Spanking Implements – Part One

Oh, the word spanking. What kind of emotions does it bring to the table? Or the lap. Yes, I’m teasing on this gloomy Saturday morning. I write spanking stories mixed with suspense, danger, love, laughter, extortion and yes, murder. BUT… What does spanking add? We’ve already discussed that spanking is a genre that is here to stay. Spanking stories have been around for a long time. Readers can’t seem to get enough. I don’t care who your alpha male is – cowboy, alien, corporate CEO, attorney, doctor, outlaw or in the case of my series – smokejumpers. Powerful, dominating and sexy men rule. Literally.

What I think authors sometimes have quandaries about is what implement to use. Don’t spanking sayinglaugh. There is an art to using every single one of them. Practice is needed, skills for using certain floggers, canes, whips, etc. and some are considered far too harsh, especially for the situation. Also, there’s the logistics problem. What am I talking about? Well, think about being at the in-laws and that pretty but mouthy wife needs a hard spanking. How in the world are you going to excuse yourself to get the job done? Do you go out for a drive? How about go into the guest bedroom and close the door, hoping that the music coming from your iPhone is enough to mask the sound? Then there are the woods…

Do I have your mouth watering yet?

Think about being at a restaurant with friends and she disrespects her husband in an egregious fashion. Are you going to allow the disregard for rules, and perhaps decency, to go unchecked? Hmmm… What do you do? Take the truck to the back of the crowded parking lot and hope that no one can see, or maybe instead hope they do, adding to the humiliation level? What implement are you going to use?

In both cases, I doubt you’re going to have a duffel bag with you, filled with various spanking tools. And there are dozens. The imagination sometimes is the only hindrance. From belts and floggers, quirts and whips, canes, paddles, spoons, carpet beaters, switches, and the good old fashioned hand, what is the handiest tool in the toolbox? Snicker….

When writing various scenes, I get BORED to death with the same ole, same ole. I just do. I’ve spanked so many women with hands, belts, paddles, etc. that I roll my eyes at times. Of course, in books. And so, I try and be creative, but the implement must fit the spanking in order for the reader to believe in the level of punishment. I highly doubt that any husband is going to have a handy, dandy whip around, or in the car. Let alone, this type of implement is considered severe, only sometimes used in BDSM, and should NOT be taken lightly. This is where the training comes in. But does he always need to use his hand and nothing else?

So, let’s look a few implements that are typical.

THE HAND

Yeah, I need to start here first. There is nothing more personal than the use of the hand. Think about the scenario… A nice dinner, a lively conversation that turns into an argument. He says something that you don’t like, you follow with a nasty retort, accusing him of forgetting all about you, he counters with another comment and the situation gets ugly. At some point, you’ve raised your voice, now screaming obscenities in a very colorful stream. Imagine his face, stoic, allowing you to vent and when you’re finally through, finally, he eases his fork to the table and looks at you. THE LOOK. The one that he only uses when you’re in trouble.

You begin to perspire, beads trickling down from your forehead. You know you’ve crossed the line. When he calmly says, “I don’t appreciate your behavior and we’re going to deal with this right now. Right here.” Well…  You squirm in your seat, swallowing several times and fan your face as heat rises, creeping up from the swell of your breasts. Yes, you deserve a hard spanking for insolence. Yes, you know what you did was wrong, but you don’t want a spanking. Not now. Not in the middle of dinner.

No such luck.

He pushes back his hardback chair and pats his lap. There are no other need for words at this point. You hesitate then drop your head as you take that LONG walk to the other side of the table. Once there, he takes your hands, rubbing them with his fingers, and explains exactly what you did wrong and that he’s disappointed in you. As he guides you over his lap, lifting your skirt and lowering your panties, you long to be able to take back everything, every horrible word you muttered.

Smack! Crack!

The pain rushes into your legs and ass and you wiggle, ready to apologize for everything you’ve ever done wrong.

Pop! Slap!

