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1/2/2015

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Happy New Year, to all you Saturday Spankers (or spankees, as the case may be)! I hope that the new year is full of new, delicious delights and tantalizing spankings for all! If you're hoping for the same, look no further than my newest release, "The Forbidden Castle". In it, Aimee, seeking to please a man she's loved all her life travels to a faraway, only heard-about land where there have been no returning survivors. Dare she enter the forbidden castle? 

In this scene, she has been discovered by the stable master and much pay penance for telling the first of what promises to be many, many lies. 

    When I felt the feather-light touch of his hand caressing my cheek, I
couldn’t help but meet his eyes. “I will not tell you it won’t be painful, Aimée, for it will. I will tell you that while I intend to impart a memorable lesson to your backside, I won’t leave any lasting damage.”
It wasn’t the words he said, but rather that he’d called me by my name that helped me relax. I gave him a nod, though I didn’t try to speak. I feared if I did, I would begin to sob from the fear overtaking me.

    “Now, I will go and turn this handle
and...” He trailed off as he went to the contraption and began to turn it as he
said.
    
I watched him for a moment, my brow furrowed, when I felt myself being lifted off the ground. My feet dangled and I let out a little shriek of surprise. 
    
“There is a locking mechanism here,” he explained, though I couldn’t see it. “That will keep you where I want you.” 
    
“Why...” I trailed off helplessly. I was no longer pulling at my constraints for fear that I would plummet to the ground. 
    
“Why do I have you suspended in the air? Because it keeps you from escaping and has the added benefit of allowing me to reach every bit of your delicate skin.” 
    
I flinched, swallowing back a moan. I’d never thought to find myself in such a predicament and I wasn’t entirely sure what to make of it, so I reached for the first emotion I could find, which was fear. “Please,” I begged, though I knew it would do no good. 
    
“Please what?”
 

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4 Comments
Meredith O'Reilly link
1/3/2015 01:42:58 am

Holy cow that was hot!! I want more! Great snippet!! :-)

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Normandie Alleman link
1/3/2015 09:50:57 am

This sounds like a great book, and I love the cover.

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Renee Rose link
1/4/2015 12:14:01 am

yipes! He means business! I have this waiting on my kindle (well I don't have a kindle, but you know what i mean)

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Lucy Felthouse link
1/4/2015 09:00:47 pm

Great snippet, well done!

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