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Spanking A to Z — I is for In The Corner

June 17, 2014 By Trent Evans

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I is for In The Corner

In the corner, she wonders what happens next.

In the corner, she shivers, her sweat covered body naked, exposed, the heat of her body cooling, though her shame refuses to.

In the corner, all she knows is sound, and sensation, her imagination weaving scenarios far more frightening than what’s actually happening behind her.

In the corner, she longs for his touch, his soothing hand, his soft kisses — and his whispered threats of what’s to come.

In the corner, she wishes she’d been a good girl — and rejoices that her Sir didn’t let the bad girl get away with it.

In the corner, she wonders if her Mistress will call her back for more punishment, or the soft caresses of forgiveness.

In the corner, she’s forced to look inside herself, to feel — and to be who she really is.

In the corner, the shame burns bright, her arousal burns brighter — until she can’t tell the two apart.

In the corner, she’s the subject, and he the King.

In the corner, she’s abject, humbled — and uplifted.

In the corner, she’s stripped, surrendered — and soaring.

In the corner, she awaits his judgment, not knowing whether she fears it or craves it.

In the corner, she weeps, her bottom blazing, the pain and the shame and the arousal and the release … one.

And in the corner, the worst punishment of all, is every second she spends without her love at her side.

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I hope you get the chance to visit some of the other stops on this wonderful blog challenge. An embarrassment of riches, June’s proving to be in blogland:)

(And no, I have zero clue why I started talking like Yoda all of sudden. It’s late.)

 

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Spanking A to Z — F is for The Firefighter’s Girl #Spank A2Z

June 13, 2014 By Trent Evans

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F is for The Firefighter’s Girl

 

Hey, hey, you pervs — minds out of the gutter. You thought I was going to do this post on that word, didn’t you? How dare you? 😉

My previous posts have been touching on such subjects as anticipation, embarrassment, and of course spanking, so it made perfect sense to feature an excerpt from a book that incorporates those same concepts. Natasha Knight needs no introduction among fans of spanking and D/s fiction — to read her stuff is to become a fan. Her latest release, The Firefighter’s Girl, is a perfect example of how to do spanking and D/s so right, and in my opinion, it may be her hottest book yet.

I’ll shut up now and get to the excerpt. As we join the scene, the heroine, Rebecca, is about to undergo the first part of a harsh three part punishment, due to a day in court that didn’t go quite the way her strict beau, Sawyer, thought it would…

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Sawyer picked up the root and returned his attention to her bottom. What happened today was a big deal. A very big deal. He didn’t feel angry with her although he had for a moment. He could understand her embarrassment at not knowing how to tell him, but this was the rest of her life they were talking about. Too much was at stake to allow embarrassment to render her mute.

He spread her bottom cheeks to expose her puckered back hole. She instinctively clenched and he waited as she softened to accept her punishment. Ginger inside her bottom would be embarrassing in and of itself, but the way he intended to have her hold it there was going to be worse. He wondered how she would react to the heat of the root as he instructed her to clench and unclench her bottom, squeezing the juices from it.

Drops of cold water from the ginger dripped onto her pale flesh. Sawyer ran a finger over her hole, then tapped against it twice. She clenched again, and when she released, he brought the tip of the ginger root he had carved into the shape of a butt plug to her back hole. No lubricant, the ginger would release its own juices to act as such and any lubricant could render those juices useless.

“You know how to take this inside you. You can help yourself here by pushing against it or I can force it in. I’d rather not do the latter.”

“Yes, sir,” she said while she pushed up slightly onto her knees and lifted her ass higher. He pressed against her back hole and although she resisted at first, slowly, very slowly, she began to open for him and he began to maneuver the root into place, taking his time, moving slowly, allowing the juices of the root to begin to do their work as he pushed in and pulled out again and again until all two inches were seated inside her and her muscles closed around the base.

“There,” he said. “It’s in. Lie back down and clench your bottom for me now.”

She did as he said.

“Good, hold your cheeks tight while I wash my hands.” He would have her squeeze the root to press the stinging juice from it. He heard her begin to mewl as he finished up washing his hands and when he came back to her, he saw her softening and clenching her bottom again and again.

“It’s working, I think?” he asked.

She nodded. “Yes, sir. It burns.”

He smiled. “Good. Hold it a little longer,” he said when she relaxed her bottom. “Squeeze tight, Rebecca.” He waited while she did, watching as she struggled, lifting her head and groaning. “All right, relax now,” he said, touching the ginger, turning it a little. “I’ll begin with your spanking soon. For now, lie there and think about how you look to me, exposed and ashamed, just like you were in court today because you neglected to tell us the whole truth.”

She hid her face in her hands. “Yes, sir.”

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If you thought that excerpt was smokin’, then you’ve got no idea what else you’re in for. It’s just the start, and it gets much, much hotter from here:) If you haven’t yet read this book, stop reading right now — and go buy it!

