Thank you for having me today Summer! I’m very excited about my new book His Girl, His Rules! In this excerpt Glory has gone to the BDSM club after Gabriel specifically told her she would not be allowed to; what happens when a girl so blatantly disobeys her Dom? Shall we take a look? Read on for the description, a hot little excerpt, and buy links. Thanks again, Summer!
Though Glory Walters writes erotic novels about firm-handed men who know how to deal with feisty women, she’s ashamed to admit she’s never experienced anything of the sort herself. But then she meets Gabriel—Sergeant Gabriel to the men he leads on the local SWAT team, but Master Gabriel to her—and suddenly the scenes in her books don’t seem so far-fetched anymore.
Gabriel has just been going through the motions in life since his wife’s death four years ago, but almost from the moment he sets eyes on her, he wants Glory as his own. Despite never having been taken in hand before, she responds beautifully to a good, hard, bare-bottom spanking, and his dominant lovemaking leaves her breathless. But when Glory foolishly puts herself in extreme danger, she soon discovers that naughty girls who take risks with their safety get their bottoms thoroughly punished… inside and out.
Publisher’s Note: His Girl, His Rules is an erotic novel that contains 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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Excerpt
Gabriel trapped her legs between his own to help her keep position. “Now you will receive a paddling for coming to this club without permission and once again wearing heels.”
“Yes, sir,” she said meekly.
He raised the paddle then brought it down crisply on the left side of her bottom. Glory’s reaction was immediately; she jerked and cried out at the intense sting left in the wake of the little paddle.
Gabriel wasted no time in bringing the paddle down again and again all over her cringing backside. He left no part of her bottom untouched and didn’t stop until her entire backside was a brilliant shade of scarlet from the middle of her crack to the top part of her thighs.
He paused, resting the paddle lightly on her bottom. “Now, do you think you have a better understanding of my expectations, young lady?”
She was barely able to sob out her answer. “Yes, sir.”
“What are my expectations?” he asked.
“I’m… n-never to come to the club without your express permission. I’m not to be rude and I’m not to wear heels.” The words were stilted and difficult to understand through her sobs, but she got them all out.
“Very good. Now I’m going to finish your spanking with six more swats and then you’re going to bend over this bench with your bottom on display for thirty minutes and think about why you were punished. Do you understand?” he asked sternly.
“Yes, sir,” she whispered through her tears.
Gabriel nodded and then tilted her hips even further over his knee. The last six swats would be delivered directly to her sit spots. The hand on her lower back moved to pull the skin of her bottom up a little to ensure each and every swat had the maximum effect.
He delivered the hardest swats yet—three in the exact same place on each side of her bottom that brought a keening wail from his little author.
Holding her in place, Gabriel rubbed her back a little until she calmed, then helped her into place over the bench. While he didn’t enjoy delivering harsh punishments, Gabriel did enjoy the site of her well-punished bottom on display with the base of the purple plug winking out from between her cheeks.
Standing, Gabriel held up the long thick school-type paddle. “If any dom or domme catches my sub in this club without me, please deliver ten swats with the board of education and then stand her in a corner to await further discipline from me.”
* * *
Glory cringed at his words and the answering cries of agreement from throughout the room. Her bottom was throbbing inside and out, as she knew was Gabriel’s intent. She was beyond embarrassed to imagine the sight she must make with her big red bottom on display complete with butt plug.
Then Gabriel knelt in front of her and placed the big long school paddle in her outstretched hands. “You will hold this while you contemplate your punishment. Your thirty minutes starts now.”
She held the heavy paddle and knew without a shadow of a doubt she never wanted to feel its sting. The small wooden paddle Gabriel had just wielded so thoroughly was all he needed to get his point across.
Glory sniffled miserably. Her bottom was on fire and she was sure her face was just as red; she was so embarrassed to be in this position showing her naughty bottom to all and sundry. Gabriel was quite serious about his rules.
It occurred to her that as thorough as the punishment had been, Gabriel had never once mentioned her adventures at the crack house. Her bottom flinched as she wondered if that meant she still had more punishment coming.
As sore as her bottom already was, Glory couldn’t imagine taking further punishment on it. She’d never sit again!
Suddenly she felt warmth at her back as Gabriel’s big hand grasped her once again by the nape of her neck as he leaned over her. “Are you thinking about what you could have done differently?”
“Yes, sir. I’m sorry I came to the club. I really thought when you told me you couldn’t deal with me that you were done.” Glory felt tears gather in her eyes once more as she remembered how hurt she’d been.
“Shhh, I love you, Glory. I’m still not very happy with you and we have a lot to discuss once we’re back at your house. You took your punishment very well; will you be able to take the rest of what you’ve earned as gracefully?” Gabriel asked.
She shivered as his breath fanned her sensitive ear. Glory wanted desperately to please him, but the thought of more spanking scared her even while his dominance sent another wave of heat to pulse between her thighs.
His broad palm stroked across her tender bottom lightly, as if enjoying the heat radiating off of it.
“You’ve been a very naughty girl, haven’t you, Glory?” he asked her as his hand skimmed down her bottom, tapped the end of the plug seated so deeply inside her, and then his fingers sank into her waiting heat. “You’re all wet, sweetness. Such a needy girl you are, is this for me?”
“Yes, sir… only for you…” Glory panted as he began to slide the plug in and out of her bottom again while the fingers of his other hand drove in and out of her quivering sheath and his thumb strummed over her clit in a circular motion.
