Thursday, July 17, 2014

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The Coach's Discipline by Katherine Deane

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Today I'm featuring Katherine Deane's latest release, The Coach's Discipline. She's chosen a snippet today that just demonstrates Nick's dominance. There's something to that natural dominance. Here's Katherine!

Thanks so much for having me here today Natasha! I am so excited about this release. This book has a lot of different components; hot sexy scenes, fun banter scenes, emotional scenes, and what I'm sharing today - a dominance scene. Nick oozes dominance - he doesn't even need to threaten a spanking. It just comes naturally to him. This scene takes place toward the beginning of the book. It's Claire's first time running with her new team and new coach.

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Claire eased into the slower pace and tried to match his long strides.
“I’m sorry, Nick. I got kind of excited. Sorry. I’ll go to the back.”
“Switch!” She called out, and prepared to be passed by the other runners.
“No.” came his loud, forceful reply. “Stay. As. Is.”
“But I… I can’t pace. I’m no good at it. I’m going to hurt everyone by going too fast or too slow. Someone’s going to trip. You… you don’t want me to lead.” She stammered, feeling suddenly foolish.
“Who’s the coach here?” he scolded.
“You, sir.” Oh God, where did that come from?
“I coach—you obey,” he said sternly.
She nodded in reply.
Nick took over Morgan’s space next to her, pushing the rest of the group back. “Relax and run. I’ll be right here with you.”
“I don’t know.” She felt the anxiety re-build in her, and started picking up the pace again.
He touched her hip and tapped it slowly three times. They weren’t hard, or overtly sexual. The slow metronome cadence of finger taps on the side of her hips, reminded her of the second hand on her watch. Click, click, click; telling her to slow her rate.
“Breathe, Claire. Now relax.” His rich, deep voice had a calming effect on her.
She did as he said, dropping her shoulders, taking a deep slow breath, and relaxed back into the original pace.
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Blurb

Marathon runner Claire Jacobs has always dreamed of making it to the Olympics, but she has a habit of getting in her own way. With the help of Nick Fox, a legendary coach known for his unconventional techniques, she prepares for one last shot at her dream. Traumatic memories of her experience with her last coach still haunt Claire, though, and in spite of his reputation she finds it hard to trust Nick’s authority. 


The more time he spends with Claire, the more Nick finds himself enchanted by her drive and deep commitment to her fellow runners. But when her self-destructive behavior crosses the line, Nick realizes he has only one option to help the woman he has come to care about so much—he will need to give her the first spanking of her life and make sure it is one she will not forget. 

Despite his firm discipline, Claire quickly comes to crave Nick’s dominance and direction, and soon he has grown to be much more than just her coach. But when jealousy and misunderstandings threaten to tear the team apart, will she run away as she always has in the past, or can she trust in her newfound love and race toward her goals with an open heart? 

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



Wednesday, July 16, 2014

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OTK Spanking or OTD Spanking? An Unpublished #Spanking Scene


Did I just make up OTD or do others use that term? It's Over the Desk just in case...

Taming Naia was originally released as Naia and the Professor. I wrote it over a year ago and during the revision phase, I went back and forth with whether or not I should change the first spanking scene, which is an over the desk spanking, to an over the knee spanking scene. Back when I was originally writing it, I had decided I definitely preferred over the desk spankings - maybe for the disciplinary piece? I'm not really sure. I had told a friend about my preference for OTD and she'd said something like 'hm…let me know when OTK and hand becomes your preference.' Of course I thought 'yeah ok…' but nope, I was an OTD girl.

Well, here I am now having changed my tune. There's something very tender and intimate in an OTK/hand spanking that can't be matched  otherwise. Who knows what I'll be thinking six months from now, but here's a piece that's not in the book. It's what would have been had I chosen the OTK replacement scene. Think of it like one of those books where the reader chooses - so as if there were an OTD vs an OTK door (remember those choose your adventure novels?). The book kept the original OTD scene but here's a little extra OTK for you…

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“Come here, Naia.”
She walked slowly to him. Her heart raced and tears slid down her face. He reached out and brushed one of them away.
“You’re safe,” he said.

She nodded, but the tears didn’t stop. The opposite in fact. “I know.”
Liam leaned his torso back and gestured toward his lap. "Lay across my lap."
Naia's heart beat hard and fast, the sound of it drumming in her ears. Emotions collided within her, the will to resist, the surety of what was to come, her own submission, her utter arousal at that submission.

Slowly, she leaned forward, placing her hands on one of this thighs, trying to lower herself  gracefully over his lap. But there was no dignified way to do this, there was no dignity in it at all. That was part of the deal, part of what had her pussy throbbing with arousal as her mind battled the humiliation of her position.

Liam's hand was on her then, pushing her gently forward so her belly lay against his thighs. "Hands and feet remain on the floor throughout your spanking," he said.

