A Strapping Excerpt from Reformed by the Scotsman!

It’s WIP it up Wednesday, the blog hop where we share works in progress or recently published! Here’s my contribution:

My latest story, Reformed by the Scotsman, came out on Saturday, and I’ve got another exciting excerpt for you here. It’s the morning after Adeline breaks a window (and cuts her hand on broken glass) trying to escape from Edward’s house in Edinburgh.

Beautiful cover art by Korey Mae Johnson.

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After breakfast, Edward took Adeline into the drawing room and bade her stand before his desk.

“Do you know why you are being punished?” he prompted. It was bloody obvious, but he wanted to hear her say it.

“Yes. I damaged your window while I was trying to leave. I’m awfully sorry, you know.”

It was impossible to repress his laughter that time. “The bally idea that I gave a hoot about the pane of glass! You are being punished because you paid no mind to your own safety, both in breaking the glass and in attempting to climb out of a second floor window. Are you aware of the height of the ceilings in this house? They are fifteen feet! Including the height from the floor to the windowledge in the guestroom, that’s a thirty-three-foot drop to the ground. Do you know what happens if you fall from that height onto hard pavement?”

She shook her head.

“You would quite probably die.” He let that sink in. “Bend over my desk, I am going to use the tawse. It seemed to be moderately effective yesterday; I think you just need more of it.”

To his surprise, she got into the prescribed position without any argument, and once she was there, it was a simple matter to fold back the silk chemise before he slid her knickers down. She had a lovely, heart-shaped bottom, with cute dimples at the top.

He would love to spend hours caressing that delightful rear, teasing the white skin, and gently swatting her sit spots until she was writhing with desire and begging him to fill her with his manhood. He was already growing hard from considering the things he’d like to do with her while she was in this position.

Not today, however. Today was about her dangerous behavior. He picked up the two-tailed leather strap and walked around behind her. He lined it up on her bottom then drew it back and smartly spanked her sit-spot with a loud crack.

She drew a breath and he was pleased that her bottom seemed to take on a red stripe almost immediately. She was so resistant to showing him when she was in pain, but he saw her adamantly fighting her own responses. The swat had undoubtedly taken effect. He slowly counted to ten in his head, then brought the tawse down on her cheeks once more. She uttered a slight moan then stifled it. If he were to get past her pride so he might change her without breaking her, she was going to require careful handling.

Barely counting to three, he landed the tawse slightly above the last stroke, and she issued a strangled cry. He suspected that, in her case, there was a very fine line between what would be effective in improving her behavior and what would be too extreme, but eight strokes would suffice this time, he decided, as he aimed the fourth one over the crest of her buttocks, then waited again as she began to breathe more heavily. He heard the effort it was taking for her to stop herself from making a fuss, and decided now was a good time for a change of pace.

The next two were spaced out, slow, and he had time to appreciate the sight before him. Her glowing bottom had taken on a delightful shade of pink, contrasting wonderfully with her pale skin above and beneath. Between her legs, he eyed the little line, like a split peach, where her sex stood out between her sparse blonde fur. It seemed to glisten slightly with her juices, and he felt his own arousal rising harder as he contemplated her, positioned over his desk like this.

“Punishment becomes you,” he murmured, then brought the tawse down once more. She yelped this time, and again at the last stroke. He left her over his desk for a moment. He was pleased that she was responding to this treatment; yesterday she would have been trying to run away by this point in her correction.

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And if you want to know more, you can get the book here

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

A sneaky preview of Captured by the Highlanders

It’s WipItUp Wednesday, the blog hop where writers share their works in progress or recently published work, and I’ve got an exciting excerpt to share with you!

Oooh this one is a ménage! 3 guys, one girl, and it’s all about her! Isn’t that the best sort of ménage? In case the title didn’t give it away, the 3 heroes in this story are all Highlanders, although the action takes place in the Lowlands.

Set in 1899, it’s the story of a sassy Irish girl who’s escaping an evil English duke who kidnapped her. When she meets three Highlanders, they think she’s part of the duke’s entourage, so they try to kidnap her to ransom back to the duke. Sparks, of course, fly, when they find out her true identity, and decide they need to rescue her… if only her smart mouth would just stay closed long enough to let them.

