She Went Looking for Cavemen…

Do you think they actually exist? Well, according to my saucy heroine reporter they do. I have a brand, spanking new release and it’s sizzling. Imagine four dangerous men living in the mountains of Oregon. What kind of mischief do you think she could get into? Well, you’ll have to read the book to find out. HOT off the presses and if you have a KU subscription on Amazon – it’s FREE to read!



She went looking for cavemen. The brutes she found were much less civilized…

Since her career was knocked off track in retaliation for her efforts to expose a sinister capturedandkept_fullplot by high-ranking government officials, reporter Danielle Carver has been stuck writing puff pieces in a small town in Oregon. Desperate for a serious story, she sets out to investigate the rumors she’s been hearing about mysterious men living in the mountains nearby. But when she secretly follows them back to their remote cabin, the ruggedly handsome beasts don’t take kindly to her snooping around, and she soon finds herself stripped bare for a painful, humiliating spanking.

Their rough dominance arouses her deeply, and before long she is blushing crimson as they take turns using her beautiful body as thoroughly and shamefully as they please. But when Dani uncovers the true reason for their presence in the area, will more than just her career be at risk?


Huffing, he slid his fingers to his shaft, wrapping his hand around the base. He pumped with one hand as he rolled his tightened balls through the fingers of his other. Everything ached, especially his cock. With every stroke, moving all the way up the length off his cock, he envisioned her face, her sexy voice as she leaned over him. He could almost feel her strands of hair tickling his chest, and his nipples.

The tension easing from his body, he continued masturbating as he allowed himself to daydream. For some reason, the rigged animal trap came into his mind.

“Help me!” the girl screamed as she struggled to release herself from the netting.

Danger studied her actions from the shadows in the forest. The crude trap had worked with ease, her body dangling from a massive tree limb. She was going nowhere unless he allowed. He waited for a solid fifteen minutes until her actions seemed to tire, her screams nothing more than ragged whimpers. Only then did he advance, the knife in his hand.

Her eyes grew wide the second she noticed him, as well as the jagged steel blade shining in the bright sunlight. He moved to within two feet, the distance allowing him to scan her face and body, as if searching for any sign of a gun. In truth, he wanted her on edge, fearful of what he was going to do.

“Who are you?”

He remained quiet.

“Are you going to help me?” she demanded, struggling again, managing to rip a small hole in the tightly woven material.

Danger was impressed, even giving her a slight smile.


“A mouth like yours isn’t going to get you released,” he said, turning toward the river.

“You’re a jerk off. A creep. Get me out of here.”

She wasn’t able to see his full smile. He had no intention of leaving her exposed to the wilderness or the wild animals for long. However, he did require her full attention as well as respectful demeanor. “Not until you ask nicely.”

“What? Are you fucking kidding me? Get me out of here or else! If you don’t, I swear to God, I’ll call the sheriff on you! I’ll hunt you down like the wild dog you are.” When he didn’t respond, she added yet another insult. “Fuck you, prick!”

He simply walked out of sight, allowing her to stew. Then he counted. One. Two. Three. Four…

“Wait!” she called, frantic. “I’m sorry. Please come back. Please! Help me. I’ll be a good little girl. I promise.”

Danger wiped the blade on his jeans, taking his time before reappearing. “How can I be certain?”

“I promise. I’ll do anything you ask. Just get me out of here.”

Sniffing, he moved to the rope securing the trap, pretending he was going to cut the line then pulling back. “Where I come from, a woman with an attitude and a mouth like yours isn’t tolerated.”

“What?” she huffed.

“Yeah, I’m serious.” He rubbed his jaw, nodding several times. “In fact, we handle disciplinary issues the old-fashioned way.”

“What in the hell are you talking about?”

“Now, see? There you go again. You have a caustic mouth on you, young lady. I think we could come to an agreement, but you’ll have to accept your penance.”

“Penance? Over my dead ass body.”

“Suit yourself. Gonna be a scorcher today.”