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You need to read this thing … like now.
When twenty-eight-year-old Rebecca Banks learns that her next physical therapy patient is none other than Sawyer Hayes, she stays professional, but deep down she can’t help but panic. She hasn’t seen Sawyer for ten years, and their last meeting ended with him giving her a spanking she would never forget. Now Sawyer is the fire chief in the small town that has become her home, and it is an injury sustained in the line of duty which has brought him back into her life.
Even as he works hard on his recovery, Sawyer’s mind is on something else—repairing Rebecca’s trust in him. When her deadbeat boyfriend and his family implicate her in a serious crime and she’s sent to the local jailhouse to await trial, Sawyer pays her bail and brings her home with him under the condition that she obeys him… and that disobedience will have consequences.
Rebecca agrees, but when she defies her self-appointed guardian she soon finds that a hard, bare-bottom spanking is far from the most embarrassing punishment Sawyer is prepared to employ. Though Sawyer’s punishments leave her with cheeks blushing as red as her well-spanked bottom, they also ignite feelings and desires she never knew she had, and soon his fierce need to dominate and lead her is matched by her growing need to obey him.
Rebecca and Sawyer’s new found romance grows quickly, but the stress of preparing for her upcoming trial continues to build and she fears the verdict will send her to prison. Can her firm-handed firefighter protect her, or will she be torn from his loving arms?
Publisher’s Note: The Firefighter’s Girl is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Thanks for letting me feature this book, Natasha! Now, kind readers, I hope you’ll take some time to visit some of he other stops on this month’s Blog Challenge. Have fun!

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Filed Under: Spanking A-Z Blog Challenge Tagged With: BDSM fiction excerpt, D/s, erotic romance, figging, Natasha Knight, spanking, The Firefighter's Girl

Spanking A to Z — E is for Embarrassment #SpankA2Z

June 10, 2014 By Trent Evans

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E is for Embarrassment

Hmm, embarrassment. Totally not sexy, right? Come on it’s okay to admit it does nothing for you. It’s my job to try to explain how embarrassment might be hot, so I accept the challenge:)

The concept of embarrassment as a turn-on in itself is one that’s not often spoken of explicitly; it’s sort of “understood” among many of us who’re kinky. Embarrassment is the “less extreme” sibling of humiliation, which is often thought of as a kink in and of itself. I think of embarrassment as the spice or enhancement (see, another E word!) for the main course, whereas Humiliation itself could be the main course (or in this case, the point of whatever the hell we’re doing).Like so many other kinks there is a fine line between the good embarrassment and the bad. Alas, this is a subjective thing, which can make things a little fraught for authors seeking to explore it. [Read more…]

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Spanking A to Z — D is for Discipline #SpankA2Z

June 6, 2014 By Trent Evans

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D is for Discipline

That is one of the more interesting words in the English language, isn’t it? Whether a noun, or an verb, or even an adjective, it always gets my attention, my mind keying in on it like a compass snapping to true North. Sure, most of the time it’s used in a non-sexual connotation, but for pervs like me? It always makes me think of one of my favorite subjects;)

Spanking is itself a form of discipline, so to me it seemed a no-brainer to make Discipline the word for the letter D. Spanking is (obviously) but one of a myriad forms of physical discipline. In one of my earlier books, I took a little heat from some who objected — sometimes vociferously — to the idea that in some cases anal sex itself could be used as a form of “discipline”. [Read more…]

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Welcome to Spanking A-Z — A is for Anticipation

June 1, 2014 By Trent Evans

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Welcome to the Spanking A to Z Blog Challenge, presented by Spanking Romance Reviews and the wonderful Celeste Jones.

For the entire month of June, some insanely talented bloggers and writers will be presenting a post for 26 straight days, for each letter of the alphabet. Will all of their posts be related to spanking? Maybe, maybe not. But rest assured, my fellow pervs and spankos, here at TEL, you can bet your sweet asses that every single post here is going to be spanking, or BDSM related:)

Why else come here, amirite?

A is for Anticipation

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It’s one of those indefinable things related to spanking and BDSM that adds so much. We rarely think of anticipation as its own thing, the same way we rarely notice we’re breathing — and yet its importance cannot be overstated.

How much of what we pervs and spankos do and love is in our own heads, and how much of what goes on in our heads affects what happens here in the physical world? Anticipation is one of the manifestations of the psychology of what we do and love. It can make things so much sweeter, and yet so much scarier — or perhaps it’s a confusing, exciting mixture of the two?

