Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Tuesday's guest this week is Allison West sharing her newest release, THE VICTORIAN SHIFT.  Thanks for stopping by, Allison!

The Victorian Shift by Allison West
Genre: Steampunk, Dystopian, BDSM
Publisher: Blushing Books

In a world of five men to one woman, chaos is just the beginning.
At a young age, Piper and her sister Ruby are placed into the prison system designed to keep the female population safe. With the knowledge Piper obtains about the program that women are forced into at age eighteen, Piper retaliates against the guards and finds herself locked in maximum security.
It’s been seven years since she’s seen her younger sister. For every disobedient act, she’s forced from a prison cell into a cage barely big enough for a dog.
Her determination to rescue Ruby from the program is what keeps her going. In the decade Piper’s been locked up, the world has changed significantly. Women are forced to have a master, obey their every command, or expect severe discipline, in this futuristic yet reminiscent society of the Victorian era.
Can Piper trust the handsome guard, Charlie, or will he betray her at the first opportunity possible? Will the rebels that help free her from the prison expect something in return? Forced to face the world head-on, Piper must learn to submit in order to survive.
This dystopian novel features elements of age-play, spanking, anal play, with an emphasis on both the Victorian and Western eras.

The new guard looked uncomfortable at the mere mention of physical brutality and rape. Piper wasn’t too keen on it either. For the most part no one ever touched her, except for the occasional guard who wanted a blow job or fuck in the office. On a few occasions, she’d resorted to the disgusting acts as she attempted to grab the guard’s keys, but it never worked. Most of her encounters involved fighting back and attacking the guards when given the opportunity.
It hadn’t won her any good will toward the guards or a chance at seeing sunlight again.
“Sounds a tad harsh, don’t you think?” the new guard asked. He stepped further down the hall, coming toward Piper. “What’d she do to get stuffed into a cage for an animal?”
“She bit me,” Ivan said, unfastening the button on his sleeve as he rolled his work shirt up his arm, revealing fresh teeth marks. Piper had broken skin and left a nasty gash. Ivan hadn’t worn a bandage but his injury did look poorly stitched.
“He deserved it,” Piper said, her eyes casting a quick glance before darting to the ground, afraid of her punishment for speaking out so freely.
About the Author
Allison West is a #1 International Best-Selling Author in Erotica, BDSM, Romantic Erotica, Sci-Fi, Victorian, and Historical Erotica. She also writes young adult novels under the name Ruth Silver.
Allison West has been inventing worlds and writing stories for years. Her favorite novels are those that leave a lasting impression, long after the final page is read. You can find more about Allison on Facebook and Twitter.
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Delia’s Debt

Tuesday, August 23, 2016


I'm starting off my Tuesday guest appearances with a double whammy of best selling authors Katherine Deane and Maggie Ryan who are sharing enticing excerpts from her their new releases.  You won't want to miss checking out these hot titles!

Basic training is a killer-in more ways than one


USA Today bestselling author Katherine Deane brings you a romantic suspense that will leave you gasping.

Twenty-four year old journalist Smyth McCullen is following the trail of a killer, right onto Fort Hancock Army training center.  After two murders of young women just out of basic, both under the same drill sergeant, Smyth knows she must join the Army to unravel the truth.

Little does she know that Basic is dangerous in more ways than one. Protecting her battle buddy, working through sixteen hours of grueling training a day, and following a potential bad guy, is nothing compared to falling for a dominant, undercover  drill sergeant.

Hunter Jones is undercover, looking into the potential murders under Drill Sergeant Cage’s direction.  He’s been through many deployments, both public, and some not so public. He’s interrogated bad guys, fallen behind enemy lines, and is prepared in every way to act as a drill sergeant and save another potential victim. What he’s not prepared for is the sexy, young strawberry blonde who is definitely not eighteen.

As their attraction grows, they march one step closer to the end of the session, and imminent danger.  Can Smyth find the killer in time? Can Hunter protect the next target, especially if it’s Smyth? 

Lovers of steamy romance, hot military heroes and plucky heroines will adore Katherine Deane’s hot new romantic suspense.

Her Drill Sergeant Dom is a fully written story with HEA and no cliffhangers.


