Spankings And Hot Medical Play - Adaline Raine's Medic Of Brighton Creek

Spanking in a snowstorm with some hot medical play to warm up afterwards?  This is the perfect weekend to curl up with Adaline Raine's new release The Medic of Brighton Creek.  Addie, thanks for dropping in during your book tour.  Please tell us more about your latest book.


Hi  Kallista! Thank you so much for letting me stop by. I'm touring for my new release, The Medic of Brighton Creek.


In the snippet below Mikayla is trying to keep things away from Sam.  She does this a lot, but he lets her know in no uncertain terms that he will follow through with his promise.

He does get a bit confused throughout the story, mostly because his 'Mickie' sends him mixed signals. It starts out with Mikayla speaking.

Be sure to stop by http://brattyadaline.blogspot.com/2015/01/medictour.html to see all the stops along the way. I'm giving away free books as well as sharing snippets and chatting about all sorts of things!

Here's an excerpt -

“I don’t want it to be so simple, because then I have to face my feelings. You’re right again, I’m sorry. I’ve been horribly disrespectful to you.”
“I promise when I get you over my lap that you’ll feel properly attended to. You can stop poking now.”
“Why do you always have the answer? If I had just listened to you in the first place—” Her voice caught as a wave of emotion hit her and tears started down her cheeks. “I’m so stupid.”
“You’re not stupid!” Sam flashed angry eyes at her, making it clear how he felt about her put down. “Geesh, Mickie, how come you can’t just follow what you feel for once, instead of finding every reason in the world not to do something?”

Blurb

Returning to her hometown for her best friend’s wedding, Mikayla Turner doesn’t expect to run into her teenage crush, handsome paramedic Sam Brighton, within a matter of moments. But after her car runs off the road in a snowstorm, she seeks help at the nearest house and is shocked when it is Sam who answers the door—still as sexy as she remembers him.

Sam patches her up and lets her stay at his home until the weather improves, but he makes it clear that there will be consequences should she choose to disobey him during her stay. Mikayla has grown up in the years she’s been away, but she still finds herself craving Sam’s dominance, and she is unable to resist putting his warning to the test. After Sam takes her in hand and bares her bottom for a sound spanking, Mikayla has never felt closer to him, and though it leaves her blushing, his thorough, intimate medical care makes her feel safer and more loved than she’s ever felt before.

When the local doctor takes some time off, Sam steps in to help out and he asks Mikayla to stay and serve as his receptionist. She agrees, but she can’t help worrying that Sam’s attraction to her is short-lived and that one day he will tire of her and push her away. Will self-doubt drive Mikayla to leave Sam and her hometown forever, or can she face her fears and learn to trust the man she loves?

Publisher’s Note: The Medic of Brighton Creek is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, medical play, anal play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Buy Links

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Medic-Brighton-Creek-Adaline-Raine-ebook/dp/B00SBRSQ82

Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-medic-of-brighton-creek-adaline-raine/1121084084

All Romance: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-themedicofbrightoncreek-1729346-147.html

Author Bio

Adaline Raine is an avid reader of spanking romance and is known for reviewing every book she touches! Her latest release is The Medic of Brighton Creek about a young woman who returns home for her best friends wedding and finds herself longing for the dominance her longtime crush, Sam Brighton used to provide while she was there. Soon they are together as she always dreamed of but her doubts leave her unsure. Sam wastes little time in taking her in hand as well as caring for her. Be sure to check out this sweet contemporary romance with medical play and domestic discipline.

Devon's Discipline, her supernatural release, is about a young college junior stuck on a downwards spiral after the tragic loss of both of her parents. She meets Professor Matthews who has little tolerance for disrespect and he helps set her straight again through physical discipline.

Marked by the Alpha, Adaline's premiere story, literally shows us an alpha male werewolf turning his chosen mate over his knee for some well needed attitude adjusting.

Becoming a Lady, her second release, showcases spankings in a historical setting. Our lovely main character is poor and abused so when a tall man drugs her and steals her away from her village she is confused by his actions. He takes his time to teach and guide but his methods include his hand and her hind.

Adaline has also become known for her love of creating graphics for others. She has designed custom banners and buttons for various blog hops throughout the community including "Spank or Treat 2013";"Winter Spanks 2014"; "Summer Spanks 2014", as well as the headers and backgrounds at Bratty Addy. Her exclusive feature, Addy's Couch takes guests books covers and fashions them into a one-of a kind piece for fun or promotional purposes. Contact Adaline at brattyadaline at gmail dot com if you would like her to create something for you!

Adaline runs an active blog on blog spot brattyadaline.blogspot.com as well as a Spanking Romance board on Pintrest http://www.pinterest.com/adalineraine/

You can also find her on Twitter handle Adaline_Raine or on Facebook Raine.Adaline

Sue Lyndon's Old Fashioned Doctor - Was She Ever His Naughty Nurse?

I'm happy to have Sue Lyndon as my guest today.  She's sharing her hot new medical play novel Her Old Fashioned Doctor.

Kallista:  Before we get a sneak peek at your new book, can you tell us how you got started writing?

Sue:  Writing a book was always something that rested in the back of my mind, ever since I was a child. I decided to go back to school for nursing after my third child was born, but then due to some family circumstances I had to take a year off. I decided then to go for it, and to try to write my first book during that year off school. 

During that year I wrote a 100K+ space opera novel (which has never been published, but it helped me learn how to write), a couple of short stories I managed to sell to magazines, and my first erotic romance novella. I never returned to nursing school, obviously. Okay, I think over-answered this question, LOL. But sometimes I think about re-editing that first novel and trying to get it published. Someday.

