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Don’t Judge – Anna Lund

Have we always been so judgmental? Or is it just social media that has brought it out into the open? I see so many posts of Facebook, Twitter, forums, etc. Even overheard conversations:

“I don’t know how anyone would want to read about BDSM. Or be aroused by spanking. Or think about male/male. Or imagine age play. Etc. Etc. Etc.” Underneath these statements slithers a thread of judgement which really means, “I think there’s something wrong with that. Wrong with a person who thinks that. Feels like that. Fantasizes like that.”

I’m sure that some of the things arousing to me would turn other people off immediately.  And vice versa. To each his own, as the saying goes. I don’t happen to like mushrooms but I don’t think there’s anything wrong with those who do.

And honestly, I don’t know if we really have control over our fantasies. The same things turn me on now that did from when I was old enough to have fantasies. And for a long time I thought I was alone in those fantasies, and I did think there was something wrong with me. I’m so grateful for erotic romance because I discovered that other people had all sorts of arousing fantasies too, and I could read about them and I could write about them. And I knew it was all right.

So I would never judge anyone else for their fantasies.I write spanking romances because I think they’re fun. And they turn me on. I don’t happen to care for age-play, but that’s okay.Lots of people do. I just leave those books to the ones who do.So why does judging have to come into it?

I know I’m probably preaching to the choir here on this blog. Our readers are a pretty open-minded bunch. Do the people shooting off those snarky comments do it on purpose, or do they not even think about it?

Just the rambling thoughts I had on my walk this morning…

Anna

 

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Do You Need a Good Spanking? – Anna Lund

A spanking scene that is? When I first started writing erotic romance, I never really thought of spankings as a thing. I’d written spankings into some of my sex scenes, of course, but never really thought of writing spankings for their own sake until I began to write for Blushing Books (which has a beautiful new website!) I don’t write too many spanking scenes that don’t end up with sex, but I thought I’d share one today that does, and it’s one of my favorites. It’s from Taming Serena, book #2 in my Norian Masters series.

Taming Serena

Excerpt:

Serena’s eyes met Micah’s, her heart pounding. He ran his palm over her bottom and even though she was nervous, she couldn’t help but notice the way his huge hand covered her, heated her.  An evil grin spread across his face and she shivered. How could she be growing damp when he was threatening her?

His other hand was still wrapped around her wrist, the pressure strong but not painful. Micah’s anger reverberated in the air around them. She’d stowed away knowing he was not going to be happy to find her here, but how could she have possibly known that simply being on the ship would be dangerous?

Micah said they could have been killed because of her selfishness. She supposed she did deserve to be punished for that, but to just lay her body over his strong legs? To offer herself to him for punishment without any resistance? That just didn’t seem right.

His gaze burned into her. The thought of struggling against him heated her even further. What was wrong with her? She didn’t want him overpowering her. She didn’t want to be stripped naked. She didn’t want him binding her arms and legs. How could she possibly want that?

But somehow just the thought of all of these things had her woman’s spot quivering and tingling. She tore her eyes away from him and let her gaze bounce around the small cockpit as if there was something there that could save her from her fate.

She was a princess. The future queen of the entire planet of Vanya. She should behave as one, with dignity and pride. But if she didn’t resist, she would be surrendering.

He squeezed her wrist. “Last chance to make this easy, Princess.”

Instinct had her tugging against the hold he had on her. She should have known it would have been no use. Micah gave one strong tug and she found herself draped over his hard, firm thighs. She let out a surprised cry but before she had a chance to react, he pressed one hand onto the small of her back and she was held there as securely as if she was bound with rope. Her hands were free, yes, but what good would it do to wave them around in the air? And she could kick, but her feet wouldn’t reach him so what good would that do? She was well and truly trapped.

Her breath was coming in rapid pants. Her heart thudded. Serena tried to relax, to calm her breathing. She told herself to let Micah do what he would. Better to get it over with since protesting would do no good. But when his other hand began to stroke up her bare legs and the shivers ran along her skin, she couldn’t stop from wriggling in response.

He simply continued on in his usual calm way, pushing the long skirts of her light-weight dress higher with each stroke of his palm. A cool rush of air hit her bare bottom and she knew he’d easily uncovered her completely. It was her own fault. She’d dressed that morning with seduction on her mind, donning a lightweight dress and the barest of panties.

But this scenario had never crossed her mind.

He chuckled. “How kind of you to wear this style of underwear which leaves the spankable parts of your ass bare for me.”

She wriggled again. She couldn’t stop it. Micah gave her one quick slap to get her attention. She was surprised it barely hurt.

“Do you understand why I am going to spank you, Your Highness?”

She looked at him over her shoulder, swallowing before she replied. “You are punishing me.”

He was so big, his arms thick with muscles, his hands huge as they held her down. “And why do I need to punish you?”