       (I’m going to spank you, and you’re going to love it.)     

“So my punishment is over?”

“Yes, it is. And you are forgiven. Did that kind of punishment work better than a spanking? Be honest.”

She wanted to grumble and lie and tell him no. But she chose to be frank, even if it did suck. “Yeah. It was horrible. I was embarrassed and angry and turned on with no relief in sight. And then you said all that stuff— it was all true—but it hurt to hear. I think your disappointment was the worst part of the punishment.”

“Thank you for your honesty. Now I know how to punish you in the future. And spankings are definitely on a different list.”

“But I’m still getting spanked today?” Her voice raised a few octaves with hopefulness.

“Hell yeah. I’m going to spank you so hard, you’ll feel it for the next week. And you’re going to love it.”

“Yes, sir.” She grinned. “Where do you want me?”

He sat down on the bed, and beckoned her toward him. “Over my lap, naughty little Private.”

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About Katherine Deane
USA Today bestselling author Katherine Deane is a multi-published, top 100 romantic and BDSM author and romantic at heart. While she enjoys her life as a stay at home mom, married to the man of her dreams, she also loves fantasizing. She reads and writes in many different genres, but her favorites are: erotic romance, paranormal, fantasy, and science fiction. She blogs about her life as an everyday woman (and closet Spanko), and about her career as a published author.

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And now for Maggie.......


Murder… Despair… Hope.
Quentin Doucet loves three things with a passion: working with leather, vintage motorcycles, and women who have chosen a life of submission. His life was perfect until the day Beth disappeared off the face of the earth. Unable to stay in the vibrant city of New Orleans, where the memories are just too painful and his sense of guilt is just too great, he walks away when darkness threatens to consume him. It is only his sense of duty that has him returning when his best friend and business partner Brody is laid up with a broken leg. Despite Quentin's insistence that he isn't going to stay once Brody is back on his feet, fate has other plans. The night he steps into an art gallery, he feels as if his eyes are opening for the first time in two years. The paintings on the walls stir his soul almost as much as the artist herself.
The moment Grace meets Quentin at her exhibition and looks into his eyes, she feels an irresistible urge to press her lips against the pulsing vein in his neck. When he later steps into the room as the leader of her first class in submission, she knows she wants to be his. He is an enigma that she longs to solve, but she's well aware that until he is free of the pain of his past, he will never be ready to step into the future. 

With the help of a detective who refuses to allow a killer to go free, Quentin and Brody attempt to unravel a twisting labyrinth of clues to bring closure to a case long relegated to the cold files. The swamps of Louisiana hide the sins of many, but when Grace disappears, Quentin knows he won't survive if she's not found alive. Will his instincts allow him to find the woman he's come to love in time, or will he lose another to the marsh's embrace? Are the fates that cruel, or will God's grace give him another chance?

Find out in Leather and Grace, a tale of BDSM, murder, suspense, love, hope, lust and exploration, from the pen of USA Today bestselling author Maggie Ryan.

Publisher's Note: This tale contains adult themes, including spanking and flogging, anal play and explicit sexual scenes between consenting adults. If such material offends you, please do not purchase.

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"Look, I'm sorry. I know that was incredibly rude. I really wasn't trying to be flippant." She took a deep breath and continued. "I know that Brody is a good man and that Laurie loves him with her entire heart and soul." She took it as a sign he was listening when he didn't open the door and shove her inside. "I know that even though he spanks her… it isn't any sort of abuse. I'm sorry if I gave that impression. I-I know they are in a D/s relationship and that Laurie accepts both his punishment and his forgiveness when they make love afterwards. Surely you understand that I didn't mean to make light of their commitment…"

"What you need to understand is that while you've got Brody pegged, there is a big difference between us."

"I wasn't talking about you or… or what you might do in a… well, whenever…"

"Instead of you and Laurie concocting some sort of scheme to throw us together, what Laurie should have shared is that I don't make love. I fuck. I'm not interested in a relationship. So, Grace, if you have an itch, we can go upstairs and I'm sure someone would be happy to scratch it for you."

Jerking her hand free, she wasn't sure who was more shocked, her or Quentin when she slapped him.

