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Wednesday 24 September 2014

Check out my cool new look

So - first I get the most gorgeous cover I have ever seen.
Now I get to look it every time I open my blog!


I'm so thrilled at the cool blog cover Thianna D made with it. Every time I log on here, I am going to be so hard pushed to actually respond to comments as I get lost in aesthetics. Thank you so much, Thianna.

Some things are just too good.


Saturday 20 September 2014

#Satspanks #CorbinsBend Kieran O'Brien invites himself to Corbin's Bend!

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So spank me, (*quivers with excitement*) it's been a while since I signed up for Saturday Spankings. Sometimes I wonder if I overdo the meagre selection of books in my portfolio so I skip out for a while. But finally, I have a draft, a date, a blurb and a cover (don't even start me on the cover, I could drool for weeks over it)  for my season 2 Corbin's Bend Novella, His Forever Summer. Who remembers Carla from Exile to Unity? Well, she is the heroine of His Forever Summer and those who think she needed a damn good spanking - you'll be happy :)


Here is how it all starts:

“Oh bollocks,” Jim exclaimed as he read the screen in front of him.
“What’s up?” Ange asked: Jim rarely swore anymore and never in front of the children, so she knew it had to be something pretty bad. He had scrunched his eyes in that deeply contemplative way he had, revealing a deep ridge, evidence of his age and life experience. His once black hair was getting more and more peppered with grey, although the spring sunshine had his skin glowing with healthfulness.
“Kieran’s just split up with Maura, he’s due some leave and he wants to come here.”
“Sure that’s hardly the end of the world, is it?”

“For three bloody months!  I don’t know how Brent would take to that - it’s a long time and it would be hard to hide what Corbin’s Bend is.”


His Forever Summer
Carla Methon has tread on a lot of toes, men’s and women’s alike. But no one could be more dissatisfied with Carla than the lady herself. With a compunction to throw herself at every man within a three mile radius and a serious case of foot in mouth disease, Carla knows she is in desperate need of being taken in hand before she does any more damage to her reputation. 

Kieran O’Brien needs to escape a broken relationship and he invites himself to spend a summer with his brother in Corbin’s Bend. But Kieran is a totally unsuspecting vanilla with no idea of the ethos of the community he is about to enter. 

The pair strike up an unlikely friendship of vanilla and spice, with one stipulation – it is only a summer fling. By the time Kieran boards his flight to return to Ireland he wishes his summer could last forever. Can he find the courage, not only to admit the extent of his feelings, but to take on the role Carla so desperately needs him to be? 

Release date : 22 October 

But you can prebuy the entire season 2 Corbin's Bend now on Blushing Books and have each book delivered to your ereader on release day for an amazing 33% discount.- in other words all nine books for the price of six! But hurry, this offer is only valid until October 3rd.


Comments make my day and I love to know you have been here. This is a blog hop so check out all of the links below, and find your next favourite book. Don't tell me, you've already been to them all, because I am probably Paddy last as usual!!




Tuesday 16 September 2014

Hot Damn, #HotDom #Cover reveal His Forever Summer #Corbinsbend

Taaa Daaa.
I have a new cover for His Forever Summer and it's time to share!

Wait....I'm really not even sure I want to do this. My new cover is so gorgeous I nearly want to keep it all to myself.

When I got it, I was asked for my thoughts....well, my thoughts included a word I definitely couldn't use while talking to my publisher so a tempered down version went something like:

"Phwoar Kieran is hot." I think you get the picture.

I was so mesmerised by him, that it actually took me a couple of minutes to take in the rest of the cover and to realise how absolutely perfect it was. Exactly what I wanted.
Carla has just the right look, - she looks like she could cut you down to size with just a word, while still looking soft and feminine.  And I love the new fall covers for the new season of Corbin's Bend.

Thank you so much Blushing Books, and The Cover Artisan. I totally love my new cover.

What? You actually want me to share it????
Well okay....If I have to...




His Forever Summer by Tara Finnegan
Carla Methon has tread on a lot of toes, men’s and women’s alike. But no one could be more dissatisfied with Carla than the lady herself. With a compunction to throw herself at every man within a three mile radius and a serious case of foot in mouth disease, Carla knows she is in desperate need of being taken in hand before she does any more damage to her reputation. 