Here’s an artist’s impression (OK, I totes DIY’d it) of the three Highlanders:

Captured by the Highlanders Mastered by the Highlanders Katie Douglas

I can’t wait to see what the cover will look like! And here’s a steamy excerpt (play nice 😉 as I haven’t got the copy-edited version yet) from a scene with Bridget, Jacob and Kieran:

Kieran suddenly turned to the door, and Jacob followed his gaze. When he saw Bridget standing in the doorway, holding some folded sheets, he frowned. Had she heard their conversation?

 “The polite thing to do is to knock before entering someone’s room,” he chided her, semi-sternly.

She seemed to recover herself, then, and she cocked her head defiantly.

“Don’t get your knickers in a twist; I’ll be quiet as the grave. I only came to bring your fresh linens for you as the innkeeper forgot to change them afore we took the rooms. Now, are you going to let me change the bed or would you rather threaten to stick pins under my nails or some such?”

“Oh no, little lady. I’ve got a much better idea what we can do with a willful young lady who can’t be polite,” Kieran told her. Jacob caught his eye and saw it was twinkling with amusement. He’d been waiting for a reason to spank her, and Bridget had played straight into their hands.

“I think you can both go and whistle up a rope,” she retorted. In a moment, Jacob was across the room and closed his hands around her soft arms. Kieran swiftly joined him and took the sheets she held, placing them on the dresser, then closed the bedroom door.

“I think I saw a hairbrush in that drawer,” Jacob remarked, and Kieran grinned wickedly.

Jacob lifted Bridget off her feet and carried her to the bed, where he sat on the edge of it and arranged her over his knee. He slid her dress and petticoat up, and groaned softly when he saw the delicate white skin of her cheeks.

“I won’t let you do whatever you’re planning,” she blustered.

“You’re over my knee, your bottom is bared for me to see, and you cannae move. How do you plan to prevent me?” Jacob asked, as he gently caressed her bottom.

“Why are you doing this?” she demanded.

“Aye, it’s less of the ‘I won’t let you’ and more of the ‘why,’ now,” Kieran observed.

“We are doing this because you need to know who is in charge around here,” Jacob said. He admired her shapely curves as his hand trailed over her skin. He could feel his hardness pressing into her belly already.

“Ye dinnae have a very good attitude, lass, and we think it’s high time ye learn that we won’t stand for any nonsense,” Kieran added.

“Ye ken what this is, aye?” Jacob held the hairbrush in front of her face.

She nodded. “It’s for getting rid of tangles.”

“It’s got its other uses, too,” Kieran’s voice was filled with mirth. Jacob wondered how long they could keep this up before they just bent her over the nearest piece of furniture and filled her with their cocks. She was so hot, innocent, and feisty all at the same time, and he wanted her so much.

Jacob took the hairbrush from Kieran and swatted Bridget’s right bottom cheek with the back of it. It left a fine oval imprint that turned from white to red. She inhaled sharply and he watched her fists clench as she tried not to show how much this hurt. He wanted her to know she was his, just as much as she was Callum’s.

“You’re going to get six of these from me, then you’re going to thank me, then it’s Kieran’s turn to spank you,” Jacob told her conversationally. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Kieran nodding emphatically.

Liking symmetry, Jacob brought the back of the hairbrush down on her left cheek, this time, and watched as it colored to match the other one. She gasped and squeezed her fists hard. Jacob landed the brush twice more, so there were four nice red marks on her white skin, then he paused for a moment and caressed her soft bottom with the tips of his fingers, lightly swirling them over the cool white and hot red areas. The contrast under his fingers was highly arousing. Before he’d been doing it for long, she moaned.

“This isn’t fair!” she complained.

“Are you not enjoying yourself down there?” Jacob asked.

She shook her head fervently and her black curls bounced on the wooden floor.

Suspecting she was lying, he put his hand between her legs and felt her sex. It was soaking wet and she cried out when he touched her most sensitive area.

“I think the next two swats should be extra hard because you’re not being very truthful, young lady.”

