Sneak Preview of Lessons for Lanie on #SatSpanks

 

 

 

 

A preview of my current WIP that is in final editing  

and about to go to my publisher.

 

 

Lessons for Lanie

 

(working title, what do you think?)

 

 

The Blurb:

 

 

Law Professor Ethan Fischer is tired of seeing his Type A personality wife bottling up everything inside.  She's not sleeping, has lost weight and their sex life is beginning to suffer.  Something's got to give. 

 

Lanie Fischer is a force to be reckoned with in the courtroom.  Exerting a tight control over her emotions, she's earned the nickname; the Ice Queen.  Stress at the firm has been mounting and without an effective outlet she's an emotional wreck, but she internalizes everything refusing to let it show.  It's beginning to affect her private life, especially

her marriage.

 

Ethan turns to a psychologist who recommends a rather radical approach--role play and lots of spankings.  It will be up to Ethan to set up scenarios where Lanie can set aside her professional persona and learn to let go. 

 

An erotic romance contains graphic sex, spankings, elements of BDSM, medical scenes, mild age play elements, and anal sex.

 

 My eight line snippet... 
 

“That’s my girl; you want me to take control, don’t you?”  She couldn’t speak she was so turned on and simply produced a whimper in answer.  He lingered another minute, plunging into her dripping channel and fucking her slowly with two fingers. 

“We need to finish what we’ve started here.  I’m giving you a dozen this first time, for the sass and the cursing.” 

“Ethan… sir, I’m gonna come.”  As soon as the words left her mouth, he pulled his fingers free.  

“Not yet, Lanie, you’re being punished.  You can come after your spanking, when I’m deep inside you, not before.”


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Now, onward to the other spanking blogs my friends.  Enjoy!

Rollin Hand Always Makes an Excerpt Memorable and Hot! Pass the Ice Water, Please!!!

Welcoming Rollin Hand back to Wicked Wanton Wednesday!  

I LOVE that pen name.  It makes me wonder if he has a brother, maybe Heavy Hand, Firm Hand, or possible a friend named Burning Palm.  LOL  Such wonderful imagery. 

But seriously, I have to applaud Rollin on his guest spot today.  Since I've turned from reader into author, I don't have the time I'd like to read.  When I find the time, I am very selective.  So, as I read through the excerpts preparing this post, I found myself distracted.  First by the sound of Rand's voice in my ear warning, "in the future, you'll obey the rules I set" (wow!) and the image of Rand on one knee before the princess, "his face nearly level with her pelvis" (yum)  Well...  that did it for me and I had to navigate to Amazon and one-click.   You can be sure I'm carving out some personal time for me, Rand and the princess.  :) 

The Princess and the Outlaw

by Rollin Hand

 

 

Treachery is abroad in the land, and the kingdom’s royal princess is on the run, torn away from the pampered life she has always known. Her only salvation lies with a notorious outlaw in the depths of a dark forest. Though she is accustomed to giving commands rather than obeying them, the princess soon learns that in this outlaw’s realm disobedience brings swift chastisement. But to the amazement of the princess, this roughhewn rogue’s affront to her royal person fans flames of desire which threaten to burn out of control.

At the palace the princess once called home, an imposter sits on the throne, an orphan convinced by the evil Red Countess that what she does is for the good of the kingdom. Even as the peasant learns to play the role of a princess, doubts surface in her heart and she begins to question everything she has been told. When a visiting knight starts to ask the same questions, she wonders if he can be trusted, but she quickly discovers that whether she trusts him or not, he is more than ready to compel her cooperation with a firm hand applied to her bare bottom.

The courage and wits of all four—the princess, the orphan, the outlaw, and the knight—will be needed to overcome the dark shadow imperiling the kingdom, for danger lurks at every turn and the wrath of the Red Countess will surely fall upon those who oppose her plans.

Publisher’s Note: The Princess and the Outlaw is an erotic novel that includes spankings, anal play, sexual scenes, exhibitionism, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

  

Excerpt:

Juliet had watched in fearful anticipation. Her mouth was dry, her knees were shaking, and her heart thumped wildly. It was her turn. She looked to Rand. At least it would be he and not some strange man who would deliver her punishment.

