Do it for me: #Satspanks, #SnippetSunday, #SeductiveSnS, and #Wewriwa (Advent Calendar, Day 21)

Welcome to Saturday Spankings, Seductive Studs and Sirens, Snippet Sunday, and Weekend Writing Warriors!

Today’s offering comes from Simple Gifts, the prequel to “Complicated Gifts” in Love’s Reprise (links and blurbs below). Carene Moraghan and Leila Feran, childhood bunkmates from yearly summer music camp, have remained best friends even as their paths diverged–Carene to teach junior high orchestra in a small town, Leila to head the prestigious, world-renowned Philharmonic Symphony as concertmaster and principal first violinist. They keep in touch with letters, phone calls, and visits…at least until workaholic Leila cripples her wrist with her long hours of practice and performance. Confined to a splint and unable to work or even perform basic daily tasks, she moves in with Carene during her recovery period.

Never one to shirk from duty, Carene cares for Leila and enforces her one house rule: No divas allowed. None of the posturing that comes along with being a famous musician. No spoiled tantrums when she can’t get her own way. It takes more than one spanking to convince Leila that Carene means business, but finally Leila submits. In a symbolic gesture of her submission, Leila brings her beloved Stradivarius violin to Carene and asks her to prepare the instrument for use.

“Do it for me.”

No one except luthiers had touched Leila’s instrument before. The flamed reddish-brown glaze, the delicate wood, and the craftsmanship that had cost more than Carene’s down payment for her house were all Leila’s sacred territory. Wordlessly, Carene picked up the violin, careful not to soil the priceless finish with the oil from her fingers, and hooked the soft rubber gripper feet of the shoulder rest to the body of the violin. She tilted the shoulder pad. Next she set the violin back in its open case and took out Leila’s favorite bow, twisted the screw at the end to tighten the hair, and held the cake of dark green-black rosin in her hand. She unfastened the protective cloth around the rosin and slid cake up and down the fine white horsehair. She laid the prepared bow next to the violin, her eyes never having left Leila’s face.

 

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Simple Gifts

Music.  Without the love of her life, how can Leila learn to live again?

 

Professional violinist Leila Feran is accustomed to fame as the youngest and first female concertmaster of the Philharmonic Symphony.  Driven to achieve ever-increasing heights, she injures her wrist so badly that she may no longer be able to play.  While she recovers, she moves in with her childhood best friend, a pianist and beloved orchestra teacher in a small town.

Carene welcomes Leila with open arms and only one condition: no divas allowed.  And if Leila can’t follow the house rules, she might find herself over Carene’s knee…or worse. In between arguments over physical therapy and house rules, Carene’s zero-tolerance policy regarding divas results in some old-fashioned discipline that changes into something more.

 

Will Leila and Carene’s new feelings for each other blossom into something wonderful? Or will Leila lose not just a friend, but her potential soul mate?

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“Complicated Gifts” (short story sequel to Simple Gifts)

In this short story follow-up to Simple Gifts, Leila has recovered from surgery but faces a new dilemma: Go home to her symphony or stay with her love, Carene? She assumes Carene will jump at the chance to move to the big city, but Carene is surrounded by the small-town community that has nurtured her since her college graduation. Tempers fly and feelings get hurt on both sides until they each face their worst fears.

Does love mean getting your own way? Or does love mean making sacrifices for another? Carene and Leila must choose.

“Why do you let him?” (Advent Calendar bonus post)

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, Seductive Studs & Sirens, Snippet Sunday, and Saturday Spankings! Each weekend, I showcase eight sentences of a work in progress, not-yet-published book, or a book from my list. Today, I’ll show you a snippet from Daughter of Discipline, the sequel to The Vengeance of Mrs. Claus (currently on sale for only $1.99 at Blushing!).

For those of you who participated in today’s discussion on DD (domestic discipline) and/or who are familiar with my writing, Daughter of Discipline will surprise you: a story of M/F spanking that includes a marital relationship, husband who spanks his wife, and a society in which marriage means submission. (Ah, the precursor to Bastia!)

21-year-old Claire, soon to graduate from college and blushing with her first sort-of boyfriend, struggles to accept the astonishing news of The Vengeance of Mrs. Claus: Mrs. Claus is real, Mrs. Claus spanks naughty boys and girls when they become an adult at age 21, and Claire’s own mother gets spanked by Claire’s father! Worse (in Claire’s eyes), Claire herself will be spanked once she marries.

Minelle, Claire’s loving but technologically challenged mother (Yes, that Minelle! Yes, our very own Minelle who plays the Advent Calendar and torments enjoys teasing yours truly!), struggles with her own conflicts. She loves her husband and trusts him, but his rules and spankings are starting to enrage her!

