Passionate Punishment




Today I’m introducing my new compendium of spanking romance novelettes, Passionate Punishment. These stories were published in 2013 and 2014 originally as paired novelettes, but never properly identified as romances, which they certainly are. My goal is to re-introduce them to my romance readers and to offer them in a single volume at a substantial discount from the originals. In addition, Passionate Punishment will soon be available as a print version for those who would rather have a physical book.

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There are six novelettes in the collection. They are:

The Ladies of Heatherton Hall

Joshua Fairchild is a struggling American student until he discovers he is heir to an estate on an obscure English island. Oakton Island is both remote and unusual. Old traditions hold sway there, and as Josh finds out, he has duties as the Earl of Carlisle that he would never have dreamed existed, including meting out discipline to his own household. Josh meets the estate’s lovely Lady Gwyneth, and it’s not long before the mutual attraction between them comes to a boil. But when the task of administering discipline comes to include not only the staff and guests, but the fair lady herself, the pair of lovers come face to face with an agonizing decision.

The Countess and the Magician

It is the spring of 1944 and in occupied France a French resistance agent, code name LaFleur, plots to extract information from the German high command, information that may be vital to the success of the invasion. In reality, Lafleur is the Countess Angelique Dubois, purveyor of entertainment of a carnal nature and madam to a high-class clientele enamored of the disciplinary arts. But to carry off the mission, the Countess needs The Magician, a mysterious American

agent trained in the orient. The magician, one Marc Merlin, must go under cover with his assistant Caroline Grey, a pretty English data analyst, as players in The Countess’s entertainment tableaux, enactments of dominance, submission, pain and pleasure.


Brenda Starling, ace reporter for a Portland, Oregon newspaper, is on to a story, one that involves sinister abductions of young pretty females coupled with painful and humiliating judicial type punishments. Who is doing this and why? Brenda is determined to find out, heedless of the risk to her personal safety. This does not sit well with her photographer boyfriend who will not hesitate to discipline his headstrong girlfriend when the need arises. And as Brenda’s investigation brings her closer to the truth, she discovers that the hunter may have become the hunted.

Fall’s Creek Women’s Prison

Connie Bright is a rookie police officer with a mission – to enter the notorious women’s correctional facility at Fall’s Creek undercover, as an inmate, and discover the criminal enterprise being run on the inside. But it is 1955 and corporal punishment for inmates is very much the norm at Falls Creek where a date with Black Betty, the notorious prison razor strap, is something to be feared. On top of that, there is the tough as nails inmate, Tall Mary, known to all as Big Momma, the ruler of the cell block. It is not wise to cross her, for as all the inmates know, momma will spank. As the true nature of the crime inside the walls becomes clearer, Connie is faced with a question–who is in on it, and worse, who can she trust to get her out?

Tumalo Bend 1895

Hank Carson, a prosperous rancher in the high desert country of Oregon, is at his wit’s end. His nearly adult daughters have been skipping school, and their last “hooky” incident has had them off canoodling with the local swains. Hank realizes that at their age what they really need is a tutor and governess. Enter Diana Fitzhugh, an English émigré with a desire to see the West. But she finds that as tutor to the Carson girls she has her hands full. A suffragette rally that becomes a riot lands her and the girls in trouble, with painful consequences at the business end of a birch rod. On top of  she becomes aware of a growing attraction between her and the tough old rancher. But can a lady used to the comforts of civilization be happy on a ranch in the rugged West? And what about Hank’s old fashioned notions of appropriate domestic discipline? For in the wild west, what goes for the girls applies equally, if not more, to a wife.

