Daddy Takes the Reins – A Guest Visit with Kelly Dawson!

13444271_1543957492580259_1230641020_n.jpgToday we’re excited to welcome Kelly Dawson to the blog to share a sweet and sexy excerpt from Daddy Takes the Reins!

First things first, here’s the blurb:

When she lands a job as an apprentice jockey at a racing stable, Bianca is determined not to let her Tourette’s Syndrome interfere with her dream career, and she does her best to conceal her occasional tics from her ridiculously handsome new boss. But Clay Lewis is not an easy man to fool. He soon discovers her secret, and when he casually mentions that she ought to be spanked for her deception it sets Bianca’s heart racing like nothing ever has before.

Her crush on Clay grows stronger by the day, but while she strives to impress him at work Bianca struggles to deal with tragic circumstances in her own life. With her younger sister—and lifelong best friend—incapacitated by terminal cancer and becoming more dependent on her by the day, she finds herself pushing herself to the point of skipping meals and going without sleep.

Clay can see the toll that stress is taking on Bianca, and when she collapses from exhaustion at the stable he knows it is time for him to step in, but not as a boss or as a boyfriend. What she needs is a loving daddy who will both comfort her when she is sad and bare her bottom and spank her like a naughty little girl when she doesn’t take care of herself properly.

Bianca delights in the attention she receives from Clay, and when he takes her in his arms and claims her as his own it brings her more pleasure than she would have ever thought possible, but she cannot help wondering if he will stay by her side even when her tics are at their worst. Can she truly trust Clay enough to surrender her heart to him and let her daddy take the reins?

Publisher’s Note: Daddy Takes the Reins is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, age play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Now, how about that excerpt?

She sat on the edge of the bath, resting against him, watching while he squirted shower gel into the running water to make suds. Despite still feeling so wobbly on her feet, so weak and dizzy, she smiled. How long had it been since she’d had a bubble bath? She couldn’t remember.

She didn’t protest when Clay undid the buttons on her shirt, gently easing it back off her shoulders. She didn’t complain when he slid her jodhpurs down her thighs, lifting up first one foot and then the other, to pull them off the ends of her feet. But she let out a startled cry when his soft hands returned to her back, to undo the fastenings on her bra.

“Let me take care of you,” he murmured, kissing her cheek. “You’re safe, I promise you. You wanted to be a little kid again, to have someone take care of you, to be claimed and punished. Well I’m claiming you. I’m taking care of you. I’ll be your daddy – you’ll be my little girl. I will take care of you.”

Too tired to argue, she smiled in agreement. Right now, that sounded like bliss.

She didn’t resist when Clay gently slid her bra forward down over her arms, freeing her breasts. And when he stood her up to slide her knickers down her legs, she cooperated with him, holding onto his shoulders for balance and lifting her feet one at a time so she could step out of them. Strangely, she wasn’t embarrassed when she stood there in front of him in all her naked glory, watching as his eyes roamed over her.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispered. Then he stood up. “In you get,” he commanded, helping her step over the side and lower herself down into the bubbles.

She leaned back and closed her eyes as the warm water washed over her, disappearing under the hot suds right up to her neck. She kept her eyes closed as Clay soaped up a washcloth and ran it over her skin, thoroughly cleaning her entire body, every single crevice, with a gentle, circular motion. She should be asking him to stop, she should be mortified at this man touching her, washing her most intimate places, but she wasn’t. She felt cared for and secure; she felt all her stress slipping away as the suds washed over her. She felt content.

“Lie back.” Clay pushed her head down into the water gently, running his fingers through her hair, wetting the strands from root to tip. She could feel the strength in his fingers as he massaged her scalp, kneading the shampoo over her head and through her hair. Thick lather ran down his wrists and into the water around her as he washed her hair, then he tilted her head back and rinsed it out expertly.

