Sunday, July 20, 2014

The Coach's Discipline: "You are not your Mother" Snippet from Katherine Deane

Addy: I am very excited to share a scene from Katherine Deane's solo release, The Coach's Discipline, today.

It is a very powerful scene and really spoke to me on a lot of levels. I saw a lot of myself described in the moments between Claire and Nick and even got emotional. You see I hear this line so often I hear it in my dreams. My mother was unable to care for me after I was born (we won't go into the father unit in this post) and I was lucky enough to have her parents take me in. I watched her destroy her own life over and over again as well as make poor choices along the way. I do not blame her nor do I hold anger but the abandonment and life decisions left me with very low self esteem and the constant fear of "turning" into her.

I also hear Nick's line from other family members, my siblings, my friends, my husband. They tell me how thoughtful I am for x,y, and z plus this plus that plus my honesty, loyalty, compassion, ect but are baffled when I stare at a mirror and see none of these qualities.

I've been doing some serious soul searching and meditation and am happily (and finally) moving towards my greatest good especially with the help of a really small knit group of five women who are all about supporting each other.

Katherine: Thanks for having me today, Addy! I am so glad this story touched you as it did me. And thanks for your really kind words about the story. I appreciate it. :)

This scene takes place in Nick's apartment, and shows Claire's despair over an over reaction on her part.
Addy: Please enjoy Katherine's snippet below and be sure to go and get your copy of The Coach's Discipline today!

She nodded and stifled a small sob, then looked up at him with tears in her eyes, “I-I want you to spank me,” she sniffled.


“Why not? You said to ask you for what I want, and right now I need you to spank me.” She turned her angry eyes onto him.

“Want and need are two separate things. You want me to spank you, so you can punish yourself for lashing out. But you don’t need that kind of interaction right now.” He explained carefully.

“Fine. Then what do I need, oh great leader?” she asked sarcastically as the anger blazed from her eyes.

She was baiting him; trying to get him to spank her. They both knew it. He needed to keep his own temper in check.

Taking a deep breath, he pulled them both to stand in front of the couch, and placed his hands firmly on her shoulders. “What you need—” he looked straight into her eyes, not letting her drop her gaze, “—is to be told you are good, you are kind, and you are loved.”

Her lower lip quivered, and her brow furrowed as she clenched her lips tightly together.

“You answer three a.m. distress calls from teammates who want to sob about their latest break up; you cross train with the injured runners so they don’t have to be alone; you offer support and loving advice to the women who can’t reach their goals.”

“How’d you know about all that?” She peeked up at him, and bit her lip in embarrassment.

“I coach women, Claire. Word gets around. Everyone thinks you’re amazing—except you.”

He pulled her chin back up to meet his gaze as he continued. “You are the kind of woman who doesn’t make fun of younger runners for their hero worship, who is generous with her time and her love, who is humble in all her accomplishments, and who cares, genuinely, for the emotional well being of others.”

The tears streamed down her face, and she hunched her shoulders in on herself.

“Look at me,” he commanded. “You are a beautiful, talented young woman who makes her own decisions in life, who does not let her past determine who she is or who she will be, who knows the worth of true friendship, and who is fighting every day of her life to make herself a better woman than she was the day before. You are Claire Jacobs. You are not your mother.”

She shook her head as she cried.

“Say it and believe it, Claire. I am. Not. My. Mother.”


Blurb: Marathon runner Claire Jacobs has always dreamed of making it to the Olympics, but she has a habit of getting in her own way. With the help of Nick Fox, a legendary coach known for his unconventional techniques, she prepares for one last shot at her dream. Traumatic memories of her experience with her last coach still haunt Claire, though, and in spite of his reputation she finds it hard to trust Nick’s authority.
The more time he spends with Claire, the more Nick finds himself enchanted by her drive and deep commitment to her fellow runners. But when her self-destructive behavior crosses the line, Nick realizes he has only one option to help the woman he has come to care about so much—he will need to give her the first spanking of her life and make sure it is one she will not forget.

Despite his firm discipline, Claire quickly comes to crave Nick’s dominance and direction, and soon he has grown to be much more than just her coach. But when jealousy and misunderstandings threaten to tear the team apart, will she run away as she always has in the past, or can she trust in her newfound love and race toward her goals with an open heart?

Publisher’s Note: The Coach’s Discipline is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Bio:  Katherine Deane is a romantic at heart.

While she enjoys her life as a stay at home mom, married to the man of her dreams, she also loves fantasizing.

She reads and writes in many different genres, but her favorites are:
spanking romance, paranormal, fantasy, and science fiction.

She blogs about her life as an everyday woman (and closet Spanko), and about her career as a newly published author.

You can catch up with her at

Thank you so much for stopping by! Have a wonderful day.



Saturday, July 19, 2014

#SatSpanks Saturday Spankings

Hi! I'm happy to be a part of Saturday Spankings again! It's been a while so I am sharing a snippet of my current WIP, Supernatural 101

Friday, July 18, 2014

Corbin's Bend Blitz: Leading The Way

I am thrilled to be a part of the Corbin's Bend Blitz! I'm sharing an excerpt from Constance Masters (love her!) title, Leading the Way. Please enjoy and be sure to enter the give-a-way! 

