Coming Soon: Melting Silver #Satspanks

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It’s Saturday and time for the most fun blog hop of the week.  The only complaint with #Satspanks is how brief we need to make our snippets.  Trust me, it’s hard as an author to pick the right excerpt to share.  Let me know how you think I did this week.

We are in the final countdown to my next release.  Melting Silver is the eleventh book in the awesome Red Petticoat Saloon Series and will be released this coming Wednesday.  If you’ve missed my posts the last few days, I’m doing a series spotlight on the first ten books in the series.  The best part is all books can be read as a stand alone and all have their own HEA.   Without further ado, in honor of #SatSpanks,here is a snippet from Silver’s first trip over Charlie’s lap.

13843437_634383540060770_2077948506_oSnippet:

“Emelie. Look at me.”

His voice wasn’t angry, but was forceful. It was hard to ignore his instruction, even though she was afraid of what she’d see in his expression.

When she’d complied he prodded her, “Are you afraid of me?”

The truth surprised even her. “No. Not really.”

“I’m glad. Even knowing that I’m going to discipline you?”

“I’m only afraid of the beating. Not you.”

Anger flared in his eyes. “Let’s straighten one thing out right now, young lady. No one does any beating in this house. Ever. Not Nettie, not the customers, not even Gabe and certainly not me. Got it?”

Genuine confusion consumed her. She was already on edge, but she couldn’t stop to worry about the small nuances between words like beat and discipline. To her clenching bottom it all felt like the same thing.

“Emelie? I asked you a question.”

She was beginning to see the side of Charlie that Jewel had warned her was there. “Yes, sir.”

“You don’t look like you believe me,” he prodded.

“It’s just… well, I’m confused is all.”

Charlie crossed to sit on the edge of her bed. “Then let me help you. I’m going to give you a spanking. It’s meant to be a punishment that will help you learn a lesson and will keep you safe. While I may roast your bottom, in the end you will be forgiven and the slate wiped clean.”

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Blurb:

Emelie Svennson’s dream is to sing on stage. When a musical troupe passes through her home in Wisconsin, she believes her dream will be fulfilled when the leader invites her to be the star of his show. By the time she realizes he is nothing more than an abusive bully and her dream is now her nightmare, she finds herself stranded in San Francisco with no money and on the run from the law.  As she tries to make her way home to her family, she stops in Culpepper Cove and is drawn to the amazing melodies coming from the Red Petticoat Saloon.  The handsome piano player is almost as remarkable as his music.

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Charlie Walker adores all of the gems he works with, but from the minute he meets Emelie, he knows there is something special about her. As much as he wants her to stay in Culpepper Cove, the thought of her putting on red petticoats and entertaining men upstairs as Silver cuts him to the core.

As their pasts clash, Charlie will have to work hard to convince his new gem that he will not only love and honor her, but that he won’t hesitate to drag her across his knee for a bare-bottomed spanking that promises to warm more than just her backside.  Can he convince the woman with the voice of an angel that dreams can come true?

Available on Wednesday, August 24th!

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Series Spotlight: The Red Petticoat Saloon ~ Part 2

Part two of a five part series.

I was thrilled to be invited to participate in the Red Petticoat Saloon Series. My publisher, Blushing Books, is known for hot historicals and westerns so it was no surprise that the hottest D/s series of the year are Jewel’s Gems and the dominant men who love them.

13843437_634383540060770_2077948506_oGet the 411 on the Red Petticoat Saloon:

  • Set in the Culpepper Cove, California high in the Sierras in the 1850 gold rush.
  • The series follows Madam Jewel and her entire stable of high-paid call-girls who take their job of keeping the men of Culpepper Cove happy seriously.
  • You’ll adore watching each ‘gem’ find their happily ever after.
  • Best of all, each book can be read as a stand-alone and do not need to be read in order.
  • Like previous successful Blushing series like Corbin’s Bend, many of the characters you fall in love with stay in town and appear in future stories.

Over the next week leading up to the release of my contribution to the series, I’ll be highlighting the ten books that are already out and available.  Of course I’ve read them all and can’t wait to share them with you.

