arm and the other clapping off her ass until she threw herself face down over the end of the table, the hot sting in her bottom throbbing anew.
“I think you’ll find it much easier to mind the first time, young lady,” he told her.
Before she’d fully recovered she felt the slick tube of the enema bag pressing against her anus; she whimpered as it easily slipped deep inside her. Her clit throbbed as the tube invaded her most private of areas.
It felt good to have something in her ass, but then she heard the little snick as he released the valve and warm liquid began to fill her. She gave a mewling little cry of distress as he slowly emptied the enema bag into her tummy. “Please… no more!” she cried.
“Shhh… you can take the rest. This will help you remember who’s in control, won’t it, little girl?” he asked as he pulled the tube from her ass with her watching over her shoulder and held up a small bullet-shaped anal plug for her perusal.
“Yes, sir! Please… I’ll be good! I promise!” she whispered.
“You’re going to be my very good girl from now on, aren’t you?” he asked as he began to press the small plug into her puckered hole.
She shivered as he worked it slowly in and out of her, as if using it to take possession of her ass. “Won’t you, Kendra? Are you going to be my good girl?”
“Yes!” Kendra yelled, shocked to feel the amount of wet heat leaking from her core in response to the enema. She’d never felt so submissive, so completely owned.
“Who controls your pleasure and decides when and how you’re punished?” he asked as he seated the plug firmly with a twist of his wrist.
“You do! Ooohooo!” She needed to relieve herself but found the need to come almost as important.
She bent over the table, legs apart with a plug in her ass. She felt vulnerable and at his mercy. His hand came down to rest on her vulva, his thumb playing across her clit as lightly as a feather and intensifying the cramping in her belly. “Please… I need to…”
“Not just yet, baby, a few more minutes,” he said soothingly even as his thumb played over her clit while two fingers rubbed her slick entrance.
When his other hand grabbed the base of the plug and began working it in and out of her ass, Kendra came with a little gasp of surprise.
“Good girl; see, when you mind you get rewards,” Derek told her softly before straightening away from her. “Reach back and spread your ass cheeks open for me.”
Kendra blushed but did exactly as she was told, spreading herself wide for him. She breathed a sigh of relief when he removed the plug. He gave her a resounding slap on the ass and then lifted her. “Go to the restroom and then come right back.”
She rushed into the bathroom and closed the door, sitting down on the toilet with relief as she emptied herself. Grabbing the wet wipes they kept in the cabinet, she cleaned herself up before returning to the exam room.
Derek eyed her with a hot gleam in his eyes, sending a fresh flood of cream to coat her thighs.
“Table,” he said succinctly and Kendra scurried up onto the table, shivering as her bare bottom touched the smooth cool paper layer on top. “Lie back, Nurse, and scoot your bottom down to the edge.”
She moved her bottom down to the end of the table, then gasped when he caught an ankle in each hand, neatly set her heels into the stirrups, then spread her wide with a hand on each knee.
A flush rose in her cheeks as she watched him studying her quivering labia. He pulled two black Velcro straps from his pocket and used one to secure her left thigh before attaching the other to her right. Somehow the straps attached beneath the table and held her legs wide open. “Beautiful,” he said in a husky growl.
“Thank you, Doctor,” Kendra said softly with a hint of shyness.
A large finger slid into her open slit, making her gasp.
“Someone is very, very wet. You are a naughty nurse indeed. I do believe a severe tongue lashing is in order.”
She frowned in confusion, then he buried his head between her thighs and his tongue began to lick from her asshole to her clit and back down again. With each trip up he lightly circled her clit before snaking his tongue back down to her asshole and then rimming it.
“Do you know why the enema was so important?” he asked her.
Good lord, did they have to talk about it right now? She was ready to explode and he wanted to have a conversation on the benefits of enemas.
“Kendra?” he asked, a thread of darkness entering his voice.
“No, sir,” she said softly.
“It was important that you understand your will is now my will and also made you all clean so I could do this,” he told her, just before he sank his tongue into her asshole.
Kendra gave a shout of surprised pleasure as he worked his tongue in and out of her; the tissues inside her ass were unbelievably sensitive. She began to shake as her arousal built. He pulled out and his tongue skimmed across her entire vaginal area, touching everywhere but the one place she wanted it most.
He licked all over her pussy and then sucked part of her left labia into his mouth before doing the same on the right. It wasn’t as pleasurable as her clit would have been but it still felt amazing. Then he zeroed in on her clit, sucking it between his lips and worrying it with his tongue.
Kendra’s back bowed off the table, the pleasure was so intense.
“Please! Ohhhoooo… please…” she cried, her head turning from side to side as the need to come built higher and higher.
He raised his head, lips and chin glistening with her juices. “Would you like to come?”
“Yes, sir!”
Derek dove back in, his tongue spearing deep inside her this time as his thumb played over her clit in a circular motion and a finger on his other hand slid into her ass. He worked his tongue in and out of her hard and fast; between that and his thumb on her clit, she shot over the edge fast, coming hard.
“Yes! That feels so good!” Kendra yelled, her channel spasming around his tongue. He didn’t stop; he kept licking in and out while his thumb rubbed the little bundle of nerves without mercy. The orgasm went on and on, then began to build into something stronger.
Just as she felt close to snapping, he pulled his tongue out, sealed his lips over her pulsing opening, and sucked hard. Kendra exploded, screaming his name.
When she came down, she looked up to find Derek naked, standing on the step at the base of the table, his big thick cock in his hand. “Do you want my cock?”