Rand grasped her by the wrist. She looked at him quizzically. “I’m not sure you can stand there and take your punishment like the others, Princess. So we’ll do this another way.” She watched as he snapped off half of the switch’s length, then stumbled as he pulled her along toward the stump. He sat down, and before she could register what was happening, he pulled her face down across his knees.

 

“Ooof,” she gasped as she toppled across his lap, her nose inches from the dirt. It was a humiliating posture to be in. In front of Rand’s followers, she was going to be spanked like some common tavern wench who had insulted a customer. She turned red in the face as Rand hoisted her skirts. Her feet fluttered helplessly behind her. Underneath she had on drawers and she gasped in shame and embarrassment as Rand yanked them down. Her bare bottom now was totally exposed with nothing but a gentle breeze between her skin and that switch. Then Rand shifted his body. Craning her neck, Juliet saw him reaching for the switch. He grasped it in his right hand and tightened his left arm which encircled her waist. He tapped her bottom with the switch, testing its resilience.

 

“Now, Princess, in the future you’ll obey the rules I set. I mean to make this memorable.”
 

[I’ll jump now to a later scene]

She did not have to seek him out. An hour later, after Gertrud had finished and left, she heard someone climbing up the ladder. Juliet looked up. Rand stood in the doorway, a silhouette in the moonlight. Juliet got to her feet slowly, a shy maiden, waiting. Rand came to her, put his arms about her and drew her close.

“I am sorry I had to do that, Princess. I will help you return to your father.” Impulsively, she kissed him. For an instant she drew back, shocked at what she had done. Rand looked surprised, too. Then, as if of one mind, they came together, arms encircling each other and their bodies melding together. Their lips met and they kissed, a long passionate embrace that thrilled Juliet to her core.

He ran his hands all over her, up and down her back, then caressing her flanks. Her hands were busy, too. She felt his chest, then the broad shoulders, marveling at the hardness of muscle she felt there. Then her hands fell to his hips and the lean muscles of his legs. When he brushed his fingers across the tips of her breasts, the thrill of pleasure that shot through her made her knees buckle slightly.

 

Deftly he untied her bodice and he parted the fabric to reveal snowy breasts tipped with pink nipples. Another gentle tug on a string loosened her skirt and it fell about her ankles.

 

He knelt on one knee. What on earth was he doing? she wondered in a daze. His face was nearly level with her pelvis. Gently he put his finger in her drawers and tugged them down until they pooled at her feet.

 

She winced slightly as his hands cupped her buttocks, but  she forgot her discomfort and lost herself in the most exquisite of sensations when Rand pressed his face into the triangle of her womanhood and kissed her womanly slit. She uttered a little moan of pleasure as his tongue flicked out, seeking, pushing itself into her sex, which was now flushed with moisture. All the while his fingers kneaded her buttocks, drawing her in so that her mons was fully accessible to his tongue. Ohh … it was heavenly.

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Maddie’s Intimate

Authors Corner

Welcome back, Rollin. You enjoyed corner time so much that you came back for seconds.  I'm impressed :)  You challenged me to come up with some new and some provocative questions.  Let's jump right in. 

MT:  What is your biggest challenge as an author - creating, promoting, editing, all of the above?  Why?

RH:  Promotion for sure. I don’t do it well and I’m probably leaving out a number of tools I could use. For example I have not dug into Goodreads yet. My major promo vehicle is my blog. It gets 1500 hits a day, but it is time consuming to keep up.

 

MT:  I am with you there. But that is excellent traffic.  Congrats.  What about the critics?  By that I mean reviews, the good, the bad, and the ugly.  What's your take on them?  Do you take them personally, use them as an opportunity for growth or change, or do you just get royally pissed off??

RH:  I can’t take bad reviews personally. Sometimes readers don’t like your style or they were expecting something else. In spanking erotica what floats one guy’s boat can leave someone else cold. So many times it’s a matter of “that’s not my thing.”

 

MT:  Very true.  I heard an author say once, not everyone likes bacon.  Simplistic, but true.  Where is your creative spot?  What are you most often doing when you think up some of those smoking hot and often intensely kinky scenes of yours?  Please, please… tell all J 

RH:  Mostly by myself with no distractions is when I write best. But the ideas come from everywhere. Sometimes I get ideas from movies, TV shows, news accounts, books. I’ll look at a vanilla plot about a disappearance and an odd cult for example, and say, “ok, what if the strange cult believed in spanking?” In other words, I’ll twist something ordinary around and figure out how spanking erotica could play into it.