Kallista:  Hmmm...nursing school, huh?  Are any of those hot medical play scenes in your book taken from real life experiences? (Sue gives me a naughty smile and refuses to answer.)  I'm gonna take that as a yes and re-read some of those scenes! In the meantime, we're all eager to hear an excerpt from your newest book:

“I can tell you’ve been crying, darlin’. Are you in some kind of trouble?”

She shook her head. “No. Nothing like that.” She stared into his eyes, wondering if she could trust him, wondering if it mattered if she spilled her troubles at his feet, just to get them off her chest. Maybe then some of the worry darkening her mood would lift. “Promise you won’t judge me?”

“I promise.”

She sighed. What the hell. “I was engaged to be married in about six months. Two nights ago I caught my husband-to-be with three prostitutes. We’ve been engaged for years, since shortly after high school, and the plan was that we’d always get married and have a big fancy wedding after I finished college. We’d just bought a house together, and I caught him in our bedroom with all three of those girls. So I packed a suitcase, hit him in the balls, and left.”

“You kicked him in the balls?”

“He pissed me off, and he was standing in my way. Technically I didn’t kick him in the balls, I swung my suitcase into his crotch. Knocked him on the floor too,” she said with pride as she recalled the pain twisting Steven’s face before she walked off.

“Remind me to never piss you off.”

Her Old Fashioned Doctor
After she catches her fiancé cheating on her, Melissa packs a suitcase and sets out on a road trip to give herself some time to recover. But things take an unexpected turn when she rear-ends Dr. John Holden’s truck in a tiny rural town and he responds by inviting her for an impromptu dinner date. The handsome medic’s charm and take-charge manner—not to mention his willingness to spank her bare bottom if he feels it necessary—all combine to set Melissa’s heart beating faster than it has in a long time. Almost before she knows it, Melissa finds herself falling deeply in love with the old-fashioned doctor, even though she’s only known him for a couple of days. But is her rapidly growing crush on John merely a rebound fling, or can his hold on her heart last forever? Publisher’s Note: Her Old-Fashioned Doctor is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, medical play, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book. This book is also available as part of a five-book collection entitled What the Doctor Ordered.

Buy links for Her Old-Fashioned Doctor:

Amazon US

Amazon UK

Barnes and Noble

All Romance

Buy links for What the Doctor Ordered (contains 5 naughty medical play stories by Natasha Knight, Trent Evans, Tara Finnegan, Sue Lyndon, and Casey McKay):

Amazon US

Amazon UK

Barnes and Noble

All Romance

Blushing Books

Author bio: Sue Lyndon is a multi-published author of erotic BDSM romance and spanking romances. She enjoys a good book in any genre, loves Star Trek and Battlestar Galactica, and runs on coffee and chocolate.

Here's where you can find Sue http://www.suelyndon.com

Stevie MacFarlane Shows Us Stress Relief, Navy SEAL Style

Welcome Stevie MacFarlane!  We haven't had the pleasure of chatting privately before.  So first, of course, the obvious question. How did you become a writer?

Stevie: I think I’ve always been a writer, just not very structured.  In 1991 I wrote Changing Her Mind, partly to challenge myself that I could actually write a novel and as a way to deal with the tremendous amount of stress I was under.  My husband was very ill and I was devastated.  Writing helped me escape into another world.

Kallista: I think many of us turn to writing as an escape. If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?

Stevie: I’ve had a couple of authors show me extraordinary kindness, Mary Quast and Maggie Ryan.  They are terrific women and I’m lucky to have found them. They were there for me when I needed them.

Kallista: We're glad they encouraged you, since without them we might never have been able to find out just what The Trouble With Abby is! Tell us a little about your new book.

Stevie: Abigail Steven's life changed the moment she woke up in Connor McCabe's bed. The former Navy Seal has his own code of conduct, and is hell-bent on teaching Abby a thing or two about proper behavior, for her own good, of course. Abby thinks the bossy, overgrown G.I Joe is gorgeous. He made her heart flutter and her knees weak, but she is perfectly capable of taking care of herself. After all, she has a black belt for cripes sake.

Connor disagrees and has no problem pulling her over his knee for a little convincing. Adjusting a naughty female attitude is right up his alley. When trouble comes to The O'Malley family, Abby and Connor suddenly find themselves up to their necks in danger. The women need a hero, but who will it be?

Thank you, Stevie for treating us to this nice long look at The Trouble With Abby:

Pulling a black lace nightgown from one rack, she held it up to her body. “What do you think? Is this worth $3,000?” she asked. “Maybe on you,” he answered with a grin, “but for the average customer, no, I don’t think so.” “Me neither,” she sighed in disgust as she pulled large handfuls of hangers from the rack and carried the garments to the counter. “I must have been out of my mind when I priced these things.” “It’s alright, babe. You were probably tired. Mistakes happen,” he said, leaning against the wall, watching her. “I can’t afford these kinds of mistakes,” she snapped. “All it would take is for one customer to come in here and see prices like that and I could be ruined. My store would be a failure if word got around that I was way over-priced. I have to stay competitive if I’m going to make it.” He watched her hands shaking as she snipped all the tags off. “Abby, you need to take it easy. I know you’re stressed,” he continued, walking behind the counter and putting his big hands on her shoulders, massaging gently. “Relax.” “Really? You think I should just relax when my whole future is riding on this? When I’ve sunk every dime of my money into this place and a huge amount of small business loans besides?” she said, spinning to glare at him. “I’ll be bankrupt if this place doesn’t turn a profit,” she shouted, pushing away from him. “I could end up homeless, out on the street,” she continued. “Now you’re really on a roll,” Connor replied, trying to hide his grin. “Don’t you think you’re exaggerating, just a little?” “No! And now some psycho is threatening the people I care about most. You’re supposed to be good at this stuff, covert operations and all that. Why don’t you go find this guy and just…shoot him or something? You’ve got a big gun,” she pointed out. “Bloodthirsty little thing aren’t you?” Connor said, smiling as he scooped her up into his arms and began walking toward the dressing rooms. “What are you doing?” she screeched. “I don’t have time for a quickie!” “We are going to have a little talk, you and I,” he informed her, pushing open the door of the largest room with the toe of his boot. Three of the walls were mirrored and a matched pair of floral loveseats provided comfortable seating. Putting her on her feet, he sat and spread his knees, pulling her between them. “First of all, I can’t just go and shoot someone and I wouldn’t even if I could. Would I like to beat the piss out of him for what he’s done? You bet I would,” he growled.

