Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Guest Post - 10/18/16 - Lilly Blossoms by Maggie Ryan #Historical #VictorianRomance

Today Maggie Ryan is visiting to share an excerpt from Lilly Blossoms, Book Three in her Lessons in Submission series.


He looked down when he felt her head lift from his chest. "I'll try to explain but first I must ask you to make me a promise."
"All right."
"No, don't agree so quickly. What I'm about to share with you is to remain between the two of us. This is the sort of promise that, if broken, would not only destroy the trust I have in you, but might have the power to hurt others. People like Rachel and more that you don't even know." He watched as her nose crinkled and without thought moved his hand to pat against her backside. "And, little one, if that promise is broken, I would find it necessary to turn you over my lap and give you a lesson."
Her eyes widened, their green growing a bit darker. "A very tangible lesson?"
"Yes. I assure you that by the time I let you up, your little bottom would be burning and you'd find it very uncomfortable to sit down." He waited, ready for her to jump up and tell him to go to hell but praying that she would remain exactly where she was. His heart filled when she nodded.
"I understand, and I promise not to speak of anything we discuss. I swear it."
He patted her bottom again, not to give her a warning, but because the feel of her soft globes against his palm just felt right. "I believe you. Rachel is actually one of Miss Summers's students."
"Why would she go to school? I mean, yes, she does look very young but… well, when that man untied her bloomers… um, I saw…" He adored the flush that suffused her cheeks and the fact that she couldn't quite seem to get her words out.
"You are right. She is actually a year older than you." He saw her disbelief and chuckled. "Yes, I assure you she is. I attended her birthday party only a few months ago. As I already told you, the man you saw is not her father, but is her papa—again, by choice. Rachel, is also not my niece by blood, but one by choice. The students here are all of legal age and are all here by choice. Some have agreed to attend at the behest of their fiancĂ©, or even a few attend though they are already wed. And occasionally, a woman will find her way to this school on her own, hoping to find the sort of man who is seeking the type of woman they desire to be."
"What do they desire?"
"Submission." He paused again, allowing her time to consider his answer, knowing it was a subject few people ever even considered. 


Beauty isn't perfection—it is the ability to see beyond the flaws.

Victorian England is not kind to those born without privilege, and yet Lillian Lancaster has made a home for herself and a scrawny feral cat. Lilly is happiest working in the gardens, knowing she can never match their beauty. She is one of the flower-girls on the streets selling the bouquets she makes with love for mere pennies. When her very livelihood is threatened by what was intended as a kindness, she assuages her conscience by crawling through the hedge and taking only what she needs to survive. On the day her presence is threatened to be discovered, she takes refuge in an oak tree and witnesses a scene that will change her life.

The moment Phillip Carrington sees Lilly hidden in the foliage, he is intrigued. The moment he holds her, he is captivated. The moment she gives him her trust, he knows he wants to spend the rest of his life convincing her that she is the most beautiful bloom in the garden.

Will his love be enough to teach this young woman that her past does not need to keep her trapped in fear? Will learning what happens behind the etched-glass doors of the special school run by Miss Eleanor Summers frighten her, or will it let her see that what she perceives as flaws are actually to be viewed as part of the beautiful soul that lives inside her? Will she place her trust in Lord Carrington and, with the gift of her submission, allow him to lead her away from the darkness?

Lilly Blossoms is the third book in Maggie Ryan's bestselling Lessons in Submission series and yet it can also be read as a stand alone.

Disclaimer: This is a book based in the Victorian era and includes the dynamic of age-play. It includes the spanking of adult women and explicit sexual scenes, including anal play. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

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#1 International and award winning best selling author for Blushing Books.  I write both contemporary erotica and historical spanking romances.  I enjoy writing about characters that enjoy the provocative D/S lifestyle of today’s times as well as taking a step back into the past to write stories that take place in the Victorian era with age-play as a theme. 
I live in the great Lone Star state with my wonderful husband.  I have always loved reading.  Growing up in a family with four children, it was difficult finding a place to be alone.  I was probably one of the squeakiest clean girls on the planet as I would spend hours in the tub so I could read without being bothered.  It wasn’t long before I began to make up my own endings to the books I was reading.  From there, it just seemed natural to begin writing my own stories.
I never try to restrict myself to any one genre because there are just too many delicious possibilities out there and inside my head.  I admit to being somewhat of a romantic though as my stories always must have a great deal of love, passion, corporal discipline and, of course, great, mind-blowing sex.  I want my readers to be able to see, hear, feel and know the characters that I’m creating as well as I do when I bring them to life and transfer their stories to paper.  I want my women to be strong of character but also strong enough to know that submission given in love and trust to your partner does not make you weaker, it makes you far stronger.    I want my men to be sexy, strong, demanding alpha males who know how to take what they want while acknowledging it is a gift they have been blessed with by the women that have chosen to submit to them.  I want there to be no doubt that they truly would die for the other no matter how others might view their relationship.