 

MT:  A spanking cult... hm, sounds interesting.  Where do I sign up?    I jest, or do I?  LOL   You mentioned movies.  I love old movies; especially sweeping, epic dramas with romance like Gone With The Wind, Casablanca, An Affair to Remember…  sitting down with a big tub of buttery popcorn and a huge icy coke is the best!  Which actor/actress would you like to see playing the lead character from your most recent book?

RH:  I have a confession to make here. My two heroines in The Princess and the Outlaw are ripped from a contemporary TV show, personalities and all. The princess is Juliet, spoiled, bratty and bossy. The orphan is Scarlett, sweet, unassuming and a bit naïve. Who does that sound like? Give up? They are two of the leads straight out of “Nashville.”

 

MT:  What do you do when you’re not writing? 

RH:  I’m an IP lawyer, still practicing. I’m also a jazz guitarist with several groups in and around Portland. I play golf in the summer and ski in the winter.

 

MT:  If you had one chance to live out a fantasy from one of your books, what would it be and why?

RH:  One of my books just happens to be a fantasy about me. Atonement is a 1st person POV novel about a private eye who gets into all manner of delicious situations. My second choice would be to be Flash Gordon in The Menace from Mongo, a kind of spanko space opera.

  

MT:  Sounds awesome.  I loved that cheesy old movie.  My husband still occasional blurts out  Flash!  Ah- ah!  For no apparent reason and Ming's daughter so needed a spanking.  There was something kinky brewing beneath the surface there, I can't put my finger on it.  And no I'm not confusing it with Flesh Gordon.  Ew! 

What are you working on now, or what’s next for you?

RH:  I have three projects banging around right now. I’m putting together another volume of F/M spanking stories, a novelette set in the West in 1918, and a novel that returns to the western town of Tumalo Bend and is a prequel to LaForge, my contemporary supernatural thriller.

MT:  Interesting.  Westerns are very popular.  Women love a rugged cowboy, myself included.  

Thanks for joining me today and you are welcome back anytime you have another hot spanking romance.  Now I'm off to find my kindle and read all about Rand and his princess.   

 

New Author Lauren Shepherd Joins Me on Day Two of Sister Blog Week

It's Sister Act 2 on Wicked Wanton Wednesday as big sis, Lauren Shepherd shares about her premier novel, Amelia's New Beginning. 

A sexy erotic romance with a yummy Alpha male, a sassy sexy heroine, delicious sex and hot spanking action.  What more could you ask for?  Not much, unless you greedy. 

Stick around after Lauren's excerpt for a wonderful and insightful interview and find out a bit more about the exciting new author.

For now, enjoy a little glimpse of

Amelia's New Beginning

Amelia Jensen is a ball of tension just waiting to burst. As she prepares for a much-needed break from her normal duties as a regional manager for the Atlanta area at Il Capitano's, her life collides with that of the tantalizing carpenter William Sutherland.

The passion between them builds quickly, and they find themselves tangled up in each other. Amelia struggles to come to grips with her burning desire for his affection, and his firm hand on her backside.

Is the sturdy and patient William able to breach Amelia's wall of stubbornness and hard-liner assertiveness that she's come to depend on for so long? Will she trust him enough to help her put her life back together once it's turned upside down?

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“I don’t think I can take anymore,” she managed to say as he slowly moved his cock in and out of her shaking cunt. He invaded her mouth with his tongue, suppressing her gasp as he made one hard, deep thrust back into her pussy.

“I don’t believe you,” he growled into her ear. Will stood her up on shaky legs, grinning at her whimper when he pulled out of her. He used one arm to bend her over the desk as the other swiped desktop clutter to the side.

Amelia rested against the desk, thankful for the support. She was awash in pleasure, but thought that she would die if he made her cum again. She arched her back like a cat as he raked his nails down her spine, and jumped and moaned as he alternated a total of ten firm but playful swats on her still-pink bottom.

“One more time baby,” he said gently behind her while he massaged her swollen and over-sensitized clit. “I want you to cum for me again. Can you be my good girl and cum on my cock?”

