It Must Be the Atmosphere on the Planet: Brand New #Spanking Romance by Renee Rose

I'm super excited to have Renee Rose here with her first indie published book, which happens to be her first sci-fi as well, The Hand of Vengeance! Hi Natasha!

Thank you so much for having me today to talk about my first sci-fi, The Hand of Vengeance. The book gets its name from the hero, Blade Vengeance. The rebels use code phrases when using their communications units and his identifier is: The hand of vengeance strikes. Obviously, I love the double entendre of having that in a spanking romance! :)

In The Hand of Vengeance, the heroine is a doctor on a humanitarian mission from Earth. When she’s kidnapped by the rebels to perform a difficult surgery, their airship is shot down and she’s stranded in a canyon with Blade. She doesn’t know anything about living in the wild, so she’s forced to rely on the intimidating warrior for survival.

I’m sharing a scene right after Lara’s first spanking from Blade.

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The Hand of Vengeance

On a humanitarian mission to the war-torn planet Jesel, Dr. Lara Simmons is used to dealing with lack of supplies, power outages and the constant earthquakes that afflict the planet. But when she's captured by the rebels who need her to perform a life-saving surgery, she finds herself in a situation her medical training didn't prepare her for.

When the airship is blown out of the sky, she ends up in the Jeselian wilderness with no one to rely on but Blade Vengeance, an enormous tattooed rebel warrior. Dominant and unyielding, he doesn't hesitate to take her in hand when she disobeys the rules he lays out for her. Yet she soon learns he also knows how to deliver pleasure--with a passion she's never before experienced.

Blade finds the doctor from Earth sexy as hell, especially when she's giving him attitude, but once he delivers her to headquarters, he tries to pull back from her allure. Known for single-handedly starting the revolution and freeing many of his people, his life is one of hardship, slavery and war. Going soft on a woman isn't part of his plan, especially with the final strike of the revolution so close. But when he sends Lara back to Earth to keep her safe during the upcoming battle, he inadvertently delivers her into enemy hands. Can he find and save her from the revolution he caused?

Publishers Note: This story contains spanking and explicit sex scenes, including anal penetration. If such subject matter offends, do not buy this book.

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“Where are we going?”

“We’re going to try to find a way out of here without getting ourselves killed.” Grasping her hand, he stalked forward, through the trees. Not in the let’s stroll through the woods together sort of way. More like, I’m in charge of you, honey and if you give me any more trouble I won’t hesitate to spank your ass again.

Damn if the thought didn’t make her knees go weak. Literally. She stumbled and he pulled her upright, glancing back. She flushed, something fluttering in her belly. Her traitorous body became suddenly aware of him in a new way: as a sculpted mass of masculine virility and power. Her skin flushed and prickled.

It must be the atmosphere on this planet because she hadn’t felt anything sexual for any male—or female for that matter—in years. Maybe not even since puberty. She’d been too busy in med school, and after she’d passed the boards, she’d worked insane hours on planets in every galaxy. There hadn’t been any time to date or get romantic with anyone, even if there’d been someone attractive to her.

She watched the muscles of his back ripple with movement, the broad shoulders leading into giant biceps. He even had ripped forearms. And those hands...she tore her eyes away from his huge hands, willing herself to stop thinking about the fact that they had just paddled her poor, blazing bottom. Her cheeks throbbed in response. She reached back to rub one with her free hand and caught the corner of the rebel’s mouth lifting in a smirk.

Damn his overbearing misogynistic arrogance.

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About Renee Rose

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Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, Renee Rose is a naughty wordsmith who writes romance novels centered around her favorite kink: spanking. She has won Spanking Romance Reviews' Best Historical Romance, is often found on the list of Amazon's Top 100 Erotic Authors and is a regular columnist for Write Sex Right. She also pens BDSM stories under the name Darling Adams.