The words came out in a rush. “You don’t. Really. Micah, I’ll be good. I promise.”

Another quick slap. A little harder this time, but it only stung a little bit. “Serena, why do I need to punish you?”

She sighed and dropped her head down. Her long hair curtained her face. She really didn’t want to see the disappointment on his face or watch him deliver the spanking. “Because I was selfish and almost got us killed.”

His palm rested hot and heavy on her bottom. “Good. I wanted to make sure you understood before I started.” He stroked her lightly as he spoke, his voice low, slow, smooth. She shivered some more.

“I’m not going to lie. This is going to hurt,” he went on. “I know you’ll struggle. I know you won’t be able to stop from shouting out or crying and that’s all right. I don’t expect anything else. But all the same, I don’t want you to try to hurt me or for you to try to get off my lap until I’m finished with your punishment. Do you understand?”

Her brain had begun to whirl after he told her it was going to hurt. Of course, she knew it would hurt but to have him state it in such a calm, matter-of-fact way sent the blood pulsing through her ears. The whoosh blocked out the rest of his words.

“I’m scared,” she whispered.

Micah sighed. He sounded sad. “I know. It will be over soon. Just remember you brought this on yourself. The next time you want to act before you think of the consequences, I hope you will remember how you feel now.”

Serena nodded. The blood was starting to run to her head as it hung down and she was getting a headache. Or it might have been the fear making her head pound. “Just get it over with.” She placed her hands on the floor and braced herself.

The next slap felt nothing like the previous ones. The biting pain as his huge hand met her bare bottom made her squeal. The sharp sound of the slap was just as surprising. Her skin burned. Micah brushed his hand lightly over her bottom before giving her another smack. She squealed again and kicked out her legs.

Soon Serena was sobbing as he continued to hold her down with one hand and spank her with the other. She cried out his name. She begged him to stop. She promised him anything if only he would stop.

But Micah made no acknowledgement that he heard her or that he even cared.

Her bottom throbbed and burned but he kept on spanking her. She wriggled on his lap, unable to stop from instinctively trying to get away from him. Her hands hurt from pounding her fists on the floor. She kicked her feet wildly in the air. Her screams had died down to ragged sobs. He kept spanking her with hard, rhythmic strikes.

It felt like hours before he finally stopped but she knew it had been only minutes. Still she hurt and she couldn’t stop crying. Micah began to softly stroke her burning cheeks with the hand that had been striking her only moments before. As her sobs quieted, she could hear him murmuring something. She couldn’t understand the words. They must have been in the language of his childhood, but they had a soothing sound.

Then his hands slid up to grasp her shoulders. “You can get up now, Your Highness.”

She sniffed and let him pull her up. Before she knew it she was curled up in his lap. “It hurts,” she whimpered. Her bottom burned but she snuggled close, soaking in the comfort that overrode the hurt.

“I know.” Micah put his arms around her and she rested her head on his shoulder. He pulled open a drawer within easy reach and took out a soft cloth. After he silently wiped the tears from her cheeks, she burrowed her face into the crook of his neck. “It’s over. You did very well.”

She was surprised how such a big man, who could deliver such a bruising punishment, could also be so gentle. Serena didn’t expect his praise to make her feel so good. Micah ran his hand over her back in soothing circles.

“I really am sorry I put us in danger,” she murmured, her lips brushing his skin.

“I know.” He stroked her hair back from her damp face. “I hope I don’t have to punish you again.” He caught her chin and drilled her with his serious gaze. “But I will if I have to.”

Serena nodded. She shifted on his lap and she felt him grow larger and harder beneath her. Her bottom still felt as if it was on fire, but her woman’s spot tingled as well and she didn’t want to move from the comfort of his embrace.

But when he lifted her off his lap, he made no sign that he wanted her. Did he think she didn’t notice his arousal? Did he think she didn’t want him after he’d punished her? That was definitely not the case, if anything, she wanted him more.

So how about you? Do you need a good spanking scene? If so, pick up any one of my Blushing Books releases and get your spanking fix.

Anna

 

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Coming July 1st – Learning Her Curves by Anna Lund

It doesn’t happen very often – a story that practically writes itself. I have to admit this coworkers-to-lovers, big-girl heroine, kinky-sex, spanking romance only took me a couple of weeks to write. The characters emerged full-blown – the smart, sassy plus-sized heroine who’d been jaded by too many one-night stands. The good-guy hero who turned alpha when she talked down about her body.They had the sexy banter down from the get go and I felt as if I was just along for the ride.

Unfortunately, all my stories don’t come that easily, but thank goodness this one did. And on July 1st, you can catch Meredith and Sam’s sexy, emotional story and go along for the ride.

Learning Her Curves

Excerpt:

Delightful shivers danced along her skin and she leaned in close, placed her hand on his shoulder. “Okay, Sam. What are we doing here?”

