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Check out this book about an Olympic hopeful and…

The Master

By Ashe Barker and Katy Swann

 

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Life can’t get any better, can it?

Jodie Price has landed a hot new taekwondo coach and the offer of sponsorship to get her to the Tokyo Olympics. She needs to be at peak physical fitness for the qualifying championships so she’s more than willing to promise there’ll be no more drinking or partying until after the selection is over. But she can’t resist one last fling before the work starts in earnest. After all, one night at her favourite BDSM club won’t do any harm…

But she hadn’t bargained on her sexy new coach being a dom, and when she literally bumps into Dylan Atkins at the club he’s determined to show her that he’s her master, in the dungeon as well as in the dojang. A hard spanking settles the matter.

Jodie and Dylan agree to put their relationship on hold and concentrate on their sport, but they can’t keep their hands off each other. It’s not long before Jodie ends up in his bed with her ass burning from another punishment. Their relationship deepens, and Jodie’s life seems perfect as she sets her sights firmly on making it to Tokyo with Team GB.

But when she discovers that the very person she thought of as her saviour is out to destroy her career with blackmail and threats she doesn’t know where to turn. Worse, the repercussions are affecting her relationship with Dylan. Suddenly, she has a lot more to lose than just her dreams of Olympic gold.

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The party was already in full swing when Jodie and Sally arrived later that evening. Hot, glistening bodies moved sensually to the thumping electro music on the dance floor while groups of friends caught up at the bar. The delicious echo of slaps coming from the play area at the other end was a welcome reminder that this was no ordinary party. The club hosted these events every month. They were exclusive to the members, which meant the atmosphere was friendlier than it was on a regular club night.

“I love your dress,” shouted Sally. “It fits like a glove.”

“It should do. It took bloody ages to get into.” Jodie laughed as she thought back to the unglamorous tracksuit she had been wearing earlier. If only Dylan could see her now. She nodded toward the bar. “Fancy a drink?”

“I’ll have a bottle of beer, please. Are you drinking?”

“Yeah, but I’ll only have the one. I’m a would-be Olympic athlete now, you know,” Jodie said with a wink.

With their bottles of beer in hand, they headed toward the play area to check if there were any interesting scenes worth watching. They stopped near a spanking bench where a woman was being flogged by her dom. They were near enough to hear the woman’s gasps, but not so close they couldn’t talk quietly.

“Cheers,” said Sally, holding up her beer bottle. “Good luck with the meeting on Monday.”

“Thanks.” Jodie clinked her bottle against Sally’s and took a long drink of the deliciously cold beer. She would damn well savour this as it would be her last drop of alcohol until the Olympics were over. But, as she raised the bottle to her lips again, someone bumped into her from behind, knocking the bottle from her mouth and spilling half the contents over her chest and dress.

“I’m so sorry,” said a male voice. “Are you okay?”

Not wanting to make a fuss, Jodie turned around to reassure the guy that she was absolutely fine and there was no harm done, but froze as she came face to face with Dylan. Stunned, she stared at him as she tried to work out what the hell he was doing there. Was he a dom? He certainly looked like it with his leather trousers, black t-shirt, and Doc Marten boots.

“Hello,” she said, when she was eventually able to speak again. “I never expected to see you here.”

“Clearly not.”

Jodie grinned up at Dylan expecting him to smile back, but instead he was frowning. In fact, he looked seriously pissed off. And then the penny dropped. In her excitement at seeing her sexy taekwondo coach, she had completely forgotten that only a few hours earlier she had promised him there would be no nights out and no alcohol. She glanced down at the half-empty bottle of beer in her hand then back up at Dylan’s furious glare. Oh, shit!

I felt that look in my core! I wonder if this is where the business end of the paddle comes in…

About Ashe Barker

USA Today Bestselling author Ashe Barker writes erotic romance and spanking romance in a variety of genres including contemporary, BDSM, paranormal, historical. ménage, gay romance and time travel. She is a #1 Amazon Bestseller and all her stories feature hot alpha males and sassy submissives, often with a lot to learn. Kink abounds, and there’s enough dirty talk to satisfy the most demanding smut lover. However dark and dirty the setting, love always emerges triumphant, and her stories never fail to deliver a satisfying happy ever after.

