Sweet Little Gypsy - A Pleasurable Spanking

Hi, everyone!

I hope you're all doing well.

I'm doing all right.

I've started working on my query

for  my YA novel,

VENGEANCE JONES,

again, and I'm also working on

CAITLIN AND THE CATCHER,

Book 5 in the Baseball Brides series.

Today's tidbit is another from,

SWEET LITTLE GYPSY.

I hope you enjoy it.

XOXO,

Angie

He comes back into my room and sits back down on the chair. I’m sure I’ll be spanked now, but no, all he does it sit there.
“You came when I smacked your behind.”
“Yes.”
“Then being spanked is pleasing to you?”
“Sometimes.”
“Would you like me to give you a light spanking now? Send you to bed with a warm, pink bottom?” “All right.”
“Then come here and get over my lap.”
I do, and the truth is, I love being over his lap, even when I know I’m about to be punished. I feel so close to him here, so loved.

Blurb:

When handsome Lord Davenport finds a young gypsy woman camping out on his property, he captures her and takes her home, with the intention of making her his little.  She is bathed, dressed like a proper young girl, and put into the nursery.  He discovers she is woefully ignorant and totally innocent, and vows to teach her, both in the schoolroom and the bedroom.  He also introduces her to the concept of strict discipline, and she frequently finds herself over his lap.  Can he tame the wild Gypsy, or will she slip right through his fingers and make good her escape?  Find out here and here.  Don't forget to check out all the other blogs, which are listed below.

Sweet Little Gypsy - Erotic Spanking II

Hi, everyone!

I hope you've all had a good week.

I sure did. 

Wednesday night,  my husband took me to see

Apocalyptica.  

We had a great time.

Anyway, there is no spanking in this week's snippet per se,

but the action's happening during Gypsy's erotic spanking.

I hope you all enjoy it.

XOXO,

Angie

My hips are up off his lap now, and I arch my back to stay that way. He snakes a hand underneath me, so he can reach my bud more easily, and he flicks at it, making a jolt run through my body. I want to lower myself to rub, but he won’t allow it, He just flicks my bud again and again. When I finally feel like I’ll go crazy if he doesn’t do something, he again uses the phallus like a man’s member, slowly at first, and then he gradually picks up speed. It feels wonderful, but I know I can’t come from this alone, I need the stimulation to my bud.
“Please,” I tell him.
“No. This game is called ‘withheld orgasms.’”
“No, please. I must have one."

Blurb:

When handsome Lord Davenport finds a young gypsy woman camping out on his property, he captures her and takes her home, with the intention of making her his little.  She is bathed, dressed like a proper young girl, and put into the nursery.  He discovers she is woefully ignorant and totally innocent, and vows to teach her, both in the schoolroom and the bedroom.  He also introduces her to the concept of strict discipline, and she frequently finds herself over his lap.  Can he tame the wild Gypsy, or will she slip right through his fingers and make good her escape?  Find out here and here.  Don't forget to check out all the other blogs, which are listed below.

Sweet Little Gypsy - An Erotic Spanking

Hi, everyone.

I hope you're all doing well today.

It's nice here again,

so I will probably do a little gardening.

In today's snippet, Gypsy is starting

to relish her kinky side.

Here's the snippet, so enjoy!

XOXO,

Angie

“Never leave me, Gypsy. I couldn’t bear it.”
“I won’t, Daddy.”
His voice is slow and hypnotic, and I feel as if I’m in a dream or a trance. He’s still caressing my bottom, me draped over his lap and waiting. I wish he’d brought the paddle, because I can really use a hard one right now.
He starts in, spanking me very lightly, but light isn’t what I need right now. What I need, what I really need, is to be spanked to tears, and I don’t even know why. I’m afraid of seeming odd, though, so I don’t tell him at first. What I do instead is heave a sigh.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Don’t play games with me, Gypsy. Just tell me what’s wrong.”
“I need...I need the paddle.”

