Saturday, June 17, 2017

Saturday Spankings from Becoming Lady Amherst

Hi Everyone! I'm back after a long absence and guess who else is back too? Sarah and Jeffrey from Becoming Lady Amherst.  


Here's the blurb: When Miss Sarah McLean causes a scandal in Boston, her father takes her to London in search of a husband.

At her first party, Sarah insults Lord Amherst who takes her over his knee to spank some manners into her. When this spanking comes to light, Sarah's father offers him a choice: Marry Sarah or send her back to America where she has no prospects for a husband.

Intrigued by the spirited Yankee Girl, Lord Amherst proposes.

Despite the circumstances of their marriage, Sarah and Jeffrey form a bond and appear headed for a bright future. That is, until Sarah pretends to be someone she's not.




And now...this week's snippet. Sarah is about to get her first disciplinary spanking as a married lady. She's less than enthused when Jeffrey tells her to go upstairs, strip off her clothes and wait for him in the corner. 

“The corner? I am not a child.” I jerked out of his grasp, faced him with both hands on my hips.

“Be on your way before I decide to add more strokes to your punishment for your uncooperative attitude.” He swatted my hide then steered me toward the door.

I opened my mouth to reply but thought better of it and stomped up the stairs, making enough noise with my small feet to inform Jeffrey of my displeasure.

 “Quit stomping,” he called after me. “I am well aware you are not pleased. It is not necessary for you to act like a brat in order to make your point.”

“I am not a brat!” I shouted down the stairs at him, though even I could see the irony of the statement.

Becoming Lady Amherst is available on Amazon and can be read for free through Kindle Unlimited. Click here to get your copy. 


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Thursday, June 15, 2017

A Tribute To A Gentleman


We were all very sad to learn of the recent passing of our friend, Rollin Hand.

It seems fitting that most of the tributes to this kind man will be posted on blogs, since he was an avid and prolific blogger who was also generous in supporting other bloggers as well.

Rollin was one of the first people I got to know after I set up my blog. Because we were both lawyers, I think we had a bit of kinship over our mutual wish to write full time and leave the law behind. It's particularly poignant that he had only retired about a year before his death. I remember how happy he was when he announced that he was finally a full-time writer.

Rollin was a gentleman, in the truest sense of the word. He had been writing spanking stories for years before most of the rest of us came along and started publishing books. I'm not sure if I can say this exactly the right way, but here goes. In my experience, there are few men who can watch a group of women have success (often more than him) in the same field and not act like a jerk about it.

Rollin was a rare exception. Always a gentleman, he cheered and congratulated and encouraged. He was never bitter or condescending or unkind.

I'm so sorry that I never told him any of those things before he died.

I guess he is still teaching me things...

There are other bloggers who will be posting tributes today and there will be links on Facebook. If you are a blogger and would like to post your own tribute, please feel free to do so. This is not an exclusive event...no prizes for comments, no Rafflecopters...just something we've tried to put together to honor a member of our community.

Please feel free to share your own thoughts on Rollin in the comments.

I encourage you to visit his blog or Amazon author page to learn more about him.

His Blog. 

His Amazon Author Page. 

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Becoming Lady Amherst Re-Release

Becoming Lady Amherst is one of my personal favorites of my own books. Sarah, the heroine, is also a fan favorite and I have gotten a number of emails from fans telling me how much they enjoyed the book. 

I've decided to re-release the book with a new cover in hopes of sharing this book with new readers. 

If you haven't read it yet, I hope you'll give it a try. It's also available to read for free in Kindle Unlimited.


Blurb:  When Miss Sarah McLean causes a scandal in Boston, her father takes her to London in search of a husband.

At her first party, Sarah insults Lord Amherst who takes her over his knee to spank some manners into her. When this spanking comes to light, Sarah's father offers him a choice: Marry Sarah or send her back to America where she has no prospects for a husband.

Intrigued by the spirited Yankee Girl, Lord Amherst proposes.

Despite the circumstances of their marriage, Sarah and Jeffrey form a bond and appear headed for a bright future.

That is, until Sarah pretends to be someone she's not.



In this excerpt we see how Sarah became engaged. Enjoy! 





“Ah, Miss McLean, the music is starting. It is time for the dance you promised me.” Lord Amherst whisked me away before she could utter a syllable. We stood up together with the dancers.


“I did not promise you a dance,” I whispered through a forced smile.


“Based upon the expression in your eyes when your governess—”


“She is not my governess.” Honestly, could he be more infuriating?