51C2ZWibndLBook Three:

His Little Lapsis by Renee Rose

Blurb:

Once a respectable young governess, Louise Small tumbled from society’s grace after her employer forced himself on her. She wound up at The Red Petticoat playing Little Lapis Lazuli, a submissive who dresses like a girl and offers her bottom up for frequent spankings.

She enjoys her new identity, so far removed from the prim governess she’d been, but she longs for a real daddy—one who is kind and caring, yet willing to administer real discipline. When she spies Culpepper Cove’s Mayor interacting with his young niece, she knows he’s just the sort of man she wants. But his disdain for her and her profession put them in conflict.

Letting go of her little self, she reverts to the proper, fine-mannered governess to win his attention. But at what cost? With her little side squashed, and no hope of being accepted in polite society, she hardly knows who to be or what kind of life to lead. Is being the Mayor’s wife be enough?

Get His Little Lapis here now!

Livia’s Note: I love a good age-play story and Renee Rose certainly knows how to do it right. I enjoyed watching Louise struggle with being ‘big’ versus ‘little’ and how the Mayor tried his best to resist her, but he fell hopelessly in love anyway.  Great read!

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Crystal’s Calamity by Stevie Macfarlane

Blurb:

Clementine McKay finds out she’s a lot more than a demure little school teacher from the foothills of the Appalachians when her father gets Gold Fever. The dangerous trip to the Sierra Nevada Mountains not withstanding, she soon learns that despite her small stature and youth, she’s a force to be reckoned with. When tragedy strikes she becomes smarter, stronger and more determined than ever to find her father’s murderer.

As Crystal, the most sought after whore at The Red Petticoat Saloon, she parlays her skills in a way no one else could have. Now, if Jasper Montgomery would only stop snooping around and interfering in her plans she might just get what she wants most… revenge.

Jasper Montgomery lives and gambles in Culpepper Cove for one reason only. It’s his home. Great wealth allows him to do exactly as he pleases and when the dirty little miner’s daughter arrives at The Red Petticoat he takes pity on her. He’ll be her first paying customer, educating the poor virgin on the skills necessary to please a man. In his mind, there was no sense letting a rough miner ruin her. Yes, he would spin a web of passion and pleasure for her that would endear him to her forever.

Never in a million years did he imagine he was the fly and not the spider.

Buy Crystal’s Calamity here now!

Livia’s Notes: It is so hard to pick, but I think this ranks up there as one of my favorite books so far in the series. Stevie Macfarlane had me laughing out loud more than once throughout this wonderful story with a spitfire heroine and the awesome Jasper.  Don’t miss this one!

About The Red Petticoat series:

The Red Petticoat Saloon series is a collection of books written by #1 and USA Today bestselling authors. Each book tells the unique story of a different woman, ‘a gem’, who comes to the saloon to find a safe haven and discovers they become part of a family. Recurring characters appear in each book to allow readers a continuity as they learn about the women who have learned to bend but have not broken under the harshness that life has to offer. It is a series where strong, loving men find not only entertainment at the saloon but the special women who reside under its roof.

Come back tomorrow for the spotlight on books three and four!

 

Series Spotlight: The Red Petticoat Saloon ~ Part 1

Part one of a five part series.

I was thrilled to be invited to participate in the Red Petticoat Saloon Series. My publisher, Blushing Books, is known for hot historicals and westerns so it was no surprise that the hottest D/s series of the year are Jewel’s Gems and the dominant men who love them.

13843437_634383540060770_2077948506_oGet the 411 on the Red Petticoat Saloon:

  • Set in the Culpepper Cove, California high in the Sierras in the 1850 gold rush.
  • The series follows Madam Jewel and her entire stable of high-paid call-girls who take their job of keeping the men of Culpepper Cove happy seriously.
  • You’ll adore watching each ‘gem’ find their happily ever after.
  • Best of all, each book can be read as a stand-alone and do not need to be read in order.
  • Like previous successful Blushing series like Corbin’s Bend, many of the characters you fall in love with stay in town and appear in future stories.

Over the next week leading up to the release of my contribution to the series, I’ll be highlighting the ten books that are already out and available.  Of course I’ve read them all and can’t wait to share them with you.

Book One:

Jewel’s Gems by Maggie Ryan

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Blurb:

#1 Best-selling Historical Western author Maggie Ryan brings you the first book in The Red Petticoat series.

