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Friday, May 3, 2013

Saturday Spanking Time!






THis week for Saturday Spankings I’m sharing a snippet from My House, My Rules . It starts directly 

after last weeks.







Both their heads spun to face each other in horror as a door creaked open at the top of the stairs followed by Aaron's sleepy voice.

“Why you clapping Mommy?”
It wasn't clear whether Alex jumped or Jay dropped her but the harried young mother scrambled to her feet and straightened her nightshirt just as Aaron came into view.

“Why's Jay here?” he asked rubbing his eyes.
“There, was a spider.” Alex said. “Jay came over to kill it for me. That was the, ah, clapping sound. He was bang, bang, banging the spider.”

“Overkill.” Jay whispered.“I don't see a dead spider nowhere!” Aaron said.

“I'm good at what I do.” Jay said with a smile.

“Back to bed now.” Alex said. She couldn't shuffle the child out of there quick enough.




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Saturday, April 27, 2013

Saturday Spankings!








Saturday spankings is a blog hop where authors share eight sentences of spanking fiction. This week I’m sharing a scene from My House, My Rules. In this scene, Jay is giving Alex her first spanking after he catches her pleasuring herself out in the open. The scene is lighthearted and I wish I could share more but as it is I’ve gone over as usual…sorry. 







Jay settled Alex into the perfect position for her spanking. There was an element of doubt in the back of his mind as he raised his hand. There were kids in the house, but what the hell, he was human. He'd been thinking about doing exactly this all day. With that the decision was made and he brought his hand down hard, first on one cheek and then on the other.

“OW! What the fuck??!” she yelped. “That hurt!”

“Spanking's are supposed to hurt.” he said, not breaking his pace.
“But, it's harder…”

“Harder than what Alex?” he asked, his hand still bouncing off her panty clad bottom.

She was too embarrassed to answer, and she took deep breath to work through the burning that was building by the second. If her kids weren't upstairs she would have yelled.

“Harder than you imagined while you pleasured yourself?” His hand smacked harder and faster as she squirmed, not wanting to answer.“Tell me.” he said, pausing long enough to raise her night shirt.

Alex tried hard to squeeze her legs together, to keep this man from seeing the tell tale wetness on her panties.
“Tell me Alex.” he whispered. “You like it don't you?” His fingers were hooked in her underwear and he was about to take them down.

“Yes.” she panted. “I like it.”


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Wednesday, April 24, 2013

A Poem On Anzac Day For MY Son

On April 25th in Australia we observe Anzac Day in remembrance of all our soldiers old and young who have fought in all wars. It is something I grew up with and at times took for granted. Even knowing that my own Dad went to war in the airforce and that my father in law was a prisoner of war, it didn’t really hit home for me until my own son went to Afghanistan. 

This is something I wrote last year for my husband to read out when he was asked to do a speech about parents who had experienced sending a child off to war.  This is my tribute to the soldiers everywhere. To my father who is no longer with us, to my father in law who luckily still is and of course to my son who thank God came home.






Enough









When he was carried in his mother's womb we wondered if we had enough?

Were we ready?
Could we give him enough?
Could we be all that he needed?
Would WE be enough?


When he was born we worried as all parents do
Has he eaten enough?
Is he warm enough?
Can he feel how much we love him?
Have we cuddled him too much or not enough?


When we sent him off to school we asked ourselves
Was he ready?
Would he miss us or be scared?
Would he make friends?
Had we taught him enough?


Then when he was older we asked
Was his childhood enough?
Did we make it enough?
Did we love him enough?
Did we teach him enough?


When times were busy and our house was full did we hug him enough?
Did he know how much we loved him? How much we love him still?
When he joined the Army, we were very proud and we worried still
Would he cope with all the discipline?
Would the training be too hard?
Would we miss each other too much?
The phone calls came sometimes but were never enough.