Kieran O’Brien needs to escape a broken relationship and he invites himself to spend a summer with his brother in Corbin’s Bend. But Kieran is a totally unsuspecting vanilla with no idea of the ethos of the community he is about to enter. 

The pair strike up an unlikely friendship of vanilla and spice, with one stipulation – it is only a summer fling. By the time Kieran boards his flight to return to Ireland he wishes his summer could last forever. Can he find the courage, not only to admit the extent of his feelings, but to take on the role Carla so desperately needs him to be? 

Release date (subject to change) October 22 2014.



Friday 12 September 2014

Big things happening in Corbin's Bend!

Have you been following the Corbin's Bend news?



First of all, there is an amazing season two prebuy on Blushing Books and the entire season two can be bought for $29.99. Effectively, that means you're getting all nine books for the price of only six, AND they get delivered to you on their release date, so no waiting. Find out the full details on the Corbin's Bend Blog. With savings like that, what's not to love?

But hurry, this amazing deal is only available until October 3rd and you don't want to miss out!

Buying on Blushing Books is easy peasy and you get to select what format you would like your book delivered in so no matter what your e-reader is, Blushing Books will work for you.






Secondly, wow! Have you seen Thianna D's new cover for Chemistry Of Attraction? It's fantastic! Get a preview here. Chemistry Of Attraction is scheduled for release on October 8th.


Finally, if you love Corbin's Bend, we would love if you would help spread the word about the pre-buy. You can do this by clicking on this link http://thndr.it/Zi1cTn and sharing. After all, everyone should get the chance to get the entire series at a discount.

Have a great weekend! I know I will.



Tuesday 9 September 2014

Spanks to all for taking part in #Summerspanks. And the winners are....

Graphics designed by Adaline Raine

Thanks to Spanking Romance Reviews  Saturday Spankings Blog Hop and of course all of the sponsors who kindly donated prizes.

Grand Prize Winners:
Thank you to everyone who participated in Summer Spanks blog hop. Prizes on individual blogs will be announced on each blog today and the Grand Prize winners, selected by entering the total number of comments (918) into Random.org are:


Kindle or Nook from Blushing Books - Kristin Brio!
$25 Gift Certificate to Amazon from Stormy Night Publications - Megan Michaels!
$25 Gift Certificate to Amazon from Baronet Press – Sarah Young!
One month membership to Pandora Blake’s Dreams of Spanking - Adaline Raine!
Hand made paddle from Blondie’s Place - Jule Kijek!
$25 Gift Certificate to Amazon from Wizards in Publishing - Alice Gottschall!
You can have it all package by Variant Books – Jolynn Raymond!
Six month membership to Discipline & Desire - Leigh Smith!
$25 GC from Jolynn Raymond - Holla Dean!
An ebook package from LearningDD - Cat Trouble!
Ebook Cover Design & Matching Facebook Cover Picture from Kandes Pixels - Roz in His Hands!

Congratulations everyone!

Winners on my blog:

Winners of choice of My Naughty Little Secret, Mastering Maeve or Exile to Unity
Friday:  Livia Grant
Saturday: Casey McKay
Sunday: Kirstin Brio

And the overall prize winner of the $20 amazon voucher is : Lillyana Rose

Congratulations to all and thank you so much for taking part.




Friday 5 September 2014

#Summerspanks The Finnegan Academy For Young Ladies #Spanking #Freestory #prizes

Graphics designed by Adaline Raine


Summer Spanks: Last Fling & Lessons Learned



Welcome to our Summer Spanks blog hop where we provide free spanking stories and the chance to win prizes on every blog! We also have some wonderful Grand Prizes including:
Before I start into my story I want to give a special word of thanks to the following wonderful people, (all dear friends and fabulous spanking fiction writers) for agreeing to attend The Finnegan Academy For Young Ladies and letting me run riot on them. I never had as much fun writing a story.
Cast in order of appearance

