Release Blitz: Hero Undercover: 25 Undercover Romances

Today I have a very exciting collection of previews for you, all of which come from Hero Undercover, the anthology of TWENTY-FIVE undercover romances by some of the best-known authors in our genre!

Hero Undercover: 25 Undercover Romances
Publication date: June 27th 2017
Genres: Erotica, Romance

Synopsis:
SUMMER IS COOLER WHEN YOU STAY UNDERCOVER!

25 New York Times, USA Today, and award-winning best-selling romance authors offer this sizzling compilation of panty-melting undercover bad boys, from swoon-worthy cowboys and alpha military men to deliciously decadent dominants. This smoking-hot collection features a wide array of stories including dark fantasies, seductive sci-fi, and erotic BDSM, all with the sweet happily-ever-afters you crave!

Hundreds of pages for one unbeatable price. Turn up the AC, lie back, and escape into these brand new, red hot riveting reads.

Authors include: Annabel Joseph, Addison Cain, Renee Rose, Maggie Ryan, Maddie Taylor, Emily Tilton, Trent Evans, Jennifer Bene, Jane Henry, Sophie Kisker, Megan Michaels, Katherine Deane, Maggie Carpenter, Maisy Archer, Alyssa Bailey, Claire Conrad, Stevie MacFarlane, Piper Stone, Anya Summers, Lucy Wild, BJ Wane, A.C. Rose, April Hill, Amelia Smarts, Meredith O’Reilly

Check out these awesome excerpts:

Cherry on Top by Katherine Deane:

“Did you just spank me?”

The grin in her eyes told him it wasn’t an accident. “I wanted to see what you would do.” “Here’s what I’d do.”

He moved quickly and flipped her over onto her tummy and yanked her up onto her knees as she squealed. Crack! He brought his hand down onto her plump ass cheeks, loving the sound it made as it echoed through the room. Three more times, he spanked her hard while she let out a sound that was a combination of a yelp and a laugh. “More, little girl?”

Justice, Roughly by Amelia Smarts

He was glaring at her, his eyes flashing with anger and his lips set in a firm line. A tick in his jaw indicated he was gritting his teeth, and the scar that tracked his face seemed especially pronounced. She’d never seen a man looking as fierce as Wyatt appeared in that moment. She found it hard to believe he was the same gentle, soft-spoken man she’d gotten to know.

Her heart continued to pound, now anxious over Wyatt’s obvious displeasure. She wasn’t sure what had angered him until he spoke. He strode the few steps to her and grasped her arm. “You have a death wish, woman?” When she didn’t respond, he asked, “What were you thinking, drawing your gun on a man having words with me? He could have killed you!”

“I, I wanted to protect you,” she stammered, trying to wrench her arm free, to no avail. His grip wasn’t tight enough to inflict anything worse than discomfort, but it was unyielding.

“I don’t need you to protect me, Elsie,” he bellowed. “I don’t need any woman coming in the middle of my argument with another man, putting herself in danger on my behalf.” He gave her a shake. “You listening to me, woman?”

She’d never seen this severe, chastising side to Wyatt, and she felt desperate for him to understand her motivation. “But it’s not your fight, it’s mine. And you’re injured! I didn’t want him to hurt you.”

“I would much prefer for me to lose a fistfight than for you to lose a gunfight… or win one, for that matter, and end up in prison!” He walked with purpose toward the front of the barn, hauling her along with him.

“What are you doing?” she squeaked, though she had a strong suspicion of his intention when he dragged her in the direction of the bench.

He sat down and hauled her over his knee, then wrapped his other leg over hers, pinning her in place. His left hand fell in such a hard swat on her clothed bottom that she gasped and arched upward.

“Teaching you a lesson about safety,” he growled. He grasped the waist of her trousers and tugged them down, while she squirmed helplessly between his legs pinning her in place.

She felt mortified when the cool morning air wafted over her bare bottom. Before when he’d spanked her, she’d felt some measure of control. Now she felt like a bad little girl, helpless to prevent her punishment, especially when he proceeded with giving her naked backside a proper, no-nonsense tanning. Sharp swats peppered her bottom and the tops of her thighs, causing such a sting that tears flooded her eyes nearly immediately.

The Scarlet Stiletto by Maggie Carpenter

He’d just laid his trousers over the chair against the wall when he heard a gentle knock. Realizing he was still wearing his socks, he half-hopped-half-walked across the room as he pulled them off. A woman had once told him, a man in his socks and boxers was about the most unattractive thing she could imagine. Boxers and an undershirt could be sexy, but not boxers and socks. Slightly out of breath, and determined he would not be sharing Ruby’s bed, he opened the door.

“Hi,” she said softly, gazing at him, her blue eyes inviting more than a perfunctory response.

He could feel his resolve melting away. Standing before him was a Goddess cloaked in shimmering pink. The thin silky satin nightgown floating around her body highlighted every curve, her nipples were pressing urgently against the flimsy fabric, then his eyes fell to her lips, her unbelievably lusciously kissable lips.

“I want you,” she whispered, closing the foot of space between them and circling her arms around his neck. “I don’t care about what’s right or wrong, I don’t care about tomorrow morning, I don’t care about morals or virtues or any of that. I want you, I need you, and if you think badly of me, so be it. Please, Patrick, please make love to me.”