“Yes, sir,” she whimpered.

“Yes sir, what?” He commanded.

“Yes sir, I’ll be your good girl, I’ll cum for you.”

“That’s my girl,” he growled. He thrust himself into her sopping wet sex with an appreciative grunt as he grabbed a fistful of her hair in one hand, and her hip in the other. Driving himself into her with complete abandon and plowing into her pussy as hard as he could.

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Maddie's Intimate Authors Corner

MT:  Lauren welcome to my corner.  I love having new authors on and learning all about them.  As a newbie, what made you finally bite the bullet and submit your first manuscript?

LS:   I received tons of encouragement from my sister Dinah, she’s been super supportive. It took me FOREVER to be happy enough with the story to submit it. It’s a wonderful feeling though, I’m really glad I did.

MT:  What has been your biggest challenge so far?

LS:  Other than not being a control freak? I think I’ve been my own biggest obstacle. This is something I’ve wanted to try for a long time, but I kept finding reasons to put it off. I would look for things to be wrong with a scene because I was so paranoid about how the story would be received. I really like Amelia and William’s story, but I think that finally putting this book out there has finally given me enough courage to foray deeper into BDSM, which is what I really want to write. Chains, floggers, pillories, all of these are things that I’m incorporating into my medieval work in progress, that I hope to put out in a couple of months.

MT:  With Dinah as your sister, you have a built in mentor.  What advice has she given you?  Did you take it? 

LS:  Lots and mostly. J Some of her biggest advice was to be careful of who I give my manuscript to for reviews and beta reading. She also helped guide me during edits. Most of what I have written before this has been academic work, and totally different from fiction. Dinah gave me plenty of pointers that helped me to separate the two.

MT:  Are you writing full or part time?  What do you do when your phone won't stop ringing or people won't leave you alone so you can write?

LS:  Initially writing was going to be a full time thing for me, but then I got a surprise job as a high school science teacher, and so my writing has definitely taken a hit from it.

I usually close out facebook, put my phone on silent, and put on headphones. Music really helps me concentrate, and so zoning into my own little world of music and fiction really helps. My phone goes off a lot though, so I still check it. Otherwise when I finally do, it’s as though I missed Armageddon.

MT:  It's so hard to unplug.  Remember the days when people didn't have or expect instant access.  I think we have lost some of our civility thought.  I'll have an appointment with someone who invited me then keep putting me on hold, face to face hold, while they answer the phone or text.  How rude!  Has the whole world reverted to teenagers??? 

Okay, a sore spot.  I'm over it.  Onward...

Where is your creative spot?  What are you most often doing when you think up a smoking hot scene?  Please, please… tell all J 

LS:  I have a corner desk in my bedroom, and that’s where most of my writing happens. I think of my best ideas when I’m driving or exercising, and then I just hope that I remember them by the time I get to a computer or piece of paper. The Enigma album titled “LSD” really helps get my, erm, creative juices flowing.  For my steamy segments, I’ll just close my eyes and picture the surroundings and let the scene form in my head. When I’ve worked up a good scenario that gets me all hot and bothered, I indulge in it by typing it out in my story. The office scene between Amelia and William was definitely one of the most fun, and most distracting, to write.

MT:  I really enjoyed Amelia and William’s romance.  Was that pure fiction or does it have any of Lauren in there? 

LS:  There’s a whole lot of Lauren in Amelia, but that was mostly by accident. Not so much in looks, but I do have a pretty short fuse and my mouth has gotten me into trouble more than once. I’ve actually spent several years working in restaurants as well.  My personal knowledge of restaurant work was supposed to be the only link, but other things came through anyway. I think I wound up putting so much of myself into her because I used to have a really difficult time expressing myself sexually. Also, I’m a pretty strong girl, so there have been very few men who have ever even come close to legitimately  taking me “in hand,” so plenty of that bled through as well. My husband finally read the story, and yeah, his vanilla attitude towards the bedroom has definitely darkened up a bit. ;) 

MT:  If you had a chance to live out a fantasy from your favorite book, what would it be and why?

LS:   I would be happy with pretty much anything from Anne Rice's Sleeping Beauty series. No matter which book I'm reading, I have to take frequent breaks from overheating. For me, those books set the standard for BDSM erotica.

