Sunday 31 January 2021

Aliens, Alphas and Romance that's out of this world...

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Saturday 30 January 2021

Saturday Spankings - Kinky Duke anyone? #historicalromance #erotic #duke #ku


Welcome to Saturday Spankings. Kinky Duke anyone?

His eyes had lost the softness of earlier, and his lips were thin. “I believe I have been quite clear in my instructions.” He gripped her wrist. “And you have disobeyed me.”
He tugged her to the sofa.
She tried to resist but it was no good, his grip was firm. Fear darted though her chest, tightening her throat and snatching her breath.
Once there he sat on the edge, knees bent, jaw tense. He still held her wrist and his brow was creased. “And now you must be punished, little kitten.” 
“Please, I... I’m sorry.”
What the hell is he going to do?
He looked so big and strong, determined and domineering. Stood beside him—small and skinny—she was vulnerable and at his mercy, emotions that scared her but at the same time wrapped around her in a new, unsettling way.
“Sorry will not right your wrong,” he snapped.
“But... it was an accident.”
“An accident that would not have happened had you been obedient.”
Suddenly her world turned upside down. He’d tipped her over his lap and pulled her close to his hard body. His thighs were thickly muscled and warm through his pants and his hold on her like a lock of steel.
“Hey, get off me!” She scrabbled for something to hold onto, found the floor, and yelped as a hard swat landed on her backside. The sensation was shocking and stung like a swarm of bees.
“I will not have my work interfered with.”
Another smack, then another and another.
She kicked and squirmed, trying to break free. It was mortifying to be spanked like a child would be... except no, this was much harder than anyone would strike a child, this had real male muscle behind it.
He held her tighter, drawing her against his torso. “Keep still.” His voice was a low growl. He sounded almost feral, animal-like, and the tone sent a shiver through her.
I am his. That is how it is here.
He’d bought her, he could do as he pleased whether that pained her, scared her, or demeaned her—or all three.
He didn’t let up, the loud thwacks of his palm connecting with her petticoat snapping around the room and up to the high ceiling.
“Oh... it hurts,” she cried when she felt she could take no more.
“It’s supposed to.” His voice still held that raw, masculine tone.
She clenched her fists as the spanking continued. At least her ass had some protection from her petticoat.
“This is in the goddamn way.” He gripped the waistband of her last piece of clothing and yanked it down, completely exposing her buttocks.
Her poor bottom was utterly at his mercy.
“Oh, please.” She tried to grab the petticoat and pull it up.
But it was no good. He was too big, strong, and determined and swatted her attempts away.
“Stop that nonsense.”
For a moment he was still and she imagined him staring at the globes of her behind, no doubt red from his ministrations.
Humiliation had her skin crawling at the same time it was smarting. No man had ever laid eyes on her naked behind before.
Oh, why does he have to do this to me?
And then the punishment resumed. This time on naked, vulnerable skin.
She attempted to protect her buttocks, sending the flat of her palm around in an effort to relieve some of the burning rain of slaps he was sending down.
He batted her hand away. “Little kitten, if I have to tell you again to keep still, this spanking will go on for three times as long as it should do. For it pains me not to teach you this lesson, only you.”
“Oh, Duke... please.”
“Be silent and take it.” He shoved at her hands and she was forced to grip his leg and the side of the sofa.
After another ten or so spanks, there was a reprieve as he stroked her ass, as if learning the shapes of her buttocks and exploring her flesh.
Jemima held her breath. His caress was gentle, soft, almost loving. This confused her; a second ago he’d been causing her pain, now he was treating her butt like a prized possession.
He skimmed his finger up the cleft of her cheeks then back down, so low she instinctively jerked away when he neared her rear hole. “Sir!”
He chuckled softly. “It is not time for that... not yet.”

Friday 29 January 2021

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Wednesday 27 January 2021

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After escaping a fate worse than death, Uma Nixon knows she's one lucky woman.

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Saturday 23 January 2021

Saturday Spankings - HARD LESSONS #mafiaromance #eroticromance #KU #spankingromance


Welcome to another Saturday Spankings! This week a few from HARD LESSONS, a sexy mafia story set in the UK.