The embers burning inside him flared into a white hot flame, and swooping her up he carried her to the bed, laid her down, and resting his weight on top of her, he dropped his lips on hers. He kissed her holding nothing back, exposing his hungry need as he crushed her lips, praying she would know his fervent desire for her was based on more than just lust, and when he finally broke away, his heart was pounding, his cock was standing at full attention, and he was completely breathless. Raising his gaze he found her panting as he was, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes half-lidded. For a moment he thought she was about to speak, but she didn’t, instead moaning her pleasure and raising her chest, silently begging his lips to visit her breasts.

He wanted to slow things down, but his burning fever had taken control, and as he traveled his mouth to her cleavage, his hands moved to the thin spaghetti straps resting on her shoulders. Sliding them down, exposing her luscious mounds, he dove his mouth from one nipple to the next, hungrily sucking as he listened to her utterances of joy, then hastily sliding off her gown and tossing it aside, he pushed his fingers into her naked sex. She cried out and wriggled against his touch, and as he thrust his finger into her soaked strait, he heard himself groan. Rising up he tore off his undershirt and boxers, then laying back on top of her, he pushed her legs apart with his own, and rested his cock against her sex.

A Thief for the Duke by Megan Michaels

But then it begged the question. How did Miss Henrietta become a street urchin, begging and stealing to eat? Did she have a family? These were questions he’d find answers to, unraveling the mystery of one Miss Henrietta Leticia Beaumont.

“Stop tugging at that damnable dress before you tatter it more than it already is, and look at me when I’m speaking, girl.”

“Must you always be so gruff? I’ve done nothing to incur this attitude.” Her eyes narrowed, her lips thinning. The pert tilt of her chin made him want to pinch it between his thumb and forefinger, kissing her plump, red lips—hard.

“Well, your situation says otherwise, my dear. You actually did do something to invite both attitude and correction. First, you stole. This is both a breaking of not only the public law but also the moral code of ethics. Second, your impertinent, sassy mouth has caused you to sit on what I’m assuming is a still very sore little bottom. If I’m wrong about this, and I’ll know in a jiffy by your continued bratty behavior, I’ll rectify the matter straight away. But this time, Miss Ettie, I assure you there will be nothing between your arse and my hand.”

Even though it was only infinitesimally, her eyes widened before she quickly righted them again. And damn if Charles didn’t love it, she tilted her chin up again, this time a little higher, sniffing loudly through her nose, refusing to respond.

Charles loved a good game of chess or the clash of swords, and it appeared he’d found someone to duel with. “I tally two cheeky responses, girl. Once we hit four, your recompense will commence. You’ve been warned.”

She shifted on the seat, and he assumed her backside was more than likely goose bumped with dread, and he delighted in the thought. His penis stirred at the immediate visualization of her upended, her rosy bare bottom jiggling and her cunny pressed against him. And almost simultaneously, his hand involuntarily twitched, aching to bring the fantasy to life.

“I think we should talk about the school and some of the expectations, as well as what the Magistrate has ordered for your stay, which is minimal, I may add.”

The Officer’s Little Girl by Meredith O’Reilly

With a firm grasp of her, I moved to the side and fastened with the provided cuff and strap to one corner of the bed. I made quick work of doing the same to the other foot leaving her legs spread wide and the lovely curls she’d teased me with on full display. Proceeding to the top of the bed, I quickly restrained her wrists as well. When she was spread eagle, I took a step back and enjoyed the view.

“Adam,” Chloe whined, wiggling around as she tested her restraints. I hadn’t made them so tight that she wouldn’t be able to move. I didn’t want her to injure herself.

“Quiet,” I commanded, snapping the flogger against her stomach. It was lightweight, made of soft deerskin, and perfect for beginners. I knew it wouldn’t cause her pain, but instead bring attention to the area. I flicked again, slightly lower. “When you came to this resort, you agreed that I would be the dominant. As such, I’m the one who decides what we do and when we’ll do it. Trying to tease, and manipulate me into doing what you want to do is known as topping from the bottom. This is unacceptable, and will result in a punishment for you. Am I clear?”

“Yes, Sir,” she answered, her reply coming out in a breathy whisper. She looked up at me with wide eyes, her pupils beginning to dilate. My naughty girl was turned on with me firmly in control…excellent.

As a reward, I gave her pussy a couple of thwacks and watched with delight as her back bowed off the bed. For now, I enjoyed her uninhibited reaction. In the future, however, I’d want her to stay still; it would enhance her pleasure.

“We’re going to do a bit of practicing,” I announced. There was no time like the present to start her training. “You’ll get my lash on various parts of your body. Your tits,” I landed a light stroke there, “your thighs.” She received another well-place swat, “and all points in between. I want you to stay still. For every move you make, you’ll earn another stroke and double the time I make you wait for an orgasm. Understand?”

“How long must I wait?”

“Sir”

“How long, Sir?”

“That’s for me to decide, isn’t it?”

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How exciting are those? My copy arrived on my Kindle yesterday and I can’t wait to begin reading (I had a migraine yesterday and this morning so I had to show restraint for the sake of my poor head)!

If you haven’t already got your copy of Hero Undercover: 25 Undercover Romances, you can grab it here on Amazon.com or here on Amazon.co.uk for the INCREDIBLE price of $0.99 (UK: 99p)!! Need another reason to buy it? The proceeds go to charity!
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Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

His Little Earthling in the Top 100 and latest Katie D. Reads Video!

If you’ve seen any of my recent blog posts you’ll know that the only thing on my mind lately has been my new ageplay spanking romance, His Little Earthling! So far, I brought you a bonus spanking scene on Wednesday, a sneak peek excerpt the week before, and a preview the week before that!

