Wednesday, November 29, 2017

#MFRWHooks - 11/29/17 - Learning to be Little - Kelly has an important decision to make #AgePlay #BDSM

She needed a savior, but she wasn't looking for a second daddy

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 newest release, Learning to be Little: Kelly's Story. It's the sequel/prequel to my only BDSM novel, A Dom's Dilemma, and Book 3 in my Unexpected Consequences series.

Cold and hungry, Kelly Franklin was down on her luck when a gentleman stepped in, paid for an hour of her time, fed her, then made a proposition she never expected, but couldn't afford to turn down.

In this scene, which occurs in chapter one, cold and down-in-her-luck, Kelly Franklin has accepted a stranger's invitation for dinner. Though she is a little taken aback when the gentleman insists on cutting up her meat and feeding her dessert, the excellent food and warm restaurant more than make up for his strange eccentricities. So, she plays along despite her unease. After dinner, he allows her to have a treat, then asks if she would like to move in with him.

Kelly frowned. He seemed harmless enough, but she didn't know him at all and he'd refused to answer most of her questions. He hadn't even told her his name, saying instead that she should call him, Sir.
When she hesitated, he leaned closer. "I want to take care of you, Kelly. You'll have your own room, plenty to eat, good clothes to wear. I will see to your every need and you will want for nothing. I will also pay for you to take classes at some point, so you will have the proper skills needed to find a job when we eventually part."
Interesting. He spoke of parting before they'd even gotten together. Kelly knew there had to be a catch, but she couldn't imagine what it could be. Looking at him, she asked, "So, are you expecting to throw me back on the streets when you're finished with me?"
His frown deepened as he glared at her. "You are never to return to the streets. Is that clear?"
She shrugged. "What am I to do for money, then?"
"Cash won't be an issue, since I will provide for you. But, if you're worried about your future, I will say that I intend to establish a trust fund for you, which you may draw upon when you turn twenty-one. You're eighteen now, so two hundred dollars a week should provide you with a nest egg of around fifty thousand dollars that I will expect you to build upon once you've got a respectable job."
Two hundred dollars this week would have kept her off the streets. So what was the catch? "Will you be sleeping with me?"
"I will see to your every need, Kelly," he repeated slowly, as if she had trouble understanding him. "Though I doubt we will share the same bed for an entire night."
"Will you at least tell me your name, sir?"
"I don't see what difference it should make, unless I adopt you, which I doubt I will, but my name is Graham White."
"Where do you live, Mr. White?"
Kelly received a firm slap on her thigh for that. Rubbing the spot he'd smacked, she scowled at him. "What was that for?"
"What did I say you were to call me?"
She swallowed. He appeared quite serious about the etiquette he wanted her to follow. "Sir."
"That is correct. I do not ever want you to refer to me by my name. Is that clear?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. I have an apartment located on Fifth Avenue near Central Park."
Kelly still thought he was still being evasive, so she asked, "What sort of restrictions would you impose on me if I agreed to live with you, sir?"
"I'm not sure what it is you wish to know."
"Okay, if I meet someone at school, can I have them over to visit at your place?"
"No, you may not. You will be taking your classes at home, over the Internet. Other than our weekly afternoon out, you should have no need to leave the apartment."
Kelly thought she was beginning to get the picture. "Will I ever be allowed to leave your side unaccompanied, Sir?"
"If you're required to be somewhere without me being present, we will discuss it at that time. Until then, I expect you to remain in my company at all times."
He intended to make her answerable to him alone. Kelly wasn't sure she liked that idea. He had been strict, but not cruel, even so….
"Is your current life so full of possibilities you have difficulty making the choice?"
She snorted. "No."
"That's a most disgusting sound. Don't do it again. It's not ladylike. So, why do you hesitate?"
"Because, sir, I don't know you, and you seem intent upon keeping me prisoner while I remain under your control."
His face immediately softened, and he smiled. "No, Kelly. You won't be my prisoner. You will be my loved and cherished daughter."

Though a part of Kelly suspects her escort has some kinky notions, the stranger's behavior remains gentlemanly toward her, despite his paternalistic tendencies. And, if he was being truthful with her, she'd certainly be better off with him than living on the streets. So, what choice did she really have?

M/F, DD and Daddy Doms.