He brought the hairbrush down on the place where her thighs met her bottom cheeks, hard, and delighted when she whimpered in surprise.

“What do you have to say for yourself?” he prompted her.

“Thank-you.” Bridget said it through gritted teeth.

“Good girl. Now it’s Kieran’s turn.” Jacob tipped Bridget upright and got to his feet as her skirt tumbled back down to her ankles. Kieran gently led her to about three feet away from the window.

What’s Kieran going to do with Bridget? Find out on Saturday, when Captured by the Highlanders comes out!

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

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

Naming characters for your spanking BDSM romance

Dominant Dom… are we all a little tired of hearing about Dominic the Dominant yet? I am. I feel mean, but I have to try not to laugh every time anyone uses it. It’s never quite done it for me. I know, I know, it’s an extremely popular name for male characters in BDSM and even some spanking (non-BDSM) romances, and most people probably don’t care, and there have been one or two books which I sort-of liked which did this (but I didn’t like them enough to remember titles/authors years later), but I just struggle to see past the ridiculousness of it. I mean, should the female character be Submissive Submeera? When the Dominant male is called Dom or Dominic I have to work extra-hard to like a book.

Anyway, naming a character can be a tricky business. Male leads need to be strong and sexy but lovable. The name needs to fit the setting of the book.

I name my characters (at least, the main ones, the bad guys, and any with a significant role… can’t say I do this for every last character) the same way I named all my pet rabbits (and I’ve had 8 of those): I look through baby name lists, figure out a shortlist, then take a mental break for 5 minutes (making a cup of tea, switching the laundry into the tumble dryer, vacuuming the carpet, petting one of my bunnies…) and usually during that time, I find one or two of the names from my shortlist are playing around my mind more than the others. If it’s just one, I go with that. If it’s two, I’ll cross out everything else on my shortlist then think it over some more, imagining my character being called each of the two names, until I have one name.

When I took creative writing classes 12 years ago (I was underage, but I showed up anyway and they never asked me to leave so I tried not to draw attention to the fact I was there), I was told three “golden rules” about naming characters:
Firstly, that in a short story, all characters should be named (I disagree, and I’ve seen it work really well in some short stories where one or other of the main characters has no name). Secondly, I was told that you should never give more than one character in a story the same first initial. Thirdly, I was told that the first name and last name should never begin with the same letter.

Well, all this advice was for women’s fiction (that undefinable genre) and I don’t think it’s all true for spanking or BDSM romance. Nameless characters can be sexy and mysterious, especially in short stories. In longer books, if it’s natural for two characters to have a first name beginning with the same letter, what’s the issue? In real life, plenty of people have the same name, let alone the same initials! As long as the story isn’t all characters with the same name or same initials, and as long as each character is unique and interesting, I personally don’t see the issue with occasionally breaking these three rules. I mean, if a reader is confused about which character is doing what, it’s probably not the names that are an issue.

But where do I find inspiration for naming characters when I get stuck? Different name websites have different names (and a lot of the time, the origins/meanings don’t agree between different sites). Here’s some fabulous sites I use for picking names:

This one shows you which names were popular last year (that might be a good or bad thing). If you want to do more historical research, the social security agency in the USA keeps a historical list of popular baby names which is searchable here
For a great international list of names (which includes American names and names from further afield), Nameberry is great! Here’s their list of girls names and their list of boys names! They even have a list of unisex names, too!
Emma’s Diary is more aimed at British names, because guess what? People have different names in the UK to the US (and common American names would get you viciously mocked on the playground in the UK).

Another good source of ideas is to Google some characteristic you want your character name to convey, e.g. “strong, modern boys names” because chances are, there’s a thread on a parenting forum somewhere! Here’s an example for “strong modern boys names” from Netmums. I’m not sure I like any of those names for characters, let alone human beings, but I’m a bit of a traditionalist when it comes to actual baby names for real live babies, so each to their own.

When I’m choosing a name, I usually do it after I’ve already written a profile for my characters, because that way I know if a name sums up the “feel” of the character or not. Some people start with the name and work backwards. When I’m really stuck, I have been known to throw out my entire list and just mix up letters until I find something that sounds right, although that’s not a great solution for historical romances (but I find those easiest to come up with names for).

