Showing posts with label enema. Show all posts
Showing posts with label enema. Show all posts

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Witnesses to her Medical Exam: from Given to the Savage


A part of Rowan's punishment before she is given to Silas to be bred is a public medical exam. It's the exam all breeders must go through and having their sexual function tested is just a part of it...
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The doctor barely glanced at her as she asked for what she needed next.
“Bring me that crop,” she said.
“Please don’t whip me again, ma’am. I’m sorry, I’ll be quiet.”
The nurses were instructed to move away as the doctor took up the short riding crop. She gripped it by the braided handle and tapped the long, thin rectangular end against Rowan’s clit lightly. Rowan noticed instantly there were two sides to the split end: one soft fur, the other hard leather. The doctor alternated first rubbing the furry side over her clit then turning it over to slap it lightly with the leather. Rowan closed her eyes and tried to squeeze her knees together. It wasn’t that it didn’t feel good, quite the opposite in fact. And she wasn’t sure if she’d be able to hold the plug in place if she were to come.
“Nurses, take hold of her knees. I want her spread wide.” The two women moved into place as the doctor turned to Rowan. “Do you need a few strokes of the strap on your cunt first, breeder?” she asked.
“No, ma’am. I’m sorry. It’s just…”
“Dr. Nelson, watch her face and report the results, specifically her eyes. Her pupils will become round and large when she’s close to orgasm.” She then addressed Rowan: “You’ll be allowed to release your enema once you climax.” With that, she began whipping Rowan’s pussy. The sensations all collided together, the pain and sting of the crop over her already swollen clit, the pressure of the enema she held, the plug stretching her anus and somehow, the knowledge that she was being watched all worked together and as hard as she tried to keep from coming, to keep from giving them what they wanted, Rowan’s hips bucked beneath the ruthless crop and she tugged at the restraints on her wrists as she called out, closing her eyes and turning her head from side to side as orgasm overtook her every sense and she felt her muscles clamp down around the plug in her bottom and the gush of her own juices slide from her pussy.
“Orgasms are powerful,” Dr. Nelson said out loud. “Her eyes turned almost completely black before she closed them.”
The lead doctor smiled and nodded. “Good, that means she’s very fertile. We’re almost done here. Let’s get her emptied and we can proceed with her rectal exam.”
Rowan opened her eyes slowly only to meet that blue gaze of the savage who stood watching. Her face heated to a dark red as she realized he had seen her orgasm. He wouldn’t look away and so, finally, she lowered her lashes, embarrassed and angry with herself for her lack of self-control, for giving them what they wanted.
* *Blurb * *
In the aftermath of a plague which brought civilization to its knees and left most of the world’s female population sterile, breeders—the few women who remain fertile—have become a precious commodity. Breeders live in relative comfort, but upon reaching adulthood they are tasked with bearing one child after another to carry on the species. Frequent medical assessments keep the breeders healthy and harsh punishments keep them in line.

As a breeder who has just come of age, Rowan knows she will soon be little more than a slave, but when she dares to resist her fate the penalty is severe. After a shameful, public chastisement and a thorough, humiliating examination to determine her suitability for child-bearing, Rowan is given to a savage from outside the community—a huge brute of a man named Silas—to be bred.

Against all expectations, Rowan finds herself drawn to her new captor. Brave, ruggedly handsome, and even kind at times, Silas is everything the men who enslaved her were not. When the time comes for him to breed her, despite the circumstances something deep inside her begs for him to take her long and hard. But while she soon finds herself longing to be his forever, Rowan knows that eventually those who gave her to him will try to take her back. When that day comes will Silas fight to keep her at his side even if it means risking everything he loves?

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

Friday, August 22, 2014

Arousal and Humiliation during Rowan's Medical Exam #satspanks

Well, it's been a long week. I've had two release days which as fun as that sounds - it's really not when it's for the same book. Today I'm sharing a piece form Given to the Savage (formerly His to Breed). This is from the start of the book when Rowan is being examined before she is given to Silas for breeding. I didn't think I was into medical until I wrote this ;) 

* * * *

Rowan gasped when the doctor’s finger penetrated the tight ring of her anus. 

“She’s almost ready. Nurse, prepare the tubing.” All the while, she pushed more of the ointment inside her, rubbing circles and adding a second finger to stretch her bottom hole wider.

A few moments more of this and Rowan felt, in addition to the acute shame of her position, something else, something akin to what she felt when she had, on those few occasions, dared to slip her hand between her legs. Breeders were not allowed any sort of genital stimulation except by the doctors. The offense was punishable by public strapping. Nothing could get in the way of the breeder’s first and only duty: reproduction.


