WIP 3/4/2015 – The Cowboy and the Girl In The Hot Pink Chaps – COVER REVEAL – #Cowboys #Spanking #Romance

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RELEASE DATE FRIDAY MARCH 6TH

THE COWBOY AND THE GIRL IN THE HOT PINK CHAPS

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I’m very excited to announce Book Eight of this series, a super hot, titillating tale,  with all the sizzle you can expect between a cool hunky cowboy and a sexy sassy siren.

Set Up

Dot Anderson has been in crush with Matthew Montgomery since she was a skinny, awkward teenager saddled with braces, thick glasses, and short, mousey brown hair.  Hanging around the cafe where he’d stop for coffee, she would pet his dog, Jinx, just to be near him. Time passes, and with her college years behind her, the ugly duckling has blossomed into a swan. Dot becomes Dusty, and with a rare talent for barrel racing, she makes her mark in local shows.  When she bumps into Matt Montgomery after winning the divisional finals, her feelings for him haven’t changed, but to her shock and fury, he doesn’t remember her.  

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I knew it. I knew he wouldn’t remember me. All those times I said hello, all those times I gave Jinx treats and made such a fuss of him, was I completely invisible? I shouldn’t be so angry, I know I looked completely different back then, but I can’t help it. This was such a great win. I should be ecstatic. Licorice and my riding, that’s all I should be thinking about. Okay, that’s it, I’m fine. I’m done with this crap. I have to go and show Auntie Sharon my trophy. Screw him, screw them all.

Squaring her shoulders and taking a deep breath, she opened the door and headed off towards the barn. Being with Licorice, grooming him, making sure he was okay, that would calm her, then she’d go to the trailer and see her aunt.

“Dusty?”

Her gaze had been on nothing. She’d simply been putting one foot in front of the other, and hadn’t spotted Matt leaning against the wall ahead, Jinx at his side.

“Sorry, what?” she frowned looking towards the voice. Matt? No! Seriously? Not again! Please, dear God!

“Hi,” he smiled. “I just wondered if you’d like to have some coffee, or maybe lunch sometime?”

“You can’t be serious?” she glowered.

“Uh, have I offended you?” Matt asked, completely baffled by her reaction.

“Offended me? You’re asking if you’ve offended me?”

“Easy there,” he said lifting his palm in a gesture of surrender as he slowly moved towards her. “If I have, please tell me. Let me make it up to you.”

A bubble began in her gut and moved slowly upwards, gaining power and strength as it traveled. All her years of adoring him from afar, of being the odd one, having no boyfriends or dates, suddenly exploded in a torrent of emotion.

“I wouldn’t have coffee with you if you were the last man on the planet,” she shouted. “You don’t even know me, but you like the long blonde hair, and perfect teeth, and the pink chaps. That’s what you want to have coffee with, not me! You don’t want to have coffee with me! Go and find some dingbat to go have coffee with. Trixie Davenport, that’s your speed, go and find her. I’m sure she’d just love to be seen with the famous Matt Montgomery.”

Out of breath, out of words, and completely overcome, she made a loud grunting noise and hurried away.

“What the hell was that?” Matt muttered.

Jinx, who had been sitting patiently by his side, was not going let his long-lost friend leave without a goodbye, and unexpectedly bounded after her.

“Jinx! What the hell?”

Matt was about to chase after them both, but he paused, slightly shell-shocked.

That was totally bizarre. I should just call Jinx back and let her go. I should, but I don’t think I will. Whatever her problem is, that was totally out of line, and I need to find out what the hell is goin’ on.

Breaking into a jog he managed to catch up to her just as she exited the building, Jinx following along behind.

“Hey,” he called, “hey, wait a second.”

To his relief she stopped, then slowly turned around.

“What?” she snapped.

“I don’t know what I’ve done to upset you, but that temper tantrum-”

“Temper tantrum?” she interrupted glowering at him. “How dare you. Just because you’re a good-looking guy with a fancy truck and money to burn, you think I should be all googly-eyed that you want to go out with me?”

“Googly-eyed?” he exclaimed. “What the heck are you sayin’?”

Jinx, upset that they were raising their voices began to bark, and bending down to pet him, she laid her trophy on the grass.

“Jinxy, don’t worry sweetie,” she said affectionately. “You just have a thoughtless human for an owner.”