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Correcting the Coeds and the History of Sex Toys by Cara Bristol

Correcting the Coeds and the history of sex toys…

By Cara Bristol

When I set out to write a spanking romance in the 1950s I wanted it to be erotic and hot, but also historically accurate. I didn’t want to slap a poodle skirt on the heroine and call it “historical.” I knew that spanking existed in the 1950s (of course), but for my story, I also needed to know what sex toys were in use.

Sex toys have been around for a long time. While innovations in materials have been made in the 21^st and 20^th centuries, the items themselves originated far earlier. Here’s a timeline for some items:

28,000 BC – Dildos. Stone dildos have been found dating back to the Ice Age (dates vary from 23,000-28,000 BC, depending on source.).

500 AD – Ben Wa balls were invented by the Japanese.

1560s – Condoms were used in Europe to help prevent the spread of syphilis. Gabriel Fallopius (for whom Fallopian tubes are named) suggested linen condoms. (There’s evidence to suggest that condoms were in use 3000 BC, even 15,000 BC).

1860s – Rubber condoms and diaphragms /cervical caps came into usage after vulcanized rubber is patented in 1844.

1869 – Vibrator invented. Steam powered, vibrators were used by doctors to treat women’s “hysteria.”

1892 – Butt plugs are advertised. Made of hard rubber, “rectal dilators” were ostensibly created to treat hemorrhoids and constipation.

1960 – The first birth control pill is available in the U.S.

Of course, these are the first recorded examples of sexual aids. This does not mean that people did not fashion their own. I’ve read historical romances in which wooden butt plugs were used; I don’t know how accurate that was.

But now you know that when you read my story, Educating His Bride, all the toys mentioned in the story were used in the 1950s!

Here are a couple of sources: Ancient origins of sex toys, history of birth control.

Educating His Bride from Correcting the Coeds blurb

Never much interested in her studies, Margaret Atwater attends college hoping to graduate with an Mrs. degree instead of a bachelor’s. When she catches the eye of English Professor Henry Thurston, she’s thrilled to marry him, drop out of school, and begin a new life as a married woman and faculty wife. However, Henry is a kinky man who has much to teach his eager young bride—in, and out, of the bedroom. As Mrs. Henry Thurston, Margaret’s education has just begun.

An excerpt from Correcting the Coeds

“Now, tell me why you believe I grade you harder than anybody else.”

She wet her lips. “Because you do.” 

“My standards are no more exacting for you than they are for any other student. I expect excellence from each of you.” 

“I’m sorry. I’ll try harder.”

He flipped open a record book and ran his finger down a list. “As it stands now, your grade is a shaky C minus. If you don’t do well on the final next week, you run the risk of getting a D in the course.” He snapped the grade book closed. “We had a discussion after your last paper, did we not?”

“Yes.”

“I believe I warned you what the consequences would be if you failed to get at least a B.” He opened his middle desk drawer.

Yes, they’d talked about—but he couldn’t be serious.

He withdrew a thick, heavy eighteen-inch measuring stick. “Lock the office door, please.” 

Her feet obeyed, even as her mind rebelled. Will he really do this? Her hand shook as she twisted the key. She supposed she could have fled screaming down the corridor, except ladies did not run, let alone scream.

Henry closed the Venetian blinds and switched on a lamp.

She leaned against the stout wood of the door, her eyes riveted on the nasty ruler.

“Come forward, please.” He beckoned with a curl of his fingers. “Put your hands on the desk. Do not remove them until your punishment is over.”

“Henry, please,” she beseeched.

“Now, Margaret.” His expression implacable, he folded his arms. There would be no budging him.

Seeing him so, so stern did something funny to her insides. Made them quiver. It wasn’t all nerves, either. She shuffled forward to place her palms against the blotter. I can do this. How bad can it be? He won’t spank me hard. He only intends to scare me.

He moved the chair out of the way. “Fifteen spanks.”

Fifteen? She’d expected two or three at most. Hadn’t expected any if the truth be told.

She sensed movement and then the ruler struck her backside, blazing a line of fire, and she cried out. 