In this scene, Claire enters Minelle’s bedroom after finding out she (Minelle) was spanked–and still furious about it. Minelle calms herself down for Claire’s sake, and they have a discussion about living a DD life. Minelle and Claire’s mother-daughter relationship is the center of the book.

Oh, and our lovely Bas (and his little dog, Unique!) appear in a cameo scene edited and approved by Bas himself, as well as with input from Mick.

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“Don’t you hate it when Dad…you know?” It was hard to say who was more embarrassed, Claire or Minelle. After several choking coughs, Minelle regained her composure.

“Sometimes, yes,” she said honestly. Like right now, she added to herself.

“Then why do you let him?” Claire tried to keep her voice light. Ever since Minelle had told her that getting married would mean submitting to…that…the whole dating and marrying thing had become a great deal less attractive.

Minelle thought for a moment. “Because I love him?” she asked, as much to herself as to Claire.

Daughter of Discipline will go on sale at Blushing today (Saturday) evening. In the meantime, please enjoy The Vengeance of Mrs. Claus.

Advent Calendar players, please answer one or more of the following questions:

  1. Have you read The Vengeance of Mrs. Claus?
  2. Do you believe Mrs. Claus spanks?
  3. Would you ever let someone spank you? If yes, under what circumstances? How would that person earn your trust?
  4. Why do you think Minelle wears granny panties? (Find out in the book!)

Please note: this is an *additional* extra-credit post, and the regular Advent Calendar post will go live at 8 AM EST Saturday. Have you missed only one day in your quest for Perfect Attendance? Here’s your chance to make up your missed day! You’re welcome. 🙂

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Repentance: #Satspanks, #SnippetSunday, #SeductiveSnS, and #Wewriwa

Welcome to Saturday Spankings, Seductive Studs and Sirens, Snippet Sunday, and Weekend Writing Warriors!

The team of Alta Hensley, Cara Bristol, Jade Cary, Celeste Jones, Sue Lyndon, Renee Rose, and I brought to you Coming to Terms earlier this year. Next year, we’ll bring you a sequel titled Milestones. In my short story, you’ll get to see Karielle and Soris (from Becoming Clissine) before they became a couple. Studious Soris and temper pot Karielle can’t stand each other, but tradition and duty force them to marry and live with each other. In order to perform her duty as Dis (disciplinarian) of the household, Soris must chastise Karielle in order to bring her to rightness with Basti, their deity. Can a loving relationship be formed through pain, or will they remain locked in a loveless marriage?

One powerful muscled leg poised to run, Karielle watched her new Dis lift her hands in supplication to their statue of Basti. The bamboo rod glistened in the reflected light of the cleansing pool, and Karielle shivered underneath the thin scarlet penitent’s robe. Droplets of the holy water fell into the pool, and she held her arms close to her chest.

“Forgive me, Basti, for I have sinned and am unworthy,” she recited. She refused to believe the words she spoke, but her recent promise had been made to the entire Assembly in front of her parents. And Basti. “Punish me,” she whispered, laying her trim athlete’s body across the unforgiving wood of the disciplinary stand.

Soris, Dis of the House of Sor, raised her rod of correction to enforce the primary rule she had been taught since birth: True rightness with Basti must be purchased through tears of repentance and pain.

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Mira wants a spanking: #Satspanks, #SnippetSunday, #SeductiveSnS, and #Wewriwa

Welcome to Saturday Spankings, Seductive Studs and Sirens, Snippet Sunday, and Weekend Writing Warriors!

This week’s snippet is a peek at Desire in Any Language, my second book and possibly my favorite. Possibly. 🙂 Mira, a young adult studying abroad in Asia, yearns for the intimacy of spanking but hesitates from the grown-up commitment such a relationship requires. This is a story of coming of age, coming out, and coming to terms with a need so deep that it almost is undefinable with words.

 

And yet the human body needs touch, needs intimacy…and a part of me longs for intimacy in this way. Not lust. Love. I want to feel someone’s hand on my bottom, the striking sharp blows of flesh against flesh, straining against something bigger than me. Implacable and restraining and loving, holding me while making me cry. Someone who will let me fight against and draw away and protest, let me fight until the bad feelings are all washed away by pain and tears and the lovely warm throbbing afterward. Kisses and cuddles and stroking me as I cry with abandon. I am left to wonder if I want too much.

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Mira thought she wanted a spanking.  What she got was love.