 

About Katy Swann

Katy lives in Kent, UK with her husband, three children and three cats. She writes erotic BDSM romance with a strong emphasis on Dominance and submission. Katy explores both the emotional and sexual elements of D/s, with Doms that are firm but caring and submissives that are strong and feisty. 

She loves the 4 C’s: cats, chocolate, champagne and coffee. When she’s not writing she spends her time as a glorified taxi driver for her children and even finds time now and then to indulge in her interests, which include Tai Chi, dance, music, aviation and reading. 

Don’t miss out on this book and others by these talented writers! I loved this book and you will too.

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Time for Recommendations:

Don’t forget that the O’Connors are at it again with Cian and Molly – you won’t want to miss this last trilogy of the Clan O’Connor. And then, there are Christmas books everywhere.

Check out Blushing Books starting in December for a free Christmas story a day for the 12 days of Christmas and a contest to end out your year with cheer!

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HER BALANCING ACT

Quinlan O’Connor

Book 3 of 3

Release date

OCTOBER 13th

 

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FIRST… THE TANTALIZER…

Quinlan might have been the hardest, toughest, O’Connor brother, but he has met his match…

Life for busy newlyweds Cheyenne and Quinlan is a balancing act at the best of times, but someone is trying to tip the scales against the young couple and the results could be devastating.

Quinlan O’Connor went on a quest to find and marry the love of his life, Cheyenne, and now they are deep in the challenges of creating a life together. Their days are full of new home, ranching, business building, and law enforcing. To top it off, they have decided to build a private BDSM club for people who enjoy a bit of kink in their lives joined by their closest friends.

Life is falling into a comfortable routine when Cheyenne takes on a new accounting client. Cheyenne is happy to land another big fish. As she begins the arduous task of cleaning and setting up the ranch’s neglected accounts, she finds discrepancies that she cannot ignore. The more she digs, the deeper the quagmire becomes until soon, its mysteries consume her days and nights. Her loving cowboy cop has something to say about the disruptions to their life and Cheyenne finds it difficult to be submissive when appropriate, keep her secrets when necessary, and stay safe when things get out of control.

Quinn prides himself on his ability to step back from Cheyenne’s chosen career allowing her to conduct that business as she sees fit. That is until someone vandalizes her home and ranch offices, her truck is tampered with causing a life threatening accident and more. He watches his bride go from fun loving to moody and avoidant. Unable to sit back any longer, his dominant nature emerges in full protective mode. He needs to save Cheyenne from forces both internal and external by using any means necessary. His vast arsenal includes enlisting his friends, family, an assortment of personal methods and implements at his disposal. He needs to reestablish the balance their life once had before they lose it all.

DISCLAIMER: This book contains the spanking of adult women, BDSM play and sexual scenes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.

 

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SHE NEEDED TO RELEASE CONTROL AS MUCH AS HE NEEDED TO HAVE IT

 

And here is a little tease…

 

You aren’t keeping the Spencer Spread as a client. Call him up and tell him.” He turned to wash his hands.

“Duly noted but I’m going to take on that account.” She began chopping the salad ingredients with a heavy hand.

He wiped his hands then reached over to stay her movements. “Cheyenne, is this going to be one of those times that I have to put my foot down?”

She sighed. “Quinlan, this is my business. You agreed I had full reign over my business.” She slipped out of his hold and whacked the tip of a carrot with concentrated intent.

Quinn reached over and took the knife. “I’m going to watch carefully, and if you begin to show signs of stress, we will have another discussion. I’m not happy that you’ve decided to go against me.”

Cheyenne backed away from the counter. Huffing in irritation, she turned to look at her husband and rolled her eyes, making another aggravated sound.

“Did you just roll your eyes at me?” She chose not to answer him but turned abruptly back to the salad reaching again for the knife he had put on the cutting board.

Leaning over her back, pinning her to the counter, he placed his mouth near her ear. “Did you also turn away from me?” He shook his head. “I think someone needs a refresher on how to be respectful to her dom, piscín.”

Her pulse that had stayed calm as they discussed the new client was suddenly thumping wildly. His lowered voice and physical nearness were kicking up her pussy response without regard for her mental disagreement. She forced herself to straighten.