With that in mind, then, I’m super-excited to announce that His Little Earthling has hit the Amazon Top 100 for Sci-Fi Romance, and has been cruising in the 64th spot all day!

If you’re still not sure whether you need this in your life, I’ve decided to make His Little Earthling the topic of this month’s Katie Douglas Reads video, in which I am IN MY FREAKING SWIMSUIT BECAUSE IT IS HOT.

I feel so much less bad complaining about the heat when my BFF from South California is here with me, and she’s hating on it too. Because that’s a hot place. And she’s too hot in Britain right now. Last year, we didn’t actually get a summer where I live, and I think this year the country is trying to tempt me to change my mind about immigrating to Asia in August, because I’m moving to the tropics where there is air conditioning and it’s going to be wonderful because I’ll never have to feel cold and gloomy ever again!

So with that in mind, I decided to film this month’s video from my bathtub where I can cool off.

Knock yourselves out (not literally, please):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J3oKoqpDWDs

And if you want to see my other videos, you could maybe subscribe to my channel to get notified of new videos JUST LIKE THE ONE ABOVE?? #suggestion.

My channel URL is here: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSrssYmcmokYV0Q6A4sMRNQ

Or, if you know you need my book in your life RIGHT NOW, you can find His Little Earthling here on Amazon.

His Little Earthling bestseller

Lots of love, AND ICE CREAM AND AIR CONDITIONING!!
Katie xxxx

Bonus Scene From His Little Earthling!

Hi everyone,

This is my contribution to WipItUp Wednesday, the blog hop where authors share excerpts from their works in progress and newly-published work. Today, I’m sharing a bonus scene from His Little Earthling that I wrote after I finished the rest of the story as I was trying to work on an area of my writing. I imagine this scene happens around a couple of weeks after the end of the story, but there’s no spoilers here. I guess it’s a self-contained short story.

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Sarah twirled her fingers around her hair nervously as she walked out of the school’s main entrance. The white note pinned to her jacket was conspicuous in her peripheral vision, and warmth rushed to her cheeks as she saw Ral waiting for her on the pavement. The one day he arrived on time to collect her had to be today.

She saw his smile fall as his eyes landed on the note pinned to her uniform, and her tummy flip-flopped with butterflies. If only she could make it disappear, but she knew that Miss Juniper, the art teacher, only wrote the note as extra humiliation. She would have already sent a message to Ral’s tablet, telling him exactly what Sarah had done. Destroying the note would probably only get Sarah into more trouble.

Sarah’s feet didn’t want to move very fast toward Ral, but eventually she was standing right in front of him and could avoid her fate no longer.

He shook his head in disbelief. “A note? You have a note pinned to your uniform? Who even wastes paper on that?”

Sarah could only stare at the pavement as she floundered for an explanation.

Ral lifted the note slightly to read it, and his expression darkened. “Throwing red paint over Laila… what were you thinking? She’s one of your best friends! Wait until we get home, young lady,” Ral said in a low voice. She hoped they could leave before Laila’s daddy or master showed up to collect her. The idea of being punished by one of them, as well as Ral, was unthinkable.

He practically dragged her down the street to their new apartment and once they got inside, he locked the door behind them. Sarah put her books down on the coffee table and looked at him, anxious to explain her side of the story.

“Laila was mean! She painted a picture of her, Riela and me, and she made me look like an elephant!”

“That doesn’t sound like something she would do. What was the assignment?” Ral asked.

“To trace a photo from our tablet screens onto tracing paper, then to turn that into a painting.”

“She copied a photo and you got mad enough to throw paint at her?” Ral repeated in disbelief. Sarah flushed red and tears filled her eyes as she realized that she’d overreacted.

“She didn’t have to do such an… accurate job! Miss Juniper saw it and told her how good it was, how realistic, and then she called the entire class around to see it, and they were all telling Laila how true to life it looked. It’s not fair! I don’t want to know how fat everyone thinks I am!” She began to cry. He folded his arms.

“Young lady, I have told you before, you are not allowed to say mean things about yourself. I love your shape and size and I wish you did, too. I never thought I would have to make a rule that explicitly banned you from covering your friends in paint, but apparently I do. You behaved deplorably today, and if Flin and Basil want to punish you themselves I won’t stand in the way.”

“Please, Daddy, no, don’t let them, you mustn’t…” Sarah couldn’t bear the idea of anyone else spanking her. It was bad enough that the teachers were allowed to cane her at school.

“Do I need to gag you? Do you even know if that paint is going to wash out of Laila’s uniform? Or, will I have to pay to replace it because of your behavior? Take your panties down and bend over the ironing board.”

“Yes, Daddy.” Sarah reached under her short, pleated school skirt and slid her white cotton panties down, then stepped out of them and placed them in the laundry pile. Hesitantly, she walked to the ironing board, feeling the air against her sex as she moved. She bent over it, knowing this was going to be bad. All things considered, she wished she’d never looked at Laila’s drawing, let alone dumped a cup of crimson paint over her head.

Ral ran a hand from the top of her knee-high socks to the place where her skirt began, making Sarah quiver in anticipation. His touch made her skin tingle and she sighed inadvertently. He gently turned her skirt back and Sarah’s breath hitched in her throat.

There was a split-second where Sarah wondered if he was going to use the dreaded wooden spoon or his hand.

