Saturday, August 8, 2015

A Count of One Hundred on SatSpanks


There’s no better way to end the week than with a nice round of spankings, Saturday Spankings, of course.

Hooked (Decadence Nights, Book 1)

The setup:  Legal secretary Olivia Wright is busily working away at her desk for Joseph Hooks.  Or is she lusting over him as she has for the past three long years?  What will Joseph do if he finds her daydreaming rather than working on his legal briefs?  Let’s find out, shall we?


*****


“No blocking or squirming, no name calling or insulting me out of hand, or any of my ancestors. You will hold your position for the count of one hundred.”
“One hundred!” she cried in dismay.
“I pay you well for precision and won’t tolerate sloppiness or mistakes.” His large hand stroked her trembling skin, gliding over her taut globes and down to her thighs, his fingertips wandering dangerously close to her cleft and the seam of her pussy lips. “We’ll begin with a hand spanking.”
The word "begin" made her quake with trepidation as she imagined what else he had planned: a paddle, his belt, or one of the rattan canes he kept in an umbrella stand in the corner of his office.
As she pondered the course of her punishment, out of the corner of her eye, she saw him draw back his broad hand to shoulder height and sucked in a breath in anticipation of the first solid spank. A thrill of excitement rushed through her, channeling more liquid heat to her pussy. She wiggled as his hand came crashing down…

*****

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The Blurb:

Thirty-eight-year-old legal secretary Olivia Wright's clock is ticking and she's afraid she's running out of time to find Master Right. Several times she thought she'd found the Dom of her dreams, but instead of the prince she sought, he'd turned out to be a slimy toad. The last one had dumped her unexpectedly and nearly broken her. Now, after a long dry spell, she's ready to try again. She'd really like it to be with the man who'd caught her eye three years ago, but that man is her boss and despite her best efforts, and tightest skirts, he hasn't spared her an extra glance. Resigning herself to unrequited love, she attempts to move on, procuring an invitation to an exclusive BDSM club, hoping Club Decadence will be the answer.

Joseph Hooks isn't your typical Dom. He's NBA tall, with no police or military background to speak of, wears tweed suits, of all things, and on an occasion the dreaded bow tie. But behind his somewhat nerdy appearance is a handsome, green eyed, strict but sensual dominant who's also hell on wheels in a court of law. He's wealthy, powerful, successful, and enjoys popularity among the subs at his private club, at least those who don't flee from the swishing sound of polished rattan, but he's exhausted his search for his perfect submissive and concerned about coming up short. After a frustrating day of watching his gorgeous secretary's delectable bottom in an incredibly tight skirt, he heads to San Antonio to blow off steam and maybe make a connection.

He thinks she's terminally vanilla and straight- laced. She thinks he's not into her, or with the way he ignores her curves and tight skirts, possibly gay. Hopelessly oblivious to what has been staring them in the face for three long years, Joseph and Olivia continue their aimless search for love. Then, one night, as a storm brews outside another rages inside as their paths converge. Will Olivia finally get the Master Prince she deserves, or will her past prevent her from realizing her dream? Will her presence at the club be the sign that Joseph needs to wake up and at long last claim the woman he's yearned for all along?

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