Hmmm… I think you get the point. I think, and just my opinion, that a hand spanking is so very personal and can be used in various locations. What else?

THE WOODEN BRUSH

Now, I personally think that for most spankees, the brush is dreaded. This delicious implement is very portable, perfect to place in a glove compartment or a suitcase without drawing any extra attention. A beach trip, a business trip, a drive to the store or to see family – perfect. The handle, being short, is perfect for him to wrap his hand wooden hairbrusharound. Excellent control and can be used in confined spaces. PLUS, the thudding pain, which is VERY different than stinging such as a cane or switch, delivers a highly painful whack in a short burst. Do you have one in every glove compartment or center console of your vehicles? Hmm… You should.

What if you don’t have anything that works with you while you’re out on a normal Saturday, doing those dreaded errands? You’ve both had LONG weeks and are exhausted and you’re particularly cranky. The snapping begins the moment you slide into the passenger seat. You had difficult employees, long days and the weekend seems to be nothing but chores. The ride to Target begins the snapping. You can’t help but jab at him for not doing the laundry or cutting the grass. You remind him that he promised a discussion about your upcoming vacation and – nope. He didn’t follow through.

What’s a girl to do? Act like a prima donna. Okay, so that might be extreme, but you get the point. We’ve all been there as women. Tired of doing the lion’s share of the household chores, even though this is considered our responsibility. What does you man think? What can he do? Wait until you are safely secured behind closed doors of course, but…

Target – you walk inside together. Only a few items to pick up and one last stop before going home. You continue to nag. Nag. Push. Biting words. Nasty innuendoes. What can your man do? Have you select the perfect brush for a hard spanking smack in the middle of the parking lot and all on a crowded shopping day.

This time, he says nothing and doesn’t even bother to give you the infamous – you’re in trouble – look. He simply goes to the brush aisle. As you stand there, gripping the handle of the cart, he goes down the LONG row of brushes until he notices the various wooden handled selection. He begins to pull them off one by one, feeling the grip, swinging the brush as you stand mortified. Soon, shoppers all around you are watching, gawking at the act. He feels the bristles then holds the third choice into the light, twisting and turning.

Smack!

He slaps the back against his hand and nods, obviously satisfied. That’s when he gives you the look. You finish your shopping trip and when everything is placed in the trunk, he calmly tells you that you’re going to receive a spanking right here. In the middle of the parking lot. On the busiest shopping day of the week. Can you imagine your thoughts as he drives to the back of the lot – at least away from the heavy majority of other vehicles. He parks and calmly gets out, moving to the passenger side, opening the door. He takes your hand, easing you out then says in no uncertain terms that he’s going to sit down, push back the seat and you’re going to lie over his lap.

You can see the brush, fresh and new, ready to spank your naked ass. You wiggle down your panties before lying across his lap. Of course, the door is open and you know anyone can come by.

Smack! Slap!

Ooohhh… The spanking itself is painful, but what about the concept of humiliation? Whew…

THE BELT

The tried and true leather belt. The very one he wears the majority of the time. The brown, well-worn inch wide belt is the one you purchased over a year before. You overspent, creating an overdraft on the bank card and there is no excuse. You know it.coiled belt He knows it and there is no choice but to provide a punishment spanking. This one is going to hurt. I think the belt has been used since spankings began, often considered the go-to for many Heads of Household. The belt will leave marks, often welts and you dread this type of spanking more than any other.

But you deserve…

Saturday morning. He’s waited all night given his anger and decides to start the weekend off with a spanking, a round of heated discipline. You knew this was coming. Don’t tell me that you didn’t. When he commands you to go into the bedroom, undress and place two pillows on the bed, then wait in the corner until he comes in, thinking about the rules you broke, the basic infractions, you sniffle but refuse to cry. Yet you obey. As you’re standing in the corner, thinking about why you had to have yet another shirt that will hang in the closet, you try and think of how to apologize. You wait.

And wait.

