I could use your help

Seems right, but I don't smoke

This has been a busy weekend for me. I love writing, I love having a book come out and I’ve loved the comments you've left telling me you liked it. Thank you! But promoting, trying to get the word out to readers (that don’t read here) is hard. It’s like working for a living. It’s especially difficult when you write spanking stories. Many people that do read the book, aren’t going to tell their friends and neighbors. I wouldn’t have when I first started reading this genre. Therefore, word of mouth isn’t going to work. Advertising is just hard to figure out. I did manage to get it on twitter. But I don’t really use twitter. Would/could I put it up again later, sometime? It’s confusing.

 

I do have a favor to ask though – Bookbub and Goodreads do some advertising for me by sending out the fact that it’s a new release. At least I know Bookbub does. It will send it to all my followers. So how many followers do I have? At the moment it stands at eleven. And I’m sure that counts Nick, my kids, my sister and a niece. If you’re willing, could you go to each of these sights and just follow me? 

 

Bookbub

 

 

Goodreads

 

Now this next request isn’t just for me, but I have to say it once and a while. When you read a book you like any book you like, please consider putting a review on Amazon. I have the blog and the reason I’ve blogged so long is because I love the feedback. You post something and people talk to you, sometimes good sometimes not so good, but you know what people think and most I’ve dealt with have been very kind.

 

A book’s different, you may spend six months working on it and out it goes and … crickets. You’re always happy if it sells well, but what you really want to know is did anyone like it? So when you read a book you really enjoy think about leaving that review. Just a sentence or two really helps and can often encourage someone else to give it a try. Just something to think about. Keep reading!

The New Book is out!

Are you in a reading mood? On the River, A Cassie’s Family Story it up on Amazon!  In lieu of a Fantasy Friday, here’s a snippet from the new book.

 

Amazon

Soon enough, with their golden retriever Willow in tow, they boarded the plane. Cassie settled into her seat and accepted a flute of champagne from the attendant. She was happy to see Tom visibly relax as he took his seat beside her. They held hands as the plane took off, and Cassie sighed with contentment. 

It was then that Tom leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Remember, I never said you'd gotten out of a spanking for sending word to Cooter. I just felt I'd enjoy it more in the pool, under the moonlight. You know I don't like seeing you sitting comfortably when we're on the island. I do love watching you squirm for a comfortable position on a bottom I've turned red hot." 

Cassie was startled out of her contented state. His deep voice, whispering in her ear, seemed to be doing incredible things to her. Rarely did Tom talk about upcoming discipline. When it came to a spanking, Tom was a doer, not a talker. Cassie was surprised to feel herself beginning to blush. 

Although she had no doubt he was annoyed that she had sent that brief word to Cooter, it was clear he wasn't mad. Yet she realized he was very likely going to use it as his excuse for a full-on rump roasting. 

Tom saw her blush and smiled as he continued, "I've been much too easy on you lately. Maybe a session with my belt will turn you right back into the perfect wife you usually are." 

Her mouth flew open as she gasped. Tom knew exactly what he was doing to her. Cassie loved, even craved, sessions with Tom's belt. To her, it was purely sensual. She didn't know why, but it did things to her mind and body that became the ultimate pleasure. Just listening to Tom's low whisper brought on an incredible longing. 

"Um, honey, we do have the plane to ourselves." Cassie pointed out. "We can ask the crew for some privacy and really enjoy ourselves on the way down." The man had gotten her hot and bothered for sure.

"Cassie, how unladylike. You definitely need to learn some patience, I'll be sure to add that to the list..."

Trying to explain my spanking needs

If you haven’t been to When the Storm Whispers to the Winds latest post – and all the comments, you need to go take a look. I love the discussion going on. Don’t forget to check out The Continued Journey too. Morningstar has a thing or two to say. I hope many other’s will jump in on their blogs or in the comments. And you can see, it’s fine to comment on someone else’s comment. 

 

As I’ve gone back looking at old post – and this is a new post, BTW – I’ve been doing a great deal of thinking about the whole concept of domestic discipline as I view it. I know I am a happier person when there is true discipline in my life and I wanted it to come from a strong man who loves me. But despite our playing at it for over  a decade it never felt right.