Do you have any tips for other spanking or BDSM romance authors for coming up with character names? Let me know in the comments!

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

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
How to make your erotica or erotic romance advert shine!

10 Party Games For Ageplayers

Birthday party? Christmas party? October twenty-eighth party? Every day can be a party day when you’re little! But, supposing you’re planning a party for your little one… what party games should there be? This list might not suit every ageplayer of every age, but anyone who plays between age 3-8 will surely find something they’d like to do on this list (keep scrolling to find the rules)!

10 ageplay party games

  1. Pass the parcel:
    This game is best for: Groups of at least 3 party guests.
    Preparation for grownups: Wrap up a little present, e.g. a chocolate bar or a keychain, then put another present on top of that present, and wrap them up together, so when someone opens the first layer of wrapping paper, they get a present, and when someone else opens the next layer, they get a different present, and so on. Wrap one extra layer with another present inside for each guest coming to the party (if someone can’t make it at the last minute, someone who DOES turn up will get 2 presents). It’s better to have too many presents than not enough!
    How to run the game: Get all the littles to sit in a circle. Put some music on, and hand the present to one of the littles. They have to pass the present around the circle (they’re not allowed to hold on to it for too long). When the music stops, whoever is holding the present at the time gets to unwrap one layer of wrapping paper, and they get a present. As the grownup, you are in control of the music, so it’s up to you to make sure each little gets a present!
  2. Musical chairs:
    This game is best for: Littles who ageplay at 5 or under.
    Preparation for grownups: You’ll need one chair for every little. If you don’t have these, consider playing musical statues (below) instead.
    How to run the game: Put all the chairs in the middle of the room, usually back-to-back, so everyone can walk around them. Put some music on. The littles have to form an orderly line and walk around the chairs. When the music stops, they have to sit down as quickly as possible. The last person to sit down is “out”, and each round, one chair is removed. Then the music starts again and they walk around the chairs again, doing the same thing each time the music stops. This game is better for younger littles (under 5s) whereas musical statues works better for older littles.
  3. Musical statues:
    This game is best for: Littles who ageplay at 5 or older.
    Preparation for grownups: None.
    How to run the game: Ask the littles to clear the space in the room so everyone can walk around the floor. Then put some music on. All the littles have to walk around the room (or hop, or skip) but when the music stops, they have to strike a pose and stand as still as a statue! The last person to stand still gets eliminated each time, and so does anyone who moves, giggles or who forgets to strike a pose. The last person standing gets a prize.
  4. Gift Hunt:
    This game is best for: Parties of fewer than five guests.
    Preparation for grownups: Hide gifts (several for each guest) around the room or rooms where the party will take place. Remember to put them in places where they won’t be spotted until the littles are playing this game (or, if you have another grownup to help, hide the presents while the littles are all distracted with another game). If they’re in gift wrap, then the littles will be able to find them more easily because otherwise they might not know what they’re looking for.
    How to run the game: Ask the littles to line up at one side of the room, and tell them there are presents hidden around the room (you could even give them a basket or a bag to collect the presents). They have to search for the presents until they’ve found them all (you can, of course, give them directions if they really can’t find them).
  5. Daddy says:
    This game is best for: Littles who can follow simple instructions.
    Preparation for grownups: None.
    How to run the game: The littles should all be sitting down in a group. Explain to them that they have to do things when you say “Daddy says”, but not if you don’t say that. So, for example, if you say, “Daddy says… touch your nose” they should touch their noses, but if you just say, “touch your nose” they should not (because you didn’t say “Daddy says” at the start). If any littles don’t do something Daddy says, or they do something that didn’t start with “Daddy says,” they’re “out” of the game and the last little wins (this game can go on, especially with littles who are good at following instructions). Remember that at the end of the game, “Daddy says… that’s the end of the game!” This game can work with one little or lots of littles, and is also fun for obedience training.
  6. Stuck in the mud:
    This game is best for: Littles who have too much energy! You need at least 3 players.
    Preparation for grownups: None.
    How to run the game: One person is “it” and they have to chase the other littles and tag them. If a little gets tagged, they are “stuck in the mud” which means they have to stand with their legs apart and their arms wide (legs need to be wide enough that someone can crawl through them). If the person who is “it” gets every other player “stuck in the mud,” they win, and the last person they tagged gets to be “it” next. But… the other players can “rescue” the players who are “stuck in the mud” at any time during the game, by crawling between their legs to get rid of the mud (logical). Unless you have a very small group, it is unlikely that “it” will win, so decide how long you want the littles to run around for, because this game will keep going forever if you don’t decide to do something else at some point.
  7. Letters in your name:
    This game is best for: Littles with self-discipline.
    Preparation for grownups: None.
    How to run the game: All the littles line up against one side of the room. You call out a letter and if anyone has that letter in their name, they take a step for each time it comes up (e.g. if you said “N,” Nile would take one step and Anne would take two steps). It’s up to you whether they’re allowed to include first, last and middle names (this can lead to some people mysteriously telling you they have middle names that would win at Scrabble). The first person who makes it across the room wins a prize.
  8. The box game:
    This game is best for: Flexible littles.
    Preparation for grownups: None.
    How to run the game: Put a cardboard box (cereal boxes work well) on the floor so all the littles stand around it. Taking turns, each little has to pick up the box without using their hands. Only their feet may touch the floor! But each time someone picks up the box, you must tear some of the card off the top so the box gets smaller each time.
  9. Chinese Whispers:
    This game is best for: Everyone!
    How to run the game: The grownup thinks of a phrase or sentence (a song lyric also works, but make sure it’s not too long. “This is how we do” is about the perfect length. The littles all sit in a circle, then the grownup whispers the phrase to the first little, who has to repeat it to the person next to them (in a whisper), and it goes around the entire circle until the very last person has to tell the group what the phrase was. Usually by the end, even in a small group, the phrase has changed so much that it’s funny.
  10. Sardines:
    This game is best for: Groups of 3 or more.
    How to run the game: It’s sort of like back-to-front hide and seek. One person gets a headstart and they have to go and hide. Everyone else has to look for them, only when someone finds them, they have to stay with them (so eventually, everyone’s jammed in the same place… like sardines). The game ends when the last person finds everyone.

