Permanent Facebook Ban

Good morning, and thanks for visiting my blog. I wanted to share some news. I know people have noticed that I’m not on Facebook anymore, and today I received confirmation that Facebook has permanently disabled my Amelia Smarts account. First, Facebook challenged me to prove that Amelia Smarts is an authentic name. I went through all the steps to authenticate the name and… Continue reading Permanent Facebook Ban

Old West Romance · Saturday Spankings

#SatSpanks: Spread your legs

Saturday SpankingsGood morning! I’ve got some news. This week I submitted my eighth book to my publisher. I’m excited about this one for a number of reasons. One, it’s got a good plot that people can really sink their teeth into at 50,000+ words. Also, it’s got a super dominant anti-hero, who you’re going to love to hate and hate to love. I’m sharing an excerpt that will give an inkling as to what he’s all about.

Nathan has just told Emma she’s going to suffer a spanking and anal punishment. Because she feels guilty about her attraction to him and about enjoying the depraved things does to her, she’s glad for the reminder that this is punishment. This was a fun scene to write. Hope you enjoy it too.

“Spread your legs,” he ordered, his voice husky with the same desire she felt.

She obeyed and felt the cool air of the room brush her clenching sex. She squeezed her eyes shut as his fingers dipped into her folds, and her face heated at the unmistakable sound of her wetness when he gently slapped back and forth between her nether lips with two fingers, soaking his digits. There was no hiding how aroused she felt by this man, when the proof poured out of her unbidden.

She arched her back and pressed against his hand in an attempt to feel his fingers against her needy nub, but his hand then withdrew and smacked her hard on her right cheek, causing her to buck against the leg of the sofa. He continued spanking, scolding her as he did. “If you’re greedy and impatient, I won’t allow your release. Take your punishment first, you hear?”

She gasped. His hard palm continued to fall without mercy on her poor, quivering cheeks. “I’ll take it,” she moaned, as his stinging hand brought her to her toes. “Please stop!” she said, but meant the opposite, so very grateful for the reminder that yes, this was punishment. She was not in control.

“I told you I would punish your bottom inside and out.” He struck lower, catching the tops of her thighs and causing her to cry out at the sudden increased sting. “Did you think I was joking? Did you think we would skip right to your pleasure?”

Pretty in pink

If she was under any illusions before about what he was going to do, I’m sure she’s not now.

On an unrelated note, I’ve been locked out of my Facebook account and asked to provide proof that Amelia Smarts is my authentic name, so if anyone is wondering what happened to me, that’s the scoop. (Big sigh.) I’m working on gathering evidence to submit to the FB deities and hope to be back among my author friends and readers soon. I miss seeing everyone’s statuses and being in the know.

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Old West Romance · Saturday Spankings

#SatSpanks: I expect you to obey my orders

Saturday Spankings

Enjoy this snippet from my WIP. I can’t wait until I can share the rest with you! This hero is Dominant with a capital D.

He narrowed his eyes. His features became hard and she struggled not to drop her eyes under his heated gaze. “Do you think being bratty and demanding is the best approach to take with me?”

His words angered her further. “Do you think keeping me in the dark is the best approach to take with me?”

“Actually, yes, I do.” Nathan picked up his napkin and wiped his mouth, then dropped it on the table and scooted his chair back. “Come here.” He snapped his fingers and pointed to the spot next to his right leg.

Just like that her anger evaporated, replaced by anxiety. “Why?” she asked in a small, whining voice.

“Because I ordered you to. I expect you to obey my orders, remember?”

She stared at him, wide-eyed and worried.

“One…” His voice was soft and level, but screamed danger.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered, her anxiety growing.


Emma didn’t know how high he intended to count, or what would happen if he reached his intended number, nor did she know what he was going to do with her once she walked to him, but she decided it was safest to obey immediately. She stood and hustled to him before he said “three.”

He pointed at the ground. “Kneel.”


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Old West Romance · Saturday Spankings

#SatSpanks: Promise of punishment

Saturday SpankingsIt’s that time again! Ready for another spanking snippet? My snippet this week is from my work in progress, and it’s a promise of a spanking to come. I hope you enjoy this dialog between the hero and heroine.

“You have very expressive eyes. Yesterday they were wide and wet after I punished you, showing vulnerability. They told me what you didn’t want to say, which is that you needed me to hold you.”

“Is that right?” she asked doubtfully.

“It is.” He set his mug down with a determined thud. “And right now they’re telling me something else you don’t want to say. They’re shifty, cunning, like you’re keeping some sort of secret from me.” His own eyes narrowed at her.

