Happy Christmas my follow spanking lovers. This is the last hop before the big day. I hope Santa brings everything you want, especially if you feature on his naughty list.
Today's excerpt happens when disabled Waterloo Veteran finds the woman he once bullied sneaking about at dawn. Alone, and unchaperoned, she's far from home. Clearly, she'd up to no good. Or is she?
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Excerpt
Stonehurst stood back and studied Julianna’s arse. Bound for her punishment and his pleasure, she’d never looked lovelier. Turning her bottom scarlet would only heighten its perfection.
He slapped her behind so hard she yelped and twisted in her bonds. Then he spanked her again. Between each blow, he stroked his cock through his breeches. He wouldn’t allow her to keep putting herself in danger. “If I catch you up to no good again, I’ll take my belt to your arse.”
Another slap, harder than before. The sound of his palm smacking her flesh echoed through the stable. She wriggled like an eel in a trap. The movement sent her skirt tumbling down to her ankles. He didn’t want it interfering, so he shoved it higher this time.
Sobbing, she lay still as he ran his hand up her legs. He kept his touch feather light and teasing. When she looked over her shoulder, his smile gleamed with wicked intent. Moaning softly, she squeezed her thighs together as if trying to douse the heat in her cunny.
When his gaze moved higher, he stared at the juices glistening in her pussy. The contrast between them and her red arse delighted him. He paused, his hand resting on her derriere. When he spotted the enormous bruise at the base of her spine, he froze.
He looked closer, realizing it was a mix of older, yellow bruises and newer, vivid purple ones. Pushing her gown higher, he gasped. There were too many for her to have acquired them by accident. Moving in front of her, he sat on hay-strewn flagstones to better look into her eyes. “What happened? Where did those bruises come from?”
Rather than answer, she sobbed harder.
He wiped her tears with his finger. “God, Julianna, who did that to you? And are there more of them?”
Swallowing hard, she couldn’t speak for the sobs shaking her body. He cupped her chin in his hand and lifted her head. “I’ve acted like an ass. I don’t… I didn’t… Deuce take it, I hurt you far more than I intended. The bruises, puss? Who did that to you?”
Blurb
When her brother tries to force her into a marriage with a detestable baron, Julianna Halstead flees the family estate she has helped manage since the death of her parents. But as she makes her escape late at night, Juliana’s carelessness nearly results in her being trampled by a galloping horse, and the steed’s handsome rider takes it upon himself to correct her right then and there.
Though having her bottom bared and soundly spanked on the side of the road leaves Juliana blushing crimson, the punishment arouses her intensely and her body’s helpless response cannot be hidden. To make matters worse, the gentleman over whose lap she was so firmly chastised turns out to be none other than Viscount Stonehurst, someone she has known since childhood.
When Stonehurst learns of Juliana’s predicament, he decides to make her his bride. She will be no ordinary wife, however. She will be something much more shameful. But even as she is leashed, collared, and put on display in a cage wearing only a tail, then brought out to be used in ways no proper lady should enjoy, will Juliana come to love her new life as the viscount’s pet?
Publisher’s Note: The Viscount’s Pet is a stand-alone novel which shares the Regency-era setting of Wickedly Used and His Innocent Bride. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
I love the way he halts once he realizes she's been abused. She's going to take some gentle coaxing for everything he has in mind, I think. Great snippet.
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