MT:  If you had a free pass to get spanked by any Hollywood heartthrob or celebrity, who would it be and why?  Don’t worry, we won’t tell hubbies, BF’s or S.O.s, besides, this is just pretend.

LS:  OH! That’s a toughie. If I had to pick only one…Gerard Butler. Long-haired Gerard Butler in a kilt to be precise. Mmmm, it’s such a delicious thought. I have a HUGE thing for Scottish men, especially that one. There will definitely be a Highland Romance somewhere in my future.


MT:  Thanks for joining me today Lauren.  Be sure to let me know when that medieval BDSM is ready to go.  You had me at pillory :)

Tune in next week when my guest will be Rollin Hand.  Have a spanking good week!

It's Sister Week on my blog. First Up; Dinah McLeod and Love Heals

 

Is it hot in here???  For a Tuesday it is and the reason is that Dinah Mcleod is back again!  She is steaming up the joint with her hot new release, Love Heals.  It is so incendiary, it is sure to singe your panties.  

So, get the ice water set, turn on the fan, and have BOB all charge up and ready to go.  Better yet, call your man home stat.  You're gonna need something for this one!  

Love Heals

by Dinah McLeod

Karen Donahue is learning that karma is a bitch. While she was licking her wounds and enjoying some quality time with her hunk of a boyfriend, Brandon, one of her employees staged a coup and replaced her as CEO. Now all she can think about is sweet, thrilling revenge.

The only problem is that her boyfriend can't find out. He'd never approve, but she can't just take this sitting down. She has to fight back.

As she plots and schemes, keeping secrets becomes harder than she can imagine. Soon, one lie turns into another and another and she just knows that she'll get the spanking of her life if he finds out. Or worse - she'll lose him.

 

“I missed you, too.”

“So I see,” I murmured, boldly grabbing his hard-on and cupping my hand around it. That was it—get him so focused on sex, he’d forget to ask about my day. Sure, that plan would only last for the next hour or so—longer, if we went again, which we usually did—but that was how I was going to have to play things for the time being: an hour at a time.

“And here I thought we’d take our time,” he whispered in my ear, his hot breath making shivers shoot down my arms.

“Maybe next go around.”

“Fine by me.”

With that, I tilted my head up, eager for the warmth of his mouth. He didn’t leave me to wait for long. When his tongue delved into my mouth, his hands trapped my wrists and he gently pushed me back against the door. I moaned, arching my back as he grabbed my left ass check and massaged it, intensifying the kiss.

“You’re beautiful,” he gasped when he came up for air.

“Kiss me,” I moaned, losing myself in the moment when he obliged. The feel of his lips on mine was nothing short of heaven—I could feel myself heading for the clouds already. Of course, I was hoping he’d do more than kiss me and not just because I wasn’t ready to talk.

He didn’t let me down; his hands were quick to find my stiffened nipples poking the sheer fabric. Somehow, the feel of his fingers caressing through the fabric was even more sensual and arousing. I could feel the heat pulsing between my thighs and the thought of his fingers landing there, spreading my legs and seeking the heat of my pussy was enough to make my thong soaking wet.

            “Brandon,” I gasped as he bit down on my neck.

            “Shh, baby. Let me take care of you.”

            How could anyone say no to an offer like that? When he nibbled on my bared collar bone next, I moaned and raked my fingers through his dark brown hair just to have something to hold onto. Brandon fell to his knees and gripped me tightly around the waist once more, pulling me to him. When his mouth sought out my hard, erect nipple, I made noises that didn’t sound human, but were complete pleasure. I didn’t know what it was about having him caress me through my clothing, but it was driving me wild.

            “Brandon. Please, now.”

            He shook his head without taking his mouth off my nipple. While he suckled it, I groaned in frustration and pleasure both.

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 Maddie’s Intimate Authors Corner Questions. 

MT:  What is your biggest challenge as an author - creating, promoting, editing, all of the above?


DM:  I hate to edit. I really do, because it’s just boring. Promoting isn’t that much fun either, but I am working on getting better at that!


MT:  Me too!  I’ll fall asleep at the computer when editing and my cat will have walked on my keyboard.  I don’t know where on earth I am.  Thank goodness for the undo button.  