“What is wrong with you?” Matt frowned totally bewildered.

“There’s something wrong with me now?” she shrilled jumping to her feet, fighting the tears that threatened to burst at any moment. “There’s nothing wrong with me. I just don’t give a shit about all your money, and if I go out with someone it will because they’re genuinely interested in me, and I know they want to spend time with me because of who I am, not how I look.”

They were suddenly locked, eye to eye, two wild beasts in a standoff.

“You know what you need?” he said quietly, leaning forward, a deep furrow carving his forehead. “You need an old-fashioned, over the knee spankin’.”

“What did you just say?”

“You heard me. You’re upset about somethin’, okay, but damn, girl, the least you can do is tell me what it is. That was nothin’ but a childish outburst.”

“You know what,” she hissed, knowing in one more second she’d dissolve into tears, “maybe you’re right, maybe that was a tantrum, and maybe I do need a spanking, but it sure as hell won’t come from the likes of you.”

Dumbfounded, he watched her pick up her trophy and storm off.

“We’ll see about that,” he called after her. “We’ll just see!”

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Dominance and submission: Attn: DOMS AND SUBS: The Cuckoo Clock- #ASMSG #SPANKING #ROMANCE #FSOG

We all need a good giggle, and honestly, I laughed out loud when I read this.  It was sent to me by a friend in the UK, and it was told to her by a “Miss Scarlet”.  So, Miss Scarlet, whoever and wherever you might be, thank you.

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A sub asked her Master if she could go to a lingerie party with the rest of the subs, promising faithfully to be home by midnight.

The hours passed, the lingerie tried, and the gossip exchanged along with many margaritas joyfully consumed.

It was around 3 a.m., when, a bit loaded, she headed for home.

Creeping through the front door, she was about to walk up the stairs, when, to her horror, the cuckoo clock in the hallway cuckooed three times.

Realizing her Master would be woken up, hear the cuckoo and know how late she was, she cuckooed another nine times. Three cuckoos plus nine cuckoos equals midnight!

Whoo Hoo, she thought, punishment avoided!

Extremely proud of herself (as drunken subs are want to be) for coming up with such a brilliant solution, she snuck up the stairs and slid into bed.

The next morning her Master asked what time she got in.

“Midnight,” she said airily as he moved to their toy cabinet.

“We need a new cuckoo clock,” he remarked.

“We do?” she asked biting her lip.

“Last night,” he began, turning around holding his favorite cane, “our cuckoo clock behaved in a most peculiar manner. It cuckooed three times, then, to my surprise, it spoke.”

“Uh, it, uh, spoke?” she cringed.

“Indeed. It said, ‘oh shit’, then cuckooed four more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, then actually giggled.”

“It did? Are you sure,” she quivered.

“Quite sure, but it didn’t end there. It cuckooed twice more, hiccupped, and then tripped over the hall chair and made a very rude noise!”

 

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BDSM-Spanking-Excerpt: The Strict British Barrister: Act One: Only .99c … 2/27 – 3/3

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“I must be very strict about this, Brittany,” he said sternly. “You have to learn you cannot manipulate me. You did it once and I punished you, and yet you turned around and did it again.”

“I’m sorry,” she mumbled, “really, I am.”

“Let’s start with, I’m sorry, Sir.”

“I’m sorry, Sir,” she repeated, “but I have to explain. I saw this show about Kate Middleton and Prince_”

“You can stop right there,” he said holding up his hand. “Whatever the motivation, you still attempted to manipulate me and it must be dealt with. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir,” she sighed. “Understood.”

“That spanking over my knee I promised you,” he began, “you’ll get it, but it will have far more bite, and I have a couple of other things in mind for you, discipline that I hope will make you think twice before you decide to pull any more stunts.”

“Whatever you say, Sir,” she said softly.

“Indeed,” he said raising his eyebrows. “To start, you’re to go back to your cabin, shower, and change into something you think I’ll like, and come back with whatever you need for the next twenty-four hours. You will not be allowed to leave this cabin. You will consider yourself under house arrest.”

“Yes, Sir,” she nodded.

“You’ll have precisely ten minutes from the time you leave here to pack your bag and return.”

“What should I wear go to my cabin? Those clothes I was wearing last-”

“Those dreadful clothes, they’re gone,” he said, cutting her off as he stood up. “ You’ll have to wear that robe, just as you did before, but I will not be escorting you this time.”