 

I wanted something I didn’t know how to ask for and I guess I still don’t. I wanted spanking in my life for a variety of reasons. Fun and sexy for sure, maybe a little stress relief from time to time and yes, there were times I wanted real discipline and sometimes punishment.

Punishment – why, you might ask. Why would anyone want to be punished? 

 

Who the hell knows? I sure don’t. I just know that the desire for it is there, certainly not all the time, but sometimes.

 

Nick never understood, though he truly tried. We had a few ruled, but evidently nothing he ever really cared about. I mean we’ve been married and living together for thirty-seven years and if it takes me longer that twenty-four hours to put away the laundry, he doesn’t really care. I know that, so the play spankings I would sometimes get was just that – play – and I never got what I needed from it.

 

What I kept trying to tell Nick, what I needed him to realize, was that whether he understood it or not – I needed some real spankings in my life to keep me mentally healthy and happy. Shouldn’t that knowledge have been enough to keep it up? 

 

But of course I understand his confusion. More now than I used to. He never understood that he could give a serious spanking for the reason stated above or other reasons that were somewhat intangible.

 

So the question – What is it that I do at my age and maturity that would merit discipline - as in the form of spanking?

 

Not much – we don’t fight, I never say ugly things to him – ever, he doesn’t care if I cuss, we live calmly and peacefully together with neither of us doing anything to bother the other.

 

But I know what I do that deserves a good spanking, he doesn’t, but I do. For me personally, it’s pulling away and living in my head. Excluding Nick from my feelings and emotions. Shutting him out. I always think I do this because I know he doesn’t want to deal with them and I don’t want to bother him. But it’s also because I don’t want to deal with them either. So it’s easier for both of us to pretend that they don’t exist.

It’s not that there’s anything wrong, but there always seems to be a barrier between us because I can’t/won’t open up to him. I did when I first came out. Twenty-nine years into our marriage and I felt closer to him than I ever had. It wonderful, nearly everything I’d ever dreamed of.

 

But over the years, as he totally ignored discipline, it felt to me like he didn’t care. Like he couldn’t grasp what this meant to me. And trust me, I tried telling him every way I knew how. He seemed to feel that it was all just a slap and tickle sex game we played sometimes. It made me feel uncared for. He didn’t want to put in the work it took to make me open up and truly be with him. 

 

In desperation, I wrote a whole book trying to explain it all to him one last time. It was a Corbin’s Bend book, Returning to Us. The couple in the book mirrors us pretty closely in their mature years. It contain some of the fights we had – only in my head, of course, Nick never knew anything about them. But they were intense. I think he read the book, I know I asked him to, but… nothing.

 

So these days my thoughts, feelings, problems and joys concerning spanking are mostly philosophical. I love reading how others are dealing in their versions of – this, whatever you call it.

I should be too old to blush

The other night after Mollie went back to her house Nick made a very interesting proposal. He wanted to take some picture using mostly the lights of the Christmas tree and that of the fire place. And he didn’t want me wearing much. The last time we took a few risqué picture I probably weighed about a hundred pounds (that’s not exactly what I weigh now) and I had not given birth and nursed two babies. 

 

But evidently my husband still likes to see me this way. That feels wonderful so I thought, why not? I thought they were very artful, mostly silhouettes and more cleavage that full frontal nudity. In several I had a robe around my shoulders. It was all fun and a little sexy. And since I was dressed for it we went on to even more fun things – no pictures of that. 

Nick was going to work with them, some on his camera, some on his phone to try some special effects – some soft-focus, some in black and white. Obviously they’re just for us but he seemed to enjoy them and I was very flattered that he wanted them.

Nowhere close to me - but I thought it was a lovely picture.

 

Mollie came back a few days later to help me un-decorate and put things away. I’m also finishing up the Story Worth book that LJ and Collin gave me last year where I wrote up many stories of my childhood and my kids. Then the company turns in into a hard back book and LJ had ordered one for himself and his sister. Mollie was going to scan some old pictures for me and show me how to do it.

 

Nick had gone to take dinner to his dad when Mollie and I got started. She looked at my printer and said, “I think I need the memory card from Daddy’s camera.”

 

What?

 

Okay, what in the hell was I supposed to say? She often uses his camera. So I said the only thing I could think of.

 

“No.”

 

“No?” she questioned. “What do you mean no?

 

‘Um, no. We’re not going to mess with Daddy’s camera.”