Lady Jayne

The land of Thracia is under siege. Viking raiders have taken advantage of its weakness while its men are off to war. So in stark disobedience to her father’s orders, Lady Jayne and her cousin, Lady Celia, decide to act as scouts to discover the threat posed by the raiders. The threat is real enough as the ladies learn. They are ambushed, but a pair of knights intervenes, thwarting the

attack on the two women. Who were these knights? A pair of brothers, Garth and Rance Devane, on their way to see Jayne’s father, Robert DeCorday, Baron of Thracia. The brothers have been sent by King Alfred to spy on the activities of the Vikings and report back. But in the meantime, it seems they must deal with two headstrong ladies who are not only in need of constant rescue, but require appropriate chastisement as well. Wills clash and sparks fly as the Devane brothers set about to tame both the Viking horde and the Thracian ladies.

Here are a few excerpts:

From The Ladies of Heatherton Hall

“Tell Mrs. Finch to prepare a rod — no, make that two. And tell the girls to report to the library in half an hour.”

“At once, Lady Gwyneth,” said Griggs, who then turned and left. “Come with me,” she said to Josh.

When they were all in the library she shut the door. “Our staff,” she said, “are like family. Generations have been in service here at Heatherton Hall. No one ever gets fired. But as in all families there are behavior lapses and discipline problems. This is apparently the end result of a long standing feud between Jane and Millie. They have been warned about this before. Now it has resulted in damage. Griggs was right to put them on report.”

“So what happens now?”

“What happens now is that they will both receive a flogging.”

Josh let this sink in. “A flogging? Are you kidding?” This was 2013, not 1913.

“I know our ways may seem odd to you, but it is part of the compact that has served all of us for generations. Perhaps you have heard that the birch is in use for certain offenses here on the island, so it is part of our culture. Only …”

“Only what?”

“Daddy did this. Always. Ever since I can remember. As the lord of Heatherton Hall, it was his duty. He was the ultimate authority.”

“And therefore the new earl should do it, newcomer or not,” said Lydia Heatherton.

“Granny!” said Gwyneth. “You can’t expect him to…”

“Why not?” shot back Lady Heatherton. “He’s the earl now. It’s his job, like it or not.”

From The Countess and the Magician

“Let me ask you something, Captain. Your orders were to follow my instructions, correct?”

Merlin nodded. “They said this is your operation.”

“And if I give you an instruction, one that involves the mission?”

Merlin shrugged. “I’m to do it.”

“Good.” Angelique smiled. “Now yesterday,” she began slowly, “Caroline nearly compromised the whole mission because she disobeyed you and acted impulsively, correct?”

Merlin looked pointedly at Caroline who seemed to shrink under his gaze. “Yes, she did.”

“Then I think she should be punished for that lapse.”

“What?” said Caroline, sitting up.

Merlin’s eyebrows shot up. “Punished?”

“Yes. So as my first order regarding the mission, I want you to punish Caroline. She is your ‘niece’ and you are acting in loco parentis as your cover, so yes, I want you to punish her, right here, right now.”

“Now wait a minute…” said Caroline, clearly alarmed. What did she think she was going to tell him to do?

“Pull that chair to the center of the room, Captain.” She had indicated an armless chair sitting against the wall.

Merlin shrugged, got up and pulled it over. “Ok, what now?” he said. But he was beginning to get an idea.

“Good,” said Angelique. “Now put her across your knee and spank her hard. Go ahead, she’s had a spanking before.”

Merlin grinned. “Seriously?” The idea did have definite appeal. Perhaps the girl could use a good spanking to make her understand how serious he was about obeying instructions.

“I’ve never been more serious,” said Angelique coldly. “Do it.”

From Lady Jayne

“Suppose you tell us who you are, then we’ll decide what to do with you,” said Garth.

Celia drew herself up. “I’ll have you know we are–”

“Nobody,” interrupted Jayne. “We’re nobody. I’m Mary and this is Beth. We are from the village of Fern, a few miles from here.”

“Just simple village girls, are you?” said Rance. “All right then. Garth, what’s the penalty for burglary in these parts?”

“Oh, I think probably hanging. Do we have a rope?” Garth made a show of looking around.

“We are not burglars!” said Jayne, angrily.