The Red Petticoat is not just another whorehouse. This is a place for every painted lady to get her happy ending. Madame Jewel and her ‘gems’ welcome hardworking men to come inside for a home-cooked meal or a few hands of cards. They are invited to listen to a pretty girl sing or watch a show. If a bit of intimate comfort is desired, they are welcome to go upstairs and into the arms of one of the beautiful women wearing the red petticoats. However, refer to its gems as whores and you’ll find yourself tossed out into the street.

This story all begins when Lady Juliette Gardner discovers she has been set up and her reputation ruined. She decides to leave England for good and find her way to the goldfields of California with the hopes of creating her dream and possibly striking it rich.

To Gabriel Vasquez, the hard work and isolation of working his claim is the only way to achieve his dream. When he discovers his new partner is a woman, a very beautiful, very stubborn English woman, he has no problem – except for the fact that she refuses to think of her safety. If she is to be his partner, he will have no hesitation teaching her exactly what happens to naughty, cheeky English ladies.

Gabriel and Jewel will discover that life has room for more than one dream and as they settle themselves in Culpepper Cove. This mining town, nestled in the foothills of the Sierra Mountains, will never be the same once Juliette—Madame Jewel—opens The Red Petticoat.

Buy Jewel’s Gems here today!

Livia’s Note: I adored how Maggie Ryan got the series started with a bang. From the very first scene of this book I got sucked in and never looked back. She did a great job of showing us how our core main characters got to know each other and came together to end up like a big family.

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Rescuing Ruby Red by Maggie Ryan

Blurb:

From the moment Rebekah McTavish meets the beautiful, cultured Madame Jewel, she has but one dream. She wanted nothing more than to get a job at The Red Petticoat Saloon and don the coveted red petticoat worn by Jewel’s gems. She discovers that getting hired is the easy part—who knew that Jewel’s partner, has a tendency to frown upon gems who break the rules.

Jebidiah Justice spent much of his youth avoiding the little red-head. Even his constant threats to tan her hide did nothing to sway the little pest to better behavior. Now, as the sheriff of Culpepper Cove, avoidance is no longer possible. On the night he catches her red-handed breaking and entering, he has to make a choice. Can he force himself to arrest the girl he remembers or will he lose his heart in rescuing the woman she’s become?

Rebekah becomes Ruby, the newest gem at the saloon, finding a home and a sense of family she craves. The only thing standing between her and her red petticoat is a man who refuses to call her anything but Red and warns her that if she puts so much as a pinky toe on those stairs, the only red thing under her skirts will be the hue he paints across her backside. And, this time, she had a feeling that he isn’t just threatening.

Will the two leave the past behind and make a future together or will their chance of happiness be taken away?

Buy Rescuing Ruby Red  here today.

Livia’s Note:  I loved how Red captured the sheriff right out of the gate.  I loved her spunk and fire and I was thrilled that Red continued working at the Red Petticoat even after she got married because she gets to be my character’s best friend in Melting Silver.

About The Red Petticoat series:

The Red Petticoat Saloon series is a collection of books written by #1 and USA Today bestselling authors. Each book tells the unique story of a different woman, ‘a gem’, who comes to the saloon to find a safe haven and discovers they become part of a family. Recurring characters appear in each book to allow readers a continuity as they learn about the women who have learned to bend but have not broken under the harshness that life has to offer. It is a series where strong, loving men find not only entertainment at the saloon but the special women who reside under its roof.

Come back tomorrow for the spotlight on books three and four!

Cover & Blurb Reveal: Melting Silver Coming Soon!!

 

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Squeeee!!  I’m only one week away from my next release on 8/24. I was so honored and thrilled to be invited to write a story for The Red Petticoat Saloon series.  I’ll be honest I’m a little nervous about this one.  First, I’ve never written an historical and this story takes place in the 1850 California gold rush.  Second, I’ve never written a western.  I can’t wait to see what everyone thinks of Emelie and Charlie’s story.

Today I’m sharing my first excerpt.  Enjoy!

13843437_634383540060770_2077948506_oTeaser:  Watching the woman he loves take paying customers upstairs is the hardest thing Charlie Walker has ever had to do.