Zachary Cunningham moved his family to Corbin's Bend when everything in their life seemed out of control. In a DD relationship with his wife Erin, he thought things had leveled out now that they lived in a community where everyone watched out for one another and discipline was the norm. Surely his family life could be more settled now.

Erin had never made friends easily and in Corbin's Bend she found it doubly as hard. A little too hard on herself, she ignored her mentor and any friendliness from neighbors; so afraid of making a mistake that she didn't try. Until her husband insisted. Having convinced herself she was doing what he wanted, she made friends with a few ladies who liked to push the envelope a little. From bowling to a strip club to smoking a little weed, her life was definitely a lot more fun, even if she was hiding her activities from Zach.

When her husband and the board of Corbin's Bend discovered their indiscretions, Erin and her friends found out what public discipline really meant. When the discipline led to a larger sense of security and more friendships than she could have imagined, Erin began to understand that following Zachary's lead truly was the way.

“I hear you went out for dinner last night,” Diana said happily when she met with Erin the next day to talk about the dinner party.

“Uh-huh. It was nice to have a family night out. It was a reward of sorts for me, you know, calling you.” Her face flushed a little pink.

“I see.” She grinned. “Zach worried that you wouldn’t, but it isn’t easy for the head of house sometimes. He’d already spanked you once and he was hoping to avoid another punishment so soon.”

“He told you he punished me?” Erin’s face had gone from slightly pink to red-hot within minutes. She felt like she was having a hot flash.

“He confided in us. Nothing he, or you for that matter, tells us will go past us, unless you want it that way. We’re here to help.”

“Okay, if you say so. It just seems like it’s private that’s all.”

“It is private, just between the four of us.” She smiled. “And maybe Brent if we were worried about something.”

“Oh my goodness.”

“He’s the head of this place. Erin, you don’t need to feel embarrassed here about anything. That’s why you moved here. That’s why everyone moved here.”

“I know. I’m trying to get my head around that. I never thought I was a prude, you know? I mean, I’m not but when I hear bottoms being spanked in the middle of the afternoon when I go for a walk to fetch my kids from the park or when I see someone get swatted in public, it makes me feel funny like I’m a voyeur or something.”

“There’s a little voyeur in all of us, Erin, I think, but I wouldn’t worry too much about people getting spanked. It’s what we do. These houses are soundproofed so if they didn’t want you to hear, you wouldn’t. Maybe it’s their thing. Either it turns them on or maybe a little humiliation is part of their punishment.”

“I’ve never thought about it that way.”

“See, that’s why it’s good to talk about things with your mentor, because they can help you look at things the way they are and not worry about what they might be.”

“That’s true.”

“So I bet going out to dinner wasn’t the only reward you got?” Diana said with a grin.



I think most of us have trouble trusting at one time or another. When we are children the first people we trust are our parents, generally. We trust our siblings if we have any, our grandparents. Doctors, priests and ministers if our parents tell us that that's ok. We take their word because we trust them. If we are lucky enough to find someone who becomes the missing part of us, we learn to love that person and trust comes as a part of that love. They probably get to know us better than anyone else because we share our whole selves with them; everything from our likes and dislikes, dreams and wishes, to our fetishes. Living a life of domestic discipline is something that most participants don't share with others. Maybe that's because they're not a hundred percent sure they'll be understood because it can so easily be misinterpreted or maybe because it's something special that's just for them. It could seem that sharing that part of their lives would diminish the couple's special bond.

What if though you could live in a place where there were no inhibitions. You could be free. Sounds perfect doesn't it? Maybe. Zach did find freedom in Corbin's Bend right from the get go. He embraced the experience of sharing with other spankees, of having a mentor to talk things over with. After all, being the head of household was a big responsibility and it was reassuring to be able to talk things out. To reassure himself that he was on the right track.

For some people the change mightn't be so easy. When you've kept a part of yourself private for so long, instantly trusting virtual strangers might be hard. Erin found it hard but when her husband insisted she didn't have a choice. She had to talk to her mentor and to start sharing that part of herself that she'd always kept so close to her chest. Putting aside her greatest fear she did as Zach told her to because the start of trusting everyone else in Corbin's Bend began with trusting him.

Constance Masters is a 54 year old wife, mother and grandmother from Australia. She specialises in spanking romance and has nine published works. Leading the Way, her Corbin's Bend novella will be her tenth. Her work is mostly romance with a little hint of drama and a large slice of humour. She likes to find the humour in everyday life.

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Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Katherine Deane's Coach's Discipline Launch Party!

I am super excited to announce Katherine Deane's Coach's Discipline Release Party!

