Hello and welcome to the End of Summer/Back to School Blog Hop hosted by Spanking Romance Reviews and Saturday Spankings! I'm sad that summer is over but there's nothing like a naughty back to school story... Today I'm sharing a piece from an upcoming book (unedited and untitled just yet). There's a lot of reading to do so I'll just get right to it. Do make sure you leave a comment (including your e-mail address) answering the question at the end of the my story to be eligible for the grand prize drawings as well as my own prize. There are some awesome prizes on this hop! If you click on the image above, you'll be sent to the spanking romance reviews site for a detailed prize list. For now, my story...
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Amy quickly shoved her iPhone under
her pillow and lay back down, just glancing at the clock. It wasn't even 5:00PM
yet. She didn't expect Cade home until closer to six. She closed her eyes,
willing herself to calm down, knowing she'd have to lie to him, kicking herself
now for being too chicken to just go in and take the damned test!
"Hey, honey," Cade said,
opening the door and walking into the bedroom. In his hand, he carried a huge
bouquet of wild flowers which only added to her guilt.
"Hi," she said, trying to
make herself sound sick.
"Are you feeling ok?" he
asked, coming toward her, his hand moving to her forehead to check if she felt
warm when he saw her lying in bed. "It's not like you to lie around."
"I felt nauseous after lunch
and just a little dizzy and warm so I thought I'd lie down and take it
easy."
"You do feel a little
warm," he said.
She did?
She cleared her throat.
"I called to postpone my exam. I wanted to be 100% to take it, you
know?"
He studied her, turning her face
from side to side, examining her as he would a patient. "You look a little
flushed, but maybe that's all these blankets," he said, pushing them down
to her waist. "You got dressed?"
She'd just gotten home an hour ago
after meeting Lydia for an impromptu shopping trip. With her afternoon freed
up, Lydia had needed help finding a dress for a date and Amy had joined her.
"I never got undressed. I was
fine this morning, it was just after lunch that I started to feel strange."
Just then, the phone she'd tucked
under her pillow buzzed with a message. She'd been texting Lydia just before
Cade had gotten home.
"What's that?" he asked,
reaching for the phone before she could grab it.
"Oh, probably Lydia. I told
her I wasn't feeling well," Amy lied.
Cade read the display and spoke to
her while he scrolled through what she knew were the previous messages.
"Your professor called to say he was concerned that you'd missed this
exam." Still scrolling and not meeting her eye, "I remember you
making up the last one but hadn't realized you'd missed so many classes this
month," he finished, turning his attention to her then, his gaze very
serious.
Was he waiting for an answer? She
just stared up at him.
He looked back to the phone when it
buzzed with another message. "Looks like Lydia found a nice dress,"
he said, holding the phone up for Amy to see the picture.
Amy looked at it and the message
just before which read: Perfect fit, shopping
was fun this afternoon. Thanks for coming with!
"Cade, I can explain…"
she began. "I wasn't feeling well enough to take the test, I still feel
warm, you said so yourself…" She started to sit up but he put a hand on
her shoulder, and lay her back down.
"Why don't you lie down,
honey. I'll just get my medical bag and take your temperature properly before
we continue this conversation. In the meantime, why don't you roll over onto
your belly and pull your pants and panties down to get ready for me." He
stood and Amy swallowed.
"What?" she began, her
body reacting even at the thought of the humiliation he intended. He'd always
been dominant with her, it was something she always sought out in men. But this
sounded different. He sounded
different, like he knew all along she was lying, and today, he was going to
punish her for it.
"Here," he said, reaching
over to his side of the bed and handing her his pillow. "Slip this under
your hips for me. I'll be right back. Make sure you're in position."
She stared at his back as he walked
out the door, her mouth too dry to respond, her body a whirlwind of emotions:
excitement, rebellion, resistance. He
was going to teach her a lesson, she knew it. But he wouldn’t do it really,
would he? Surely he didn’t intend on taking her temperature in that most
embarrassing way possible?
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That's all for now folks. I love the word folks. Picked it up when I worked with a bunch of cowboys... :) Anyhow, back on track, my question for you, how do you feel about anal play in spanking stories? Is it ever too much? Too little? Are you just glad it's the heroine and not you ;) Please be sure to leave your e-mail address in the comments so we can contact you if you win!! For my prize, I'd like to offer a $10 Amazon, Blushing Books or Cane-IAC gift card (winner's choice). Thanks for stopping by to read and make sure you check out the other bloggers as well and a quick shout out here for Adaline Raine who did the awesome graphics for the hop!!!
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