Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Author's Spotlight- Sue Lyndon, Commander's Slave






Excerpt:
http://www.amazon.com/Commanders-Slave-Alien-Warriors-Lyndon-ebook/dp/B00JRG2RF4/ref=la_B006A8J6KG_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1397784317&sr=1-1

“Come here.” He pointed to his feet.

She paled and stepped backward, tendrils of hair flipping about her face as she shook her head.

Edek softened his stance. “Obey me and you won’t have reason to fear me, little human. Now come to me.” He reached out a hand in encouragement.

Hope shimmered in her eyes and she took a tentative step in his direction. A few more steps and she reached him, peering up from under thick, dark eyelashes.

“Go on.” He waved his hand, urging her to take it.

She inhaled a shaky breath and put her little hand in his much larger one. A jolt of energy shot through him at the physical contact and shook him to his core. He was supposed to hate her. He was supposed to want to kill her. Her people had ruined his life. They’d ruined the lives of many he’d loved, and they’d taken away his precious family. Yet her hand felt perfect and silky in his, and a surge of protectiveness for the little human sped through him.

He pushed the unwanted feelings down. She was his property. Nothing more.

“I need to know your name and the crimes you committed, little human. I’m tired of asking. Tell me now.”

“No.”

“No?” Edek wasn’t accustomed to being refused anything. His warriors obeyed his every command without question, and now a mere slave dared tell him no. It was unfathomable.

“I can’t tell you my real name, but I will tell you that the charges brought against me were false. I didn’t do what the Kall court on Earth convicted me of. I swear it.”

He wanted to believe her. He wanted to trust her. Her name thoughhe had to know her name. Calling her Heslla, as Lanzo did, wasn’t an option. Heslla sounded like an endearment, and endearments wouldn’t do because she needed to remember her place.

Taking a deep breath, Edek tightened his grip on her hand and led her to a chair near the bed. He sank down on it and opened his legs, forcing her to stand between his parted thighs as she gazed fearfully into his eyes. He cupped her face with one hand, and she trembled at his light touch. Holy Fires, she was a tiny thing. Even when he was seated on the chair, the top of her head barely reached his chin.

“I’ve given you several chances to answer my questions and you still refuse. I have no choice but to punish you now, little human.” He planned to punish her lightly, but she didn’t need to know that. She needed to learn fear and respect. The next time he asked her a question, he expected an immediate answer to fall from her lips. Slaves didn’t refuse their masters anything, least of all simple information.

Edek hauled her over his lap and draped one of his legs over hers, trapping her in his hold. Her breathing became labored, and she peered over her shoulder at him with pleading eyes.

“If I told you I was American, would that be enough?”

He cupped her bottom, prompting her to tense up. “I can already tell you’re American. You’re speaking English like an American. I take it you don’t speak any Kall? Not even the common dialect?”

“I’m afraid I don’t know your language at all. I’ve been trying to pick it up from the servants, but it isn’t easy. The only words I know so far are ecka, slemma, and casika.”

Edek threw his head back and laughed. “Those are all curse words, little human. Where did you hear them? Certainly not from Lanzo.”

Pink stained her cheeks and she turned around, settling on his lap as if resigning herself to the punishment he still planned to deliver. “The cook,” she finally said.

He laughed once more, but maintained his hold on her, keeping one hand pressed down on her back and the other covering her bottom. His cock shifted at the feel of her firm little bottom beneath his hand. The spread of fabric revealed the outline of her panties.

Damn Lanzo for doing this to him. The last thing he needed was to fight a sexual attraction to a human woman. A girl, really. A terrible thought struck him.

“How old are you?”

“Too old for a spanking.”

He bit back a chuckle. He’d never owned a slave before, but he knew slaves certainly weren’t supposed to sass their masters. Especially while draped over their masters’ knee awaiting punishment.

Grasping a handful of hair in a gentle grip, he tilted her head back and put his lips to her ear. “How. Old. Are. You?”

“Twenty-six.”

