Spankee Doodle Dandy – #ASMSG

Posted on May 23, 2013 by bentalice

For those in the northern hemisphere, summer is here! What better way to celebrate summer vacations than to give (or receive) a sizzling hot spanking? After the rousing success of Love Spanks and Spank or Treat, Anastasia Vitsky and her team of spanking fiction authors have returned to bring you a collective Spankee Doodle Dandy story extravaganza. It’s love and kisses for adults, and we do mean adults!

Want to become a Spankee Doodle Dandy ambassador and earn an extra prize entry? See below!

Even better, participation could earn you a GRAND PRIZE!

Kindle Fire or Nook Color (winner’s choice)!
(donated by Blushing Books)
$100 gift certificate
(donated by Blushing Books)
$20 gift certificate to Amazon!
(donated by Stormy Night Publications)

Custom-made Spankee Doodle paddle*!
(donated by Blondie’s Place)
*Available to US and Canada participants only

Book Bundles from:
Decadent Publishing
LazyDay Publishing
Stormy Night Publications

Pre-publication consultation of a manuscript up to 15K
(donated by Wizards in Publishing)

Many authors will also be offering a contest on their individual blogs. Your comment on their blogs automatically enters you in both the main contest and the individual contests!

What’s the catch? Absolutely nothing! We love writing for you and want to thank you for your readership. Perhaps someone might get a spanking or two, but that’s a reward rather than a catch, right?

Here are the rules:
Visit each blog between the Thursday, June 20th and Sunday, June 23rd to read the posted stories and excerpts.
Leave a comment answering the story question on each blog. You will receive one entry per blog for the grand prize drawing. You will also be automatically entered in that author’s individual contest, if he or she has one.
If you have visited all of the blogs, visit Ana’s blog to sign up for FIVE bonus entries to the grand prize. Deadline is midnight EDT (UTC -4) on June 23rd!!
If you successfully completed the Love Spanks or Spank or Treat challenge and visited all of the blogs for either challenge, you may add “VIP” to your comments. You will earn THREE bonus entries toward the grand prize. (Yes, we will be doing this again. Yes, if you successfully complete the Spankee Doodle Dandy challenge you can become a VIP for our next activity!)
Visit any of the participating blogs on Thursday, June 27th to find out the lucky winners. Will it be you?

Like these events? Want to support your friendly spanking fiction authors? Become a Spankee Doodle Ambassador! In exchange for promoting this event, you will receive one extra prize entry, AND you are still eligible to participate and win prizes! To find out the details, send an email to ana_stasia2007 at yahoo dot com, with the subject line “Spankee Doodle Ambassador”.

For more information, updates, and a list of participating authors, please visit: http://governingana.wordpress.com/2013/05/22/announcing-spankee-doodle-2013/

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Evie’s New Body – Coming May 27th – #ASMSG

Posted on May 23, 2013 by bentalice

When Evie, a dominant lesbian yearns for Christie, a straight girl, she projects her consciousness into Dan, the girl’s lover, little realizing that Dan is a submissive and that Christie is his young Dominatrix. The situation spins rapidly out of control and Evie finds herself trapped inside Dan’s body during an especially aggressive D/s scene involving multiple partners, cock-caging, bondage, female domination, caning and a strap-on. Find out what happens in my latest work – Evie’s New Body – when the term “she-male” takes on an entirely new meaning.

This is a snippet from Evie’s New Body – available May27th!

Dan struggled into his clothes and dashed out the front door, unaware that the had a hitchhiker riding along inside his body. Evie left Dan alone while he dressed and fretted about being late for his date. It wouldn’t do to distract the poor schmuck by pulling on his dick again – much as Evie wanted to. Having her own cock had been a novelty that Evie wanted to explore further. Also, the odd lack of tits, and the smooth and muscled chest had been fascinating. Evie wanted to use Dan’s fingers touch every inch of his body. But if she had done so, Evie feared that she may have been forced outside of Dan. She remembered that when Kathryn questioned why she was swearing so much, Evie had been shoved from the woman’s body. If Dan thought that he was behaving oddly, Evie thought that she may find herself without a male body to explore.