She smiled. When had anyone ever washed her hair? She hadn’t even set foot in a hair salon in years – Annie always trimmed her hair for her when it got too long. She’d never cared enough about her appearance to bother with professional haircuts. It seemed a bit pointless really, to pay a fortune for a flash hair-do when she looked ridiculous anyway by screwing up her face at random. Annie. How was she getting on? Was she all settled into her new home already? Now that she knew Rose’s immediate future was secure, she’d been intending to go and visit Annie, maybe take her out for lunch. She sat up.

“I need to go; I have to go see Annie.”

Clay shook his head. “You’re not going anywhere – you’re exhausted. You need a sleep. After you’ve had a nap, I’ll drive you there myself, I promise.”

“I need to see her,” she whined. “You don’t understand,” she pleaded.

Clay put a finger to her lips, shushing her. “You will see her, but you need a nap first. You’ve been running yourself ragged, stressing yourself out to the point of collapse.” He looked at his watch. “It’s only 11 o’clock. Ordinarily, you’d still be working now. You can sleep until 2pm, then we’ll go visit her. Deal? I’ll get your shift covered for this afternoon so you can spend the entire evening with her.”

She nodded. That sounded fair.

“I’m glad you agreed to that, little girl,” he told her, and winked. Then his voice took on a stern tone. “Because when little girls are naughty, they go across their daddy’s knee, their pants get pulled down, and their bottoms get smacked. It would be most unfortunate if you found yourself in that position now, wouldn’t it?” He winked again. “A spanking hurts so much more on wet skin.”

Daddy Takes the Reins is available now at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, All Romance ebooks, and Kobo!

Author Bio:
Kelly Dawson loves anything to do with horses, rodeos and cowboys, and loves to get lost in a good book – preferably one containing spanking!

Daddy Takes the Reins is particularly close to Kelly’s heart because, like Bianca, Kelly has Tourette’s Syndrome. The experiences Bianca goes through due to her Tourette’s are similar in many ways to what Kelly has gone through herself.

A life-long closet-spanko, Kelly started writing spanking stories on every spare scrap of paper in the house as a child. So when she discovered the internet and spanking romance along with it, she was most excited. But it took her a good decade of devouring these stories before she got up the courage to submit her own. And now, here she is, 6 books later, with a plethora of ideas still to write!

She lives literally at the bottom of the world in the South Island of New Zealand, with her husband, four kids, a dog and a cat.

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Guest visit with Kelly Dawson!

Today, we are welcoming Kelly Dawson, sharing her latest sci-fi release with us!

Taking His Human Bride
By: Kelly Dawson
Blurb:
Less than a day after two gruff military officers detain her and escort her to a government facility, Melissa Malone finds herself leaving the planet on a newly-built spacecraft heading for one of the moons of Jupiter. Unknown to most of the world, an asteroid is hurtling toward Earth and, due to her unrivaled computer skills, Melissa is one of a select group of people chosen to rebuild civilization should humanity prove unable to avert the approaching cataclysm.
Melissa’s situation rapidly goes from bad to much worse when the ship is attacked and the crew is easily overcome by what she can only assume are aliens. Melissa is taken captive along with everyone else, but while the others are to be sold as slaves, she quickly discovers that her captors have special plans for her. She is promptly stripped naked for an intimate, incredibly humiliating medical examination, and when she fails to do as she is told during the shameful procedure she is punished thoroughly, leaving much more than just her bare bottom burning hot and sore. Once she is deemed suitable, Melissa is given as a bride to a powerful officer named Damian.
Though she is horrified by the prospect of being taken as a wife by a man who makes it clear that he will expect her absolute submission and will sternly punish any defiance, Melissa soon learns that Damian has laid claim to her for a reason. He is on a mission, sent by the leaders of his world to infiltrate and bring to justice the band of renegades who took her captive… and he needs her help.
Despite her fury at Damian’s willingness to compel her obedience with a firm hand applied to her bare bottom, she cannot help delighting in the way her body responds to his touch, and his skillful, dominant lovemaking brings her to heights of passion she never imagined possible. But when the time comes for her to put her abilities to the test with the fate of the Earth on the line, can she outwit a rogue computer expert and prove that Damian’s trust in her was well placed?
Publisher’s Note: Taking His Human Bride 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.
Excerpt: 
Melissa felt like she was drowning. She felt like she was flailing around, trying to swim upstream through thick muddy water while the current kept dragging her backwards into this crazy abyss where nothing was as it should be. She was trying to make sense of everything she’d just been told, but it was crazy! How could this even be happening? Was the military seriously just going to save a select few, and themselves, and let everyone else die? And what kind of crazy notion was it that she got sent with two thousand other people to a far-off moon that may or may not be able to sustain life? What if she didn’t want to go? What if she wanted to remain instead, and risk dying, with those she loved? Surely this was a dream—a nightmare? There was no way it could be reality. It was just too bizarre!