On her own for the first time, Mira is studying abroad for her translator’s certificate.  Unfortunately, the heady excitement of dance clubs, late-night parties, and endless shopping quickly distracts her from her educational goals.  Mira’s advisor offers her private tutoring, but the combined pressures of culture and language difference threaten Mira’s progress at school.  She is unable to get her act together until she makes a discovery that horrifies and tantalizes her: in her new country, corporal punishment is a way of life.  The secret to her academic success just might also fulfill her wildest, unspoken dreams.

 

Sexy. Seductive. Dangerous. A poignant and compelling read.

Natasha Knight visits Miss Hasler: #Satspanks, #SnippetSunday, #SeductiveSnS, and #Wewriwa

Welcome to Saturday Spankings, Seductive Studs and Sirens, Snippet Sunday, and Weekend Writing Warriors!

Penelope Hasler, the brave spanked heroine of last week’s snippet, returns this week in the form of Miss Hasler, a strict but fair teacher who expects order. Naughty Natasha Knight does not take Miss Hasler seriously, much to her chagrin. Miss Hasler does not appreciate sass.

“Hold still, girl!” Miss Hasler ordered, applying the plimsoll with–it must be admitted–enthusiasm to the delicate blue silk knickers squirming across her lap.

“How’m I supposed to hold still when–owwww!” Natasha’s arms and legs flailed each time the rubber sole made contact. “Of all the ridiculous reasons for–OW! Stop it!”

“I’ll give the orders, insolent minx!” Miss Hasler shook out her weary hand and adjusted her grip on the well-worn implement before laying several additional hearty swats. While nothing satisfied her as much as taking this cheeky miss down a peg or two, Natasha’s lack of discipline made the affair more tiring than usual. “Now, march yourself into the corner and be thankful I didn’t take out my cane.”

Natasha’s chin came up, but another crack of the gym shoe sent her scurrying to the wall, both hands cupped protectively around her swollen bottom cheeks that sported angry red lines from the imprint of Miss Hasler’s weapon.

“In future, you would do best not to call your teacher a dork.”

“Even if it’s true?”

Oh, dear! The very naughty Natasha! What do you think happens next?

Penelope Hasler’s Spanking: #Satspanks, #SnippetSunday, #SeductiveSnS, and #Wewriwa

Welcome to Saturday Spankings, Seductive Studs and Sirens, Snippet Sunday, and Weekend Writing Warriors!

This week’s snippet is in honor of Penelope Hasler, a dear friend who always brightens my day. She loves a good role play and age play, and our mutual friend Tara Finnegan has volunteered to give Little Miss Penny a good spanking. Out of respect for Headmistress Blake’s eight-sentence limit, this snippet begins immediately after the spanking. I know! I’m sorry, but I don’t want to run afoul of our headmistress.

Beribboned pigtails bouncing, Penny slipped around to lay her head on Tara’s shoulder. Tara turned, cradling the girl in her arms.

“Shh,” she soothed, running her fingers through the silky hair. “You were brave, and I’m proud of you.”

Penny lifted a hand to her flushed cheek, sniffling and gulping back sobs. Bright tears sparkled unshed on dark, curling eyelashes. “Ow,” she whimpered, her other hand brushing back to rub her knicker-clad bottom before Tara enclosed both of Penny’s hands in her own.

“Be a good girl,” she admonished, and she lifted the smaller girl’s chin to rest trustingly in her palm.

Alice Gets Spanked! #Satspanks, #SnippetSunday, #SeductiveSnS, and #Wewriwa

Welcome to Saturday Spankings, Seductive Studs and Sirens, Snippet Sunday, and Weekend Writing Warriors!

On Wednesday, I announced the winners of the first-ever “Happy Spanker” award, meaning an author who contributed a great deal toward the Spank or Treat 2013 fun. Maren Smith and Alice Dark shared the award, and they were offered their choice of gifts. Maren chose to receive The Vengeance of Mrs. Claus, and Alice elected to receive a spanking. The “Evil Queen,” known for her naughty tales of F/F spanking (particularly caning!), is featured in today’s eight-sentence mini-story.

 

The setup: Previously, the naughty Emily Tilton found herself on the wrong side of our formidable Headmistress Blake. After her punishment, Irishey wrote a lively tale of Emily’s plot for revenge. Enter Miss Alice Dark, Head Girl of our naughty bunch. Alice took it upon herself to cane the errant Emily for her misdeeds, but alas! She overstepped her authority and must face the wrath of a Headmistress Blake who reserves for herself alone the pleasure of punishing girls. Poor Alice! Or shall we say, lucky Alice? 😉

 

 

 At Headmistress Blake’s awful pronouncement, Alice spread her skirts and sank to the floor in a graceful curtsy. “I apologize for having wronged you, Headmistress,” she said in a soft gasp. “I forgot my place.”

