Hi there Kelly, and thank you so much for inviting me back over to your blog today. I’m so pleased to be here to give a shout out about the Over The Knee anthology, six wonderful, wicked tales of spanking and submission.
The collection is a smokin’ hot anthology of spankingly awesome short stories, over a hundred thousand words of sizzling naughtiness ready to melt your kindle. It’ll be a real treat for the spank-lovers among us. I’m so thrilled to have a story in the set, and I’m in fabulous company too snuggled up with Lily Harlem, Lucy Felthouse, Katy Swann, Dolly Watt, and Wendi Zwaduk.
My story in the set is In the Eyes of the Law. Libby is shopping for a present for her sister and accidentally leaves the store without paying for a bottle of perfume. She’s mortified. Apart from anything else, she could lose her job if she gets in trouble with the police. When the head of security at the mall turns out to be her Dominant estranged husband she thinks things can’t get any worse.
Will Josh hand her over to the authorities or does he have his own way of settling this? And after a drought of two years, will just one bare bottom spanking be enough? For either of them?
This story was fun to write – short, snappy, and sexy as hell. I just adore this sensual cover too – Totally Bound cover art rocks!
The whole collection is out now and you can snap it up on Amazon or wherever you like to buy your ebooks. The individual stories will be out next month.
Here’s the blurb for In the Eyes of the Law…
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 cause her to lose 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 misdemeanor? 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?
And just check out the rest of the collection…
‘Spicing it Up’ by Lily Harlem
Heat from a spanking ensures that Cassandra simmers with pleasure in a way she never would have imagined.
‘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…
‘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.
‘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?
‘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.
And of course we can’t leave without an excerpt from In the Eyes of the Law
“Libby? Are you ready to get up yet?”
The low voice seems to be coming from a long way away. It sounds a bit like someone I should know, vaguely familiar, but a richer tone. Deeper perhaps, like dark chocolate.
“Libby, open your eyes, love.”
No, I shake my head.
“Yes. It’s time to come back.”
Been nowhere, going nowhere.
There’s a chuckle. “You always were a belligerent little subbie. Open your eyes and look at me. Now.” The voice is less dark chocolate now and more tart mint flavored. An edge of something more—insistent—has crept in.
I pry one eyelid open, only to clam it shut again as the sheer white light assaults my retina. “Too bright. Turn it off.”
A light touch feathers across the side of my face, my brow. I turn to nuzzle against it.
“My hand’s shading your eyes now. Try again, Libby.”
I obey, to find I can manage this time. Slivers of light spear between Josh’s fingers as my senses return. I’m still draped across his lap, cool air now caressing my buttocks, which feel to be in flames, but gloriously so. His spare hand is holding me in place, and without it, I suspect I would by now be rolling about on the floor. Josh didn’t let me fall, though. I knew he wouldn’t, however angry he might be.
Angry? Is he still angry with me? As my head clears I remember our strange, half-conversation as he built the spanking, raining ever harder punishment onto my bottom. The revelation of his disappointment in my perceived lack of trust, my refusal to wait for him to—what?
To leave the army, that’s what. To cancel his entire future, for me, that’s what. I couldn’t bear the prospect of being an army wife—or worse still, an army widow—so I insisted he choose. He chose the army, or so I thought—until today.
“Can you stand up now, Libby?”
I nod and try to straighten. I grab his leg for support but my arms feel like spaghetti and I can’t seem to raise the weight of my upper body. Josh stands, somehow lifting me as he does so and turns me around so he can slip an arm under my knees. He sits back down, then carefully arranges my skirt to leave my bottom exposed.
“Your arse is glowing all shades of pink and crimson, sweetheart. I do like to admire my handiwork.”
“Yes, I remember.” I snuggle in closer, sinking my fingers into the soft fabric of his cotton shirt. His cock is still solid, his erection nudging my hip. It seems a pity to waste that. “I need you. Now.”
“Nice idea, but not here, I think.”
“Yes, here. Now.”
“No, not here and not now—for two reasons. One, Libby, it’s been a long time. Too fucking long and I intend to take my time over you. No quickie across the desk, but I do thank you for the offer. And two, linked to number one, I might be the boss around here but there’s still a limit to how long I can keep everyone out. I could get called back into the mall at any time to deal with some drunk or break up a fight, or even to read the riot act to a light-fingered little toe rag. That would be a great pity, don’t you agree?”
More about me…
I’ve been an avid reader of fiction for many years, erotic and other genres. I still love reading, the hotter the better. But now I have a good excuse for my guilty pleasure – research.
I tend to draw on my own experience to lend colour, detail and realism to my plots and characters. An incident here, a chance remark there, a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can spark a story idea.
When not writing – which is not very often these days - my time is divided between my role as resident taxi driver for my teenage daughter, and caring for a couple of dogs, two tortoises. And a very grumpy cockatiel.
I have twenty seven (at the last count) titles on general release with publishers on both sides of the Atlantic, and I have several more in the pipeline. All my books feature BDSM. I write explicit stories, always hot, but they offer far more than just sizzling sex. I like to read about complex characters, and compelling plots, so that’s what I write too. Strong, demanding Doms are a given, often paired with new submissives who have a lot to learn.
I have a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keep thinking of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a lot more from me.
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