“Or maybe, given their tender youth, they’d be let off with a sound thrashing. What do you think?”

“That’s more likely,” said Rance. “Actually a good spanking would probably be sufficient to teach these two village girls not to snoop.”

“We’re not snooping,” said Jayne, now exasperated. “We only came in seeking shelter. When are you going to get that through your thick skulls?”

“A little snippy for village girls addressing knights, don’t you think?” said Rance, looking at his brother, eyebrows raised.

Garth pursed his lips and nodded in agreement. “Aye. Well, best get to it. Then we’ll send them on their way. Their fathers will probably add a touch more to the red bottoms we’re going to give them.”

About the author:


Rollin Hand writes erotic spanking fiction, mixing classic spanking and BDSM themes with romance, intriguing plots, vivid characterization and surprising twists. Rollin has published over forty volumes of novels, short story collections, novelettes and novellas exploring the allure and eroticism of spanking and BDSM in adult relationships. The genres he covers include romance, thrillers, westerns, paranormal, medieval and historical drama, contemporary domestic drama and humor. Rollin’s works cover a variety of orientations including M/F, F/F, F/M and switch.

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Dom (Galactic Cage Fighter 11)




DOM (Galactic Cage Fighters book 11) by KD Jones
He’s an alien and ex-fighter from the streets turned businessman. She’s a human computer genius with a taste for the wild side.
What happens when a strong, domineering man meets his match? Fireworks like nothing the galaxy has ever seen!
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The Pirate’s Captive



Today I am Proud to welcome the lovely talented Maisy Archer to my blog.


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.



“…Yet you chose to be reckless. You chose to disobey. And you chose to put yourself completely under my power. So now you will find yourself over my knee.”

I trembled.

Then a moment later, his smile dissolved while the fire in his eyes burned hotter. “Come to me, Evelyn.”

I stepped forward until I was standing between his knees.

He reached out one large hand and lifted the tail of my braid, which had fallen down from the coil I’d constructed that morning. I could only imagine how disheveled I appeared, but Marcus didn’t seem to mind. He carefully carded his fingers through the fine brown mass, working through the tangles, brushing down over my nape, and then across my back, until it rippled in waves around me.

“Beauty,” he murmured.

His hot breath hit the bare skin of my chest and made my nipples pebble beneath the ragged edges of the chemise. I had never felt so tense, so expectant.

Every touch felt like a tongue of fire, branding me, making me want.

Just when I thought I couldn’t take it any longer – when surely my chest would explode from the aching need, he stopped. He rested one hand at my waist, while the other rose to wrap around the base of my neck. My eyes blinked open.

“Lay yourself across my knee, beauty.” His tone was as stern and controlled as ever, but I sensed a new tension in his voice and it told me that he was not unaffected.

He wanted, too.

My choice, again. He didn’t want to force me. I held his stare, my breath coming in sharp pants and then… I bent over, allowing his hand at my neck to guide me so that my upper body rested on the bed by his hip, propped slightly on my forearms. I heard his breath leave him in a whoosh, at the same time the muscles in his legs and torso grew impossibly tighter.

He gathered all of my hair into his hand, and then twisted, twining it around his wrist and gripping it in his fist, pinning me in place.

My breath caught.

With his free hand, he grabbed a handful of my skirts and pulled them up, and then he ran his hand up my stockinged calf. He paused when he reached edge of the stocking, his fingers trailing back and forth along the bare skin at the back of my knee. I hadn’t imagined something so simple could be so devastating, but it was.

And then his hand slid up.

I sucked in a shuddering breath as his hand trailed higher, up my thigh, taking my chemise with it.

Dear God. He meant me to be… bare?

It was too late for protests, for objections, for any return of reason or common sense. I could hear Aunt Beatrice’s voice in my head calling me wanton and wicked, but I didn’t care. I wanted him to touch me. I wanted him to want to.