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Lilly Blossoms (Lessons In Submission, Book Three)

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

#WIPitUP Wednesday - 10/12/16 - Learning to be Little - Kelly meets a gentleman #Ageplay #BDSM

WIP: Work in progress.  WIP it up Wednesday is a hop where writers share portions of the project they're working on with readers.  I really like the idea because it allows me to share something that's still in the creative stage as well as work behind the scenes as a prompt to keep me writing.

The WIP I've chosen to share today is tentatively titled "Learning to be Little: Kelly's Story."  It is a story about Kelly Franklin's first immersion into BDSM with a Daddy Dom. It begins in the present directly after "A Dom's Dilemma" then slips into her past before returning to the present again. It's my first attempt at an age play story, but I hope it will provide a lot more insight into Kelly's character. Though the manuscript is still in edits at this point, I decided to begin sharing snippets of my first draft, beginning with the start of Kelly's nightmare.

The mock cover I used for Camp NaNo
I'm continuing where I left off last time. As an only child born to two only children, a young and precocious Kelly Franklin seeks out her Daddy whenever something frightens her. Unfortunately, her Daddy isn't available to soothe her and two strange men were hurting her mother. Scared, Kelly remains as quiet as a mouse in her parent's closet until the police pull her out. Twelve years later, Kelly still suffers nightmares from that time and finds herself walking the streets. Her spirit unbroken, Kelly greets her new "customer" with well-founded suspicion and a bit of an attitude that could earn her a swat from him if she isn't careful.

The man, whom Kelly quickly suspected was a true gentleman, would be her fourth customer, if he chose her. Dressed in a stylish, black woolen coat, which he'd left unbuttoned despite the cold, revealing a trim waist beneath a muscular chest, he cut a rather dashing figure. Though no judge of fashion, Kelly thought his vest and suit looked expensive, his nails were well-manicured and his dark hair had a touch of gray at both his temples. When he approached her, she had to crane her neck back to see his face, since he stood at least a foot taller than she did. Used to men testing out the merchandise with a squeeze or two before they bought, Kelly was surprised when this man made no effort to touch her or even ask what she charged for her services. Instead, he took a single step back and inquired in a cultured voice, "How old are you, young lady?"
"What's it to you?" Kelly snapped back. Yeah, she really had to learn how to be more gracious, but she wasn't in the mood. Her feet hurt, she was hungry, and her cheeks felt like ice.
"Answer my question," he directed, and the frown on his face puzzled her. The man clearly wasn't drunk and he appeared to be well off. So why was he trolling the streets looking for a whore? And why did he appear so stern all of a sudden?
"I'm nearly nineteen, if it pleases you," she answered with a slight rise to her chin. She wasn't a child, though, right then, he made her feel like one.
His mouth relaxed into what almost appeared to be a smile. "It does, as a matter of fact. In spite of the garishness of your makeup, you appear much younger. Have you taken your evening repast, yet?"
Had she taken what? Who was this guy and why did he talk as if he'd just stepped out of an historical romance novel? Not that she'd read all that many, of course.
Despite his gentlemanly manners, this potential customer made her uncomfortable for some indefinable reason. Unsure if she wanted to go anywhere with him, she unsuccessfully tried to suppress a shiver and said, "I'm not the sort who steals or take things, so don't look to me for an evening repast, whatever that is."
The frown promptly returned as he removed his woolen scarf and wrapped it around her neck, then turned her so his back sheltered her from the worst of the wind. "You are inadequately dressed for this weather. Is that the best coat you own?"
"No. I left my mink at home. Sorry. Who knew I'd need it tonight?
"Your impertinent attitude is far from conducive for social intercourse, young miss. You should amend it at once by showing proper respect to a gentleman who merely wishes to offer you aid."
Grateful for the additional warmth, Kelly drew his scarf closer and caught a faint but pleasant scent of wood smoke and lime even as she gave an unimpressed shrug. "Whatever."