“I’m just cooking your dinner while I try to work out the structure of my new account and placate my husband. I need to work to feel productive. This does it for me.” Her breathing became more labored, but her anger was also a companion emotion. She never considered that he would use her libido against her.

“Placate?”  He caressed her well-covered breasts.

Sucking in a deep breath, holding it and blowing it out gave her more lucidity. She tried to push back, but he would not allow it. She tried another approach, offense.

“Suddenly, I need to defend my right to own a business. One that I had, I might point out, long before I had you. Now, either finish your own dinner or leave me to it.”

She picked up steam vocally as she issued the ultimatum and waited for his response. The threat, however, was made less intimidating with him pinning her to the counter and her body on fire. He stepped back and slid his hand up the skirt she had worn to sign her contract earlier in the day. She felt the pressure of his less dominant hand on her back. He caressed her backside. She wanted to moan. She wanted to say the hell with it all and play with her sexy husband. Cheyenne felt a shiver just before Quinlan slapped his right hand down hard.

“Ow.” She screeched and stamped her foot. “Yellow, sir. You can’t spank me because I don’t agree with you.”

He leaned down into her ear, “Well played, Piscín. Now I want some recreation tonight. After dinner is over, go take a shower and meet me downstairs. I have a new flogger to try, and if you’re good, I might even give you a good girl spanking.” He shrugged. “If you aren’t, I can do the naughty girl one just as well.”

He kissed the tender spot behind her ear and left to shower before dinner. She was already hot for that man. She needed relief and now it was all she could think of. Damn it. He had turned the tables on her.

FIND ALYSSA:

“I am crazy”… For Rendered

Susannah Shannon came to Alaska to promote her Newest Book

RENDERED 

(The Cass Chronicles Book 3)

by Susannah Shannon 

Cass has gone from Chicago to Alaska and now Television called her back to Chicago and she brought Killian with her… of course! 

 

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“Note to self, thought Cass, “Spanx don’t protect you from spanks…”

“Cass may be the cook, but Killian wields the wooden spoon.”

If you can’t stand the heat…

Cass and her beloved Killian are in Chicago filming her new cooking show. Being the star of her own TV show does not keep Cass Harper-Nelson from being herself which means she flies by the seat of her (often rather toasty) pants. Her wit and down-to-earth manner has her making new friends and embracing a former enemy when she goes head to head with an adversary from her past.

How does a conflicted, feisty submissive embrace all that life has to offer while dueling with Men’s Rights Activists? Trust her loving husband to make sure the beloved cook learns what happens when you jump out of the frying pan into the fire.

Friends from Slick Trench, Alaska, visit and a new venture is embraced. Rendered features all the love, heat, belly laughs and scrumptious recipes that are a feature of the Cass series.

 

DISCLAIMER: This book contains the spanking of adult women.

 

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“I am crazy.”

He grinned. “Little bit. But hear this,” he said, putting a finger under her chin. “You’re

MY crazy. Mine. Bring me your laptop.”

She was irked by this. She wanted him to make a grand gesture—throw her over his lap

and force her to surrender by setting her bottom on fire. She handed him her laptop like a sulking

child. He did not appreciate this. He turned her and delivered one ferocious swat to her backside.

“Get in that corner. There’s no need for discussion at this point.”

She went. He was sexy, she’d give him that. Also an asshole, clueless and bossy. She

could hear him working on the laptop. She leaned her forehead against the wall and felt sorry for

herself. She wondered what he could be doing on it. She was imagining the lecture she had

coming. She’d been a bitch, she’d accused him of being willing to walk away from their

marriage, she’d accused him of oppressing her. The wall was cool on her skin—the wall of their

apartment. Their apartment in Chicago. Where they were for her career. Where Killian had

lovingly brought her. The sob caught in her throat. Her knees buckled and she caught herself

with her hands on the wall. She wasn’t sure of the rules. Would she get in trouble for moving?

Killian’s hand was on her shoulder. She hoped he would gather her to him but he did not. He

helped her sink to her knees. He helped support her as she bawled. He kept her in the corner.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I am just so confused and exhausted.”

