Wednesday, September 10, 2014

New release! Report for Punishment...a contemporary #spanking romance


http://www.amazon.com/Report-Punishment-Sue-Lyndon-ebook/dp/B00NGP9STU/ref=la_B006A8J6KG_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1410384557&sr=1-2Report for Punishment is out today! It's a contemporary spanking romance that was originally split into two parts on Bethany's Woodshed a few months ago, but part one and part two have been combined into one book for release. The story follows a woman who comes home for Christmas to discover she has something majorly in common with her childhood crush. They're both spankos!
 
excerpt:

“Craig, I don’t think…”

A finger pressed to my lips stilled my speech. His eyes darkened further and I couldn’t look away. Six years. How could my silly girlish feelings return just like that? I chastised myself for being too busy with work to date. If I’d brought a man home with me for the holidays, I bet I wouldn’t be closed in the laundry room with Mr. Heartbreaker.

He dropped his hand and I opened my mouth again to protest, but a raised eyebrow kept me silent. He looked stern, and that didn’t help kill my crush either. I liked stern. Not that there was any way he could know that…

“My parents moved away two years ago,” he said.

I raised an eyebrow at him, mimicking his expression. “And?”

“I’ve missed this little town. Your brother invited me to spend the holidays here. I tried to get a hotel room, but they were all booked, so I took him up on the offer.”

I wasn’t sure where he was going with this, but I was certain I wouldn’t like it. Beneath his stern visage, I detected a hint of guilt.

“So your mom put me up in your old bedroom. She said you’d be staying at your dad’s house like you always did during the holidays, always the good daughter something something, she said, and that you wouldn’t mind.”

My eyes grew wide, and I tried to step back. “What? But it’s my room!” I almost stomped my foot. Almost.

He smirked. “How long ago did you move out?”

I glared at him, my hands itching to slap that look off his face. “Three years ago, but I only live two hours away and I visit a lot, so it’s not like a guest room. It’s my room and it’s full of my stuff!” My voice had risen, but I doubted anyone on the other side of the door could hear my screeching rant. Laughter, the hum of conversation, Christmas music, and the clinking of glasses had likely drowned out my outraged words.

Oh, I was fuming. How could my mother do this to me? She’d known all about my crush on Craig. Everyone had.

“You can’t stay in my room!”

“Don’t raise your voice at me, young lady.” His eyebrow went higher.

My pussy clenched, and disbelief jolted through me at his strict tone. “What?” I said, gasping. I managed to yank my hand from his and backed up into the dryer.

He followed, bracing a hand on each side of me. Trapping me. Warmth gushed to my center. I trembled for his touch, but it would be a cold day in hell before I admitted it. Peering up at him, I couldn’t help but admire how handsome he’d become. His shoulders were broader than I remembered, his face a tad rugged. Worldly. A hint of gray streaked his black hair on the sides. My fingertips tingled with the urge to touch it.

“Yes, I’m sleeping in your room and spending the next week or so with your family. Merry Christmas, Sarah Jane.”

“It’s just Sarah. For fuck’s sake, can you please get my name right?”

“Tsk tsk. Such language. I bet you’re on Santa’s naughty list, Sarah Jane.”

My teeth grinded together. “Sarah!” I hissed.

Humor lighted his eyes, causing my anger to flare hotter. What right did he have to tease me like this? It was almost . . . flirting.

But no. He wasn’t interested in me. Couldn’t be. We hadn’t seen each other in forever, hadn’t talked or had any contact whatsoever. The few times he’d happened to be in town, I wasn’t here, and vice versa. The only reason I knew he lived in Ohio was because my mother told me.

“Anyway, back to the naughty list. If there’s any girl I know who deserves to be on it, it’s you, Miss Sarah Jane.”

"And why’s that, Craig?”

“Because you have a penchant for naughty books and naughty toys.”

“And how do you know that? Pray tell.” Sarcasm laced my voice.

He leaned closer, so close our noses nearly touched. His hot breath tickled my face, causing goosebumps to scamper across my arms and a delightful shiver to race up my spine. Not to mention more moisture to pool in my panties.