 

She looked at me as if I had three heads or something. I’m not sure what my face looked like. I wasn’t looking directly at her, but I could tell she was staring. And I think I was beginning to blush.

 

I finally snapped, “Just let me do the pictures the way I know how. We don’t have to scan them.” 

 

I still didn’t look up and finally she said, “Okay. Do them however it works best for you.” I have the distinct feeling she realized that there was something on the camera that I didn’t want her to see.

 

Good grief! Nick and I have been  grown-ups for many decades. We have our own place. We pay our own bills. Shouldn’t we be able to do anything we want to without having to hide it from anyone? Apparently not. You spend the first half of your life hiding what you’re doing from your parents and evidently if you’re having much fun you spend the last half hiding the same fun stuff from your kids!

 

I told Nick what had happened after Mollie went home that evening and he howled with laughter – since I was the one caught in the sticky situation and not him! Anyway, doing things in secret or not, we have been having a lot of fun in the new year so far. Hope you have too.

First snippet from On the River at the Reading Room today

 I have the first excerpt from the new book, On the River, a Cassie's family story up over at the Reading Room today. If you get a chance pop over and see what you think. The book should be out on the 8th.

Fantasy Friday Revival - Love Notes

Happy New Year! I have a hot story today for you to begin 2021! Of course anything is better that 2020. I think today's Fantasy Friday is particularly hot! So let's get this year started off right!

Love Notes

Working in an office can be tedious. Sitting at my desk all day concentrating on spreadsheets, budgets and financial analysis is challenging, but not particularly emotionally engaging. Don’t get me wrong, we laugh and have fun at work. Okay, so maybe the average person doesn’t find far-fetched excuses for exceeding budget targets funny, but we have to get our entertainment some way.

There I sat. Pouring over my numbers, analyzing, rationalizing, and trying to get the damn computer to cooperate with me and give me the data the way I wanted it. I ran my hand through my hair in frustration as the email notification popped up in the corner of the monitor. I noticed my husband’s name as the email notice faded to the background. Hmm, I thought. Josh doesn’t usually email me during the day. When he needs something, he usually calls.

*****

From: Josh
Sent: Friday, February 13, 2009 10:35 AM
To: Rachael
Subject: meeting

Blake has jujitsu tonight. I'm feeling good. I want to try to get together tonight.

Josh

*****

Blake is our teenaged son and I didn’t have to be a rocket scientist to get that “meeting” was a euphemism for a little grown-up fun. This was an interesting twist in my normally uneventful day. Knowing Josh, the “meeting” would be a little spicier than the average accountant might indulge in. We had been into consensual spanking for a number of years. Either for fun or discipline, he would make sure my backside was well attended to.

Intrigued, I put together a reply.

*****

From: Rachael
To: Josh
Sent: Friday, February 13, 2009 10:36 AM
Subject: RE: meeting

Oh? Are you going to make it worth my while?

*****

Snickering to myself, I sent off the email I knew would get his attention.

*****

From: Josh
Sent: Friday, February 13, 2009 10:39 AM
To: Rachael
Subject: Re: meeting

Oh! I am now. I know how to deal with brats.

*****

His reply came back pretty fast. I’ve got him on the hook now! I thought. Let’s turn up the intensity a little. With a grin, I shot off an answer.

*****

From: Rachael
To: Josh
Sent: Friday, February 13, 2009 10:40 AM
Subject: RE: meeting

Hmm. It seemed like last time you just wanted to get done with the naughty stuff and get to the sex…

*****

I didn’t get another email right away, so I tried to pick up my work where I left off. Fanning my face a little, I dove back into to my data and started shaping my report for senior management.

Although we had been married for over twenty years, Josh and I hadn’t played this type of game at work before. I value my reputation and hesitate to risk my executive title for a few silly games. But I was having fun today.

Just as I settled in to my task another email appeared.

*****

From: Josh
Sent: Friday, February 13, 2009 10:47 AM
To: Rachael
Subject: Re: meeting

You must be in the mood for something severe because you are sure asking for it. I am going to have to redeem my male ego and you are the one that's going to suffer. It sounds like a dare and I don't back down. I will win. You will be sorry.

*****

Oh my! Suddenly my pulse was racing. I knew he was only part serious and part playing. But this kind of talk was dropping me into submissive mode. Despite the flutter in my stomach, I had to add a little fuel to the fire.

