Saturday 1 May 2021

THE VIKING'S CAPTIVE now on audio book #iTunes #audible #amazonaudible #eroticromance #vikingromance

 


Welcome to Saturday Spankings it's great that you've stopped by for a few swift ones! My popular Viking novel THE VIKING'S CAPTIVE has just been released as an audio book. Brilliantly narrated by Tabitha Rayne the story comes to life with her gorgeous rich accent and I can't wait for you to hang out with Halvor and Duna as they explore their new life together as Master and captive.



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After her village is raided by Vikings and she is carried off and taken as a slave by one of the marauding Norseman, twenty-one-year-old Duna learns the hard way that her best attempts at defiance will merely earn her a painful, humiliating spanking. More shameful still is the inspection of her naked, helplessly aroused body which follows the strict chastisement.

Though he does not hesitate to punish his new slave's bottom both inside and out when her behaviour warrants it, Halvor cannot deny the effect Duna's innocence and beauty have on him, and before long he has decided to make her his wife and claim her virgin body properly. But when a man from her village tracks her down, will Duna choose to stay by Halvor's side?


Halvor watched Duna move to the rock, her hips swaying beneath the new tunic dress. He was full of exasperation. Why had she not done as she’d been told? She’d risked herself by coming to the lake without telling him. How could he protect her if he didn’t know where she was? He’d vowed to protect her, and he was not a man who broke his word.
She reached the rock and bowed her head, staring down at its smooth gray surface. “Can I ask you one thing?” she said, with a shake in her voice.
“You may.”
“Please, do not draw my blood.”
Draw her blood? What did she think he was? A barbarian?
“Of course not.”
She turned to him, her pretty eyes wide, and her hair catching on the wind. “You won’t?”
“No, Duna. I have no desire to see your blood, one drop on your heel is enough to last me a lifetime.”
Her shoulders seemed to relax a little, though her small hands remained clenched.
“I swear I will not spill your blood, slave,” he said, his voice a little softer, “but you must learn to obey me and know there are consequences when you do not.”
“I understand that now, Master.”
“Then this could be, and it’s in your hands, little Celt, your last punishment.”
“Yes, Master.” Her eyes were a little glazed, as if filling with tears. “I just hope it doesn’t pain me too much.”
His heart lurched. He didn’t want to bring her pain, but it was the way of masters and their thralls. She’d have to endure what he planned. There was no way around it.
He stepped up close to her. A single tear was rolling down her cheek.
He caught it on his thumb, then drew it to his mouth. It was warm and salty. “I will not give you more pain than you can bear.”
“Thank you, Master.”
“And when it’s over, it’s over, we’re on a clean slate. You will have learned your lesson and I will have forgiven you.”
She nodded.
“Good.” He folded his arms, and was aware of her attention straying to his bare torso. Did his physique please her? Or was she looking at his muscles and hoping he wouldn’t unleash his full power on her? “Now it’s time for you to submit, Duna. Pull up your dress.”
She hesitated.
“You are making it worse for yourself.”
She blinked rapidly a few times, swallowed, then tugged her dress up to her knees. “Higher than that, Duna. You know what I need access to.”
Her expression was full of apprehension. He knew if he were to stoop and remove a shoe she’d be less nervous, at least she’d know what she was in for. But he didn’t want to use his shoe on her ass, not today.
Her fingers were shaking as she raised the dress up to her waist.
He took his time enjoying the way her new undergarment hugged her ass. “Now bend forward, both hands on the rock.”
He was pleased when she did as he’d asked, without complaint or hesitancy.
“Now push your bottom up, so I can get to it.” He placed his hand on the hollow of her back, forcing it into a deep arch. “Up.”
Her buttocks rose pleasingly. They were small but rounded, a good handful.
“Master,” she gasped.
“And your feet apart,” he said. “It will help you stay upright when the going gets tough. Lock your knees too.”
She whimpered but did it.
Halvor could wait no longer. He wanted her ass, his hands on it, and his gaze upon it. He wanted it pink, so pink she’d never leave the farm again without his knowledge.
Gripping the waist of her undergarment, he dragged it down.
She gasped and raised her head as her buttocks were exposed to the elements.
“You have such a pretty ass,” he said, giving into temptation and running his right hand over it. “It’s almost a shame to have to punish it.”
“Then don’t, Master.”
“You know as well as I do that cannot happen.” Her flesh was so smooth and warm, his big hand dark and powerful in contrast to it. He’d have to be careful not to push her too far.
“I’m going to start now,” he said after exploring her creamy buttocks and the tops of her thighs. “You should brace yourself.”
She tensed further.
His first spank wasn’t heavy; he’d rather err on the side of caution.
She grunted and shifted forward.
“Keep still,” he said, sliding his left hand up her back. He gathered her hair into a rough bunch and held it taut, so he had her exactly where he wanted her. He swatted her again, over the first spank.
She hissed in a breath, but didn’t move this time.
“That’s it, make me proud with how well you can accept a punishment, Duna. Make me proud.”
I will always hate you.
He frowned as her words came back to him. He slapped her again, the opposite cheek. She cried out.
He wasn’t surprised; that one had hurt his palm. But it didn’t stop him and he delivered four more fast strokes, equally as sharp.
“Master,” she gasped, going up onto her toes. “Please.”
“You have not learned your lesson yet.” He rubbed over his handprints, which were blooming on her skin. “Nowhere near.”


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3 comments:

  1. He's a fearsome protector and a more fearsome master.

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  2. I think he cares about her, but he's not going to take it easy on her.

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  3. I agree with both PK and Kryssie. He clearly cares about her, and has no desire to cause her pain, but there are rules to be observed and she did disobey him. So, a punishment must follow. Great snippet, Lily!

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