Abby was eye-level and he was sure she saw the truth of that in his eyes when she backed up a step. Snagging the waist of her jeans, he hauled her back. “Second, I want your store to be a success, I really do, but no more talk about your life being over if it isn’t,” he ordered. “You do have a future, with me, and you damn well know it. I want you to stop acting like what we have, our relationship, means nothing. Do you hear me?” he said sternly, popping the snap at her waist and sliding her jeans down to mid-thigh. Gripping the cheeks of her ass, he gave them a little squeeze. “Well, it can’t mean much,” she sassed, struggling to pull her pants back up. “Oh, and why would you say that?” he asked, surprised. “I don’t see anything on this finger,” she snapped, wiggling the ring finger of her left hand in his face. “Do you love me?” he asked clearly. “When I don’t hate you,” she drawled sweetly. Connor released her butt and ran his hand through his short hair, sighing. Spinning, Abby took two steps, preparing to run, but her pants caught her up and she started to tumble to the floor. In a flash, he hooked his strong arm under her belly and pulled her over his knees. He stripped her jeans and panties off her kicking legs and slapped her bottom crisply. “In case you haven’t noticed, I’m the old-fashioned type,” he informed her, swatting her again and enjoying the sight of his pink hand print. “Oh, I’ve noticed,” she squealed, “a real Neanderthal.” “As a rule, I’m not particularly fond of bossy, pushy women,” he continued, spanking her rapidly with five more smacks. “No kidding?” Abby gasped. “Yes, it’s true,” he sighed, grinning at her in the mirror and watching as she nervously bit her lip. “A man likes to do things in his own way, on his own timetable. He doesn’t like to be rushed making big decisions and marriage is about the biggest in my book,” he said, letting his hand fall another three times. “I understand,” she cried, hissing as he rubbed her bottom. “No, I don’t think you do, baby. I don’t believe in divorce and that means you’ll be stuck with me and I with you for all eternity. I want us both to go into it with our eyes wide open. In other words, marriage shouldn’t be lust-inspired,” he continued, spanking her five more times.

Buy Links:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00Q0JX3PY

Blushing:http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=3105

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-trouble-with-abby-blushing-books/1120809322?ean=2940150643956

Author Bio:

Stevie MacFarlane lives in rural upstate New York with her family.  When not cooking for her large family she can be found curled up with a good book or writing her heart out.  She currently has eleven books published and you can find them on Blushing Books, Amazon, Barnes & Nobel as well as other popular sites. You can connect with Stevie in the following ways and she loves her hear from readers.

Website: http://www.steviemacfarlane.com

Blog: http://steviemacfarlane.weebly.com

Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/stevie.macfarlane.7

Email:  www.steviemacfarlane@aol.com

Twitter: @StevieMac1175

Amazon Author Page:  http://amzn.to/1ux9Qoq

Renee Rose's New Sugar Daddy Likes to Watch

Today I'm thrilled to be talking with one of my favorite authors, Renee Rose about her hot new release Mob Mistress.  It's a sequel to her wildly popular book The Bossman.  

Renee, I have to tell you - one of the first erotic spanking books I ever read was written by you and I love your stories now as much as I did when I first discovered them.  Can you tell us a little about your latest book?

     Hi Kallista.  Thank you so much for having me here today!  My new book, Mob Mistress was just released.  It’s about a hairstylist in financial crisis who makes a deal with mobster Bobby Manghini to be his sugar baby.
 
Here’s what happens when her friend Gina, first introduces them:

      “I told her you’d make a good sugar daddy,” Gina said with a smirk.
     She felt her cheeks grow warm.  Good God, now he would think she was a money-grubbing, desperate floozy.
     The statement only seemed to interest Bobby, though. He turned his attention to her. “Is that so?”
     She opened her lips to deny it, but found herself caught in his heated gaze, the appreciative assessment obvious. Forcing herself to exhale, she said, “No, she was only kidding.”
     Bobby reached over and grasped the seat of her chair, pulling it forward until her knees came between his.
     She gasped at the sudden movement and gave a nervous giggle. “What are you —?”
     He made a show of looking her up and down. “Yes, I would definitely say you are sugar baby material.”
     Dean and Gina laughed, egging him on.
     She looked skyward again. “I feel like a horse at auction. Look, I never said —”
     Bobby grinned and took hold of her jaw. “Right! Let’s see those teeth, little pony,” he said, pulling her face toward him. Instead of looking in her mouth, he lowered his face, sweeping his lips lightly across hers. Softer than she expected, they tasted faintly of whiskey. Though she ought to be turned off by being so manhandled, the moment he pulled away, she missed his touch, wanting more.Her heart rate quickened. Was this actually happening?
     Bobby grinned and sat back, releasing her from his scrutiny.
     Recovered from her fluster, she gave herself a quick pep talk. What did she have to lose, really? A sugar daddy would solve all her problems, if this was for real. She gave him a seductive look. “Are you in the market for a sugar baby?”
     He threw his head back and laughed, a deep, rich rumbling sound that for no known reason made her tingle.
     “As a matter of fact, I am. But when I take a goomah, I expect her to be at my beck and call, available any time I please.”
     She swallowed, her panties dampening at the idea of being his sexual servant. “And what exactly would you offer in return?”
     Bobby placed both his hands on her thighs and made little circles around her knees. “Living expenses and spending cash. How does that sound?”
     Gina and Dean made enthusiastic murmurings as their eyes locked. Heat pooled in her center core, traveling up until her face grew warm. Her breath rose and fell in a rapid rhythm.
     He leaned closer and spoke in a low, rumbling voice, “But you should know, I would use you however I wanted, whenever I wanted. And I would demand fidelity. No other men.”
     “What about women?” she asked.
     “Only if I get to watch.”

