I am very excited to reveal my new naughty novel.
RELEASE DATE
11/12/2014
AMAZON – BARNES AND NOBLE
Take a rare peek into the mind of a Dominant
“I spank for pleasure, and I spank for punishment. The choice is yours.”
James Collier
James Collier is a London-based Dominant, and in this rare, unapologetic expose he shares, as he puts it, “some of the more romantic, debauched, and whimsical of my dances.” With help from Maggie Carpenter, he has dramatized his stories and put them together for this unique novel.
James opens up his life and shares his feelings, his perspective, and even a sampling from his “Directives And Things To Remember,” a list given the women who choose to surrender to his skilled, sensuous hands.
A man who loves Keats as much as The Rolling Stones, James is a disciplinarian and is quick to punish, as his tale of a public spanking makes abundantly clear, but he is also as romantic as he is strict, and he shares stories that will touch your heart.
Journey with James as he spanks with gusto, makes love with passion, and gives us a glimpse into the life of an old-fashioned but modern-day Dominant.
SNIPPET
She reached across to grab one of the loose cushions near the headboard, and I barely gave her time to settle before I began landing my palm with hard smacks. The satin fabric provided little protection from my slow, solid swats, and it didn’t take long before she was squealing into the pillow, and gyrating her hips from side to side.
“That was a decent start,” I declared. “Go into the closet and take off your clothes, all of them.”
Rising from my lap she grabbed her seat cheeks as she hurried away, and I took the respite to open my robe and rub my cock. It was standing at full attention, which was a problem since I had planned to send her to sleep with a well spanked bottom and a wet, hungry pussy. Hearing the closet door open I covered myself up, and turning around I saw her lovely nakedness walking towards me.
“Stay on that side of the bed and bend over the mattress, legs spread,” I ordered.
She splayed herself out, and walking around I saw how wonderfully crimson her bottom was.
“Tell me again, why are you being punished?”
“Because I was disobedient.”
“That’s only part of the reason, what’s the rest?”
“Because I tested you, because I wanted you to take control of me…like this…” she stammered.
“It’s called, being a brat,” I said sternly. “You threw a tantrum just like a brat, and brats require tough love.”
“Please, Sir,” she bleated, “I’m truly sorry.”
Ignoring her whimpering plea I sat down next to her and resumed my work, slapping her red skin with hard rapid swats, catching her sit spot with slicing blows that made her kick out and squeal.
“Sir, I swear, I’m so dreadfully sorry,” she wailed.
“I’m sure you are, but brats need strong discipline,” I replied, and reaching into my pocket I retrieved the thick butt plug I’d taken from my bag. “Pull your cheeks apart.”
Burying her head and groaning into the mattress she did as she’d been told; rising to my feet and standing behind her, I carefully applied a small amount of lube, then gently began to slide the plug home.
“Sir, it’s so big,” she mewled.
“Tough love, Caroline, open and accept it.”
Groaning loudly she did as I’d instructed, and as it moved into place I felt her resignation. My message had gotten through. Now I needed a simple underscore, along with an insurance policy for the future.
https://www.amazon.com/author/maggiecarpenter