*****

From: Rachael
To: Josh
Sent: Friday, February 13, 2009 10:48 AM
Subject: RE: meeting

That’s starting to get my heart going.

We’ll see if you can handle me…

*****

I sent the email off smugly. Let’s see how he handles that!

At this point, I was pretty distracted. I looked at my screen with unseeing eyes and fantasized about what awaited me at home. Tapping the keyboard half-heartedly, I shuffled through some of my junk email to kill time.

*****

From: Josh
Sent: Friday, February 13, 2009 10:53 AM
To: Rachael
Subject: Re: meeting

I plan to have you well in hand. You'll be begging and pleading. We'll see if you can handle me tonight.

*****

Okay, that got me breathing heavy. I wanted to be titillated. Forget about professionalism, I was horny! Looking for a little email sex, I asked for more.

*****

From: Rachael
To: Josh
Sent: Friday, February 13, 2009 10:53 AM
Subject: RE: meeting

Tell me what you’re going to do.

*****

While I waited for his reply, I was completely useless to the company. It seemed I was officially taking my morning break, because there was definitely no work being done. My head was filled with amorous thoughts and my body was starting to tingle in places that are not supposed to tingle at work.

*****

From: Josh
Sent: Friday, February 13, 2009 11:05 AM
To: Rachael
Subject: Re: meeting

Punish you until I hear true submission and acceptance. I want to hear in your voice and body that you belong to me. I want you to beg for release. I want you to beg for relief and then beg for more. I will leave reminders that will sting every time you sit. I will take you in whatever way I want and you will do so without question. You will be dominated in body and mind.

*****

From: Rachael
To: Josh
Sent: Friday, February 13, 2009 11:06 AM
Subject: RE: meeting

How will you punish me? What if I fight you?

*****

Wow. I blew out a breath and tried to calm myself. Trembling hands reached for the keyboard when the phone rang. It took a couple of rings to clear my head and then I picked up the phone and greeted the caller.

“I had to go to the other office.” It was Josh, his voice husky.

Swallowing, I tried to think of something witty to say. Although words rarely fail me, I’m not great at expressing my sexual feelings out loud. “I not good at talking about this stuff.” There was an apologetic note in my voice. “I’m much better writing about my feelings, then saying them.”

“I know.” Josh was not deterred. “I had no choice, I’m in the car.” He paused. “Are you in your office?”

“Yes.”

“Close the door and touch yourself,” he ordered.

“What?” I was shocked. “I can’t do that here. My God. There’s not even a lock on the door.” I lowered my voice and stated the obvious. “I’m at work.”

“I know.” There was no room for argument in his tone. “You’re behind a desk. Close the door and rub yourself over your pants.”

“Just a minute.” I put him on hold and shut my door. Rubbing my shaking hands together, I picked up the line. “Okay.”

“Touch yourself.” His voice was low.

I ran my hand over my slacks tentatively.

“Put your hand in your pants and under your panties. Touch your clit.” He was calm but firm.

My voice was breathy. “Okay.” I rubbed myself slowly, picturing his hands on my body.

“You’re very naughty today,” he scolded gently. “I think it’s been too long since your last spanking. I’ll take care of that tonight. Are you touching yourself?”

“Yes.” I was falling into subspace. Touching myself in my office at my husband’s command, pushed me over the edge. I was transformed from the tough executive, to the submissive wife in the course of fifteen minutes. Desperately trying to think, I wanted to give Josh some feedback. “Are you touching yourself?”

“Oh yeah.”

I pictured him stroking himself as he drove. My fingers moved faster as my passion built. My mind was drifting further away and the sensations in my body were taking over. Heat built in my center as I listened to him direct my actions. He described what he would do to me that night and my breath caught. “May I come?” I panted.

“No, you will wait until I give permission.”

Oh God. I loved and hated this game. “Please, may I come?” I pleaded.

“No. Wait until tonight.”

“I can’t take it. May I stop touching myself?” I whined.

“Yes, you may. But I expect you to be ready for me tonight.” I could hear the smile in his voice.

“Oh, I will,” I said snickering. And I meant it.

I received one more email that afternoon. I guess he decided to answer my earlier email asking what he would do if I fought him.