When hair stylist Lexi Tyler finds herself evicted from her apartment, her best friend setsher up with the mobster Bobby Manghini, knowing he likes to play sugar daddy. He offers her a luxury apartment overlooking the city and spending cash every time he seesher, but one thing is clear: he is the bossman. Lexi soon discovers Bobby backs up his rules with firm, over the knee discipline, but he also takes responsibility for all her problems, giving her more support than she ever dreamed of having from a manMobster Bobby Manghini likes to be the man in control, particularly with women, which is why he prefers a mistress for sex, even though he’s no longer married. When he strikes a deal with Lexi to be at his beck and call, he finds in her the full package -- a hot, intelligent woman who is turned on by his dominance and willing to submit to his punishment. But when she finds out he doesn’t have a wife, she is hurt by the deceptionand severs all ties.Can he prove to her their relationship meant more than a business arrangement?  Or will he lose the one woman willing to give him everything he ever desired?

                        Amazon     Amazon UK    ARe     Barnes and Noble

Renee Rose is a naughty author and kinkster who loves writing about hot alpha males, Dominance/submission and power exchanges. Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, her books are all centered around kink, namely: spanking.  She also writes BDSM under the name Darling Adams.

Renee is a busy girl!  She can be found at all of these places:

                    Blog     Twitter      Facebook    Goodreads    Amazon    Pinterest

Renee Rose will be joining me for my series Sex Sells on January 28 to tell us whether a brand new erotic author can REALLY make money writing this stuff!  Be sure to join us...  

Erotic Romance,Time Travel, Science Fiction, Medical Play And Plenty of Spanking - Captured and Examined Is Like Your Favorite Dessert

It's here!  My newest story Captured and Examined is like your favorite dessert - chock full of all the sinful, naughty things you love to indulge in.  There's a feisty redheaded time-traveling lass, a sexy Alpha male who knows how to deliver a firm spanking, and a backdrop that ranges from the rugged coast of Ireland to Paris to an almost-unknown but very real tropical island off the coast of Madagascar.

When her father tries to force her to marry fat, old, drunken Owen Leary to preserve the family lands, Tess O’Rourke runs away from home. She gets lost on the heath in the midst of a ferocious storm and loses consciousness, only to awaken in a cave, naked and shivering, staring into the eyes of a handsome stranger. To her dismay, the man questions her in an unfamiliar language and then spanks her bare bottom when she tries to run away.

After computers all over Europe are hit with a crippling attack, Connall Quinn, an ex-Navy SEAL now working for NATO’s cyber-terrorism squad, is dispatched to the Irish coastline in search of the problem’s source. It is there that he discovers a naked Irish lass hiding in a cave near an ancient stone outcropping.  After she attacks him and attempts to flee, he brings the defiant girl back to his headquarters with a well-spanked bottom. 

Once there, his medical team conducts a thorough examination, leaving his captive deeply humiliated and even more determined to escape.  Quinn has no intention of letting her go until he gets the truth, but Tess speaks only Gaelic and seems to know nothing of modern day life.  Hard as it is for him to believe, over time Quinn becomes convinced that she has somehow been transported from the past.

With each passing day his feelings for the feisty redhead grow stronger, and when he discovers that his superiors plan to lock her up indefinitely and study her like a lab rat, Quinn risks everything to rescue her. But can he keep her safe long enough to unravel the mystery that brought her into his life?

Publisher’s Note: Captured and Examined is an adventure and erotic romance novel that includes spanking, sexual scenes, medical play, anal play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book

And now for a sneak peek you won't find anywhere else:

Tess’s screams and shouts echoed through the entire house.  He barely made out the voice of the nurse trying to calm her over the racket.  Then he heard the unmistakable sound of a slap.  Throwing open the door, Quinn found the nurse holding her cheek, which bore the bright red imprint of a hand. 

“This one is a vixen, she is,” the nurse huffed.  “I cain’t handle her meself.  Ye’ll need to get one of yer men in here.  I donna get combat pay.”

Nurse O’Brien stalked out.  Quinn saw the glint of satisfaction in Tess’s eyes as the door slammed behind her.

“Look, you need to cooperate,” he said.  “No one is going to harm you.  We just want the doctor to check you over, make sure you’re not hurt.”

The two men who accompanied the medical team on the helicopter rushed in.  “The nurse says she’s dangerous.  Step away.  We’re going to have to tase her,” one of them announced.

Quinn put his body between Tess and the two men.  “You’ll have to go through me to do it,” he replied, his voice hard.  “She’s just trying to protect herself,” he went on.  “She’s been lost, possibly injured, and now she’s surrounded by strangers who don’t speak her language.  The woman is terrified.  I can get her to settle down.  Just give me a few minutes alone with her.”