Run over this Saturday for fun and prizes:

Coach’s Discipline by Katherine Deane

Claire Jacobs always dreamed of making it to the Olympic Trials in the marathon. Unfortunately, she has a habit of getting in her own way. Enter Nick Fox, a no-nonsense coach, willing to use unconventional methods to bring her in line. Traumatized by her last coach and still recovering from self-destructive habits, Claire finds it hard to trust Nick’s authority about what she can and can’t handle on the trails. Still, her attraction for him deepens, even when she discovers he believes in good old-fashioned spanking as a method of correction.

As Nick spends more time with Claire, she enchants him with her drive and deep commitment to help her fellow runners. But when she gets into an argument with a teammate, he realizes he only has one option—to give the talented woman he cares about the first spanking of her life, a spanking that is not going to be fun for either of them. 

Claire and Nick grow closer and she comes to crave Nick’s dominance and direction. Discovering the emotional healing and strength to succeed during training, she moves past her shyness and self-doubt to step into a leading role with the young women on the team. But when team politics, jealousy and misunderstandings create drama, will she revert back to her old pattern of running away? Or can she learn to trust in love and race toward her goals with an open heart?

Publisher’s Note: Coach’s Discipline is an erotic romance novel that includes spanking, including domestic discipline in a contemporary setting, anal play, sexual scenes, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Available for sale on Saturday!

Spanking Romance Reviews is now hosting Book Release Parties! Join us Saturday, July 12th at noon EST on our Facebook page for the book launch party for Coach’s Discipline by Katherine Deane. 

Prizes include books by Cara Bristol, Maren Smith, Natasha Knight, Patricia Green, Casey McKay, Tara Finnegan, Etta Stark, Renee Rose, Adaline Raine and more!

Be sure to stop by!
<3 Addy

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

#SpankA2Z Spanking Blog Challenge: "P" is for Pact

For today's challenge I am talking about Dinah McClod's newest release, The Marriage Pact.
 Look at the super hot cover. Go ahead - look down. So hot right? 

Here is a tiny snippet from the free sample over at Blushing. 
You can go read the preview but you don't need one. Just go buy it!


"Ride me, Shan.”

I could feel my thighs slick with moisture and my craving felt insatiable. I moved toward him and pushed him back onto the couch, rather forcefully, but he just laughed. I turned my attention to his hard cock, also shiny with my juices. I took it in my hand and moved up and down his length until I had him groaning. “A kiss for luck?” I suggested just before I took it in my mouth, tasting him.

“Shan,” he rasped out, but I kept going, moving my lips up and down until he was hard as a rock.

Only then did I straddle him and lower myself onto his waiting cock. I saw him grit his teeth and shut his eyes and I felt a heady rush at being able to make him feel this way. Is this how he felt when he made me orgasm? Spurred by the thought, I rode him hard and fast, enjoying the feel of my breasts bouncing up and down as I did.

Brody enjoyed it, too, if the expression on his face was anything to go by. When I felt his muscles go taut, I knew he was close. I reached down and cupped his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze to seal the deal. Our orgasms were almost simultaneous. Just as Brody was groaning his release, the first wave crested over me and my body rocked with the force of it. As the second wave was building, I collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily.

Brody pulled me to him, caressing my sweaty hair as I rode to the top of my summit. It would have been a hard road down, if he hadn’t been right there. We lay in silence for a few minutes, concentrating on inhaling and exhaling, which was all we could do right then.

When my blood began to cool down, I turned to Brody and smiled. He looked sleepy and I knew I probably did, too. I reached out and stroked his cheek, grinning as my fingers caressed his stubble. His mom was always after him to shave more. In that moment, I thought things would always be as perfect as they were just then. I should have known better; things can never stay the same.

“We should get dressed,” I suggested as I sat up.

He smiled back and I looked at him expectantly, unable to see the train that was headed for me. He didn’t give me any clue; he didn’t drop to one knee or anything like that. Instead, he took my hands in his and rocked my world with a sentence. “I love you so much, Shana Rae. Willyoumarryme?”

It came out in a jumbled rush that took me a minute to decipher. But I’d been deciphering Brody for a long time and I knew that he always talked super-fast when he was nervous. When the words untangled themselves and their message reached my brain, I felt frozen in time, stuck in between knowing that what we had was precious and knowing it couldn’t last—wouldn’t last, once I broke his heart.

Once I thought about it, I found it strange that I didn’t feel excited, like I’d always pictured myself being when he popped the question. I wasn’t anything, I thought when I looked deeper. I felt numb, paralyzed by the staggering disappointment I alone knew was coming. I tried to keep my breathing even and my pulse steady.

“Shan?” He laughed nervously.

I forced myself to smile even as my heart was breaking. I looked at him, taking it all in while we were still in this moment, before the hope in his eyes evaporated. His light brown hair was still spiked a bit up top, no matter how many times he tried to brush it down. His brown eyes had specks of green in them that shone deep and dark as emeralds after we made love. Every time I saw the green glittering beneath the brown, my sex clenched even as my heart became light. He had sharp features and a high forehead—the face of a man meshed with the face of a boy who was still growing into his natural good looks. My eyes lingered to his lips—those soft, pink kissable lips. On impulse, I leaned forward and brushed my lips over his. I sighed when I pulled away—it was now or never.


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