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A subtle message from the little lady…

 

Those of us on the “giving” end of the spanking/BDSM equation anticipate things just as much (and maybe more) as the wonderful subs we’re so fixated upon. Sure we try to play the aloof, strict disciplinarian, but inside we’re a riot of joy, second-guessing, lust, doubt, dark fantasies, you name it — we just have to hide it 🙂

Anticipation in its myriad forms brings so much to spanking, and to kink in general. How would it ever be the same without it? Rather than list all the ways it adds its own spice, showing sometimes works better …

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— A young newlywed, freshly moved into the couple’s first home, discovers a tattered, dog-eared little white book in her new husband’s drawer. It opens almost by itself to all the favorite scenes. On the cover she sees the simple O. A morning of breathless reading later, a text shows up on her dear husband’s phone. He picks it up, stuck in yet another meeting at work, yet another day away from his beautiful wife. He reads the text, his mouth dry, and his cock instantly hard. He drops his pen on the floor, the other people in the room ceasing to exist, meaningless.

“Will you please be my Sir Stephen?”

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— Sunday was the longest day of the week — and the sweetest. All day she’d think about it, what came every Sunday evening. Her weekly “settling of accounts” as he liked to call it. How many would it be? With what? Would he draw it out — for her pleasure and his? Now, as she stood naked in that corner, her hands laced together behind her head, the heat from the popping fire warming her skin, even across the room, she still wondered. He liked to sit in that chair, not saying a word, every rustle of the paper making her jump. She could feel his heated gaze upon her naked bottom, the trembling thighs, the way her unruly curls tumbled down her bare back. How long would he make her wait, her nose pressed to that quiet, boring corner? It might be five minutes, it might be thirty. And the wait always ended the same way.

“Come over here, girl.”

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— He made sure I could see each item as he set it down neatly on the mattress next to my head.

First, it was the tan length of my paddle, the one that hung on the wall over our headboard, the one with SLUT branded in stark black letters into the leather, the one that made me imagine those letters were being emblazoned upon my flesh as he spanked me with it. Then it was the tube of lubricant, the same one he made me purchase in the store, while he watched — rather than online. He enjoyed his little humiliations.

Next came a small glass jar I hadn’t seen before. His long finger tapped the top.

“Cinnamon oil,” he murmured, knowing I’d have the question on my lips, but not dare to voice it.

My heartbeat came up to full gallop as he set the slapper down next. It was the perfect size, the supple black leather shaped just right. It never failed to send tears cascading down my cheeks as the remorseless strap punished the lips of my pussy, my clit swelling up huge under the stinging, viper’s kiss of the leather. My thighs tightened knowing what was soon to come.

Last, he laid down the plug — the huge one he’d just bought for me. Stainless steel, it shined in the light as he made me watch his fingers lube it up before setting the monster back down on a small white hand towel.  There was no way that thing was going to fit, lube or not, and I shuddered.

But then I heard it. The sound of his belt through the loops of his slacks. That familiar, deadly sound that made my mouth go dry and my pussy clench. I looked up at him. The folded belt hung from his fist, ready.

His dark eyes glittered as he smiled down at me. “You have a long afternoon ahead of you, bad girl. Now, face forward.”

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Anticipation, yep, I enjoy it, evil sadist that I am:) Now, time for you to satisfy your anticipation and head over to the other blogs participating in this event. I’ve already read some of them, and holy hotness, they are GOOD. June is set to be one hot, sweaty month here in blogland methinks. Enjoy:)

PS — On the subject of anticipation (in this case, non-sexual): there’s the they’d-better-not-fucking-kill-Tyrion-off-or-there-will-be-rioting-in-the-streets kind as I await tonight’s episode of Game of Thrones.

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Saturday Spankings — 05/17/14

May 16, 2014 By Trent Evans

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Hello Spankos,

This week I’ve got more from my WIP,  The Change. In this scene, after receiving her caning, the men have left Sharon to cool down and contemplate (heh). As we pick up the scene again, the men have rejoined her. I wonder what might happen next? Hmmm…

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“What do you have to say for yourself, Sharon?”

Keihl had returned to his chair. The lines across Sherri’s ass had darkened, a couple of them turning almost purplish. He winced as he watched Tom’s fingers gently squeeze one of them. A low keening came from the other side of the couch.

“I’m sorry for disobeying you, Sir. I was supposed to leave my panties on for you.”

“And?”

“I need to be punished … Sir.”

“But I just caned you. That wasn’t enough for you?”

Tom’s hand slipped between her thighs, and she sighed.

“N-no, Sir.”

“Insatiable slut,” Tom said, pulling his hand away to show Kiehl the copious moisture spread over his fingers. Kiehl crossed his hands over the span of his legs, his cock hard as a steel spike once more.

“What do you need then, Sharon?”

She couldn’t quite suppress the trembling in her voice. “I need to be — spanked. Please.”

“Very well, since you asked nicely.”

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I know, I know — not much there this week. I’m trying to follow the rules and stay at least in the same zip code as eight lines:)

Please visit the other stops on the hop this week. I’ll post some more next week!

Trent

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