“Yeah, well according to your men downstairs, she may also be a terrorist - and a damned good actress,” one of them replied.  “You’ve got five minutes.  If she won’t settle down, tell her we’ll tase her and then put her in restraints until we decide what to do with her.”  The interrogation team headed back downstairs.

Quinn grabbed Tess by the shoulders.  “You’re running out of chances.  You have to cooperate.  I can’t make these guys play nice much longer.”

She shook her head stubbornly, refusing to look at him. 

“I know one way to get through to you,” he muttered.  He dragged her to the examination table and bent her over it, face down.  Tess fought like a wildcat, but she was no match for his strength.  He held her down across the table and yanked on the jeans she was wearing.  They were already unzipped.  One swift tug was all it took.  The button popped open and they slid down to her knees.

Her bottom was soft and white, all traces of his earlier punishment faded away.  Realizing what he was about to do, Tess shrieked at the top of her lungs.  His first harsh whack stunned her into silence.

“You will…SMACK…get undressed and get up on that table.”  Quinn’s hand whacked her again.  “The doctor is going to examine you…and you’re going to let him.”  

Quinn went on, punctuating his words with the flat of his palm against her quivering bottom.  This time he didn’t hold back, covering her entire backside with stinging slaps.  He spanked her in earnest, desperate to make her understand how serious the situation was.  Apparently she realized there was no escaping his punishment, because she went limp and started wailing.

“Be quiet now and do as you’re told.  If you think this was bad, you’d really hate being tased,” he growled.  “Now I’m going to stand here by the table while the doctor examines you - and you’re not going to give him any trouble, or I swear next time I’ll take my belt to you.”

A door on the side wall opened and the doctor came in.  He took in the scene, Quinn looking frustrated and angry, the young woman lying tearfully across his lap, face down with her pants around her knees, her naked bottom glowing bright red.  He spoke as casually as if it was a situation he saw every day.

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Sex Sells - A Sneak Peek At The Last Taboo

We’ve written about hot Doms in their dungeons, double penetration by well-endowed aliens, menages with twin cowboys, rectal exams by stern doctors, dressing up as little girls and getting our bare bottoms spanked - in short, doing kinky sexual things to every conceivable bodily part with a variety of partners and playthings. But there's one topic that up till now has been off-limits in most blogs about erotic romance.

                              Money.  There.  I've said it and I feel so much better.

This year I'm kicking off a new weekly series about the business we're all in - the business of writing erotic romance novels.  If you don't consider the hours you spend hunched over a keyboard as running your own business, it's time to rethink what you're doing.

You may say you write for fun, or for self-gratification, or because you just "have to put all those stories in your head on paper."  Okay.  Then send me your royalties and advance checks and I'll believe you.  Otherwise admit that the money you make is important.  Even if it's only a pittance, it's YOUR pittance. That first check for a new book is a cause for celebration, whether it buys you a Porche or a pizza.

But as someone who has owned and operated five small businesses before I began writing full time, I'm going to tell you one simple secret  - it's not just how much you make, it's how much you keep.

Of course, if you don't make much right now, that may not sound like a shocking revelation.  We're all financial virgins when we start out.  But I got very good at figuring out how to keep as much as possible of what I earned when I married a successful salesman and we started our first business together.  We had an accountant who took care of us.  At least that's what I thought.  When he presented me with a tax bill bigger than my total income the year before I got married, well...that's when Uncle Sam popped my fiscal cherry!

Every Wednesday we'll explore a new topic.  Together with guest bloggers I'll share ideas that will drive your sales higher, hot new trends in the market, which social media platforms REALLY work - and how to keep more of those Benjamins in your pocket.  He may not look very hot in that picture, but he sure can bring you a lot of satisfaction!  

Here are some upcoming posts:

Longer Isn’t Always Better  - Get your mind out of the gutter!  It's about book length 

Have You Hit the Dirty Thirty Yet? - Is there a "secret formula" for success? 

It’s All About That Base - How to build a team of super fans

            

Self-Gratification – Is it time to consider indie publishing?

Never Kill A Puppy - Writing rules and when to break them

       

How Much Money Do Romance Writers REALLY Make -Oooh, this one gets me hot!

I hope you'll join me January 7th for the kickoff. 

         

A Secret Spanko Revealed - Rayanna Jamison on Patty Devlin, I Love Lucy and The Bishop's First Bride

Today I'm welcoming Rayanna Jamison to share a bit about herself, why she wants to dress up as Lucy Ricardo, and her hot new spanking romance The Bishop's First Bride.

Kallista: Before we get into the book, please answer this terribly insightful question I ask all my guests to give me a glimpse into the woman behind the words. If you were wearing a Halloween costume, what would it be?

Rayanna: I would love to go as Lucy from I love Lucy. She’s a redhead, and I love the classic 50’s style. I feel like it would be secretly be paying homage to my spanko tendencies.

Kallista: Secret spanko tendencies, huh?  Now you know why I consider it a terribly insightful question.  Look what a naughty thing I got you to reveal! Be careful.  The next one is a trick question.  If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?

Rayanna: That’s an easy one. Patty Devlin.

Kallista: Okay, you didn't say me, but Patty is a great answer. She's a dear friend and she's been a mentor to so many of us. Now please tell us a bit about your new book:

Rosa Collins was only sixteen when she received a vision telling her of her future husband. Knowing that her husband would be Lucas, the Bishop's son, and future Bishop of Green Valley, both thrilled and terrified her. They were a match made in heaven, she knew, perfect for each other.

