"I blame the tequila." -- #Flashfiction

Jaye Peaches started this flash fiction challenge. I love writing prompts like this, so gave it some thought, and here's my story. The challenge was to keep it under 500 words, which I found really challenging! I hope you enjoy it.

Later, I blamed the tequila.

I'm pretty sure jealousy was what prompted the tequila shots at the engagement party to topple down my throat like no one's business. Jealousy and tequila are a bad combo.

I didn't even know Jeffrey or Susie, but when my boss pointedly told me we were toasting their engagement that evening, I got the message. Blah. Didn't anyone care that I found forced socialization about as appealing as getting a root canal? Likely not. So, I went, and when Jeffrey was pouring the tequila, I said “the hell with it.”

In what was not my finest moment, I actually decided I was ok to drive home. But fate stepped in.

I was pulling out of the parking space in the middle of the restaurant, blissfully unaware of him just on the other side of the street, until I saw him waving a hand in front of his window. I stopped, pulled up close, and rolled down my window.

Dark, scruffy beard, eyes as blue as the sapphire I wore around my neck, and broad shoulders that filled the window as he rolled it down. My heart started pounding.

“Can I help you?” I slurred.

“Please,” he drawled, his voice deep and rumbly, and right then I'd have dropped my panties if he'd asked me nicely. Don't judge. Tequila.

“I'm lost. Can't find the Blarney Stone, and I'm supposed to be doin' a gig in ten minutes.”

Ohh, that was hot. I gave him the directions.

He grinned at me, and a dimpled popped up on his cheek. I wanted to lick that dimple.

“How can I thank you?

“A kiss would do,” I said before my mouth caught up to my brain, and the next thing I knew, he was laughing, then rolling the window down and leaning forward, and I did the same. He tasted like mint, and his soft lips felt nice even as his whiskery beard pricked me.

It was the best kiss of my life and I didn't even know his name.

“You taste like tequila,” he said, and I nodded.

“Could be the four shots I had.”

His smile fled. “Driving after four shots?”

I shrugged. “I'm fine.”

“No one drinks four shots of tequila and is fine,” he countered. “Anyone who drinks that much and gets behind the wheel of a car ought to be spanked. That'd sober you up.”

I flushed, and said something about needing to get on, but his car was now in park, and he was getting out.

It's surprising I remember that night with such vivid clarity despite the tequila. Perhaps it was because after he opened the door of his car, and I climbed in, and I showed him how to get the Blarney Stone...he did indeed sober me up. And I did indeed drop my panties.

But it was only the tequila that I regretted.

Delia's Debt

Good morning, readers! We're narrowing in on the end of the week, and it's time to sort out some weekend reading! Take a look at what we have here! Today, Allison West is visiting us, and we get a peek into her latest release, Delia's Debt. 

Delia's Debt

by Allison West

Publisher: Blushing Books

Genre: Victorian (Historical), Romantic Erotica 

Britain - 1851

At twenty-five, Delia has avoided marrying her betrothed. Her excuse: helping her father run his shop at the market. The few pence they have has run out and with no dowry, Delia doesn’t have many prospects, except for the one man she’s promised to, Fred Hill. She’d rather set herself on fire than marry him.

In secret, she’s been reading the newspaper and communicating with a gentleman across town that is in dire need of a governess. How bad could schooling a young girl be?

With a knack for thievery, Delia convinces her father’s coachman to take her to the train station, set out for an adventure far from home. Meeting the elusive and handsome Charles Hayward proves troubling as she learns that she’d stolen from him and will be expected to pay him back her debt. Charles runs a strict household and expects constant obedience. Discovering true submission and his desire to discipline, Delia finds her bottom bared far more than she’d like.

Not for the faint of heart, Delia’s Debt contains elements of age play, anal play, scenes of spanking, and graphic sex.

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Excerpt: 

“You will learn, Delia, that I am the master and you will always do as I tell you.” The cane smacked over her sensitive flesh, landing on the plumping red welt that Charles had already given her a moment ago.

Whimpering she suppressed the urge to speak out. Her eyes welled with tears. “Please, stop.” Would begging him lighten the punishment or force him to add extra strikes? Her bottom burned from the cane. Without seeing the damage, she knew there were streaks against her rear that he had inflicted because she had not listened to him.

He delivered another lash, the sting roaring over her, forcing her quim to pulse. What had he done to elicit such an effect? Sure he was handsome and she did not deny the attraction, but he was putting her over a desk, branding her with his stupid cane. She wanted to rip that cane from his hands and toast his bottom as red as he made hers. Delia knew he would never give her the opportunity and fighting back would probably lead to further discipline.

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About the Author

Allison West is a #1 International Best-Selling Author in Erotica, BDSM, Sci-Fi, Romantic Erotica, 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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Don’t miss these exciting titles by Allison West and Blushing Books!