So she let the poor guy pack his junk away in his boxers and tight pants, as well as slip into a clean shirt, without trying to take charge and stroke his cock till it was rock-hard and trembling. Evie wanted to do that – wanted to run his hands over Dan’s flesh and explore it while the body was still something that they shared. Evie wanted the sensation of Dan’s cock in her hand again – wanted to know what the big deal was about a prick to a guy. Hell, Evie even wanted to know if Dan could bend over far enough to suck his own cock.

Evie vowed to try all of these things, but not right away. “First,” she thought to herself, “I’ve got to fuck Evie. Then maybe I’ll find out if this guy likes the taste of his own cum.” Evie smiled wickedly, and she thought Dan’s lips may have twitched at her own amusement. Carefully, she pulled herself deep inside Dan’s body, so as not to arouse any suspicion.

***

After more than an hour, Dan pulled his battered Mustang to the curb in front of Christie’s home in the suburbs of Corlene. Evie couldn’t believe that a pompous ass like Dan would drive such a beat up piece of shit. She figured him more as more the Corvette type; Dan’s dick wasn’t especially long – thick, but only about seven inches. Evie had guessed that he would try to compensate by driving an expensive car. She found that she admired him just a little bit for owning a car that was within his means.

“I guess he’s not such a dickweed,” Evie thought to herself. “He’s still an asshole, but not totally awful.”

Still unaware of the passenger he carried inside his body, Dan popped out of his car and dashed up the sidewalk to Christie’s front door. A hot sun had set an hour earlier, but the night was still steamy with Texas heat. Above the front door, a bug lamp flickered and zapped as insects darted into its blue light. Dan glanced up for a moment, straightened his shirt, and then tentatively tapped on the door. He fidgeted with his fingers while he waited for Christie to answer his knock. Inside of him, Evie wondered at the big man’s trepidation.

Slowly, the door creaked inward. A beautiful blonde stood in the doorway with her hand on the knob. She arched a perfectly plucked eyebrow high. “You’re late.”

Dan stammered and stepped forward into the house with his head down. “I’m sorry, Christie. Really-”

Suddenly Evie saw stars bursting in Dan’s head, and her own face stung! Without preamble, Christie had slapped Dan hard across the face, and he stepped back against the doorjamb. Dan looked up at her, tears stinging his eyes, and saw that Christie was furious. Her blue eyes blazed.

“You will call me Mistress!” Christie snapped. “Do you understand?”

That’s all for now, my pets. I’ve finished the story, and now I’m editing it and designing a cover. But I promise a wicked good story, with multiple partners, a strap-on, masturbation, a she-male and a scene that you’ve just got to read to believe. Evie’s New Body will be available on May 27th!

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Asking for a Spanking – A Fragment

Posted on May 20, 2013 by bentalice

“Take off your skirt and jacket.” Mason issued the command calmly, and knew that the woman would obey. After all, it was she who had come to him to his office and admitted theft at his store. She wanted to be punished – wanted to cleanse guilt from her mind and conscious.

Slowly, she nodded, then removed her jacket. Folding it neatly, she placed the garment on a nearby chair. Next, she unzipped her skirt, removed it and placed it on top of her jacket. They were smart clothes – expensive, and Mason knew this woman to be as wealthy as she was beautiful. He licked his lips, and then forward in his chair.

“Your hose,” he said simply, tilting his chin upward.

Shaking back her hair, the woman slid her thumbs into the waistband of her pantyhose. As she bent forward to remove the silky hose, Mason was treated to a view of her cleavage, as her breasts were still hidden by her white shirt. Mason decided to allow her the dignity of the shirt, excited by the prospect of spanking a half-naked woman.

She dropped her hose on top of her skirt and jacket, then stood erect, flushed with embarrassment.

“Come here,” Mason said. “I want to see you.” Mason pushed his chair back from his desk; the floorboards squealed in protest.

She stepped around the desk, and Mason had a good view of her hour-glass figure, nude from the waist down.

“Over my lap,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “Get comfortable.”

Head down, she shuffled forward, bare feet whispering on the hardwood floor. She seemed nervous, yet draped herself gracefully over Mason’s lap. Standing on tip-toe, she breathed heavily as his strong hands pulled her tight to his waist. She adjusted her position so that her fingertips and toes were both in contact with the wooden floor. Her eyes were closed when Mason raised her blouse high on her back. One hand caressed her panty-covered bottom, while the other held her tight to his hard body. She shivered when he tucked his fingers under the waistband of her undergarments.