But becoming the Bishop's Wife is harder than Rosa anticipated. She struggles to transform herself into the perfect Bishop's Wife that her husband needs.

Lucas misses the real Rosa. Somewhere between getting married, and becoming the future Bishop's wife, his beloved wife has lost part of herself. Lucas knows that a good, old fashioned spanking is exactly what Rosa needs to help her find balance in her unrealistic expectations of what the perfect wife should be.

But, try as he might, that balance doesn't come easily for Rosa, and it certainly didn't help that her high school nemesis kept popping up and making trouble.

Will Lucas help her realize that all he wants is for his wife to be happy? Can Rosa pull herself together enough to become the Bishop's First Wife?

Here's a little snippet:

He crossed to the bed and sat, calling her over to stand before him.

“Are you ready?”

Rosa nodded shyly, and he saw no sense in drawing it out. He positioned her over one knee, so that her top half was on the bed, and her legs were not. With one swift flick of his wrist, her panties were around her knees and her cute little bottom was right where he wanted it.

He rubbed her white flesh, thinking that it wouldn’t be white for long as he intended to make this a well and thorough spanking.

“Why did you ask me to spank you, Rosa?” he asked, and she looked back at him surprised. He guessed she wasn’t expecting to be having a conversation in this position, but Lucas knew it would be the first of many they would have like this. In his opinion, it was one of the best ways to have a conversation.

“I’m waiting,” He told her with a sharp slap to her right bottom cheek.

“Ow, Ow, Okay, Um…Because I felt like I should be punished for spending a lot of money without asking you-even though it wasn’t a rule!” He spanked again just as she got to the end of her explanation, and she shrieked the last part.

He brought his hand down hard twice in rapid succession, and smiled in satisfaction as he watched a pink handprint color her creamy skin.

“And, why did you think you should be punished for something that wasn’t a rule?” He rubbed the skin where the handprint rose up, marveling at how warm it already was after just a few swats. It would be getting much, much warmer before they finished.

“Because I was inconsiderate, and I caused you embarrassment, and I hate disappointing you.”  Rosa mumbled into the bedcovers.

“That’s’ right. That’s why we are going to be making it a rule. So that this does not happen in the future. If it does, there will be clear consequences.” He began to spank again, raining down blows across her fleshy bottom crease. He kept an even tempo, with no regular pattern until he heard her begin to weep softly. He knew it was more from emotion than pain at this point, but it meant she was getting the release she needed.

He paused, and began to speak, occasionally punctuating his words with a sharp swat across the top of her thighs, causing her to gasp in pain.

she was getting the release she needed.

He paused, and began to speak, occasionally punctuating his words with a sharp swat across the top of her thighs, causing her to gasp in pain.

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Aargh! Patricia Green Says Stay Away From Pirated Books Or You May Catch A Nasty Virus

Today I have the pleasure of hosting Patricia Green, bestselling author of the hottest, most exciting erotic romances you'll ever read.  She's here to explain why the great bargains on those pirated book sites may give your computer a CTD (That's cyber-transmitted disease - my own acronym for a computer virus you can catch reading unprotected sex stories!)  

But first, let's hear a little about her newest release - Rescued By The Spy

A spy working for the Solarian Federation...Michael O'Malley is undercover in a sting operation against Jerold Laricon, a man with Machiavellian social restructuring schemes and a desire for world domination.

Kidnapped and kept as a sex slave...Could there be a worse time for Nina Stanley, O’Malley’s old flame, to show up in Ligeia as a kidnap victim? Sure, he wants to save her, but his job is to crush Laricon's slave trade and vicious rise to power.

The young and beautiful "spare"...Muddying the waters is Michael’s need to fit in and partake of the succulent fruits on Laricon’s human slave tree--including Alyssa, a willing sex slave he's forced to take as his own. Now he has two women counting on him, and the fate of a world.

Nina's goal is to get out...No matter what it takes. Nina is appalled by what she experiences in Ligeia at the hands of the evil Laricon, but what if the price of her freedom is Michael's life? Can she live with herself if that happens?

Can an undercover spy save the women he loves without blowing his cover? SF Erotic Romance

Kallista: Tell us about those pirated book sites that sound like such a great deal.

Patricia: Never buy a book from a resource other than the main online distributors. If the site is a pass-through site (taking you to Amazon or Barnes & Noble, All Romance eBooks, the original publisher's site, or another big distributor), then it's okay. But if the site is giving away the book for free off their servers, or they're charging a ridiculously low price that's different from Amazon and will be downloaded from non-Amazon servers, you've landed on a pirate site. 

These pirates are thieves. They buy or somehow obtain a PDF copy of a writer's book and then re-sell it or give it away for free. This might sound like a real deal to the average reader, but when you consider the amazing viruses attached to these pirated books, it isn't so appealing. Plus, the books are stolen. There is no pretty word to attach to it. It's theft. If you partake of these offerings, you are just as much a thief as the pirate.

Please don't obtain books illegally. All writers copyright their work, and that does not give anyone else the right to copy the book without written permission. You are taking money right out of an author's pocket. How would you feel if someone walked up to you and reached into your purse to take out a dollar bill. Sure, you might have other dollar bills, but that thief would tell other thieves, and soon all your dollar bills would be going out faster than coming in. That's what happens to authors when they're pirated.

Kallista:  I never knew those pirated books might carry viruses!  Sounds like Karma at work to me.  Here's a safe, legal snippet for everyone from your latest release -

Suddenly, the open door to the outer chamber was filled with Jerold Laricon, himself. The women quickly scuffed back their chairs, opened their bodices to expose their breasts, and prostrated themselves on the floor. Nina viewed this with a gimlet eye, and instead, stood up and faced him. He took in the scene before him with a benevolent expression, walking softly to Nina.