“I know all about your naughty tastes, Sarah Jane, because I found the big lock box under your bed. Except it wasn’t locked. And I’m not much of gentlemen, I confess, because I peeked inside and examined all the contents, one by one by one.”

blurb:

Part One: The last thing Sarah expects when she comes home for the holidays is to find a card carrying spanko staying in her old bedroom. She hasn’t seen Craig in years and tries to ignore her renewed feelings for her childhood crush, who happens to be all grown up now. Resistance proves futile though, when he’s suddenly scolding her, calling her young lady, and paddling her bare bottom bright red for getting sassy with him.

The magic of the holidays, as well as their mutual love for all things spanking, bring Sarah and Craig closer than ever. But New Year’s is fast approaching and everyone will be going home soon. Can they make a long distance relationship work, or will the attempt only lead to more heartache for Sarah?

Part Two: Newlyweds Craig and Sarah Jane are trying to enjoy their first few months as husband and wife, but a series of strange break-ins in their new neighborhood puts a strain on their relationship. Craig expects his wife to obey his safety rules, but she rebels when his overprotective ways get under her skin. Her rebellion earns her a soundly spanked bottom on more than one occasion.

Sarah Jane loves her husband and the dynamic of their domestic discipline relationship, but obeying is hard when Craig won’t even let her join the new neighborhood watch, even though many of the other neighborhood women volunteer. She is certain the vandal on the loose isn’t a terrible danger, probably just a teenager causing some mischief. Craig disagrees and insists she remain vigilant while he’s at work and not do anything foolish to put herself in danger.

The neighborhood watch seems to keep the vandal away and all is quiet for a few weeks, until Sarah spots someone lurking behind the bushes in her backyard, and the man she witnesses stealthily crawling over fences is no stranger!



Report for Punishment is available on Amazon US, Amazon UK, Barnes and Noble, and Blushing Books.

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

#SummerSpanks Blog Hop Winners!


A big thank you to Spanking Romance Reviews and Saturday Spankings for hosting the Summer Spanks Blog Hop, and another big thank you to all the readers who participated. It was a lot of fun, and now it's time to announce the winners!

Grand Prize Winners:

*Kindle or Nook from
Blushing Books - Kristin Brio!
*$25 Gift Certificate to Amazon from
Stormy Night Publications - Megan Michaels!
*$25 Gift Certificate to Amazon from
Baronet Press - Sarah Young!
*One month membership to Pandora Blake’s
Dreams of Spanking - Adaline Raine!
*Hand made paddle from
Blondie’s Place - Jule Kijek!
*$25 Gift Certificate to Amazon from
Wizards in Publishing - Alice Gottschall!
*You can have it all package by
Variant Books - Jolynn Raymond!
*Six month membership to
Discipline & Desire - Leigh Smith!
*$25 GC from
Jolynn Raymond - Holla Dean!
*An ebook package from
LearningDD - Cat Trouble!
*Ebook Cover Design & Matching Facebook Cover Picture from
Kandes Pixels - Roz in His Hands!

Also, the winner of the $10 Amazon giftcard I was offering is Lillyanna Rose.

Congrats to all the winners!

Thursday, September 4, 2014

Sarah Gets the Ruler ~ #SummerSpanks Blog Hop

 
Welcome to the End of Summer Spanks Blog Hop, brought to you by Spanking Romance Reviews and Saturday Spankings! Dozens of authors and bloggers are participating, and there are lots of fun spanky posts to read as well as awesome PRIZES to be won!
 
Here are the Grand Prizes:

On my blog, I'm giving away a $10 Amazon giftcard to a random commenter. Just comment below with your email address and tell me at least one thing you're going to miss about summer.

In my upcoming release, Report for Punishment, Sarah and Craig love to roleplay. Keeping with the back-to-school theme of this hop, here's an excerpt from their first naughty schoolgirl/Daddy roleplaying session:

 
I knocked on the door to Craig’s home office, nerves flittering like butterflies in my stomach.
 
“Enter.” His voice sounded deeper than usual.
 
“Ah, Sarah Jane. How was school today, baby girl?” He’d known it was me, yet he played the part well. We’d planned this. Every Saturday night we planned a new naughty scenario. This evening’s scenario had been his idea, and it felt naughtier than anything we’d ever done.
 