 

“Then I shall have to remind you,” Headmistress Blake answered, fingering the slender, crooked-handle cane she kept always at the ready. “Be so good as to assume the position, Miss Dark.”

 

Alice rose, stretched her supple arms, and folded herself into the hands-gripping-ankles position she had observed but rarely performed. Her lithe body folded like rippling silk, her taut leg and buttock muscles contracting as she focused on keeping her breath steady.

 

“I shall thoroughly enjoy caning you,” Headmistress Blake proclaimed, and Alice gave a delicious shudder as the woman raised her cane for the first strike.

 

(That’s all I’m allowed for this time, but if there is enough interest I may continue our Headmistress Tales next week. Hope you liked it!)

 

 

It’s almost here: Becoming Clissine, Bastia Book One!

Welcome to Saturday Spankings, Seductive Studs and Sirens, Snippet Sunday, and Weekend Writing Warriors!

Back by popular demand…Becoming Clissine!

Read the previous snippets if you’re unfamiliar with the world of Bastia, or re-read them for a refresher.

Part 1: Introduction to Bastia

Part 2: Prologue of Becoming Clissine, the first book in the Bastia series

Part 3: Clissa’s lack of repentance

Part 4: Altrea’s prayer for Clissa’s soul

Part 5: Love, the first commandment

Part 6: Forbidden pleasure

Part 7: Meeting the parents

Part 8: Mess and death

Next Tuesday, Becoming Clissine (Bastia, Book One) receives its worldwide debut! Today’s entry marks the beginning of a weeklong “Choose your own adventure” event, Bastia-style!

Before we embark on the adventure, we’ll need a grounding in rules of the Bastia storyverse. This is a totalitarian theocracy where the state church controls birth, marriage, and death. At the heart lies Bastia herself, the forbidding deity.

On Monday, I’ll introduce you to a classmate of Clissa and Destral who watches their illicit “study” date activities. You’ll get to vote for what should happen next, and each day will bring a new story installment!

At the end of next week, the person with the most daily comments (or the random winner amongst those who have commented each day, or the person with the best comments) will win either a custom-written Bastia story or an Amazon gift certificate!

For now, the groundwork for Bastian life:

The lengthy pledge of faith Bastian children learned at their parents’ knee and recited every day until they died, the Orthodoxy served as the cornerstone of all Bastian life.

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I believe in Basti, the giver of life,
who created an orthodox order for all living beings.

I believe in the natural order of man to man, woman to woman, to preserve the stability and integrity of our life as Basti decreed.

I believe that Basti walked among us, true deity and true human,
to experience the frailties of human life and restore us to rightness with her.

I believe that Basti loves all equally, regardless of their place in life, in accordance with the divine order of nature.

I believe that interfering with Bastian law
is the root of all evil and must be punished ruthlessly.

Basti created Nur and Dis, to create a society perfect in its balance of nurturing and discipline,
and in forming partnerships of Nur and Dis
we honor Basti in our daily lives.

Basti will come again to judge the living and the dead, and she will punish
those who have not lived according to Bastian law.

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Don’t stop: #Satspanks, #SnipSun, #Wewriwa, and #SeductivSnS

This weekend marks the release of Love’s Reprise, an anthology featuring the talents of Lucy Felthouse, Cassandre Dayne, Kate Richards, Olivia Starke, and yours truly. “Complicated Gifts” brings us a follow-up story to Simple Gifts, the story of an injured violinist and her orchestra teacher friend. Passionate and temperamental, Leila gets herself into trouble more often than not. But when their friendship becomes something more than romance, sweet-tempered Carene struggles with her awakening sexuality. What follows is my first-ever sex scene, in which Carene finds out she’s not always in control.

 

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“You like spanking me,” Leila cooed, but Carene was as warm and soft as molasses taffy left in the sun. She couldn’t make her jaws move. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do this?” She cupped Carene’s bottom, leaning down to kiss each part of her body. But was it Carene’s body, or was it Leila’s? Carene had lost track of who she was. She was lost in a sea of nothingness, but at the same time she felt cocooned inside Leila’s guidance. She heard a soft rumble before realizing it came from her own throat.

“Don’t…stop,” she whispered.

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Love failed the first time. Will a second chance be enough?

