Archive | February 2016

Many misdeeds – one punishment

 Guess who has come over to my house today? Bethany Leigh and she has brought with her the greatly anticipated Anthology of Short Stories that she has put together for us.

A Cure for All Ills

Alyssa:   Bethany, I am so excited you are here. I have already snapped this one up.

It is perfect for when you don’t have a lot of time in one block and are never satisfied if you have to put down a story before it is finished.

Your last books were so well developed that I knew this would be an easy decision to purchase it.

So, can you tell us about what you have put together for us?

Bethany: Sure. Well this is a taste of what you will get:

He left and she could hear the clatter of plates in the kitchen. Quickly, she grabbed her handbag – she didn’t want to leave the bag of spaghetti in there, it would smell. She chucked the bag onto the fire.

The fire popped and cracked loudly, alarmingly. Shut up, she willed it, suddenly apprehensive, shut up.

“Wow, what’s happened to the fire?” Adam asked, coming in with two bowls of sticky date pudding and custard. It was exploding angrily, flames flaring, sparks fizzing. He put the bowls down and strode towards it.

“I’ll poke it while you –”

But it was too late. He was already investigating the remains of plastic bag and uneaten food. Maddie swallowed. She didn’t know what to do, what to say. She wanted to get out of there. She wished she’d never come.

Slowly, Adam placed the poker against the fireplace. Then he turned to look at her.

Alyssa: Oh man, is she in some trouble. But I think you touch on areas that many women and couples face. Issues that can take over their lives unless they are addressed.

In fact, that is the commonality in this anthology, right?

Bethany: Right. Every lady in this collection is dealing with some kind of issue that may impeded her happiness. Here, let me introduce you to the women whose stories I tell.

Meet the women from A Cure for All Ills

Maddie is struggling with an eating disorder when she starts dating Adam. When he catches her hiding food instead of eating it, he decides to help her overcome her eating disorder with some tough love that includes spankings.

Caroline thinks she’s met the spanking hero of her dreams when a colleague puts her across his knee after the office party. But a phone call shatters her romantic illusions and leaves her determined to have nothing more to do with him.

Louise is a time-travel tour leader from 2065. She’s also a frustrated spanko.  So when she discovers there was a serial spanker at large in 1680s London, the temptation to take an illicit trip back in time to have him spank her is too much to resist.

Ellie’s husband loves keeping up old traditions – but that doesn’t extend to keeping up traditional household roles. Can a trip to the Czech Republic, where there’s a very special Easter Monday spanking tradition, help bring Tim round to Ellie’s way of thinking?

Ginny has been reported for letting her dog run free in an on-lead area. When a fine arrives in the post, she remembers the spankings she used to receive from Andy before they had children. Worried about possible punishment, she tries a little subterfuge.

Sarah and Dan have been together for one year. She’s made great plans for the perfect wedding anniversary, but when she wakes up he’s already ensconced in his man-cave. Sarah’s furious reaction results in a day that promises to be memorable – but not for the reasons she’d planned.



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Bethany, thanks for coming by and before you leave, tell us just a little about yourself and give us a place to connect or reconnect with you. And thanks for popping in. Come again…

Author bio

Bethany Leigh is a writer of domestic dramas and detective stories spiced up with spankings and romance. Her books are: Freedom, set in an alternate Edwardian England; Betrothed, a short prequel to Freedom; At Dead of Night, a contemporary whodunit; and A Cure For All Ills, an anthology of short domestic discipline stories. All are published by Blushing Books.

Bethany lives in Australia. When she’s not writing, she likes hanging out with her family, catching up with friends over a wine or coffee, and spotting kangaroos, wombats, kookaburras and other fabulous wildlife in the bush near her home.

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Past is gone; Present is at risk; Is the future unattainable?

Today, I have a little treat. My final book in the Ciaran O’Connor Trilogy of the O’Connor Series is coming next week and I thought you might want a tantalizing teaser.

Katie Consents

Katie and Ciarán O’Connor love their lives as man and wife. She is learning to live within his

traditional boundaries and he uses that same careful creed to help her battle past insecurities

so that they don’t interfere with their future. It is working. Then the root cause of her

insecurities tries to destroy their life together and devastates Katie once again.
Ciarán and the O’Connors can eliminate the threat but recovering from the damage that

repeated risk to safety presents is another issue altogether. While Katie agrees to do it all

over again, is it possible to eradicate the wasteland of her emotions a second or even third

time? If she will consent to the methods he needs to use, Ciarán is determined to save his

wife and their life together.

Unfortunately, some things in life refuse to be repaired. Will this be the time that healing is

impossible to achieve? Can Ciarán find a way to break through the barriers of emotional

debris and walls of fear to a peaceful life or will it just be too much for both of them?