She placed the flat of both palms and her feet on the floor. Liam's large hand rested on her back, caressing, moving lower slowly over her buttocks, the pads of his fingers just touching the backs of her naked thighs as he slowly pulled her skirt up over her bottom.

Naia reached back then to clasp his hands, halting them. She looked over her shoulder to meet his gaze. "Not bare, Sir. Please not bare."

"But Naia, wasn't that part of what you claimed I did? Didn't I bare your bottom for your spanking?"

She groaned.

"Hands on the floor. If I have to bind you, you'll take double the strokes."

She moved her hands reluctantly back to the floor but he must not have trusted her to keep her feet where they were because in the next instant, he had draped one of his legs over hers, trapping her with one hand on her waist as he lifted the skirt up with other.

"Very pretty," he said, his big hand caressing her bottom. "But we're not quite bare yet, are we, Naia?" he said, his voice taunting as he placed his fingers just into the waistband of her panties and slowly, ever so slowly, dragged them down over her bottom, down past the tops of her thighs and brought them to her knees.


"There," he said, turning circles over the rounded cheeks, pulling them apart just slightly, just enough that she knew that nothing was hidden from his sight. "One last thing and we can get started," he said, his fingers scratching up over the crease between buttocks and thigh, causing her to clench, which earned her a quick, sharp slap of his hand. "Don't clench. In fact, that's the one thing. Push your bottom out to me, Naia. Push it out and take your spanking."


Tuesday, July 15, 2014

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Unbind My Heart: Guest Post by Maddie Taylor

Maddie Taylor and I have swapped blogs today! She's here with a little something naughty from Unbind My heart, Book 4 of the hot hot hot Club Decadence series and I'm at her place with a little something naughty from Taming Naia. First the blurb, then the naughty bit. Enjoy... 

Blurb:

Unlucky in love and gun-shy after the epic failure that was her marriage, Lexie Berry is looking for nothing more than a girl’s night out as she joins her friends for drinks and good music at Club Decadence.  She didn’t plan on sexy Master Jonas capturing her eye and sparking more than her interest.  He’s a Dom though, and she hasn’t had sex in six years, not since her ex-husband violently attacked her in a drunken rage.  But Jonas is tall, ripped and handsome.  He’s also an expert at rope bondage, her guilty fantasy that she’s kept secret for years.  In fact, he teaches classes in Shibari at his new MMA studio and asks her to be his model.  Can Lexie move beyond her traumatic past and be brave enough to explore with Jonas?  Can he be the one to earn her trust and help her break free from the bonds of her constricted and wounded heart?


Excerpt:

Jonas noticed the distant look in Lexie’s eyes, her parted lips and the shallow rise and fall of her chest, her breathing a bit erratic.  She looked like . . .  Pausing, he questioned his assessment—surely not this soon.  Still, he’d seen a sub flying before, and if she wasn’t there, she was close.  A rare occurrence with a simple breast tie, with no kissing or caressing, no nipple or clitoral stimulation, no spanking, flogging or impact whatsoever, only simple touches and softly spoken words.  Damn.  She was perfect. 
“Next, we’ll add a simple wrist restraint.”  He turned Lexie’s back to the audience, providing them with a clear view of his technique.  “This position will arch the back and display the breasts even more prominently.  If you add a hair restraint, you immobilize the head and expose the vulnerable throat.  We’ll get to that in future sessions.” 
Moving behind her, Jonas presented his back to the class.  His body was responding to Lexie’s arousal, and his cock was fully erect.  He was fortunate the tie required that he stand behind her because it helped hide the noticeable hard-on he was sporting.  As he prepared the next length of rope, he angled his head to speak softly in her ear.  “Lexie, are you still with me?”
“Yes, Sir.”  Her voice was husky and low.  The throaty sound sent a frisson of excitement through his system, causing his balls to draw up tight against his body.  Exercise some control for God’s sake, Mitchell.  But all the scolding and cursing in the world wasn’t going to alleviate his condition.  He wanted her, and soon his entire class would know it. 

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Sunday, July 13, 2014

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Sci Spanks Anthology Coming Soon!

Wow, look at this gorgeous cover! Next Wednesday, July 16th, fifteen of the seventeen Sci Spanks authors will present their stories (some revised and expanded) in an easy-to-read, downloadable, one-stop-shop anthology, Sci Spanks!
If you earned a completion bonus this year, you are eligible for a free copy! Please leave a comment over at Governing Ana letting her know whether you prefer epub (for Nook or other ereaders, such as Sony) or mobi (for Kindle). We are hoping to have your complimentary copies ready by Tuesday. :)
For everyone else, look forward to next Wednesday for your very own copy of Sci Spanks! The anthology will sell for only 99 cents, so be sure to get your copy!
Special thanks to Cover Artisan for his wonderful artwork. Look for an exclusive peek into his artistic methods…only in the anthology!!!