Gabriel worked her expertly to the edge before stopping and soothing her with wide sweeping strokes down her back. Once she was calm, he went right back to using his fingers and the plug to drive her right back to the edge.
Glory clung to the paddle in her hands like her life depended on it as her need grew and grew until she was whimpering and pleading for release.
“Do naughty girls get to come?” Gabriel asked.
Glory started to cry. “No, sir. Naughty girls don’t get to come. Only good girls get to come. I’m so sorry!”
“I know you are, sweetness. I’m not ever going to have to repeat this lesson again, am I?” he asked her.
Excerpt
Gabriel trapped her legs between his own to help her keep position. “Now you will receive a paddling for coming to this club without permission and once again wearing heels.”
“Yes, sir,” she said meekly.
He raised the paddle then brought it down crisply on the left side of her bottom. Glory’s reaction was immediately; she jerked and cried out at the intense sting left in the wake of the little paddle.
Gabriel wasted no time in bringing the paddle down again and again all over her cringing backside. He left no part of her bottom untouched and didn’t stop until her entire backside was a brilliant shade of scarlet from the middle of her crack to the top part of her thighs.
He paused, resting the paddle lightly on her bottom. “Now, do you think you have a better understanding of my expectations, young lady?”
She was barely able to sob out her answer. “Yes, sir.”
“What are my expectations?” he asked.
“I’m… n-never to come to the club without your express permission. I’m not to be rude and I’m not to wear heels.” The words were stilted and difficult to understand through her sobs, but she got them all out.
“Very good. Now I’m going to finish your spanking with six more swats and then you’re going to bend over this bench with your bottom on display for thirty minutes and think about why you were punished. Do you understand?” he asked sternly.
“Yes, sir,” she whispered through her tears.
Gabriel nodded and then tilted her hips even further over his knee. The last six swats would be delivered directly to her sit spots. The hand on her lower back moved to pull the skin of her bottom up a little to ensure each and every swat had the maximum effect.
He delivered the hardest swats yet—three in the exact same place on each side of her bottom that brought a keening wail from his little author.
Holding her in place, Gabriel rubbed her back a little until she calmed, then helped her into place over the bench. While he didn’t enjoy delivering harsh punishments, Gabriel did enjoy the site of her well-punished bottom on display with the base of the purple plug winking out from between her cheeks.
Standing, Gabriel held up the long thick school-type paddle. “If any dom or domme catches my sub in this club without me, please deliver ten swats with the board of education and then stand her in a corner to await further discipline from me.”
* * *
Glory cringed at his words and the answering cries of agreement from throughout the room. Her bottom was throbbing inside and out, as she knew was Gabriel’s intent. She was beyond embarrassed to imagine the sight she must make with her big red bottom on display complete with butt plug.
Then Gabriel knelt in front of her and placed the big long school paddle in her outstretched hands. “You will hold this while you contemplate your punishment. Your thirty minutes starts now.”
She held the heavy paddle and knew without a shadow of a doubt she never wanted to feel its sting. The small wooden paddle Gabriel had just wielded so thoroughly was all he needed to get his point across.
Glory sniffled miserably. Her bottom was on fire and she was sure her face was just as red; she was so embarrassed to be in this position showing her naughty bottom to all and sundry. Gabriel was quite serious about his rules.
It occurred to her that as thorough as the punishment had been, Gabriel had never once mentioned her adventures at the crack house. Her bottom flinched as she wondered if that meant she still had more punishment coming.
As sore as her bottom already was, Glory couldn’t imagine taking further punishment on it. She’d never sit again!
Suddenly she felt warmth at her back as Gabriel’s big hand grasped her once again by the nape of her neck as he leaned over her. “Are you thinking about what you could have done differently?”
“Yes, sir. I’m sorry I came to the club. I really thought when you told me you couldn’t deal with me that you were done.” Glory felt tears gather in her eyes once more as she remembered how hurt she’d been.
“Shhh, I love you, Glory. I’m still not very happy with you and we have a lot to discuss once we’re back at your house. You took your punishment very well; will you be able to take the rest of what you’ve earned as gracefully?” Gabriel asked.
She shivered as his breath fanned her sensitive ear. Glory wanted desperately to please him, but the thought of more spanking scared her even while his dominance sent another wave of heat to pulse between her thighs.
His broad palm stroked across her tender bottom lightly, as if enjoying the heat radiating off of it.
“You’ve been a very naughty girl, haven’t you, Glory?” he asked her as his hand skimmed down her bottom, tapped the end of the plug seated so deeply inside her, and then his fingers sank into her waiting heat. “You’re all wet, sweetness. Such a needy girl you are, is this for me?”
“Yes, sir… only for you…” Glory panted as he began to slide the plug in and out of her bottom again while the fingers of his other hand drove in and out of her quivering sheath and his thumb strummed over her clit in a circular motion.
Gabriel worked her expertly to the edge before stopping and soothing her with wide sweeping strokes down her back. Once she was calm, he went right back to using his fingers and the plug to drive her right back to the edge.
Glory clung to the paddle in her hands like her life depended on it as her need grew and grew until she was whimpering and pleading for release.
“Do naughty girls get to come?” Gabriel asked.
Glory started to cry. “No, sir. Naughty girls don’t get to come. Only good girls get to come. I’m so sorry!”
“I know you are, sweetness. I’m not ever going to have to repeat this lesson again, am I?” he asked her.
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