“You have not been trained yet, I know,” he said. “So I will take a moment to instruct you myself.” 

He looked her over then reached for the front of her robe. “These catches,” he said, pulling them apart, “are meant to open quickly so that you may bare yourself and show the proper subservience to free males—all free males.” He gazed hotly at her full breasts. “Any free 

male you encounter will expect you to reverence him so.” 

His hands slid over her breasts and cupped them. “However, you are my property. Is that clear?”

She nodded, her flesh squirming. “Yes, sir.”

He smiled, his yellow, crooked teeth showing. “And once those pretty tits are bared, you are to get down on your knees and lower your eyes. You will not seek the eyes of any free man, nor look at him unless you are spoken to. Is that also clear?”

Nina’s teeth ground together as she considered the debasing ritual. “Yes, sir.”

“I can see in your eyes that you consider it humiliating for women to respond to men this way.” His hands continued caressing her breasts, her nipples rising against his palms despite her loathing. “But women have risen above their station over the last millennia, and here in Ligeia, we are doing our best to correct that sociological error. I assure you the women are much happier, knowing their place. And, eventually, you will enjoy humbling yourself before me.” 

He took her chin in hand and forced her to look up at him. “Now, get down on your knees, press your pretty nipples to the floor, and kiss my boots.”

Nina swore at him in her mind, growled softly to show her displeasure, but obeyed. The hard, cold marble of the floor against her nipples brought a chilly determination to her heart. She stayed down after kissing his black hide boots, afraid her expression would betray more fury than he would allow.

“Well done,” he proclaimed. “Ladies.” 

He turned and left, as the women—except for Nina—exclaimed, “Hail Ligeia!” in his wake.

Appetite lost, Nina closed her robe, got back into her chair, and somehow made it through the meal in silence. The man hadn’t even bothered to remember her name.

Buy links:

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Bestselling author, Patricia Green, is a full-time fiction writer specializing in erotic romance. She provides the reader with love stories that emphasize fun characters with quirky personalities. Patricia is the author of more than 20 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, crochet, knit and watch hockey and baseball.

You can reach Patricia Green in the following ways:

Email: pig (at) patriciagreenbooks (dot) com

Website/Blog: http://www.patriciagreenbooks.com/

Facebook http://www.facebook.com/Patricia.Green.Romance

Twitter: @PatriciaIGreen

Google+: http://plus.google.com/+PatriciaGreen

Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Patricia-Green/e/B002RCB0IK/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1

Abbie Adams - Age Play With A Little Twist

Today I'm chatting with a "little" who looks sweet but has a VERY naughty side, as anyone who has read her Little books knows. I had the pleasure of meeting Abbie Adams a few months ago and I can tell you first-hand that she probably deserves every spanking she gets!

Kallista:  Tell me, Abbie, what do you like to do when you’re not writing?

Abbie: Eat Oreos and read in a bubble bath.

Kallista:  If you were five what would you be reading?

Abbie: Junie B. Jones! I love that series. Wait - can normal five year olds read those? Ok, hang on...I’m thinking it would have to be a Dr. Seuss.  Are you my Mother, Red Fish Blue Fish. Oh but I really like If you give a Moose a Muffin. Dang, can I pick more than one?  (twirls her hair and fidgets on the seat)  Are we done yet?
  
Kallista:  Junie B. is still one of my favorites too.  And no, we're not done.  You have to tell us about your new "little" book for big girls first.

Abbie: (Sighs dramatically)  Oh, all right.  Emily and I wrote it together.  It's called A Little Twist.

     Six months of training. Six months to find a placement. Three years with a Daddy. Fifty thousand dollars. Some girls begged to get into the program, but not Sara or Caity. They took the "alternative program for non-violent offenders" when the State of New York's Women's Facility was full. They became little girls in Trace's program.

     Sara was placed with a daddy named Mark when Livvy, another little girl in the program, had gotten sick because of Sara's jealousy. Now, after two long months in the program, Sara has to get used to a whole new set of rules and the man who will enforce them: her Daddy will dominate her and take care of her in a special way no one ever has before. The witness protection program can't compare to her "protector".

     Caity has been the unwanted child all her life. Her father hates her and her mother ran away years before. The only family she really has is her sister, who isn't in the program, yet. But Caity didn't choose her new Daddy... Will he be able to prove his love, or will he prove he is just like her real father?

     Did Sara and Caity make the right choice, coming to the program instead of the State Penitentiary? Can they get along when Sara has taken the man Caity wanted all along? Emily Tilton and Abbie Adams team up to bring you the much requested story of the "other girls" in this, the third book in the 'A Little Training' and 'A Little Trouble' series

Here's a peek at what's inside:

     Daddy pulled her onto his lap. "Want to tell me what's bothering you?" He cupped her chin in his hand and tipped her face to his. "Hmm? Are you upset that Sara is here?"

     She sat up straight and tried to jerk away. "No! Why would I be worried about her?" His grip on her jaw was firm, and she couldn't get away from his intense scrutiny. "I was hoping to go back to the river today, but now I'm worried you will be too busy, is all."

     "We'll see about it. Now, I want you to be a good girl. You will won't you?" He held her hand as he stood them both up and led her out the door.

     She nodded instead of speaking, unaware she was actually holding her breath. Sara sat there on the couch, stiffly facing away as if nervous.