I stepped into the room and shut the door. “Um, hi, Daddy.”
 
His eyes grew darker as he stared at me, and I remained in the center of the room while he inspected my appearance. I’d donned white knee high socks, black Mary Janes, and a pleated, plaid school girl skirt. Not the short slutty kind, either, but the real kind. I was even wearing plain white panties, per his instructions, and a navy cardigan overtop a button down white shirt. My hair was done up in pigtails, each tied with a white ribbon. I looked every bit the innocent that I was not.
 
“Is something wrong, baby girl?” He scooted his chair back and patted his thigh. “Come here and talk to Daddy.”
 
I approached his desk, noting the neat stacks of papers and the thick wooden ruler sticking out of a jar of pens and pencils. Yikes. I gulped as I sat down on his lap.
 
“I have something to tell you, Daddy,” I said, staring at my hands.
 
“What is it, baby girl?”
 
“I wa – was naughty in school to – today. Mrs. Adams ca – caught me passing a note.” Though the story was entirely fictional, my cheeks flamed as I stuttered over the words.
 
His body tensed beneath me. “I see. Did Mrs. Adams punish you?”
 
“Yes, Daddy. She spanked me in front of the whole class. It was so embarrassing.”
 
“I see. Passing notes in class is against the rules, little miss. I hope Mrs. Adams gave you a good spanking. Is your bottom still sore from it?”
 
I nodded.
 
“Tell me about your spanking. I want to hear exactly what happened.”
 
“Oh, please, Daddy. Please don’t make me tell you. It’s too embarrassing.”
 
“Sarah Jane . . .” he warned, tipping my face to his.
 
“Okay.” I sighed and slumped in his lap. “She called out my name and told me to walk to the front of the class with the note. So I did. She opened the note and read it aloud to the class. It was just something silly I wrote to my friend Drea about going to the movies next week. Nothing too bad. But Mrs. Adams wasn’t happy and she scolded me for writing notes in class. She said I’d been a naughty student and that I needed to be punished, and she pulled her chair out from behind her desk and sat down in it.”

“Then what happened?”

“She instructed me to raise my skirt and lie across her lap. She paddled me with that awful ruler of hers, Daddy. Oh, it was terrible. The whole class saw and all the other girls were snickering when I sat down.”

“Thank you for telling me what happened, baby girl. Now refresh my memory. What is my rule about getting in trouble at school?”

My lip trembled. I felt every bit the part of the naughty schoolgirl who was about to get a spanking from her strict father. “Your rule is that if I get a spanking at school, I get another spanking at home.”

“That’s correct. Now, do you think I’m going to spank you over your panties like Mrs. Adams did, or on your bare bottom?”

I flushed. “My bare bottom.”

“That’s right, baby girl. Daddy always spanks your bare bottom. I’m disappointed you were so naughty at school today. You must be punished.” He stole the ruler out of the jar, placing it on his desk in front of me.

“I’m sorry, Daddy.”

He stroked my back. “I’m sure you are. Nevertheless, you’re still going over my knee.”

Nodding, I rose to my feet with his help. He positioned me to stand between his legs.

“Lift your skirt up, baby girl.”

Hands trembling, I pulled my pleated skirt up above my waist. He turned me around and pulled my panties down.

“My my,” he said. “You still have marks from Mrs. Adams’ ruler.” In truth, any marks I had were from the spanking Craig had given me earlier for sticking my tongue out at him during lunch.

“See, Daddy! She already spanked me. You don’t have to. Please don’t spank me, Daddy.”

“Hush, baby girl. You know that won’t work on me. Now get over my knee.”

I gave a small stomp of my foot, but in the next moment he yanked me across his lap. Without further ado, he began striking my already sore bottom with his hand, scolding as he spanked. Thrill after thrill coursed through me. I’d been hesitant to try this particular scenario, but holy hell it was hot. Addressing him as daddy made me all tingly inside. My pussy tensed and my clit pulsed with need.

The spanking went on and on, and though my bottom began to sting, it wasn’t as painful as a punishment spanking. I kicked my legs and begged him to stop, just for show. Hardness swelled in his pants under my stomach, a promise of what would happen later.