Excerpt:

After thirty minutes of non-stop music, Charlie stood for a short break. A smattering of applause greeted him as he headed to the kitchen for a glass of lemonade. The sight that greeted him when he arrived stopped him in his tracks at the door.

“I’m sorry, Miss Jewel, but I just can’t do it. I thought I could, but I can’t. Please…”

“Take a deep breath. We’ll figure something out,” Jewel comforted. Emelie stood in the middle of the room in the skimpy corset with a too-short skirt of pink petticoats that highlighted her petite bare legs peeking out. Her normally pale complexion was brighter than the pink petticoats that helped draw attention to her pencil thin waist. The fact that the only thing close to ample on her body were her curvy breasts spilling out of the top of her outfit had his already hard cock throbbing with pain in his breeches.

Yep, this was going to be a long night indeed.

He knew the second she spotted him in the doorway because her arms flew up to shield herself, as if she could. The sight of her was forever burned into his brain and he knew the vision would be the fodder for every single-handed wank he ever gave himself in the future.

“Tell her, Charlie.” The room of women had turned, waiting expectantly for him to answer a question he hadn’t heard.

“Excuse me? Can you repeat the question?” he asked sheepishly.

Jewel smiled indulgently. “I was just telling Garnet how beautiful she looked in her uniform.”

“Who the hell is Garnet?” he blurted.

Nettie was closest to him and proceeded to reach up and whack the back of his head. “Are you daft, boy? Emelie of course.”

His feet moved of their own accord, drawing him closer as Emelie’s eyes grew larger with each step he took towards her. By the time he stood next to her, he could swear she’d collapse in a faint if he said “boo.” She was trembling and her fear angered him.

“Begging your pardon, Miss Jewel, but this here gem is no garnet. She’s a shiny piece of silver if I ever saw one.”

Jewel stepped closer. “Yes, well I hardly think it’s her name she’s protesting. Seems she’s having a bit of trouble with the outfit.”

He tried to reassure her. “The first night will be the worst. It’ll take some time getting used to the new uniform.” He tried to make her smile with a wink. “And truthfully, I’m a bit jealous. You wait and see how sweltering hot it’ll get in that crowded room by the end of the night in this summer heat. You’ll be grateful for the lack of heavy clothes, you wait and see.”

“Well, maybe we should switch outfits then and you can see how you like it.” Emelie moved her hands to her hips, looking like she was ready for a fight.

So little Miss Emelie had some spunk after all.

“I’d be happy to, but I’m not sure the customers would take kindly to me wearing a dress and I’m certain they’ll not like you hiding this beautiful body of yours.”

She was embarrassed by his compliment and, in that moment, he knew she was an innocent. God help him, but it only made him want her that much more.

He watched her reaction as he made a suggestion to Jewel. “She says she’s a singer. Why not have her skip serving customers for tonight and sing with me instead? It’ll give her some time to get used to the goings on and break in this here dress. I’ll be able to keep a close eye on her so she doesn’t run into any rowdy customers who don’t want to take no for an answer.”

It sounded like a perfectly fine solution to their problem to him. Nettie thought otherwise, muttering under her breath as she walked back over to the stove to stir what smelled like chicken and dumplings. “We need servers, not singers and if he has his way, it’ll be a lot more than singing going on between them two before the night is over.”

The grin on Jewel’s face confirmed she agreed with her friend. Charlie didn’t much care what they thought. He was too busy being elated at the relief he detected in Emelie.

“You’d do that for me? Let me sing with you?”

He held out his arm as an invitation. “I’m counting on you at least being able to carry a tune. With your looks, you won’t have to be stupendous. You just can’t stink.”

She smiled shyly. “I don’t stink.”

He leaned closer to inhale deeply near her long blonde locks. “No, you most certainly do not.” He fought the urge to reach out and smooth down an errant curl. “Let’s go pick out some songs you know.”

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Blurb:

Emelie Svennson’s dream is to sing on stage. When a musical troupe passes through her home in Wisconsin, she believes her dream will be fulfilled when the leader invites her to be the star of his show. By the time she realizes he is nothing more than an abusive bully and her dream is now her nightmare, she finds herself stranded in San Francisco with no money and on the run from the law.  As she tries to make her way home to her family, she stops in Culpepper Cove and is drawn to the amazing melodies coming from the Red Petticoat Saloon.  The handsome piano player is almost as remarkable as his music.