He leaned in even closer. “Getting to know each other a little better?”

The scent of spicy musk reached her over the smells of booze and perfume in the air around them, and she took a big whiff. He smelled great. “Are you hitting on me, Sam?”

“I’d hoped the hitting on was mutual.”

It was hard to resist a guy who made her laugh. Especially a hot guy who made her laugh and squirm on her seat, even an uncomfortable seat. But from prior experience, she knew a hot guy like Sam wouldn’t want her for more than a one-night stand. “We have to see each other at work.” Life could get awkward fast.

“I know.” He glanced over his shoulder. “Those guys are leaving. Want to grab that booth?”

“Yes!”

He laughed, grabbed her arm and snagged the back booth before anyone else noticed it was free. She scooted onto the bench seat and instead of taking the seat on the opposite side of the table, Sam slid in beside her. Between the two of them—one big and tall, one big and wide—they took up most of the space.

“I hope you don’t mind if I sit beside you,” Sam said softly. “We can talk without shouting across the table and besides, now I can do this without drawing too much attention.” He placed his hand on her knee, then began to slide it slowly up her bare thigh until he reached the edge of the hem of her dress. Her sex quivered in anticipation and he wasn’t even close to her center.

Two could play that game. Meredith put her hand on his thigh. It was so hot and hard. But his leg was covered by fabric and that was so not fair.

Her mind was whirling with the implications of what was happening here tonight. She’d been stood up by one guy but now was getting up close and personal with a coworker. A totally hot coworker who at this moment was sneaking his fingers underneath her dress. She slid her hand up at little closer to his groin.

“It’s your turn,” she said, her voice a little breathless.

His slow slide up her thigh stopped and he gently squeezed her flesh. “My turn?”

She settled in closer, shoulders touching, thighs rubbing, hands a little hungry for more. “For another bad-date story. Surely there was someone worse than the greedy woman who just wanted you to buy her food for the next week.”

Sam smiled and resumed his voyage beneath her dress. The waves of arousal swimming through her system grew larger and more insistent. She was glad she hadn’t worn a tight dress, she’d hate to have missed the feeling of Sam’s fingers stroking her inner thigh.

The waitress came and they ordered another round of drinks. This would have to be her last one, and then she’d have to get some food in her stomach. Her head was whirling slightly but it was more from the sexy man beside her and the intimate way he was touching her, than from the alcohol.

Meredith shifted in the much-more-comfortable seat, dropping her leg to the side to give his fingers better access. She barely worried about what he thought about her fleshy thigh. The liquor had apparently done a good job of lowering her inhibitions.

“There was the woman who took her cat with us on our date,” he said. “The furry thing was curled up in her lap the entire time. She petted it and talked to it for the entire drive down the coast. I might as well have been their chauffeur.”

“Maybe she was afraid you were going to try to get in her lap and she wanted protection.” She laughed louder when the thought hit her. “Wait. Ha! She was petting her pussy so you couldn’t.”

Sam joined in her laughter. His fingers had made it to the edge of her panties. Any worries she had about her thick thighs went flying from her mind when he skimmed a finger down the wet center.

Mark your calendar for July 1st! Then enjoy the ride!

Anna

www.annalundauthor.com

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Spanking Romances – Anna Lund

At first, I didn’t think I could write “spanking romances.” I didn’t think I wanted to write “spanking romances.” I mean, I had written spanking often in the erotic romances I wrote under my other pen name. But just a “spanking romance”-  why would I want to write that?

But that’s when I realized that a spanking romance isn’t just about spanking. It’s a story about characters falling in love, like any other romance. It’s about a firm hand applied to a backside which impacts the relationship (pun intended).

As I delved further into the sub-genre, I discovered that there are a couple of different angles the spanking can take. First, there is the theme of Domestic Discipline. In these stories, the couples develop what might be considered an “old-fashioned” relationship, where the man steers the attitude of the woman, or punishes misbehaving or dangerous behavior, with a good hard spanking. While some modern women may take offense to this activity, it is clear that for this couple, in this story, it is what these people need. The woman may need some convincing, but in the end she agrees it is what she need, and the acknowledgement solidifies their relationship. Whether you enjoy reading stories of domestic discipline or not, don’t judge those who don’t agree with your opinion.

I learned long ago not to judge. As long as the activity is mutually consensual, it’s fine with me!

I write erotic romances where the spankings enhance a sexual relationship. Often, the spanking may begin as a punishment (always for good reason!) but the pain soon turns to pleasure and the woman is aroused and the man is turned on and all sorts of fun takes place. I did this often before I heard the term “spanking romance” and before I discovered Blushing Books. I just contracted my second romance with Blushing Books. They are the first two of a series. Stay tuned here to find out more about the series.

Spanking may be involved!