“Should I go now?”

“Yes, immediately, and remember, ten minutes. I would advise you not to keep me waiting.”

“Yes, Sir,” she replied jumping to her feet, and heart pumping she headed for the door.

“Remember, Brittany, ten minutes.”

She wasn’t wearing a watch, so glanced at the clock on the wall, then sending him a nervous smile she headed off to her cabin.

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Dominance and submission: A Cricket Bat To The Groin – #ASMSG #SPANKING #BDSM

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Don’t we all love quotes, especially naughty, sexy quotes, quotes from a spanking Dom or teasing sub, but tonight, after a long week, I wanted to share something a bit different. My tough, crazy, overly curious Brittany, the fractious submissive in The Strict British Barrister: Act Two, has found herself in a spot of bother, but my subs are not weak, and they are most definitely resourceful. Reading this is helping to motivate me forward into another week of Maggie Mayhem. I hope it gives you a lift as well.

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Pushing open the office door he was met by a glowering Brittany, who was already swinging the cricket bat in his direction. It landed with a fierce blow to his groin, and letting out a roar of agony he grabbed his crotch and fell to the floor.

“It’s not smart to mess with a country girl from South Carolina,” she barked, hiding the fact that she was trembling from head to foot. “Don’t you fuckin’ move, or I’ll flatten your balls into pancakes and stuff them up your ass. Now where’s Duncan?”

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Fifty Shades Of Grey – VOX Review – Brilliant #ASMSG #BDSM #FSOG REVIEW

Regardless of how you feel about the books, this review is brilliant and truly hilarious.

(Just my opinion of course).

Fifty Shades of Grey is brilliantly hilarious. But it’s not clear if this was intentional.

Updated by Alex Abad-Santos on February 14, 2015, 11:25 a.m. ET @alex_abads alex@vox.com

Fifty Shades of Grey might be the greatest bait-and-switch ever perpetrated on Americans.

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Fifty Shades of Grey might be the greatest bait-and-switch ever perpetrated on Americans.

Since 2011, when the first book in E.L. James’s trilogy was released, we have endlessly heard about how readers (primarily women) were consuming James’s novels, even though they were written in a style that might be called “word salad with lite-BDSM dressing.” The words were meant to make you blush — and keep reading chapter after chapter, like a competitive eater reaching down for the next set of chicken wings.

It comes as a surprise, then, that the filmmakers went in a completely opposite direction. The first Fifty Shades movie is a surprisingly hilarious piece of cinema that’s equal parts sci-fi and romantic comedy.

What began as a tale of a young woman falling in love with an older gentleman with kinky tastes has morphed and twisted in the hands of director Sam Taylor-Johnson into a story that involves a young, weather-manipulating woman who falls in love with a teleporting incubus whose greatest weakness is the banal pleasure of contract law.

Dakota Johnson is a comedic genius

Our heroine, Anastasia Steele, is played by Dakota Johnson as mumbly and mousy. Physically, we’re meant to see this weather witch is awkward because she sports a set of unbecoming bangs and has a penchant for dressing in a fashion that seems to be openly combative to the occasion. On the night she’s supposed to “go out,” for instance, she wears a t-shirt.

But she also, apparently, has superpowers. Throughout the film, the weather reflects Ana’s mood. When she cries, the storms pour. When she’s happy, the Seattle clouds separate, and golden hues drape the city. And when she’s sexually aroused, the sky blesses her with a gentle drizzle.

It’s unclear whether or not Steele is aware of her weather-manipulating properties in the same way that it is unclear to what degree Johnson is willfully satirizing and subverting the story. One thing’s clear, though: her deadpan delivery of lines like “Are you going to make love to me now?” or “What is a butt plug?” is hilarious.

In the books’ nascent stages, they were Twilight fan fiction. Ana was originally that series’ terminally bland protagonist, Bella. But Johnson gives Ana gory bits of humanity, giving a deeply funny, amusingly awkward performance that recalls, of all people, Michael Cera in Superbad.

Jamie Dornan is very serious

Johnson’s comedy is further enhanced by her paramour. Jamie Dornan plays the strange billionaire/creature known as Christian Grey. The two actors often feel like they’re stuck in different films. Dornan spends much of the movie furiously knitting his brow and glaring with his cold eyes, while Johnson comedically fluffs up the pensive scenes Dornan tries to ground.