His palm landed on her bottom, hard, with a loud crack, and the room resounded with it. Inside her bottom, the instant sting exploded and she gasped as the force slammed her body against the ironing board.

“You turned Laila’s hair, face and shirt red. I’m going to turn your bottom red, little girl.” He brought his hand down on her other cheek with the same amount of force, and her skin burned where he spanked her. He landed swats evenly across her cheeks at a fast pace, and Sarah gripped the ironing board tightly as she wished she’d never picked up a paint pot today. He swatted both cheeks at the same time as his large hand caught her sit-spot, and the sting seemed to echo all around her bottom hole as he did it again.

Soon, Sarah was crying as the burning reached a crescendo and started to make her nipples harden. It hurt so much, but at the same time, her core was coming alive as the pain turned into a heat that pooled within her.

Under Ral’s measured punishment, Sarah’s nerve endings glowed and she wiggled to try and get the sting out, as it built up to an angry burn throughout her bottom cheeks that accompanied a pang of desire. She wanted him to take her, now, over the ironing board, so she could explode again and again on his large cock. Each new swat filled her with more need, even as her bottom felt like it was about to ignite.

Her tears of regret and sorrow mingled with her arousal, and soon it was all she could do to try and stay in position.

At long last, he stopped, and Sarah caught her breath over the ironing board. Embarrassingly, her pussy was soaked.

“Now, little lady, what do you have to say for yourself?”

“I’m sorry, Daddy. I didn’t mean to—” She stopped mid-sentence as Ral cocked his head and raised his eyebrow. “Okay, I did mean to throw it over her, but I shouldn’t have done it.”

“No, you shouldn’t. You will call her and apologize once your chastisement is over. Next, however, I’m going to punish your bottom hole.”

“Oh, please, Daddy, no. I’ll never do it again.” Sarah’s eyes widened as she remembered the last time he had punished her bottom hole, and she flushed with shame at the memory.

“You committed the crime, now you do the time,” he told her in a stern voice. He went away for a moment, and when he returned, he held a large butt plug in front of her face, then walked around behind her and put a steadying hand on her lower back.

“This is going to stay in your bottom hole until I decide otherwise. If you take it out without permission, I’ll find something worse to put in there.”

“I won’t touch it, Daddy,” Sarah said quickly, even though she didn’t even know if such a large plug would fit. She felt him press it against her bottom, slick with lubricant, as it opened her bottom hole up widely.

“Bear down on it and let it in,” he coached her. She tried her best, but it seemed to take forever anyway, and every inch that it went inside seemed to stretch her wider.

Once it was finally in, her bottom closed around the stem and Ral patted the base, making Sarah whimper. Sensing her discomfort, Ral swatted her haunches, once on each cheek, setting the plug painfully in motion for a moment, reminding her that this punishment could always get worse.

Deep inside her rear channel, however, the plug ignited her nerves and filled her body with tingles, intensifying her need for release. She wished she could rub herself on something until she came, to relieve the pressure building within her as her clit throbbed persistently.

“Next time you empty a paint pot, it’s gonna be on an artwork or down a drain. Now go stand in the corner and think about what you did.”

“Yes, Daddy. Sorry, Daddy.” Dazed and still sniffling, Sarah trudged to the correct corner and clasped her hands behind her back, pressing her nose against the wall, where the flames in her bottom were overtaken by the strong need to feel him inside her.

The plug remained in her bottom forever, announcing its presence with a dull ache, and she couldn’t distract herself for long from the fact there was a large lump of plastic in her ass. At the same time, her clit was still begging for a climax, but in her current position, she couldn’t do anything about that. As she tried to remain still, the plug became sore and it was all she could do not to just drag it out and throw it on the floor. Convinced that she would never be mean to her best friend again, Sarah tried to think about how she would apologize to Laila, and by the time Ral called her back to him, she was walking very carefully, trying not to incite the unyielding plug into any further soreness.

“You will keep the plug in while you call Laila and apologize.”

“But she’ll know when she sees me! I don’t know how, but she’ll know!” Sarah protested.

“You should have thought about that before you covered her in paint.” Ral was unyielding. He handed Sarah her tablet and waited for her to send a call to Laila. When Laila’s 3D image appeared in front of the tablet, Sarah flinched then stared at the floor.

“I’m s’posed to apologize,” Sarah said, as warmth flooded her face and tears of shame prickled her eyes.

“It’s okay. It washed out,” Laila said, as though such things were normal and expected.

“I’m still sorry I did it. I just couldn’t stand seeing how everyone else saw me. But it’s not your fault.”

“I’m sorry too. I should have asked you before using that photo in our art class, I had so many pictures of pretty flowers, or maybe Arctic foxes, or teppalas. I could have used any of those instead without hurting your feelings. I know I can be really annoying and stupid, but can you forgive me?” It was just like Laila to apologize when someone else threw paint over her. Sarah felt a rush of emotion for her friend as she realized that anyone else would probably never speak to her again for exploding like that, but since Laila did stuff like that on a regular basis, she understood.

Sarah started crying, then Laila did, and Sarah shook her head fervently.

“You have nothing to apologize for. I shouldn’t have gotten so upset, but even when I did, I shouldn’t have taken it out on you. And you’re not annoying or stupid,” Sarah said, then she cringed slightly as the plug in her ass started to gnaw at her insides. Laila raised an eyebrow suspiciously, and Sarah was sure she knew why she’d flinched, but Laila said nothing.

