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.
* * * * * *
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!
