Today Stevie Macfarlane joins us to talk about her recent release "The Trouble with Abby," but before we delve into the details of the book, I wanted to ask Stevie a question.
A recent blog post and poll
explored whether readers thought that the mainstream publishing industry’s
reluctance to include spanking scenes was an unnecessary capitulation to
political correctness. Given the success of your books and others like them
where spanking is part of the action, it’s obvious that these themes are still
popular with readers. Why do you think
that today’s modern woman still enjoys reading about women being sexually
dominated? Do you think some women secretly long for this? Is it escapism? Or
is it a bit of both?
Obviously I can’t speak for all women, but here’s my take on
it. What a woman enjoys reading or what
turns her on isn’t necessarily something she would enjoy in real life or even
tolerate. I was in a high pressure job
at one time, making decisions and judgment calls that could critically impact
someone’s life. It was tough and I did
it for twelve years. When I got home all
I wanted was to kick my heels off and be taken care of. Of course with children and a home to run
that’s not always possible but I can see why it’s appealing to women. A dominant man who will fix everything, make
decisions, letting you off that speeding train for a while is sexy as
hell. As women we do it all, fought for
the right to do it all and now maybe we long for someone to take some of that
off our shoulders, even if it’s only a fantasy in a novel. Escapism?
Hell, yes, take me away.
I wholeheartedly agree with Stevie on this. Spanking Romances deliver fantasies in a world that can hammer us down in its daily grind. They are meant to introduce us to new places and characters and take us away for a while.
Excerpt:
Abby slipped on a
pair of black thong panties, shimmied into a pair of black pantyhose, mumbling
under her breath as she cupped both of her bottom cheeks gently and did an
uncomfortable little dance. Finally, she
stripped them off, kicking them away as she looked over her shoulder and
studied her ass in the mirror. Still red
and slightly puffy, she was surprised to find no bruises of any
consequence. How it could hurt as much
as it did and not be black and blue, she wondered, scowling as she bent to get
a better look.
Apparently the man
was a pro at this sort of thing, she softly mumbled under her breath.
Connor smiled and
enjoyed the show. Carefully she smoothed
lace-topped thigh-high stockings up each of her legs, giving him a lovely view
of her well-punished bottom. Her breasts
were still free, bouncing slightly with each movement, and when she covered
them with a black lace bra he sighed in disappointment, even though the bra
left little to the imagination.
The olive,
butt-hugging mini skirt that was lying at the foot of the bed was returned to
the closet and replaced by a rust-colored suede one that was slightly longer
and more flared. Pulling a black
cowl-necked sweater over her head, she lost her balance for a moment and bumped
against the dresser with a squeak.
“Prick,” she said
softly, looking at Connor’s sleeping body.
“Oh, so you are
speaking to me today,” he said, shocking her.
“I thought you were
asleep,” she snapped, pulling her hair free and picking up the brush.
“Obviously,” he
replied, sitting up and stretching.
Abby quickly
brushed her hair with long wincing strokes and tossed the brush on the
dresser. Her hands gathered the mass and
began braiding, her nimble fingers weaving an intricate pattern.
Connor rose from
the bed, towering behind her and watching her in the mirror. Wrapping his arms
around her waist, he breathed in her scent.
“Why don’t you let
me take that pretty outfit off you and we’ll go back to bed for a little
while?” he asked, cupping her breast and tweaking the nipple.
“I’d rather have a
root canal,” she said, smiling sweetly at him in the mirror as she tied off her
braid and swung it behind her, slapping him in the jaw.
“Really you don’t
even need to get undressed,” he said swatting the braid away. “All you have to do is bend over and let me
slide that thong over,” he whispered, pushing his erection against her bottom.
“Connor, you’ve got
a better chance of seeing God,” she said, picking up her earrings and sliding
them in her ears. “In fact, if you don’t
let me into the bathroom, you just might,” she continued, elbowing him in the
ribs to back him up.
Connor grunted and
stepped back.
“You’d shoot me?”
he asked, grinning cockily.
“You found my gun?”
Abby gasped, spinning to face him as the color drained from her face.
“You really have an
appalling lack of faith in my abilities,” Connor replied dryly. “Of course I found it.”
Blurb:
Abigail Steven's life changed the moment she woke up in
Connor McCabe's bed. The former Navy Seal has his own code of conduct, and is
hell-bent on teaching Abby a thing or two about proper behavior, for her own
good, of course. Abby thinks the bossy, overgrown G.I Joe is gorgeous. He made
her heart flutter and her knees weak, but she is perfectly capable of taking
care of herself. After all, she has a black belt for cripes sake.
Connor disagrees and has no problem pulling her over his
knee for a little convincing. Adjusting a naughty female attitude is right up
his alley. When trouble comes to The O'Malley family, Abby and Connor suddenly
find themselves up to their necks in danger. The women need a hero, but who
will it be?
About the Author:
Stevie MacFarlane lives in rural upstate New York with her
family. When not cooking for her large
family she can be found curled up with a good book or writing her heart
out. She currently has eleven books
published and you can find them on Blushing Books, Amazon, Barnes & Nobel
as well as other popular sites. You can connect with Stevie in the following
ways and she loves her hear from readers.
Email: www.steviemacfarlane@aol.com
Enjoyed reading this Kathryn and Stevie. That's a great question and I agree with your answer.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations on the release Stevie! Loved the excerpt,. She is asking for another spanking lol
Hugs
Roz