Twenty-six. In her culture she’d been considered an adult for several years, and in his culture for over a decade. He exhaled in relief. “That’s not too old for a spanking.”

“I meant fifty-six. I’m fifty-six.”

“Nice try, but that’s not too old for a spanking either.”


Commander's Slave
http://www.amazon.com/Commanders-Slave-Alien-Warriors-Lyndon-ebook/dp/B00JRG2RF4/ref=la_B006A8J6KG_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1397784317&sr=1-1
Only the fiercest alien warrior can tame her human heart…

After the destruction of the peace treaty between Earth and the invading Kall, First Daughter of the United States Betsy Carson is convicted for crimes she did not commit in an act of political revenge. Sentenced to a lifetime of slavery on the Kall homeworld, she expects the rest of her days to be a constant struggle for survival, and when she finds herself naked on the auction block, staring into the eyes of a disgusting Kall who’s made the opening bid, she prays for anything but the misery and despair of being his. Fortunately, he’s outbid by a gentle, older man, who brings her to his mountain home as a gift for his brother, a fierce Kall warrior who loathes humans and blames them for the deaths of his wife and sons in the war with Earth. Her hopes to be left alone by her new master are dashed when he orders her to sleep in his bed, and she soon discovers disobedience will earn her a firm, bare-bottom spanking from the strong warrior.


Commander Edek enjoys disciplining the spirited Betsy, who grows more eager to submit to his dominance and obey his demands. And he finds owning a petite human slave has other benefits as well. Her silken red hair, sparkling blue eyes, and soft curves entice him to forget the past, and her sweet presence calms the storm of grief raging in his heart. But his new world is shattered when he arrives home one day to find her missing, and Edek’s skills as a Kall warrior are put to the ultimate test…



Buy links:

Amazon US

Amazon UK

Barnes and Noble

All Romance



Author info: Sue Lyndon is a multi-published author of erotic BDSM romance and spanking romances. She enjoys a good book in any genre, loves Star Trek and Battlestar Galactica, and runs on coffee and chocolate. Learn more about Sue and her books at www.suelyndon.com



Saturday, April 12, 2014

#Satspanks, The Chicagoan Switch, Something Whippy

I'm going to give this a try- again.... You guys know how much I love you- love my Saturday Spankings, but dangit! Life has been nutso lately... Anyway, here's another sampling from the second switch, The Chicagoan Switch.


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“Sweet talking won’t change my mind, nor distract me. Open your legs.” He pressed her legs open with his foot even as he said it.

Caroline clenched her bottom waiting for the sting of the switch. She didn’t think anything could hurt worse and she knew it was coming soon when he picked one of them up. The doctor surely didn’t know that or he wouldn’t have said as much… but Royce was right, it was not jarring, it only stung the skin of her bottom and wouldn’t hurt the baby.

“Oh, for the love of—




The Chicagoan Switch
http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=2759&welcome=1

Caroline couldn't follow through with the mail order marriage she had agreed to, so she switched places with the woman next to her on the train. Anxious to get home, she had more reason to hurry when she received a wire relaying a family emergency.
Traveling with the Union Pacific across the mid- west was a long, hot trip and Caroline's temper flared at the man who took responsibility for the railroad. Her temper wasn't the only thing flaring - her bottom also felt the heat when Royce Ashby had had enough of her bad humor. A man's patience could only take him so far and it was quite obvious to him that Caroline was in need of a keeper. He knew he was up for the task.

Buy it Now!





http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=2594

Liz will do anything to get away from her evil guardian, and she was prepared to disguise herself as a boy and look for work as a ranch hand. When Caroline, a stranger on the train next to her, sees through her "boy" disguise, and begs her to take her place as a mail-order bride, Liz doesn't hesitate long before saying yes. It's got to be easier than working on a ranch, and as a married woman with a new name, she'll be out of her guardian's clutches forever.

Wade Malone has been looking forward to his new bride for months, but when "Caroline" finally arrives, things don't exactly add up. For one, "Caroline" was supposed to be twenty-five years old; the woman who came off the train doesn't look a day above sixteen. He has a strong aversion to liars, particularly in a wife. But he's also a man who keeps his promises and whoever the woman is at his side, he's made a commitment.