MT:  Where is your creative spot?  What are you most often doing when you think up some of those smoking hot and often intensely kinky scenes of yours?  Please, please… tell all J 


DM:  I am NOT going to tell you how I come up with my sex scenes. Sorry! I told one person and I think she giggles every time she reads one of mine for that reason…. But I will say I do have a process. It has to appeal to me, it has to turn me on, because otherwise what hope do I have of enticing my readers?


MT:  What do you do for fun when you’re not fantasizing about hot male leads for your books? 

DM:  Oh, God. As a mother to two toddlers I’m not sure I’m qualified to answer that… fun for me is limited at the moment, though I do enjoy getting away from the computer to de-stress with the family.

MT:  Poor dear.  Easier times are ahead, but then you look back and miss the times when they were young and oh so sweet.  It’s a paradox.  

MT:  I love old movies; sitting down with a big tub of buttery popcorn and a huge icy coke is the best!  Do you have movie night?  If so what would you be watching?  

DM:  We do! And currently, it’d be either Frozen for the millionth time or The Incredibles for the millionth and one. Did I mention I have toddlers? ;) 

MT:  Again, adult movies are in your future.  Um, that isn’t right…  I didn’t mean ADULT movies  LOL.  I meant movies for grown ups, or at least with a PG-13 rating.  I promise. 



MT: If you had one chance to live out a fantasy from one of your books, what would it be and why?


DM:  Oh man oh man. Actually, I think I would be Karen. She’s so feisty and unpredictable and has no fear of saying exactly what’s on her mind. I think it’s a very beautiful thing, the way Brandon so lovingly takes her in hand. That would be my fantasy, but they have pretty hot sex, too!



MT:  If you had a free pass to get spanked by any Hollywood heartthrob or celebrity, who would it be and why?  Don’t worry, we won’t tell hubby, besides, this is just pretend.

DM:  Oh, geez. That’s tough. Hmm… it’s funny, I’ve thought of it a million times but now that you’ve asked my mind’s gone blank. I’d have to say Robert Downey Jr. He looks like he’d know how to spank a woman and make it up to her later, if you know what I mean. ;)

Thanks for having me, Maddie! It’s been a blast!



MT:  <tee hee>   Oh Dinah, this is too sweet!  Has it dawned on you that your heartthrob is Iron Man!  There are some many easy jokes there I don’t know where to begin!  But yes, he is sexy.  I like the on again off again romance with Pepper Potts.  There’s another name with a joke in there somewhere.  I have such a twisted mind sometimes.  I’m sure it was all quite innocent…  NOT!  Because in the comic books, they finally get together.  Sigh! Even in comic books love conquers all. 

A #SatSpanks Giveaway. Drop In and See How To Win!

 

 

It Saturday Spanking time again!  My favorite day of the week :) 

So, just for kicks and giggles, I'm holding an impromptu little contest. 

During the month since it's release, Melody and I have been asked often about how we collaborated on Pleasure Bay.  It really was a team effort, but we each developed two couples for the book.

Can you guess who wrote who? 

Leave your guess in the comments below with your email address and I'll pick a winner for a free copy of Pleasure Bay.  So, pick which two couples Melody or I created....  

Dimitri and Mariah

Shane and Katie

Adam and Jennifer

Jaxon and Sydney

 

 

I'm anxious to see your answers! 
Now, on with this week's sexy snippet from 

 

 

Pleasure Bay

 

Meet Jennifer Reed, one of Pleasure Bay's more adventurous guests. She is an experienced submissive, who after her last long term relationship ended abruptly, has been reluctant to try again. When she learned of Pleasure Bay, she saw it as an opportunity to make her deepest, darkest fantasy come true. Once she has experienced it with sexy Adam Dorant, can she go back to her boring dental career satisfied? She thought so, until she arrived at Pleasure Bay. 

Caution:  This weeks snippet is sexy hot!  If you're not 18, you gotta go now!

 
My eight sexy lines..

 Just when she thought she couldn’t take another slap, he stopped.

Adam was panting nearly as hard as she was. “You’re soaked, princess, your juices are running down my leg.” As if to prove it further, he slipped two fingers into her liquefied core, stroking deep until she clenched with a needy moan.