“Given the childish way you sometimes behave, you can understand my confusion.”


“You are not confused. You simply hope to rankle me, something you have an uncanny ability to do.”


“And do you know why that is?” he asked before the dance parted us briefly.


“Because you are despicable,” I responded the next time he came within earshot.


“No." He grinned. “It is because you fancy me.”


I stopped in my tracks to glare up at him. The dance was forgotten while raw emotion coursed through my veins. “You! I fancy you?” I threw my head back and laughed. “Do you honestly believe I could ever fancy a man such as you, after you turned me over your knee and spanked me?”


Lord Amherst stared, his jaw hanging slack. An eerie silence fell over the dancers and even the musicians quieted. Horrified, my focus darted from shocked face to shocked face until my gaze met the stony glare of Mrs. White.



***



Father insisted no decisions be made in haste, so when Mrs. White reported my behavior to him—and though she was supposedly responsible for my comportment, she blamed the entire matter on me—he sent me to bed with instructions to get a good night’s sleep, with a promise we would discuss the situation in the morning.


How could he expect me to rest? My mind whirled. Another scandal. I had shamed my father and myself not to mention suffering the self-satisfied smirk on Mrs. White’s face.


I had no idea why she appeared so happy. If we returned to America, she would be out of a job. However, since she lingered in the library with Father after my departure, perhaps she had designs on accompanying us to America as my new stepmother.


A shudder tripped through my body while a bit of bile rose in my throat. I would do anything to get away from her, including give myself to Lord Amherst.


Yes, upon consideration of the options, binding myself to the vexatious Lord Jeffrey Amherst was far preferable to living in a household with that woman as my stepmother.


Of course, there was no reason to think my father would be so foolish.


The variety of thoughts crashing through my brain made sleep elusive.


Summoned to the library the next morning, I expected a stern lecture followed by orders to pack for a departure to America. Instead, Lord Amherst stood next to my father.


My breath caught in my throat, and I took a step back. I scanned the visitor's face for a hint as to his intentions. Of course, he must have been angry with me for embarrassing him, though my statement contained nothing but the truth. Regardless, it was scandalous for me to shout about it in the middle of a dance. My face heated with mortification.


Father indicated an upholstered chair next to the one where our imposing guest had settled himself, while he sat on the other side of the desk and studied the two of us.


“Sarah.” He rubbed his forehead. “I have spoken with Lord Amherst, who indicates what you said last night, though highly shocking, was actually true.”


I regarded the man next to me with surprise. Why did he not deny the whole thing? Call me a crazy Yankee? It was not as though there were any witnesses. Plus, the word of a man of his lineage and reputation would carry much more weight than that of an upstart American girl like me.


He spoke again. “Based upon his admission, I could demand satisfaction and force a marriage between the two of you.”


The maids—undoubtedly listening outside the closed door—could have heard my sudden inhalation of breath.


“Marriage? To him?” I turned and stared at Lord Amherst, who met my gaze seeming completely nonplussed.


“Is the thought of it so abhorrent to you?” he said, calm as you please.


“I-I had not considered it,” I lied.


“The other option,” Father interjected, “would be for us to return to America and allow his lordship to tell whatever version of events he cares to. I would not ordinarily offer a choice, but seeing that you both contributed to this mess, it seems the fair thing to do.”


I slumped in my seat. Allow this man, or anyone, to tell tales about me? No! Despite my lack of decorum, I still possessed some pride.


An opportunity for freedom from England, this exasperating man, as well as all the other pomp and circumstance presented itself. Why did I not take it?


“Of course, that would be Lord Amherst’s preference.” I stared at the floor, expecting his agreement.


“Not necessarily.” The gentleman turned to address my father. “Sir, would you mind allowing Miss McLean and me a moment to speak privately?”


My father sat up straighter in his seat. “That would be highly improper.”


“I believe we are past the point of what is proper or not, sir.”


To my knowledge, no one, man or woman, had ever stood up to my father, particularly in such a firm but polite manner. A tiny bit of admiration formed in my heart.


Without responding, Father rose and vacated the room, though he did not close the door completely when he left.


Bewildered, I scrutinized Lord Amherst. Did he plan to spank me again for getting him into such a bind? Instead, he turned in his seat, gazing at me full in the face.


“What will happen to you if you go back to America?” His warm voice floated over me and I almost wanted to crawl into his lap.