When hunger and cold induce Kelly Franklin to accept a stranger's offer, she has no idea how drastically her life will change. Offered a chance to live the childhood she was denied, Kelly discovers a new-found freedom in allowing someone else to make all her decisions. And though it takes her awhile to fully accept the changes expected of her, by the time Kelly gleefully embraces her little girl, she is forced to re-evaluate her life.

Learning to be Little is currently available for sale at Amazon.

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#WIPitUP - 11/29/17 - A Naughty New Year - Kelly is faced with a severe punishment #holiday #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 story I've chosen to share today is  titled "A Naughty New Year, " which is part of the "Mischief Under the Mistletoe" anthology. The novella is in two parts with the first centering around a New Year's Eve party Kelly Evans and her husband Jim are throwing for their best friends Kyle and Tiffany Sinclair and the fact champagne looks an awful lot like ginger ale.

Kelly Evans is nearly six months pregnant when her Dom husband, Jim, suggests they invite their closest friends over for a private New Year's Eve party. Just a friendly get together, nothing kinky, and no champagne for either of the girls, since Kelly's friend, Tiffany, was a month along further than she was. Given it's New Year's Eve, Kelly feels Jim's no-champagne edict isn't fair, but Jim warns her if she goes against his wishes, she will be punished. Though Kelly understands Jim's reasoning, she still feels he's merely being over-protective, and as much as she loves him, a sip of champagne never hurt anyone. That is until Jim informs her she's getting the cane for her shenanigans, hoping she'll learn never to be complacent again about his promised punishments.

She shook her head now, but the tears started to flow more copiously. He knew she despised the cane. Not so much because it hurt more, though it did, but because he wouldn't be able to hold her throughout the ordeal. He'd come to realize early on that she took comfort from being held, so she detested any punishment that forced them apart. For that reason, he tended to reserve instruments requiring he maintain a certain distance between them for her more serious infractions. He chose it tonight because even though she'd practically asked permission to disobey him, she went ahead and defied his wishes due to some assumptions she'd made about his discipline. That meant she was growing more complacent about his methods. And as her Dom, he couldn't allow her to become content with his dissatisfaction.
"But I thought—"
"I understand what you thought, but you were wrong. It's never wise to assume, sugar. Who decides when and how you are to be disciplined?"
"You do," she muttered forlornly.
"Correct. So, are you willin' to accept your punishment?"
"I'm not sure. I hate the cane. It hurts more and leaves welts that throb for a day at least."
"But those marks also serve as a reminder, don't they?"
"You said you didn't mind."
"No. Again, you mistook my words. In fact, I specifically said I wouldn't be at all happy if you disobeyed my wishes, but agreed to treat the offense as a level one."
"Level ones don't require a cane," she protested, swiping at her eyes.
Jim didn't reply. He'd already made the point that this was his decision and she was attempting to negotiate a lighter punishment. She had a habit topping from the bottom and he refused to play that game, even if he were inclined to permit her leniency in this case. Still, the choice to submit was hers. He'd never force her to accept discipline from his hand. They had a partnership, and she had to be a willing participant in her punishments, even when she didn't think she deserved them.

Kelly had known there would be consequences for drinking. Jim had warned her. Though he understands she wanted to party a little on New Year's Eve, the fact she decided to risk displeasing him and accept a spanking in order to do what she wanted made him think he needed to be a little less predictable in his punishments.

Note about the characters in this story: 

Kelly and Jim are two of my favorite characters. Kelly can be such a brat at times and Jim gives her a lot of leeway, but even he has limits. This story is the latest, chronologically, in their time line, though by the time its published it should be the fourth in a series subtitled Unexpected Consequences.

So, if you want to know how their sometimes stormy relationship started, they first appeared in Arrested by Love as secondary characters, but like all good primary characters insisted on their own story, which developed into A Dom's Dilemma. Both books, originally released in 2010, are being numbered, reedited and reissued with new covers in late November, along with a new third book, entitled Learning to be Little: Kelly's Story. Though the newest book in the series, Learning to be Little begins immediately after A Dom's Dilemma, it then takes the reader into Kelly's past, where she shares her introduction to age play and BDSM with Graham White in a sequel/prequel. The story is a departure for me in that the majority of its chronological time line takes place before the two books I've already published, but it belongs in the middle of the series. I expect two, possibly three more books in the series to be available in the near future.