That doesn't mean he's not going to handle his new bride very firmly indeed. Then, against all odds, Liz starts to fall for the no-nonsense rancher and his family. How will she ever keep him from finding out the complete truth about the switch?

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Author Spotlight, Dinah Mcleod, How I Spank My Wife



Hey, Patty, thanks for having me today! I thought I’d share an excerpt from my newest release, “How I Spank My Wife” with your readers today. I hope you enjoy it!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Callie Thomas?”
http://www.amazon.com/How-I-Spank-My-Wife-ebook/dp/B00J95DAMC/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&qid=1396410435&sr=8-4&keywords=dinah+mcleod


My head jerked up, and I pushed myself to my feet. “Here. I’m here.”

“All right, you’re up,” one of the ladies from casting told me. The other two at the table had their heads bent over their notes and didn’t even bother to look up. “We cast the role of Richard yesterday, so he’s going to read with you, OK?”

“Oh.” I hadn’t prepared to perform with anyone, but I knew I’d have to make it work. “All right.”

“It’ll give us a better idea of your chemistry together,” she explained.

“Right. Of course.” I walked toward the stage, reminding myself to breathe. I walked up the stairs, my legs shaking. I placed myself directly in the center of the stage, trying to keep myself calm. I could see a man on stage, out of the corner of my eye, but his back was turned to me.

“Whenever you’re ready,” she prompted. I noticed that the other two directors still hadn’t looked up and it made my breath come in quick, short bursts. I tried to focus on what I had to do, to clear my mind of everything but the script.

“I’m sorry,” I began, faltering. Suddenly, I saw my reading partner turn toward me, and I caught my breath. It was Mr. Condescending, in the flesh. He was the male lead for this movie? I was so sure last night that he wasn’t anyone who mattered. Then again, if he was just an actor, like me, that was close enough to being nothing.

“You seem to find yourself saying that a lot lately,” he quipped, and I started to narrow my eyes at him and fire back a retort when I realized he was just reading his lines.

“Yeah, but that’s just because…” I took a deep breath and winced when I realized how shaky my voice was coming out. Being face to face with him after what had happened last night was making me really on edge.

“Excuses, excuses,” he shot back. “I’m fed up with it, Lori! Something has got to change around here and I think it might be your attitude.”

“Excuse me?”

“Your attitude, babe. You’re being lazy and thoughtless and that has to stop, do you understand?”

“I’ve got a lot going on right now, Richard,” I said, a tad bit whiny. “You don’t understand the kind of stress I’m under—

He arched an eyebrow. “Stress?”

“Richard!” I exclaimed, pouting. “It’s true.”

“Regardless of anything you have going on outside this house—” He took a menacing step toward me and I backed away. “I expect you to treat me with respect. Understand?”

“OK, OK,” I mumbled. “I understand.”

“What was that?”

“I understand!”

“Did I say that I couldn’t hear you, Lori? I was waiting for a more respectful answer.”

I was praying that one of the directors—all three had their eyes glued to the stage now—would call cut, that they would have seen enough. Unfortunately for me, they didn’t, and following through with the script Mr. Condescending scooped me up effortlessly and sat on the chair provided for this very purpose.

Being over his knees was humiliating and I couldn’t help but squirm on his lap. Part of me had wondered if he’d recognized me—sometimes people didn’t recognize me out of uniform—but from the first swat he landed on my jeans, I knew that he had. I knew that far from following the script, he was using this as an opportunity to show me how angry I’d made him.


http://www.amazon.com/How-I-Spank-My-Wife-ebook/dp/B00J95DAMC/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&qid=1396410435&sr=8-4&keywords=dinah+mcleod


Buy it today on Blushing Books and Amazon!

Friday, March 28, 2014

#SatSpanks The Chicagoan Switch


It's that time again... I'm so far behind I may not get caught up until 2020. 