*****

From: Josh
Sent: Friday, February 13, 2009 11:05 AM
To: Rachael
Subject: Re: meeting

You will take down your pants and panties and bend over the stool. If you resist, I will grab you by the hair and put you over the stool. I will tie your hands and feet so you can't move. I will leave you in that position exposed so I can stare at you for as long as I want. When I feel you are ready for punishment, I will remove my belt and whip you until you beg me to stop. I will move you to the bed and cane you from your ass to your knees. You will be a good girl when I get done with you. I will teach you a lesson for fighting me.

*****

Do you think I got what I needed that night? You bet I did and I was a sore but contented girl the next day.

~o~

This wonderfully fun story was written by Jess. She was a very active writer back in the day and I always loved her stories. I thought this one was very hot! If you have a story you're willing to share, we love to read it. Please send it to elisspeaks@yahoo.com

The Importance of Touch

We'd been married over twenty-five years when I came out to Nick. By then we were parents of teenagers, had two busy careers, in addition to driving endlessly as chauffeur for our youngest. Shortly before I came out I realized that we never touched anymore. Of course in bed he would sometimes reach out if he wanted to make love, but I often resented that. It seemed to be the only time he touched me. When I came out to him, that changed and I did love it. Maybe this is something we should all remember as we begin our new year.

I hope Nick knows how much I love the little changes I see. And sometimes the big ones. He touches me! It is unbelievably wonderful. I don’t care if he's giving me a hug, patting my bottom or rubbing my leg. It doesn't seem to matter if we're home or out among people, he touches me. He'd be shocked, just as I am, to know what a difference it makes in how I'm feeling if he takes my hand for just a moment or just quickly touches my face. I love it!

There have been other changes. In the past when we had sex I never wanted my breast touched. I didn’t like it; it hurt and bothered me to have them touched. Now I love it, but what has changed? We woke up for a little early fun before all the family showed up for Sunday lunch. If the kids are home the only time for a bit of spanking is very early morning when a cannon wouldn’t wake them. It doesn’t have the wild abandonment that comes from being alone but it’s pretty darn good. Of course any kind of spanking can get my juices flowing, but when he pinched my nipples and sucked on them I just flowed. It was fantastic! The same is true for anal play; I used to want to avoid this. But now I am willing to explore. Not anal sex, but playing and touching is suddenly something I desire, not avoid.

But I am serious about the question. What exactly created the change? Can this much change come about just from reading blogs, from coming out to my husband, from accepting who I really am? Is it my husband’s willingness to spank and explore the lifestyle? Is it the encouragement and acceptance of other bloggers that creates a safe environment that I want to be a part of? I guess its combinations of all the above. But if that's the case why aren’t we being studied by sex therapist worldwide? Let’s find a way to bottle this stuff folks, we’ll make a fortune!

A New Cassie Book!

It’s time, it’s here and I’m ready! On the River, A Cassie’s Family story will be out in January. January 8^th I’m being told, but I wouldn’t count on that precisely. I haven’t put out a book in over a year and I’m very anxious. Here’s the first look at the cover!

 

Many of you are familiar with Cassie and I thank you for interest in the previous books. This is a new series, with the same characters you enjoy. All my books can be read as a stand-alone book. I think I do a pretty good job of getting you caught up as far as who’s who quickly. 

 

For those of you unfamiliar with my books, I’d say you’re going to find much of what you’d expect. I enjoy reading and writing about a good spanking and you’ll find plenty in this book. You’ll find some hot sexy scenes as well, a little more difficult to write but I enjoy reading them once they’re done. But what you’ll find in my books that you don’t always fine in spanking stories is the love and fiercely loyal friendships the women share.

 

Cassie, Sue and Annie have been friend for more than half a century. Allie, Jenny and Lane are bonding just as strongly. I love blending the generations. The older couples show that deep love and romance can last a lifetime. The younger couple share the fiery passion of new love and it’s all pulled together with humor and friendship.

 

I’ll be posting an excerpt here before long and you can be sure I’ll be posting the link as soon as I know it’s out. If you want to get to know Casssie and her family a little better, I’d like to invite you to come to my other blog, PK Corey’s Reading Room. I share a snippet each Saturday for Saturday Spankings. I’ll have something up from this new book this coming Saturday.  Here are a few from other snippets you might enjoy.

The punishment 

What a girl needs 

 

I’m excited – I really hope you like this new book as much as I do!