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WIP it up Wednesday -- the brat thing

Hello, WIPsters, and thank you for joining us on WIP it up Wednesday, the blog hop where we share from a Work in Progress (WIP!). I always enjoy seeing what new projects everyone is working on!

Today, Maisy Archer and I would like to share with you an excerpt from our second book in the Boston Doms series, His Submissive, which is slated for release in early July. All books can easily be read as stand alones, though characters resurface as familiar faces in all of the books.

In this excerpt, Matteo, twin brother to Dominic from My Dom, has agreed to be full-time dominant to Heidi's sister Hillary. They both have a lot to learn, and Hillary is just about to learn exactly how serious Matteo is...

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Even though most submissives didn't really like being punished, they needed to know their Dominant meant what he said. So when doubts began to emerge, they would often push, some harder than others, but honest questioning was part of the normal routine. They needed consistency, dependability, and most of all, to know they were willingly relinquishing control to someone strong and worthy. 

He pulled her to a quiet spot and pushed her in front of him so that her back was flush against the wall. Leaning in, he pinned her with no more than the heat of his body, one of his arms above her head, resting on his forearm, the other still holding her hand. 

“Known each other a while now, haven't we?” he asked low. 

She swallowed and nodded, clearly intimidated by his physical posture and their near proximity. Good. This was time, now, for her to learn to focus on him and obey, and a little intimidation went a long way. 

“Yes,” she said, and as he stepped a little closer, she quickly amended it with, “Yes, sir!” 

“Do I like it when you roll your eyes at me or talk back?” 

She shook her head silently. 

“In fact, what have I said to you more than once?” 

She swallowed. “Um...about what? I mean there are lots of things you've said to me, and I --” 

He leaned closer. “About being a brat, Hillary.” 

Hillary gave him a sheepish smile. “Oh, right. The brat thing!” She laughed nervously. “You said, uh, you know, something about spanking me or something...” 

He nodded. “Bingo. Now that you're obeying me, you'll learn to be respectful.” He leaned in so close their knees were touching and she craned her neck to look up to him. “You going to be respectful, Hillary?” 

Her eyes widened and she nodded. “Yes,” she managed to eke out. 

Good. She was exactly where he wanted her, listening to him, completely aware of the fact that she was in trouble, and clearly lapping up every bit of his control over her. 

Oh, he was so gonna pay for this. 

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You can meet Matteo, the wiseass brother to Dom, in book one of the Boston Doms series, out now!

Please stop by the other WIPsters to read additional excerpts! Thanks!

Guest post -- Jaye Peaches "Chosen by the Governor."

Jane and Maisy, Thank you for hosting me today. I’ve brought along an alien – Marco, the hunky tattooed governor of a distant penal colony. He has a new prisoner. Freya has recently arrived from Earth and has caught his eye. Marco has chosen her to his, and only his, but first he needs to ensure she understands what he expects from her. 

 

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Blurb:

When she is caught spying on the alien empire which has conquered Earth, Freya is shipped off to a prison colony on the distant planet Tagra. Upon her arrival, she is subjected to a thorough, intimate medical examination intended to assess her response to sexual stimulation, and when she protests the humiliating procedure her bare bottom is soundly spanked.

Marco takes his job as governor of Tagra seriously and he is well-known among the prisoners for his firm-handed discipline, but from the moment he first encounters Freya he cannot keep the feisty Earthling off his mind. After taking it upon himself to personally oversee her initial exam, he delights in bringing the naked, blushing human to one quivering climax after another.

Though Marco quickly proves that he will not hesitate to punish Freya when she defies the rules of the colony, her burning backside does nothing to diminish her growing need for him to claim her and take her long and hard. She soon finds herself falling ever more deeply in love with the handsome, dominant alien who both demands her submission and brings her pleasure beyond anything she could have ever imagined, but can she dare to hope that Marco will one day see her as more than just his prisoner and his plaything?

Publisher’s Note: Chosen by the Governor is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, medical play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Excerpt: 

He circled around the desk, approaching her from the opposing side. She was balancing on the tips of her trembling toes and her knees were knocked together, locking her slit out of sight. He tapped her heels with the end of his boot and slowly nudged her legs back apart.

Such an ass. He’d admired many a fine ass in his time, but this girl had one that could take the crown for best ass. The lobes formed perfect semi-circles at the tops of her thighs—two smiles to greet him. The skin was smooth and until he’d spanked her, the color had been an even shade of pale pink. Now each buttock had a round red patch in the middle. His handprints had merged together exactly where he intended to strike with the strap. He’d prepared her well. Too little and the strap would be intolerable; too much and the rawness would break the skin’s surface.

“Please don’t hurt me,” she implored. She twisted her head around and looked over her shoulders with those startling eyes.