"I'll take that to mean you're not interested," he said, pushing the door open.

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#1 International and USA Today bestselling author for Blushing Books. I write both contemporary erotica and historical spanking romances. I enjoy writing about characters that enjoy the provocative D/S lifestyle of today’s times, as well as taking a step back into the past to write stories that take place in the Victorian era with age-play as a theme.
I live in the great Lone Star state with my wonderful husband. I have always loved reading. Growing up in a family with four children, it was difficult finding a place to be alone. I was probably one of the squeakiest clean girls on the planet as I would spend hours in the tub so I could read without being bothered. It wasn’t long before I began to make up my own endings to the books I was reading. From there, it just seemed natural to begin writing my own stories.
I never try to restrict myself to any one genre because there are just too many delicious possibilities out there and inside my head. I admit to being somewhat of a romantic, though, as my stories always must have a great deal of love, passion, corporal discipline and, of course, great, mind-blowing sex. I want my readers to be able to see, hear, feel and know the characters that I’m creating as well as I do when I bring them to life and transfer their stories to paper. I want my women to be strong of character but also strong enough to know that submission given in love and trust to your partner does not make you weaker, it makes you far stronger. I want my men to be sexy, strong, demanding alpha males who know how to take what they want while acknowledging it is a gift they have been blessed with by the women that have chosen to submit to them. I want there to be no doubt that they truly would die for the other no matter how others might view their relationship.

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Hero To Obey (Anthology)



Wednesday, August 17, 2016

I'm joining Wip It Up Wednesday for the first time with a peak at my current work in progress, tentatively titled, SECRETS OF THE LAKE HOUSE.  This book is an erotic spanking/menage suspense featuring a sister determined to find her missing sibling and the sheriff and Scotland Yard Brit just as determined she not hinder their investigation.  I hope you enjoy this teaser where Nash has just caught Alena trying to break into the lake house her sister, Ashley was last seen at.

“Had a nice chat with the beauty shop owner, Cora I believe her name is.  You’ve been prying again.”
She refused to give him the satisfaction of trying to pull her arm free and failing to break his hold, so she stood her ground and gave him a cool look of unconcern, she hoped.  “I told both you and the sheriff I was going to find my sister, or a lead to her whereabouts.  I’m not leaving until I get something I can give to the Portland PD.”
The smile that creased his lean, tanned face sent a shiver of warning down her spine and a warm gush of heat between her legs.  Oh good Lord, she almost groaned aloud.  This couldn’t be happening again, not with the same reaction to a different man.
“You have two choices.  I can haul you into town and to the sheriff and let him know I caught you attempting a break-in of one of Blue Springs finest residents in another attempt to hinder his investigation, or you can suffer the consequences of your actions the old-fashioned way again.”  Nash almost made the mistake of chuckling aloud when he dropped that hint he knew of Randy’s discipline and her eyes widened in shock, and just a touch of arousal. 
Heat curled low in her abdomen from the look in his eyes, his suggestion responsible for the warm pulse flooding her sheath with moisture.  Was she turning into a spanking slut or was it just these two men whom her radar has zeroed in on and refused to let go?
“Randy already tried that,” she responded in an attempt to defuse his intentions and regain her sanity.
“An introductory lesson, from what he relayed to me.  I won’t be as nice.”  Turning, he sat on the small glider, keeping hold of her arm as he looked up at her.  “What’ll it be?  Bend over my lap or a trip to see the sheriff?”
She really didn’t want another confrontation with Randy, he just might toss her in jail for the night and she certainly couldn’t afford an attempted break-in charge on her record.  That could cost her her job.  With a sigh of resignation, she ignored the leap of her pulse and the light in his eyes as she replied with a terse, “Fine.  I’ll take the spanking.”
Before she lost her nerve, she followed his slight tug and laid across his thick, hard thighs.  But when he yanked her shorts down, along with her panties, she twisted around to glare up at him.  “Hey!  I didn’t agree….ow!  The smack of his hand on her right buttock startled her, but not nearly as much as her response to the sharp sting that left her skin throbbing with heat. 
“Do I continue or do we go have a nice chat with Sheriff Janzen?”
Oh, she really didn’t like his cool, amused tone or the knowing look in his eyes, but, God help her, she did like the soft stroke of his broad palm over the tender skin he just abused.  Determined to win this battle, she huffed out an annoyed breath then turned back around, making a desperate attempt to ignore the way the warm breeze caressed her exposed buttocks, the outdoor exposure adding to the arousal that slap had initiated.
“That’s a girl, luv.”  Nash smacked her other cheek, enjoying her reluctant capitulation.
Oh good Lord, she groaned as that accent curled her toes and the next swat landed with blistering heat on her other buttock.  Biting her lip, she concentrated on stifling her escalating arousal as he rained a litany of steady, hard smacks across her butt.  Each one burned hotter, stung harder and worked to increase her arousal.  By the sixth stroke, her buttocks throbbed with heat and pain she felt reciprocated in her sheath. 
A moan slipped past her compressed lips as he moved down to land a well-aimed smack on the sensitive skin of the under curve of each buttock before continuing down to smack her thighs.  “Shit!”  Swiveling her head, she gave him another icy glare.  “That, that’s….uncalled for!”  His low chuckle grated on her as much as his soothing caresses calmed her ire.  God was she confused!