She felt the tiny hairs on the back of her neck stand up. “I’m not keeping anything from you,” she said in a voice barely above a whisper. How could he know that, just from her eyes?

He leaned back and folded his arms in front of his chest, causing her stomach to drop. “I hope not. Keeping something important a secret from me is cause for severe discipline.”

Her insides clenched and a tremor went through her. “What kind of severe discipline?”

He raised an eyebrow. “Severe enough that you won’t ever do it again. Perhaps I should punish you now—give you a little taste of what I mean.”

She scowled. “That’s not fair, Nathan.”

“No? I’m thinking maybe I should turn you over my knee right now, tuck up your skirts, dispense of your drawers, and apply my palm to your bare bottom.”

She swallowed. “Are you being serious? I can’t tell.”

He held her gaze for a moment. “And now your eyes are telling me you’re very worried. Good. You should be. I will do exactly as I just described if you do something silly. That’s a promise.”

lilyDon’t you love a perceptive man? If you do, you might like Jesse in His Little Red Lily. Although a strict disciplinarian, he knows just what to do and say to take care of the heroine’s needs.

His Little Red Lily

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Old West Romance · Saturday Spankings

#SatSpanks: The only correct response is ‘yes sir’

Saturday Spankings

Today I’ve got another excerpt from my WIP to share. I’m really excited about this story of capture, revenge, and unlikely love. It’s darker than my other books, but there is an HEA. Other snippets from this story can be found here and here.

Tears stung her eyes as she dragged her feet to the corner. Standing there, she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, feeling like she was on display. The only benefit to being treated like a naughty child and ordered to stand in the corner was that she didn’t have to look at the man who was causing her such humiliation.

She heard the sofa creak behind her and knew that he had stood. His heavy steps thundered in her direction until he reached her. He stood behind her slightly to her left so that she could see him out of the corner of her eye.

corner“Now we will discuss rules. You will pay attention, and the only correct response to whatever I say is ‘yes, sir.’ Is that understood?”

She scowled, and rebellion bubbled to the surface. “Yeah.”

The air crackled in silent tension before a blast of pain brought her to her toes. He had struck her bottom, hard, and he wasn’t finished. He spanked her again, even harder, and she bucked into the corner with a yelp, her hips flush against each wall. His left hand reached around and splayed over her belly, pushing her hips away from the wall and holding her in place for the next stroke.

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Guest Authors · Old West Romance

Surrendered on the Frontier by Jane Henry

Jane Henry has written another wonderful western full of domestic discipline and romance. If you liked reading about Pearl and Aaron in Claimed on the Frontier, you’re going to love Samuel and Ruth. After the untimely death of her harsh, overbearing husband left her a widow at the age of twenty-three, Ruth Watson vowed that she… Continue reading Surrendered on the Frontier by Jane Henry

Old West Romance · Saturday Spankings

#SatSpanks: Don’t come between a wolf and his meal

Saturday SpankingsFor today’s Saturday Spankings snippet, I’m pulling an excerpt from my work-in-progress. My WIP has a super-alpha hero who knows exactly what he wants and what the heroine needs (even if she doesn’t know it herself). Enjoy!

Somehow, another moment of sanity intercepted her wild lust. She reached down, twined his thick blond hair into her fist and tore his face away from where it was buried between her legs. “You can’t do this!” she snarled at him.

His eyes narrowed into predatory stare, and he chuckled darkly. “I can, I will, and you should know better than to come between a wolf and his meal, my pet.”

He drew himself up so that he stood towering over her. With a calloused hand, he grabbed an ankle, flipped her on her stomach, and spanked her ten times in measured hard splats across each cheek. She yelped at each swat but enjoyed the punishment so much that she pressed her bottom into his hand every time it fell. How completely he had mastered her, when even the pain he inflicted felt like pleasure.

His evil laugh filled the room. “Oh, you’re a naughty one, aren’t you?” he said as his palm crashed against her sensitive skin for the final time.

When she didn’t answer, he took hold of her braid and tugged her head up so that they were cheek to cheek. “Aren’t you?” he growled.

“Yes!” she gasped, her scalp and bottom tingling.

The stubble of his beard scraped her cheek lightly as he moved his lips to the shell of her ear. “Say it,” he said in a harsh whisper. “Say, ‘I’m a bad little girl who needs to get fucked long and hard in my naughty cunt,’ and then I’ll give you what you need.”

If you like ’em rough, you might enjoy reading Trapper Jack’s and naughty Nettie’s story in Claimed by the Mountain Man.

claimedbythemountainman_fullJack’s stern chastisement and bold mastery of her body leave Nettie begging for more, but is she truly ready to give up her freedom to be claimed by the mountain man?

Read the first chapter.

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