“That’s one,” he said. 

The only thing worse than being spanked would be the humiliation of discovery. She clamped her lips together and braced for the next strike.

Another pain-laden streak lanced through several layers of clothing. She couldn’t imagine the impact on bare skin.

“Two,” he said. 

Thwack! The length of the ruler struck both cheeks at once, and her hands flew off the desk to protect her bottom.

“You know where your hands belong. Put them there unless you want extra strokes.”

She slapped her palms onto the desk.

“That was three,” he said.

A whoosh then the measuring stick seared the crease where buttocks met thigh and, despite her resolve to remain silent, a little cry escaped.

“I’m sorry I have to punish you, but you promised to do better. You made a commitment. That was four.”

Margaret sucked back the tears. “Maybe I didn’t break a promise. Maybe I’m not smart enough.”

“I don’t believe that about you for an instant. You didn’t do well because you didn’t apply yourself.”

He applied himself with another stroke that got Margaret dancing on tiptoes in an attempt to alleviate the burn.

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Multi-published, Cara Bristol is the author of more than 20 erotic romance titles. She writes spanking romance, contemporary romance, paranormal, and science fiction romance. No matter what the subgenre, one thing remains constant: her emphasis on character-driven seriously hot erotic stories with sizzling chemistry between the hero and heroine. Cara has lived many places in the United States, but currently lives in Missouri with her husband. She has two grown stepkids. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading and traveling.

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New Release: The Conquered Brides – Conquered in battle, taken as wives!

I have Sue Lyndon here today with a naughty excerpt from her book, Conquering Lady Claire, in The Conquered Brides box set. Here she is!

I’m excited to announce the release of The Conquered Brides, a collection of five hot medieval romance stories by Korey Mae Johnson, Renee Rose, Dinah McLeod, Ashe Barker, and me. Each story follows one woman taken from Hohenzollern Castle after it falls to the enemy.

As I was writing my story for the collection, Conquering Lady Claire, I got to wondering… was it common for medieval lords to instruct their lady wives to stand in the corner whilst awaiting punishment? After much careful though, I decided yes, yes it probably happened all the time, so I decided to include such a scene in my book…

An excerpt from Conquering Lady Claire:

“One marriage was enough for me, Lord Galien. Whatever my brother’s intentions are, I wish to discover them before we are wed. I demand that we travel to Leuthold at once so I may have an audience with him.”

He lowered his head and a vein on his temple pulsed. “I need to hurry back to my keep, my lady. We will be wed soon and I’m afraid a visit to the duke is out of the question. Already the first snowfall is upon us, and I have business to take care of at Minrova. We will visit your brother in the spring, Lady Claire.”

The last vestige of her control slipped and she pushed out of his grasp, then shoved at him with all her strength. She stood, utterly stunned, as he wobbled and almost fell backward on the bed. Panic swirled within her when he righted himself and pinned her with a livid glare. Her mind screamed for her to turn and run away, to try to rush out the door, but her legs became rooted to the floor. When he finally spoke, the quiet anger in his voice washed through her like a rush of cold water.

“Lady Claire, I have just lost my patience with you. Now, I want you to go stand in the corner over there. Put your nose to the wall and do not turn around until I beckon you.”

She gulped and stared at the corner he’d nodded at. “Th-the corner? Why?”

“Because I intend to spank your naughty bottom, that’s why. I have given you plenty of opportunity to conduct yourself properly, my lady, but you have crossed the line. I have no doubt a sore bottom will help ensure your good behavior for the duration of our trip to Minrova, or for the rest of the day at least.”

The Conquered Brides blurb:

When the castle they called home is besieged and ultimately falls, five women are captured and carried off as wives by their foes. Will they be treated as no more than the spoils of war, or can their new lords prove themselves worthy of the love and submission of their conquered brides? 