Charlie Walker adores all of the gems he works with, but from the minute he meets Emelie, he knows there is something special about her. As much as he wants her to stay in Culpepper Cove, the thought of her putting on red petticoats and entertaining men upstairs as Silver cuts him to the core.

As their pasts clash, Charlie will have to work hard to convince his new gem that he will not only love and honor her, but that he won’t hesitate to drag her across his knee for a bare-bottomed spanking that promises to warm more than just her backside.  Can he convince the woman with the voice of an angel that dreams can come true?

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Haven’t given the Red Petticoat Saloon a read yet? Start here with Madam Jewel’s story!

Watch for the release coming on 8/24!

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V=The Victorian Virgin #SpankA2Z #NSFW

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Welcome back to the Spanking A to Z Blog challenge.  My challenge this month is to write an erotic short story for each letter of the alphabet where the trick is to include one word that starts with the letter of the day in every sentence. I’ve had so much fun playing with sub-genres that I have never written in before like historical, cowboys, femdom/revenge and even sci-fi.  Today is a Victorian historical.

This story gave me a few problems and so I’m sorry for those who have been waiting for it to post.   I hope you are happy with the way it turned out in the end.  It is one of the longest stories I’ve written this month.

A huge shout out of thanks to Christine Hart who drew the short straw on editing today. I must say that I have the best author friends ever as so many in my close circle have helped me this month. I love what a close knit community we have.

V is for The Victorian Virgin

London, 1862

Valerie Stanford waited nervously on the small veranda outside her brand new master suite. It was an unexpected treat to have access to a veritable garden in the middle of the bustling city. She’d expected such amenities when she accompanied her new husband to his grand country mansion, Vernon Estates, but not here.

Valerie was on the verge of tears as she waited for Lord Vernon, the Viscount of Sussex, to join her in their marital bed. If only she felt more prepared, perhaps she wouldn’t feel so vulnerable. No one had warned her what to expect from her stern husband on their wedding night other than her mother’s cryptic advice of, “Just let Lord Vernon do as he will until he spends and then it will be over.”

Not very helpful.

The vibration of the heavy door closing startled her back to the present. When her husband’s valet appeared in doorway to the veranda, Valerie blushed. She was not accustomed to having men visiting her private chamber, but then again she was going to have to get used to the change.

“Lady Vernon, the viscount has asked me to relay the message that he will be up shortly and would like you to change into the velour nightdress he had made for you. I took the liberty of laying it out for you and I’ll send in Virginia to assist you.”

Valerie started at the use of her new name. The valet moved around the room, preparing it per his master’s instructions before quietly leaving her alone to await her new lady’s maid.   The knock came a few minutes later and an older woman whom she assumed was Virginia sailed in.

“Good evening, my lady. Me name is Virginia and his lordship has requested I assist you this evening.” She didn’t even wait for a response before she approached Val and began removing her formal wedding clothes. “You look quite the vision for your new groom, but we must hurry. His lordship is easily vexed if instructions are not carried out to his specifications.”

Val took the opportunity to vocalize her concerns to a woman who presumably knew the man she had married much better than she.   “How long have your worked for Lord Vernon?”

Her dress was being pulled overhead as the maid’s vibrant answer came. “I’ve been working for Lord Vernon since he was but a wee one.   I used to care for Vernon Estates until my sister fell sick and her family needed my help. His lordship was kind enough to allow me to venture back to London and care for his townhouse so I could be near family.”

News of her husband’s kindness from someone who knew him well helped vanquish some of her fears.   Rumors of Lord Vernon’s vulgar and vile vices were abundant on the London circuit. In recent years he had been linked to various salacious stories involving several widows.

Valerie’s parents had been vague when she demanded answers as to why they had promised their only daughter’s hand in marriage to a verified bachelor, twelve years her senior.   He was a handsome rake who, for all intents and purposes, she had never met until that afternoon when the vicar had led them through their marriage vows.

Time passed slowly after Virginia left her alone to await her husband. She spent the time inspecting the masculine room, trying to gain vital insight into the viscount.   A sudden urge to vomit washed over her when she discovered a stash of rattan canes, leather straps and a tongued tawse.

“I see you’ve discovered the various punishment devices I like to keep on hand.”

