Hi, everyone! I recently shared some news in my newsletter about what I’m working on, so I’d like to share it here too. First, the audiobook of Claimed by the Mountain Man is in production, and the fabulous Ken Solin will be bringing it to life. I’ve included the first chapter below so you can get an idea of what’s to come.
I’m also working on something brand spankin’ new for me, a modern-day Daddy Dom story. As you may know, so far I’ve only written historical westerns, so this is quite a change. I’m so excited to release this book! An excerpt is included below to whet your appetite.
Both of these projects are anticipated for release in September 2017, so stay tuned. If you haven’t subscribed to my newsletter yet, please do (ameliasmarts.com/newsletter)! That’s the best way to keep informed about my books.
Claimed by the Mountain Man
Narrated by: Ken Solin
Anticipated Release: September 2017
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Times are hard in Montana in the mid-1800s, and when Nettie finds herself impoverished, desperate, and alone after the death of her husband, she flees the town of Helena to escape the clutches of the local saloon owner. But living off the land quickly proves much more difficult than she’d hoped, and after days without food she resorts to stealing from Jack Abrams, a gruff mountain man and trapper who lives a secluded, uncomplicated life in the woods.
Jack doesn’t take kindly to being stolen from and when he catches her red-handed, Nettie ends up lying naked over his knee for a long, hard spanking. To her surprise, however, after her punishment Jack offers her food and shelter in return for cooking, cleaning, and doing as she is told. But Nettie is determined to never rely on a man again, and with a belly full of food and renewed determination, she abandons him to take another shot at living in the woods on her own.
Jack knows the headstrong girl won’t survive without his help, especially when she chooses a grizzly’s winter cave as her shelter, and he can’t stand by and idly watch her demise. When his irritation with her foolish pride boils over, he decides it is time to show her how thoroughly a man can dominate a woman silly enough to venture into the woods alone. Jack’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?
Publisher’s Note: Claimed by the Mountain Man is an erotic romance novel that contains sexual scenes and spankings. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
Excerpt from Daddy Dom WIP
Awkwardly, she splayed the top half of her body over the desk. Her breasts crushed against the cool wood.
“Widen your stance,” he ordered, his voice now clipped and clearly conveying his disciplinary intent.
With a small whimper, she moved her feet farther apart, which exposed her dripping pussy to the warm air and his view.
“How do you think Daddy should punish his naughty little girl for not completing her homework assignment?”
It seemed absurd to ask that question when it was clear exactly what he intended to do. “Two demerits?” she suggested.
She was grateful to hear him chuckle behind her. The moment was intense, but hearing his laugh caused her to relax just a fraction.
“Nice try, naughty girl. No, I think a spanking with this ruler will convey my expectations for obedience nicely. I’ll give you six swats, two for each question you left incomplete. Does that sound fair?”
Six didn’t sound so bad.
Three lines of fire branded her bottom in quick succession. It took her brain a moment to register the pain, but when it did, she shrieked and pushed back from the desk, clutching her poor burning bottom. Tears sprang to her eyes involuntarily. She couldn’t remember anything ever hurting that much. “Oh my god, oh my god,” she exclaimed, rubbing the scorched area frantically, trying to cool the burn. “That hurt!” she screeched at him.
“It was supposed to, young lady. Disobedient little girls do not get the privilege of having a bottom that’s not sore. Get back into position.”
She stared pleadingly into his eyes. “That was enough punishment. I promise to complete all homework assignments from now on.”
The expression on his face was implacable. “I’m sure you will, but Daddy is still going to finish your punishment.”
She whimpered, his words causing her pussy to leak and her bottom to clench. She absolutely didn’t want the last three swats. The whippy plastic ruler from hell had already caused an inferno on her poor bottom, but hearing his calm resolve did strange things to her nether regions.
Somehow, she convinced herself to assume the position in which her poor posterior was vulnerable to more punishment. He ran a warm hand over each cheek, and patted her bottom. “Legs apart.”
If so, you might like my currently published book, His Little Red Lily, which is a mild age play historical western romance. Click the image to read the blurb on Amazon. Thanks for stopping by my blog!