The Conquered Brides is a five-book collection featuring brand-new titles from five top erotic romance authors. This collection includes: 

Commanding the Princess, by Korey Mae Johnson 

As the ruler of Hohenzollern Castle in name only, Susanna has watched helplessly for years as her power-hungry uncle made one enemy after another for her. One enemy stands out, and the moment she catches sight of him, Princess Susanna is certain that it will be Gerhard of Bavaria who brings her world down around her. As his army smashes through her gates, Susanna makes the only choice she has left. She surrenders herself to Gerhard, hoping to win mercy for her people, though she fears it will come at the cost of her life. But she soon learns that Gerhard has other plans for her, plans which may end with her surrendering much more than just her castle to him. 

The Knight’s Seduction, by Renee Rose 

Avowed to never again yield to a man’s ill-treatment, Lady Daisy stands ready to fight to the death when her castle is sacked. The imposing knight Sir Barrett has other ideas, however, and to her dismay, Daisy soon finds herself not only disarmed, but soundly spanked as well. Sir Barrett takes her as his captive bride, but when she shows real terror at the prospect of consummating their marriage, he offers her a bargain. She will offer her body to him and accept the pleasurable torments he inflicts, but he will not claim her fully until she aches for it so badly she begs him. Certain she will do no such thing, Daisy agrees, but can she resist the knight's seduction? 

The Widow Is Mine, by Ashe Barker 

Since her husband’s untimely passing, Lady Natalia has resigned herself to a quiet life as a young widow and perhaps one day as a nun. But when her adopted home is conquered by the enemy, her world is turned upside down. After he rescues her from the chaos of Hohenzollern’s fall, Duke Stefan of Richtenholst cannot imagine allowing Natalia to languish behind the walls of a convent. The duke takes Natalia home as his wife, and he quickly proves himself ready to compel her obedience when it is necessary, but can he ever truly make her his own? 

Conquering Lady Claire, by Sue Lyndon 

As Hohenzollern Castle falls, mayhem unfolds around Lady Claire, and her only aim is to lead as many women and children of the castle to safety as possible. In an odd turn of fortune, her courageous efforts ultimately lead to her capture by none other than Lord Galien of Minrova, the very man that her brother, a powerful duke, recently commanded to find her and claim her as his wife. Claire’s defiance is quickly overcome by means of a firm hand applied to her bare bottom, but Galien is not content merely going through the motions of a political marriage. His skilled lovemaking soon leaves his new bride begging for more, but can he conquer her heart as well? 

Kidnapped and Claimed, by Dinah McLeod 

When her husband’s repeated infidelities and drunken insults become too much to bear, Lady Cecily flees to her childhood home at Hohenzollern, but things quickly go from bad to worse and she is kidnapped from the castle stables only moments after her arrival. Cecily ignores her abductor’s warnings of ruin about to befall Hohenzollern and his claim that he took her from the castle only to keep her safe. She resists him every step of the way, until at last he spanks her long and hard. Despite his firm chastisement, it soon becomes clear to Cecily that her captor cares for her in a way her husband never did. But can she forgive him for stealing her from her home?

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Fear and Submission: No Safeword - Guest Post by Darling Adams

I've got Darling Adams here with her latest release, Loose Morals! 

 

Anyone who knows me or my Renee Rose books knows I’m a fan of non-con or dub-con. The reason is simple: when the risk level is higher, so is the heat. Fear heightens sensitivity, increases the charge between the characters. If the submissive knows all she has to do is cry her (or his) safeword, the risk is not as high as when she or he has no idea what the outcome of the scene will hold. Trusting (or not trusting, but still submitting) in that situation becomes a whole different game.

In my new paranormal, Loose Morals, I played with Sasha’s uncertainty about Charlie, the dominant vampire who foisted himself into her apartment and her life. Even in this scene, toward the end of the book, she cannot be certain about the dangerous immortal...

He wrapped her hair in his fist and pulled her head back, his fangs lengthening as he looked at her vein. As if in slow motion, he lowered his head to her neck,  trailing a sharp canine along the blue line. Her breath came in quick pants, her heart racing.