What’s your favorite party game? Let me know in the comments! And if you liked this Top 10 list, check out 10 things littles can do on long car rides!

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

Special Giveaway: Her Vet And Her Puppy

I am incredibly excited to offer you my first lesbian pet play (puppy play) BDSM erotica short story: The Vet And Her Puppy.

To celebrate International Star Wars Day (May the Fourth be with you), The Vet and Her Puppy is FREE this weekend ONLY, so if you’re curious about pet play, lesbians, BDSM or medical play, it’s a no-brainer!

When the PST calendar hits May 8th, it’s going back to FULL PRICE.

Get it on Amazon.com
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Oh, and here’s the cover art:

The Vet and Her Puppy BDSM lesbian pet play erotica Katie Douglas
The Vet and Her Puppy by Katie Douglas

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Lots of Love,
Katie xxxx

10 Things Littles Can Do On Long Car Rides

As a little, I know we’re not always patient creatures. I want everything to happen YESTERDAY and that’s especially true when it comes to anything I’m particularly excited about! Car rides, then, are a hotbed of frustration, boredom and over-excitement, not to mention over-tiredness, and the environment of a dull journey with an exciting destination is a breeding ground for temper tantrums.

I went on a long car ride last weekend, and another one the weekend before, while we visited assorted relatives over Easter, and I was SO BORED because we’ve done these journeys, like, 1000 times. Because I like researching stuff, I pulled together a list of things to do during future car rides, and hopefully there’s something here that can keep you occupied when you are going on a long car trip too!

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10 things littles can do on long car rides. Image/background image: Katie Douglas.

1. I spy. This is the most obvious game you can play on long car rides if you and your grown-up are alone in a car together. The person whose turn it is says “I spy with my little eye, something beginning with…” then they say the first letter of the thing they can see. The other person has to guess what it is. You HAVE to be able to see the thing when you say it (and if your grownup/little has autism/aspergers/another thing affecting their ability to perspective-take, make double sure THEY can see it too)!