Katie Consents (Ciaran O’Connor Bk #3) O’Connor Series


Here is a taste of how the book begins:


Stuart shook his head after stepping away from the back window when his peep show was

over. He stood up after watching Katie. That man he supposed was her husband was

performing an all-afternoon scene with Katie. His woman, she was Stuart’s woman. Her

husband didn’t know how to dominate as Stuart did. Anyone knew that a dom made sure his

own needs were met and his sub’s needs were automatically met because his were met. He

remembered the trip at the lake some weeks ago. He thought he had given himself away. The

bushes rustled when he was trying to settle himself better, but that idiot was so focused on

Katie that he didn’t hear him. They seem able to perform anywhere. They touched and

kissed on the ranch, in town, everywhere. Even here at home, he gave her all sorts of

gratification and he took after he gave to her. What an idiot.
What kind of punishment was that at the lake, anyway? He heard the irritation in her

husband’s voice. Just when Stuart thought that the real fun was going to begin, that ass

didn’t do it. He didn’t make her feel the domination, the anguish. The pain. He didn’t make

it count, really give it to her. He just made her come again. That husband of hers was truly a

pantywaist. When he got Katie alone, he would make sure she didn’t doubt that when she

did not obey she was punished, hard; that she was owned. He rubbed his aroused cock.
That day at the lake, Stuart had watched the couple gather up their items and start to walk

back down the trail presumably to their home. Stuart went in the opposite direction, angry

that he was going alone. He should have had her that time. He would get another chance, but

it needed to be soon because he was running out of time. It had been so long now. He had

been stupid to let it go on for so long. He had gone back to Missoula to re-plan his attack

and this time it would be full proof. It was time to take back what was his.


Other books in the O’Connor Series

Liam and Jocelyn’s Story

Her Sweet Complication

Liam’s Lessons

Loving Liam

Ciaran and Katie’s Story

His Gentle Persuasion

Rancher’s Creed

Katie’s Consent

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Coming Soon

Quinlan and Cheyenne’s Story


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This entry was posted on February 19, 2016, in Books.

Voodoo Doll, Mystery and Spanking Beast


 Today I have with me Jordan St. John and he has put out an incredible Mystery, in fact, it starts as a mystery within a mystery and it is a great way to break it up from the Valentine’s Day sugar overload many of us have. We need a good plot to sink our teeth into and here it is.

This book is fresh and raw with plenty of what we Spankos like most, spankings, of course.

Jordan, can you tell us about your new release, The BEAST’S WOMAN…


The Beast’s Woman by Jordan St. John is about an…

Up-and-coming investigative reporter Lucy McCall jumps at the chance to look into the story

of the disappearance of several young women in New Orleans, but the situation quickly

becomes personal after a good friend of hers is taken. A tiny voodoo doll left behind at each

of the women’s homes serves as the kidnapper’s only calling card.
While snooping around her friend’s apartment in search of anything that might help shed

light on what took place, Lucy is surprised to be confronted by a mysterious, darkly

handsome man who demands that she stop pursuing the story. Her surprise turns to shock

when the man takes her over his knee, bares her bottom, and spanks her soundly to drive his

point home. Undeterred by the man’s stern warnings, Lucy continues her investigation, and

soon she crosses paths once more with the very same man who so recently punished her in

such a humiliating manner.
The last thing someone like Drake needs is a naïve, headstrong reporter sticking her nose

where it doesn’t belong, but Lucy proves more determined and resourceful than he expected.

Knowing the terrible danger she faces while going it alone, Drake reluctantly agrees to accept

Lucy’s help in his efforts to thwart the plans of the one responsible for the disappearances.

But as she has already learned the hard way, her bare bottom will pay the price if she fails to

do as she is told.
Drake has a dark secret of his own, however, and he stays in the shadows for a reason. When

she discovers his true nature, Lucy is both terrified and filled with a desire more intense than

anything she has ever felt before. Soon enough she finds herself crying out from both pain

and pleasure as he punishes her, dominates her, and takes her harder than she had thought

possible. Drake’s fierce lovemaking leaves her longing for more, but will he be able to keep

her safe as they prepare to confront the evil stalking the city?
Publisher’s Note: The Beast’s Woman is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

This is interesting. Can we get a taste of the book?

Here you go!

He broke the silence. “You’re an amateur—and utterly naive. Whatever game you are playing

at, you are in way over your head. You need to go home like a good little girl and stay out of this.”

Lucy sputtered. “You can’t talk to me that way. I’ll have you know I’m a reporter for the

Times. A good one.”

“You are a dilettante and you are about to be in serious trouble of a type you can’t imagine.

Go home.”

Lucy tossed her head and set her jaw. “I’m not done looking around yet.”