Anna

www.annalundauthor.com

 

 

 

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New Spanking Anthology Available Now – Lucy Felthouse

Hi everyone,

Life is beyond hectic just now so I’m not able to write full posts. So I’m hoping you’ll forgive me if I stop by and let you know about my latest release. The Over the Knee anthology released this week from Totally Bound Publishing. It contains my story, Properly, Or Not At All. It’s a fantastic anthology for spankos – check it out!

overthekneeBlurb:

‘In the Eyes of the Law’ by Ashe Barker

She’s still his wife, in the eyes of the law. But is she still his submissive? His to spank?

A momentary lapse of concentration places Libby Novak on the wrong side of the law. A criminal conviction could lose her her job. How much worse could this get?

Libby soon knows the answer to that question when the head of security at the mall shows up. She hasn’t seen her estranged husband for years, and now she discovers Josh has a strict policy on how best to deal with shoplifters. He was her husband and her Dom. Will he turn her over to the police, or would a hard, bare bottom spanking be sufficient redress for her misdemeanour? After all, that’s how he always dealt with her in the past.

Josh has never forgiven Libby’s betrayal. She let him down. She deserves to be punished. But does he still have that right?

Libby meant to divorce him. She was granted the decree nisi but never quite got round to making it final. They both know she’s still his wife, in the eyes of the law. But is she still his submissive? His to spank?

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of anal play.

‘Spicing it Up’ by Lily Harlem

Heat from a spanking ensures Cassandra simmers with pleasure in a way she never would have imagined.

Cassandra lives by a set of rules that both thrill and complete her. Having Master Raif attend her every need in and out of the bedroom is perfection. She trusts him absolutely and he wields his power over her with a great sense of responsibility.

But when he announces an erotic new way to spice up their after-dinner party she can’t help having a few nerves. Really? That? There? And would it feel good?

There is only one thing for it, and that’s to smile through the evening and let the anticipation build. When it finally happens and she gets what’s coming to her, Cassandra knows she’ll never look at spice the same way again. The heat is intense, the burn scorching and her Master takes her to new highs that make her sizzle with satisfaction.

‘Kneel for You’ by Katy Swann

Should she agree to be spanked? Just the once? It would all be in the name of research, of course…

When journalist Kirsten Anderson is told by her boss to write an article about BDSM, she’s extremely reluctant. She tries to get out of it by claiming she doesn’t know anything about BDSM, but that isn’t strictly true. None of her colleagues know about her kinky past and she has no intention of letting them find out, but she’s in no position to turn the assignment down either.

When her friend Chloe sees how stressed Kirsten is about this article, she offers to take her to a BDSM club to find some inspiration. Kirsten agrees, but doesn’t mention that she used to go to this particular club regularly until a bad experience made her turn her back on the kinky lifestyle three years earlier.

Returning to the club and watching the scenes around them reminds Kirsten what she’s missing. She’s envious of the girl being flogged by her Dom nearby, but she’s so busy denying it that she doesn’t recognise the burning need inside her. Until she spots Eddie—a colleague she’s got a secret crush on—working in the club as a Dungeon Monitor.

Eddie reintroduces her to the joys of Dominance and submission, the delicious sting of a spanking and the incredible sex that follows. But is she strong enough to conquer her fears?

‘Silk and Decadence’ by Wendi Zwaduk

There is always fun in the club, but taking the fun outside and into life might be exactly what’s needed for a lifetime of passion.

Sadie never claimed to be a good girl. She loves to be at Push, a local dance and BDSM club, but she longs for more—especially with Master E. The blond-haired man with the sparkling brown eyes is everything she wants in a Dom. Too bad he’s also her boss at Delight Tonight. When they finally get together, their chemistry in the club is off the charts. Will that same passion translate into the real world or are they destined to crash and burn?

Elias likes his no-strings life, but once he plays with his mystery woman he rethinks his choice. She responds to him and his spankings like no other, making him want to break his rules. He longs to reveal his identity to her, but the risks could outweigh the reward. Will the relationship survive outside the club?

He’s about to find out just how decadent a little complication, complete with silk and spankings, can be.

‘Properly, or Not at All’ by Lucy Felthouse

How will a husband and wife cope when they’re told one of their favourite kinky pastimes is temporarily off the menu?

Tristan and Jayme are not only devoted husband and wife, they are also Dominant and submissive, with a particular penchant for spanking. They’ve been playing delicious kinky games for the fifteen years they’ve been together and couldn’t be happier. However, when Tristan develops a health issue that means he can’t redden his wife’s backside for a while, it puts both of them under a lot of strain. It’s a big part of their sex life and one they’ll miss badly.

They try to find a way around their unfortunate predicament, but it’s not easy. In the end, Tristan declares that he will either spank Jayme’s bottom properly, or not at all.

The prospect of no spanking at all dismays Jayme, but she has no other choice. Or does she? Continuing to put her mind towards the issue, she indulges in some solo experimentation, with mixed results.