“I know,” he said. “I’m going to help you. You stay here, you can sit if you want.” She

shifted to Indian style, fairly certain that all the rule books she had read about would say they were

doing it wrong. She nodded. She would do what he said.

“Now,” his voice was low. “I will always always always,” he rubbed her back as he said

this, “be your husband. No matter what. We will figure out how to do what we need to do, for us.

But…” There was always a “but” she thought ruefully—and it was always hers.

 

“You are already my wet dreams come to life.”

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“Now that’s ridiculous.” She stood with her arms crossed over her breasts. Oddly, she felt her muff was covered well enough.

“No, what is ridiculous is that you think you’ve any influence over this now. You gave up your chance unless you’re playing your yellow card.”

He sent her to the corner with another searing smack to her bottom cheeks when she didn’t respond, and its message was acknowledged in her yelp and immediate reaching back to soothe her nates.

“Those hands are to be on the clothes not your ass, Cheyenne.”

She screeched her irritation but reached down and folded the clothing giving Quinn a perfect view of all the jewels in her buried treasure trove.

“Now what?” she asked standing up straight and placing her hands on her hips, bared breasts forgotten in her irritation.

“You’re a sassy minx tonight, aren’t you?” came his exasperated reply.

“No, I’m a frustrated, irritated, irate woman who is going to say this only one time. I hate doctors and no matter how angry you are at that, no matter how sick I get, I’m still not going to see a doctor if I don’t have to, and that’s my right.”

“Are you playing your yellow card?” “Yes. No.” She shook her head.

That was when she really noticed Quinn. She saw he wasn’t looking at the papers he had in front of him but was leaned back on the couch with one arm on the back, the other hand on the armrest propping his chin and right ankle sitting on the left knee.

He was everything she ever needed, and he deserved her everything. She looked at him cautiously. His facial expression was pained, as though he had a problem he was trying to puzzle out. She was his problem, as usual.

“Quinn?” She took a step out of the corner she was never really in, unsure what to do. “What’s wrong?”

“Turn around, cailín dána.” Cheyenne faltered, still unsure what to do with the unfamiliar sight of a nonplused, if not worried, Quinn.

“I’m sorry,” her hesitant voice said sweetly.

“I know, a lómhara, but I have to work this problem out. Turn around while I do that.”

“I want to help. Why won’t you let me help figure things out, whatever it is?” Cheyenne asked Quinn with a mixture of irritation and concern. “If I’m the problem, then I want to be part of the solution!”

“Right, then turn around.”

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About the Author:

Alyssa Bailey is a dyed in the wool Texan living in the beauty of Southeast Alaska with her husband, her youngest four (of eleven) children, two dogs and two cats. She lives where the sky meets the mountains, the mountains meet the ocean, and the wildlife frolic on land, sea, and air. People, the ultimate interlopers, are wedged in where allowed and are properly thankful for the privilege.

Her first memory of books was when her mother read to her as a small child. She began writing as soon as she could put letters together to form words. Her first story at the age of six was about a performing horse that ran away from the circus. As she got older and read more of a variety of books, she would say, “I can do better than that” and then rewrite them in her head. She was writing fanfiction before fanfiction was a ‘thing.’ 

In high school and college, she won journalism and special recognition for her academic and fictional writing. Alyssa is a firm believer in all things spanking. She loves writing about domestic discipline and power exchanges between strong, intelligent women who are not afraid to make a stand and men confident enough to give them their space but Alpha enough to keep his woman safe, in spite of herself. Her characters predominately live in Regency England amongst lords and ladies, in the contemporary realm amongst men and women of the world, and all things Cowboy. 

Contact her, she loves to chat, and as always, have a Spankolicious day!

 

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Don’t miss these exciting titles by ALYSSA BAILEY and Blushing Books!