The man stared her down. “You will either get out of here and go home, or I’ll put you over

my knee and spank your little bottom raw, right here and now.”
What did he just say? Lucy froze at the threat. Spank her? The prospect of a humiliating

spanking at the hands of this man flashed through her head as she saw herself rudely

upended, bottom up. Then her ire rose. “Don’t you threaten me. I have as much right to be

here as you. More, actually. You wouldn’t dare touch me.”
“Have it your way,” said the man as he advanced.
Lucy stumbled backwards and slipped. She fell on her back on the bed. The effigy popped out

of her waistband where she had tucked it, and fell at the man’s feet.
“So,” he said, bending to pick it up. “You lied, and on top of that you were going to cart this

off.” He shook his head. “I’m going to impart a valuable lesson here, one that might save

your life. You will stay away from this place and everything connected to it.”
He reached for her. Lucy tried to scoot away, but he was too quick and too strong. He sat on

the bed and flipped her across his knees.
“Noo!” Lucy shrieked, but the man was undeterred. The next thing she felt was her skirt

being lifted and her tights being rucked down. Underneath she wore a thong. He left that in

place at least.
For the next several minutes the apartment of Kiri Constantine rang out with the sounds of a

sturdy male palm meeting bare female flesh. Crack after crack exploded across her rear. Lucy

had never felt anything like it. Her bottom burned red hot with the repeated smacks. The

spanks assaulted her rear cheeks with a relentless intensity, the sting in her bobbing fanny

increasing with each meaty smack until she was sure that she’d burst into tears any

She felt overpowered, helpless, and utterly humiliated. Bare bottomed, held face down over

this man’s knee and powerless, she wriggled and fought, but he held her in an iron grip,

seemingly effortlessly. As smack after smack assaulted her nearly bare behind, Lucy could do

nothing but flutter her legs and wail.

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Author: Jordan St. John

eBook Price: $4.95
Length: 51,800 words

Thanks for coming by,  Jordan.

And don’t forget to review!


Irish, Ranchers and Words of Love

In honor of my two recent releases this last week and the third releasing in March, I thought I would help with the language of the O’Connors. The endearments you will see in the book. In the back of Rancher’s Creed, you will find the list of words but for those of you who would like it separately, here it is.

I loved telling the Story of Ciaran and Katie O’Connor, the second sibling in the O’Connor Saga to have his story told. I loved my own loving family, and yes, I am part Irish, but I have created this family from my own loving memories of a large extended family and my love of strong loving men and the feisty women they are lucky enough to find.

I don’t speak Gaelic but I have learned so much about it and so would like to share with you, “love,” as Siobhan O’Connor would say, “in the Irish”.

His Gentle Persuasion 

Rancher’s Creed

Rancher’s Creed Glossary

A stór (stoirin)/a (mo) muirnín – ă stōre / ă mour-nēēn — my darling, sweetheart, beloved
Beag Leanaí – byŭg Yănē -Little One
Bhean lómhara—bean lōv-ă-rah—precious woman/ wife
Caoimhe – Kwēē-vă
Cián – Kēy-ĭn
Ciarán – Kēy-air-on
Dána beag amháin — Dănă byŭg ămwāne – Naughty little One
Is breá liom tú,- ĕs-bră-lōm-too –I love you.
Is tú mo ghrá — ĕs-too-moo-grăw — You are my love
Lómhara — lōv-ă-rah –precious (my)
Mo Beag amháin — Mō byŭg ămwāne – My little One
Mo Bhean – Mō bean- My woman/lady/wife
Mo brídeach aláinn – Mō brēēdă ăhlăn –My beautiful bride
Mo chroí– mō cree -My heart
Mo ghra—mō- gr-ă—My love
Mo Milis—mō-mēlish- my sweet

Chroí lómhara, tá sé in am dul bhaile. á tú réidh chun dul bhaile?
Cree- lōv-ă-rah, tă shā in ăm dŭl bwīlă. Ă too rādă gŭn dŭl bwīlă.
Precious heart, it is time to go home. Are you ready to go home?

Tá tú ag an grá i mo shaol– tă-too-ăug-ăn-grăw-eh-moo-heel –You are the love of my life
Tá tú mo chroí — tă-too – mō cree –You are my heart

If I court you, you must obey me…

Just as I was wondering what to blog today, guess who popped in?


She has a new book out




Fetching Charlotte Rose by Amelia Smarts


Alyssa:  I love this cover. Boy is she tiny and he huge. Tell us a little about these two. They don’t seem so opposite. That is the best type of yummy.

Amelia:  Thanks. I enjoyed writing this book.

Alyssa:   This one isn’t chase, ignore, relent, together as some are. This pattern is a bit different. Can you tell us about it?