But how will Tristan feel when he finds out his wife has gone behind his back?

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of anal sex.

‘A Private Education’ by Dolly Watt

Archivist Emma Willoughby learns a lesson in kinky lust when she’s invited to assess the ninth Earl of Folchester’s private library.

When archivist Emma Willoughby is invited to assess the private library of Lord Leopold Denby-Peel, Ninth Earl of Folchester, she isn’t expecting to find Victorian spanking diaries in his leather-bound collection. Nor is she expecting the earl to be quite so young and handsome. As she explores the pages of his nineteenth century erotica, Emma finds herself craving to receive chastisements comparable to those depicted. Fortunately, Leo’s only too happy to oblige, and soon Emma is receiving eager spankings from him as he sets her tasks which she can only fail at.

Emma is new to this game of punishment and pain while Leo’s an old hand who shows no interest in love. Emma dreams of winning him over but has a guilty secret she fears could ruin everything. Should she stay quiet and enjoy the spankings while they last? Or confess the truth and risk losing the earl’s dark, deviant desire?

Excerpt and buy links are here: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/over-the-knee/

Happy Reading,

Lucy x

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Author Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

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Good News for Paperback Fans! @cw1985 @8britbabes #erotica #romance #bdsm

Hi everyone,

Good news for those of you that like to hold a paper book in your hands… I now have two more paperbacks available for sale!

Multi-Orgasmic and Sexy Just Got Rich are now available to order in print. They’re print on demand, so may take a little while to arrive after ordering, but I’ve got mine and they’re lush!

Here’s the skinny:

multiorgasmicMulti-Orgasmic

From the pen of award-winning erotica author Lucy Felthouse comes a collection of short stories and flash fiction sure to hit the spot.

There’s something for everyone nestling between the pages of this sexy anthology. From spanking to voyeurism, bondage to pegging, solo loving to ménage, with a sprinkling of femdom, maledom and magic, fans of M/F erotic stories will soon discover why this book is described as multi-orgasmic.

Enjoy twenty one titillating tales, over 52,000 words of naughtiness packed into one steamy read.

Please note: Many of the stories in this book have been previously published in anthologies and online, but three of the tales are brand new and never-seen-before!

Buy links: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/multi-orgasmic/

sexyjustgotrichSexy Just Got Rich: Brit Babes Do Billionaires

Billionaires have it all but that doesn’t mean they don’t have to work hard to get what their hearts desire. In this brand new anthology of erotic BDSM stories the Brit Babes offer heroes and heroines who aren’t shy about taking what they want. From farmyards to luxury penthouses, wealth is all about sating needs, connecting souls and taking pleasure to new highs. Whether you’re looking for a coffee break read or something longer to curl up in bed with, you’ll find something to suit your needs in Sexy Just Got Rich.

Buy links: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/sexy-just-got-rich-brit-babes-do-billionaires/

Happy Reading,

Lucy x

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Author Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

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Turning The Innocent Into Something Dirty by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985)

Stately PleasuresToday, I’d like to talk about turning the innocent into something dirty—a skill I’ve had for many years, but one that’s been exacerbated greatly since I started writing erotica and erotic romance. Now, I can turn pretty much anything, any person, situation, place or item into something smutty. I haven’t yet decided whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

When it came to writing my first novel, however, it was definitely a good thing. Because I set my book, Stately Pleasures, in a stately home. Nothing erotic about a stately home, you might think. I beg to differ. I’ve been fascinated by this type of place for years, about what could go on behind those closed doors, those shut-off rooms and so on. The rooms the huge houses have that mostly, normal people don’t have in their homes. There’s lots and lots of scope for my fertile imagination. That, coupled with my skill for turning innocent things into dirty things, made for an interesting writing experience.

Here are a few examples. You wouldn’t think the following items or places were particularly erotic, would you?

Pestle, carpet beater, wooden ruler (okay, that one you can probably guess already), dining room chair, library ladder, trestle table, maze… the list goes on. But when you add a dirty mind and two gorgeous male characters, also with very dirty minds, then you can start to piece the puzzle together. A pestle, for example, is phallic—need I say any more? A carpet beater can be used to beat something other than carpets…  you get the picture.

As I said, I can’t quite decide whether my increasingly smutty imagination is a good thing or a bad thing, particularly when I end up visiting places, coming up with ideas and giggling to myself at the most inappropriate times. On the other hand, when those ideas transform into words on a page and eventually actual stories, well, that’s awesome. So I guess I’ll continue allowing my dirty mind to pervert innocent items for now. It’s kinda fun.

Happy Reading!

Lucy x

 

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Blurb:

Alice Brown has just landed her dream job. Property manager at Davenport Manor, a British stately home. It’s only a nine-month contract to cover maternity leave, but it’s the boost up the career ladder she so desperately needs.