“Ow! Please, Daddy. No more spanking! It hurts.”

He picked up the ruler in response. Thwack! Fire lashed my bottom. I’d forgotten how much a wooden ruler hurt. Mercifully, he only gave me ten spanks with the implement.

“Have you learned your lesson?” he asked, patting my sore bottom.

“Yes, Daddy. I’m sorry. I won’t pass notes in class anymore.”


Report for Punishment will release next week with Blushing Books.

Thanks so much for stopping by! Don't forget to leave a comment telling me one thing you'll miss about summer (with your email address) for a chance to win the $10 Amazon giftcard I'm giving away. :)

Please continue to get your spank on by visiting the participating authors and bloggers below:

Friday, August 29, 2014

3 Great Upcoming Blog Hops!


Are you an author looking for some great blog hops to sign up for? Or are you a reader eager to get your hop on? Then look no further, because I'm here to tell you about three of the hottest blog hops coming up in the next few months:

1. End of Summer Spanks (Sept 5 - 7). This blog hop is hosted by Spanking Romance Reviews and Saturday Spankings. Lots of authors will be sharing snippets of their soon-to-be-released books and some will have new short stories up, all for FREE, plus there will be TONS of great prizes, including a Kindle or Nook. Mark your calendars, folks!

 

2. Fall into Romance Blog Hop (Sept 19 - 21). This one is hosted by the fabulous Jane Wakely and Romance Blog Hops. It's for all genres of romance...from sweet to spicy, so there's something for everyone! The grand prize is a $75 Amazon giftcard, plus of course all the 90+ participating authors are giving something away on their blogs too!



3. Winter Warm-Up Blog Hop (Dec 19-22). This one is also hosted by Jane Wakely and Romance Blog Hops. The winter months are cold....so why not warm up with some of your favorite romance authors? All genres of romance are welcome, and the grand prize for this one is another $75 Amazon giftcard. Don't miss this one!

Friday, August 22, 2014

Taming Princess Anna....new release! #spanking

 
Taming Princess Anna is now live on Amazon, and it will hit other e-bookstores soon. It's a novella length fantasy with a sort of medieval feel to it. It's already sitting on two Amazon top 100 lists, so a big warm thank you hug to everyone who's already picked up a copy. I really appreciate it!
 
Here's the blurb:
 
Princess Anna plans to flee the Kingdom of Iverson and start a new life across the sea, far from her cruel father and the unscrupulous cousin she’s supposed to marry. As her wedding date approaches, she escapes the castle dressed as a commoner, only to become trapped within the heavily guarded city walls. She watches the walls while biding her time on the streets, determined not to be found by her father’s soldiers. The man who captures her though is no soldier, and he doesn’t return her to the castle either.

Bronson the Hunter finds the spoiled little princess easily enough, and his only concern is getting her outside the city walls before the rebellion against King Mendel is underway, a rebellion he’s played a crucial role in. The fighting starts as he whisks the unwilling princess across the island to Cimastown, where he orders her to renounce her nobility and marry a commoner—him.

Princess Anna can’t believe Bronson the Hunter is the same servant boy she used to follow around the castle as a child. She also can’t believe that he’s grown into such a broad- shouldered, mountain of a man, or that he has no compunction about baring her bottom for a sound spanking when she gives him trouble, even on their wedding day. But just as she starts to find happiness with the firm handed husband who is determined to tame her, an old enemy of her father’s comes seeking revenge and threatens their new way of life.

 

excerpt:

“Do not be afraid, Anna.”

After a long, deep breath, she gazed at the bed, her face turning redder. “I-I don’t know what you expect of me, Bronson.”

“Relax, my sweet.” He cupped her face and kissed her again, taking his time as he explored her mouth and felt her melting into his body as he worked to rekindle her desire.

Once he’d kissed her thoroughly, he removed her chemise with a tug and stepped back to look up and down her shapely body. Her flesh was smooth and creamy white, though a spattering of freckles covered her shoulders. Her breasts were large and her dark pink nipples seemed to grow harder under his gaze. A slender waist and flat stomach tapered down to wide hips and curvy thighs. “You’re beautiful, Anna.” He gathered her close. “And you’re all mine. Say it. Tell me you’re all mine.”