But I keep trying! That has to say something...

The rest of you are all prolific and proficient with your blog tours and book launches and even Sheri Saville is so awesome she spends her free time making pie charts and all manner of social crap and I can hardly remember to wipe my a--. 

Oh, nevermind you guys don't want to here how worthless I've been lately... You want a fun snippet...


They had come to an impasse. Caroline had backed up against the bed, she couldn’t go anywhere else and he was still coming toward her. He was too near for her to hop up and over it so she was stuck. He didn’t stop in front of her when he came to her either. He kept right on coming until she was leaning backwards and finally bent enough to drop onto the bed and then he leaned over her.

Her heart thundered in her chest. “I trusted you, honest. I just didn’t think and I didn’t have time, but I wanted to help them, with all my heart.” That newfangled electricity they were talking about coursed through her veins.
The Chicagoan Switch
http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=2759&welcome=1

Caroline couldn't follow through with the mail order marriage she had agreed to, so she switched places with the woman next to her on the train. Anxious to get home, she had more reason to hurry when she received a wire relaying a family emergency.
Traveling with the Union Pacific across the mid- west was a long, hot trip and Caroline's temper flared at the man who took responsibility for the railroad. Her temper wasn't the only thing flaring - her bottom also felt the heat when Royce Ashby had had enough of her bad humor. A man's patience could only take him so far and it was quite obvious to him that Caroline was in need of a keeper. He knew he was up for the task.

Buy it Now!



http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=2594

Liz will do anything to get away from her evil guardian, and she was prepared to disguise herself as a boy and look for work as a ranch hand. When Caroline, a stranger on the train next to her, sees through her "boy" disguise, and begs her to take her place as a mail-order bride, Liz doesn't hesitate long before saying yes. It's got to be easier than working on a ranch, and as a married woman with a new name, she'll be out of her guardian's clutches forever.

Wade Malone has been looking forward to his new bride for months, but when "Caroline" finally arrives, things don't exactly add up. For one, "Caroline" was supposed to be twenty-five years old; the woman who came off the train doesn't look a day above sixteen. He has a strong aversion to liars, particularly in a wife. But he's also a man who keeps his promises and whoever the woman is at his side, he's made a commitment.

That doesn't mean he's not going to handle his new bride very firmly indeed. Then, against all odds, Liz starts to fall for the no-nonsense rancher and his family. How will she ever keep him from finding out the complete truth about the switch?



Tuesday, March 25, 2014

#SpringFling #BLOGHOP #Winners #HopswithHeart

We have winners! Many winners.


And thanks, many thanks to everyone who participated and everyone who provided prizes.


Muwah!!!


The grand prize winners are--


Kindle Fire— Sally Fryman Wagoner
$75 Amazon Gift Card— Eva
$25 Starbucks Gift Card— Eva Millien
$25 Blushing Books Gift Card— Kathy Osborn
$25 Loose Id Gift Card— Jessica Subject


(Winners will be contacted soon by their prize sponsor!)






My personal blog winners are:


3 copies of the Switch Bundle 
(Including Mail Order Switch and The Chicagoan Switch) 

Shadow 
Book Attict 
Laurah2727 






1 With Hearts Aflame 
Skeeter Lee 


1 Lovely Little Liar

loreleicullen

1 Christmas Joy

Jill Prand

1 Choices Bundle 
(including Tough Choice, Harder Choices, No Choice Left)

Kelsey Summer 

1 Tyler Bundle 
(Including Tyler's Resolution and Tyler's Wife)

Joe Hawk 






Again, Congrats to all. I hope you enjoy and you should *cross my fingers I got em all sent right* have received all of your books and gift certificates from me via email.






Thanks again for participating!

Friday, March 21, 2014

#SatSpanks vs #HopswithHeart The Chicagoan Switch



If you are here for the SPRING FLING BLOG HOP go here. Or, if you like you can enjoy the free excerpt and I will give you another link at the bottom of this post. :)

Hmmm, now for you #satspankers... 

