A STRICT DADDY#SATSPANKS#AGEPLAYROMANCE

Welcome back to my blog!! This week I'm switching things up with a snippet from Their Strict Daddies. In this teaser, Josh is giving Becca an important reminder about being nice to one of the other authors on this trip. Hope you enjoy!!

 

Josh took her by the hand and positioned her over the side of the bed. “Lift up your dress and slide those panties down, please,” he said softly, opening the end table drawer.

As she complied, the loud snap of a latex glove prepared her what was to come without turning around. As her husband’s wet finger slowly rubbed and teased her smooth rear entrance, she whimpered and squirmed in a small show of defiance, earning her a brisk swat of disapproval.

“Be still, young lady.”

Josh seductively moved his finger in and out of her bottom hole, delving his digit a little deeper than usual. Finally, he stopped to reach into the drawer again, and she watched in disbelief as he pulled out a shiny object.

“Oh my God. That looks like an implement straight out of a Max Bowman book.  Has he been giving you punishment ideas?” Her body snapped upright as he walked behind her.

“Get back into position, please,” he said, placing his hand on the small of her back. “I’m going to insert this instrument into your tight little tushy, and there it will stay while we eat dinner with the others.  I think it will be appropriate for you to squirm with this inside your bottom while our new friends watch.  Maybe the discomfort will help you become more sensitive to Lizzy’s feelings.” He paused to let her reflect for a moment on his quick lecture. “Now be a good girl, reach back and separate your cheeks for me.” Josh generously lubed the shiny butt plug, touching the cool steely tip to her warm, smooth anus before gently pushing it in between her soft mounds.

“This is not an appropriate punishment for a little girl,” she muttered under her breath.

“Since you’re not able to check the time, let me advise you that it’s not five o’clock yet.  Naturally, that means you’re still eligible for adult discipline.”

“And I’m missing my designated time to write,” she added defiantly, attempting to stand.

He kept a firm hand on the small of her back. “You usually think on your feet, Becca. Unfortunately, you were a little off balance today.”

Squeezing her eyes shut - she finally relented, blowing out a dramatic deep breath as the cool, steel instrument stretched and burned, moving through the narrowed, dark channel until her sphincter finally accepted it. “It’s bad enough that you bought this thing,” she spat out through clenched teeth, “but bringing it on vacation was just pure evil.”

“Unfortunately, my naughty little girl’s mouth never closes at the right time.  At least we can count on the fact that you’re consistent.” His tone was light as he removed the glove and gently tugged on the plug.

“Can I please get up now?  Maybe I could at least write a couple of chapters before dinner.”

“The only place you’ll be going, is to assume your position in the corner while I go look for a hairbrush.”  He swatted each soft buttock with the palm of his hand before guiding her off the bed. “And let’s get rid of these,” he said, helping her to step out of the panties around her ankles. “Your bottom will be bare under your dress at dinner tonight.”

And now for the blurb:

When bestselling author Max Bowman invites two female writers to collaborate with him on a book, he brings his wife Chrissy along on a beach vacation with his two co-authors and their husbands. Like Max, both of the other men are firm believers in the idea that sometimes a woman needs her husband to be her strict daddy as well, even if that means taking her over his knee for good, hard, bare-bottom spanking when she has been naughty.

 

As the couples settle in to enjoy their vacation, however, something seems amiss, and they begin to suspect that someone may be stalking them. Determined to keep their wives safe, the three firm-handed husbands make it clear that little girls who disobey their daddies and run off on their own end up with blushing cheeks and bottoms which are sore from more than just a spanking. But can the group figure out what is going on before it is too late and their plans for a relaxing getaway end in disaster?

Thanks so much for coming to see me! Hope you all have a great week!! ~ Shelly

KEEP YOUR BOTTOM UP#SATSPANKS#AGEPLAYROMANCE

Hi and welcome back to my blog! In His Firm Hand, Paul Fazio decided that he and Michele should practice some teenage age-play antics on the weekends when she's not working. In last week's teaser, Michele knows she's about to pay the price for canceling a yearly appointment with her gynecologist and is in trouble because she lied about having a fever. In case you missed it, catch a recap of that teaser here! Hope you enjoy!!

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“You might want to lose the attitude,” Paul suggested as he approached with the dreaded implement that was about to invade her rectum.

“I can’t believe you’re doing this. Do I need to remind you that adults don’t have their temperature taken this way?”

“I did go to medical school, and I'm aware of the proper way to take a temperature. But since you acted like a baby, I’ve decided to treat you like one. Now, let’s see if you really do have a fever, shall we?”

“Oohh!” Michele squealed and squirmed as the slick, cool bulbous tip of the thermometer slid into her anus effortlessly.  There was no pain involved, but the embarrassment of having her temperature taken rectally by her husband made it difficult for her body to remain in position.

Paul held the thermometer with one hand and stilled her bottom with the other.  “Try to relax. It will only be in for a few more minutes,” he promised, twirling it between his thumb and forefinger for a dramatic effect.

Michele softly moaned but didn’t utter a word.  She knew he was driving a point home and decided not to make it worse for herself.

When Paul finally slid the warm, wet instrument out of her bottom, she sighed.  “Is it normal?” she asked, knowing the answer.

“Yep.  As I suspected, there isn’t a thing wrong with you.”  

Michele started to move off the bed, but Paul immediately placed his heavy hand on her lower back. “Stay put. I’m not finished, yet,” he said quietly before wiping the thermometer off with an alcohol swab. She turned her head to see what he was up to and grimaced as she watched him pull a latex glove from the box. In seconds, he was wearing it and generously lubing his finger.