Blurb:

When handsome Lord Davenport finds a young gypsy woman camping out on his property, he captures her and takes her home, with the intention of making her his little.  She is bathed, dressed like a proper young girl, and put into the nursery.  He discovers she is woefully ignorant and totally innocent, and vows to teach her, both in the schoolroom and the bedroom.  He also introduces her to the concept of strict discipline, and she frequently finds herself over his lap.  Can he tame the wild Gypsy, or will she slip right through his fingers and make good her escape?  Find out here and here.  Don't forget to check out all the other blogs, which are listed below.

The Brat and the Brainiac II Excerpt

Hi, Everyone.

Here's a little teaser from

The Brat and the Brainiac II.

Enjoy!

XOXO,

Angie

Vanessa comes and gets into position and waits for me to begin.

            She’s right that I can’t hurt her.  Not only can I not bring myself to, she’s a different kind of woman than Miranda is, and she never cries when she’s being spanked.  In fact, it actually just turns her on.  And I have to spank her quite differently than Miranda, too.  She likes to be spanked fast and hard until she starts moaning and groaning, and then she likes a little break before I start up again.  This time, I think I’ll spank her slowly and deliberately, and talk a bunch of stuff to her to make her feel like she’s being punished.

            I smack her ass two firm times, one on each cheek.  She arches her back, waiting for the next blow to fall, but of course, there isn’t one.  Not right away, that is.  I know she’s digging this, and I’m digging it, too, so I set out to tease her a little.

            “Come on,” she tells me.  “I don’t have time for all this.”

            “Why?  Where else do you need to go?”

            “Nowhere.  I just don’t want to lie here all day.”

            “You want it fast and hard, like normal?”

            “Yes.”

            “Too bad.”

            I pop her butt a couple more times, but the blows are obviously insufficient to get her into the right frame of mind because she acts like she’s going to get up.

            “Oh, no you don’t.  Get back down there.”

            “Then do it right.”

            “Just slow your roll.  I’ll get there when I’m ready to, and not before.”

            “I swear to God, Tommy, you are the most aggravating--”

            She breaks off because I smack her bottom a couple more times.

            “I never met such a bossy woman before.”

            “Just go.”

            “All right.”

            I start spanking her, still slower than she likes, but a little faster than before, and I gradually increase the speed and force of the blows.  Jason probably knows some mathematical equation to express it with, I think fleetingly. 

            She’s breathing heavy, sort of like I’m knocking the wind out of her, but I keep on anyway, picking up speed now.  I know she’s close to breaking when she suddenly lets out a squeal.

            I stop and let her catch her breath, but I don’t let her come to earth entirely before I start in again, and I don’t take as long as before to get to full speed.  I turn her this way and that to be sure I’ve covered every inch of her bottom, and before too long she squeals again. 

            “Already?” I ask.  Why don’t you get up and take everything below the waist off?”

            She gets up off my lap and struggles a little undressing herself, but soon, she’s back for more. 

Update: Contract Signed

Hi, everyone!

Well,

I've signed the

contract for

"The Brat and the Brainiac."

We still might change the name, though.

I'll keep you in the loop.

Until next time,

XOXO,

Angie

Brattitudes (Excerpt)

Hi, Everyone!

This week I have an excerpt of my story, "The Not-So-French Maid,"

from the book I am currently working on called Brattitudes.

Please enjoy!

The Not-So-French Maid

        I took the feather duster and went into the living room.  I bent myself over the arm of James’s chair, just to see what it was like, pretending I was even now over his lap, James swatting my upturned butt contentedly.  I pretended to thrash around and sob, but the hard chair arm was nothing like his warm, soft lap, so I gave up.

      A sudden inspiration struck me and I went back into the bedroom to get the container of baby powder I kept in there.  I brought it back out with me to the living room and I poured some into my hand, blowing it onto the coffee table to simulate household dust.  I did that with all the other furniture, too, and then I returned the powder to its rightful place.

Thanks for stopping by, and I hope you enjoyed this little snippet.

Once it's published, I'll make sure you guys get the buy link so you can read the whole story,
and the other three stories in the book.

Please be a sweetheart and visit the other authors' blogs.
You can find them here.

While you're at it,
why not check out my last book,
"So Spankable!"
which can be found here.