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Tuesday, November 28, 2017

Guest Post - 11/28/17 - All Work and No Play by Gracie Malling #Holiday #SpankingRomance

All Work and No Play is just one of the wonderfully imaginative stories you can read the ‘Mischief under the Mistletoe’ anthology


“Not so fast, little girl!”
I freeze, five stairs up, and then look back over my shoulder to see Will standing in the hallway glaring up at me.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, trying my best to look innocent.
“Back down here. Now.” He takes off his thick winter coat and hangs it up behind the door, never breaking eye contact.
My belly clenches up in that gorgeous way that is both scary and hot as hell, and I tighten my grip on the bannister rail. “Why?”
“Mia Elizabeth Clarke, you are already in enough trouble as it is.” He raises his voice ever so slightly. “Here. Now.”
“But… but I already had corner time.”
Will grabs hold of the bannister rail and starts up the stairs after me.
I squeak and take the rest of the stairs at a run before sprinting along the landing, throwing open our bedroom door and flinging myself inside. This is a ridiculous plan, however, and I realise this moments later when Will strolls in, calm as you like, shuts the door firmly behind him and then stands there, arms crossed, expression hard and mouth set in a disapproving line.
I retreat until the backs of my thighs hit the bed, and then I sit down on the edge of it with a defeated whimper. “I’m sorry…”
He raises an eyebrow and takes a deliberate step towards me. “Sorry for what, young lady? For being a brat at work, for running off just now or for both?”
I hug my arms, press my cheek into my shoulder and mumble something incoherent.
“What was that?” His voice has that sharp edge to it that tells me I am in big trouble, but for some reason lovely submissive Mia seems to have disappeared since our little post-meeting chat and my brat persona has well and truly taken over.
“I said I don’t know,” I grumble, staring down at the carpet and still hugging my arms with my face averted.
“Stand up.”
I shake my head, squidging my cheek deeper into my shoulder, and stay put.
“Right.” In my peripheral vision, I see Will take two quick steps forwards and then he grabs hold of my hair and yanks me to my feet.
Before I have the chance to do anything more than shriek and wriggle, he sits down hard on the edge of the bed and drags me over his lap.
“You want to act like a brat, Mia?” he demands, his voice harsh, as he pulls up my sensible work skirt and hooks his fingers around the waistband of my knickers. “Well then, I’m going to treat you like a brat.”


It's hard to focus at work when your boss also happens to be your Dom, and Mia is finding it increasingly difficult to balance her work life with her kink life. Christmas, however, is an excellent distraction, and Mia is determined that their first ever office Christmas party will be one to remember. And it will... just for all the wrong reasons!

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Gracie Malling lives in the UK and has been writing BDSM erotica since she was 21. All round nice person on the outside and a bit of a bad girl in the right company, Gracie loves reading and writing stories about spanking: her favourite kink.

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Saturday, November 25, 2017

#SatSpanks - 11/25/17 - Learning to be Little - Kelly faces another lesson in etiquette #Ageplay #BDSM

When childhood is denied you, sometimes you need to learn how to be little

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 upcoming release scheduled for November 27. Similar to Kelly's experience, Learning to be Little is my first attempt at depicting the dynamics of age play, and because it occurs in Kelly's past with her first, but not last, Dom, it is also a little different from other age play stories available today. However, I hope readers who enjoy age play and D/s will find their journey into Kelly's past an entertaining, sometimes funny, sometimes poignant, adventure. 

This snippet takes place immediately after last week, which you can read HERE. On their fourth Wednesday out together, Kelly and her daddy are approached by another couple for the first time. Kelly, takes an immediate dislike to the other Little, who dressed like she was six, but looked nearly twenty, making her two years older than Kelly. And with the simpering smiles this little Susie-Q was giving Kelly's daddy, Kelly wanted to get him away as soon as possible.

"And this is Kelly. We've been together a little over a month. Kelly, say hello to Mr. Cartwright and Susie." Daddy prompted as his fingers lightly squeezed hers.
Kelly scowled at Little Miss Susie-Q, wondering what her game was. "Hello."
Daddy gave Kelly's hand a warning pat. "You can do better than that, young lady."
She could, but she didn't want to. "Hello, Mr. Cartwright," she murmured a bit more sweetly as she glared at Susie. "How old are you supposed to be, anyway?"
"Kelly!" Daddy turned her around to face him. "You're being unforgivably rude."
She shrugged. Little Miss Susie-Q was still smiling at Kelly's daddy in a way that put her teeth on edge. "I don't like her."
"That is neither the point nor a proper excuse. You do not speak directly to other young ladies without first asking permission. I made that quite clear to you, did I not?"
Fully aware she'd broken a rule but wanting to get away from this other couple as soon as possible, she said, "Yes, sir. Can we go to the museum, now, please?"
Daddy's brows lowered over his eyes. "That's a reward, Kelly, and with your current attitude, I don't think you deserve one. Who determines where we go and when we leave?"
"You do, but—"
"I think you'd best remain quiet, young lady. Looks like I'll need to give you another lesson in proper etiquette once we're home."