The Finnegan School For Young Ladies

                Katherine petulantly tossed the last item of regulation clothing into her drawer and slammed it shut. Finishing school! Who the hell went to finishing school these days?  At nineteen years of age, Katherine Deane was extremely resentful about being sent here, instead of going off to college with her friends. But Darling Daddy wouldn’t fund college until Katherine had done her year here.  It was all down to that cow her father had married, Pippa. Who the hell was called Pippa anyway? Obviously someone with a red-hot poker stuck up her arse.
                “Oh but it’s the best, Charles. I went there. Really, it will be wonderful for Katherine: teach her how a proper young lady ought to behave.” Pippa had wheedled.
                He’s Charlie, he always was and always will be, Katherine wanted to scream. On the plus side, it was a boarding school, she wouldn’t have to look at Pippa smarming all over her father day in day out, worming her way around him, constantly touching and kissing him. Eeugh. It was enough to make her vomit.

                WEEEEOOOOHHH.

                The siren wailed its horrendous loud, high pitched alert. Her first assembly. Well, this was it. Time to find out about her new school. One hundred young women filed into the room. Some were there with friends, and whispered as they entered. Others, like her, were completely alone and filed in quietly. Katherine took a pew beside a young woman with twinkling eyes and a welcoming smile, kitted out identically to her. Navy, knee length A line skirt, knee high white socks, and pale blue twinset, matched with the only jewellery that was permitted – a single strand of fake pearls. Stepford Wives, how are you!
                “I’m Katherine, love the outfit,” she said in a whisper.
                “Megan. I bet my knickers are nicer than your knickers,” Megan whispered back with a giggle.
                Katherine snickered - she knew they weren’t – they had regulation underwear too, and their bags had been inspected when they arrived.
                “I’m deadly serious, I wore six pairs of panties yesterday under my skirt to get them past inspection. White lace,” Megan whispered, proud of her achievement. Straight away, Katherine knew they would be friends.