Though Christian has an extended family and though he is seen driving cars and doing things normal humans do, it’s all just appears to be an elaborate cover, as he is really a glamorous, shadowy specter who exists beyond our comprehension. There are multiple scenes where Grey manifests himself out of nowhere. He is not seen or heard entering houses, hardware stores, and hotels through conventional means like doors. It’s not readily clear that Christian knows what a door even is.

Christian offers telltale signs that he typically lives in shadows. For starters, he rides shotgun with his manservant Taylor. Everyone knows you sit in back when being driven by your manservant.

Further, Christian doesn’t seem to eat a full meal in the film, though there are two semi-important dining scenes, and there is one scene where he is able to communicate with Ana while she sleeps, just by talking out loud in the same room. Grey also has the ability to text and drive at the same time without causing accidents on human roadways.

Christian having a paranormal nature would also explain why he has “singular” tastes. He seems bound to our world by a magic document called “the contract.” Like the Sea-Witch in The Little Mermaid, his document needs Ana’s signature, and until it’s signed, it binds Grey, forbidding him to inflict harm upon others in pursuit of pleasure for himself. The enduring power of this document is what the movie wraps itself around. There is so much negotiation.

All jokes aside, this alien quality is what makes Dornan so effective as Christian. Humanity seems foreign to Dornan’s Christian, which makes sense of a character who could be completely empty.

Caught in a bad romance

There are other signs Steele and Grey are living in a dystopian future. Google does not exist. Ana uses a flip phone, and at one point, she’s given a new computer but not a new phone, perhaps signaling that smart phones have gone extinct. Street parking is relatively easy to find, a possible sign that cars have gone extinct too. Grey mentions “African charity work,” possibly alerting us to the idea that Africa is one, giant super-country now.

Were these touches intentional? It’s impossible to know. We do know that Taylor-Johnson and James didn’t get along. Perhaps Taylor-Johnson has created one of the most elaborate, slow-baked revenge plots of history by injecting comedy and weird, almost sci-fi touches into what was meant to be a filmic adaptation of a too-self-serious pulp novel.

And if those touches were intentional, it makes the film all the better, a surprising success. Seen through the lens of a sci-fi romantic comedy about a man who’s barely human and the awkward woman who comes to love him, Fifty Shades is a masterpiece of subversion and dark humor — and much, much better than anything our kinky minds could have imagined.

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HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY #ASMSG #BDSM #ROMANCE

Wishing you warm, wonderful kisses,

lingering heartfelt hugs,

and

a bevy of butterflies bursting in your stomach

as he slowly peels off your clothes.

Wishing you slow, tickling caresses,

hands pinning your wrists

and

goose bumps galore

as his fondling fingers pepper your skin

with hot, sweetly stinging smacks.

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY

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My Sexy Saturday – THE STRICT BRITISH BARRISTER: ACT TWO – #ASMSG #SPANKING #BDSM #ROMANCE

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HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY

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Brittany and Duncan have returned in a deliciously decadent story, filled with romance, bondage, discipline and more. Duncan believes he can lead Brittany deeper into the world of BDSM, and with seductive Dominant skill, he introduces her to some of his favorite prurient pleasures, but a misunderstanding disrupts their happy holiday. Brittany runs off, leaving Duncan filled with confusion and despair. He has no way of knowing where she might be, or how to find her. Alone and vulnerable in a strange city, Brittany is hurt, upset and vulnerable. Will Brittany manage to stay out of harms way? Can Duncan find her before she gets herself in trouble? If they are reunited, will they find their Happily Ever After? The Strict British Barrister: Act Two, is a tantalizing love story filled with surprises, spanking, romance and salacious sex. A tale that takes the reader from the exclusive Claridges Hotel in Knightsbridge, to a stately manor called Andover Abbey in the heart of the English countryside, a place where the word ‘naughty’ takes on a whole new meaning.

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Walking slowly forward, doing his best to curb the rising excitement in his trousers, Duncan nodded approvingly at Brittany as she stood motionless in the sparkling black and gold corset. “Is it comfortable? How do you feel?” “I feel weak at the knees,” she moaned, her eyes shining as she gazed up at him, “now I know what that means.” “When I turned around and saw you,” he breathed, “I felt something, something almost indescribable, as if I’d seen you wearing that corset before, or I’d seen you in a corset very much like it. “I felt it too, when the dresser was lacing me up. The minute I looked at myself in the mirror I felt almost dizzy. It was the strangest thing. Duncan, this is one of those moments, one of those special moments.” “Yes, Brittany, it is, and tonight I’ll tell you about the portrait.”