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Monday, August 15, 2016

Maisy Archer has a new release!  THE PIRATE'S CAPTIVE went right on my must read list after reading the excerpts she gave me to choose from.  I hope you like the one I picked to share with you today as much as I did.

Publisher:   Stormy Night Publications       
Released:    August 12, 2016
Genre:         romance/BDSM/erotica


When a notorious pirate demands a ransom from her family in return for lifting his blockade of the local port, twenty-one-year-old Evelyn Hollywell takes matters into her own hands. Her plan to thwart the lawless rogue quickly goes awry, however, when she is carried off from her home and held as a captive aboard his ship.

Evelyn quickly discovers that while the handsome buccaneer has no intention of doing her any harm, he will not tolerate disobedience, and when she attempts an escape she ends up over his knee for a painful, embarrassing spanking in front of his entire crew. Though the stern punishment infuriates Evelyn, she cannot help wondering what it would be like to be mastered much more thoroughly, and soon enough she is blushing crimson and quivering with desire as he teaches her exactly what it means for a beautiful lady to surrender her body to a dominant man.

Despite her growing attraction to her captor, however, his plans for her remain a mystery. She is to be delivered to a man in Boston, but she knows neither who he is nor what he wants with her. All she can be sure of is that with each passing day she feels less like a prisoner and more like a priceless treasure. But will old enemies or the dangers of the high seas tear her from her lover’s arms?
Publisher’s Note: The Pirate’s Captive includes sexual scenes and spankings. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.


He wrapped one enormous hand around my waist, gripping the small of my back, pulled me into him, and kissed me.


Oh, God.

The shock of it broke through the wall of my anger with the force of a cannonball, eradicating it as though it had never existed, and I was lost to sensation.

His lips were hard, bruising, forcing me to yield. I didn’t hesitate. I parted my lips and his tongue reached out to tangle with mine, stroking over me slowly, as though savoring the taste of me, coaxing me to respond in kind. I hesitantly brushed my tongue against his and he growled, actually growled, low in his throat. The feral sound made my belly flip and my knees tremble, but it didn’t matter, because he was there, supporting me. One of his hands remained at my waist while the other moved up my back to grip the nape of my neck, and he lifted me so that only the very tips of my toes touched the floor, and my breasts pushed against the hard, hot wall of his chest.

I ran my hands up over his arms, reveling in the feel of him, his muscles bunched and corded as he supported me easily. And then I did something I’d wanted to do from the first moment I’d seen him. I tangled my fingers in his wild brown hair.

And the kiss grew hotter.

His fingers knotted in my hair and he pulled me back so that I arched against him. The hand at my waist moved around to my belly and then up… and up…

When the backs of his fingers touched the underside of my breast, I groaned. Every part of me was aflame and I ached with need. I couldn’t seem to get close enough to him. Without conscious thought, I lifted my leg over his, ready to climb him, fitting him against me.