Once the call was over, Sarah turned to face Ral.

“All right, little one. You’ve taken your punishment well, and you’ve made up with your friend. I forgive you. Bend over, and I’ll take the plug out.”

“Oh, thank fuck for that!” Sarah declared, then clapped her hand over her mouth. “Sorry, I meant to say, thank-you, Daddy,”

He shook his head but there was a twinkle in his eye.

“You’re not allowed to swear, young lady, you know that. For your pottymouth, you can keep the plug in for an extra five minutes. Get your nose back in that corner.”

Sarah’s clit demanded attention and her nipples felt so sensitive as they pressed against her bra. It always turned her on when Ral asserted his dominance over her. Still, she gave him a resigned sigh as she nodded and returned to the corner. Five more minutes of this evil plug was a horrible prospect. All the same, wetness trickled from her sadistic pussy as she touched her nose against the wall again. Her bottom ached inside and out, reminding her that she was completely under Ral’s control.

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You can get His Little Earthling here.

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

Father’s day or Daddy’s day?

Hi all,

So my book is out now, and while I was making my book adverts, I got an email from LittleForBig, my favorite online store that makes apparel for ABDLs and littles. I love their products! This email has unexpectedly changed my outlook on life (so get ready… although it probably won’t change yours).

Anyway, all week I’ve been getting these promotional emails from companies wanting to flog father’s day at me. I live in England, but I live most of my online existence on American sites, so I get this twice a year (heaven forbid they synch holidays), for about two weeks each time. Add two mother’s days, and that’s about eight weeks of the year where I get it rubbed in my face that my parents are dead. That’s if we don’t count Christmas, which has its associated traumas (I’m not being dramatic; I have PTSD). That’s eight weeks of the year where I’m unnecessarily and starkly reminded of the life I never got to live.

So, usually, when anything is emblazoned with the word “father’s” beside the word “day” I either delete it, unread, if it’s an email, or I click “hide advert” or “hide post” on social media. There are entire aisles of the supermarket to avoid, too.

Why, then, did I open an email marked, “daddy’s day” without knowing what it was? First, it was from LittleForBig and I couldn’t imagine them trying to sell people adult baby regalia for their *actual* fathers. Second, I was intrigued by the wording of the subject line.

It was pure genius. I’ve opened some great emails this week but I think this one wins out (I’ve since discovered that Daddy’s Day is a Thing… but I didn’t know).

You see, before today, I always thought father’s day was only for people with actual parents who did family things. It never occurred to me that this day (or days) could be taken for those of us in a consenting, adult relationship with a grownup.

I’ve said before that I’m moving to Asia soon. When I do, British father’s day will no longer be something I have to think about, but, unless I quit being on the Internet, American father’s day will be there, still.

So, I’m sorry if this offends any of you. And, I am aware that most people have parents, and use these holidays to honor and respect them, but I don’t, so I LOVE that this is a thing.

Apparently, it took a mass-distributed newsletter promo email to show me that this day can be celebrated by ageplaying orphans, too. My Daddy does a lot of stuff that, rightly, would be the job of my actual parents.

Whenever I have a disaster and I’m away from home, he is always on the other end of the phone. So much so that I’ve been in BIG trouble before for not answering when he calls. Remember how I said about my second worst spanking of the year (yep, that’s a link to my only first-hand spanking account)? The first worst spanking this year was for hanging up the phone on my Daddy. Three times. In quick succession. Then I turned my phone off for an hour. I don’t know that I’ll ever feel like writing about that as a real-life account, although it’s partly made its way into one of my books.

He also sets boundaries, buys me little treats, sends me nice thoughts, and encourages me when I’m scared. He is patient when I am crying (again) about something I did or forgot to do or tried to do (badly), he is usually a little less patient when I’m spitting sparks about something, and he is always there when I’ve burnt my hand on the oven or been scratched by a rabbit or when I’m over-tired and cranky.  So I think it’s only right that he gets the appreciation that he deserves on this special day.

And that’s why I am borrowing this holiday, claiming it for all the littles, and celebrating it with my book release.

Happy Daddy’s Day!

His Little Earthling Daddys Day his little earthling katie douglas sci-fi spanking romance,

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

His Little Earthling Lands Today!

Unbelievably exciting news… His Little Earthling is here and it can be yours if you go get it on Amazon! It’s book 2 of my sci-fi series; the first book, Her Daddy and Her Master, is currently on an UNBELIEVABLE offer of $0.99 until tomorrow, so get it before the offer ends!!

Here’s the blurb:

Thirty-one-year-old Sarah Bryan is surprised and confused when she wakes up in a medical exam room with no recollection of how she got there, but the real shock comes when she learns that she has been cryogenically frozen for hundreds of years and she is no longer on Earth.

Ralnar Rowardennan, the huge, handsome alien astro-archaeologist who found and rescued Sarah, takes it upon himself to care for her. He does his best to help her adjust to an unfamiliar world, but when Sarah’s impetuous behavior puts her in danger Ralnar does not hesitate to put the beautiful little human over his knee and spank her soundly.

Though she has always longed for a firm but loving daddy, Sarah quickly realizes that being a good girl is much more difficult than she expected, and she soon discovers that naughty girls get their bottoms punished both inside and out. No matter how thoroughly and shamefully she is chastised, however, Sarah delights in being held and comforted afterwards, and when Ralnar takes her in his arms his masterful lovemaking is better than she would have ever imagined.