Amelia: You are right. Here is a little introduction.

As soon as she steps off the train into the hot western sun, Charlotte Rose wonders if she has made a mistake. Leaving Boston to take a job as the schoolmarm of the small town of Weston, Arizona had seemed like a good idea, but the man sent to fetch her from the station almost changes her mind. The handsome but uncivilized brute who introduces himself as Max Harrison not only calls Charlotte by her first name, he even demands that she change her outfit.

Her humiliation is complete when, after ignoring his advice to put on something more suitable for the summer weather, she faints from the heat. To her utter shame, Charlotte is forced to endure being undressed down to her underthings to cool down, and worse still, Max warns her in no uncertain terms that any further foolishness will earn her a sound spanking on her bare bottom. Yet somehow, despite his threat to chastise her in such a barbaric fashion, Charlotte cannot deny that being in Max’s presence sets her heart fluttering like nothing ever has before.

Though she may be the feistiest woman he has ever laid eyes on, Max finds himself longing to see more of Charlotte—much more, in fact—and when he discovers that she feels the same way, he sets about courting her. But Weston is a very different place from Boston, and Max makes it clear to Charlotte that he will do whatever needs doing to keep his girl safe, even if that means taking her over his knee for a good, hard spanking as often as her behavior warrants it.

Charlotte’s love for Max grows deeper with each passing day, but she cannot help wondering if he sees her as nothing more than a silly girl in need of his constant protection, and matters come to a head when a violent, hateful man with a grudge against Max seeks to disrupt their lives. Will Charlotte’s pride be her undoing, or will she finally get the chance to prove herself to Max?

Alyssa: Love this. Can you give us a little excerpt?

Amelia: Of course:

His expression softened slightly. “I don’t think ill of you. I think ill of him. He’s a cruel man. Listen carefully to what I say now. You’re not to dine with him again or spend any time alone with him. Is that understood?”

Charlotte flinched, and her temper flared. She suddenly remembered why Max always managed to irritate her. “Max, what right do you have to order me about? I’m a grown woman, perfectly capable of deciding whether I wish to spend time with someone, and I’ll thank you not to boss me. It galls me.”

Max raised his voice. “That’s too damn bad, young lady. You will mind my words. I speak them for your safety, not for your pleasure. As for the right to give you orders, I want you to be my woman, and unless I’m really bad at reading signals, you want that too.” He held a finger to her face. “If you want me to court you, Charlotte Rose, you must agree to obey me.”

Charlotte stared at him and then stammered her response. “That was the worst offer of courtship in the history of courtships.”

“That could very well be,” he growled. “But I’m not concerned about being courtly at the moment. I’m concerned about your stubborn pride getting in the way of your safety. Look here, Charlie. Whether or not you want me to court you, I insist you stay away from him or else answer to me. I won’t watch you harmed at that man’s hands, and I’ll do whatever needs doing to prevent it. Have I made myself clear?”

Charlotte looked into his fierce eyes and swallowed hard. She felt something blooming inside of her that she’d never felt before. It grew stronger than her irritation. It was a feeling of gratefulness and trust. For the first time, she felt like a man cared enough to protect her, and not just any man, a man she believed capable of doing so. What all but eliminated her annoyance was learning than he would ensure her safety even if she offered him nothing in return.

“Yes, sir. It’s clear,” she said, lowering her eyes to the floor.

“You agree to stay away from him then, Charlotte?”

“Yes, Max,” she said, her eyes still cast downward.

“Good girl.”

His two simple words caused her new feeling to grow, as though what bloomed inside of her had been sprinkled with rain.

“Have I mentioned yet that Simon is Tim’s father?”

Charlotte’s head shot up. “No.”

“Right. Now you know. That’s the man who beats his own son, and he punches women as easily as he bows to them.” Max removed his intense gaze from her face. He walked to a bench that had escaped water damage, sat down, and held out his hand. “Come here, Charlotte, and place yourself over my lap. I’m going to give you that spanking I’ve mentioned a couple of times.”


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Also by Amelia Smarts


The Unbraiding of Anna Brown – Hardened widower awakens from grief when met by a sweet, headstrong young lady in need of some old-fashioned discipline.

Missy Meets the Marshal – A troubled woman in need of protection and discipline meets a tough marshal, whose job it is to provide both.


Amelia, can you tell us a little about yourself?

I’m an avid reader and writer of spanking romance novels, usually involving a cowboy, always involving a firm hand and a scorched ass. If you were to peek inside my Kindle, you’d find plenty of spanking romances as well as books by John Steinbeck, Margaret Atwood, Gillian Flynn, and other authors from disparate genres. What all of my favorite stories share are complex characters who draw me into their struggles and successes.

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