The shock of his hardness against my core made bolts of excitement shoot up my spine. He was so hard, hard everywhere, and I… I had never felt so soft…

I had no idea what came next, no idea what more he wanted from me, but I gave myself over to him in that moment. Where he led, I would go.

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Monday, August 8, 2016

I'm hanging out with Cara Bristol today and loving this sneak peak at her paranormal erotic romance.  I'm a fan of both the woo-woo genre and erotica so when you put the two together, I'm hooked!

Destiny’s Chance by Cara Bristol
Genre: paranormal spanking romance
Tags: #DestinysChance  #spankingromance  #paranormalromance  #reincarnation  #bbw  #BDSM  #Cara Bristol  #psychic
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Destiny’s Chance Blurb:
Fate gave her a chance for love.  Is she brave enough to accept it?
Destiny Grable has loved Chance Everett for as long as she could remember, but he was never interested in her until a tragic act of fate grants her heart’s desire. Now Chance is all hers—body, mind, and soul. But once they’re together, she discovers he has a kinky side she never knew about. Is she ready for it? Can she handle it? And Chance isn’t the only one with a secret. If he discovers what she’s hiding, will he still want her?
Destiny’s Chance was previously published in 2013. This is a re-release.

Not who they pretend to be  By Cara Bristol
I love characters with secrets. The hero and heroine of Destiny’s Chance have some whoppers! There’s some clues as to what they’re hiding in their character bios:
Name: Destiny Grable
Occupation: Photographer
Likes: Singing, Mexican food and cooking.
Dislikes: Her frizzy hair and overweight body.
Her biggest secret: She pretends to be Chance Everett’s friend, but she’s in love with him and hopes for more. But he’s not only out of her league, he’s totally off limits.
The worst day of her life: When her best friend Zoe Richards is killed.
Her biggest secret: Destiny is not who everyone believes she is.
Name: Chance Everett
Occupation: Auto body mechanic
Likes: Mexican food, sports, keeping physically fit, hanging out with his brother Roman.
Dislikes: Subterfuge and lies.
The worst day of his life: When a car accident killed the woman he loved.
His biggest secret: He and his girlfriend are on the outs. The only thing they share is a kink. The woman he really loves, he can’t have.


     A silk kimono slithered off a hanger to land on a chest on the floor of the closet. She hung up the robe and eyed the trunk. Made of aged, saddlelike leather, it had thick rawhide handles and brass hardware.

     She dropped to her haunches. “Probably locked anyway.”

     She pressed the button. The latch popped. She wavered, then surrendered to curiosity and lifted the lid.

     “Oh my God!” She clapped a hand over her mouth and fell on her ass. “That’s his kink.” She stared at the treasure trove of spanking implements. Paying attention to how she removed them so she could replace them exactly as she’d found them, she examined the items. Several paddles of different shapes and sizes in both leather and wood. A pom-pom-like flogger with supple soft leather strands and a stiff wooden handle. Some common items: a hairbrush, a wooden spoon, a ruler. And a strop resembling a belt split into two parts. A tawse! She’d heard of them but never had seen one until now.

     She smacked her palm with it. Biting. How would it feel against a bare bottom? She pictured herself laid out like an offering over Chance’s lap as he spanked her bottom until it was supersensitive and then stung her cheeks with the tawse.

     Her pussy cheered with a twitch.

     She fantasized often about being spanked but had no idea if she’d like it if she experienced it. However, she loved leather—appreciated its hard and soft textures, its masculine scent, the snap it made. Such a versatile material. Sensual. Sexy. She stroked the soft strands of the flogger, then whacked her palm with the tawse again.

     She sat cross-legged on the floor like a little girl playing with grown-up toys. All she required for some really wicked games was a playmate named Chance.

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Author bio

USA Today bestselling author Cara Bristol writes contemporary and science fiction romance and has topped the Amazon sales charts in science fiction and fantasy romance and erotica. No matter what the romance subgenre, one thing remains constant: her emphasis on character-driven, seriously hot erotic stories with sizzling chemistry between the hero and heroine. Cara has lived many places in the United States, but currently lives in Missouri with her husband. She has two grown stepkids. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading and traveling.