And he didn’t disappoint. Up and up and up, while my heart banged against my rib cage, and I knotted my fingers in the sheets, until I could feel the touch of cool air against my backside, and I knew that he could see all of me.



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The Doctor’s Daughter by Patricia Green




“I’m so excited to have Patricia Green here today with her brand new story! I’m reading it right now, and loving it!


Verity tends to tell tall tales, despite her name. Everyone knows she’s prone to exaggeration, and no one seems to mind. No one except the mysterious man who winds up wounded and in need of a doctor’s care.

The newly dubbed “Mr. Smith” has lost his memory and is of no help in filling in the blanks about his real name or his past that yawn like a bottomless canyon. While he waits for anything that sounds familiar or sparks a memory, he finds Verity’s family to be gracious and supportive. He also finds that he’s more than willing to administer a spanking when Verity tells one of her outrageous stories or makes mischief.

The hot sex between them heats up their time together, but can Verity accept that she’s in love with a possible married man, a possible outlaw, a possible reprobate? The truth will emerge, but the doctor’s daughter might be the last one to find out.

DISCLAIMER: This book contains the spanking of adult women and explicitly described sexual scenes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.

Excerpt (346 words):


“Of course.” She poured a half-glass of water from a pitcher, and cradled his head so he could take a few sips. “Is that better?”

He swallowed, feeling his throat burn and then get better as the cooling liquid trickled down. “Better.”

“Good.” She put the glass aside. “Oh, Mr. Smith, you had us so worried.”

“How long have I been here?”

“Three days and nights. Today is Wednesday.”

So, whatever had happened to him, had happened on Sunday. He closed his eyes tightly, hoping to remember, but nothing came. “Where am I?”

“Why, you’re at the home of Dr. Denby Bucknell, my father, in the town of Virtue, located in the Arizona Territory.”

“Nice meeting you, Miss Bucknell,” he said, trying to smile. The expression made his head ache worse, so it was quickly extinguished.

“And you, Mr. Smith.” She sat back down in the chair, pulling it closer to his bedside.”‘Mr. Smith’ is what we’ve been calling you because we don’t know your real name. What is your proper name?”

“I…I am…” He closed his eyes again, trying to wrest the information from his aching brain. Nothing came except a faint tingling. The memory was so close, so very close, and yet it escaped him. “I’m sorry, Miss, but I don’t know.”

Miss Bucknell offered her small hand. “Then we shall continue to call you Mr. Smith. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, although I’m afraid it isn’t under the best of circumstances.”

He shook her hand and wondered at the weakness he felt all over. Her hand was soft and smooth, tiny, like the rest of her, though she had some pretty pleasant curves under her apron.

“Why am I here?”

“You don’t remember what happened to you?”

He shook his head and then winced at the pain.

“Puzzling. Well, two of our townsmen found you south of town. It looked like you’d been waylaid by robbers. You had nothing. No identification, no personal items. You were…” She blushed. “Unclothed.”

Naked and penniless. No way to know who he really was.

Excerpt (448 words): R-rated

He was naked except for one gray sock on his right foot and a red bandana precariously spread over his private parts. She felt her face flame. Verity didn’t know his name or where he came from, but with her father away almost all the way to Prescott, she had little choice but to treat the stranger. She was pretty much the “doctor on call” even though she had never finished medical school. But this was beyond anything she’d done as her father’s assistant. He usually shielded her from such displays.

Mark Milner, the town livery owner, hauled the man’s legs, while Jeb Hays, the farrier, carried the fellow’s arms. The bandana breezed off and Verity had to tell herself not to panic. She’d seen

baby boys; she knew what their parts looked like. A grown man was more than a sight to behold, however, a sight for which she was unprepared.

“Close your eyes, Miss Verity,” Mr. Milner said sharply.

“Nonsense.” Her voice quaked—not the certain and commanding tone she hoped for. And her gaze couldn’t move from it. Her face was hot, and the rest of her tingled.

