Friday, January 30, 2015

Saturday Spankings: A snippet from Big Blue Valentine #SatSpanks

Cover by Anthony Walsh (Cover Artisan)
Welcome to Saturday Spankings! Today I'm sharing a snippet from Big Blue Valentine, my erotic sci fi romance short story that releases on February 9th. This will be my second venture into self-publishing. My first self-published story, Maid to Submit, released in October.

In the following scene, Princess Minnie is talking to her best friend back on Earth about something naughty she's done...

"I squeezed a lemon slice into Zak’s dresman juice this morning, and he drank the whole cup.”


“Aklannians are allergic to lemons. It turns them blue from head to toe. Bright blue! I saw it happen once in the kitchen. One of the servants pranked another servant. It doesn’t hurt them in any way, but their skin turns blue for several days. Prince Zak didn’t see me do it, obviously, and he’s at Parliament right now.”

“Oh dear. He’s going to turn blue in front of the whole planet!”

Big Blue Valentine blurb:

It’s probably not smart to turn a powerful alien prince blue on purpose, but when Princess Minnie thinks her husband, Zak, forgot Valentine’s Day, she impulsively squeezes a lemon slice into his drink. She knows full well the effect lemon has on Aklannians. Now it’s just a matter of time before his golden skin turns a brilliant shade of blue. She plots to have him called back from Parliament so she can confess her naughtiness to him in private, but the scheme blows up in her face.

Prince Zak can’t believe someone slipped lemon into his drink, causing him to postpone his Valentine’s Day surprise for Minnie. But he’s even more stunned to discover his own wife is behind his sudden change in color. Big, blue, and infuriated, he storms through the palace halls in search of his wayward princess. She has some explaining to do.

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Saturday, January 24, 2015

Book Spotlight: The Key to Annie's Heart by Keriann McKenna and Stevie MacFarlane

Please welcome Keriann McKenna today! She's here to share a little bit about herself as well as the details about her new release coauthored with Stevie MacFarlane, The Key to Annie's Heart.

But first...a fun question. Keriann, can you tell us about a unique or quirky habit of yours?

Keriann: I don’t know if it’s unique or quirky, but I need to have my pantry and freezer well stocked and it’s not as though I’m feeding a family of eight anymore.  If I open the last of anything, I have to purchase another one as a back-up.  You’d think I lived in an isolated little cabin, however the grocery store is only a mile away.  I think this comes from living with a grandmother who canned everything as it came into season each summer.  You could live for weeks out of the cupboards in the cellar and while I don’t can my own food, my larder has to be full.
Sounds like a pretty healthy quirk to me! Thanks for sharing. :)
The Key to Annie's Heart Blurb:

To live a rancher's life in the Rocky Mountains had always been Mac's dream.  He loved his place on Fall River.  He was a success by anyone's measure, except his own.  He failed to keep his wife content to be at home, although "home" was a dream put to architectural drawings.  Too many nights she preferred to stay in town with friends rather than make the trip up the mountain.  She liked to party, and winding mountain roads coupled with too much to drink ended her life.  Could Mac ever forgive himself for his wife’s death?
In all his ways Mac was basic, even when it came to sex.  He was a standard missionary position kind of guy with an occasional variation.  That would have to change; he wanted a wife and a family—a second chance.
Annie Campbell was a busy event planner at a five star hotel in the city.  Fiercely independent, she wouldn't consider herself sexually savvy; she certainly was open to new experiences.  It had been six lonely years since her husband died.  It was time to move on and setting her fears aside, she joined an Internet dating site.
After reading what she considered to be a damn near perfect profile, she sent Mac a brief note and waited.   He had no idea just how independent she was.  She had no idea how over-protective he was—but they were about to find out.
Could Mac pull it off?  Could a country guy woo a city gal, stop researching how to please a woman, and put it into practice…and what about Annie?  Could she surrender some of her independence and learn to submit to him?  Read their story!
A contemporary western romance, The Key to Annie’s Heart is the first novel in the Fall River Ranch series.  MacDermot’s Bride, Book 2, is scheduled to be released by March, 2015, and will be followed by a prequel, The MacDermot’s of Scotland.  Each is a stand-alone novel intended for mature readers.


Annie stood there looking at his massive chest; his pecks were very well defined and his dark hair curled around the center and trailed down in a thin line toward his belt.  His shoulders were broad and his muscles looked as though they were flexed despite his relaxed position.  She wanted to run her hands over him but she could tell he was getting restless as he reached down, unbuckled his belt and whipped it out of his pant loops.  She was surprised when he didn’t toss it on the floor.  Taking a deep breath, she unbuttoned the top of his pants and eased the zipper down.  She slid her hands along his briefs, slowly pushed his pants to the floor, and knelt down to pick them up as he stepped out of them.

“Stay there,” he requested, trying not to make it sound like an order.  Considering how sweetly moist her panties had been, he really didn’t think she’d mind.  He could feel Annie’s hands trembling against his skin, yet she made no attempt to peel down his skin tight briefs.  She was on her knees and staring up at his full erection as it pulsated beneath the silk.