And what seems like an hour later, he enters the room, telling you to lie across the pillows. You’re shaking, anxiety kicking your ass, but you’re resigned to the hard spanking and do as you’re told. Arms over your head, legs together, face pressed against the comforter. He explains the rules again. AGAIN. Then he tells you in no uncertain terms that you’re going to receive thirty smacks. THIRTY? You’re going to die!

Crack! Slap!

The leather strap hits you in the perfect sit spot and you wince, determined to keep your position.

Smack! Thwack!

The pain is excruciating and you’ll begin to beg for forgiveness. He reminds you to keep quiet as he rubs your back.

Pop! Crack!

When the spanking is over, he gathers you into his arms, comforting you and the words are there. Forever in his heart.

I love you…

Well, I hope you’ve gathered a sense of just a few examples. In writing stories, the actions and spankings need to seem real, personal and perfect for the setting. What do you think? What is the implement of choice in your house? What do you like to read about in spanking books? Is there a go to implement in your car or truck?

My naughty mind working overtime.

Kisses and spanks…

Piper

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Highlighting New and Enticing Authors

I wanted to take today and highlight three new authors to Blushing Books. Well, Bethany Leigh wrote several books then took some time off, but she’s back with an upcoming and very exciting book. I think it’s important to make certain we support new authors. Writing is hard work, much more so than I think readers understand. It’s not just about sitting back, typing several thousand words, but creating a world of pleasure, mystery, angst. As authors, we love what we do, but… When a book is finished, there’s so much more that’s involved. Editing, book covers, blurbs and marketing. Lordy the marketing.

I hope you enjoy just a little taste of three authors.

BETHANY LEIGH – GROOMED – COMING SOON

It’s 1999 and Charlotte and Connor have just got the internet at home. One night, Charlotte comes across an intriguing forum. It consists mostly of women posters whose husbands discipline them when they misbehave. In other words, they’re living Groomed finalCharlotte’s dream!

Charlotte’s marriage is in trouble. Work and family pressures have pushed her and Connor apart. The forum posters claim domestic discipline makes marriages closer, more intimate, that sex is through the roof. Charlotte wonders whether introducing the old-fashioned discipline she yearns for can bring her and Connor closer together too.

But Connor doesn’t take to the lifestyle and the failure frustrates Charlotte and drives them even further apart. In desperation, she seeks out a disciplinarian through the forum to satisfy her needs. He seems caring, thoughtful and is willing to take things slowly, allow time to build trust.

But there’s a missing backpacker who just might have a connection with the same disciplinarian.

Can Charlotte trust this charming man she’s met on the internet?

And how will it affect her marriage to Connor?

Will Charlotte ever get the loving discipline she craves?

ASHA DANIELS – HER RUGGED COWBOY – AVAILABLE NOW

I am a cowboy. I ride hard and play harder, refusing to deny any desires, no matter the cost.

Trust? There is no trust left, not after the hand I’ve been dealt.

Her Rugged Cowboys_200x300When she walks into my life, a spitfire and all woman, I will take what I want.

That is, if my brother doesn’t capture her heart…

Cowboy – synonymous with sexy as hell, the kind of rugged and dominating man every woman craves.

When there are three of them, the hunger becomes intoxicating.

For one woman, a caustic relationship requires a change of venue. Little did she know what the Pensive Steed Ranch would offer.

WILLA BRADLEY – HARVEST MOON RIDE – AVAILABLE NOW

Multiple word champion equestrienne, Etta Ross, has a dilemma.  How does she rescue the small band of mustangs from the rustlers who want to smuggle them to Mexico for slaughter while avoiding a run in with the legendary Texas Rangers?  If all she had to do was save the mustangs, her mission would be easy.  But she runs afoul of sexy Texas Ranger, Brody Jensen, when she’s wounded and stranded on foot in the middle of Willa Bradley Harvest Moon Ride -- Covernowhere.

Not buying her explanation that she was out for a walk, Brody is bound and determined to protect Etta who is adamant that she can save herself.  Brody is convinced that a few trips over his knee for a bare bottom spanking followed by his dominant lovemaking is just the remedy to Etta’s headstrong cowgirl ways.

Pretty tasty – eh? I hope you’ll take a chance and grab a copy.

Enjoy your day

Kisses 

Piper

What’s coming soon on my blog? Spanking Implements. 

 

Do you Believe in Maintenance Spankings? What about a Disciplinarian?

I think the weekend blog truly showed how much the topic of spankings in a household is on the minds of readers and authors alike. There are thousands of spanking books, hundreds of blogs/tumblrs devoted to the subject, so obviously this is a phenomenon that’s here to stay. AND it’s a lifestyle that is practiced more than some might think. Domestic Discipline lifestyles can work, saving a relationship or keeping an even keel in the household. But every couple is different and the experience is special to them, rules carefully selected for their needs.

I was writing a scene yesterday from my other pseudo – Dakota Black from the last Texas Oil book. My heroine was angry, enraged by something happening on her ranch and in order to maintain a calm demeanor while dealing with a difficult situation, she went to a man who provided her with regular relief. While they’d been lovers of sorts, their true relationship involved the fact he was her disciplinarian. She was given a sense of relief and re-centering. So, given certain comments regarding the recent spanking blog, I developed additional questions. Writers are always trying to find sexier or differentspankopoly methods to write a love scene or in certain cases, spanking. The how, when, with what, and how often has to be determined as well as believable.

Authors are also enjoy finding sexy pictures. Whether we enjoy providing sizzling images of men who fit our alpha characters to spanking scenes that can be shown on basic social media, we often search the internet. You have to remember, authors are responsible for the majority of their marketing. I came on this little jpg and had to smile. Then, my wicked mind took over. I once wrote a piece called Spankdown and it had everything to do with a little game. While the piece was so much fun to write, spankings and the lifestyle isn’t something to take frivolously.

Maintenance discipline – I can’t tell you how many times I’ve made certain my heroine is told in no uncertain terms that she’s going to receive a spanking often, if not every day, in order to provide stability, create a difference in the relationship. Now, we’re not talking thirty minutes of hard belting. Sometimes a maintenance spanking means no more than being taken over his knee the first thing in the morning or right before bed and given twenty or so smacks on the bottom. That can truly help a woman understand her place and provide a sense of protection, love and adoration.

Readers chomp at the bit for reading more than one spanking scene in a book. They want to know the hero has full control and doesn’t mind spanking his lady when necessary. That might create all kinds of swirling thoughts. Can she tolerate a spanking every day or every other day? What kinds of implements are used? Does the Dominant need any special training in order to do this? Should he spank in anger?

My answers – and I’m no expert so don’t quote me here. Anger – NEVER should a punishment of any kind be given in anger. The Dominant or Head of Household needs to be in full control before providing any type of discipline. He (or she) needs to be calm in order to provide what is necessary while tempering and controlling his actions.

Training – there are methods that work better, whether the HOH is using his hand, a belt, a paddle or a switch. Serious harm can be done to the spankee. You can’t whip along the small of the back – kidneys. That’s a single example. So, yes, I believe that every Dominant needs to learn and understand how an implement should be used before ever trying it.

Can a woman handle a spanking every day? Yes, but again, it’s all about the severity. Practiced and trained HOH’s know when enough is enough. They realize there can be bruising, welts and I’ve seen pictures of blood being drawn. REALLY? This isn’t about harming the love of your life. Spankings are another tool, not a threat for bodily injury. I can’t emphasize that enough.

From the couples involved in domestic discipline, maintenance spankings are used to keep the lines between the couple and honestly, to draw them closer together. The centering effect for a woman can be important, even vital or simply another aspect of their loving relationship. LOVE, TRUST, and RESPECT are very important to any relationship, including and maybe especially if domestic discipline is included.

Punishment spankings are something else. That’s for another blog.

What about using a disciplinarian? Yes, there are services or single individuals who provide this for people who don’t have a significant other. You’re not going to go into a bar and go, hey dude, want to spank me tonight? Uh, NO! Like every other kind of service, and often one found on the internet, you have to check them out. There are no spanking cartoonlicenses for this kind of thing, but word of mouth, recommendations, experience etc. All apply here if you’re inclined to find such a person.

What about a close friend? Would you have a conversation with him regarding your needs, discussing your anger issues or another bad behavior that you want to control? Would you actually alter that relationship so that every once in a while you go to him for a spanking?

Imagine…

You make a phone call to your friend or the service hired (after a thorough check) and make an appointment. You go to his house or office and undress or wait. He listens to why you need a spanking then perhaps provides advice, a soothing conversation but one full of a controlling attitude. Then he tells you to lean over the back of the couch or over his lap.

Crack! Slap!

He gives you a hard spanking, already pre-determined then you go on your merry way. Perhaps in the case of a friend, you plan dinner with friends for the upcoming Friday. Hmmm… I don’t know. My personal thought is that spankings, no matter for passion or discipline, are very intimate. I don’t think I could allow a stranger to provide discipline no matter how much I crave.

What are your thoughts? If you’re single, do you have a special person on your life that you would trust enough to provide this type of service? Then again, are you ready to talk to your significant other about your desire to make changes in your relationship? I think these are tough questions for the majority and should be thought about and considered for a period of time.

Let me know what you think. I love your comments.

Kisses and spanks on a rainy day…

Piper

Do All Women Need a Hard Spanking?

Yes, I asked the question on this lovely Saturday. Why? Because the phenomenon still fascinates the heck out of me. And I’d love for my readers to weigh in. Yes, I’ve written dozens of spanking stories/books over the past few years. Even my beloved Missoula Smokejumpers series has a special club the jumpers belong to called Burnout. They get together and discuss their love of dominating women, including domestic discipline – i.e. spankings. And you can bet there are several sizzling and often passionate spanking scenes throughout.

My lovely editor, the ultra talented Sandra Havro from Blushing Books, has said more OTK sayingthan once – I think you need to add another spanking scene. Really? Isn’t the danger, suspense, love, fun and basic story enough? Evidently not given the desires of so many readers. So, the added question is – do we as readers simply enjoy reading about women being taken over the knee or pushed across a fluffy set of pillows, OR, do we believe that men (in the case of my books) should be in charge – Head of Household? I know, you’re not quite certain if you can respond truthfully. Right?

Let’s talk about domestic discipline. The man is in charge of the house and home. He (usually along with some comments and suggestions from his loved one) creates a set of rules. These requirements can be everything from keeping the house clean, what amount of money can be spent, what social media is allowed to the basics of keeping healthy. Every household is different. Once these rules are agreed to, they are expected to be followed. To. The. Letter. What happens if these rules are broken?

Often – a hard spanking. Now, imagine coming home and your husband tells you in no uncertain terms that you’re going to receive a spanking because you forgot to pay a bill or he noticed the purchase at Victoria’s Secret. He’s loving but firm and has you either The belt sayingremove your clothes or lower your panties. He might pull the hardback kitchen chair out from the table and tug you across his lap.

Crack!

His hand stings, burning almost instantly.

Smack! Crack!

You squirm, wiggle given the pain and your arm flails back. He firmly wraps his fingers around your wrist, reminding you that if you don’t stay in position, he’ll start the process, the spanking all over again.

Pop! Slap!

What if the infraction was even worse? Perhaps you received a speeding ticket or made a fool of yourself at his company Christmas party. Hmmmm… This calls for a harsher punishment.

The belt…

He gives you that look at the party. That’s all you need and you know you’re in serious trouble. All the way home in the dark in the car, you’re anticipating your punishment, wringing your hands while you try to calm your nerves. He says nothing as he calms down, placing his thoughts in the right mindset. Once inside, he calmly tells you to take off all your clothes and stand in the corner while he prepares. Imagine your visions, your heart racing, your blood pumping as your obey, standing with your nose pressed against the corner, trying not to cry. You’re trying to figure out if he will use the belt, the one he wears every day or will he choose the dreaded paddle or wooden brush.

When the time comes, he takes both of your hands and says in no uncertain terms that you disrespected him, embarrassed him in front of his colleagues. He explains that the behavior will not be tolerated and asks if you understand why you’re going to receive a spanking. After an apology, you can’t deny your wretched actions. And so… He takes you to your bedroom, the place of comfort and passion, and places you over two pillows, your naked ass in the air. And it begins.

Crack!

The belt hits you across your sit spot and you yelp, unable to hold back the cry.

Smack! Crack!

The pain is intense and you jerk up. He rubs his hand on the small of your back, waiting for a few seconds.

Pop! Slap!

The sting brings tears to your eyes and you bury your face into the pillows.

Whack! Crack!

Another series of hard smacks hits both ass cheeks and your upper thighs. Every strike is controlled but necessary. He continues, giving you several more.

Slap! Pop!

When it’s over, he gathers you into his arms, cradling you in his lap as he allows you to cry, to weep and absolve you of your sins.

Has this happened to you before and if so, do you feel better after promising never to embarrass him again? I think about the type of spankings, the method and implement used and the severity of the punishment itself. There are controlled and practiced methods and anyone who enters into this lifestyle MUST learn to be careful, never disciplining in anger. There are various implements that can be used. The over the knee with a hand is so intimate and used on the spur of the moment. The brush, especially spanking implementwooden is a hard snap, a burning that is centered in a single spot. The paddle provides a thudding sound and is certainly harsh, but very effective. There’s the cane, the flogger, the carpet beater, the switch.

Think about being told to select the perfect switch from in your very yard. Imagine your thoughts as you go out into the garden, selecting the vine. Perhaps he tests various switches right there, in front of your neighbors. Often the bark is cut away, revealing the fresh green inside. Oh, the burn a switch can provide on the ass or legs. Whew.

There are so many other types of implements and various ways in which to inflict. There are couples where a brush or strap is kept in the glove compartment, in case a spanking is needed outside the home. Would your man spank you in the back parking lot of Target? You start arguing over nothing in particular and the nasty words coming out of your mouth are biting, caustic. That same look is given with simple words that you’re getting a spanking when you leave the store.

He drives to the back of the parking lot, away from the majority of customers, pulls out the brush hidden in the glove compartment, yanks you over his lap and gives you a hard spanking. Right there. Yes, someone could walk by. Yes, they might watch. Yes, you’re humiliated but my guess is that you’ll think twice about arguing in the middle of a store ever again.

Crack!

I’ve given you several scenarios so now the questions. Do you believe women deserve a hard spanking every once in awhile? Do you believe that domestic discipline relationships are an excellent method of keeping peace in the home? Do you think couples who practice are closer, even more passionate? Would you consider entering into this kind of lifestyle or do you simply enjoy reading about the scenario?

Inquiring minds want to know. I find it fascinating just how many books are sold and while Blushing Books is known for offering spanking titles, they certainly sell basic romance, suspense and even thrillers. Are we simply hungry as a society for the darker side of relationships?

Let me know and I hope you’ve enjoyed.

Kisses and spanks…

Piper

Blaze – Missoula Smokejumpers Book Five

Happy Valentine’s Day. I thought as a little treat I’d give you a taste of Blaze – the fifth book in the Missoula Smokejumper’s Series. Boone is my cowboy, having spent years on the rodeo circuit. Now, what’s better on the day of love than a sexy, strong, muscular and dominating cowboy? Delicious… I hope you enjoying. Releasing in early March. Don’t forget, all the books are exclusive on Amazon so you can read on KU for FREE AND, the first book in the series, Ignite, is only $.99.

Enjoy…

BLAZE – (unedited)

“Damn good idea you had, my friend.”

Boone Martin glanced over at his buddy and fellow smokejumper and grinned. “Every once in a while, I have them.” Sawyer Lincoln professed to be a true cowboy but hadn’t been out riding with him since Boone had moved to Missoula. “I thought I’d never get you on a horse.”

Sawyer stretched out on the blanket and closed his eyes, but not before shooting his friend the finger. “Shut your ass up and relax. It’s our day off, remember? I’m Blazeexhausted.”

“That means you’re very old.” He couldn’t help but tease. The entire team of smokejumpers had been training almost every day in preparation of what experts called a dangerous upcoming season.

As if these so-called experts had any idea how to predict the weather patterns. Hell, the winter season had been ferocious with several out of control forest fires, including one in West Virginia. The entire team had been flown out in order to provide assistance. They were lucky to be alive.

“This old man is gonna kick your ass if you don’t shut the fuck up,” Sawyer growled.

“Bring it!” Laughing, Boone settled just a few feet away, cradling his knees and studying the water. The river was rough, much more so given the recent early summer storms. Still, the grassy knoll was tranquil, allowing him to process the upcoming event in the morning. What had he gotten himself into? He’d been away from Texas as well as training for years.

“You’re really going through with it?” Sawyer asked, as if reading his mind.

“Hell, yeah. I can’t back out now. Besides, I’m really looking forward to getting in there. Blaze will have a good time.”

“Should be interesting,” Sawyer teased. “A smokejumper snagging a cow.”

Boone laughed. “Roping steer my friend and there’s a lot of money to be made on the rodeo circuit.” The glory days had been the best of his life.

“Whatever you say.”

“Since you’re such a cowboy, we might be able to get you into that ring. Course your ass will be tossed, kicked, trampled and we’ll have to call the paramedics.”

Sawyer lifted his head, giving him the evil eye. “You’re buckin’ to get your ass beat today.”

“Callin’ it as I see-“

“Help!”

“What the hell?” The cry was faint, the wind carrying the strangled voice away almost immediately. “Did you hear that?”

“Hear what?”

Boone craned his neck and searched the water as well as the shoreline, listening for any additional sounds. “I could have sworn I heard a cry for help.”

“You’re dreaming, dude. Why don’t you grab a beer? Get me one too.”

Boone knew what he’d heard. A single shiver slithered down his spine. Jerking to his feet, he walked closer to the water, shading his eyes from the sun. He could see a few people on the other side of the river, but he doubted no one close enough to hear the distinct word. “I swear I-“

“Help!”

The cry came again, the sound closer.

“Okay, I know I heard that,” Boone walked closer, stepping over rocks.

“Yeah, I did too.” Scrambling to his feet, Sawyer followed him to the edge of the water, scanning the horizon. “Sounded like a girl.”

“No doubt.” His entire body tense, he walked to the right several feet, steadying himself on the few flat rocks. The water was spitting over the jagged edges, lapping against the shoreline. From this vantage point, he could hear the pounding of the waves as they cowboy with lassocrashed down from the waterfall. This wasn’t a designated swimming area during any time of the year. Squinting, he could swear he noticed a blip of red, but the powerful stream was rolling so fast. “Come on. Come on. Where are you?”

“Aahhh!”

“Shit. What the fuck?” Sawyer walked into the water, almost slipping. “Damn it. Who would be foolish enough to get in the river here?”

“Could be a kayaker or canoer caught in the rapids.”

“Then they don’t have a freakin’ chance,” Sawyer stated, his voice shaking.

They both remained quiet, searching.

After a few seconds, Boone could see the same hint of color, a garish and very bright red. The blob in the water was bobbing up and down, going completely under the raging swirl. Hair. He could just make out blonde hair. “Shit. There’s someone in the water. I can see her and she’s headed straight for the falls.”

“What?” Sawyer raced to his side, turning his head from left to right. “Oh, Jesus. You’re right. There’s no way we can swim out there. None. The fire department can’t get here in time.”

“No, they can’t. Grab my rope off of Blaze.” Boone directed.

“Your rope?”

“Just fuckin’ do it!” There was little time given how fast the stream was moving. If the girl reached the falls, pitched down over one hundred feet would certainly kill her. “Do it!”

“Okay! Okay.”

He heard Sawyer racing away and tried to keep his eyes on the girl. The rapids were drawing her closer to this side. She was maybe two hundred yards out. Still too far. He took several long strides into the river, trying to get a better look. The force of the water pummeled him and he slipped, falling into the frigid water. “Shit.” Jerking up, he wiped water out of his eyes as he steadied his feet.

“Here. What in the hell do you think you’re going to do with this?” Sawyer tossed him the rope.

“Try and save her. Call 9-1-1.” He held the rope in his hand and refused to allow fear to enter his system. He could do this. The girl was closer, flailing as she screamed for help. His fingers wrapped around the rope, pulling the thick strand into position. He’d have one shot at this. One. After that, there was nothing else he could do. As he waited he counted, studying the rapids and the distance her body was carried. This wasn’t like wrestling a steer to the ground.

“What are you doing?” Sawyer called from behind. “You don’t actually think you can grab her with the rope?”

“Call them.” Boone gulped as he fingered the twisted strands. This was a new rope, barely broken in and damn, it had better be strong. You can do this. He was no longer certain of his skills, but at this point, there was no self-doubt allowed. None. Concentrate. Concentrate.

“Grabbing my phone.”

“Hey. Look over here!” Boone’s voice boomed over the rustling water and he held his breath as the girl jerked her head in his direction. She began to paddle, as if that would make any difference. “Catch this when I throw it to you.” Whether or not she heard, he couldn’t be certain but he had to try. If he managed to snag her, he’d have only a few seconds to reel her in or the rapids could take both of them. Today was not a good day to die.

Swinging the rope over his head, he thought of nothing but all the weeks of practice, the years of training. He could do this. No, he would do this.

“Goddamn you are. You’re never going to be able to do this,” Sawyer moaned.

I hope you enjoyed!

Kisses and licks on this special day…

Piper

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Writing is such a joy and I’m thrilled to be able to do this everyday. When I started the Missoula Smokejumpers series, which had been on my mind for years, I wanted to bring readers the truth and reality behind what they do. They work in dangerous situations, fighting fires with their training and brawn – but no water. They often burn trees and underbrush to eradicate fuel for an ongoing fire. They use axes and chainsaws, dig trenches and do everything to change the direction of a fire. Sadly, think about the horrific fires in California recently. You can bet there were several teams on hand, along with hundreds of firefighters.

Burn is the second book in the series. While all four books, the two prequels and the Christmas story (three more planned in the series) can be read as a stand alone, as readers/reviewers have pointed out, you’re missing so much if you don’t read them all. burn_sj2_cover_bigWhy? Because it entails the lives of seven smokejumpers and the women they love – as well as discipline. They live to the extreme as true alpha men, but have hearts of gold and would die for their team, their friends and family and even the amazing town of Missoula.

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BURN – Landen’s Story

9/11. Too many memories. A burning pain.

Scarred body and soul. Damaged beyond comprehension.

Fighting fires to save lives, unable to combat the devil inside, but I need more. More…

I need her. She’s my salvation and I will have her. No compromises.

Danger. Domination. Destruction.

The Jackals

An elite core of smokejumpers nestled in the heard of Missoula, Montana.

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By night they exude passion.

Are you ready for their brand of domination?

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IGNITE – Stoker’s Story

Danger. It’s all I’ve ever known. All I’ve ever wanted.


Fighting fires soothes the raging beast that war created.

Allowing me to live

The rest? Maybe she can understand my hunger. For her. Dominating her. Owning her.

Maybe…

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