“The tube is ready, doctor.”

* * Blurb* *
In the aftermath of a plague which brought civilization to its knees and left most of the world’s female population sterile, breeders—the few women who remain fertile—have become a precious commodity. Breeders live in relative comfort, but upon reaching adulthood they are tasked with bearing one child after another to carry on the species. Frequent medical assessments keep the breeders healthy and harsh punishments keep them in line.

As a breeder who has just come of age, Rowan knows she will soon be little more than a slave, but when she dares to resist her fate the penalty is severe. After a shameful, public chastisement and a thorough, humiliating examination to determine her suitability for child-bearing, Rowan is given to a savage from outside the community—a huge brute of a man named Silas—to be bred.

Against all expectations, Rowan finds herself drawn to her new captor. Brave, ruggedly handsome, and even kind at times, Silas is everything the men who enslaved her were not. When the time comes for him to breed her, despite the circumstances something deep inside her begs for him to take her long and hard. But while she soon finds herself longing to be his forever, Rowan knows that eventually those who gave her to him will try to take her back. When that day comes will Silas fight to keep her at his side even if it means risking everything he loves?

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



Friday, May 30, 2014

A Naughty Anal Punishment from Tara Finnegan's new release, Exile to Unity

It's a shame Corbin's Bend is a fictitious community as I'd definitely be looking into homes if it were real. Just imagine, a community of spankos as your neighbors. It's unreal. Tara Finnegan's latest release, Exile to Unity, is a part of this series and I've asked her to share a bit of this very naughty scene on my blog. I got to read it before publication and oh my... Here's Tara:

Thank you so much, Natasha, for letting me take over your blog to peddle my wares. Yeah, I know, there is a name for people like me, several names actually and none of them flattering!

Finally, that Finnegan one got her ass in gear and released a new book. And it’s here! ExileTo Unity is the third book in the Corbin’s Bend series. For anyone who isn’t familiar with Corbin’s Bend, it’s a fictitious community in Colorado, based on a common ethos of spanking. If it was real I’d move there.  


Warning, what follows is a pretty harsh punishment scene, duly warranted, I think, as the ‘crime’
threatened the very foundation of Ange and Jim’s marriage.   

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Ange looked at where he was standing. Jim had one shoe off, which he had used to hammer a hook against the outside of the downstairs bathroom wall. He fixed the blue bag on the hook. She felt her anus clench at the thought of what was to follow. She heard the glop glop glop of the bag filling with water.

“See this hook? Tomorrow you’re going to find a picture to put here, and every time you look at that picture, you’ll know it’s only there to mask your shame, because from now on, this is where enemas will be delivered. And they’ll be delivered any time you hide things from me, or keep your feelings bottled up. Is that clear? If you keep things in, I’ll force them out. Simple.”

Ange looked at the spot where he’d banged in the hook. She would have to come up with something imaginative to hang at waist height in her living area. She certainly would know it was her shame as she would never hang a picture in that spot. It was if he’d purposefully picked the least likely place for sheer humiliation, knowing how house-proud she was. Even as he spoke, his words and his lecture were affecting her. To her horror, Ange realized she was actually aroused, in spite of the awful thing she was about to endure. Her backside hurt like hell, but even so, she was never more willing to do his bidding. Ange wanted to please Jim, even if that meant having cold water infused into her bottom. She felt a massive sense of relief that he cared enough to punish her. Since Jack was born, Ange had never felt so secure in Jim’s care. He had chosen to forgive her. She watched him lay the towels out on the floor.

“Come here, and lie across my lap,” Jim said as he sat on the chair he had carried
over.

Somehow Ange managed to get her feet to work, shuffling them reluctantly across the
cool of the bleached oak floor.



Blurb: Exile to Unity, Corbin’s Bend Book Three



When their preference for BDSM becomes embarrassingly public, Angela and Jim O’Brien decide to start afresh in Corbin’s Bend, a community based on a common ethos of spanking, a place where Ange hopes they can belong.

Ange soon learns that in this new environment,  Jim is not beyond chastising her with a good sound spanking as the couple face their past demons and try to recover the closeness they once shared.  New challenges soon face the couple.  Will their difficulties destroy them or can their move be what Ange initially hoped for, an exile to unity?

About Tara Finnegan:
Accidental writer from the west of Ireland, Tara likes to write about strong, feisty modern day heroines who meet their match with even stronger spanking heroes where the sparks will fly.
When not writing, she is a wife, mother, taxi-service, gofer and general finder of lost items!