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A Very Naughty Christmas is a five-book collection featuring brand-new holiday-themed titles from five best-selling spanking romance authors. It includes the following books:

Her Christmas Daddy, by Dinah McLeod
When Sara Schroder returns home from college to spend Christmas in the town where she grew up, it doesn’t take long for her reckless driving to get her in trouble. But police officer Alex Maxwell—the next-door neighbor she’s had a crush on for years—decides to handle the situation himself, and instead of being given a ticket Sara quickly finds herself over his knee with her bottom bare for the first spanking of her life.

Though the punishment leaves her deeply embarrassed, Sara cannot deny her arousal at being taken in hand so firmly by a man like Alex, and soon she is calling him daddy and delighting in his caring attention and his hard, dominant lovemaking. But can she learn to behave like a good little girl for him or will she spend the holidays with blushing cheeks and a bright red bottom?

Mistletoe Magic, by Maddie Taylor
Dixie Culbertson has seen more than enough heartbreak in her life, and as far as she is concerned, no man can be trusted. But when her old high school crush walks into the diner where she works, the desire she once felt for him is quickly rekindled.

Kyle Prescott has always regretted the misunderstanding that tore him and Dixie apart over a decade ago, but it will take more than just a kiss under the mistletoe to break down the walls she has built around her heart. He is determined to make things right, however, even if that means taking her over his knee for a bare bottom spanking and claiming her so thoroughly that she is left with no doubt that she belongs to him.

Daddy’s Little Elf, by Meredith O’Reilly
When Chloe Carpenter’s husband, Drew, catches her sneaking away to work despite her promise to take time off to allow them to spend Christmas together, he doesn’t hesitate to bare his naughty wife’s bottom and spank her soundly.

After the punishment is over, Drew quickly reminds his little girl that her daddy will always take care of her, and soon Chloe is snuggling in his lap, drinking hot chocolate, and being given a bubble bath. But when he finds out the secret reason she was slipping off to work, will it make him as happy as she hopes?

Her Stern Doctor, by Morganna Williams
After she speaks rudely to Dr. Derek Malcom one time too many, young nurse Kendra Jacoby finds herself in his office at the end of her shift expecting to be fired. But the doctor has other plans, and soon the sassy girl is lying across his lap as her bare bottom is thoroughly spanked.

Kendra is burning with desire by the time the punishment is over, and being brought to a humiliating climax over Derek’s knee only increases her need for him to take her long and hard. But when a powerful winter storm leaves them snowed in together, what will his plans for the night include?

Kept for Christmas, by Sara Fields
After Raina LeBlanc shows up for a meeting unprepared because she was watching naughty videos late at night instead of working, she finds herself in trouble with Dr. Eliot Knight, her stern, handsome boss. He makes it clear that she is in need of strict discipline, and soon she is lying over his knee for a painful, embarrassing bare-bottom spanking.

Though her helpless display of arousal during the punishment fills Raina with shame, she is both excited and comforted when Eliot takes her in his arms after it is over, and when he invites her to spend the upcoming Christmas holiday with him she happily agrees. But is she prepared to offer him the complete submission he demands?

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

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