Over time, Sarah begins to find a place for herself in this strange new world, and with each passing day she falls deeper in love with her stern, sexy, alien daddy. But when memories of her past suddenly resurface, will the painful revelations tear her away from Ralnar forever?

Publisher’s Note: His Little Earthling is a stand-alone book which is the second entry in the Twenty-Fourth Century Daddies series. It includes spankings, sexual scenes, and age play. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

And here’s the simply delicious cover art from the ever-talented Korey Mae Johnson:

What are you waiting for? One-click them, quick!
Buy His Little Earthling.
Buy Her Daddy and Her Master.

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

Sneak peek! His Little Earthling is out on Saturday!

How’s your week so far? Mine is busy, busy, busy! This week for WipItUp Wednesday, I have another exciting preview from His Little Earthling and I also now have the cover to share with you! In this sneak peek, Sarah is about to get a really big punishment for doing something very naughty, but she makes it worse for herself by hiding in a cupboard.

When he grasped the sleeve of her dress, she contorted out of it and climbed over the half-wall between her room and the living room, then ran into the kitchen. She was halfway inside one of the big cupboards beneath the countertop when she felt a firm grip on one of her feet. Kicking free, she got inside the cupboard and wriggled as far back as she could.

This seemed like a good place to live. There was food, air… what else did anyone need? Sure, the air was actually a little thin, and for some reason she was having difficulty breathing, and the shelf above was digging uncomfortably into her hip, but that was all fine details. If she didn’t leave the cupboard, she would never have to face Ral again. To her surprise, instead of reaching in to pull her out, he stepped back.

“Sarah, I’m very disappointed with you right now.” His voice sounded far away.

“I’m sorry.” It would have been so much more meaningful if she hadn’t been jammed into a kitchen cupboard trying to get away from an unknown but terrifying punishment. On one level, she knew that Ral was only trying to clear things between them, and that she deserved this, but on a more primal level, she didn’t want to find out what was supposed to happen next. Especially now that she was in more trouble.

“You’ve got two options. If you come out of there of your own accord, you’ll get exactly what I planned for you, plus the hand spanking. If I have to drag you out, I’ll be obliged to add the spoon as well. It’s not safe to climb into cupboards like this; the base is far more likely to give way if I have to wrestle you out.”

“I’m scared.”

“Don’t be. Just come out like a good—well, not exactly a good girl, but less bad than if you stay put.”

“I meant I’m scared about the punishment.” She felt that living in a cupboard was a much better option.

“Would I do anything to harm you?”

Sarah considered this for a moment before she answered. “No, but there’s a whole plethora of really owwie things you’d do that are completely harmless!”

“So how many of those do I need to add before you come out?”

She shook her head fervently. “None! Subtract some!”

Ral sighed. “Why do you always do everything backwards? Why do you always make your life so difficult? I’ve given you everything you needed to settle into this world and I’ve shown you what you need to do for yourself, and every time I look away for a moment, you do the opposite.”

“Maybe I know how to do stuff too!” Sarah grumbled. “I saved you, didn’t I?”

“By sheer bloody luck! Your first attempt was to find some gangsters in the most dangerous part of town, was it not?”

Sarah glared at his knees from her hiding place.

“At least I did something. If I was your perfect girl I would’ve just stood here, wringing my hands and not knowing what to do. That’s what you want, isn’t it? Well I can’t apologize for that, because that girl would still be here wondering where you’d got to. And you’d have starved to death by now.”

“Elves don’t need to eat or drink that often. We can turn the air around us into energy for most of our needs. I’d have still been fine in a week or two.”

“And would Little Miss Perfect have found you in a week? Or would she have been too busy ironing her size-zero school uniform, doing her homework and practicing fitting large objects into her mouth?”

“Okay, young lady, you’ve had ample time to come out of your own accord, I’m calling an end to these shenanigans.” Before Sarah said anything further, Ral’s enormous hands reached in and closed around her waist, then she felt herself sliding towards the rest of Ral. When she was out far enough to see the weary expression on his face, she sighed.

He paid no mind to that, and instead tipped her over one of his broad shoulders, where he landed some sharp swats to her sit-spot with his hand before she heard him open a drawer.

What’s in the drawer? Anyone want to hazard a guess? While you’re wondering, here’s the cover which was designed by the ever-talented Korey Mae Johnson:

I am in love with this cover!

His Little Earthling is out on Saturday and in the meantime, book 1 in the series, Her Daddy and Her Master, is discounted to $0.99; you can find it here.

Just add icing.

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

An exciting week ahead!

Hey all, so I have a very exciting week planned, including a $0.99 sale on Her Daddy and Her Master (starts Monday June 12th, 8:00am PST), an AMAZING snippet of my new book His Little Earthling for WipItUp Wednesday (in case you missed it, here’s my last snippet, from Wednesday June 7th), and the week culminates with a book release on Saturday June 17th for His Little Earthling! I can’t wait to share it with you all! So maybe when it comes out, you could have a gander? #justsaying 😀

Her Daddy and Her Master and His Little Earthling are both published by Stormy Night Publications.

Also, do you like my promo advert? I made it myself! It definitely pushed the limits of my knowledge of making adverts. I think this one’s come out so much better than I expected, but if anyone has any tips please do let me know; I’m still quite new to all this graphic design stuff.

Also, for legal reasons to do with where I live, I’m having to take down my webcomic for the time being, but rest assured, it WILL be back.