She was oblivious to the room erupting into chaos around her; she didn’t notice as civilian after civilian was forcibly restrained by the accompanying military police. She couldn’t hear the angry shouts, the protests, the wailing of some of the women. She was numb, scarcely able to believe what was going on. This was crazy. Was this really how life as she knew it was going to end?

Ma’am?” She felt a touch on her shoulder and the deep voice belonging to her escort sounded concerned. “Are you okay Ma’am?” he asked. “You’ve gone very pale. Are you going to faint? Would you like a glass of water?”

Water?” Melissa sputtered at him incredulously. “The whole world has been turned on in its head and you offer me water? Are you mad?”

Author Bio:
Kelly Dawson loves anything to do with horses, rodeos and cowboys, and loves to get lost in a good book – preferably one containing spanking!
A life-long closet-spanko, Kelly started writing spanking stories on every spare scrap of paper in the house as a child. So when she discovered the internet and spanking romance along with it, she was most excited. But it took her a good decade of devouring these stories before she got up the courage to submit her own. And now, here she is, 5 books later, with a plethora of ideas still to write!
She lives literally at the bottom of the world in the South Island of New Zealand, with her husband, four kids, a dog and a cat.
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The Gunslinger’s Woman – A Guest Visit with Kelly Dawson

THE GUNSLINGER’S WOMAN BY KELLY DAWSON

A hardened gunslinger, a sassy woman. Is his quick draw enough to keep her safe?

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Blurb:

The last thing nineteen-year-old Jeannie Cooper wants is to be a prim and proper lady, so when her older brothers try to send her off to finishing school she runs away from the family ranch to keep them from putting her on the train to Boston. She plans to hide out on the prairie and return in a few days, but things go horribly wrong when she stumbles upon the infamous Mullins gang.

Danny Coulter is a hardened gunslinger with more than enough enemies already, but when he sees a beautiful young woman held captive by outlaws his conscience forces him into action. Rescuing Jeannie turns out to be only the beginning of his troubles, however. Her sass and defiance quickly test the limits of his patience as he endeavors to get her home safely, and before long he is left with little choice but to take her over his knee for a sound spanking.

Though Danny’s firm-handed discipline leaves her bottom sore and her cheeks blushing, Jeannie is nonetheless excited when her brothers offer him a job at the ranch. Soon he is courting her in earnest, and after a local busybody witnesses him giving Jeannie the first bare-bottom spanking of her life, Danny proposes marriage to avoid a scandal. But with the Mullins gang out for revenge, will his quick draw be enough to protect his woman?

Publisher’s Note: The Gunslinger’s Woman includes sexual scenes and spankings. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Excerpt :

She gasped as Danny’s huge, hard hand connected with her bottom, the force of the swat reverberating through her. His hand landed again and she gritted her teeth against the pain, determined not to cry out, lest the townsfolk hear her.

“You need to be taught a lesson in manners, and in controlling your temper,” Danny scolded, punctuating his words with another fiery swat.