                A tall, stern, but regally beautiful man in his mid-thirties took his place at the dais, followed by a file of equally stern looking teachers wearing icy smiles. The room hushed. All one hundred girls stood immediately, not needing to be told.
                “Good morning, Ladies. You may sit.” He waited for the shuffling of one hundred bottoms finding their seats on hard wooden chairs ceased before continuing.
                “Welcome to The Finnegan Academy For Young Ladies. You are all very privileged young ladies to be here. We expect you to follow all rules without exception, in appreciation of your parents’ sacrifices to pay to have you here. You have already been given rulebooks detailing the rules, and any infractions will be marked in them. You must carry these books with you at all times. For each infraction, the minimum punishment is being slippered on the spot, up to and including caning and expulsion.”     
         Katherine drew in a sharp breath. The wicked step-monster had kept that part quiet. Corporal punishment? Surely that wasn’t even legal anymore?  She got a tingly feeling in the pit of her stomach and ants seemed to have crawled into her scratchy uniform panties. She wriggled as discretely as she could to get rid of that creepy crawly sensation in her bottom. While Katherine noted that quite a number of bottoms wriggled, no one else seemed surprised at the announcement. Was she the only one in the dark?
                She would call her daddy. Surely he would not expect her to undergo such barbaric treatment. As soon as he knew what the place was really like, Katherine would be on her way home and nothing the wicked witch of the west could do about it. Katherine relished seeing the pursed lips of defeat on Pippa’s lips when she and her father came to collect her.
                Katherine didn’t hear much as Mr. Mullens introduced each teacher and their subjects. She didn’t give a hoot about cookery, crochet, needlework and all those other outdated things that seemed to come from a 1950’s book. She was too busy plotting her escape.
                “This is Nurse Brown, she is in charge of sick bay, and uniform inspections. Last year, it came to our attention that a number of young ladies thought they would be clever and flout the uniform rules by wearing contraband underwear.  To stamp this out we are starting the year with a uniform inspection. You will all stand, and turn around, placing your hands on the seats of your chairs while Nurse Brown does her inspection.”
                “Crap, I’m for it.” Megan whispered desperately, her eyes wide with shock as all the young women obeyed. 
                Mr Mullens and the other teachers left the room, leaving the girls to some little pretense of modesty. Nurse Brown instructed them to lift their skirts and place them on their backs. Katherine was in shock. She daren’t disobey for fear she would be subject to punishment but every bone in her body was outraged. How dare they?
                 A sneaky glance over her shoulder confirmed to Katherine that Megan was indeed wearing white lace panties, if you could even call them panties.  Yup, she was for it all right. But it seemed she was not the only one. Someone in the front row was first to be singled out.
                “Up on the stage, remove your skirts and panties and stand facing the back wall.” Nurse Brown said sharply. The girl whimpered as she took her place. Katherine trembled for her. Their twinsets were fashioned to come only to their hips. That poor girl would be completely bare. Katherine felt her own face blush for her. One by one, panties were inspected and more young ladies shuffled with iron soled shoes to the stage. Megan, of course, joined them.
                “Fold your skirts, and place them at your feet. But keep your panties in your hands, I am sure Mr Mullens will want to see the offending articles to assess the level of punishment.” 
                “The remainder of you may cover up and retake your seats.”
                Fifteen bare bottoms standing on display in a line. Fifteen quivering, trembling bottoms. Young, ripe, nubile bottoms. Some skinny, some round, some muscly and some flabby. All standing there on full display, their owners clutching and clawing their skirts and offending panties.
                                Katherine couldn’t help but stare, even though she knew it was wrong. She wondered how her bottom would measure up, realizing how utterly ridiculous a thought it was.  She felt her own bottom tingle. She would die if it was her. Katherine wasn’t even sure which would be worse, being put on display like that or the actual spanking.
                Her mind wandered… what would they use? Since it was the first day surely they would go easy on the students and use a slipper. She imagined the sound of the soft slipper slapping on flesh.  How many strokes would they have to endure? She could visualize how the paler skinned bottoms would soon blush bright red. Were some bottoms more sensitive than others? Katherine seemed to be clutching for air as her imagination took flight. The room grew warm.  She fanned her face with her hands. She realised she was fidgeting restlessly in her seat and tried to settle, lest someone should notice. Katherine was stunned by her reaction but the number of pink faces around the room soon proved she was not alone.
                “We’re ready for you Mr Mullens,” Nurse Brown said in a crisp loud voice into the corridor.
                “Well, well. It seems you were quite correct to suggest this inspection, Nurse Brown. I’m shocked at the number of trouble makers we have this year.”
                He addressed the room from the podium.
                “You are all here to learn how to be a perfect lady. It may not seem important what you wear under your clothing, after all who sees it?  It is important. Perfect submission is unquestioning. It has no vanity, no pride. Just total obedience. You will all learn that obedience, at whatever cost to your naughty little bottoms. Our duty is to turn you out ready for the role nature intended for you, as obedient wives.”
                If his chauvinism upset anyone in that room, no one dared to show it. Katherine choked back her rage as Mr. Mullens signaled to the first girl to approach him.  He stepped out from behind the lectern, ensuring the offender was in full view of the crowd.
                “Hold up your panties for all to see. Your disobedience was obviously a call to be noticed.  So exhibit your shame.”               
                A trembling pair of hands rose her most intimate item of clothing. Fortunately for her, they were plain white and relatively modest, although silk rather than stiff cotton.
                “Name, girl?” Mr Mullens asked as he removed his jacket and rolled up his crisp, white shirt sleeves. The poor unfortunate girls eyes widened as she realised he meant business.
                “Thianna Doesitmatter, Sir,” the petrified  young lady stuttered. Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, and she looked alike she was about to burst into tears before the slippering even started.
                Being first had to be the worst, Katherine realised. There was no way of knowing what was coming. Everyone would be watching closely. The mortification and degradation would be a killer.
                “Miss Doesitmatter, I hope you will reflect upon this and learn a valuable lesson. You will receive six strokes of the slipper, and after each, you must count, thank me and say Rules are made to follow. Turn around, back to the crowd, bend over and grasp your ankles.”
                 Katherine gasped once again as she watched the proceedings, especially when the headmaster pulled out the slipper. It was no flimsy light indoor footwear as she had imagined. This was a flat bottomed, rubber soled plimsoll. Her eyes were stuck to that gymshoe as it made a hard swift swipe down across poor Thianna’s bottom as she yelped and grabbed onto her ankles for dear life. When she called out her line it was obvious tears were close as she stuttered on each word.
                Katherine watched the perfectly formed track of the shoe get even redder as he pulled away the slipper. Her breaths were coming hard and fast. She hoped nobody noticed. Mr. Mullens’ spanking arm came down again, this time on the other cheek. Thianna howled and shouted out her line. The third spank was the breaking of her and the remainder of the spanking was delivered through her sniffling and tears.  Katherine felt for her. But still her primeval fascination at witnessing the proceedings was stronger than her empathy. She wanted the next victim. 
                “You may step back to where you were, but leave your bottom on display until further notice,”
                “Thank you, sir,” Thianna cried. Even before she had returned to her spot, another young lady was making her way toward him.
                “Name?”
                “Natasha Knight, sir.” Something about the confident way Natasha answered made Katherine take notice. The young woman looked the headmaster in the eye instead of cowering. Katherine really admired her bravado. Even without being asked, she held up her pink boy shorts for his inspection. There were letters across the seat.

