Showing posts with label Bare-bottom spanking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bare-bottom spanking. Show all posts

Friday, January 17, 2014

Gemma Learns a Lesson: Punished with Stinging Nettles #SatSpanks #Spanking

It's Saturday again and you know what that means. A spanking for you...or quite a few as you see the list of participating authors. 

Today I wanted to share a piece from Her Rogue Knight. In the scene below, Gemma is being punished with stinging nettles. Sir William has just whipped her bottom with them, but to end this punishment, he has a more creative way to use the nettles...

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“Shh. Open for me, Gemma. I want you to open for me.”

She neither relaxed her muscles nor looked at him. She remained in position, her face buried between her arms.

“Gemma,” he said softly, caressing her low back. “This is part of your punishment. I can force it, but I’d like you to accept it on your own. Take it. Offer yourself for punishment, and you will be rewarded.”


It took a moment longer, but slowly, she relaxed her muscles. He took the nettles and slowly, so slowly, placed the leaves nearest the base of the branch onto her clit.

Blurb

Since her mother’s death, Gemma has raised her younger sister Alys and kept her family safe… until the day they are caught by surprise and Alys is taken by a band of outlaws. In desperation, Gemma’s frail, elderly father pleads for aid from a reclusive knight by the name of Sir William and pledges him Gemma’s hand in marriage in repayment for the safe return of her sister. 


When Gemma ignores her father’s instructions and sets out on her own to rescue Alys, she discovers that this gruff, unkempt, and yet undeniably handsome brute is more than her match, and the lesson is brought home with a sound spanking on her bare bottom. With no time to waste taking the brave and feisty yet hopelessly naïve eighteen-year-old back home, Sir William has no choice but to bring her along as he pursues her sister’s captors. Though he might not admit it, however, he relishes the thought that he might have to punish her again, and with every glimpse of her delicious curves his lust intensifies. 


In spite of his firm chastisement and his demand for her unquestioning obedience, Gemma finds her feelings for Sir William evolving rapidly. She begins to wonder what it would feel like to be stripped bare and held tight in his strong arms, helpless and blushing, yet longing for him to claim her hard and thoroughly. 


Even as her desire for him grows stronger, she frets about the secrets he keeps from her. His skill in battle alone tells her that he is no mere woodsman, and the hilt of his sword bears a marking that cannot be mistaken—a symbol that she believed had passed into legend. Can she trust this man with her life and that of her sister? Will he fail her in her hour of greatest need, or will her rogue knight prove himself worthy of not only her submission but her love as well? 


Publisher’s Note: Her Rogue Knight is an erotic novel that includes spankings, anal play, graphic sexual scenes, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.




Friday, November 8, 2013

Preparing Gemma For Her First Bare Bottom Spanking #SatSpanks


Her Rogue Knight went live on Amazon yesterday. It's my first Medieval Spanking Romance and I'd like to share a piece from the start of the book. In this scene, Sir William has Gemma draped over his thighs and begins to prepare her for her first bare-bottom spanking...

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She made a small sound, a whimper, while he circled that tender, ticklish spot. But the tickle was something other, something almost erotic and she knew he knew it as he hovered there, just lightly touching her skin. Her body stilled momentarily, her wide eyes staring straight ahead, the muscles of her back, arms, and legs tensed.

“What are you doing?” she asked, her voice small, wavering as cool morning air brushed the backs of her now bare thighs.

“Preparing you,” he said, and as if he knew she would fight against him, he easily shifted her weight and draped his right leg over the backs of her naked thighs, trapping her perfectly to him.

“Preparing me for what?” she asked, knowing and dreading the answer.

“Your punishment,” he said easily.

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