2. Sing along CDs. This one didn’t occur to me until I found one of my Disney Princess CDs in the car on a recent car trip. You can do this when you’re driving, too (of course, that’s if you’re grown-up enough to drive).

3. Coloring. This one requires advance planning, because you’ll need some paper or a coloring book, and some pencils or crayons to color with.

4. Counting games. Think of something you keep seeing (or don’t see many of), for example, post boxes, telephone boxes or yellow cars. The person who spots the most telephone boxes (for example) wins. What do you win? That’s between you and your grown-up!!

5. Place names. Someone picks a place-name, and the other person has to say another place-name that starts with the same letter that was the last letter of the previous place-name. E.g. “Edinburgh” “Hartford” “Dartmouth.” If you get stuck, there’s usually helpful signposts outside the car window (or you can look at the map if you’re not driving).

6. Telling a story. You say half a sentence to start a story, and the other person has to say another half of a sentence to continue the story, and you keep going as a story starts to grow. You’re not allowed to use your turn to undo someone else’s half-sentence, though!

7. If you want to do something educational, you could have a spelling bee. This is where one person says a word and the other person has to spell it out loud! How many of us depend on spellcheck in our everyday lives? I like to practice my American words because there’s quite a few differences between UK English and American English. The only problem with this game is that you need a grown-up who is good at spelling. Unfortunately, because I really, really, adore words, I’m better at spelling than my grown-up (he is the first person to say this, which is fine because maths is his thing, whereas I’m barely numerate), and so we don’t play this game as often as I’d like.

8. Have a puppet show. If you are in the car alone together, you could take some toy puppets with you, and you can make up a story with them that your grown-up can listen to (although he/she should probably keep their eyes on the road). If you’re driving, obviously your grown-up can do the puppeteering, but you could still voice one of the characters, or you could maybe ask your grown-up to make up a story for you, using the puppets. It’s like an audiobook but WITH PUPPETS IN YOUR CAR!!

9. Word association. This one can also be a fun way to get to know each other better. One person says a word and the other person has to say the first thing that comes into their head, then the first person has to say whatever come into their head, and so on.

10. A twist on word association that I like to play with a couple of my friends who share my sense of humor and love of words is word disassociation. With this game, someone says a word, and you have to say something that’s nothing to do with it. This one really gets you thinking (and you aren’t allowed to hesitate or the other person wins).

Do you have any other games that you like to play in the car with your grown-up/little? Let me know in the comments!!

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

A Sexy Spanking Extract From Sharing The Princess

Sharing the Princess came out last week, and today’s post is a sexy extract from one of spanking scenes. In this one, Cedric is teaching Elspeth a lesson because she was topping from the bottom:

He leaned over her, and she felt his cock stir beneath her belly as he murmured into her ear, “I think you should go and stand in the corner and think about how much I’m going to spank you for topping from the bottom.” This time, she could hear the authority in his voice.

He helped her carefully up off his knee, and she went to stand where he’d told her. It wasn’t technically a corner, complained a thought at the back of her mind. She was actually against a flat wall flanked on one side by an ivy-covered marble statue of an ancient goddess with no arms.

Maybe she should have been less critical. She had, of course, met people in the past who hadn’t dished out a spanking in their lives. However, none of them had ever wanted to spank someone, and more to the point, none of them had ever wanted to spank her. She wondered if there was any way she could give him pointers without undermining him. If only Lea was amenable to the idea, Elspeth knew she could show Cedric what to do on Lea’s bottom. It wasn’t going to help right now, though.

She tried to feel even a tiny bit submissive, but it was so far against her nature that she struggled without some outside help. She’d submitted before, years ago, but it had been bondage, not spanking, that had piqued her interest back then. In the intervening years, she’d grown quite fond of spanking other people. Ben was the only man she’d ever permitted to spank her, and his dominance radiated from every inch of his perfectly formed body. She tried to think about how she had felt when Ben had corrected her. When he’d held her down with his huge paws, powered by those devastating biceps, her pussy had gotten so wet. Soon she was feeling more submissive. A tingling sensation shot through her core as she remembered Ben’s hand landing on her bottom.