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MFRW Book Hooks - 10/12/16 - Acting Lessons - Kate calms Peter down #MFRWHooks, #MFRWAuthor

Splendorous things can happen when the mind and body are in tune.

This material is NSFW (Not Safe For Work). If you’re not over 18, please explore elsewhere.

Welcome back to Book Hooks, a regular Wednesday feature! In this blog loop, we hope to provide you with some tantalizing tidbits in our books.

My submission for this week's Book Hooks is from my 5th novel, Acting Lessons.

He was a strict and demanding college professor turned professional director who excelled at giving acting lessons.  She was his shy and uncertain former student who became a professional actress under his tutelage.  They fell in love, married, and won two Tony Awards before tragedy struck and a simple kiss ripped them apart.

After a six month separation, Peter Thorton decides to take matters into his own hands by making his famous wife, Kate, an offer she wouldn't refuse.  Plainly put, he wants her back and he intends to do whatever is necessary to achieve his goal, even if it means giving his stubborn, willful leading lady a daily reminder over his knee that she promised to obey him.

In this scene, which occurs in chapter six, Peter Thorton has just finished making love to his wife, Kate, when she realizes they didn't use protection. What stuns her most is Peter's revelation that even though their divorce paperwork was filed and considered final in two days time, he ascertained they would be still legally married if they made love, yet neglected to mention his discovery before he claimed her again. When she let him know her thoughts on the matter, he stormed off. In some ways Peter is more of a shrew than Kate, but she is well acquainted with his temper and knows nothing will get resolved until he calms down a bit more. At the moment, he's chewing out his personal secretary in the hallway while Kate watches from an upstairs balcony.

             "I am seriously thinking of having you contact them and retract your acceptance."
            "If that is what you want, sir, I will call them at once."  William assured.
            Peter ran his fingers through his hair and growled with frustration.  Kate remembered that growl well, having been on the receiving end of it many times herself.  Peter wanted to lash out in fury at someone, but held back, knowing if he gave in to his desire he would only be making William his whipping boy.
            "Peter…?" Kate called down to distract her husband.
            He spun on his heel and glared up at her.  "Are you ready to leave?" he demanded, striking out with his voice.
            Reining in her own temper, she gave him a nod.  "Yes."
            "Wait there.  I'll be right up to get you."  He turned back to William.  "Bring the car around.  We need to leave now, but you and I will talk more about this later.  I am not pleased, William.  Not at all."
            "But, Mr. Peter," Consuelo pleaded, "William only--"
            "Consuelo," Peter snapped, whipping around to face the woman who'd been like a mother to him for three years.  "Stay out of this.  Your guilt is bringing this disaster to William's attention.  He is the one who made the mistake of sending in a response without my permission.  Not you.  So, unless you wish to be called on the carpet along with him, I suggest you return to work."
            "Yes, sir," she replied in a near whisper, then glanced up at Kate with tears in her eyes before she bent her head and returned to the kitchen and pantry.  Kate would have to find out later what Peter had been so upset about, in the meantime, however, she had an angry husband to placate.  Though she couldn't be positive, she suspected he was reacting way out of proportion because of their argument.  His temper had indeed grown worse over the past six months.
            "Well?" Peter inquired, facing William again.  "Have you another bomb you wish to drop on me?"
            William opened his mouth, frowned, and said, "No, sir."
            "Then go do something useful for a change, and get the car.  You'll drive."
            "Peter…," Kate sighed, her temper tantrum seeming insignificant when measured against his.  Kate didn't think he could hear her, but he glanced up, met her gaze, then dropped his shoulders as though making a conscious decision to calm down.
            "William," Peter called.  When William turned he said, "I understand you thought you were being helpful, but please don't ever do anything like that again without consulting me first."
            "Yes, sir," William answered before stepping from the entryway to get the car.
            With his spine rigid and primed for battle, Peter climbed the stairs toward Kate while he wresteld his anger back under control.  When he stood before her, she recognized all-too-well the repressed fury behind the stiffness in his posture.
            She laid a hand against his chest, and his brows furrowed.  "You do realize you just took William to task for something you did yourself only a few minutes ago, don't you?"
            He scowled.  "I did not."
            She nodded.  "Yes, you did.  You made a decision for me without consulting me first.  So, I don't understand how you can rake William over the coals when you're guilty of the same crime with your wife."
            "What happened between us was totally different."
            "How so?" she asked, tilting her head to gaze at him as she continued to rub her hand across his chest in slow, soothing strokes.
            He took a deep breath.  "You would have been cognizant of the stipulation if you had done as you were supposed to and read the documents.  I was blindsided by William's concession on my behalf."

Though Kate knows Peter was wrong to do what he did, she also knows he never does anything without a purpose. The question in her mind is whether he feared he'd lose her if he told her the truth first.
M/F, DD and a staged production of Kiss Me, Kate.

If you're 18 or older, you can read the first three chapters at Acting Lessons

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Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Guest Post - 10/11/16 - Indebted Heart by Measha Stone #BDSM #EroticRomance

Today I've got Measha Stone here with book three of her Windy City series. But before we get into the meat of the story, I asked her if she believed in Prince Charming. Romance authors often embrace the concept, but not the reality. 

She said, "Yes! Everyone’s version of what he looks like is different, but he’s out there.  For some, he’s an Alpha male that won’t give an inch and is unreasonably strict, to other’s he writes poetry and sings her sonnets- and anything in between. I lean toward the relentless Alpha myself, and have been lucky in that department."

She's a girl after my own heart.


    He wasn't asleep. He was standing in the middle of the room, exactly where she had stomped away from him, holding his belt in his right hand. Her eyes darted to the loosely hanging leather at his side and then his expression. Dark. Extremely dark. His lips were pursed his jaw set tight, and his eyes fixated on her with a sternness she hadn't believed him capable of until that moment.
    "Uh-um." She stammered standing just outside the bathroom staring at his hand that was swinging the belt and casually tapping it against his leg. "Uh." What was wrong with her? Why couldn't she get a full word out, and why wasn't he saying anything?
    "I think I've been pretty patient. I haven't demanded anything. I haven't encroached on your plans, have I?" His voice held steady, no tremor or indecisiveness to it. 
    She swallowed. "Well. No, not really."
    "I haven't told you what to do, what to wear, where to go, anything like that?" He took one step toward her and her stomach twisted.
    "Not really." She had to be honest. Other than his lines of questioning he hadn't really made her do anything. Other than making her leave her apartment, which she had to be honest, wasn't exactly the worst thing. 
    "Yet, when I try having a conversation about your health, your wellbeing—you feel it's respectful to blow me off and stomp away. Slamming doors." His tone didn't waiver, but the volume had lowered. She found herself holding the hem of her shirt with both hands, and twisting the fabric with her fingers.
    "Not when you say it that way," She tried a smile, a little humor. It didn't faze him or deter him, he took another step toward her. He wasn't wearing his suit jacket anymore, she noticed. His button down shirt that was neatly tucked into his beltless slacks had been rolled up at the sleeves. She wanted to bolt back into the bathroom but her feet were being entirely too uncooperative. "Alex." She sighed. "I'm sorry. I told you. I'm not good at this." His raised eyebrow told her it might not have been the best tactic.
    "Good at what? Being respectful?" The slapping of the belt against this leg became more intense. 
    "The full time submissive thing. I'm not good at it. I told you that." She really wished he wouldn't take another step. One more and he'd be within touching distance and since her feet still wouldn't obey her, she was sure he'd grab her.
    "When we talked about us becoming a couple, us doing this, I told you I would help you with that." He reminded her with a calm in his voice. He looked upset yes, irritated even, but not angry. Not out of control anger. She knew he was in complete control of himself, and even her with the way he kept looking at her. It was as if running wasn't an option, her feet understood that before her brain did, apparently. The bastards.
    "Well, yes. I remember." Her answer came softly. He had said that, and she had agreed. She had always enjoyed the submissive side of herself. Not just sexually. She'd had enough play time at the dungeons to know she loved the kiss of the flogger, but it was when the scene ended that the real cravings began. She'd seen couples at the parties, even at Top Floor. The caring between the partners, the love, and respect the dominants showed their subs, and it was reciprocated. That's what she craved. The dominance that continued after the flogging.
    And here it stood. Right in front of her holding a leather belt. 
    "Have you ever been spanked, for punishment?" He asked, not moving toward her any more.


Alyssa Sanders has taken care of herself since she was too young to do so. But she’s all grown up and ready to get her life on the right track.  She heads to Chicago with her life savings and a few prospects. She expects to get a job, find an apartment and get on her way of settling down. What she doesn’t expect is to find her new boss not only severely attractive and Dominant, but the son of an old friend.

Alex Trebelli would do anything for his father, so when he’s asked to escort an old friend’s daughter to dinner he doesn’t hesitate to agree. Except the daughter isn’t the small town young woman his father described. She’s all grown up, full of beauty and curves, and a submissive nature that draws out his dominant side.

When Alex explains he won’t be her friend, he can’t just be her friend, he wants more, he wants to be her dominant, her boyfriend, she has to decide if she’s going to take the leap. She’s never been good at a full time D/s relationship, but Alex makes her feel safe and secure. She finds him easy to be with, even when he’s being overprotective and bossy.

Can she manage to put aside her fears of failure, and self-doubt and give them a real chance, or will she chose the safer route and keep clear of his sexy smile, and dominant ways?

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Measha Stone lives in the western suburbs of Chicago with her husband and their children. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, and graduated Summa Cum Laude with a degree in Creative Writing from Southern New Hampshire University. Her vanilla writing has been published in the online magazine efiction and the DuPage Writers Group annual journal Possibilities. When she’s not writing, she’s reading and spending time with her kids- who are just as creative and crazy as her.

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Saturday, October 8, 2016

#SatSpanks - 10/8/16 - Past Interference - Trust doesn't come easily #DD #Spanking

Sometimes you have to break the rules to get what you need.

Reading this material at Work could get you spanked.

Welcome to the Saturday Spankings blog hop.  My stories are all M/f with the dominant male determined to protect the woman he cares for and loves, or grows to love, by doing whatever it takes to ensure her safety and continued health.  This includes administering a spanking when she needs one.  

My submission for this week is an excerpt from my new spanking novella in the Corbin's Bend series, Past Interferencethe sequel to A Simple Misunderstanding.  It used to be available only as part of the Love in the Rockies anthology, but is now being sold as a single release.

In this scene, which occurs in Chapter Six, Eleanor Benson (Elly) has made more than a few mistakes, one of which results in her throat being injured when she experiences another run in with her ex-husband.  Having been cleared by the doctor to talk, Elly hesitates to talk through her issues with Jerry. Rather than push her he says he'll go back to work, but she knows it won't get any easier with time, so she calls him back saying postponing their discussion will only make her more nervous than she already was. So, Jerry offers to call into work then get them both a couple of drinks so they can talk undisturbed. Elly thinks that's a good idea until Jerry tells her he discussed Elly's uncertainties over with her doctor and was given the advice that showing was better than telling. 

Elly frowned. “What does that mean — exactly?”
“It means that until I prove to you how Arthur and I differ, you’ll continue to fear the unknown.”
“You’ve already demonstrated your differences.”
“Not in the way that clearly matters to you.”
She shifted a little on the couch. “I don’t think I understand.”
“I think you do, but why don’t you tell me what scares you the most about giving me your vow of obedience?”
She shrugged and took another sip of tea.
“Are you afraid I’ll abuse your trust in some way by asking you to do something you don’t want to do?”
Uncomfortable with the direction this conversation was taking, Elly briefly considered redirecting the discussion to a safer topic, then bit her lip and answered honestly. “A little, I guess. I’m afraid you’ll use my promise to convince me to try something I don’t want to do.”
“Like what?”


Aware that Jerry and Marcus were friends, Elly is still uneasy over the fact that Jerry discussed her issues with the doctor treating her.

M/F Domestic Discipline in Colorado.


Valentine's Day in Corbin's Bend.  As Elly Benson readies herself for her second wedding, the doubts and misgivings of any new bride-to-be are exacerbated by the abuse she suffered during her first marriage.

Though she's lived with Jerry Douglas for four months now, and been subject to his discipline more than once, Elly's first husband had been kind and careful with her, too, until the day she vowed to love, honor and obey him.  The lessons she's learned from the past make her doubt she can ever find happiness in the future.

Past Interference is available at the following locations.
I also have a page on my web site where I am offering a sample of the first two chapters. If you're interested, visit either the Spanking Romance or Past Interference page in the Over 18 section of my website.

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