Clamping her lips together, she shook her head and tried to back away. He frowned at her reluctance and knew she needed help surrendering to him. She’d softened each time he kissed her, and she’d let him touch her little cunny without fuss after he’d stroked her clit and given her pleasure. Taking pity on her nervousness, he cupped her center and ground the heel of his hand against her button until she moaned and grasped his shoulders for support. He stroked her, spreading moisture from her inner core all around her hardened nub but not quite touching it. Whimpers of frustration rose from her and she closed her eyes, gyrating her hips in an attempt to find the pleasure he was purposefully withholding.

“Tell me you’re all mine, Anna. Now.”

“I-I’m all y-yours, Bronson,” she gasped out between whimpers. Her face contorted as he finally pressed his thumb over her clit, drawing the moisture he’d gathered onto her pulsing button. Perspiration beaded on her forehead and she let loose a deep moan, her hips moving steadily against his hand.

Bronson brought her to the peak of release but didn’t allow her to fall into it, instead jerking his hand away at the last moment as her moaning intensified. Her face crumbled and her eyes opened, and the urgent gleam in her gaze spoke of her desperate longing. Turning her around, he smacked her bottom twice.

“Get into the bed, Anna, and show me what a good girl you can be for your new husband.”

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Sunday, August 17, 2014

A conversation with my husband...and an excerpt from Taming Princess Anna

 
A recent phone conversation with my husband...

 
Husband: We need to talk about something, young lady.
 
Me: Sure, what's up? (trying to sound casual while racking my brain to figure out what I could possibly be in trouble for)
 
Husband: You haven't updated your blog lately, and you have two books coming out soon.
 
Me: You check my blog?
 
Husband: Someone has to keep an eye on you. Now why haven't you been keeping up with your blog?
 
Me: (Deep sigh) Um, I've just been busy, I guess. I will blog soon. Promise.
 
Husband: All right then. I'll be watching.
 

Yikes. Well I guess I'd better get back to blogging! I do have two books coming out this week with Blushing Books, Taming Princess Anna on 8/19, and Report for Punishment on 8/23, so how about a snippet from Taming Princess Anna? I don't have the final cover to share yet, but I got a peek at it and it's gorgeous!
 

excerpt:

“Booking passage on a ship isn’t a possibility,” he said, sitting straighter.

“Why not?” That was still her plan. To leave the Kingdom of Iverson and start a new life far away from the shame of her family’s cruel reign and the accusing eyes of the people. She doubted she’d be able to fit in anywhere on the island, even if she married Bronson and became a commoner.

“Travel on the seas is dangerous, little dove, and passenger ships do not sail into the ports here. Not anymore. Merchant ships are full of hard men and you’d probably be the only woman on a ship for months until you reached your destination. I won’t allow you to leave the island. It’s too risky.”

She bristled and her jaw clenched. Perhaps his words held some truth, but that didn’t mean she liked it, and she certainly didn’t like the fact that he was ordering her around as if they were already married. She gulped past the dryness in her mouth and glared at him, hoping she appeared more angry than afraid.

Bronson smiled, a kind smile that softened her insides despite her annoyance with him, and he brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. He maintained his grasp on her chin, his body pressed close to hers. Her heart beat faster and the tingly warmth returned, this time pulsating between her thighs. The feelings confused her, because she felt like she wanted Bronson to hold her closer. Tighter. It didn’t make sense though. How could she want him when she hated him? He planned to keep her on the island against her will. How could she not despise him for foiling her plans?

“I cannot marry you, Bronson, just as I cannot stay in the kingdom. I will find a ship that’s sailing far away and I will book passage.”

“No.” He released her chin and gathered her closer.

His arms surrounded her, and warmth seemed to radiate off his body. She resisted the urge to lean into him and snuggle her cheek against his chest, or against the dark stubble covering his chin. “You cannot stop me," she said. "Come this time tomorrow, I’ll be gone.”

“Come this time tomorrow, you’ll already be my wife.”

Anna felt the blood drain from her face. She struggled in Bronson’s hold, desperate to escape. “Let go of me! I’m leaving right now!”