“And now we have the matter of today’s hundred spanks,” Luca said quietly.
Serena swallowed, her throat suddenly tight and her ass tingling. Fuck, and why did her nipples pinch and her pussy flutter. That shouldn’t happen at the threat of a spanking.
“The spanks you earned by planning a one-way flight to New York. You do remember that crime, right?”
She nodded.
How long would she really have been able to stay away?
How long would it really have taken Luca to find her?
“So over you go.” He nodded at the table by the window. The one they’d eaten breakfast at.
She glanced at it. “What?” He just wanted her to bend over, offer him her ass?
“You heard. Over you go. The table. Show me your ass, Serena.” He slid his hands to the belt on her robe and tugged it free.
The material hung open, exposing her nakedness beneath. Why, oh, why did a deep primal part of her psyche rejoice at revealing herself to him this way? She was a glutton for punishment, not right in the head. But damn, there was something so fucking sexy about him standing before her all big and dominant.
He smiled and slipped his hands under the top section, sliding over her collarbones. He pushed the material backward so it fell from her shoulders then slithered down her back, arms and to the floor.
Heat from the fire caressed her body and she curled her toes on the thin tartan rug. She willed herself to think straight. To see sense. When she did it seemed she had two options. Run out the door... again. Or bend over the damn table and let Luca spank her behind.
Running was appealing, less humiliating. But she had no chance of escape. Which meant she’d be back in here, within minutes. Sopping wet, cold, and still being smacked severely for her crime.
She dragged in a breath, her breasts rising. She knew what she had to do.
She stepped away from Luca and up to the table, the tops of her thighs already a little slick with dampness. Her body was reacting to his command of her despite her brain resisting.
The surface of the table was stained with years of cup rings and there was a chip out of the top right-hand corner.
“Over you go,” he said again.
There was no point in arguing. No chance of getting out of this. So squeezing her eyes closed, she set her palms on the wood and tipped forward.
The rain lashed at the window to her right, a cool draught coming off it and onto her shoulder.
“You can do better than that.” He was behind her now. Pressure was applied to her mid- back and she was forced flat onto the surface, her breasts pushing into it, taut nipples flattening. A shot of sensation curled from them around her ribs, then down her spine to her buttocks.
Now her ass seemed even more vulnerable and a shiver of anticipation tickled over her skin. She was still sore from the day before; this spanking would hurt like hell from the outset if he used the same amount of muscle. So why the heck was her pussy fluttering?
“Like this.” He tapped her ankles with his foot. “Wider.”
She curled her fingers around the table and spread her feet until they were slightly more than hip width apart. Her pussy lips were on display now, no doubt sparkling with the evidence of her arousal.
I don’t want to be aroused by this.
Oh, but I’m naked, with Luca... so many sexy memories...
“Good,” he said. “Now don’t move. Not until I tell you to.”
Serena’s breaths became shallow as she stared at the blackness of her inner eyelids. The anticipation of the first spank was almost as painful as she knew it was going to be.
But no blow came; instead he smoothed his big warm palm over the globes of her ass. “So damn pretty.”
She nibbled on her bottom lip as her shoulders tensed. His touch sent a new wave of erotic hormones flooding her system. Her clit tightened and she pressed her crotch against the table, giving it the pressure a very deep, primal part of her needed.
“You have the most beautiful ass I have ever seen, Serena. So round and sweet.” He paused. “And this little hole.” He ran his fingers down the cleft of her buttocks and lightly fingered the skin around her asshole. “It’s so cute.”
“Luca,” she gasped, her eyes pinging open. She pushed upward, clenching her hole.
“Shh. Keep still.” His wide palm forced her back to the table. “Today’s spanking will be a little different.”
“What? How?”
The wind gusted against the window, the curtain moved an inch in the draught; it cooled her hot skin.
“Because you’re going to have this inside you.”

Tuesday 19 January 2021

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Saturday 16 January 2021

Saturday Spankings #SatSpanks #Scifi #erotic #BDSM #romance


Welcome to Saturday Spankings, my first of this year. We're heading into space with a few from MASTER OF HER WORLD - also on KU.

“Get out,” he said, opening her door. “And from now on, do not speak unless you are spoken to. I don’t wish to have people saying my slave has a mind of her own.”
“Yes, Sir. I understand.” She stepped out of the car into the heat of the city.
He leaned in and opened a small compartment, withdrew a black paddle. Turning to her, he said, “I must spank you, so that you’re red for the parade.”
“Yes, Sir.” She swallowed and glanced around. It wasn’t busy but there were people milling about. Masters and slaves, a few men she presumed were enforcers as they had on the same uniform as the ones who’d visited their dome.
“Turn around,” Gast said, “and hold onto the vehicle.”
She did as he’d asked, her knees a little weak and her pussy trembling. The clamps tightened and dragged as she tipped over to a ninety-degree angle.
He flipped up the back of her skirt.
Within her boots she curled her toes, a now familiar wave of humiliation washing over her at being exposed this way.
Gast stroked her buttocks, each one in turn. Then with a sudden, resounding thwack, he brought the paddle down hard on her left side.
“Argh,” she cried out. The sting was brutal, like a flame had been taken to her skin. “Shhh, slave. I will not have men staring this way.”
“I’m sorry, Sir.” She shifted her hips trying to escape the pain. Of course she couldn’t. “And try to keep still.” He set his hand in the small of her back, over the beads. “This is
the quickest way to bring you to the required redness. Take it. Take all of it so that you know I’m pleased with you.”
“Yes, Sir. I will, Sir. I promise.” She squeezed her eyes shut, knowing more was coming. And it did. The paddle hit down on her right buttock, then her left again.
He paused briefly to smooth away the burn, then resumed spanking her swift and hard.
She bit on her bottom lip to stop from screaming out. It took all of her willpower not to push away, run away. Standing to take the strokes was so hard, such a test of stamina.
A tear escaped her eye and she wished she could rub her clitoris, to give her something else to concentrate on. But she knew full well that would anger her master. He would not want anyone to see the erotic pleasure happening, not here, beneath the palace.
Finally the spanking came to an end. Again he rubbed over her buttocks, his callused hands adding further insult to her smarting skin.
She moaned and clenched her fists. A drop of sweat had formed between her breasts. “That should be enough to keep them happy,” he said, flicking down her skirt.
“Yes, Sir.” She sniffed.
“Stand straight.”
Briella did as he’d asked. Her belly was tight; she was a little damp between her legs.
“Slave,” he said, gently wiping his thumb over her cheek and collecting the rogue tear. “Soon we will be home again, I promise.”

Thursday 14 January 2021

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One hundred grand to babysit a hockey player on an island paradise - seriously, how bad could he be?

I'm not expected to talk to Logan "Phoenix" Taylor. I only have to hang out with him in a luxurious villa on a private beach while I study. Simple, right? The money would make my dreams of going to nursing school possible.

I haven't counted on Logan being so deliciously bad - he is oh so good. When the temperature cranks to a boiling point, he knows just how to satisfy the deepest, darkest part of my soul and give my body exactly what it needs. We transport each other to an exquisite world of kink and pleasure where only we exist among the sand and waves, only we matter.

But, the heady mix of emotions and lust can't keep things from spiraling out of control and back to reality, where I have to keep the secret that I've been hired to entertain him...even if it shatters my delicate heart. Even if it costs me my destiny.

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