               “Read the slogan aloud, so everyone can hear,” he said, his eyes looking her up and down coolly. It was obvious he was not impressed.
                “Kiss my ass,” Natasha said clearly, not even disguising the small smile that was playing on her lips.
                “The cane most certainly will kiss your ass, as you so aptly put it,” Mr Mullens said ominously. “You, Miss Knight, will receive ten strokes with the cane, six for the distasteful slogan, and four for your brazenness. I suspect I will see you too often in my study in the future. Your line is thank you sir, disrespect and disobedience  deserves a good caning.” He replaced the slipper on the desk, and pulled out a long, thick ratten cane, curved at one end. He ran his hand down the length of it reverently, his eyes devouring it.
                With a dash of bravado, Natasha leaned over and grasped her ankles before being told. Katherine would have sworn she was relishing the moment, but that was insane. She couldn’t possibly be. Her hips swayed slightly, not at all like Thianna’s quiver. Almost rocked. Damn it, she was savouring it. How odd.
  
              The cane came down hard with a whoosh, Natasha gasped just before connection and then a tiny little yelp escaped as the thick rattan rod made impact. One bright red welt formed across the top of her buttocks. Once she repeated her line, Mr. Mullens took the second stroke. Katherine couldn’t believe that all Natasha did was let a little yelp each time, not a tear or a quiver in sight. And the stronger she stayed, the harsher the stroke. Mullens wanted to break her. Six strokes later and he had still failed. He planted the seventh on the back of her thighs, and finally she cried out. The eighth was just below, and the tears came. Natasha howled when he criss crossed  the already existing lines with the last two. Katherine saw his mouth form into a barely perceptible smug little smile. He had won and he knew it.
                Next up was a perky young woman with a perfect hourglass figure. Although she was bare-bottomed, it was her full chest that drew Katherine’s eyes. It was just so perfect, even hidden by the modest twinset. It was obvious from where Mr Mullens’ shining, bulging eyes were focused that he noticed it too.   
                “Name,” he asked with a little cough.
                “C-c-casey McKay, sir,” she trembled.
                “I should have known, I remember your sister. I trust you will be less trouble. Hold them up.”
Casey held up a crisp, starched cotton pair of granny knickers, the regulation school uniform ones. Mullens looked confused for a moment. Nurse Brown signaled to him to raise her sweater. He did so very slightly and his already bulging eyes nearly popped out of his head. Underneath her twinset, Casey was wearing a bright red corset, pulled tight with black ribbons. No wonder her figure looked so perfect, Katherine thought in admiration.   
                “ Six each of the cane and slipper and no underwear of any description for two weeks. Your line is young ladies should not exaggerate their attributes. Assume the position.”
                Mullens really put the boot in with Casey’s spanking. He whacked the gymshoe down with all his might.  Twice she let go of her ankles from the sheer force on her backside making her stumble. But he showed no mercy and started over each time. In the end it had become eleven of the slipper. Katherine really felt for her as she squealed when he started over the second time. And she still had the cane to go. On a bottom already fire red and lined with the tracks of the shoe, he slammed the cane down, raising large red welts, above the tracks.
                That had to hurt like the devil, Katherine thought. She was shifting and shuffling in her seat in sympathy as Casey’s feet did an involuntary little dance between strokes. God that man was a sadist. He should be arrested. But damn, he was beautiful, and so freaking masterful. She was entranced.               
                Finally it was Megan’s turn. Although they had only just met, Katherine had more empathy with her because they had actually spoken and Katherine liked her.
                “Name,” Mr Mullens barked.
                “Megan Michaels, sir.” Megan spoke in a small voice not eyeing him but Katherine caught a glimpse of her eyes. She saw no remorse there, Megan was playing him! Katherine couldn’t help her grin as she blew her new friend a discreet kiss. She held up her panties as instructed and Mullens went red in the face as he eyed the tiny lace thong, barely bigger than an Elastoplast. His eyes bulged and Katherine eyed him in alarm, afraid he was going into some sort of fit.