Jeannie hissed at the fire that tore through her backside, unable to believe that someone who had been half dead just two days ago was smacking her so thoroughly now. She straightened and stood up as he removed his hand from between her shoulder blades, relieved that it was over so soon.

“No, stay there, this isn’t finished. Take down your pants – you’re going to get this spanking on the bare.”

“No!” Jeannie gasped, horrified. “You can’t!”

“I’m too sore to spank you hard enough to have much of an impact,” Danny said. “So it’s either your bare behind, or I use my belt. What’s it to be?”

What a choice. Jeannie groaned. “It’s having an impact, believe me!” she cried. “It’s hurting a lot!”

Danny looked at her sternly, his dark gaze smouldering as he fixed his eyes on hers, sending electricity rippling down her spine. His stern stare sent heat to her very core. “What’s it to be?” he asked softly, dangerously. “Will you take down your pants or am I taking off my belt?”

The sting Danny’s hand was inflicting through her pants was bad enough, no way did she want to feel it on her bare skin. But his belt? She shuddered at the thought of the leather slapping against her bottom. Even through her heavy canvas pants, she knew it would hurt. The sting in her bottom contradicted his claim that he couldn’t spank her very hard at the moment due to his injury – the thought of his belt against her tender bottom truly scared her.

“I’ll pull my pants down,” she mumbled, her face flushing red with embarrassment. She looked at the ground, hoping Danny wouldn’t see the shame flooding through her.

“Go on then,” he urged her.

Her fingers were shaking as she fumbled with the buttons on her pants, undoing them slowly then pushing them down to her knees. She tugged her short lace drawers down too – the only concession she made to femininity. She shivered as the cool air rippled across her bare skin, kissing her with a chilly breeze. She kept her back to Danny, trying to keep her most intimate places hidden from his view. She was mortified. But despite her shame, she could feel a slickness between her legs that wasn’t there before, and a tingling ache that left her wanting.

“Put your hands back on the wagon and bend over, just as you were before.”

She shook her head. I can’t do this. Panic rose up within her. Maybe she couldn’t escape from her punishment, but neither could she participate in it. If Danny wanted her bent over, he’d have to put her in that position.

Danny’s hand went to his waist. “Do I need to take off my belt?” He looked at her sternly, one eyebrow raised, his dark eyes flashing with impatience.

Inhaling sharply, she shook her head furiously and forced herself to obey. She placed first one hand on the side of the wagon and then the other, fighting to calm her racing heart.

“Good, now bend over.”

Danny’s voice was smooth, a low rumble that sent sparks through her. His hand on the back of her neck, pushing her down, gave her the strength she needed to position herself as he demanded, and she took comfort in the presence of his restraining hand.

The first smack of his hard, rough hand against her bare skin took her breath away. It stung so much more without the protection of her pants. Never had she been spanked on her bare bottom before, and the indignity of it was almost as intolerable as the pain. A second slap followed quickly after the first, and the third one made her cry out.

“Unless you want the townsfolk to witness your spanking, I suggest you keep quiet,” Danny admonished quietly. “You earned this spanking, now you can stand there and take it.”

 

Amazon Buy Link: https://goo.gl/ercXLQ

Author Bio:

Kelly Dawson loves anything to do with horses, rodeos and cowboys, and loves to get lost in a good book – preferably one containing spanking!

A life-long closet-spanko, Kelly started writing spanking stories on every spare scrap of paper in the house as a child. So when she discovered the internet and spanking romance along with it, she was most excited. But it took her a good decade of devouring these stories before she got up the courage to submit her own. And now, here she is, 7 books later, with a plethora of ideas still to write!

She lives literally at the bottom of the world in the South Island of New Zealand, with her husband, four kids, a dog and a cat.

Author Links:

My blog: http://www.kellydawsonauthor.blogspot.co.nz/

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Twitter: https://twitter.com/KELLYDAWSONauth

Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/kellydawsonau/

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