I considered lying, but the situation required honesty. I took a deep breath and confessed. “Father says he wishes to have a daughter married to an English lord. While it is his desire, the whole truth is I have rebuffed or offended all of the eligible suitors in America.” There. I said it. I grasped the arms of the chair, preparing myself for his ridicule.


Instead, he laughed heartily. “All of them? Surely you exaggerate.”


“Father took me to Boston so my aunt could introduce me to eligible gentlemen. That went fairly well until….” I braced for my admission. “One young man attempted to steal a kiss. I had no idea of his intention, so when he startled me, my reaction was instinctive.”


I peeped up at Lord Amherst, who wore a singularly delighted expression on his face. “Go on.”


“I blackened his eye. Shortly afterward, we left for England. So now you know.”

His look of enchantment persisted.


“It must please you to know I have shamed myself in two countries.” I tilted my chin in defiance.


“As a matter of fact it does, but not for the reason you might think.” He grinned at me. “It means I am your last, best hope for marriage, is that not correct?”


“Why should such a thing make you glad? Surely you have many prospects for a wife.” My voice barely above a whisper, I curled into myself, trying to disappear. “Better prospects than me.”


“Would not a wife who is grateful to be saved from a life of spinsterhood be a good choice? She would always be thankful to have a husband such as me.”


“What?” My malaise disappeared. “If you expect me to spend the rest of my life kowtowing after you in gratitude for the grand honor of being your wife, you are sorely mistaken.” I stood, intending to go to the door to call my father back into the room, but before I could get past Lord Amherst, he took hold of my hand and drew me down to sit on his lap.


“Your spunk is precisely the reason you will be an ideal wife for me. I am well past prime marriage age, but I have refused to bind myself to a woman who simpers after me in a ‘yes, my lord’ sort of way.”


I did not fully comprehend his meaning because the flecks of gold in his dark eyes mesmerized me—burnished speckles which were only apparent when one was in close proximity, such as sitting on the gentleman’s lap.


The next thing I knew, his mouth settled over mine in a gentle kiss that made my toes wiggle.


When the kiss ended, he whispered against my lips, “Stay here, Sarah. Be my wife.”


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Monday, January 9, 2017

I Have A New Blog

I've started a new blog and I hope you'll stop by regularly.

It's called Naughty Knitter Reviews and I'll be sharing book reviews. book promotions and a bit of knitting chat. All my favorite things in one place.

I'll be reviewing and featuring spanking books as well as romances from other genres.

I'm also offering editing services and you can find the information for that in one of the tabs at the top of the blog.

Authors---I'm going to be doing a feature between now and Valentine's Day that includes interviews with the spouses/partners of writers. If your significant other would like to participate (and you can promo one of your books) email me at CelesteJones215 at rocketmail.com

Click here to go to Naughty Knitter Reviews

I look forward to seeing all of you there.

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

Spanking Stories Book Club---Mated To The Vikens by Grace Goodwin

Hello Everyone!

Welcome to a special edition of Spanking Stories Book Club. Today we're discussing Grace Goodwin's Mated to the Vikens (Interstellar Brides Book Eight).  This is a book that has not one hunky hero. Not two sexy leading men...but three, count 'em three, sexy Vikens who are devoted to their human mate.


Blurb: As an art dealer in New York, Sophia Antonelli's worked hard to build her business, but fate forces her to make a deal with organized crime. When things go wrong, she takes the fall and is offered a choice: twenty-five years in jail or the Interstellar Bride Program. The choice is easy and Sophia is shocked to learn she's mated to not one, but three Viken warriors.

After ten years fighting the Hive, Gunnar, Erik and Rolf are now the Kings' guards at Viken United. Bowing to the new Queen's wishes, they agree to share an Interstellar Bride. It should be an easy task since she's matched to three of them, all battle hardened warriors. But none can save her from being kidnapped during transport. 

Accidentally mixed up in an evil organization's plot to assassinate the Viken Queen, Sophia refuses to back down, even with her mates standing protectively in the way. After her experience on Earth, she's not about to let anyone ruin her new life. Sophia will risk everything to expose her enemy, but when it comes to their new bride, her three Viken mates will do whatever it takes to eliminate the threat and keep her...forever. 


Now, onto the thrilling discussion. 

1. Three men and one woman. Could this sort of relationship work in real life? Would you want it to? We have sister wives, can brother husbands work? 

