Showing posts with label Figging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Figging. Show all posts

Friday, February 6, 2015

Figging Skye #satspanks

Good morning and welcome to the Saturday Spankings Blog Hop. Today I'm sharing a piece from my newest release, Protective Custody. In this scene, Skye is bent over the spanking bench, her wrists and ankles bound, awaiting punishment. Aidan is standing before her holding a piece of ginger...


“What’s that for?” she asked, her expression growing cautious when she saw the three-inch piece of ginger he held.

“It’s to put inside your bottom. The juices from the ginger will help you remember to keep your bottom soft. Now I’m not going to lubricate it but if you open your mouth, I’ll let you suck on it for a minute, it will make taking it easier if it’s lubricated even by saliva.”

Her expression was one of worry, but when she didn’t open her mouth right away, he went on:

“But you don’t have to; I will work it in either way. This is a little bit like the choice you had this morning, the one that got you bent over the spanking bench awaiting a paddling, so it's up to you.”


He purposely made his expression more stern then. “Now, are you going to open your mouth and suck on it like you sucked my cock this morning or do you prefer to take it in your ass without any lubrication?”

* * * * I wonder what she'll do... * * * *

Blurb

When Skye Madden is caught trespassing at an exclusive ski resort while trying to support herself as a tabloid photographer, she is stunned to discover that her childhood crush, Aidan Hastings, is the head of security. More shocking still, Aidan tells her in no uncertain terms that if she is found snooping around the resort again, he’ll take her over his knee and give her a spanking she’ll never forget. 

When her boss sends her back to the same resort a year later on another assignment, Skye can’t help but remember Aidan’s warning, but a spanking quickly becomes the least of her worries after she gets lost on the mountain. While trying to find her way back, things go from bad to worse when she witnesses a cold-blooded murder, and she is left with no choice but to confess everything to Aidan. Worst of all, it appears that the murder is connected to the Russian mob. 

Aidan decides he’s taking no chances with his best friend’s little sister, a girl he’s never been able to forget. As a former special agent, he is more than ready to do whatever is needed to keep her safe, even if that means taking her into hiding in an isolated cabin, whether she likes it or not. But Skye Madden has grown even more stubborn and headstrong than he remembered, and he soon realizes it will take quite a bit more than just a bare-bottom spanking to bring her in line. 

Even with her world collapsing around her, Skye wonders how she can let this man—someone who has a place called a “punishment room” in his house, on top of everything else—start to claim her heart again. Can she learn to trust her firm protector, or will she take matters into her own hands and put her life in even greater danger? 

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






Friday, May 23, 2014

Anal Punishment for Rebecca #satspanks


Good morning all and welcome (back) to Saturday Spankings. This week marks my third release in 2014. I'm pretty bad at celebrating releases. I think it's because I don't share my pen name/titles with friends around me (except for one). But hey, I can celebrate with blogland. :) Today I'm sharing an excerpt from my new release, The Firefighter's Girl. This was a pretty harsh three part punishment scene that I had to ask my editor if I needed to tone down. She said no - keep it as is so I went with it. All I'll say to set up the scene is one word: ginger...

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The burn inside her bottom was almost unbearable. Rebecca squirmed against the cushion beneath her hips, fully aware of how she looked lying there, naked but for her panties pushed down beneath her hips, the ginger root sticking out from between her bottom cheeks. Every time she tightened her muscles around it, which was a natural reaction, she seemed to squeeze more of the juices from it and the burn would increase. And all the while, every time her clit rubbed against the rough cushion, she squeezed the muscles of her bottom again, her arousal competing against the physical discomfort. It was strange and confusing but in a way, even though she knew she was being punished, she felt sexually aroused.

Sawyer moved around in the living room, taking one of the high backed wooden chairs from the dining room and setting it in the middle of the living room. She knew he was arranging things for her spanking and watched as, once he seemed satisfied with the positioning of the chair, he unbuckled his belt and pulled it from its loops. She swallowed, remembering the sting of it, not wanting the belt. He set it on the coffee table and returned to her.

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Tuesday, November 19, 2013

#Figging Gemma

I wanted to say that I don't know what it is about figging that is so hot but that would be a total lie. It's everything about it - the humiliation involved for the receiver, the submission, the positioning, the absolute domination of the one doing the figging- not to mention the physical heat of the root. That is yum. 

When I went back home last month, one of my friends mentioned reading Taught To Kneel which was the first book where I did a figging scene. I think I turned bright red- I didn't realize she knew my pen name...and I certainly didn't realize she was starting with that particular book... 

But hey, life is easier out of the closet.

The is a piece form Her Rogue Knight where I wrote an entire chapter, I admit, completely for the figging. It's a short snippet but I hope you enjoy it...

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She eyed the ginger once, looked at him nervously, then taking her legs to hip width, bent forward and placed her elbows flat on the bed.

“Good girl,” he said. “Hollow out your back.”

She did, lifting her hips to him, feeling a rush of heat at her sex.

His hand was on her hip, and as she turned to look over her shoulder she found him studying her bottom, his pupils dark, marking his arousal, which only served to heighten hers. He then placed the ginger root into his mouth once, turned his eyes to hers, then drew it out slowly.

She swallowed.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

“What are you going to do with it, sir?” she asked.

He grinned. “You’ll take it inside your bottom, and you will hold it there until I’m ready to replace it with my cock.”

Her eyes widened and her mouth opened. She eyed the thick finger of ginger again, then shifted her gaze to the bulge that took up the front of his pants. He didn’t waste time as he brought the tip of the root to her anus, and she immediately clenched.

“You know better than that.”


She only needed to hear the tone of his reprimand to relax her muscles, softening her buttocks, allowing him to spread her open. When the cold tip pressed against her back hole, she made a sound and looked forward, her face turning red.

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The scene continues for a while...