She frowned, slapping and ripping at the netting, her face reddened from frustration. “You’re really going to keep me here?”

“As I said, just say you’ll accept the punishment you deserve, and I’ll be happy to get you down.” Danger kept his eyes hidden behind dark shades, fearful she’d see the twinkle in his eyes.

Her face pinched, her nose wrinkling and he had no doubt she was debating her decision, as well as her fate. “Fine. You can punish me in whatever way you want if you’ll get me down from here.”

“Say pretty please.”

“Pretty. Please,” she hissed.

“That’s better. I just might be able to train you.” He was amazed she kept her nasty words to herself as he cut her down, standing back as she crawled out of the tight confines.

She wiped dirt from her legs and stretched, not bothering to look at him when she whispered two simple words. “Thank you.”

“You’re more than welcome.” He shoved the knife back into the sheath and folded his arms, leaning against the same tree. “Now, about that discipline you need.”

“Who are you?”

“Just a man living large on life.”

Her mouth pursed, she sashayed closer, giving him a haughty look. “What kind of punishment?”

“As I said, the old fashioned kind. A spanking on your bare bottom.” The way her mouth twisted, her eyes filling with horror was more than amusing. His cock was aching, throbbing to the point he would need relief soon or face blue balls.

“You’re really serious.”

“As a grizzly bear eating his prey. Oh, and bears adore sexy little blondes.”

“You’re a beast of a man. Do you know that?” she asked, rolling her eyes more than just once.

“So, I’ve been told. Now, I’m certain you’d like some nice, cold water. Let’s get that spanking over with. Shall we?”


Danger held up a single finger.

“Let me guess, you want me to say, yes, sir. Right?”

He allowed a full grin to spread across his face. “That would help lessen the number you’re going to receive.”

“Then, yes. Sir.” The accented word was followed with a snarl.

“Why don’t you take off those jean shorts and panties. I’ll be waiting for you on the log just over there.”

“Yes, sir.”

He noticed the flush increasing on her face, but he was also able to see her hardening nipples, the peaks pressing against her tight tee-shirt. Damn, he was hot all over. Positioning himself on the log, he was unable to take his eyes off her as she turned away, fighting with the button and zipper on her shorts. Everything about this girl was breathtaking, driving him to the darkest part of his very soul, longing to take her, fuck her. Use her.

Danger snapped his eyes open, breaking the incredible vision, his heart racing. Hell, he was that dark and evil man, savage in his desires. Grimacing, he twisted his hand around his cock, savoring the painful friction, revolted yet titillated at his own thoughts. He swallowed several times before closing his eyes once again.

She took short steps toward him, her head lowered, her hands covering her sweet little pussy. All he could do was stare at her long legs, the kind meant to slid around his waist.

He patted his lap, keeping his breathing even as he pulled her over his knees.

Moaning, she wiggled after being placed into position, her fingers digging into the dirt.

As he began to spank her, moving his hand back and forth from one cheek to another, he inhaled her sweet scent. The girl was hot and ready, her feminine scent filling his nostrils.


“Stay in position. You need to learn manners,” Danger whispered, peppering her ass with a series of hard smacks. The blush on her skin was invigorating, driving every muscle to a tense state.

“But I’m good!”

He wanted nothing more than to blister her ass. “No, you’re a very bad girl and naughty girls deserve harsh spankings.” As his hand came down over and over again, the color on her bottom deepened to a lovely shade of crimson and the way she squirmed made his cock that much harder.

A crack of thunder dragged Danger out of the fantasy. He jerked to a half sitting position, realizing he’d come all over his hand. Laughing, he shook his head, but the intense sensations of the dream lingered, creating a wave of electricity shooting through every cell. He knew that he would run into the girl again and yes, he was going to be the nightmare she no doubt feared.

He would capture and keep her, giving her exactly what she deserved.

And what she so obviously craved.

What do you think? Imagine when the other three brutes get involved…

Kisses and spanks