Work-In-Progress Wednesday — December 12, 2018

I am working on Book 4 of the Passion Quest series. For now, it is titled Love and the Spaceman.

This book documents the final quest for Earth

Dr. Amy Toller is on her final quest for peace in the Galaxy – her last chance to find Earth. On the third planet orbiting an uncharted star, the team of alien anthropologists discovers a remnant of humans who escaped Earth 2,000 years in the past. Before she can learn the secrets they harbor, the team from the Starcruiser Wilhelm must save the humans from a destruction unleashed by their own atomic experiments.

In this scene, a young alien anthropologist has been collecting fossils. But {{butt}, she has put the mission at risk. I bet you know what happens when someone does that…

Excerpt:

Alivia heard the whistle as the unbreathable air in the shuttle was exchanged for oxygen. She turned toward Dan, but he was hunched over the console. When he opened his helmet, she opened hers and inhaled the familiar scent of the spacecraft’s interior.

“I’m sorry I made us late,” she said. “But, it was really important.”

He turned. “You knew the rules when you went outside. You broke the rules. Sorry doesn’t cut it.”

“So, what do we do now?”

“We sit here and wait for the next window.”

“How long is that?”

“Just about the right amount of time for me to administer your discipline,” he said, with a snarl in his tone.

“What-what…”

“Yes, I’m the captain of this little tub, and you will submit for the punishment I deem necessary.” He swiveled the seat around and patted his knees. “You, being an alien anthropologist, know better than anyone why this must be done. Obedience to commands from your superior and adherence to regulations are essential for a ship’s company to survive in the depths of space.”

“But—”

“Yes, Miss Alivia, it is time to bare your butt for a spanking. If you give me no more trouble about this, then I will explain to Captain Osimov that we were detained by a malfunction and this will go no further. Of course, you can refuse my discipline. In that case, I will refer the matter to Osimov. I’m certain you know what she will do about it.” He sighed. “If you are lucky, you will merely be banned from ever leaving the Wilhelm again, until we return to Eden. If you catch her in a bad mood…” He left the potential punishment unsaid.

“I’m sorry,” she said, again. “It is a very important fossil.”

“I don’t doubt that. Discipline is important too. Shall we be about it?” Again, he patted his knee. “Please bare your bottom.”

Alivia considered her options and found there were none. She removed the spacesuit and touched the stud under her jumpsuit collar. The material relaxed, and she reached back to open the flap over her bottom. She bent over Dan’s knees and waited.

He smacked her butt again and again.

*****

While this book is being completed, you can catch up on the adventures found in the Passion Quest series. Click {here} to view the collection.

Saturday Spanking — December 8, 2018

Sahalie Blue and I wrote this anthology of five stories is titled A Sterling Maid For You. These stories are filled with sexy naughty maids. In this excerpt from Maid in a Tub, Mr. Sterling is gathering the details from maid Madison while his wife, Tanya, prepares the spanking implements…

Excerpt:

“I, um, oh gosh.” She took another large gulp while he stared at her. His face took on a fatherly softness which encouraged her to continue. “Your wife… Mrs. Sterling… she didn’t tell you?” Madison stammered.

“Not the details. Please, you tell me,” he said, as though inquiring about some detail of her school homework.

woman-bathing-1Madison took a deep breath. “I was, ah, cleaning Mr. McPhillips’ house. He has a huge bathtub.” She made a nervous gesture with her arms spread wide. “It was the end of a long day and I was tired,” she sighed as though reliving the event. “I—I thought I’d take a bath to relax.” She took a breath and then quickly added, “No one was home. Then,” she shrugged her shoulders, “Mrs. Sterling caught me.”

“That doesn’t sound so terribly bad,” Mark stated. He took a sip of his water.

“Well, I think it’s what I was doing in the tub that got me in trouble.”

Mark shifted to the edge of his seat. His eyes dilated. “Do go on.”

“Uh, well, after I filled the big tub with steamy hot water I-I retrieved my vibrator from my purse.”

He chuckled and asked, “Do you always carry your vibrator around with you?”

Sheepishly she looked away. “No, I had been at my boyfriend’s the night before and he…” She coughed. “That-that’s not important.” The swelling of her pussy became uncomfortable and she uncrossed her legs. She tugged down the hem of her short skirt to keep the valley between her thighs covered. “Anyway, I got in the tub and lay down to relax.”

*****

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Masturbation Monday — December 3, 2018

WOW — is it really December already?