“Ohhh,” she moaned when he tugged at her panties. Her legs were pressed tightly together, and the material was trapped at her crotch. She took a breath and spread her legs slightly.

Mason smiled as bared her bottom, pulling the woman’s panties to her ankles.

The first slap struck with no warning.

CRACK!

His firm hand slapped her left cheek and she jumped, despite her promise to herself that she would lay quietly and take her punishment. The spanking stung, but not too badly.

CRACK!

When his hand struck her right cheek, a nearly electric spark of arousal shot up her spine, and she instinctively shoved her pelvis hard against his lap. She gasped at the sudden desire for more, and gripped his legs tightly.

Posted in Spankings, Story Fragments | Tagged Alice, Alice Dark, Buttocks, Clothing, Dominance, dominant, domination, Erotic spanking, erotica, M/f spanking, otk, Panties, Skirt | 2 Comments

Sophia’s Birthday – May 19

Posted on May 19, 2013 by bentalice

Today was Sophia’s birthday, and I’ve long been stuck when it comes to finding the perfect gift for my girlfriend. She doesn’t really want anything, nor is there much that we need that either of us can afford.

I trudged to the mall, in hopes that walking the aisles would give me an idea.

It worked.

I found a pink candy heart no bigger than my thumbnail inscribed with the letters LOVE.

As we sat down for lunch, I cleared my throat, and Sophia looked up. Silently, I held the heart out between my thumb and forefinger so that she could read the letters chiseled into sugar.

Sophia has a beautiful smile, and when I saw her lips curve and widen, I knew that I’d found the perfect gift.

I placed the heart on the tip of my tongue and kissed her deeply.

Posted in Story Fragments | Tagged Alice, Alice Dark, f/f erotica, Sophia | 2 Comments

Sophia’s Spanking – #SatSpanks and #ASMSG

Posted on May 17, 2013 by bentalice

Bad Girls get Spanked

We were having a quiet dinner, a wonderful roast chicken that Sophia had obviously spent hours preparing. All of my favorites were there, spread out on a beautifully set table: mashed potatoes with gravy, green bean casserole, a freshly baked apple pie, and a lovely bottle of white wine.

Something was up. The meal was too perfect for the kind of rush-around days that were so common in the spring. Business was brisk, and yet Sophia had taken the time to put together an awesome meal.

“This is delicious,” I said, looking over my glass at my girlfriend. She blushed and looked down at her plate.

“Do you really think so, Alice?” she said softly.

Sophia didn’t look up. Something was definitely wrong. I carefully laid my fork on the table and touched the corner of my mouth with a napkin. “What’s wrong, Sophia?”

For a moment, Sophia was silent, though she wiggled uncomfortably in her chair. Then, Sophia straightened, looked me in the eye and pulled a note from her pocket and handed it across the table to me. She didn’t flinch, but her hand shook.

I looked down at the paper in my hand. It wasn’t the note that I thought it was. “Do you care to explain this?” I held the traffic ticket up and turned it till it was facing Sophia.

“I got caught speeding,” Sophia said calmly. “I was coming around the bend by Parker’s Creek-”

I didn’t let Sophia finish. This was the third ticket she’d gotten in a month – more than $500 in fines!

I leaped out of my chair and grabbed Sophia by her thick, dark ponytail. Yanking her forward, I bent Sophia across the table. I stepped quickly around behind her. Before she knew what was happening, Sophia’s skirt was tucked into her waistband and I had yanked her panties down around her ankles.

“Another ticket!” I was enraged. We couldn’t afford the tickets, nor the increase in our vehicle insurance, and Sophia was perilously close to losing her license. I raised my hand high. “Count them, Sophia!” I took a quick measure of her beautiful round bottom before I let my hand fall.

SMACK!

“One!” Sophia’s voice was sharp, and the number came out in a bark. “Please, Alice. No more!”

SMACK!

“Two!” Tears choked her voice. “Alice, I promise-”

SMACK!

“Th-th-three!” Sophia knew better than to lose the count, but still she pleaded with me between strokes. “Alice, oh god, Alice; it hurts!”

SMACK!

The sound of my hand meeting Sophia’s bottom got louder and faster, and she gritted her teeth while she sobbed out each and every stroke.

Internally I decided that 20 hard smacks would get the message across to Sophia that tickets for speeding were inexcusable. Besides, we still had a bottle of wine to finish and a long night ahead of us.