“I don’t believe this is happening …”

“Turn your head and keep your bottom up.”  When she complied, he slid his finger into her tight little hole all the way up to his knuckle.

“Not so deep,” Michele whined.

“Shush,” Paul said sternly.  “Would you rather I insert a plug?”

“Oh my God, you own one?”

He pulled his finger out and roughly pushed it back into her anus. “I certainly do,” Paul stated proudly, moving his finger in and out with a steady rhythm. “In fact, I own three.  Would you like to try one on for size, or are you going to behave?”

“I’ll behave,” she grumbled.

Paul removed his finger and took off the glove.  “Good, and now for that sound spanking I promised you.” 

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And now for the blurb:

When his twenty-five-year-old wife, Michele, drinks two beers on an empty stomach after an especially frustrating day at work and then drives home more than a little tipsy, Paul Fazio realizes he has to step in before things get out of control. He decides it is time to bring back the rules and consequences that governed their relationship in the past, enforced by his firm hand applied to his beautiful bride’s bare bottom as often as he feels it necessary.

Paul’s stern discipline and loving dominance quickly prove to be just what Michele has been missing, but his plans for her extend well beyond a bright red, sore bottom when her behavior warrants it. What his headstrong young wife needs is not only a devoted husband, but a strict daddy as well.

Soon enough Michele is living the life of a bratty teenager each day when she gets home from work, and Paul is giving her both the hard, bare-bottom spankings and the gentle comfort and reassurance that she needs. But can she ever truly put aside her stress and relax in her daddy’s loving arms, trusting that no matter how much she acts out she will always be his little girl?

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That's it for now! Hope you all have a great week! ~ Shelly

I'M GOING TO TAN YOUR HIDE#SATSPANKS#AGEPLAYROMANCE

Hi and welcome back to my blog! In His Firm Hand, Paul Fazio decided that he and Michele should practice some age-play antics on the weekends when she's not working. For a recap of last week's post - Michele canceled her yearly exam with the gynecologist, claiming she had a fever and Paul was not pleased.  Since this is a continuation of that scene, if you missed it or need a refresher, you can view it here.  Hope you enjoy ;)

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Michele walked into their bedroom and blinked twice.  The bed was stripped of the puffy duvet and their colorful sheets were replaced with a brand new, crisp white one.  Strategically placed on top of the tightly fitted fabric was a disposable square sheet of blue plastic.  Staring in disbelief across the room, their end table that once held her Kindle and a night lamp, now displayed a box of latex gloves and large jar of lubricant with a rectal thermometer sticking out in the middle of it.  With her mind reeling, she didn’t hear Paul quietly approach her from behind.

“Take all your clothes off and put this on.  I want it open in the back,” Paul instructed, holding a short blue, cotton dressing gown with a paisley print.

“You can’t be serious.”

He crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes.

“Never mind, I see that you are,” she deadpanned.

After grabbing the flimsy-looking gown, she unbuttoned and slid her jeans down before carefully stepping out of them.  Bending over, she made sure her husband had a good view of her bottom and seductively wiggled it before placing her pants on the chair beside the bed. 

Paul stood motionless, watching his wife take off her shirt and bra as he patiently waited for her to slip into the light blue gown.

“Where in the hell did you get this stunning shmata?  Used Gowns R Us?” Her blue eyes rolled as her hind end felt a cool breeze wafting down from the ceiling fan.

“Turn around, please.”

Michele swiveled and closed her eyes as Paul’s large palm cracked loudly across her soft backside.

“Ouch! What was that for?”

“Maybe I wasn't clear when I asked for all your clothes to come off.  Slide. Those. Panties. Down," he said, enunciating each word slowly.  "Then you can make yourself comfortable on the bed raising your bottom nice and high for me.  I’m going to take your temperature.”

“Jesus,” she growled.

“Excuse me?  Do you really think this is a good time for sass, young lady?”

“No, sir,” she mumbled, lowering her panties before getting into the embarrassing position on the bed.

Paul rubbed and patted her backside.  “I’m going to tan your hide good and red for canceling your appointment and lying to Dr. Sippora’s receptionist.  But that will come later.”

“I can hardly wait,” Michele said facetiously under her breath, raising her ass high in the air before turning her warm cheek onto the covered mattress. She really had more to say, but decided he’d probably heard enough as she watched him walk over to the night table to prepare the thermometer. 

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And now for the blurb:

When his twenty-five-year-old wife, Michele, drinks two beers on an empty stomach after an especially frustrating day at work and then drives home more than a little tipsy, Paul Fazio realizes he has to step in before things get out of control. He decides it is time to bring back the rules and consequences that governed their relationship in the past, enforced by his firm hand applied to his beautiful bride’s bare bottom as often as he feels it necessary.

Paul’s stern discipline and loving dominance quickly prove to be just what Michele has been missing, but his plans for her extend well beyond a bright red, sore bottom when her behavior warrants it. What his headstrong young wife needs is not only a devoted husband, but a strict daddy as well.

Soon enough Michele is living the life of a bratty teenager each day when she gets home from work, and Paul is giving her both the hard, bare-bottom spankings and the gentle comfort and reassurance that she needs. But can she ever truly put aside her stress and relax in her daddy’s loving arms, trusting that no matter how much she acts out she will always be his little girl?

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That's it for now! Hope you all have a great week! ~ Shelly