“It ain’t right, seeing as you’re an unmarried female,” Mr. Hays said firmly as he helped put the man up on the exam table. After the stranger was settled there, Hays took the hat off his own head and put it over the man’s privates. “That’ll have ter do, I guess.”

The man was breathing, but blood congealed at the corner of his mouth, a shiner practically covered the upper right quarter of his face, and his chin wore a few nasty looking scrapes. His left thigh was swollen and bruised and a horse shoe print shone livid as a calf’s liver on the leg. He was a young man, possibly only a few years older than she, maybe thirty, with short brown hair with lighter streaks. As she checked his pupils, finding unfocused piercing blue eyes, she responded to the older man’s comment. “It’s not as if I haven’t seen naked men before, Mr. Hays.”

“You have?” Milner asked. “I can’t hardly believe it.”

“I don’t believe it,” Mr. Hays stated without hesitation.

Verity hesitated. “Well…”

Hays poked Milner in the ribs with a pointed elbow. “See? It’s a tall tale, just like always.”

Sighing, Verity leaned down to put her ear to the unconscious fellow’s chest—her father had taken their only stethoscope with him out of town. “Well, I’ve seen naked men in books—anatomy books.”

“Tain’t the same,” Mr. Milner pronounced. “You need to mend your lyin’ ways, Miss Verity. Your pa will take a switch to you, and I wouldn’t blame him.”

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Bestselling author, Patricia Green, is a full-time fiction writer specialising in erotic romance. She provides the reader with love stories that emphasise fun characters with quirky personalities. Patricia is the author of more than 30 published novels and novellas as well as an ever-growing collection of short stories.

In her personal life, Patricia is married and the mother of twins. When she’s not being the angel of domestic harmony and a semi-crazed creator of fictional friends, she loves to read, embroider, knit and watch hockey.

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Allison West visits with a sexy Victorian Age Play!

Allison West is visiting today.🙂


The gas lamp nearest the station flickered and fizzled out, basking the station in pure darkness. “What the blazes?” she said, standing and stumbling as her eyes had not yet adjusted to the newfound darkness.

From the opposite side of the platform, a dark figure basked in the shadows of night jumped the tracks. Kathryn could not tell if it was a man or an animal, the way it moved with stealthy precision. She stumbled away from the bench and back several feet before she felt a warm set of arms cover her mouth and grip her waist, pulling forcefully against her.

She tried to scream, to shout at him to get away from her, but the words could not find her lips, his thick palm forcing her to just remember to breathe as he covered her lips and nose. Kathryn kicked and flailed, the second man, further restraining her form. A needle pierced the skin of her neck, as the second man sedated her, forcing her body to go rigid and unable to fight back. Paralyzed, they carried Kathryn from the train to their carriage waiting just a few meters away. The drug they had injected her with made it impossible to fight back, but her mind had not been clouded or darkened. Fear swept through her insides, forcing her heart to race and her stomach to churn.


When Kathryn Arrington is kidnapped from the streets of Victorian England, and forcefully taken against her will, all she can do is go along with what is required of her at the Academy of Submission, until she can plan her escape.

Being dressed and treated as a little is tedious work.

When Mr. August Sanders visits the academy in search of a little bride, he sets his eyes on the alluring Miss Kathryn. Desiring her to be his little Kat, August declares he wishes to purchase her outright, for the intention of marriage. She hastily agrees so that she might leave with him. Perhaps she will find a better life away from the care of her strict nanny and the despicable Mr. Edwin.

What Kathryn hopes is a fresh start turns out to be a constant reminder of those she left behind at the academy. With the threat of harm to her family looming overhead, she must find it in herself to trust August.

Little Prim and Proper contains elements of age play, anal play, spanking, and graphic sex.

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Allison West is a #1 International Best-Selling Author in BDSM, Science Fiction, 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, Twitter, and her blog “Spanking Author.”