She realized she didn’t know this man—this vampire—at all. Would he kill her now to get even with Anka? Maybe he hadn’t turned her over to the other vampires because he wanted to destroy her himself.

He lifted her head and released her all in one swift motion. “Take off your clothes.”

Her eyes flew to his, her heart leaping. Had he forgiven her? Or was this an evil torture? She nibbled her lip. The way she saw it, she had no choice but to comply. She had just begged to be his. She had to prove her faithfulness, her trust. She shucked her clothing, dropping the articles at her feet one by one.

“Kneel.”

Her belly somersaulted. A game. Surely this was his game. She lowered to her knees, praying he was not just humiliating her before he vanished once more.

“Hands behind your back.”

She grasped her own wrists behind her back and lowered her head submissively.

Charlie crouched beside her, stroking her hair back from her eyes. She saw emotion this time, but before she identified it, he lunged, tackling her and throwing her to her back, his hand behind her head to protect it from the floor. His fangs struck her neck and he drank, pushing the bulge of his clothed cock between her legs.

Panic flared, but after he continued to rock his pelvis against her sex, she exhaled and wrapped her legs around his waist. This was sexual, not angry….right? He wouldn’t drain her. Or turn her. She hoped. Once more, she felt her only choice was to give herself to him, to prove she belonged to him. She twined her arms around his neck and closed her eyes, allowing the motion of his cock beneath his jeans to drive her passion.

The scrape of his jeans over her vulnerable bits came as the sort of pleasured pain—the more it dug into her, the more she wanted to feel it. She followed the sensations until she came from the friction against her clit, a small release, but satisfying just the same.

Charlie licked her wounds closed. “Did I say you could come?” he asked darkly.

Loose Morals

When Sasha Deschamps unwittingly attracts the attention of a strange man on her late night walk home from work, she winds up with a supernatural guest she can’t get rid of. The dominant immortal demands her complete submission and cooperation, refusing to free her until she has performed an act of magick, one which she does not know how to even begin.

Charlie sees the power in Sasha and believes she has the ability to undo the curse placed on him by a jealous lover over one hundred years before. He also loves toying with the feisty witchling, doling out humiliating punishments while arousing a lust in her that leaves them both hungry for satisfaction.

Emotionally detached to the point of amorality, his motto has been “friendly with many, close to none”, but he finds himself falling for Sasha, believing he might be able to trust a woman again. When he discovers she is actually the reincarnated witch who cursed him, though, his world turns on end. Can he believe she has returned to his life to heal the rift between them? Or will he walk away from her again, as he did so many years ago?

Publishers Note: This book contains elements of BDSM including spanking, bondage and erotic sex scenes.

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About Darling Adams:

Darling Adams is a naughty author who loves writing about hot alpha males, Dominance, submission and power exchanges.

She also writes spanking romance under the name Renee Rose.

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The Winter Storm Blog Hop

I have my very good friend Casey McKay here today pimping her book - well, one that she, Renee Rose and Katherine Deane co-authored! I'm only a little ways into the book and oh my...

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Hi Natasha, thanks for letting us take over your blog for the day! Hi everyone, it's Casey, one of the co-authors of the new book The Winter Storm: An Ever After Chronicle . Renee Rose  and Katherine Deane  are letting me share all kinds of juicy excerpts, I hope you're enjoying them!

It's also a scavenger hunt! Answer the question at the bottom for your chance to win. Here are the details:

We will have a new excerpt from our new book The Winter Storm: An Ever After Chronicle everyday. All you have to do is read the post and answer the question below. Do not answer in the comments, we want everyone to have a fair chance!
Answer once each day and for each correct answer you will be entered into a drawing to win:

- $25 Amazon giftcard
- $10 Amazon giftcard
- A previous release by Renee Rose
- A previous release by Casey McKay

Today's excerpt is from the fabulous Renee Rose. Faye was trying to distract her landlord Cade from collecting the rent she owes him. She's accidentally turned his feet into flippers. He's just spanked her and demanded she turn them back:

She stood up and her jeans fell down to her ankles. She bent over to grab the waist.