Friday, July 11, 2014

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Maintenance Night Inspection #satspanks



Welcome to Saturday Spankings. This week saw the release of Taming Naia, the story of the eldest of the Roark brothers, Liam. I'm assuming you know Luke and Jake from Taming Emma and Taming Megan... three brothers who spank. What's not to love?

For today's snippet, Liam has just sat down and Naia is standing before him with her hands at the back of her head, naked but her for her panties, awaiting inspection on maintenance night. And she's been naughty...

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“Take your panties down,” he said.

Without question or a moment of hesitation, she pulled them to just beneath her hips, fully aware that, depending on how closely he checked, she might receive a punishment tonight. She was banking on the fact he normally didn’t miss the little details.

“I love...” he began, brushing a finger between her thighs while she swallowed. “That you’re always ready for me,” he continued while her face burned red, a reaction she seemed not to be able to rid herself of.

He reached out a finger and tested the skin. “Tsk, tsk,” he said.

He’d noticed. Of course he would. He leaned back in his seat and waited.

“I’m sorry, sir.”

“Eyes on me,” he said.

She met his gaze.

“Explain.”


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Blurb 

Naia knows that Liam Roark has every right to be angry with her for sabotaging his career ten years ago with the accusation that he spanked her. When she seeks him out to ask his forgiveness, though, he will only give it on one condition: she'll have to accept the bare-bottom spanking she once falsely claimed to have been given. 


Although hesitant, Naia agrees, but after a painful and humiliating punishment which leaves her tearful and blushing, Liam sends her on her way. Despite her protests he is determined not to see her again… for his sake and for hers. He knows full well how strongly he yearns to dominate and have his way with her, and he fears she is far from ready to see that side of him. But Liam isn't the only one who has to come to terms with the past, and when Naia persists, he finds himself unable to resist the twenty-eight year old beauty any longer. 

Deciding to give her a taste of the life he lives, Liam brings her with him to his vacation home in Miami. He will demand her absolute obedience, thoroughly punish any defiance, and take her in any way he pleases, leaving her begging on her knees for more. But will the passion they ignite continue to burn hot once they return home? 

Publisher’s Note: Taming Naia is a stand-alone prequel to Taming Emma and Taming Megan. It is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, elements of BDSM, anal play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book. 

Also note that this book was published previously under the title Naia and the Professor.
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Preparing Naia for her First #Spanking



Today I'd like to share a snippet from my new spanking erotic romance, Taming Naia, continuing from the first spanking Liam gives Naia. It's been ten years since she told the lie that cost him his job. She's had a week to think on his proposal (See yesterday's post if you missed it) and he's now here, in her hotel suite and they're about to begin and he's asked her what she's feeling...

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“What are you feeling?” he asked, coming closer, his hands on her arms squeezing gently. That gentle, reassuring touch was her undoing. 

 Her eyes grew wide and she knew she’d be able to hide nothing from him. “Scared and nervous,” Naia said. 

 “Both normal. But what exactly are you scared of?” Liam asked. 

  “That it will hurt,” she began. She glanced away, then back. “And that it will be embarrassing.” That was maybe even more prominent than her fear of the pain. 

 “But you’re not afraid of me, are you, Naia?” he asked, another tender squeeze, no teasing either in his expression or his tone. 

 He’d called her Naia like he used to. Something just felt good about that. 

 “No, I’m not afraid of you, professor.” She too was dead serious. 

  “Do you trust me?” 

 “I do, sir.” 

 His expression changed, softened. He looked at her a little like he used to back at school. “I will give you the punishment you need, Naia, but I won’t do you any harm, do you understand?” 

 Tears sprung to her eyes and she nodded. Something about this man forced the real Naia to come to the surface every time. It was as though, even back at school, they danced along this fine line and every time, every single time, there she would be, exposed to him, no matter what. 

 He studied her for a long moment and she stood just able to hold his gaze. He then released her and walked to the window over the desk and pulled the curtains closed. He cleared the few promotional items the hotel had left off the desk and turned back to her. Taking off his jacket, he rolled up his sleeves to reveal thick forearms dusted with dark hair. Naia remembered that he had looked like that when he had taught, his jacket always on the back of his chair, his sleeves rolled up, big hands holding chalk, gesturing as he spoke. But he looked different as he stood here today. He looked so much the dominant, the one with absolute control.

 “Come here, Naia.” 

 She walked slowly to him. Her heart raced and tears slid down her face. He reached out and brushed one of them away. “You’re safe,” he said. 

 She nodded, but the tears didn’t stop. The opposite in fact. “I know.” 

 “Are you wearing panties?” 

 Oh, god. “Yes, sir.” 

 “Bend over the desk, please.”




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