Kelly enjoys going out with her new daddy, but she doesn't care for other little misses flirting with him. Unfortunately, rudeness is never acceptable, as Kelly knows, which means she will be most firmly reminded again if she doesn't change her attitude quickly.

She needed a savior, but she wasn't looking for a second daddy

An only child born to two only children, six-year-old Kelly Franklin finds herself at the mercy of the state when both her parents are brutally murdered. As a difficult, unwanted child, distrustful of strangers and haunted by gruesome blood-filled nightmares, Kelly's nightly screams of terror frighten the other children so badly, she becomes more trouble than any foster family was willing to take on. 

When Child Services attempts to place her in a Residential Treatment Center next, Kelly's growing mistrust has her running away again and again. Homeless and penniless with no relatives to harbor her, and a penchant for escaping her caretakers, Kelly is finally handed over to one of the few parish orphanages remaining in existence until age at 18, when she is released. 

Possessing only a little money, few skills and even fewer resources, Kelly's attempts at job hunting end up with her prowling the streets in desperation until a wealthy stranger makes her a proposition she is too cold and hungry to refuse. Though, it isn't until he takes her home that she realizes just what it is she's gotten herself into.

Note about the characters in this story: 

Kelly is one of my favorite characters. She can be such a brat at times, which is something her champion Graham White refuses to tolerate. The majority of this story is the earliest, chronologically, since it occurs in Kelly's past, but it is the most recent book in the series. Confused much?

So, if you want to know more about this bratty, sometimes submissive adult little girl, she first appears in Arrested by Love as a secondary character, but like all good primary characters she insisted on having her own story with her new Dom, which developed into A Dom's Dilemma. Both books, originally released in 2010, are being numbered, reedited and reissued with new covers in late November, along with Learning to be Little: Kelly's Story. Its cover is pictured above.

Though Learning to be Little will be the newest book in the series, it actually begins immediately after A Dom's Dilemma, then takes the reader into Kelly's past in a sequel/prequel. The story is a departure for me in that the majority of its chronological time line takes place before the two books I've already published, but it belongs in the middle of the series. I expect two, possibly three more books in the series to be available in the near future.

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Friday, November 24, 2017

Guest Post - 11/24/17 - Taming Lady Lydia by Felicity Brandon #Regency #SpankingRomance

 A Regency Lady requires a firm hand…

He looks at me, his face burning with intent. “Know this Lydia,” he says in an even tone. “I have grown immensely fond of you these last days. I will care for you, look after your needs, and be here for you, but whenever you choose to overstep the line, I will punish you.”