 

Love gets a reprise in these short stories by best-selling authors Cassandre Dayne, Lucy Felthouse, Kate Richards, Olivia Starke, and Anastasia Vitsky. All about women’s relationships with women, the romance and erotica are deep and abiding with musical interludes flowing throughout. Sprinkled with spanking, a little BDSM, eroticism, and true friendship, these stories tell of women who find love thanks to a second chance.
Anastasia Vitsky brings us a story about Leila and her lover Carene. Leila struggles to recover her career as a classical violinist, and Carene fights for the courage to ask Leila to stay. Music plays a part in Cassandre Dayne’s, “Broken Dreams,” a story about the lead singer of a rock band who finds love with her former friend, veterinarian Samantha Mason. Their deep, dark cravings are finally revealed. In Lucy Felthouse’s story, ex-best friends Eden and Janine are forced to re-evaluate their estrangement when their siblings marry. Kate Richards tells the story of pediatric Nurse Kim’s struggle to rejoin the living after the tragic death of her wife. Can Doctor Nora Riley help her learn love can come again? The only problem is that she doesn’t know if she can take a chance on love again. In Olivia Starke’s story, Broken Promises, a witch named Bet gets a second chance for love 70 years after losing her life. If she and her new lover Tabby can survive The Witch’s Curse.

Find the passion, the intimacy, and the desire among women in this anthology written entirely by women. Love’s Reprise will melt your heart on even the coolest days.

Watch the video trailer! (Warning: very naughty!)

Read the first installment in the Carene and Leila romance, Simple Gifts!

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Music.  Without the love of her life, how can Leila learn to live again?

 

Professional violinist Leila Feran is accustomed to fame as the youngest and first female concertmaster of the Philharmonic Symphony.  Driven to achieve ever-increasing heights, she injures her wrist so badly that she may no longer be able to play.  While she recovers, she moves in with her childhood best friend, a pianist and beloved orchestra teacher in a small town.

Carene welcomes Leila with open arms and only one condition: no divas allowed.  And if Leila can’t follow the house rules, she might find herself over Carene’s knee…or worse. In between arguments over physical therapy and house rules, Carene’s zero-tolerance policy regarding divas results in some old-fashioned discipline that changes into something more.

 

Will Leila and Carene’s new feelings for each other blossom into something wonderful? Or will Leila lose not just a potential soul mate, but also her friend?

Meeting the parents: #Satspanks, #SnippetSunday, #SeductiveSnS, and #Wewriwa

Welcome to Saturday Spankings, Seductive Studs and Sirens, Snippet Sunday, and Weekend Writing Warriors!

Release date for Becoming Clissine is fast approaching! Have you marked September 20th on your calendar? 🙂

We’re continuing sneak peeks of Becoming Clissine, the first book in my Bastia series that will be released on September 20th. Clissa has grown up in a world where heterosexual relationships are forbidden, and she now faces criminal charges for consorting with a boy. Altrea, the head of the Bastil (the governing body of Bastia), has Clissa listen to the charges against her before calling the assembly to prayer. Altrea reminds the gathering of the laws and regulations of their society, but Clissa remembers the principal law.

This week, we’re skipping to a new segment of the story, Clissa’s “reeducation.” In Bastia, each child is given a nurturing parent (“Nur”) and a disciplining parent (“Dis”). Children are not raised by biological parents (how children come about is a story for another snippet) but assigned to faithful couples as a reward from the Bastil. However, children who flout Bastian rule bring shame upon their entire families. (Spoiler: falling in love with a boy is one way to break the law!) If a child’s behavior is egregious enough, parental rights can be terminated. Even though Clissa is nearly twenty-one, she is handed to Soris and Karielle to be raised as their child. Their mandate? Do whatever is necessary to bring her back to Basti. Spankings and all.

In this week’s snippet, Clissa encounters the two women who will now govern her life. Meet her new parents, Soris and Karielle.

Part 1: Introduction to Bastia

Part 2: Prologue of Becoming Clissine, the first book in the Bastia series

Part 3: Clissa’s lack of repentance

Part 4: Altrea’s prayer for Clissa’s soul

Part 5: Love, the first commandment

Part 6: Forbidden pleasure

Karielle patted Clissa’s cheek again. “We’ve got a nice room for you ready at home, and we’ll help you adjust to your new life. Dis is right; we’ll be strict if you give us trouble, but you won’t want that.”

“But my Dis and Nur…”

“…are right here, and you must never speak of anyone else again.”

“But you’re not my Nur and she’s not my Dis!” Clissa broke out of Karielle’s arms, and Karielle sighed before depositing Clissa in front of Soris.

“Clie, sooner or later you will learn: you do as you are told, and calling anyone else ‘Dis’ or ‘Nur’ earns you punishment.”

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