His low voice commanded the space, sending a visible tremble through Valerie’s body causing her to knock the canister of canes to the floor with a volatile crash.   She rushed to the floor to gather up the variety of canes, getting nervous she had angered him.

Once collected, she prepared to stand when the viscount stepped close, wrapping his fingers through her long, loose hair and tilting her head back to peer up at him from her knees.   The vivid passion in his eyes surprised her.

“You’re such a vision, Valerie.   I’ve waited for this night for some time and when I saw the vultures swarming around you at the Van Dyke’s ball last month, I knew I’d waited long enough and that it was time for me to claim your virginity.”

She blushed as she attempted to stand only to be held tighter like a vise by her husband. “I had no idea you had even noticed me, Lord Vernon. Why did you not visit me to make my acquaintance and court me, as is the custom? Perhaps you will not enjoy my company and yet now it is too late as we’ve spoken our vows.”

His deep chuckle had her heart vibrating in her chest for some unknown reason. Her nervous tummy tumbled at his broad smile as he inspected her from his higher vantage point.

“I’ve done my homework, Valerie, and I know you are the exact woman I wanted to take as my wife.”

“But how could you possibly know that, Lord Vernon?”

“It’s time you called me William, at least when we are in our suite and I’m about to vanquish your virginity.”

The flutter in her tummy migrated lower, gripping her private parts as a strange new urge to reach out and touch him visualized. She had to shake her head to clear the strange thoughts of the visage of her on her knees before her new husband manifested.

She didn’t trust herself to speak as she knelt vulnerably before the powerful viscount. Their eyes locked as he continued to vocalize his reasons for seeking her hand in marriage.

“You may not know me, dear Valerie, but I assure you, I know you.   It was your pale complexion that caught my attention first as I could visualize how easily you would mark under my disciplinary hand.”   His grin slid to vulgar as he continued naming her attributes he admired. “Then I noticed your voluminous ass and hourglass figure. I could never be content with a wife who had a small canvas for my voracious appetite for sport.”

His verbalization was confusing, but the fire in his eyes alarmed her as he continued. “You look lovely in the velour. The vibrant color enhances your creamy tone. I had planned to take things slow this first night to allow you time to join in the marital act voluntarily, but perhaps it would be more kind to begin your marriage lessons straight away in order to avoid any vexing misunderstandings.”

“Sir, I hardly think you should address me with such vulgarity.”

William tilted his head back and chuckled. “My dear, I haven’t begun to be vulgar yet – let me demonstrate.”

Valerie barely knew what was happening as she was pulled to her slippered feet and then dragged by the hand to the large four-poster bed she had been avoiding. Without delay, her husband sat on the high mattress, hauling her across his lap until she was displayed vulnerably with her ass high and her head and feet hanging low, unable to touch anything. She flailed, but to no avail as the viscount was too strong.

A rush of cool air hit her bottom as the velour gown was carelessly thrown over her back, exposing her private drawers to a man she barely knew. That didn’t stop him from sliding his hand across her barely veiled arse until he reached the waist and pulled them down to expose her to him completely.

“Tonight is just a taste, Valerie. You’ve done nothing villainous so this will be a good-girl spanking to enhance your pleasure. Your father warned me of your temper, however, and so I’m certain to use one of the canes or leather straps you were just inspecting to deliver a hard, naughty-girl spanking when you’ve vexed me.”

Her face had to be flaming red at his words, yet the warmth between Valerie’s legs continued to grow as the first vigorous smack of his hand to her rear landed. The warmth it left in its wake spread across her lower cheek until a second spank struck her voluminous other cheek. Back and forth her husband went, painting her arse the same vibrant red as her embarrassed face.   Things got worse when she could no longer stop the tears from flowing and was on the verge of sobbing.

The spanking didn’t last long, but it made a lasting impression on the virginal bride about how her marriage was going to change her life. Things were moving quickly as the viscount helped her to her feet just long enough to divest her of the nightdress.   He left her standing before him naked and vulnerable while he began to remove his vest and tie, followed by his linen shirt to expose his virile, muscular chest.