“Uh-uh. Leave them. Your time is running out.”

She popped back up to stand, looking even more frightened. Swallowing, she held one hand over her crotch and pointed the wand at him, closing her eyes. As she drew a shape with the tip of the wand, he felt a searing pain in his feet—flippers. Rather than transform, they grew, stretching until they were nearly a foot wide and two feet long.

“That’s not funny!” he bellowed, pulling her upper body over his shoulder and snatching the wand from her hand. It made a perfect spanking implement and he applied it with gusto to the little bottom quivering in front of him. On and on he spanked as she clawed at his back with her nails.

“Stop! No more!” she whimpered. “Please!”

He could not see any good reason to stop, though. She had cursed him with flippers, then mocked his request to turn them back. On top of that, she owed him fourteen hundred bucks for rent, which he figured she didn’t have. So no, he wasn’t going to stop this time until she learned her lesson. He held her in place, applying the wand with a steady beat until she broke down. He continued through her first sob and into the second.

“It was an accident,” she wailed. “I didn’t mean to do it. I just s-s-s-suck at magick!” she sobbed.

He stopped spanking, tapping her bottom with the wand. “Is that true?”

“Yes! I was trying to make you forget I owed you money, just for a few days until I could get it.” She gave a big sniff.

He continued tapping the wand on her swollen moons. “You were trying to make me forget and instead you turned my feet to flippers?” he asked, allowing disbelief to seep through in his tone.

“I know it sounds impossible, but it’s true. I have no idea why your feet turned to flippers or why they won’t turn back.”

He gave an exaggerated sigh and pulled her to stand. “That is the dumbest story I have ever been given when collecting rent.”

She took a shuddering breath, wiped her tear-stained face, and tugged her t-shirt lower to hide her pussy. “It’s true,” she said, her lower lip protruding in a way that made him want to bite it. Or maybe suck it. Somehow ravish it.

He tugged her to sit on his lap, her bare bottom connecting with his jean-clad thigh, her panties still around her legs.

“I’m sorry,” she sniffed.

He sighed. “I didn’t even know you were a witch.”

“I’m not a witch!” she exclaimed, as if offended.

“No?” He lifted her hair to peek at her dainty ears, discovering they had little points at the top. “Oh, right. Faye the Fey. I should have guessed, I suppose.” It was not the moment to tell her that her ears were cute, but he had to fight the urge to lean over and nibble at them.

As if she picked up on his train of thought, her eyes narrowed and she stiffened on his lap.

Blurb

In a world where fairy tales and real life collide, in which truth is sometimes stranger than fiction and romance and fetish are the norm, a winter storm forces a cast of characters to converge at a unique lodge, and three interwoven tales are set in motion.

Jillian and her brother narrowly escape a wolf attack, thanks to a shapeshifter, Bertram. As the owner of the lodge, Bertram opens Jillian’s eyes to a whole new world filled with spanking and so much more. Will she keep fighting her submission, or allow herself the chance for true love?

Coral is a fugitive—hiding from herself, her true desires, and the sea witch to whom she owes a great debt. She fears showing real emotion and letting herself be free, but Jake Hill’s dominating presence beckons her to yield to him—not just her body, but her heart, mind, and soul. When the sea witch demands retribution, though, she may lose the one man she has come to trust.

When Faye blunders while casting a spell upon her landlord, he claims her as his slave until she can undo the magic, and she finds herself subject to his firm discipline. As her attraction to him grows, Faye fears she will give in to the handsome shifter and forever lose her maidenhood, and consequently her powers and the ability to fix her mistake.

Even as all three women struggle with surrendering to the dominant men they have fallen for, each finds herself on a journey to discover her true self. Can they find a way to yield to love without losing themselves in the process?

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

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