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New Author Showcase! Deliah Grace

I am so excited to have brand, spanking, new author, Delia Grace here today for an interview. I haven’t done these in a while, and really miss them. I can’t wait to introduce you to Deliah.🙂

(sorry for the formatting. WP is killing me today!😦 )

Interview with Deliah Grace

Katherine Deane:  What made you decide to write a book?
Deliah Grace: I have loved reading and writing since I was 6 and read my first chapter book on my own. (The Boxcar Children!) I remember making up fantastical stories for my siblings, that funnily enough always seemed to end with naughty bottoms getting spanked soundly.😉
Once I started reading the “Spanko Genre” I always had a desire to add my own story to the mix, but had a lot of self-doubt and self-discipline issues. That’s where others came in and stood beside me, sometimes kicking my butt when needed, and said “you’re going to do this!” And… I did!🙂 It took me about 4 months from start to finish – and then edits – but I did it!
Katherine Deane:  I loved the Boxcar Children, and have totally had spanking day dreams from my “big brothers”.🙂
Why erotic romance?
Deliah Grace: I have wanted spanking in my stories since I started reading. I would earmark pages in books, write down quotes, take books from the library shelves to read and reread my favorite parts, so once I found out there were entire genres dedicated to my passion, weeeeell… *blush* And secondarily, I really feel like God created sex to be enjoyed, and I love writing books that celebrate that fact.
Katherine Deane:  What are your favorite genres to read?
Deliah Grace: Spanko books! *laugh* But otherwise I enjoy memoirs and biographies, romantic dramas, courtroom type books, some young adult fantasy! My favorite non-spanko authors are Tamora Pierce, Jodi Picoult, and Ilona Andrews.
Katherine Deane:  Do you do any of the stuff you write about?😉
Deliah Grace: All of it. *grin* Except for the orgasms through intercourse there is nothing in my books that we haven’t tried to some extent. I live a 24/7 (ish) DD lite lifestyle. I love it.
Katherine Deane:  Awesome!  I like the authenticity that comes from real life beta’ing a scene.
How long did this first project take from start to finish? Was it about how long you expected?
Deliah Grace: So, like I said it was 4 months of writing it, and then another 3 months for edits, cover, formatting, etc until it was released! I felt like 4 months was fast to write an entire book, but then the edits and stuff felt like forever.
Katherine Deane:  Great job!
What was your favorite thing about writing your first book?
Deliah Grace: Getting to write exactly what I wanted to read. I like to laugh. I love brats and sass. I love witty comebacks and making fun of cliches, and I got to do all of that in my book.
Katherine Deane:  What was your least favorite thing about writing your first book?
Deliah Grace: Edits. I hated editing it so bad. I learned a lot, and I feel like it has helped me writing book two, but edits were killer.
Katherine Deane:  I feel that way with edits too. It’s kind of like a super hard workout.
What’s next ?
Deliah Grace: Affirming Antoinette! I finished this week, and am working on edits and getting it to my betas now! It’s Toni’s story and although it didn’t go as I planned I really feel like her voice is being heard in a good way. There are a lot of surprises even I didn’t know when I started writing it!
Katherine Deane: Yay! I can’t wait. I really liked her, and know her story will be amazing! Congratulations again, Author, Deliah Grace.
And thanks for stopping by to chat with me.





Bernie Douglas has spent her entire life feeling inferior. She has never been the perfect weight, had the perfect IQ, or caught the perfect guy. She has always been surrounded by beautiful people, high achievers and success, but she herself has decided she is destined to settle for her own mediocrity. So the day she is pulled over as she tries to multitask while driving, she isn’t truly shocked. However, the moment she meets the eyes of the policeman standing outside her car window, her entire life is turned upside down.

Bernie knows that Officer Levi Jackson is everything she is not; handsome, successful, and has the Midas touch. Everything he touches seems to flourish, and yet Bernie cannot accept that he truly wants her. No matter how she fights against his hold, she finds herself falling more and more in love with his overwhelming dominance and tender care.