Have you joined the Hops with Heart, Spring Fling? We're giving you more than 8 tiny sentences. 

You have the opportunity to win any and all of my books and 73 other author's prizes, not to mention the grand prizes including a KINDLE FIRE and guess what? 

You can visit as many or as few of the blogs as you like. You don't have to visit them all and leave DNA behind to prove you were there. You enter one time to win the grand prizes; that's all. It's that simple! For more information, visit Hops with Heart or hop over to my Spring Fling Post.

Okay, Okay. I know you are impatiently rapping your fingers on the desk, waiting for me to get on with your Saturday snippet. So here it is--


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“I am going home, Mr. Ashby, there is nothing you can do to stop me.” She tipped her head around and pulled her elbow back, testing his grip. “I’ve had it with your uselessness and the Union Pacific’s incompetence.”

“Caroline, I do not have time for this. You are making this take longer than it has to. Get back on the train now or—

“Or what?” She glared at him, daring him. That was what she was doing, wasn’t it?

“Or you will end up with a whole lot more than you are bargaining for, angel.”

The Chicagoan Switch
http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=2759&welcome=1

Caroline couldn't follow through with the mail order marriage she had agreed to, so she switched places with the woman next to her on the train. Anxious to get home, she had more reason to hurry when she received a wire relaying a family emergency.
Traveling with the Union Pacific across the mid- west was a long, hot trip and Caroline's temper flared at the man who took responsibility for the railroad. Her temper wasn't the only thing flaring - her bottom also felt the heat when Royce Ashby had had enough of her bad humor. A man's patience could only take him so far and it was quite obvious to him that Caroline was in need of a keeper. He knew he was up for the task.

Buy it Now!



http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=2594

Liz will do anything to get away from her evil guardian, and she was prepared to disguise herself as a boy and look for work as a ranch hand. When Caroline, a stranger on the train next to her, sees through her "boy" disguise, and begs her to take her place as a mail-order bride, Liz doesn't hesitate long before saying yes. It's got to be easier than working on a ranch, and as a married woman with a new name, she'll be out of her guardian's clutches forever.

Wade Malone has been looking forward to his new bride for months, but when "Caroline" finally arrives, things don't exactly add up. For one, "Caroline" was supposed to be twenty-five years old; the woman who came off the train doesn't look a day above sixteen. He has a strong aversion to liars, particularly in a wife. But he's also a man who keeps his promises and whoever the woman is at his side, he's made a commitment.

That doesn't mean he's not going to handle his new bride very firmly indeed. Then, against all odds, Liz starts to fall for the no-nonsense rancher and his family. How will she ever keep him from finding out the complete truth about the switch?



Join the rest of the SaturdaySpanks crowd for more teasing snippets.
saturdayspankings.blogspot.com



This way to get back to Hops with Heart and the Spring Fling.




Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Spring Fling Blog Hop #HopswithHeart March 20th-23rd

www.hopswithheart.blogspot.com
Let’s celebrate LOVE and SPRING! I know you love to read, so how about scoring some great free spanking fiction and some other great prizes including a Kindle Fire!


It's so easy; all you have to do is visit some really great blogs and comment to win. Have fun and may the odds be ever in your favor...


The Grand Prizes will be:

One Kindle Fire--Donated by Blushing Books!
One $75 Gift Card to Amazon (or Barnes and Noble)--Donated by Jane!
One $25 Starbucks Gift Card--Donated by Sue Lyndon!
One $25 Gift Card to Blushing Books--Donated by Patty Devlin!
One $25 Gift Card to Loose Id--Donated by Cara Bristol!


My Blog Prizes include:

3 copies of the 
Switch Bundle (including Mail Order Switch and The Chicagoan Switch) 
1 With Hearts Aflame
1 Lovely Little Liar
1 Christmas Joy
1 Choices Bundle (including Tough Choice, Harder Choices, No Choice Left)
1 Tyler Bundle (Including Tyler's Resolution and Tyler's Wife)


Readers:

Enter the Rafflecopter below once for a chance to win the Grand Prize! (Winner will be chosen at random by Random.org and everyone who enters once is eligible!)