Welcome Cowboy

Taming Texanna

 Chase Abbey Series:

Lord Barrington’s Minx (book 1)

Becoming Lady Barrington (book 2)

Lady Caroline’s Defiance (book 3)

 

The O’Connor Series:

Liam & Jocelyn’s Story

Her Sweet Complication (Book 1)

Liam’s Lessons (Book 2)

Loving Liam (Book 3)

 Ciarán and Katherine’s Story

His Gentle Persuasion (Book 1)

Rancher’s Creed (Book 2)

Katie Consents (Book 3)

Quinlan and Cheyenne’s Story

Quinlan’s Quest

Accepting His Ways

A Balancing Act (Fall 2016)

Two new books in the O’Connor Series

The O’Connor Series

Quinn and Cheyenne’s Story

First 2 of 3 out today

Quinlan’s Quest (Quinlan Book 1)

I thought showing you a teaser for both books and giving you the Gaelic words might help get through the next hours waiting for the new books…

 

 PROMO 5

Can Cheyenne deal with his high-handed ways and higher expectations in exchange for being his woman?

Cheyenne Sterling was partners with her father in their accounting firm when he passed away suddenly. Now, one year later, Cheyenne has a healthy business and unhealthy lifestyle that is totally out of control. One afternoon control walked in her door in the form of Quinlan O’Connor, rough, handsome, and all alpha male. She couldn’t deny that he was very easy to look at, but also couldn’t deny that it was proving harder than she expected to fall in line the way he demanded. Then again, Cheyenne truly loved a challenge.

Considered the toughest O’Connor sibling, Quinn is a Sheridan, Wyoming, sheriff’s deputy with peculiar tastes. His brothers have a hint of how domineering Quinn is in his relationships but none knows the depths of his lifestyle. Finding a woman who is strong enough to stand up to him when it is the right thing to do, and woman enough to submit when she should has proven to be an elusive thing for Quinn. It makes his search for a wife a monumental quest.

When doing an errand for his father, he meets spunky Cheyenne Sterling, a young woman who needs a keeper with a firm hand and loving arms.  She reveals her wilder side and risky behaviors over a pseudo-business dinner at his parents’ home. The next thing he knows, he finds her in a private club he warned her to not attend. In Quinn’s world, there are consequences when a young woman disobeys him.

Will Cheyenne stay around after she experiences his consequences or will she run like the rest?

 

DISCLAIMER:  This book contains the spanking of adult women, elements of erotic play including anal and BDSM. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.

 

Accepting His Ways (Quinlan Book 2)

PROMO 7

Learning to accept her fiancé’s ways may mean a few trips over his knee on their way to the altar.

Cheyenne Sterling is walking on cloud nine. Her boyfriend of almost two years, Quinlan O’Connor, has finally proposed. Quinn is a local sheriff’s deputy and a charter member of the local BDSM club, The Sting, where they enjoy friends, playrooms, and entertainment as often as they can. Cheyenne expects it all to be smooth sailing from here. Engagements, however, have a way of breeding mischief, and this one is no different. 

Quinn is satisfied his life is moving forward. He was more than ready to take the plunge, but the road to future bliss can be long and bumpy.  As a card-carrying dominant, his need to retain control is critical but with his feisty woman, control may be more of a perception than a reality. Everything in their life now comes with a higher emotional price tag.

Will clandestine meetings, secret lifestyles, treasure rooms, new types of play, and one naughty submissive destroy all they have built between them and all they are beginning to grow in their new life? Is their relationship’s foundation strong enough to take so many changes and challenges without crumbling? In all the preparations for a life together, are they ready?

 

DISCLAIMER:  This book contains the spanking of adult women, elements of erotic play including anal and BDSM. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.

 

Quinlan’s Glossary

 

Anois—ănish—Now

A stór (stoirin)/a (mo) muirnín – ă stōre / ă mour-nēēn — my darling, sweetheart, beloved

Cailín— Kálēēn– girl, young lady

Caoimhe – Kwēē-vă

Cián – Kēy-ĭn

Ciarán – Kēy-air-on

beag amháin Dănă byŭg ămwāne – little One

Is breá liom tú,-   ĕs-bră-lōm-too    –I love you.

A lómhara —  lōv-ă-rah   –precious (my)

Mo beag amháin — Mō byŭg ămwāne – My little One

Mo ghra—mō- gr-ă—My love

Mo mhuirnín— mō mour-nēēn- my sweetheart/darling/beloved

Mo Milis—mō-mēlish– my sweet

piscín dána—pishkeen dawna-  naughty kitten

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Summer Camp Trickery

Guess who has come to visit with me today? Yep, Constance Masters!