“Your titties are perfect, Valerie. Just large enough to fill my hands as I pinch the very tips.” The feel of his hands on her breasts vaulted her heart rate higher, and he leaned forward to capture the tip in his mouth, sucking until she squealed with delight. Her hands moved of their own volition to weave through William’s thick hair, holding him close to her wildly beating heart.

After several long minutes of vigorous groping, her husband stood in order to remove his pants. Val felt light headed. On the one hand, she wanted to run from the room, feeling unprepared to proceed with such vulgar activities. Yet she remained completely transfixed, unable to verbalize her fears as she watched her husband’s breaches fall to the floor.

She felt the vapors coming on at her first sight of his mammoth shaft jutting proudly from his body.   Valerie silently cursed her mother for not properly preparing her for the traumatic events endured by a new bride.   She looked away from the vision, but William cupped her face to ensure she could not look away.

“Give me your hand, Valerie. I want you to feel my cock because it is this hard part of my body that you will soon be squeezing like a vice with your tight little pussy.”

His coarse words heated her from the inside, as his virile appendage was thrust into her small palm. She found it a curious contradiction of soft velvet over a rock hard core. Her pulse quickened when her husband growled of his own volition when she innocently stroked the phallus he had called his cock.

Until that moment, she had felt powerless before the virile man she had married.   A foreign sense of power coursed through her as she watched the effect the vise-like grip she held on his manhood had on William.

Valerie’s power only lasted until he scooped her naked body into his arms and carried her back to the bed, laying her vulnerably in the center, and stepping back to simply view her laid out naked before him. He crawled on the bed, making quick work of kneeling to face her while prying her legs wide to take in the vision of his new bride’s body.

“I am a very lucky man.” His words were spoken with reverence as he lunged forward to swipe his tongue across her exposed vulva.   Her body vibrated with an involuntary tremble she couldn’t stop if she wanted to. A foreign mix of embarrassment and excitement consumed Val, and vaulted her into a deep sense of submission.

A new urgency she’d never felt before began to build as William held her open for his viewing and tasting pleasure.   When their eyes connected as he leaned up, it looked as if he were on the verge of losing control. His eyes were dark, sending a thrill through Val.   She looked lower to watch him palming his veined thickness, only inches away from her wet folds.

Her apprehension vanished when he moved to blanket her with his muscular body, leaving her feeling a vague sense of being exactly where she belonged.

A volt of surprise washed over her as he pressed the top of his cock against the wetness between her legs. “I’m going to take you now, Valerie. You will no longer be a virgin after I press my cock into your cunny.”

She felt vulnerable whispering, “Will it hurt?”

“It will, but I vow the pain will only last for a few seconds and only this first time.   I plan on fucking you every single day of our marriage, my dear Valerie, and I vow you are going to enjoy it very much.”

She wasn’t sure why his vigorous words pleased her, but they did.   Time stood still as William held, almost as if he were making the valuable moment last.

Valerie cried out when he pressed forward in one vigorous thrust. She felt her virginal wall tear, allowing her husband to plunge fully into her quim. To his credit, once impaled, the viscount held still, allowing her body to stretch and grow accustomed to his girth. He viewed her from above, enjoying her tears as he finally began to move inside her.

The pain slipped away, replaced with a vibrant excitement that started deep in her core and quickly spread to consume her in an overwhelming urgency as if she were about to explode.

“Open your eyes, Valerie. I want us both to visualize this moment again and again as the moment you were no longer a virginal innocent, but my full-fledged wife.”   His voiced words threw her over a virtual cliff, which found her falling into a violent explosion like she had never felt before.

She cried out his name as her pussy squeezed him in a vice-grip, tipping William into his own pleasurable climax. She felt his heat spread throughout her body as his seed bathed her internally with an unexpected velocity.

It took several moments for the newly wedded couple to return to reality, and when they did, William rolled to his back, pulling Val to lie atop him, as he remained buried inside her.

“So, is that what you expected to happen when you handed your virtue over your new husband?”

She thought of the best reply for several vague seconds before admitting, “I honestly didn’t know what to expect, my lord, other than that you would spend, whatever that meant.” She had trouble vocalizing what she truly wanted to say. He waited anxiously until she verbalized her deepest desire. “I vote we do that not once, but twice per day. You were so… vigorous.”

He grinned a rather vivacious smile. “Oh, my little vixen, that can be arranged.”

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