Levi comes from a tight-knit family, his parents and siblings giving not only encouragement and support to one another, but helping those who come to their camp to learn that they are not worthless, that they all can fulfill their dreams. After a routine traffic stop, unable to stop thinking about the feisty, curvy woman behind the wheel, he learns that she wasn’t quite as honest with him as she’d promised. Despite her bravado, he sees a woman who is uncertain, not only about her physical appearance but about her very worth. He wants nothing more than to hold her close and teach her that she is exactly what he has been searching for his entire life… even if he has to hold her over his knees and redden her rear until she knows how very much she is loved.

Will his patient encouragement and consistent discipline be exactly what Bernie needs to get out of her rut? Or is she truly too broken to be of any use to anyone?

DISCLAIMER: This book contains the spanking of adult women and sexual scenes. It also deals with the desire to self-harm in the form of cutting. If any of these themes offend you, please do not purchase.

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Delia Grace is a mid 30’s hopeless spanko and voracious reader. Married for over seven years to the first man who ever dated, spanked, kissed, or etc etc her (in that order – wink wink) she is grateful to have a real-life fairy-tale and knight in shining armor to use for inspiration in her writing. She has spent her entire life within an hour of Washington, DC, but loves to travel and meet like-minded individuals and uses all of her spare time and funds to do just that.


Adrienne Blake brings her sexy historical!

Adrienne Blake is visiting today with her erotic historical, The Cardinal’s Whores. Check it out!!🙂


His touch was electric, but the thrill was tinged with fear. She was not as comely as once she was and she was afraid to undress fully in front of such a beautiful man. What would he think of her? But those kisses were so sweet, his attentions so tender. The bloom of passion kindled within her mind smothered her fear, and as his hand rose higher along her leg, she chose not to restrain him, preferring to live in the moment and leave tomorrow to look after itself.

His hand soon reached the top of her thighs, and as he caressed her there, she was pressed gently down onto the couch. She did not resist him, though she trembled every inch of the way. Yet it was a sweet fear, and her greatest fear of all was that he would stop and think better of what he was doing. But he did not stop. She sensed his need was as great as her own, and his adept fingers teased and played with her, turning her desert into a honeyed oasis, while his mouth kissed the orbs of her bosom, releasing her nipples from her corset, and sucking her so hard she thought she would cry out.



Blackmail, betrayal, and bedroom lust are standard fare in the court of Henry the Eighth. Joan Larke has heard all her young life that this is so, but she is completely unprepared to be dragged into the midst of it. Dragged she is, though, when the beautiful girl falls into the hands of the powerful and power hungry Thomas Wolsey, cardinal, confidant, and finally lord chamberlain to the king.

Wolsey knows how many secrets are passed in the bedchamber, and shamelessly enlists any woman who comes within his influence as his spy. He turns her, under duress, into a whore who brings him information from her pillow talk with the movers and shakers of the early 16th century. But he needs love, too, and he keeps Joan to himself—for a time.

When Joan finds herself no longer wanted and in peril of spending the rest of her life in a nunnery, she turns to Lady Anne Boleyn, who is rapidly supplanting Queen Catherine in Henry’s affections. But treachery is a two-edged sword, and the betrayer often becomes the betrayed in the shadowy world of Tudor court intrigue.

Although Joan has secrets of her own she can trade, in the end, she can do nothing but watch and tremble as the cardinal and the would-be queen battle behind the scenes for the love of their king, and to keep from winding up under the axe, as so many did in those dark days.


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Adrienne lives in the North East, in a rural area surrounded by cows and determined rabbits.  She has two cats, both masters of the contemptuous stare, who she idolizes. When she’s not penning for monies she’s either baking something, or driving very long distances for the hell of it. This renders a unique opportunity to ponder her plots and characters; she prides herself on writing the unexpected, and is always cooking up new ways to pleasure her readers. Her favorite genre is twisted history – and applies varying degrees of heat to keep you titillated from beginning to end.

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