Unfortunately, things don’t get off to the best start, when Alice finds her boss, Jeremy Davenport, in a compromising position. Far from being embarrassed by what’s happened, Jeremy turns things around on Alice and makes her out to be the one in the wrong. So when he and his best friend and head of security, Ethan Hayes, then throw an ultimatum at her, she’s so stunned and confused that she goes along with their indecent proposal.

When the dust settles and Alice has time to think about things, though, she realises that perhaps it isn’t such a bad thing. There are worse things she could be doing to advance her career, after all.

Buy links: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/stately-pleasures/

Add to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18756618-stately-pleasures

*****

Excerpt:

Alice took a deep breath, in through her nose and out through her mouth. Repeated the process once more. Then, realising she could sit there all day doing it and not feel any calmer, she forced herself to step out of the car and close and lock the door.

She bent to peer into the wing mirror of the vehicle and checked her hair and make-up. Satisfied, she straightened, then turned on her heel and walked quickly across the driveway to the great house before her nerve failed her.

Davenport Manor was currently open for visitors, so she walked in through the front door and was met by a smiling elderly lady.

‘Can I help you?’ the woman asked kindly.

‘Yes, please.’ Alice twisted her hands together nervously. ‘I’m here to see Mr Davenport. I’m here for an interview for the property manager’s role.’

‘Yes, of course,’ the woman replied, ‘that’s today, isn’t it? Follow me; I’ll take you to Mr Davenport’s office. But just hang on one second.’

She ducked through the doorway into the next room and spoke with her colleague. Alice guessed she was letting her co-worker know she’d be gone for a few minutes. A few seconds later, she was back. ‘OK, follow me, Miss …’

‘Brown,’ Alice said, then fell in behind the other woman as she led her to Mr Davenport’s office, and the interview that could change her life for ever. It was hardly surprising that she was shaking like a leaf.

Alice quickly felt lost as their journey took several twists and turns along dim corridors – their blinds drawn to protect paintings, tapestries, and furniture from the sunlight – and up a flight of stairs. She had a few seconds to worry about finding her way if she was lucky enough to get the job, then, suddenly, her guide stopped outside a door and turned around.

‘Here you go, Miss Brown. Mr Davenport’s office. Good luck with your interview.’

Alice smiled and thanked the elderly woman, then smoothed down her skirt, which also conveniently helped wipe the nervous sweat off her hands. She stood up straight, gave herself a mental pep talk about being more than qualified for the role, and knocked on the door.

‘Enter.’

Alice knew that voice could only belong to Jeremy Davenport. The posh accent, and the fact he’d said “enter” instead of “come in”, screamed money and an upper-class upbringing. Alice was suddenly nervous of her broad Midlands accent and lowly background, despite the fact she’d worked her backside off to get into a decent university in order to gain a Bachelor of Arts degree and then a Master’s degree. No matter what she sounded like, or what her past was, she had all the skills necessary to do the job she was about to be interviewed for.

Suddenly, she realised that she’d left rather a long pause before opening the door, and she turned the handle before the occupants of the room thought they were about to interview some kind of simpleton who couldn’t follow a simple instruction.

Fixing a polite – but hopefully not inane – smile onto her face, Alice stepped into Jeremy Davenport’s office. Her first thought – which certainly did nothing to help her nerves – was good God, he’s hot.

Jeremy sat behind a desk, with a heavily pregnant woman sitting beside it. Alice barely noticed the woman. All she saw was him. A man with cropped dark brown hair, hazel/green eyes, a jawline you could cut bread with, and lips that looked capable of doing incredibly wicked, sexual things to a woman. Or a man. Alice had no idea what his sexuality was, but she found herself hoping he liked women.

She chastised herself. Even if he did like women, he wouldn’t go for someone like her. A Plain Jane, with mousy brown shoulder-length hair, blue eyes, average height and above average weight. Alice had always known she’d never be a supermodel, so she’d worked extra hard academically, and here she was. About to be interviewed for her dream job.

*****

Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

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Available for Pre-Order! SOMETHING ABOUT A MAN IN UNIFORM – Military Menage Boxed Set!

So excited! SOMETHING ABOUT A MAN IN UNIFORM, My Military Menage Boxed Set is Now Available for Pre-Order at Amazon!  Get it today at this special price because it goes up after release day (Nov 11th)!

These four HOT books are all about girl meets hot guys in uniform and immediately falls in lust. And the Marine and Navy Menage Stories are interracial, my first in the subgenre!

So, get ready for smokin’ hot sex scenes, erotic spanking and light bondage.

Hooah!