Here is a sample from  The Pilmico Affair. This is the fourth story in the Lady Detective series, but it is completely standalone.  In this excerpt, 18 year old Adelaide has returned for her final year at the Belgium girls’ school. Upon arrival, she is examined by the school nurse…

Excerpt:

When her turn with the school nurse arrived, Adelaide shed her smock and lay nude on the examination table. She had become accustomed to the intrusion of the nurse’s fingers. After examining her general health, the woman’s fingers tapped Adelaide’s bushy mons which was the signal for her to open her legs. Pulling the heels of her feet to her bottom, Adelaide opened her knees wide to expose her most private parts. However, at the school she had long ago learned that she had no privacy. After confirming that her virginity was intact, the nurse tweaked her clit and asked, “Have you been abusing this little fancy article?”
“No, mum.” As she always did, Adelaide lied. After the frequent lectures from the nuns on the need for purity, she had tried to stop. However, the fullness of pleasure her body afforded often called to her. Of course, she never self-polluted at the school. During her first year, she had learned – the hard way – to keep her hands away from her mons. The third-year girls were always on the watch for first and second-year girls who self-stimulated. Notations were made in the offending girl’s punishment books and swats were publicly doled out by the mistresses before the evening meal. As a third-year student, Adelaide would be beyond mortified to be paddled in front of the younger girls.

*****

I bet you will enjoy reading the entire story. Here are the venues where it can be purchased:

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Vanessa does Corbin’s Bend

Sub-Divided by Vanessa Brooks

Readers of Vanessa Brooks’ prior power-exchange historical romances will be surprised by this new venture in to a contemporary setting. This story blends well with others in the Corbin’s Bend series – an isolated town where couples live their D/D, D/s, BDSM lifestyle with other like-minded people.

In this tale, Max and Josie are moving to Corbin’s Bend. Interestingly, Josie’s grandparents already live there, and they provide a background for the new couple’s integration into the community. Woven with Josie’s decision concerning exactly where the boundary of her submission to Max lies, the plot is a bit of a mystery as unexplained misfortunes hamper their adaptation to Corbin’s Bend.

The entertaining, likable characters will keep you turning the pages.

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Blushing Books

*****

Historical Romance by Vanessa Brooks:

Her Match Her Mate Her Master

The Smuggler’s Bride

Masturbation Monday — November 26, 2018

Masturbation Monday! This excerpt is from A Snooper’s Reward:

After waiting for everyone to retire for the evening, I creep from my room in search of some interesting observations. Imagining that the most likely candidates for the jewel thief will be Mrs. Hygate’s lady’s maid and the two housemaids – they have unrestricted access to her 12963797_990841351031672_4959006202406132516_ndressing room where the jewelry is stored – I target these keyholes first. The other lady’s maid is simply lying atop her bed reading. The two maids sharing Nellie’s room have already extinguished their lantern and gone to sleep. The cook is also asleep. The butler is sitting in his room reading and sipping wine.

The most interesting event is the action of the young footman. I spy Alfred kneeling beside his bed as though in prayer, but he is actually manipulating his male member while sniffing a cloth placed on his bed. I soon recognize the cloth to be one of my scented hankies!

A kleptomaniac for sure!

But, he doesn’t appear to be a jewel thief. I watch him finish his vigorous activity, and then tiptoe back to my room. After counting my hankies – one is indeed missing – I extinguish my lantern and go to bed.

With the memory of Alfred’s engorged manhood, my fingers soon find their way to my moist entrance. I am not going to allow this night – in a bedroom alone – to pass wasted. I slide one finger along my puffy lower lip – it is hot and slick. Then, with my eyes closed, I imagine Alfred pressing two of his fingers into my entrance. “Oh, you are so tight,” he says in my dream. Whimpering, I pretend to push his fingers away. “No,” he says and explores deeper. Two fingers from my other hand slide along my belly until they reach the boundary of my pubic hair. Careful not to touch my little nub – it is so swollen and trembles with a yearning to be touched. My fingers venture further and scoop up some moisture. Alfred’s imaginary fingers slip their fullest extent into my channel. They curl up against my front wall. “OH,” my groan breaches my lips and I wish I had thought to put a pillow over my face. But I can’t stop now!

The other two fingers find my clit and twist around it. My hips pump air as I thrash along with the waves of pleasure pulsating through me. “Please stop,” I beg my imaginary Alfred, “it’s too much.” But, he only makes a sadistic laugh and curls his fingers against my sweet spot again.

“OH GAWD!” Another shudder flows through me. “I can’t stand anymore.”

This time he adds a third finger to stretch my sheath. “No, I am not finished with you,” he says. My back arches as I buck wildly upon the bed. Gasping, the aftershocks echo along my spine.

*****

Snooper’s Reward is the third book in the Lady Rowan detective series:

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