               “And pray, what is that supposed to be Miss Michaels?”
                “My panties, sir.”
                “Panties are supposed to cover your bottom and offer protection. You are about to see that  does neither. Put them on.” There was a collective gasp about the room. No-one expected that.
                “Hurry up,” he snapped as she dithered.
                “You will receive thirty strokes of the slipper. And instead of saying your line, you will write out five hundred times, Panties are to protect my modesty while you sit at your desk in those said panties. Nurse Brown will supervise.”
                Mullens wasted no time on more words, he put his hand on Megan’s shoulder and turned her to face the wall before pushing her downwards to grab her ankles. With no lines to repeat, his spanking was swift and merciless. Katherine winced with each slap of the shoe. Poor Megan’s neat round globes were wobbling like jelly, such was the speed of the spanking. Pink became red became purple as she howled and fussed. But she didn’t let go. Not once. When Mullins finished, she even remembered to thank him.
                “Well done, Miss Michaels,” he praised with an admiring glance and a pat on her shoulder.
                Katherine melted then. She caught Megan’s eye as she returned to her spot, and even through the tears there was a small smile playing on her lips.
                Katherine herself felt like she had been up there, such was her discomfort. Her ass ached and scratched and she was in total inner turmoil. What had started out as morbid fascination had grown to insatiable hunger. She wanted to feel that slipper. And more than anything, she wanted that look from him.  
                Finally the fifteen offenders were permitted to return to their seats.
                “Are you ok? Was it truly as awful as it looked?” Katherine asked sympathetically as Megan gingerly placed her bottom on the unforgiving wooden seat.
                “Midnight feast in my room tonight for those who dare. I’ve got vodka,” was Megan’s cryptic reply as her eyes sparkled with mischief.
                “I’m in,” Katherine said, feeling the excitement mount. She was thrilled to be joining the ranks of the bad girls.

My question is, if this were a TV show, who would you have play the part of Mr Mullens OR Nurse Brown, and why did you choose them?

Thank you for reading. Leave your comment AND your email address if you wish to be included in the draw for prizes. I will be giving away a copy of readers choice of My Naughty Little Secret, Mastering Maeve, or Exile to Unity, one each day and on Monday I'll use Random.org select an overall winner of a $20 amazon or blushing books voucher.


Rules


Follow the links to read the blogs–comment on the blog to prove you were there (or answer the participant’s specific question, if they have one). COPY AND PASTE COMMENTS WILL BE DISQUALIFIED! Each comment earns you one entry for the grand prize. You must provide your email address for your entry to count. Individual pages may also have their own form of entry (Rafflecopter, etc) for additional chances to win prizes. Enjoy all the free stories, posts, & fun!  Prizes will be announced on Tuesday, Sept. 9, 2014.

This is a blog hop - the more you blogs you visit, the more chances to win. Happy spanking :)







Thursday 4 September 2014

#Summerspanks is just around the corner

Summer Spanks: Last Fling & Lessons Learned



Welcome to our Summer Spanks blog hop where we provide free spanking stories and the chance to win prizes on every blog! We also have some wonderful Grand Prizes including:




Rules


Follow the links to read the blogs–comment on the blog to prove you were there (or answer the participant’s specific question, if they have one). COPY AND PASTE COMMENTS WILL BE DISQUALIFIED! Each comment earns you one entry for the grand prize. You must provide your email address for your entry to count. Individual pages may also have their own form of entry (Rafflecopter, etc) for additional chances to win prizes. Enjoy all the free stories, posts, & fun!  Prizes will be announced on Tuesday, Sept. 9, 2014.