Oh my God, oh my good God was all Annie could think as an audible gasp escaped.

Mac chuckled.  “Do you need help?”
“No, not really…It’s just that…I’m…” Annie stammered as her trembling hands slid up his legs and she tried to bring down his briefs in one fell swoop.  That didn’t work out exactly as she’d hoped when the waistband got hung up on the huge head of his fully engorged cock.  It moved as though it had a mind of its own, and finally its head began to appear over the waistband of his briefs.
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Keriann McKenna's Bio:
Hi Readers, thanks for reading The Key to Annie’s Heart; I hope you enjoyed it and will leave a review.
I’ve been writing for most of my life.  My first love was music and lyrics and my first song was a dreadfully simple little tune about a boy I was madly in love with at fourteen.  I’m certain I drove my grandmother to distraction as I wailed this boy’s name from the piano in the living room at every opportunity…romance was in my heart even at a young age.
Later in life I developed my craft as a poet and published work in anthologies.  I still write poetry but am dipping my toes in the waters of romance, both sweet and steamy.
I was born in a small community in Upstate New York, but left as soon as I bought a decent car that didn’t require more oil than gas…I’m not kidding.  I used to pull into a service station, hand the attendant five bucks for gas and tell him to fill it up with drain oil.
I lived in Canada and the Midwest for several years before settling in the Seattle area with the love of my life.  I now live in the foothills of the beautiful Rocky Mountains near my family; I’m retired from the counseling field although I still work crisis intervention two nights a week.  I consult with and edit for other authors into the wee hours of the night, and I rescue senior dogs and give them a forever home.

Thursday, January 22, 2015

Reasonable Doubts Character Sketch - Cara Bristol visits! #spanking #romance

Please give Cara Bristol a warm welcome today! She's here with character sketches from her new release, Reasonable Doubts, the fifth book in her Rod and Cane Society series. She's also sharing the details about how you can become a card carrying member of the Rod and Cane cool is that?!?


Reasonable Doubts Character Sketch

By Cara Bristol

Name: Michael “Grant” Davis.

Age: 39

Occupation: Attorney. A new hire at Woodhue, Bernstein, Orson & Jessup.

Turning point in his life: Surviving cancer.  It aged him in some ways, but made him realize that life is too short to hold back.

What he can’t forget: The sexy woman attorney who frequents the same coffee shop he goes to. He has to find a way to introduce himself.

What he hopes for: To get to know that sexy female attorney—and to get to know his father, who abandoned him when he was a child.

Biggest secret: Donovan Woodhue, one of the senior partners of the law firm, is his father.

How he feels about spanking:  Hit a woman?  You’re joking, right?


Name: Liz Davenport, uses Elizabeth Alexander professionally

Age: 45

Marital status: Widowed

Occupation: Attorney. Founded her own firm.

Biggest secret: She’s a member of the Rod and Cane Society, an organization of couples who practice domestic discipline.

Turning point in her life: When her husband of 22 years died of a heart attack.

What she can’t forgive: Being terminated by Donovan Woodhue of her old law firm, Woodhue, Bernstein, Orson & Jessup just after her husband died.

What she hopes for: To meet an older man who is an experienced disciplinarian who can provide the loving discipline she needs to feel grounded and secure.

Her biggest fear: Dating for the first time since college.

What she thinks when she meets Grant Davis: He’s sexy, smart, and looks like he’s a few years older than she is. You can’t tell from looking, but maybe he spanks?

“Let’s go.” Grant swatted her ass. A wave of longing rolled through her like thunder traveling across an open plain. She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment and swayed. More. Please more.

But there wouldn’t be more, because Grant wasn’t that way.

Why couldn’t he be a gentleman and a spanker? Was she foolish to start a relationship with a man who could give only half of what she needed? She’d never settled before. But at the idea of walking away from Grant, a little pang shot through her.

But maybe that ache afforded reason enough to call it quits—get out now before she became more attracted, more attached. She needed a man with the confidence to take her in hand and provide what she needed without her having to ask. A head of household who provided stability, structure, and discipline. A mother-may-I guy would not fit the bill.

Grant was a nice man. A good man. They had no commitments, but eventually she would meet someone who could provide everything she needed, and she would move on. It wasn’t right to use him to stave off the loneliness or to scratch an itch. He deserved better.

“Hey…are you okay?” Grant settled a gentle hand on her shoulder, and she realized a long moment had passed since she’d agreed to leave.

Dating did not get easier when you got older. If anything, it got more complicated. She took a deep breath and turned. She didn’t want to disappoint him, to hurt him. She liked him. Enjoyed his company, his conversation, his laugh.

“I’m sorry,” she said. “I can’t do this.”

“If you’re not ready, we don’t have to. I understand,” he said.

He didn’t understand. She would not be ready, ever. Not with him. But the words to mark paid to their fledgling relationship refused to leave her lips. Why did he have to be so nice? Attractive. Sexy. Damn him!