SUPPORTING THE TROOPS – an Army Ménage 

Knowing she and her husband Dylan won’t be able to make love with his Army buddy, fellow Ranger Carter Erickson arriving the next day and staying with them for two weeks, Shelby Reynolds surprises Dylan by greeting him at the door naked when he comes home from work. Only Dylan isn’t alone. Carter came in a day early and gets an eyeful of her very nude body. While Shelby is embarrassed, she’s also extremely aroused. She loves Dylan like crazy and shouldn’t be fantasizing about other men, especially his best friend. As Shelby gives in to her inner exhibitionist, it turns out that Dylan is just as turned on by the idea of a threesome as she is. After all, if a guy can’t share his wife with his best friend, who can he share her with?

SEMPER FINE – a Marine Ménage 

Delaney Shaw is stunned to discover that her high school crush Colt Baxter is the best man at a wedding where she’s the maid of honor. Too shy to ever come on to him back then, she doesn’t intend to make the same mistake now. There’s only one problem. She’s just as attracted to his friend and fellow Marine, Jagger Cruz. Not wanting to come between them, Delaney decides not to make a play for either one. But when it turns out that in between them is exactly where Colt and Jagger want her, she gives in to her desire to be the center of a hunky Marine sandwich.

FLEET WEEK FLING – a Navy Ménage

When Sophie Montgomery promises her best friend she’ll be her “wingwoman” during Fleet Week in San Francisco, she doesn’t have any plans on hooking up with anyone herself. But when she meets Navy hunks Cameron Gerard and Kellen Devane, her resolve crumbles. Not only do they look hotter in their uniforms than Alexander Skarsgard in Battleship, but they’re sweet, too. So, when they suggest a threesome with a little bondage thrown in, how can she possibly say no?


RESCUE ME – an Air Force Ménage 

When Kayleigh Ellis gets stranded in a ditch on the side of the road during a storm, she’s sure that she and her cat are in deep trouble. But luckily Air Force Pararescue Jumpers Austin Fuller and Kyle Larsen show up just in time, giving her and her cat a ride home. Wanting to thank them for their help, Kayleigh invites them to stay for dinner. Austin and Kyle don’t want to put her to any trouble, but she insists. And while the dinner is fun, Austin and Kyle are more interested in dessert, particularly if Kayleigh is on the menu.

Pre-Order at Amazon!

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Paige

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How easy is it to please your dom?

I love to use acronyms when referring to my books. And for Pleasing Mr. Sutton, that acronym is PMS. That always amuses me. And one does have to amuse oneself regularly.

 photo PleasingMrSuttonRed_300_zps0d321325.jpgThanks to Rae Monet for this fabulous cover. I love, love, love it! And for your reading pleasure, Pleasing Mr. Sutton is live! Book 5 in the West Coast series features Rance Sutton and Monica Dawson. You met them both in The Other Man, West Coast, Book 4. Ward and Spence bandy about the idea that the statuesque Miss Dawson is actually Mr. Sutton’s sex slave. Well, here’s the real story!

He has only one rule. She will do everything he says exactly when he tells her to do it.

Chairman of the board Rance Sutton is looking for a new playmate, an untried submissive he can train to do things his wicked way.

Miss Dawson, the chairman’s personal secretary, wants to get a lot more personal. What better way than becoming his new submissive? After all, she already does everything his way. So really, what’s a little spanking, flogging, handcuffing, and blindfolding if the payoff is Mr. Sutton in her bed? And that’s something she’s dreamed about for the entire five years she’s worked for him.

The problem? This will be no love affair. He will be her master. And she will be his slave. Miss Dawson’s desires aren’t part of the bargain; everything will be about pleasing Mr. Sutton…

Here’s an excerpt.

Pleasing Mr. Sutton

Copyright 2014 Jasmine Haynes

Chapter Two

“I have the perfect candidate for the new position.” Monica placed the resume on his big desk and slid it across to him. She’d given herself an hour to prepare before presenting it. That hour had also given Mr. Sutton a chance to enjoy his first cup of coffee, a special blend she brewed him. He’d be mellower now.

“That was fast work.” He remained seated while she stood before him. It seemed submissive, like the teenage girl who’s forced to stand before the headmaster.

“The choice ended up being quite easy.” She laced her fingers behind her back. Again there was a submissive feel to the gesture. She’d dressed for him. Her blouse was teal, sheer with a lacy camisole beneath, which she’d paired with a cream skirt that hugged her behind, but dropped tastefully to below the knees. She felt sexy but tailored, classy but inviting.

“Commendable work,” he said, picking up the resume.

Her tension began to rise as he read. She’d addressed every bullet point on his list. She was intrigued by the lifestyle, she’d never dabbled, she wanted him to teach her, she was willing to accept pain to receive pleasure, she needed his punishment, and so on. His eyes flicked back and forth across the page, but not another muscle twitched. Until finally he laid the single sheet of paper back on the expensively tooled leather top of his desk.

“You already have a job, Miss Dawson.”

She willed her cheeks not to flame. “Yes. But as I assume this new position”—she flexed the word, adding a sexual spin—“will be extracurricular, I believe I can carry out both functions to your complete satisfaction.”