     Caity went right by without a word to her.  She pretended to be hungry and preoccupied, but a huge rock sat in her tummy, and the soft scrambled eggs on her plate did not allure her. She had to fight herself not to look behind her again; she wanted to watch Sara, to see if she could read her, tell anything about her thoughts.  She met Livvy's eyes when she finally came in and sat across the table. Caity would've thought Livvy was unaffected by Sara's presence, if not for the way her hand shook as she drew her juice to her lips.

     "Is Daddy here?" Livvy asked Uncle Jeremy softly, when he set her plate down.

     "Yes, he's in the office. Why is everyone so quiet this morning?" He looked around the table with a curious face, one eyebrow arched higher than the other. "Is something going on I don't know about?"

     "Sara," Uncle Matt said, while reaching for more sausage links. It almost came out like a cough, and Caity wondered if he was uncomfortable with her arrival as well.

     "She's already eaten," Daddy replied as he sat down next to Caity, then clarified, "Sara has already eaten."

     "Why is she here?" Caity mumbled, then shrunk a little when Daddy gave her a look.

     "She is here because her daddy has to work and every one of you will be nice to her and behave as you would like to be treated if you were in her place. And now that you have all been warned, there will be severe consequences if you young ladies are of a mind to disobey in this regard. Do you understand me?" He eyed each of the girls around the table, one at a time, until they all agreed.

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Warning to Corbin's Bend! Chemistry Causes Spanking

     It's my pleasure to have Thianna D with me today, the creator of the best-selling series Corbin's Bend. She'll be introducing the newest residents of this Colorado spanking community from her latest release Chemistry of Attraction.  It's so hot that it's guaranteed to melt any early winter snow that touches your Kindle!


Kallista:   A book about chemistry!  Are you like one of those geniuses on The Big Bang Theory?  Can you let us in on the top-secret formula you used to create the Chemistry of Attraction, Thianna?

Thianna:  Take one hot summer. Add in an intellectual chemist and a dominant retired Marine. Once the chemistry ignites, combustion is soon to follow.

Kallista:  Sounds like a lot more fun than the chemistry I used to study. Tell us more.

Thianna:  Retired Marine Brandon Delt, moves to Corbin’s Bend after his recently divorced wife marries his cousin. Tired of living a non-discipline lifestyle, he fully welcomes the openness of the Corbin’s Bend spanking community. One day he hopes to meet the woman he could make his TiH. He doesn’t expect to meet her on day one.

     Carodine Minor’s just in Corbin’s Bend for the summer. Just graduated with her master’s degree in chemistry, Dina isn’t sure of her next step in life. Not once has she ever considered being spanked. Logical woman that she is, when she finds herself intrigued by the idea of a hand across her derriere, she asks for a demonstration from Brandon. One demo turns into a wild night of  passion neither wants to let go of.

Kallista:  Dina sounds like a lucky woman.  Like her, I'm a sucker for a man in uniform!  Now let's move on to what I'm sure our readers are dying to know...Thianna D's most shameful secrets.   Have you ever...gone cow tipping?

Thianna:  You know, I’ve never understood the desire to go cow-tipping. It’s harmful to the poor animals.

Their stomachs can get twisted up, plus, just imagine how you would feel if you were asleep and  someone knocked you over. I grew up in a small town and knew of people that did it. I didn’t understand it then. I understand it even less now.

Kallista:  (Sighs heavily)  How disappointing!  No scandal here.  Can you give us a little peek at Chemistry of Attraction?

     There was a momentary silence and then one of his hands rested on her lower back and the other lifted. Slap! His hand came down harder than this afternoon, heat sizzling in its wake. Before she even felt the warmth that bloomed from it, he hit her other cheek. Back and forth he went, covering her entire derriere with hard slaps until her entire rear end felt like a light sunburn.
     But she didn’t care. Each smack of his hand lit up something inside of her, something primal, raw, animalistic. Arching her back, she growled softly when his hand slammed right between her cheeks. Each slap produced its own sound, but she barely heard them, her left brain utterly fascinated by the sounds coming out of her own mouth. 
     When his hand came down on that sensitive crease between buttocks and thighs, her logical brain blanked out. What remained was wanton, needy, and craving everything the man at her side could give her.
     “More!” she cried out as he hit her sit spot again. Her entire body felt like a coiled spring and she so wanted to be sprung. All she needed was just a few more. Just a few more. Please, just a few more.
     Brandon had other plans. “Spread your legs,” he commanded and she rushed to obey, not wanting him to stop. “Fuck, you’re so wet, beauty,” he murmured, the fingers of his spanking hand drifting between her legs, stroking along her clit and delving into her core.
     “More,” she whimpered as those wonderfully strong, large fingers began to fuck her, rubbing against something that made her arch more and let out a low keen. So close. She was so close. It wouldn’t take much more to send her over. Damn, he—
     Smack!
     As his hand that had been on her lower back came down right on her rump, the world exploded.  Lights burst in front of her eyes even as her cunt spasmed and she opened her mouth in a silent scream. Her muscles clenched and squeezed, pulling her through the roughest orgasm she had ever felt.
     And it wasn’t over yet.

                                                     Buy Chemistry of Attraction

                                         
Kallista:  That's SO much hotter than the chemistry books I used to read!  Thanks for stopping by, Thianna.

Here's a bit about Thianna - 

     Thianna D. likes to say she’s eclectic, fun, and just a bit naughty.  She writes erotica and erotic romance with both M/F and M/M main characters. No matter what she writes, all the hot scenes support the story instead of the other way around.

     She’s also the creator of and acquisition editor for the Corbin’s Bend spanking romance series. Who else wants to be safe, secure, and spanked in Colorado?

Where you can find her:

     Thianna’s Blog 

     Thianna's Website

     Corbin's Bend

     Thianna's Facebook Author Page

     Twitter