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

A preview of His Little Earthling

As part of WipItUp Wednesday, where writers share excerpts from their works-in-progress and published works, I’m going to share an excerpt from my up-and-coming book with you all!

I am very excited to announce that book 2 of my sci-fi series, His Little Earthling, will be out next Saturday 17th June! I am even more excited to tell you that book 1, Her Daddy and Her Master, is going to be 99 cents from Monday 12th of June until Friday 16th! So, if you haven’t read the first book already, it’s the perfect time to get it, especially since, if you buy Her Daddy and Her Master for 99c and His Little Earthling when it comes out, you will spend about $6 and you’ll receive almost 200,000 words of steamy summer vacation reading. How good value is that?

For some background, the heroine of book two, Sarah, awakens from cryogenic freezing to find herself 300 years in the future; it’s now the year 2320, and she’s on a distant planet. Ral, the alien who finds her, takes her in and looks after her like she’s his little girl. In this sneak preview, she was already in trouble for lying to him, but now she’s in more trouble for hiding his wooden spoon, which he had planned to spank her with.

“I’m going to count to three. That spoon better appear or I’m taking you to the store right now to buy a bigger one, then punishing you in a discipline room.”

“What’s a discipline room?” Sarah asked.

“It’s a public spanking room, usually found next to blocks of public restrooms, for the sole purpose of punishing disobedient bottoms. Go and get the damn spoon, Sarah,” Ral said. What kind of society had public rooms for spanking people? Minos Kerala was ridiculous. “One.”

Sarah panicked. Should she hold out or fold?

“Two.”

She was rooted to the spot. There was no way she was giving up the spoon.

“Thr—”

“Okay! Okay, I’ll go get it.” She ran back to her room, where she’d stowed it under her pillow. Blushing furiously and trying not to cry, she put it in his waiting hand. Instead of moving or speaking, he just stood there, a stern look on his face.

“Look, I’m sorry, okay? I actually am sorry. Not that you believe me. You just want to see my ass again.”

“Guilty as charged. Take off your jeans and get over the ironing board.” He pressed a button and a little padded platform slid out of the wall at exactly waist height. Sarah shook her head.

“There is no way that will take my weight.”

“I wouldn’t suggest it if I didn’t know it was safe. Jeans off and get over the ironing board right now Sarah.”

With a sigh like the weight of the world was on her, Sarah went to the ironing board and pressed down on it with both hands. It seemed solid enough. She slipped out of her jeans and perched over the ironing board. It was slightly uncomfortable, despite the padded surface, and she didn’t like being balanced so precariously.

Ral rubbed the surface of her bottom with the back of the spoon; all Sarah could do was close her eyes. She hated that spoon so much.

When the first blow landed, it came down hard and all Sarah thought about was how much it hurt. Ral was taking no prisoners today, and barely a half-dozen swats had landed solidly on her cheeks before Sarah was trying to get out of it.

“Please, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend your spoon!” she cried, her legs kicking.

“Remain still or you’re getting extras,” Ral replied dispassionately. Sarah wailed in response, but the threat was scary enough that she resolved to try and stay still.

“Please, daddy, I’ll do anything you say, just stop spanking me!”

Ral spanked her twice more then stopped, but before Sarah thanked him, he leaned down to her ear and said, “Oh, I know you will; it’s the things I don’t specifically tell you that are the problem. It should go without saying that you should be truthful to people, yet you keep telling me that you can do things when you actually can’t. If you just ask for help when you need it, you will save a lot of time and effort instead of pretending you’re able to do things.”

Sarah began to cry then.

“But I want to be able to! And I’m used to being independent and doing everything by myself! Why would I assume you’re better qualified to…to… get me out of a rolling ball, or to paint a wall, for example, any better than I am? Am I supposed to just expect you to do all this?”

“Of course not. That would be silly. What you should do is acknowledge your limitations. Then you can ask for help when you need it.”

 

Is he going to continue spanking her? What did she lie about to end up in trouble? Find out in His Little Earthling, which is out on Saturday 17th June!

How to make your erotica or erotic romance book advert shine!

I wrote before about how to make an erotic romance book advert in GIMP for Twitter. That article covered the basics, and this one builds on what I explained in the other article. This tutorial is a bit more advanced, so make sure you’re confident with making a simple advert before following this tutorial.

Click here to learn how to make a basic advert. That tutorial was written with the best sizes for a Twitter ad, but I find those sizes work well for Google Plus, too.

In this more advanced tutorial, I’m going to use the same advert I made in the first tutorial to show you how to make the text stand out so it’s more readable, then I’m going to show you how to filter your background picture so your book cover stands out! There are many other things you can do with picture editing to make pictures work together, but these are the easiest tweaks that will make your advert look more professional.

Part 1: How to make a text outline:

1. Go to one of the text layers and click on it to make sure it’s selected. Over the blue highlight, right click, then from that menu, select “alpha to selection.”
GIMP alpha to selection how to make book advert Katie Douglas

2. Your text will now have a weird blurry line around the edge:
GIMP alpha to selection how to make book advert Katie Douglas

3. Go to the menu at the top of the screen, click “select” then “grow”:
GIMP select grow how to make book advert Katie Douglas

4. You will get a menu like this. Choosing one or two pixels is enough on an advert of this size:

GIMP select grow pixels GIMP select grow how to make book advert Katie Douglas

5. Now that wavy border around the text has moved outwards in every direction by two pixels:

GIMP select grow how to make book advert Katie Douglas

6. Next, make a new layer. An option screen will come up. Just hit “OK” and it will make the right layer.

7. Get the bucket fill tool and make sure the main color is black (if your writing is white) or white (if your writing is black). You can play around with the colors but it’s tricky to get them to match the advert, so stick with black or white for now.