“Hell, yes!” he groaned, pulling his fingers out slowly. He righted himself, turning to meet her gaze in the mirror. Holding his glistening fingers aloft, he held her gaze as he slowly licked them clean. “As incredible as you taste, I’m going to explode if I don’t get my cock in that tight wet pussy of yours in the next five seconds.”

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Emily Tilton Gets Naughty at School on Wicked Wanton Wednesday

Warning:  Adults only!  Reading this post may make your panties spontaneously combust. 
 

What else would you expect from Emily Tilton?  

She knows the meaning of wicked and wanton and always comes through with a smoking hot excerpt. 


So, without out further ado, welcome to  

The Sunset Harbor School for Naughty Girls:
 

Dr. Martin Scott, a dominant with the dream of teaching young women to explore their submissive natures, has decided to use his considerable fortune to found a unique school at Sunset Harbor on the remote Caribbean island of Saint-Stephane. With the help of his duenna Cassandra Lomond, he trains three eighteen-year-olds every Fall term. Along the way Dr. Scott, Mrs. Lomond, and their island janitor Mr. George enjoy the girls' developing submissive charms to the fullest, while in the classroom the girls study classics like Fanny Hill and Story of O.

Now Rachel, Frederica, and Lara, have arrived at Sunset Harbor, sent by their parents with the notion that Dr. Scott can cure girls' wantonness with regular applications of old-fashioned bare-bottom discipline. What trials and delights await the girls? For what does Dr. Scott ultimately train his girls'? What, really, is the purpose of the Sunset Harbor School for Naughty Girls?

 

Excerpt:

 

The note in the directory of prospective employers seeking staff at the conference in New York was rather cryptic: Progressive school in Caribbean seeks traditional duenna to assist in implementing disciplinary protocols for female pupils. The word "progressive" confused Mrs. Lomond, but it became clear soon enough.

"Mrs. Lomond," the tall, handsome Dr. Scott said after they had sat down at the interview table in his hotel suite, "I am going to ask you a few questions that will strike you as very unusual, to start. You are of course free to refuse to answer, and to leave. Alright?"

"Alright," she replied, mystified.

"The first of these is perhaps the most unusual of all. What does old-fashioned discipline mean to you?"

Dr. Scott told her later that it was her blush that gave her away and also gave her the job. He had, he said, interviewed five women that day, and none of them had blushed, and so their interviews had been brief and official.

But Cassandra Lomond had blushed, and so her interview had taken a rather different turn.

"I suppose," she said, "that it means making certain that girls obey the rules, rather than allowing them to be in any doubt."

"Have you ever spanked a girl, Mrs. Lomond?"

Cassandra gasped, slightly, but recovered her composure instantly and tried to cough to cover the gasp.

"I. . . no, Dr. Scott, I have not. I suppose. . . I suppose you ask in order to make sure that I have no untoward. . ."

"That's not at all why I am asking, Mrs. Lomond. I am asking because at the school I am founding, the duenna I choose and I will be spanking the girls very frequently, and I need a woman who even if she has never had the chance to exercise the privilege before, understands the value of a well-spanked bottom both to the bottom's owner and to the person lucky enough to do the spanking."

"I. . . I can't understand you, Dr. Scott."

"In that case, seeing the way you blushed, I am reasonably certain that I can in safety tell you, as I am telling you now, to come over here and lay yourself over my lap for a spanking of your own, Mrs. Lomond. We all have to start somewhere."

Thus Mrs. Lomond's bottom had been the first one reddened in the young history of the Sunset Harbor School for Girls. Dr. Scott had started spanking her over her skirt. Then he had raised her skirt, all the while murmuring about what a naughty girl Mrs. Lomond was, and drawing gasping moans from her.

"Is this a wet spot I see, Mrs. Lomond?" he had asked.

Cassandra bit her lips and remained silent. Dr. Scott spanked her, hard, and she yelped.

"Answer me, Mrs. Lomond. Is this a wet spot?"

"Yes! Ow!"

"Does it arouse you to be spanked by your prospective employer?" He began to spank her harder and harder, from left to right and even down her bare thighs where it stung more.

"No!"

"Don't lie to me, Mrs. Lomond. You won't like the consequences." Suddenly Dr. Scott pushed his hand between her thighs, and Cassandra spread them, unable to stop herself. "Is this cunt wet, Cassandra Lomond?"