Visit all the stops on the hop and enter each blog’s personal giveaway—of course this step isn’t mandatory, but it’s fun! LOL! (The winner of each blog stop is decided by the author at their discretion—all decisions are final!)


To enter my drawings here, simply comment telling me your favorite genre, the last book you read, and your favorite author. Also, please include your email address just to keep things simple. Thanks!

Here is an excerpt from The Chicagoan Switch.

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Caroline gulped hard as her eyes blurred. Could she have misunderstood? He didn’t really want their attention? How many times had she seen the very same thing? Those silly little twits. No, she was the twit— “I don’t know what to say; I’m sorry… I saw them and thought you wanted them. That you liked the attention, liked the younger, prettier girls…”

“Liked being molested, surrounded, pawed, groped, and treated like a valuable stud service?” His words, each one gripped a little harder, she was already sorry, but still he went on, “You think them pretty? It’s fine if you do, but I don’t. I think you are beautiful. I love your cinnamon-colored eyes, and these little curls at your nape.” He fingered the strands at her neck and pressed his forehead to hers. “I’m in love with you, but you are not to doubt it when I’m switching your bottom for leaving the ball and walking the grounds alone when I asked you to be careful and stay away from dangerous places and absolutely not to go anywhere unescorted.”

She drew back. “Dangerous—this is hardly dangerous.” Her bottom was prickling and she was altogether too sure it had to deal with that word switching. She had a good idea that it had nothing to do with the frog switch in the museum. “You are crazy if you think I will allow you to—to…” She could hardly say the word out loud and yet she didn’t need to, Royce completed her thoughts for her.

“Oh, ho and will you then stop me? Did I not warn you that the mishaps with the train were actually linked and against Union Pacific and myself and that you should be careful? Did I not tell you again today to be very careful because I seemed to have an enemy, and they could single you out?” He was leading her farther away from the pavilion as he spoke and even if she should fight him her good sense had left her somewhere, sometime before. At a small opening in the woods, there sat a bench and Royce thrust her on it with a stern command to “sit”.

“Royce, you are being unreasonable,” she cried, coming to her feet at once. He didn’t turn back to her at all as he barked a hasty command for her to be seated and continued on to the low saplings. He made it look easy to pluck a whippy branch from the young tree and shuck it of its branches without even a knife to make the task easier. She tried again, “I’m perfectly safe here.”




The Chicagoan Switch
http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=2759&welcome=1

Caroline couldn't follow through with the mail order marriage she had agreed to, so she switched places with the woman next to her on the train. Anxious to get home, she had more reason to hurry when she received a wire relaying a family emergency.
Traveling with the Union Pacific across the mid- west was a long, hot trip and Caroline's temper flared at the man who took responsibility for the railroad. Her temper wasn't the only thing flaring - her bottom also felt the heat when Royce Ashby had had enough of her bad humor. A man's patience could only take him so far and it was quite obvious to him that Caroline was in need of a keeper. He knew he was up for the task.

Buy it Now!


http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=2594

Liz will do anything to get away from her evil guardian, and she was prepared to disguise herself as a boy and look for work as a ranch hand. When Caroline, a stranger on the train next to her, sees through her "boy" disguise, and begs her to take her place as a mail-order bride, Liz doesn't hesitate long before saying yes. It's got to be easier than working on a ranch, and as a married woman with a new name, she'll be out of her guardian's clutches forever.

Wade Malone has been looking forward to his new bride for months, but when "Caroline" finally arrives, things don't exactly add up. For one, "Caroline" was supposed to be twenty-five years old; the woman who came off the train doesn't look a day above sixteen. He has a strong aversion to liars, particularly in a wife. But he's also a man who keeps his promises and whoever the woman is at his side, he's made a commitment.

That doesn't mean he's not going to handle his new bride very firmly indeed. Then, against all odds, Liz starts to fall for the no-nonsense rancher and his family. How will she ever keep him from finding out the complete truth about the switch?





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