Many years later the day finally came...the day he went to Afghanistan.
We had lunch together and we all tried not to cry. All the time we were overwhelmed.
We were beyond proud of our brave son who was the only one who appeared to be ok. As he hugged us goodbye no words were needed, they were all in our eyes
It was then that all our questions were answered.
Yes he knew how much we loved him,
Yes we had been enough
Thank God the discipline had been enough
Thank God the training had been hard
He was ready and it had all been enough



His children didn't understand. They thought that Daddy was going to work in a plane. They were used to this but his little boy was still sad every time he went away. This is him on that day, wearing his Daddy's hat.











Thankfully, we were spared and our James came home to us, others weren't so lucky. So now when we hear on the news that some brave army soldier has lost his life...it isn't just a story. Tears spring to our eyes because we truly feel that family's pain. Those soldiers no matter who they are or what country they come from, are somebody's father, husband, brother or son.
Our son has left the army now so that he can spend time with his own young family. He has served his country well...but for the moment he's needed by his own family. Enough is enough.

LEST WE FORGET




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Saturday, April 20, 2013

Saturday Spanking Time Again!!!








Saturday Spanking bloggers post eight sentences of spanking fiction. Today I’m continuing from where I left off last week with Double Trouble, the sequel to my first novella Becky’s Last Chance. 




Ryan drew in a shaky beneath as he raised his belt again. He hated that he had to do this. He'd only used his belt on the rarest of occasions. This unfortunately was one of those times. The fact that he hardly used it meant that it made more of an impression than anything else. He never used it in play. Becky knew that if she was feeling the stripe of her husband's belt that what ever she'd done was not to be repeated. Ever. Under any circumstances. Neither of them took it lightly. The thought of losing Becky was the only thing that made it possible for him to continue. He brought the belt down just under the place it had last landed. Becky yelled loudly again and kicked her legs hard to try and shake off the burn that burst across her rear.
“Shh Beck. Not long now.”

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Friday, April 12, 2013

Saturday Spankings Time!

 





Saturday Spanking bloggers post eight sentences of spanking fiction. Today I’m continuing from where I left off last week with Double Trouble, the sequel to my first novella Becky’s Last Chance. 


In this scene Becky is awaiting her real punishment.



 Ryan crept into the room in his bare feet. He didn't want her to notice him. He watched her do her usual nervous dance. She was shuffling and fiddling with her hair. He had known her at times, to try and get away with touching herself while she waited. Sometimes it had taken all of his strength to stop her. She'd looked so beautiful standing there naked, running the tips of her pretty manicured fingers down her flat belly to touch between her legs. He did stop her though, if it was punishment. He didn't have to stop her from touching herself this time. This time, she was truly nervous, she was in BIG trouble and she knew it.

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Saturday, April 6, 2013

Saturday Spanking…Come and join in the fun




Saturday Spanking bloggers post eight sentences of spanking fiction. Today I’m continuing from where I left off last week with Double Trouble, the sequel to my first novella Becky’s Last Chance.





 The enormity of the situation hit him and he couldn't help himself any longer. He pulled her over his knee and brought his hand down several times on each cheek leaving angry red handprints. “This is NOT about the car. I didn't want you to touch it because I thought you might struggle with it and have an accident. It was YOU I was concerned about. His hand bounced off her naked bottom over and over flattening each naked cheek with each hard spank.

Becky sobbed pathetically and clung to his jeans. 
“I'm sor...ry. It won't ever hap...pen ag...ain.” Becky sobbed.

“Shhh. I know. It certainly won't EVER happen again.”

Don't think this is your real spanking, Ryan thought as his slapped each very hot cheek. Her ass was red and scorching and he knew she'd had enough. To go on with at least. He helped her stand and then pulled her into his arms, clinging to her for grim death while she tried to get her crying under control.“I promise.”


“Look, you need to eat and Mike and Kendall are still downstairs. We'll deal with this after they've gone home.” He said. 

Becky's head popped up from her husband's chest. “Didn't we just already deal with it?” Becky asked hopefully.
 Ryan chuckled. “A few hand smacks for your best weekends worth of work yet? Not even close.”
Becky sighed. It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him she didn't want the brush or the bath brush, but she knew that would make the items the top of his list, so she decided to cut her losses and just be quiet, besides, she DID need to eat and even though she hated admit it, she deserved everything she got.







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