“Come here, please, Elspeth.” Cedric’s voice interrupted her thoughts. Elspeth turned and walked toward him. “Tell me why I’m spanking you,” he instructed her.

Elspeth tried not to giggle as her face began to flush. Where had that feeling come from? Did she really feel embarrassed about how she had behaved? She almost never felt embarrassed about anything. Ashamed, occasionally, but never outright humiliation.

“Because I was topping from the bottom while you were trying to spank me,” she said in a small voice.

He pulled her over his knee and turned her skirt back, and this time, it stayed where he put it. She felt his hand caress her cheeks through her panties. Before she could suggest that he might want to pull her underwear down, she felt his hand land on her bottom. It was much harder this time, and she gasped involuntarily. He rubbed her skin again, and the warmth was vivid even through her briefs. He spanked her slowly, five or six times, pausing between each swat and sending tingles to her clit as he massaged her bottom. She felt his cock stirring under her, and she moaned with desire. What he lacked in forcefulness, he more than made up for in sensuality. A finger dived between the waistband of her panties and her slightly spanked skin, and he slid her underwear down. Her cheeks felt the cool air, then his hand swatted her again, a little harder and faster this time, making her roll her hips as she felt her cheeks starting to warm up. He paused again, and his caresses made her arch her back and try to grind her pussy into his leg.

“You have been a very, very naughty girl, and you’re going to have to make amends by sucking my cock then letting me claim that bottom hole of yours. Has anyone ever been back there?” His voice was heavy with obvious lust, and Elspeth felt a little liquid trickling out of her wet channel as she heard how turned on he’d gotten from spanking her.

“Yes.” She was mildly amused by the idea that she might be any kind of virgin after the life she’d led, but he wasn’t to know, and his earnest gallantness was endearing.

He spanked her bottom again, and her skin tingled where his hand had touched her. Then a finger dived into her pussy before he used her own juices to lubricate her ass. She had just enough time to be surprised at the sudden invasion, then he withdrew his finger again.

“I’m a knight, so that’ll be, ‘Yes, sir,’ from now on. Do you understand?” His words made her melt slightly, as she realized he was really doing this. Another swat to her bottom made Elspeth squeak.

“Yes, sir.” Her clit twitched as she spoke.

“Good girl.” He resumed spanking her at a much faster pace than before, and although his swats weren’t very hard, they built up fast. Elspeth soon had to catch her breath while her bared bottom burned.

When Cedric stopped, he tipped her upright and gently rubbed her stinging cheeks, then he unbuttoned his pants. His cock sprang out and it was just as hard and thick as the time Elspeth had caned him. She got down on her knees on the flagstones and leaned forward. His huge cock was pulsating and glowing in the eerie light, and when she opened her mouth to take him inside her, the musky taste made her pussy yearn to be filled more than ever. She moved her head down on his shaft and felt his tip touch the back of her soft palate. It must have been years since she last sucked anyone’s cock, but now she remembered how much she enjoyed it. Why had she stopped submitting to anyone? When had that happened? She had always loved the rush of seizing control of someone, but at some point she had forgotten that she needed to balance that out, or the power went to her head. Was that why she’d practically thrown herself at Ben a few days ago? Because after five years of being queen, she needed to stop being in charge for an hour or two?

As she twirled her tongue around Cedric’s shaft, she tried not to shake her head. Ben was hot, any red-blooded woman would have done the same if he’d bent them over a table and firmly disciplined their bottom. And although she was remorseful for fucking Lea without asking Ben, it had been worth it. Lea was damn sexy, even without being paired with the hottest blacksmith in the kingdom.

Cedric was hot too. And he seemed to fit with her so well, in a number of different ways. His cock was the perfect size for this. He seized the back of her head and his member went further down her throat, making long-unused nerve endings tickle as she let him move her along the length of his cock.

He kept going for several delicious minutes before he slowly slid her away from him, then he held her face at arm’s length and regarded her.

“You did that nicely. Maybe if you take my cock in your ass without a fuss, I’ll let you come on it.”

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Lots of Love,
Katie xxxx