"Yes," she whispered.

"You should call me 'sir' I think."

"Yes, sir. Oh, God. . ." Dr. Scott had pulled her sensible beige panties down.

"You won't be wearing panties like these anymore, Mrs. Lomond," he said. "You will leave this suite wearing more becoming underthings, and you will be supplied with a full wardrobe when you arrive in Sunset Harbor, including all your lingerie." His fingers played up and down her quim, rubbing to make her sigh.

"Why, sir?"

"Because I wish it. I may as well tell you that your duties at my school will involve serving my requirements in areas that will not be covered in your actual contract, but about which we must come to an understanding here and now. Please tell me about your sexual relations with your husband."

"What?"

"You heard me, Mrs. Lomond. Would you rather I asked specific questions?" His fingers left her quim, and his hand gave her a sharp spank. Cassandra whimpered in frustration. "How often did you suck your husband's cock?"

"Oh, God. . . I. . . only once."

"He didn't make you do it, then?"

"No! He was. . . he was a kind man. . ." The fingers returned.

"Unlike me," Dr. Scott said drily. "But I suspect you wish he had made you. Am I right?"

"I. . ." He spanked her, hard on her right cheek. "Ow! Yes!"

Then Dr. Scott dumped her unceremoniously to the floor. "Kneel," he said. "Take out my cock and suck it. When you have it in that pretty mouth of yours, I will tell you more about your new position."

 

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Maddie's Intimate Authors Corner

 

Welcoming back Emily to the Authors Corner.  She's been here a time or two so this should be painless and easy.  Alas, I'm not so sure if that will be much for Miss Emily.

 

MT:  What is your biggest challenge as an author - creating, promoting, editing, all of the above?

ET:  I would have to say promoting. It just feels really fake to me. I know all authors say that, though, so I'll try to make it more specific to my work: I like to think that the "Tilton style," whatever that is, involves a certain amount of detachment, a take it or leave it quality, that's particularly badly suited to, say, cover reveals.

 

MT:  Reviews, getting them good or bad are a nature of the business.  What’s your take on them? Do you take them personally, use them as an opportunity for growth or change, or do you just get royally pissed off??

ET:  The best thing about reviews is that after you've got a ton of bad ones and a few good ones, you really do develop a thicker skin. My most honest take is just that the elation of reading a wonderful review simply outweighs the crushing shame of reading a bad one.

 

MT:  I often have an idea for an erotic scene pop in my brain in an inopportune spot.  The dentist’s chair, the grocery store, or simply driving in my car.  Where is your creative spot?  What are you most often doing when you think up some of those smoking hot and often intensely kinky scenes of yours?  Please, please… tell all  

ET:  Okay, fine. It's when I'm masturbating to someone else's work, or, maybe even more often, when I'm recalling someone else's work, or maybe a video I've watched, and I think, "Oh my God what if that guy were actually a senior in college and he were spanking his sophomore girlfriend?" (I've got dibs on that, by the way!)

 

MT:  I knew if I asked nicely you'd spill!  LOL  And don't worry, Em, this is a 'no poaching zone' so your naughty fantasy is safe from me.  Since you mentioned video, I love old movies. When my face is not stuck in front of my laptop writing, I'm sitting down with a big tub of buttery popcorn and a huge icy coke for movie night, which is the best!  Do you have movie night?  If so what would you be watching? 

ET:  I love every kind of non-scary movie! I guess my pretentious answer (since I have a cineast locked inside me somewhere) would be something like a movie by the incredible Russion director Andrei Tarkovsky, but really most of the time it's "The Lego Movie" or "Frozen" when the kids are around--most of the time, that is--or, if my spouse and I are alone, a romantic comedy like "Love Actually."

 

MT:  Let it go!  :)  You're just a big kid at heart. Last question, if you had one chance to live out a fantasy from one of your books, what would it be and why?

ET:  I think I would want to be one of my captured girls, like Rachel in The Sunset Harbor School for Naughty Girls. I really would like to know what it would feel like to be made to give pleasure to a man who clearly values the pleasure of my submission. I think that's the kernel of all my erotic fantasies, in fact.

 

Thanks for stopping by again and getting wicked with me, Emily!

 

Drop in next week when my guest will be brand spanking new author Lauren Shepherd.