 

With Her newest Book…

Trickery

 

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Morgan King is a 23 year old virgin who has never had a proper boyfriend. The fussy young woman longs to meet a man everything like the heroes in the spanking romance novels she loves to read. When such a man comes along, Morgan is sure that he must be too good to be true and balks at actually meeting him.

 

Jackson Brooks is a 29 year old middle school teacher who works summers at his family’s summer camp. When he gets to know Morgan on an online dating site, he is sure she’s the girl for him. They are both ready to settle down and he doesn’t understand why she is so hesitant to meet him in person. His confusion deepens when he finds out she has sent him a fake photo; he is not happy. With his job as director of the summer camp looming, he decides to give the elusive Morgan some  space.

 

Morgan is devastated when she realizes she has probably blown things with Jackson. The desperate young woman hatches a plan to get to know him secretly. She pretends to be her own mother and books herself into Sunnyvale Summer Camp under the name of Alyssa King, using her sister’s birth certificate. What will happen when Jackson finds out?

 

Wanna Check out the Camp? Come on…

Jackson stood and walked around to her side of the desk. “Stand up.”

“What are you doing?” Morgan’s eyes were wide with disbelief but she did as he asked.

“Bend over the desk.” He moved his things out of the way and stood back while she bent over. “Stay there.”

“What are you going to do? You can’t really mean to spank me, not here. Someone will hear you!” Morgan shifted nervously, her fingers automatically tugging at the frayed hem of her shorts.

“They won’t because you will not make a sound. You are going to take what you have coming to you and you are going to be completely silent. Not one little whimper because you know you deserve every single lick.” Jackson was angry and he had to decide what to do but there was no way he could even think straight until he’d metered out at least some punishment. It was nothing compared to what he wanted to do but he had to bear in mind there were kids on the property and for the most part he had to concentrate on them. This bottom warming would have to be quick and sharp.

“But I?” Morgan squirmed uncomfortably.

“The only butt I’m interested in is the one I’m about to punish. Stay in that position and wait.” He was surprised that she did as he told her. Jackson locked his office door and walked through to his adjoining sleeping quarters to find something to spank her with. He needed something with maximum sting and yet whisper quiet. He had to remember that as far as the other councillors knew, he was holed up in here with a teenage girl. If they heard any kind of slap they could call the police and both of them could end up in jail. He took a belt out of his closet, folded it and cracked it across his palm. The sting was considerable but it was not noiseless. Could he use a rubber flip-flop? Nope, the slapping sound was distinctive and quite loud. Finally he grabbed the tilt wand from the blinds and flicked it across his hand. Perfect. It packed a good sting and was completely silent.

 

When he walked back into the office he was pleased to see that Morgan hadn’t moved. That was something. So her name was Morgan King. At least he could put a name, face and very soon, smacked bottom to the person he’d been talking to, at last.

“What’s that?” Morgan asked, her head shooting around and her jaw dropping with shock when she saw what he was holding.

“Bend back over.” He pressed her down slightly and pulled at her light shorts until they were buried within her crease. This left a pleasing amount of her naked butt cheeks on show.

“I’m scared,” Morgan whimpered into her arm.

“Good, you deserve to be scared.”

“I’m sorry Jackson, I really am.”

Jackson had to steel himself. “I’m going to spank your sassy, dishonest behind hard with this, plastic whatever it is, because you have put both of us at risk of being in terrible trouble with the law. You haven’t even had a criminal record check. My brother and sister in-law could lose their business. All because you didn’t think about anyone but yourself.”

“And I’m not a criminal!”

“I didn’t say you were but it is against the law to work with kids without the proper checks.”

“I just wanted to get to know you.” Morgan was crying and he hadn’t even smacked her yet.

“There were better ways than this to get to know me.”

“I can see that now!”

“Hush,” he whispered.

 Jackson raised his hand and brought the fiery little stick down hard across both plump cheeks. He would have loved for the first time he spanked this woman to have been with his hand. He wanted nothing more than to feel those soft cheeks ripple beneath his bare hand. He so wanted to hear the satisfying clap of flesh meeting flesh. He brought his chosen gadget down again, a little lower than the first pink line.