“Why don’t we go have some tea and dessert?” he suggested.

“All right,” she agreed, because she couldn’t bring herself to ask him to take her home.

She slipped out of his sports coat and felt an instant loss of warmth. “Thank you.” She returned it, giving back more than his jacket.

“Are you sure? It’s still chilly in here.”

The only thing she was sure about was how confused she was. “I’m good. Thank you.”

Grant shrugged into his jacket, and they exited the gallery. Misery thickened Liz’s throat, but she held her head high as they strolled down the corridor. They avoided the crowded elevator for the empty stairwell. Liz started to descend the steps, but Grant stopped her on the landing. He lightly gripped her upper arms.

“Listen,” he said. “I’m attracted to you, and I want to sleep with you. But it has to be right. You were married a long time, and this is a big step. We’ll take it at your pace. I’m sorry if I came on too strong.”

He brushed his thumb over her face, and Liz realized she was crying. Her face heated with mortification.

“Hey….” He wrapped his arms around her in a hug, and she hid her face against his neck. He chuckled, a sound of such tenderness, Liz cried harder. “Sweetheart?” Grant rocked her. “Tell me why you’re so upset.”

Because she wanted to sleep with him, but she needed him to spank her. Because her emotions were stronger than she’d thought. She craved discipline, but she desired it from him. Grant had wrapped himself around her heart the way his arms fit so snuggly around her shoulders. “B-because…I don’t know. Because I’m crazy.”

“I like crazy women.”

“Nobody likes crazy women.”

“I like you.”

“Then you’re crazy.”

“See? We’re perfect for each other.”

She smiled through her tears. A measure of heartache receded, but confusion still reigned. “I’m a basket case.”

“I like baskets.”

Laughter snorted out her nose. She thumped his chest with her fist. “You’re too nice to me.” You don’t make it easy.

Or maybe she complicated the situation. She and Grant had connected. Perhaps she should get out of her own way and let nature run its course. Stop analyzing and go with the flow. Counselor, counsel thyself. Many friends had sought her advice, used her as a sounding board to work through relationship woes. She could read people and had an instinct for who would be good together. How many couples had she matched up over the years? Dozens, probably. But her life was a mess. A turmoil of conflicted emotion.

Fix me a spanking, won’t you, darling?

Some people drank to calm their nerves. Others exercised or meditated. She’d been spanked. So many times, after a grueling day at work, Otis had taken one glance at her and taken her in hand.

Spank me, Grant.

“Can I reconsider?” she asked.

“Reconsider?” he raised his eyebrows.

“I’d like to sleep with you. Tonight,” she said.

“You don’t have to do that. I can wait,” he said, but a lopsided, hopeful smile slid across his face.

She shook her head. “I don’t want to wait.”

As if he feared she might change her mind again, he hustled her down the stairs.

Reasonable Doubts Blurb:

Widow Liz Davenport assumes when she begins to date, her new man will be like her late husband--a member of the Rod and Cane Society and an experienced disciplinarian who can provide her with loving guidance she requires to feel grounded and secure. So why is she attracted to Grant Davis, an ex-Naval  JAG officer who works for her nemesis and has never spanked a woman in his life?

Events in his recent past have forced Grant to take stock of his life and try some new things. But spank a woman? He’s never considered that before, but with Liz’s coaching he’s willing to try.

But when the past collides with the present, will he be able to step up and become the disciplinarian Liz needs?

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Monday, January 19, 2015

Maid to Submit - now available on Barnes & Noble! #nook #spanking #romance

Hey everyone! Maid to Submit's stint in Kindle Unlimited expired on Amazon, so I'm pleased to report it's now available on Barnes and Noble and Smashwords for the low low price of 99 cents, and it should hit other e-retailers soon.

Maid to Submit blurb:

Ally's all dressed up and eager to spend Halloween night with her spanko boyfriend, Mark, but on her way out the door her roommate regretfully informs her that she saw Mark having lunch with another woman. Ally's heartbroken, but she's also angry...angry enough to hurl toilet paper through all the trees in front of Mark's house, among other naughty things. She doesn't plan on being caught red-handed, but she soon finds herself being tossed over Mark's shoulder and carried into his house.

Mark insists they talk about whatever has Ally so upset, and if he has to hold her captive--or spank her--until she settles down enough to listen, so be it. He informs a stunned Ally that the busty blonde he had lunch with was...his mother! Now he's got his hands full with an apologetic French maid who is very much in need of correction. He's understanding that Ally has some trust issues because of her past, but he certainly won't tolerate such naughty, irresponsible behavior from the woman he loves. He informs her that she's to endure a thorough inspection followed by a hard spanking on her bare bottom, and that's just the beginning of her punishment.

Will Mark get his errant maid to submit to an ordeal that is sure to leave her blushing?

Note: This story contains a naughty French maid who looks good in handcuffs, a no-nonsense firefighter with a twitchy palm, bare bottom spankings galore, and other erotic scenes sure to make your e-reader sizzle. Please don't buy this book if such material offends you.

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