The F Word

No, not that word (although I love that word!): I'm talking about the other F word.

Feminism.

People talk about it a lot. It's a very interesting word. It makes some people very angry* and other people (like me) feel very happy, as it means we can have freedom and jobs and our own money and, y'know, all that good stuff.

Do you want some consent with that?

Punishment, discipline, non-consent... these are the kinks most likely to bring people to my books. I'm not knocking it: these are three of my kinks as well. The concept of being taken to task by a strong disciplinarian who will hold me down if necessary and dispense justice as he/she sees fit?

Nom.

Fucking sign me up.

However (and it's a really big however), writing non-consent scenarios within the concept of a love story is something I really struggle with. Why? Because - to put it bluntly - I think people who hit other people without their consent are total dicks. Like, complete abusive arseholes. Like seriously, it's not ok.

Ellen's first time

Captain Thomas Edwards - hero of Claimed By The Captain - is very much a man of action: a spank-first-talk-later kind of guy.

Our heroine, Ellen Makepeace, however, believes that rules are made to be broken.

When fate brings them together, they have barely exchanged more than a few words before the following scene unfolds in the Captain's chamber...

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He hadn’t expected her to give in easily and so he wasn’t surprised when she attempted to dart past him and get to the door.

“Oh, no, you don’t,” he said, catching her around the waist with one arm. She let out an incoherent cry of outrage and tried in vain to wrench herself free. Thomas could feel her heart pounding against his arm.

Kathy gets a spanking

Here is an excerpt from my new novel, The Soldier's Girl.

Enjoy... ;-)

Frank positioned her to his liking and, even through her mounting panic, she loved the feeling of his strong hands manhandling her naked body. He wasn’t rough but neither was he entirely gentle and Kathy was reminded of the night they had first met when he had thrown her up over his shoulder without so much as a by-your-leave.

Kathy gasped as she felt Frank’s other leg press up against the back of her thighs, pinning her in place, and then her whole body went still as she felt the cool smooth wood of the clothes brush resting on her bare bottom.

“Why are you being punished, Kathleen?”

Looking for a wartime spanking romance?

Of course you are, because that's not niche or obscure at all... ;-)

Behold: Book Three! (proof that, far from being a fluke, this whole writing spanking novels activity is now *most definitely a thing*)

Upon hearing an air raid siren while enjoying a night out in wartime London, Kathy Phipps does what she has grown accustomed to doing—she ignores it. To her surprise, however, she is promptly tossed over the shoulder of handsome American army officer Frank Davis and carried away from the dance hall moments before it is destroyed by the bombing.

Claimed by the Captain

Long time, no blog (*again*).

And now I'm only back because I want to tell you about my new book.

(I know: it's ok to be angry with me).

So...

*drum roll*

...here is the book that proves that me writing a whole novel all the way through WASN'T A FLUKE!

Yay :-).

When Captain Thomas Edwards returns home after twenty years at sea to take ownership of the White Hart Inn following the death of his father, he has not even reached the edge of the village before he comes across a miscreant stealing apples from a local farmer’s orchard. Upon discovering that the thief is a young woman named Ellen who has been employed in his father’s inn for years, he considers it his responsibility to bare her bottom and spank her soundly.