He pulled her onto his lap and captured her hands when she tried to claw at his face, easily subduing her. “Anna, you will stop this nonsense right now.”

Ignoring him, she dug her nails into his wrist, forcing him to readjust his grip on her hands. All the while, she continued to thrash and tried to flail herself off his lap.

“Anna,” he said through clenched teeth, “this is your last chance. Settle down or I’ll make you settle down.”

Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew she should stop her antics, but she was too angry and too far gone to listen to reason. With all her strength, she fought Bronson and didn’t stop until he’d carried her to a fallen tree, sat down on it, and flipped her over on her stomach. He held her over his lap as if he intended to chastise her. She froze for a moment, not quite believing.

“Anna, as your husband, I will not put up with your temper tantrums.”

“I was not having a temper tantrum!” She tried to slide to the ground, but he pressed a hand to her lower back and held her in place.

“Yes, you were having quite the little fit.” He cupped her bottom and she gasped at his touch.

“Let me up, Bronson.” Her voice came out strained and raspy. She was breathless from her struggling. Fear and disbelief twisted her insides. Perhaps he was just playing around. She could only hope.

“I will be happy to let you up, Anna, but not until I’ve given you the sound thrashing you so richly deserve.”


blurb:

Princess Anna plans to flee the Kingdom of Iverson and start a new life across the sea, far from her cruel father and the unscrupulous cousin she’s supposed to marry. As her wedding date approaches, she escapes the castle dressed as a commoner, only to become trapped within the heavily guarded city walls. She watches the walls while biding her time on the streets, determined not to be found by her father’s soldiers. The man who captures her though is no soldier, and he doesn’t return her to the castle either.

Bronson the Hunter finds the spoiled little princess easily enough, and his only concern is getting her outside the city walls before the rebellion against King Mendel is underway, a rebellion he’s played a crucial role in. The fighting starts as he whisks the unwilling princess across the island to Cimastown, where he orders her to renounce her nobility and marry a commoner—him.

Princess Anna can’t believe Bronson the Hunter is the same servant boy she used to follow around the castle as a child. She also can’t believe that he’s grown into such a broad-shouldered, mountain of a man, or that he has no compunction about baring her bottom for a sound spanking when she gives him trouble, even on their wedding day. But just as she starts to find happiness with the firm handed husband who is determined to tame her, an old enemy of her father’s comes seeking revenge and threatens their new way of life.



Look for Taming Princess Anna on Tuesday, August 19th!

Friday, August 1, 2014

Home from vacation...and a new release coming soon!


I feel completely disconnected from everyone right now! I've been away for a large chunk of July, and while I've had Internet on my phone (on most days), I still haven't been around much. The good news is...I'm home and ready to get back into my normal routine!

Also, I have a new fantasy novella coming out on August 19th with Blushing Books called Taming Princess Anna. I should have the final cover ready to share soon, but until then, here's the (unofficial) blurb:

Princess Anna plans to flee the Kingdom of Iverson and start a new life across the sea, far from her cruel father and the unscrupulous cousin she’s supposed to marry. As her wedding date approaches, she escapes the castle dressed as a commoner, only to become trapped within the heavily guarded city walls. She watches the walls while biding her time on the streets, determined not to be found by her father’s soldiers. The man who captures her though is no soldier, and he doesn’t return her to the castle either.

Bronson the Hunter finds the spoiled little princess easily enough, and his only concern is getting her outside the city walls before the rebellion against King Mendel is underway, a rebellion he’s played a crucial role in. The fighting starts as he whisks the unwilling princess across the island to Cimastown, where he orders her to renounce her nobility and marry a commoner—him.

Princess Anna can’t believe Bronson the Hunter is the same servant boy she used to follow around the castle as a child. She also can’t believe that he’s grown into such a broad-shouldered, mountain of a man, or that he has no compunction about baring her bottom for a sound spanking when she gives him trouble, even on their wedding day. But just as she starts to find happiness with the firm handed husband who is determined to tame her, an old enemy of her father’s comes seeking revenge and threatens their new way of life.


Now...who wants to help me unpack and do all our vacation laundry so I can get back to writing? :)