“Please Jackson,” Morgan begged quietly. “It hurts.”

“It’s not supposed to tickle Morgan. Honestly, you are so lucky that I can’t give you exactly what you deserve or you would be getting a thorough hand spanking followed by a few licks of my belt.”

“I’ll do anything you want if you stop, please.”

The whippy little plastic rod danced up and down her soft white flesh and she was dancing on her toes to ease the sting. “Keep still Alyssa,” he whispered. “You know you deserve this.”

“But it burns—and my name is Morgan.”

“Good, I hope it keeps on burning Morgan.” He hoisted her up by a handful of shorts and made sure he covered the area that usually remained hidden in the crease. He didn’t want the effects of this spanking to wear off too soon. Finally he put the wand down on the desk and pulled her shorts back into place to cover her bottom. She looked adorable; both hands were rubbing her sore bottom while she stood there with her messy hair and her tear stained cheeks looking completely contrite. He wanted nothing more than to hug her and kiss away her tears.

“That hurt.”

“I hope so honey.” He pulled her against him for their first ever, real hug and he had to admit, it felt good to hold Morgan in his arms, if only it was under better circumstances. “Enough, I need to figure out what to do next.”

“What are we gonna do?”

“Good question and when I decide I’ll let you know.”

“Fine, don’t let me interrupt your thoughts on what I am going to be doing.”

“Hush Morgan, I need to decide quickly what to do about this,” Jackson said. “Whitney is going to be expecting me to have you removed.”

“Oh well we have to do what makes Whitney happy.”

“What do you mean happy? This isn’t about making Whitney happy it’s about Whitney knowing what the rules are and expecting me to follow them.”

“Does she even know what was in the bag?”

“No, I asked her to bring it to me. Councillors don’t have the authority to search bags.” He was starting to realize that they were the only two that knew about any of this.

“This is about me. At least I should have a bit of a say about what we do next.”

“Deciding what’s the right thing for everyone though isn’t easy and I’m the adult here.”

“I am an adult.”

“And you have demonstrated that so well.”

 

 I know, right? You just have to buy it now!

Buy Links:

 

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National Day of the Cowboy

 

 

CELEBRATE NATIONAL DAY OF THE COWBOY

READ A WESTERN, COWBOY, RANCHER OR OLD WEST BOOK, WATCH A WESTERN MOVIE

ENJOY THE LEGACY.

BELOW ARE SOME WEBSITES AND BOOKS STARTS TO MAKE THIS A COWBOY WEEKEND.

NATIONAL DAY OF THE COWBOY. National Day of the Cowboy is observed annually on the fourth Saturday in July.day of the cowboy

In honor of National Day of the Cowboy, I offer what the Center for Cowboy Ethics and Leadership Promotes as ten principles to live by. Not a bad place to start, I think.

 

  1. Live each day with courage
  2. Take pride in your work
  3. Always finish what you start
  4. Do what has to be done
  5. Be tough, but fair
  6. When you make a promise, keep it
  7. Ride for the brand
  8. Talk less and say more
  9. Remember that some things aren’t for sale
  10. Know where to draw the line.

HERE IS WHAT FAMOUS TV COWBOYS TAUGHT US…

http://www.phantomranch.net/bwestern/creeds.htm

 

SOME OTHER GREAT SITES:

nationaldayofthecowboy.com/wordpress/

http://www.nationaldayofthecowboy.com/

nationalcowboymuseum.org/attend-an-event/nationalday-americ…

aqha.com/news/2016/june/06162016-nationalday-of-the…

http://www.americancowboy.com/article/nationalday-american-cowboy

Honor the cowboy way by celebrating the National Day of the American Cowboy!

CELEBRATIONS EVERYWHERE.. here are a couple…

http://www.punchbowl.com/holidays/nationalday-of-the-cowbo…

http://www.bestofamericabyhorseback.com/humboldt-day-of-cowboy.html…

visitsedona.com/celebrate-nationaldaycowboy-sedona-arizona…

 

Alyssa Bailey writes happily ever after domestic discipline books that make you feel good.

Here are a contemporary and historic western by Alyssa. See all her books at:

Alyssa Bailey – Amazon Author Page

http://goo.gl/R5x00N