2.  How many men is too many? 

3. I love the arranged marriage and mail order bride tropes. What about you? What's so appealing about them? 

4. If you were scientifically matched to your ideal mate, would you be willing to marry them, sight unseen? 

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Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Can a spanking romance be funny and sexy?

An interview with Cara Bristol, author of Domestic Discipline
Q: Tell me about Domestic Discipline, the book. Is it a romance, an anthology?
A: Domestic Discipline contains two short spanking romance novellas. One story, Wife on the Lam, is light and humorous, almost a romantic comedy, but sexy. It’s intended to be a bit tongue-and-cheek. Although the DD relationship aspect is true-to-life, the story itself is a lighthearted romp.  When I wrote it, I just wanted to have fun with the story, to play with it, and tease my characters a little. When you ask women what they want in a mate, a sense of humor usually ranks near the top of the list. So why not have humor in a romance?
Rahm’s Way is more intense.  Domestic Discipline offers two different types of spanking romances, but the unifying factor is domestic discipline, and the couples’ attempts to make it work for their respective relationships.
Q: How does your story start where it does?
A: The story opens with heroine Janelle on an airplane headed for a romantic vacation getaway—all by herself. Believing her husband forgot their anniversary, she gets pissed and flies off without him. She doesn’t even tell him she’s going. She leaves a note and casserole. That’s how mad she is.
Q: Is there anything special about the setting?
A: Wife on the Lam is set on a fictitious Caribbean island, called “Isla Island,” and it’s a composite of many places I’ve visited. I drew Janelle’s experiences on the island from my own—I’ve gone on the horseback ride from hell, dealt with the humidity and bugs. I’ve been boating and snorkeling.
Q: What creates conflict between your romance couple ?
A: That Janelle thinks Brent forgot their anniversary and in a fit of pique, she runs away.
Q: Does a character in your story have a secret?
A: Big time. Brent has two secrets. The first is that he didn’t forget their anniversary. He secretly booked the vacation Janelle wanted, intending to surprise her. When she flew the coop, she ruined his big surprise. His other even bigger secret is that he follows her to Isla Island. She has no idea he’s spying on her. He’s giving her just enough rope to hang herself.
Q: Why did you title the book Domestic Discipline?
A: As I said, the book contains two different erotic romances. Wife on the Lam is kind of a romantic comedy, and Rahm’s Way borders on BDSM. Wife on the Lam has a cowboy in it. Rahm’s Way features a military man. It was hard to find a title that captured the lightness of one story and the darkness of the other. So, I thought, why not just call it what it is? Domestic Discipline. Each couple is trying to find happiness within the contest of domestic discipline marriage.
An excerpt from Wife on the Lam, Domestic Discipline
 
(I said the story is funny, but this is one of the more serious scenes in Wife on the Lam)
Sitting on the bed in his underwear, Brent could hear Janelle singing in the shower. Then the water shut off, the hair dryer ran for a while, and then she pranced out wearing the scandalous suit and a seductive smile.
He twirled his hand. “Let’s see the back.”
She spun around. The thong disappeared in her crack, completely baring her apple-red ass cheeks. She faced him again. “You don’t think it’s too skimpy?”
“Not for what I have in mind,” he said.
The curve of her lips widened.
“Let me clean up.” He headed into the bath before her come-hither look could work on him.
When he emerged from the shower, he found Janelle readying for an afternoon swim. She had towels rolled and had gathered up her e-reader and his, sunblock, the camera, and a couple bottles of water. Her poor ass glowed red. “Do you prefer the beach or the pool?” She faced him.
“Neither. At least not right now.” He hitched his towel more firmly around his waist and padded to the bed. He sat on the mattress, and patted his knee. “Over here, sweetheart.”
She widened her eyes before her face crumpled with dismay. “B-But, I thought…I figured when we got home…” she trailed off.
He shook his head. He’d always meted out discipline as soon as possible, believing in the importance of prompt punishment. “We need to put this matter behind us. You won’t enjoy yourself if you spend the entire vacation worrying about being spanked.”
“Then don’t spank me.” Her eyes held a plea. “I learned my lesson.”
“As uncomfortable as the horseback ride may have been, having a bad time doesn’t count as discipline. You ignored my feelings by taking off without any explanation. We’re partners, Janelle. I don’t check out of our marriage when I don’t get what I want.”
Her lower lip quivered, and she hung her head. “I’m really sorry.”
“I know you are.” He patted his lap again. “Let’s get this over with.”
Domestic Discipline Blurb:
Love, desire, domination, and submission. Two domestic discipline romances by USA Today bestselling author Cara Bristol in one volume.
Wife on the Lam
Janelle wants to take a luxury vacation for her wedding anniversary. Despite numerous hints, husband Brent misses all the clues and plans a business trip! Miffed, she flies off alone to a luxury resort. She’s going to celebrate—with or without him.
Brent didn’t have to work. He’d planned a second honeymoon to the luxury Cabana Resort. Janelle might have ruined his surprise, but he’s not going to let her ruin their anniversary, too. He has a little trick up his sleeve to take his errant wife in hand and get their marriage back on track.
Rahm’s Way
Before her military husband left for his tour of duty, Cadence Simmons relied on Rahm’s love, direction, and protection. His absence forced her to become more independent and make decisions for herself. After serving his country, he’s home for good and eager to resume their marriage as it was before. Only Cadence isn’t quite sure she wants things exactly as they were. Can domestic discipline guide this couple through some major changes?
Buy Links:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Domestic-Discipline-Cara-Bristol-ebook/dp/B01LM0K1O6/#nav-subnav