8. Make sure you’re working in the new layer you just created, not the text layer, or this will go weird. Click inside the wavy line surrounding your text. Everything inside the wavy line should go black, just like in the following picture. Click and drag your new layer so it’s listed below the text layer in the list of layers:

When the layer is in the correct place, your picture will look like this:

10. Go to “select” then click “none” to get rid of the wavy line around your writing.

GIMP select none how to unselect book advert katie douglas

Here is what the lettering should now look like:

11. Congratulations, you just made a text border! Now do it again to any other text on the page, and your advert text will be clear and professional-looking! Don’t forget to save and export your picture!

12. Here’s a before and after so you can see the difference this has made to the overall feel of the advert:

Before.
After.

Part 2: How to filter the background image:

Now let’s sort out that background. It’s mostly fine, but if you want to perfect your advert a little more, the background is definitely drawing attention away from the message and the book cover.

1. Make a new layer between the background picture and the layer with your book cover on it:

2. Next, select the layer with your book cover on it. Go to the color picker and select a dark-ish color from your book cover’s background:

3. Now go to the bucket fill tool. Change the opacity (how see-through the color is) until it’s very low, somewhere between 20 and 30% will be perfect:

4. Select the layer between the book cover and the background image, and click your bucket fill on it. The background should subtly change color like this:

And Finally…

To make the book cover stand out even more, you can put an outline around the book cover exactly the same way you made an outline around your text, so you get something like this:

Here’s a before and after for how the advert looked after following the first tutorial, and how this advert looked after following this more advanced tutorial:

Before.
After.

And voila, a shinier book advert you can use on Twitter, Google+ and other social media platforms!

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

Other articles in this series:
Spanking writing prompts
Erotic romance: Where should the story begin?
The main spanking scenarios for spanking erotic romance writers
Erotica words for spanking and anal sex writers in BDSM erotic romance
Naming the characters in your BDSM erotic romance
How to make a Twitter advert for erotic romance authors

Reviews: Spanking Books I Read In May

So I thought today that I would write a review of all the spanking stories I read in May, since it’s the start of June now. It should go without saying that all three of these books had really, really hot sex and spanking scenes, so I’m not going to keep repeating that for each book! Last month, I read the following books:

Her Rancher Daddy by Shelly Douglas:
I loved the suspense aspect of this story. It was actually two romance stories about two sisters and two brothers, and that gave the story more depth and possibilities than a straightforward one-on-one story. I especially liked that both women were independent go-getting career women and the men were both capable ranchers.

It was one of those sort of ageplay stories that’s more focussed on the spanking and romance aspects rather than the playtimes and coloring books, and sometimes I don’t get on well with those, but in this one, I really liked that. If you’ve never read anything by Shelly Douglas, they write a bit like Normandie Alleman but with suspense that always keeps me guessing right until the end about how it’s all going to turn out.

Because it’s a suspense, it’s really hard to review this one without spoilering it but honestly, I really LOVED the way the storylines were resolved and the bad-guy plot was especially satisfying. I would be hard pressed to think of any other spanking author who uses plot tension the same way, making this book a real page-turner, and since I really love romantic suspense (e.g. Jayne Krentz) I liked that added dimension to this book, as much as I liked it in Their Strict Daddies.

His Little Captive by Meredith O’Reilly:
This was so sweet! Lilly lost her parents at a very young age and as a result she missed out on a whole lot of life experiences. She has been taken into a special government program to remedy that. Initially, she’s not thrilled at the idea.

Throughout the story, it’s clear that Lilly has a lot of things to overcome, and I did like the way anxiety was handled in this story, which showed how anxiety affected her daily life. Sometimes people throw in common mental health issues to try and be relevant, but I didn’t feel like that was the case here; it fit the character and it also made the plot work really well, because suddenly Lilly’s daddy had a lot more work cut out for him to help her overcome her problems, but without her being overly argumentative. I would struggle to think of another story that’s gone in this direction with the characters.

This story was very romantic and it was easy to see the two characters getting together because they were perfect for one another, so I was rooting for them from the very start. The setting was an island full of mommies, daddies and littles, which gave the story a Little Haven vibe, so if, like me, you’re missing Little Haven, this story is for you!

Daddies Take Control by Kelly Dawson:
I read Daddy Takes the Reins and reviewed it when it came out, which was the story of Bianca and Clay. One thing I particularly liked about that book is that the main character had Tourette’s and Kelly wrote about it really well. Not only that, but some of the issues of living with a condition like that were explored, such as how damn hard it is to find/keep a job despite your best efforts (1000% relatable), so when I heard Daddies Take Control was a sort of sequel with some of the original characters, I got it straight away!

Daddies Take Control tells the story of Jen, Cody and Luke. You might remember Cody and Luke are Clay’s brothers. I don’t think we met Jen before, but that’s okay, you’ll get to know her really fast because all the characters really come alive in this story.

I really liked the western romance ageplay aspect, and I especially liked the fact that Jen was an accomplished jockey before her whole life went very wrong, and while Cody and Luke definitely rescued her, she was still an independent woman who made her own thoughts and feelings very clear all through the story. That, of course, meant that she earned herself a lot of spankings!

Have you read any good books lately?

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx