Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Guest Post - 12/28/16 - Her Alien Commander by Ashe Barker #spanking #sci-fi #bdsm

I've got Ashe Barker on my writer's couch today and cornered her into answering a few questions about writing and her newest sci-fi release "Her Alien Commander." Below is our question and answer session.


1.       Who or what was the inspiration for Caria? Is she anything like you?
Well I’ve never joined a crew of space pirates and raided inter-stellar craft, but I might if the opportunity arose. I suppose Caria is something of an adventurer, and I’m a bit like that too. She tends to jump in with both feet, then worry about the consequences later. In Her Alien Commander she is often impetuous, but she has a streak of bloody-minded determination too, which I admire. The odds might be stacked against her, but she doesn’t give up.

2.       So, tell us a bit more about Phahlen. He’s stern and sexy, with a twitchy palm, but what else is there to know? - RS
Well, I think you just about covered the basics there. Phahlen has a strong sense of duty, and of justice, though Caria may not think so, at least not at first. He knows what he wants from her, but he takes care of her too. He saves her life at the start of the book, and it’s Phahlen who finds a solution to the problem of her criminal past. He’s always there when she needs him, though it takes her a while to appreciate his finer qualities.

3.       How many books have you written? Are they all spanking fiction?
I think I have about forty titles out now, and they are all erotic stories. Some are more BDSM themed and some are spanking/domestic discipline. At first I wrote just contemporary stories, then I started adding a few historicals as well. Her Alien Commander is my first sci-fi and I loved writing it.

4.       Why do you enjoy writing sci-fi?
Because I love the idea of playing God. I can create just the world(s) I want, set up whatever social system suits my story, and craft the most amazing characters. The usual laws of physics, time, and cultural behavior don’t count so the story-telling can be much more creative and inventive in an alternative universe. Stories which might be really controversial if written as a contemporary romance can be ‘cloaked’ in a sci-fi.

5.       What advice would you have for writers who decide to try their hand at erotica?

I’d tell them to have a go, but to have a decent thesaurus to hand. And an internet connection. Youtube is the erotica writer’s friend.

Now, on to our main attraction, "Her Alien Commander".



Excerpt:

Phahlen rolled onto his back, carrying Caria with him so she ended up draped across his torso, her legs straddling his much longer limbs. His cock was still deep inside her. He wrapped one arm around her slender back and with his other hand he cupped the back of her head. He lifted his head to kiss her hair.
“So, little human, you survived after all?”
She made a sound that might have been a snort.
Phahlen dropped a playful slap on her bottom. “Have you forgotten so soon what I told you about respect and insubordination?”
She lifted her face from his chest. “You still scared me. Shitless.”
“I know. I am sorry it had to be that way.”
“You can… I mean, you’re still…”
“Still inside you. Ah, yes, there was something I needed to mention about that.”
She shoved herself up on her elbows. “What?”
“I understand human males tend to—subside—after they’ve come. And that they can only find their release once, then they need a period of rest before performing again.”
“Yes,” agreed Caria. “That’s right.”
“Vahleans are less … flimsy.”
“Flimsy,” she echoed. “What do you mean, less flimsy?”
“I mean, we remain erect for much longer. As long as we choose to, pretty much. And after we ejaculate, our cocks actually swell and harden more, particularly at the head. It prevents us separating from our partner for a while.”
“A while?” Caria’s expression was perplexed. “How much of a while?”
He affected a shrug. “An hour or so. Perhaps longer. Of course, if I decide to fuck you some more it could take most of the day.”
“All day? You could continue to fuck me, the entire day?”
“A delightful prospect, now you come to mention it. I hope no emergency calls me away to attend to the needs of my ship. That would be a pity.”
“All day?” she parroted.
“Yes, little human. All fucking day.”
“But, I’ll get sore. It’s already… that thing in my bum…”
“Ah, yes. Allow me.” He slid his fingers down the crevasse between her cheeks until he reached her anus. He grasped the protruding end of the toy and drew it from her body. A quick flick of the control killed the humming, and he dropped it over the side of the bed.
“It can be your task to clean that off, later. Make sure you do a good job because you’d like me to use it again, wouldn’t you?”
Caria ignored his remark. She appeared to be having difficulty grasping his earlier comment. “All day?” she whispered.
“And all night. Not that those divisions mean much in space. I do intend to enjoy your company though, little human, and I think perhaps you’ve begun to realise you might actually enjoy mine.”
Caria dropped her gaze and rested her chin on his sternum. Neither spoke for several minutes. Phahlen was content to let her assimilate these new facts as he savoured the gentle pressure of her quivering pussy walls around his rock-solid cock. Unless she really was too sore to continue, he intended to roll her onto her back again and—
“Why?” Caria’s question disturbed his thoughts.
“Why what?”
“Why this, this…” Apparently lost for the correct word, she settled for squeezing her cunt around him.
“Ah, this. It’s an evolutionary device, I understand. It serves to increase fertility, maximising the likelihood of conception because it forces the female to remain stationary, and prone, until the male decides to let her go. I believe it will serve my purposes well.”
“Don’t you get bored?”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Just lying here? Don’t you get bored?”
“For fuck’s sake, little wench, you have a lot to learn about Vahlean sexuality. And your own too, I daresay. I can assure you, boredom won’t be an issue.”
“But—”
He’d heard enough, and his cock had too. Phahlen shifted, tossing Caria onto the mattress and rolling on top of her. He would have instructed her to wrap her legs around him again, but she did it before he could speak. He grasped her still bound wrists and raised them above her head, pinning them with one hand while the other roamed her breasts. His most urgent needs already met, he took his time. Phahlen explored her at his leisure, teasing her taut peaks, her soft hollows.
“Sir, please stop. Please, I can’t bear it…”
He released her nipple to look up at her. “Caria…?”
Her eyes were closed, her mouth tight. “I need to come. Now. I need you to fuck me. Don’t make me wait.”
“As you wish, little Earth wench.” He drew back his hips and speared his cock deep inside her again. “Just as you wish.”


Blurb:

After leaving Earth on what she thought would be an adventure, Caria Montgomery quickly ends up in way over her head. Captured by hostile aliens, she faces the prospect of perishing on an isolated planet until she is rescued by Commander Phahlen Verdar and his crew.

Phahlen is delighted to have a human female aboard his ship. In the years since the women of his own world were nearly wiped out by a terrible plague, taking a mate has become all but impossible for most males of his species, and he doesn’t plan to let this opportunity pass him by. His plan to claim Caria is aided by the fact that, due to the unsavoury nature of the crew of the ship on which she was travelling, she is now a wanted fugitive back on Earth.

Though Caria is initially defiant, a sound spanking on her bare bottom demonstrates her admittedly handsome future mate’s resolve. His bold dominance awakens an intense need within her, and before long she finds herself yearning for the pleasure of his masterful lovemaking. But is she truly prepared to surrender herself fully to her alien commander, or will she seek to return to Earth and clear her name as soon as possible?

Publisher’s Note: Her Alien Commander includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.


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About the Author:

USA Today Bestselling author Ashe Barker writes erotic romance and spanking romance in a variety of genres including contemporary, BDSM, paranormal, historical. ménage, gay romance and time travel. She is a #1 Amazon Bestseller and all her stories feature hot alpha males and sassy submissives, often with a lot to learn. Kink abounds, and there’s enough dirty talk to satisfy the most demanding smut lover. However dark and dirty the setting, love always emerges triumphant, and her stories never fail to deliver a satisfying happy ever after.

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Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Guest Post - 12/20/16 - Cassie's Road Trip - PK Corey #DD #SpankingRomance

The belt coiled itself through my mind taking all conscious thought.



Excerpt:

Tom wasn’t extremely angry – but he’s adamant about that darn phone. And he didn’t waste any more time as he unsnapped my jeans and pulling me across his lap. How many times has Tom spanked me? Yet that first swat makes me jump every time, he starts out too hard. He spanked steadily until I was stinging all over.
“Owww, Tom, that’s enough. Stop now,” I hissed. I certainly didn’t want to be loud. Sound-proof or not, I was worried about Lily hearing something. Tom was unaffected and he hadn’t even started talking. Tom reached to pull down my panties, but I grabbed at them whispering, “No, no!”
“Girl, what’s gotten into you?” Tom wanted to know.
It was hard to explain, but I could just feel Lily peeping through the keyhole – highly unlikely, since we don’t have a keyhole, but you know what I mean.
The feeling surely didn’t slow Tom much. I lost the panty fight quickly and he proceeded to redden every square centimeter of skin on my bottom and thighs. Big bully!  He was talking, I wasn’t listening – sorry, I know that sounds awful, but I have heard the phone lecture before. I hadn’t left it on purpose. And although I’ve heard him say that a stinging bottom helps me listen better, it can have the opposite effect. My owwwing can drown out his words.


Blurb:

There's a girl’s trip in the works. All the girls have planned and plotted for months. Everything must work out just right for them to be able to talk the guys into this trip. All is on track until Allie, of all people, lands in hot water. Cassie and Sue do their best to help her out and keep the hope of the trip alive too.

Behaving is always a struggle for Cassie. She does try but, unfortunately, there are situations–completely beyond her control, at least in her eyes, that keep landing her on the wrong side of Tom’s spanking hand. As Cassie continues to end up in trouble, there are some interesting new friends, maybe a little rougher than Tom would want her associating with, who want to help her too. . .

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I still live in the small southern town where I was born. I’m happily married and now that we have two grown children we’re learning to love the empty nest. Next year will see the end of a long and satisfying teaching career and I’m anxious to spend more time writing. I didn’t grow up with the desire to be a writer, but I did love to daydream. As a child, I spent most of my spare time, and quite a bit of time when I should have been doing schoolwork, either reading or making up stories. I was actually quite young when Cassie wandered into my head and began telling me her story. I’ve always been drawn to spanking stories, but I need a true love story with it. That’s how I see Cassie and Tom – a true love story with spanking thrown in.

Tuesday, December 13, 2016

Guest Post - 12/13/16 - Little Prim and Proper by Allison West #Ageplay #Victorian

Introduction



Excerpt:

            The gas lamp nearest the station flickered and fizzled out, basking the station in pure darkness. “What the blazes?” she said, standing and stumbling as her eyes had not yet adjusted to the newfound darkness.
            From the opposite side of the platform, a dark figure basked in the shadows of night jumped the tracks. Kathryn could not tell if it was a man or an animal, the way it moved with stealthy precision. She stumbled away from the bench and back several feet before she felt a warm set of arms cover her mouth and grip her waist, pulling forcefully against her.
            She tried to scream, to shout at him to get away from her, but the words could not find her lips, his thick palm forcing her to just remember to breathe as he covered her lips and nose. Kathryn kicked and flailed, the second man, further restraining her form. A needle pierced the skin of her neck, as the second man sedated her, forcing her body to go rigid and unable to fight back. Paralyzed, they carried Kathryn from the train to their carriage waiting just a few meters away. The drug they had injected her with made it impossible to fight back, but her mind had not been clouded or darkened. Fear swept through her insides, forcing her heart to race and her stomach to churn.



Blurb:

When Kathryn Arrington is kidnapped from the streets of Victorian England, and forcefully taken against her will, all she can do is go along with what is required of her at the Academy of Submission, until she can plan her escape.

Being dressed and treated as a little is tedious work.

When Mr. August Sanders visits the academy in search of a little bride, he sets his eyes on the alluring Miss Kathryn. Desiring her to be his little Kat, August declares he wishes to purchase her outright, for the intention of marriage. She hastily agrees so that she might leave with him. Perhaps she will find a better life away from the care of her strict nanny and the despicable Mr. Edwin.

What Kathryn hopes is a fresh start turns out to be a constant reminder of those she left behind at the academy. With the threat of harm to her family looming overhead, she must find it in herself to trust August.

Little Prim and Proper contains elements of age play, anal play, spanking, and graphic sex.

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About the Author:

Allison West is a #1 International Best-Selling Author in BDSM, Science Fiction, Victorian, and Historical Erotica. She also writes young adult novels under the name Ruth Silver.

Allison West has been inventing worlds and writing stories for years. Her favorite novels are those that leave a lasting impression, long after the final page is read. You can find more about Allison on Facebook, Twitter, and her blog “Spanking Author.” http://spankingauthor.com

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Thursday, December 8, 2016

Guest Post - 12/9/16 - Bailey's Little Adventure by Summer Graystone #Spanking #Ageplay

Today we have Summer Graystone visiting with an excerpt from her Contemporary Age Play Romance - "Bailey's Little Adventure."



Excerpt:

I wanted him to spank me, let me cry, let out all the stress and tension from the day. But this was unexpected, and it was pretty intense. There were too many emotions running through me, and I was confused.
“Fine. It’s time for your punishment then. You know what to do.”
With something like relief, I went through the ritual of moving to the side, kneeling down, and laying myself across his knees. It was always the same, and it set off the same anticipation inside me. And the same sense of safety. This was what I wanted, and this was how it was supposed to be.
When I had settled across his knees, he set one hand on my back, the other on my ass. I wiggled against him, feeling his cock pressing against my side. It seemed impossibly hard and hot, and it excited me to know I could make him feel this way.
The first hit was hard, and I winced at the sting. My skin was already tingling and this smack lit me up in a way I’d never experienced before. It was still confusing, but being spanked like this was familiar and comforting.
The next smack made me cry out, the pain sharp and intense. Then he rubbed his hand over me, caressing me for a moment.
“You know you’re my little girl, Bailey. And you need to be punished when you misbehave, don’t you?” His voice was low, just as soothing as the hand rubbing my ass.
Before I could answer, he spanked me again, and my answer turned into a gasp. As he gently rubbed my skin, I squirmed as the pain subsided from sharp and stinging into something warm and delicious—like caramel topping on ice cream, thick and sweet, running down over the cool treat.
The heat sank through me, like it always did, pooling between my legs. Instantly I was wet and as much as I wanted the spanking to continue, I was ready for what would come next.
But Ian’s hand came down on me again, quickly followed by another slap, and another. My cries went from gasps and moans of pleasure, to tears and cries. This hurt, it stung, and my tender skin felt like it was on fire. I gritted my teeth, hands clenched in fists, enduring each slap.
“Daddy, please.” I turned, looking up into his eyes. Ian blinked down at me, his hand resting on the burning skin of my ass.
“You lied, Bailey. You know the punishment for lying is this, right?”
I nodded. “Yes, daddy.”
His hand moved in a circle over my ass now, and I thought he was done with the punishment. But then I froze. I wasn’t allowed to ask him to stop. Tears sprung up again, and I looked back to his face.
“I’m sorry… I forgot…” I sniffled. “It won’t happen again.”
“You’re right. It won’t.” His hand came down once more and I burst into tears. “I’m your daddy, Bailey, and I know what’s best for you. I take care of you, don’t I?”
I nodded, sniffling again. “Yes, daddy.”
Beyond the pain, as always, was relief. The tears washed away the adult stress of my day, leaving me clean and free, allowing me space to be the Bailey I wanted to be.
“I’m sorry, daddy. I promise to be a good girl.” I wiggled in his lap, just a little, testing him. Beneath me his thighs tensed, his hips rolling up slightly. It was okay; things would be okay now.
His hand moved lower down, fingers slipping into the cleft of my ass. I wiggled harder, but his fingers stopped. This was what Ian needed: control. Too much independence from me, and he felt lost. I struggled to lie still.
“Good girl.”


Blurb:

Even though she is an adult with a full-time job, Bailey loves role-playing as daddy’s naughty little girl. Nothing is more fun than dressing like a teen and teasing her husband, who is always ready to punish her properly before pleasuring her more than she would have thought possible. When she discovers that he would like to tie her up so that she is completely vulnerable and at his mercy, she trusts him to keep her safe, even when he pushes her past her comfort zone.

But Bailey’s perfectionism makes her insecure about their relationship, and when she makes a mistake that disappoints her daddy she panics and wonders if she could lose him forever. Can he prove to Bailey that even when things get really hard, he will always be there for his little girl with the love, guidance, and discipline she needs?

Publisher’s Note: Bailey’s Little Adventure contains spankings, sexual scenes, age play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book. This book is also available as part of a five-book collection entitled Little Haven.


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About the Author:

Hi! So my name is Summer, and I’m a part time erotica author, who attends classes during the day, and writes dirty romantic erotica by night. When I’m not in school studying photography, I also work as a portrait photographer at a small local studio near the beaches of Florida.
Some fun facts about me are that I love apple martinis (I just turned 21, so I can’t get enough of them) and I love Star Wars, The Vampire Diaries, the Originals, The Walking Dead and Smallville. I’m a gamer girl too. Animals are close to my heart, and I have a 3-month-old bearded dragon named Yoda (he’s green and white) and a spaz of a dog named Nala who is a Terrier/Pomeranian mix, but I digress.
My favorite thing to do is to write sexy stories that will melt your panties off, and emotional stories that will make you cry, and rejoice when the hero gets the girl in the end.