Old West Romance · Saturday Spankings

#SatSpanks: Fetch me your hairbrush, young lady

Saturday Spankings

Good morning and welcome to my Saturday Spankings contribution, part of a blog hop where you can get your weekly dose of corporal punishment snippets from multiple authors. Today I’m sharing an excerpt from my book The Submissive Suffragette. It just came out as an audiobook! Check it out. I’ve also provided audio samples on my blog of two audiobooks that are currently in production: Corralling Callie and Emma’s Surrender.

Now, for the snippet. Carter’s about to inflict some tough love. Nalin is suffering deeply from a loss in her life, and her husband isn’t always sure about the best way to help her. It becomes very clear to him what he needs to do, however, after she utters words he can’t bear to hear.

large_3825_submissivesuffragette_500x755“I won’t hear you speak ill of yourself, Nalin. I’ll punish you. Is that what you want right now? To be punished?”

“I want only to die.”

Upon hearing those words, Carter shoved her off his lap onto her feet, a move that startled her after months of nothing but caresses from him. She looked at him with shock, something much different from her dazed expression of late.

“Fetch me your hairbrush, young lady.”

“No, Carter!” she said.

“Go on. Rattle your hocks.”

Tears sprung to her eyes. “No,” she repeated. “I don’t want you to spank me. I want you to hold me.” She moved toward him, but he held her back, stood, and walked past her to the dresser.

“What you want is of little consequence right now.” He picked up the hairbrush. “You just said you want to die. I’m inclined to do the opposite of what you want, since I want you to live.”

He sat on the bed again and observed her sad eyes, which began to spill the tears that had formed. As much as he hated to see her cry, Carter believed her tears were a good sign. She hadn’t cried at all since the day of the loss. She had only stared at him blankly with a glassy expression, which frightened him, but crying before a spanking was a normal response from her.

“You’re getting five extra swats for not fetching this when I asked for it.”

He cracked the flat surface of the hairbrush loudly against his palm to get a sense of what kind of wallop it packed. “Take off your nightdress.”

Nalin’s lower lip quivered. “All the way off? But why?”

“Now you’ve earned five more for questioning me instead of obeying. Don’t give me cause to add more, young lady. You’re already getting a sound spanking before the extras.”

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Old West Romance · Saturday Spankings

#SatSpanks: A spanking isn’t out of the question

large_3825_submissivesuffragette_500x755Good morning, and welcome to the Saturday Spankings blog hop. In my writing, I explore the feelings and thoughts behind the desire and need for spanking. The thing about domestic discipline and spanking is that the person subject to the discipline (usually the wife) doesn’t always know how to express what she needs, nor does she fully understand it herself in order to be able to communicate it effectively. In the scene below, I explore this conundrum. Carter has stopped disciplining Nalin because of her recent insistence that it’s not within a man’s right to discipline his wife, but how it makes her feel when he stops surprises them both. This scene is from my book The Submissive Suffragette, which takes place in the late-1800s when women’s rights were gaining ground. Hope you enjoy.

“I haven’t given you a child, Carter. I’m not a good wife. I haven’t fulfilled my most basic duty as a woman.”

Carter frowned at her. “Nalin, surely you don’t think you’re to blame for our misfortune in starting a family. I certainly don’t think you are.”

She looked past him out the window and spoke in a faraway voice, “I’ve failed at being a wife, and I’ve failed at being a suffragette. I’m a total failure.”

Carter’s temper flared. “Did you hear a word I just said?” he growled. “You haven’t failed at being a wife. Now failing as a suffragette, I wouldn’t know, but I doubt that too.”

Nalin gave her head a quick shake and focused her attention on him. “I heard what you said, Carter, but I don’t believe you. I have failed my duty as your wife. I know this because you said you’ve given up on me, and you won’t even spank me. You’ve always said it’s because you care that you punish me, so what am I to think when you don’t?”

Carter’s head was pounding. He rubbed his temples. “Well, Nalin, don’t think a spanking is out of the question, for one. The more of your nonsensical prattling I’m forced to endure, the more likely it becomes.”

Nalin’s eyes widened, and she looked at him with an expression that closely resembled hope. Carter’s consternation came to an end in that very moment, for she had unknowingly said more to him in that one look than in all her rantings about women’s rights. His wife had a strange new interest that didn’t make much sense to him, but he realized then that one thing was not new or complex, and that was the way she needed to feel his love. He suddenly understood what caused her tears that day.

Carter’s tone softened. “Come sit by me, Nalin love.”

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Old West Romance · Saturday Spankings

#SatSpanks: Overpower and Subdue

It’s time for Saturday Spankings! Here’s my excerpt.

From The Submissive Suffragette

“Stop distracting us from our reading,” Nalin said. “We were just getting to ‘The Subjugation of Women’ by Mr. John Mill before you so rudely interrupted. Weren’t we, Anna?”

“Yes. She’s right, Mr. Barnes,” the girl confirmed, asserting her loyalty to his wife.

Still frowning, Nalin continued to boss him. “Anna made a pie. It’s on the counter. Why don’t you busy yourself with eating it and leave us to our book learning.” She straightened her back and sat down.

“Yes, ma’am!” Carter sauntered to the kitchen, then turned when he arrived at the counter. “Honey, what does ‘subjugation’ mean?”

Nalin let out an annoyed sigh. “It means to overpower and subdue. You should read occasionally. It’s a common word,” she informed him in a clipped, condescending tone.

Carter smirked. “I see. Thanks for explaining that to your ignorant husband, and in such a patient manner too.” He walked back to her.

In less time than it would have taken for her to read the essay’s opening sentence, Carter wrestled Nalin into a belly-down position on the sofa. He clasped her wrists together behind her back in one of his hands and held a fistful of her hair in his other.

“Just so as I understand, does it mean something like this?” Carter asked her, his voice as sweet as honey.

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