The depth of the authority in his voice stirs me, sending energy coursing around my body. It pools at the apex of my legs, causing delicious tingles there. “I am sorry to have pressed the point,” I say, and I mean it, although I cannot help but wonder if it is his discipline which I really crave and have missed this last week.
I swear he senses the answer as he reaches for me. He sinks the fingers of his right hand into my hair and draws my body toward him. “Lydia,” he says, his voice almost a low growl. “Are you being intentionally disrespectful, I wonder?”
A silent gasp leaves my mouth as I look upon him.
“Oh, so you are…” he says with a knowing smile. “That is what this is about…”
I flush, knowing that there is little point denying what we both already know to be true. I glance up to him, my eyes imploring the messages I long to say. He pulls me closer, pressing my head against his warm chest. “Have you missed me, my love?” His voice is a deep murmur into my right ear.
“Yes…” I just about manage.
“And so you have chosen to be intentionally disobedient, to garner my attention?”
I shift my head, looking wildly into his face. “It is not my intention, My Lord,” I whimper.
“Oh, really, little one?” he asks, as that brow arches once again. “I think that is an untruth. I think you did intend to disobey me, and I think you did so because you have missed my discipline. Am I correct?”
I am trembling as I reply, utterly startled by his ability to read me. “Perhaps, yes, My Lord, but I did not want for you to be angry with me.”
He smiles. “Lydia,” he coos. “I am not angry. But you and I both know what happens to naughty, disobedient young ladies, don’t we?”
My mouth parts reflexively. “Will you spank me?” I whimper.
“Yes,” he says, pulling me toward him as he reseats himself. “I realise that I have been remiss in my duties to you, and for that I apologise. I intend to make amends right this moment.”
In an instant he pulls me forward and down toward his lap. “But, My Lord!” I exclaim as I lurch headfirst over his breeches. “Not here, Thomas! What if somebody finds us?”
“We have had this conversation, Lydia,” he says firmly as he hoists me into position, “and I have assured you that I will spank you either with, or without, an audience.”
I gasp, feeling the skirts of my gown, petticoat, and stays dragged up my back, leaving my behind exposed and vulnerable. Almost immediately, his hand lands against my bare skin, the sound resonating around the study. I squeeze my eyes shut, stunned by the escalation of events. I pray silently that none of the staff will hear us and enter the room unexpectedly.
A further four swats are landed on my bottom, and they are hard and intense spanks. I am forced to bear each one, feeling the sting and then warmth they leave after his palm has left. From this angle behind his desk I can see very little, except for the expensive rug at my fingertips.
As the next strike lands, I hear Thomas’ voice from over my head. “Why are you being spanked, Lydia?” he asks.
I notice his voice is calm, but there is just the slight edge of arousal laced there.
“I was disobedient, My Lord,” I reply, my own voice trembling as I do.
“Yes,” he agrees, swatting me hard on the rear again. “You disobeyed me in order to get the attention you require, instead of coming to me and telling me about your needs.”
His hand lands on my behind again. “And for that reason, little one,” he says firmly, “you will receive a sound spanking on your bare bottom, and you will thank me for it.”
I whimper as the next strike lands, catching the pulsating need between my legs. “Yes, My Lord,” I moan from over his lap. “Thank you.”
Five swats land quickly, and instinctively I mean to get up, arching my back as I try to move.
His hand holds me down decisively. “You will stay over my lap, Lydia,” he calls out, and I flinch at the volume, hoping that nobody else will hear him. “You need this punishment, do you not?”
“Yes,” I whine, wincing as the next spank lands.
“Yes, you do,” he says, reaffirming my own thoughts. “So just take it, little one.”
I swallow hard, loathing the way he calls me his little one as he spanks me. The label, of course, helps to reinforce my subservience to him. The onslaught continues, and the stinging sensation is intense. He pushes me on, the utter indignation of the punishment both riling and arousing me. At some point I lose count of the swats, feeling the tension between my legs growing and building. I know I am wet, and I long secretly for Thomas to explore me there.
His palm eventually pauses, pressing itself against the warmth of my bare bottom. “How do you feel now, my love?” His voice is filled with passion.
“Thank you for my spanking, Thomas,” I murmur, unsure what else to say.
I hear him laugh, and slowly, teasingly, his fingers dip between my hot cheeks.
“Well done, my love,” he soothes, as one and then two digits slip against my wetness.
I mewl and groan, loving the intensity of his touch already.
“So wet and beautiful,” he whispers adoringly. “I yearn for our wedding night, Lydia, when I can finally possess you as a man should claim his wife.”


When eighteen-year-old Lady Lydia Franklin becomes the ward of Lord Thomas Markham after her father’s death, she quickly discovers that the wealthy, handsome gentleman believes in strict discipline for wayward young women. Her penchant for naughtiness soon earns her a sound spanking, but despite his willingness to punish her as often and as shamefully as he feels it necessary, Thomas’ firm-handed correction leaves Lydia helplessly aroused.

Though he is charged with ensuring that Lydia’s innocence is preserved, Thomas cannot help but notice her body’s response to his stern chastisement. It isn’t long before she is lying naked across his lap as she is spanked thoroughly and then brought to a blushing climax, and over the coming days he sets about teaching her what it means to surrender herself completely to a dominant man.

Being taken in Thomas’ arms proves more pleasurable than Lydia ever dreamed, and she finds herself imagining a future as his wife rather than his ward, but the dark rumors about his past are hard to ignore. When he asks for her hand she agrees to be his bride, but once the wedding is over will the bond between them hold firm or will it all end in scandal and heartbreak?

Publisher’s Note: Taming Lady Lydia includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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