He watched her unblinkingly, and the temperature in the office began to rise. A flush started inside, rushing out to her skin. He had to notice the scarlet blaze.

“I have no doubt about your abilities, but it’s never good to mix business and pleasure. We have a professional relationship. Making you my submissive would violate that.”

A kernel of ice expanded in her chest. He was turning her down.

“This is not the kind of thing you can turn on and off, Miss Dawson. I think it’s best—”

She couldn’t let him reject her. “A lot of people might consider that asking me to buy sex toys for you is violating our business relationship.”

“You are my personal secretary. I never asked you to demonstrate the devices for me.”

“In a corporate environment, the CEO doesn’t ask his secretary to search for submissive playmates.” She’d been about to cite Holt Montgomery, CEO of West Coast Manufacturing, as an example, but he was marrying his secretary next month, so that comparison might fall short.

“I mentioned when I hired you that some of the tasks I gave you would be of a more personal nature.” His face was implacable. Unreadable. Mr. Sutton could be a hard man when he chose. Last night’s bravado was starting to fade.

But if she backed down now, there would never be another chance. Just the fact that she’d asked had changed their working relationship. How would she get over the embarrassment, let alone the rejection? She’d made the choice, now she had to convince him.

“There are advantages you might not have thought of,” she told him. “Except when you have meetings or when we’re traveling”—she accompanied him and took care of the details—“we’re alone in this suite all day.” She flourished a hand to encompass his office, her smaller accommodations outside, and the conference room. “You must have thought about having a submissive you can command during the day.” She lowered her voice. “Make her do anything. Right here.” She lovingly stroked the desk’s leather top. “Or over there.” She pointed to the sofa.

She imagined herself splayed out on that genteel couch. Or facedown on his desk while he did all those mysterious dominant things to her. “Anything,” she said softly. “Anywhere.”

His nostrils flared slightly, the first indication of an emotion. “Miss Dawson.”

She wouldn’t let him stop her. “Every time you send me out to buy one of those devices”—she drew out the word for effect—“I’m dying to know exactly what you do with them.” She moistened her lips. “How it would feel.”

He swallowed, his Adam’s apple gliding slowly along his throat. “Miss Dawson.” It was all he seemed capable of saying.

How far could she go? She’d waited a long time for this opportunity. She’d go to great lengths to make it happen.

So she told him the truth, in a soft sexual purr meant for the bedroom. “And every time it makes me wet.”

I hope you enjoyed this excerpt of Pleasing Mr. Sutton. You can read another excerpt on my website. You can find Pleasing Mr. Sutton at Kindle Kindle UK Kindle AU Kindle CA Nook iBooks iBooks UK iBooks AU iBooks CA. By tomorrow, I hope to have the book up at Smashwords, Kobo, All Romance, and Coffee Time as well.

Pleasing Mr. Sutton is a stand-alone story, but if you haven’t tried the series yet, look for Revenge, West Coast Book 1: iBooks iBooks UK iBooks AU Kindle Kindle UK Nook Nook UK Kobo All Romance Smashwords Coffee Time Romance. You can learn all about the West Coast series on my website: www.jasminehaynes.com. I’m going to have Revenge up for free by Sept 1. I can’t guarantee on the timing for Amazon, but I’ll do my best.

 

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A little BDSM anyone?

 photo PleasingMrSuttonRed_300_zps0d321325.jpgI’m working on a new West Coast story which I’ll be releasing in August. Pleasing Mr. Sutton, Book 5 in the series, is BDSM lite, meaning you’ll get a bit of spanking. And a bit of flogging. No heavy pain scenes, just loads of sexy fun. Here’s the blurb and cover to whet your appetite!

Chairman of the board Rance Sutton is looking for a new playmate, an untried submissive he can train to do things his wicked way.

Miss Dawson, the chairman’s personal secretary, wants to get a lot more personal. What better way than becoming his new submissive? After all, she already does everything his way. So really, what’s a little spanking, flogging, handcuffing, and blindfolding if the payoff is Mr. Sutton in her bed? And that’s something she’s dreamed about for the entire five  years she’s worked for him.

The problem? This will be no love affair. He will be her master. And she will be his slave. Miss Dawson’s desires aren’t part of the bargain; everything will be about pleasing Mr. Sutton…

I love Rance. He’s my kind of sexy executive dom. Here’s a little quote that’s typical Rance:

“I have only one rule, Miss Dawson. You will do anything I tell you to do precisely when I tell you to do it.”

I’d love to hear what you think of the cover!

You can find Revenge, Book 1 in the West Coast series here: iBooks iBooks UK iBooks AU Kindle Kindle UK Nook Kobo All Romance Smashwords Coffee Time Romance

And don’t miss my previous release with a hot new cover! Not in the Game: http://bit.ly/notinthegame
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