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I hope you enjoyed this sexy snippet. I can’t imagine a more romantic Valentine’s Day, than a delicious Dominant taking me to an exclusive lingerie shop and buying me a gorgeous corset.

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FSOG – Hilarious Spoof Video – Steve Buscemi #ASMSG #FSOG #HUMOR

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This is brilliant. Hope you enjoy it!

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BDSM: Fifty Shades Of Grey: What Does It Really Mean? #ASMSG #FSOG #BDSM #ROMANCE #SPANKING

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For months, weeks and days, the hype has been escalating. For those of us who write in the D/s, D/D, BDSM, erotic, romance genre, the success of this (ahem) novel, has been nothing short of  eye-popping, head-scratching and gut-churning. We are haunted by the constant, endless, meandering question, “what the ???”

We all have something to say about it, the good, the bad and the everything in-between.

If it’s possible, let’s put the emotion aside for one minute. Step back from our opinion of what we actually think about the (ahem) novel, take a deep breath, and think about the question.

What does it really mean?

Over 100 million copies sold.

Over 250 million views of the trailer.

STOP.  Read that again!  (I know, it’s painful, but try.)

Wait a second, isn’t it wrong for a man to spank a woman? Isn’t it dreadful for a man to dare tell a woman what she must or must not do? Isn’t it cruel, depraved even, to blindfold a woman during sex? Bondage! Good Grief, Charlie Brown, how dare you tie Lucy to that bed. What is wrong with you? Are you morally corrupt? Have you taken leave of your senses? You’ll be arrested, and you should be, you decadent, licentious, nasty boy!

What does the crazy success of this (ahem) novel really mean?

It means, that for every five people who scoff, and frown, and claim to despise our delicious way of life, at least half of them are lying. It means that the scowling woman in the bookstore is probably wishing she had the courage to buy the book and take it home, but God Forbid someone might see it, and…judge her!!!

For several years I dated a vanilla man. The mere thought of tying me up was abhorrent. Why then, did I see him skulking around the FSOG book display just a few months ago?  Idle curiosity? Perhaps, but what I felt when I scanned his face was shame. If I was right, how sad is that? Just the thought of engaging in some bits and pieces of BDSM is shameful?  How does this relate to the question? Keep reading.

What does the crazy success of this (ahem) novel really mean?

It means this politically correct world in which we find ourselves, this world of frowns, and disparaging remarks for those of us brave enough to live our lives honestly, is one big fat lie!

Don’t go getting your knickers in a twist. Of course there are those that simply don’t understand the pleasure that can be found in pain, or the thrill of sensory deprivation, the intense gratification of kneeling before a man, (or, if you are so inclined, having a person, man or woman, kneeling before you), but the numbers are obviously, seriously, tragically skewed!  The proof is in the pudding, or rather, the sales. There are FAR more people who are interested, enticed, and titillated by D/s and/or BDSM, than the powers in the world want us to believe.

That, IMHO, is what the crazy success of this (ahem) novel means, and it’s a very big deal.

Just my opinion, and I’m sure I’ll be hearing from many folks who will stamp their feet and raise their fist in disagreement, and they are allowed! (Of course, this begs the question, how many of those protestors have the book sitting on their iPad, having been read and discarded for a better, more compelling and interesting book in the same vein?)

They can protest, but the facts speak for themselves.

100 million copies sold,

250 million views of the trailer.

I rest my case.

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Dominance and submission – Than This – Romantic Dominant/Maggie Carpenter #ASMSG #BDSM #ROMANCE

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Than This – Romantic Dominant

Response – Maggie Carpenter

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There is nothing

I want more

than this.

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There is nothing

I want more

than this

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Your hair

a dark storm

on a white sheet.

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Your eyes

glinting with secrets

locking mine.

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Your body

perfection

beneath my hands.

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My body,

melting

under your touch.

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Your heart

beating fast

for this moment.

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Breathless,

alive,

sparking.

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There is nothing

I want more

than you.

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There is nothing

I want more

than you

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