“I’m punishing you,” he reminded her. “Don’t expect this to be easy. You must remain in position. If you move excessively, I shall repeat the stroke.” He was resolved. He had to remain firm and consistent. It was the mainstay of his leadership technique—don’t deviate from a decision.

Her lower lip trembled, but she kept bent over and her legs apart. He positioned himself, raised his arm, and slapped the strap across both ass cheeks.

She bolted upright, cried out, and clutched her bottom with both hands.

He sighed. “That one will be repeated, Freya. Back down.” He pushed her between the shoulder blades, encouraging her to return to position. She whimpered, a little sound, but complied. He examined the mark—a single line had formed a welt. He traced his finger along it and noted it was hot, but the skin was intact. The next would strike a little lower.

He switched sides and whipped the strap across her rump with a backhanded flick of his arm.

Once again, she jerked, but managed to halt in time. “Better. That one will count.”

“I can’t do this,” she sniffed. “I can’t hold position.” She clawed at the smooth surface of the table. He understood. Her need to stand up was unintentional; a reaction, not a decision.

“I can help you, but you have to trust me. I can tie you down.”

 

Author Bio:

I'm an author of erotic D/s romances including Amazon bestsellers. All my books contain an element of BDSM, spankings or erotic games of sensual exploration. If you desire a little thrill, something to entice, then please take the time to read one of my books. Thank you!

When not writing, I’m busy spending time with my family, enjoying music, sometimes composing or drawing and if the weather allows, gardening.

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Saturday Spanking Blog Hop -- "Come to me and bring your hairbrush."

Hello, blog hoppers! It's Saturday, and time for Saturday spanks! Click on the link or visit the links below to read the other excerpts!

Maisy and I are excited to announce that the book we've been talking about, My Dom, came out this week! Today, we're sharing from our latest release.

 

In this scene, Heidi has just had a scare, and she feels badly for how she behaved. At first, Dom thinks that he'll go easy on her, but after talking to her, realizes that's not what she really needs...

He pushed himself off the dresser, and moved to the edge of the bed. He rolled up his sleeves, as he turned sideways to address her. “Go get out of your clothes and into one of my t-shirts,” he said. “Then come to me and bring your hairbrush.” She blinked, but nodded and stood, and it pleased him to see her obeying his instructions. When she returned to him, dressed in one of his t-shirts that just hit the top of her thighs, with the brush in hand, he patted his lap. “Come here and lie over my lap,” he murmured. She took a deep breath and obeyed. He positioned her over his lap.

His tone was gentle, his touch firm but sensual, as he raised the edge of his t-shirt and bared her...


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~*~ Fetish Friday, Super Hero Edition ~*~*

This has been one helluva busy week. 

T.G.I.F. 

I thought it would be fun today to post some Superhero spanky pics. Who knew these guys were so slap-happy?? 

I'm loving the fact that a) these guys all look immensely pleased with themselves, b). they're all over-the-knee with a large, super-hero hand and c) there's squiggling and squirming and "how dare you!" 

Methinks the lady doth protest too much. 

 

Do superheros have another secret power that isn't widely known? Palms of steel, baby.

Z is for Zipper!

This is it - the final installment in our #ALPHAbet countdown, because My Dom is now available! We want to thank everyone who's read along with us as we shared some of our favorite snippets from the book. Stay tuned next week as we unveil a giveaway raffle for our readers! In the meantime, let's finish the countdown with one more steamy quote! 

...The zipper made a scratching sound as she slowly, slowly slid it down, and she could practically feel his anticipation as he waited for the skirt to fall. She hesitated a moment, deliberately holding the fabric in place, waiting for him to notice and make eye contact, thrilled when he did. With a slow smile, she let the fabric go, and felt it pool at her feet...

 

Blurb:

Heidi considers herself a strong, independent, professional—definitely not the type to fall for a macho, dominant alpha-male like her neighbor in 6F. Yet when she overhears his kinky, sensual escapades one evening, she finds herself as intrigued as she is horrified. Surely that’s not spanking she’s hearing? And are those whimpers from the woman in his bed caused by pleasure or pain? She tells herself she is not attracted to...whatever they are doing. But when she has an unfortunate run-in with Mr. 6F himself, the connection is electric. To her great consternation, she finds herself imagining what it would be like to be under his authority, or bound to his bed.

Dominic thinks he’s tasted all the pleasures the lifestyle has to offer without the messy complications of an emotional connection or commitment...until he meets Heidi. The night she finally gets up the nerve to ask him to put her over his knee, he's more than happy to oblige. This sassy, adorable woman draws out of him a desire to protect and lead, awakened with growing fervor as he introduces her to the erotic, intoxicating world of dominance and submission.

But when Heidi and Dom are thrown together in an unlikely series of events that tie them together professionally, they must separate business from pleasure. Or will they?