Author Bio
USA Today bestselling author Cara Bristol writes “nice and naughty” stories of love, romance, and humor featuring strong alpha heroes. She is a no. 1 bestseller in BDSM erotica, science fiction romance, and holiday fiction on Amazon. She is best known for her Rod and Cane Society domestic discipline series and her Breeder D/s sci-fi romance series. She lives in Missouri with her own alpha hero, her husband.
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Friday, July 15, 2016

Spanking Stories Book Club: Lord Winthorpe's Virgin Bride

Happy Summer! Looking for a sexy summer read? How about a naughty historical romance by Amelia Wren: Lord Winthorpe's Virgin Bride

Blurb: Jacinta Buchanan never particularly wanted to be married, but desperate times call for desperate measures. She needs a plan to ensure her future before her horrid uncle completely depletes the fortune her late father worked so hard to build. Hearing that a new, eligible bachelor has recently returned home to the manor just outside the village, she is quick to hatch a plan she believes will benefit them both.


Lord Theodore Winthorpe might have recently inherited a title and a large manor house, but unfortunately, he didn't inherit the means required to provide for its upkeep. When a young woman appears on his doorstep to offer herself in marriage under a definite set of terms, his interest is certainly piqued. After taking the little minx across his knees and ensuring there is a spark that has the possibility of growing into an inferno between them, he agrees to marry her.

Jacinta soon discovers that even the best laid plans can go awry. Things are not quite as simple as she'd planned, especially when she learns first hand that Theodore has some rather firm notions of what he expects from his new bride. His requirements have her struggling with her need to remain independent and her growing desire to submit to a man she barely knows.

What’s more, Uncle Cameron doesn’t intend to release control of his late brother’s fortune without a fight, and he fights dirty. Marriage was the only option Jacinta had for safeguarding her legacy—but what options does she have for safeguarding her heart?

Disclaimer: This book contains the spanking of adult women and other explicit themes, including anal play. If such material offends you, please do not purchase.


Questions for Discussion: 


1. Jacinta is in a bit of a bind. Unless she puts a stop to it, her evil uncle will deplete her father’s fortune, thus destroying the legacy he devoted his entire life to building. Her only hope is to marry a man she’s only just met. Would you marry a stranger if that was the only way to preserve your dearly departed father’s legacy?

2. Once a spectacular home, Theodore’s manor house is now falling apart, and the two remaining servants are too feeble to be of much help. Unfortunately, the money they counted on to repair the manor house is tied up in the courts. If you were in Jacinta and Theodore’s shoes would you 1) sell all the valuables and use the money to move somewhere more affordable 2) throw on an apron/roll up your sleeves and get to work on fixing up the old place 3) try to be Zen about it—so what if the place is covered with dust, infested with mice and that the windows are broken or missing and the walls are cracking?

3.  At one point, the threat of being thrown into a mental hospital (or as they called it back then, the insane asylum) is a very real possibility for Jacinta. As you probably know, mental wards were horrifying places in Victorian England. What lengths would you go to in an effort to escape such a terrible fate?

4. Jacinta and Theodore adopt a couple of kittens they call Spring and Dash. The idea was for the kittens to wipe out the mouse infestation, but Jacinta and Theodore soon grow attached to the cuddly creatures. Animals as pets aren’t all that common in historical fiction, but can you think of any memorable pets from stories that take place in the past?

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