The Main Spanking Scenarios For Spanking Erotic Romance Writers

Every genre has its tropes, the patterns that readers expect from a story. Today I wanted to cover the main scenarios found in spanking erotic romance, which is, itself, a sub-set of BDSM erotic romance.

Hate at First Sight: In this scenario, the two (or more) characters detest one another so much that you just KNOW they’re going to end up together. It’s often combined with one of the other tropes, below. There are so many examples of this that it would be difficult to pick one specifically, although if this trope works properly, both characters need to be likeable (to end up with a satisfying HEA), so a misunderstanding is usually used to make this trope work.

Sold/Gifted/Sent/Given/Kidnapped: This is a VERY popular sci-fi trope, but has many different names, because Amazon basically dictates what can and can’t happen in books these days, and Amazon doesn’t like anyone using “Kidnapped” in the title (unless you’re R.L. Stevenson, presumably, because they’re still selling “Kidnapped!”). To get around this, there are lots of books where the heroine has been gifted, given or sent to the hero. The biggest challenge with this sort of story is this: What sort of a crap-ass bastard alphahole ACCEPTS a gifted or kidnapped woman?! And why doesn’t he INSTANTLY set her free when she naturally resists?!* Loki Renard is very good at exploring both points of view of the male and female main characters in her stories, and The Alien’s Leash is a good example of how the whole “kidnapped” trope can work with a likeable (but still very much in control) main male character.

Rescued: This is the opposite of kidnapped, and is more common in sweet romance. The hero is a traditional hero who wants to save the heroine from some circumstance she can’t overcome on her own. It’s not the most popular trope these days, because kidnapping is WAY sexier for BDSM purposes (damn you, Amazon, with your sudden but inevitable book title rules) and fits more with the fantasy of being made to do something you don’t want to do. A rescuer is less likely to push your limits. An example of a rescue which led to a more hardcore relationship can be found in the first book of my sci-fi spanking romance series, Her Daddy and Her Master.

Marriage of convenience: There are External Reasons (TM) why a heroine needs to marry a hero. It’s a very popular trope for historical romance or western (historical) romance, and historical spanking romance is no exception. It’s especially good where consent is dubious, because the institution of marriage (TM) implies some sort of relationship between the two main characters. Obviously, the main snag with this type of story is that you know they’re getting a HEA whether they like it or not… but then again, that’s not really a snag, is it? A good example of a marriage of convenience can be found in Amelia Smarts’ Handling Susannah.

Of course, this is all for spanking erotic romance, not for erotica, which has a different set of tropes and where, generally speaking, anything goes (as long as Amazon permits it), heroes don’t have to be likeable and ever afters don’t have to be happy. There are other tropes, as well, but these ones come up very often in spanking erotic romance. Which is your favourite?

Lots of Love,
Katie xxxx

*To clarify my own point of view on the whole “kidnapped” trope: Mmmm… kidnapped… [Homer Simpson gurgle]. I mean… not in real life,** but in a story it’s HOT AS FUCK when someone gets this one right. Especially because it so naturally lends itself to the hate at first sight trope.

**Unless you’re The Doctor, and even then, Colin Baker can fuck right back off to Gallifrey with Matt Smith, but Tom Baker will find me hiding in his pocket under a bag of Jelly Babies. An interstellar PhD will get you nowhere with me if you’re an asshat. Confused? Here’s a list of people who played The Doctor from Doctor Who. Does anyone know if there’s a spanking erotica fanfic version of the episode The Five Doctors? Because OMFG that should be a thing… OK, maybe I’m getting distracted here…AHEM.

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!

Katie Reads… A Switching from Sharing the Princess

It’s another YouTube video! I uploaded this yesterday, and I was going to make this the post for the weekend, but I didn’t want to reschedule yesterday’s post because I made a pretty picture to go with it. I always think video posts are a bit of a cop-out, because it feels like I don’t really have to write much. In other news, there are now Tuesday updates on my blog, discussing writing topics for erotic romance and erotica. Friday/Saturday updates are the same as usual and are always BDSM/spanking/romance/ageplay sorta themed.
Anyway, onto the Princess who got shared and spanked. A lot. There are so many spankings in this book that it was difficult to know which one to pick to read to you all, but eventually I settled for one near the end of the book, when Cedric and Lea are spending time alone after a bunch of HUUUGE events in their kingdom. She’s giving him attitude (or maybe even bratitude), and of course, he’s not going to stand for that sort of thing, so he switches her soundly with a willow switch.

You can find the video here: https://youtu.be/bH_ugQ8IvRo

And the book is on Amazon here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06ZZVBCWR

And in case you missed the stunning book cover, it’s here:

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And on the topic of what’s allowed and what isn’t, to answer this recurring question: Yes, my husband does know I make these videos and I am permitted to do them. He knows all.*
*It’s a well known fact that daddies are psychic.

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.”

Buy Sharing the Princess now on Amazon.com!

Lots of Love,
Katie xxxx

Sharing the Princess is out now!

Are you excited? I’m very excited! Remember how I mentioned recently that my latest book was out this weekend? Well, Sharing the Princess is out now and you can find it on Amazon.com. I can hardly contain my excitement!

Here’s the blurb from Amazon:

After Princess Leandrina falls in love with a blacksmith named Ben, the couple take refuge in the kingdom of Queen Elspeth of Dovedale. Leandrina’s father offers a great reward to any man who brings her back home, but the knights who take up the quest quickly discover that the princess is quite ably protected by the stern, handsome blacksmith and the beautiful, powerful queen.

When Leandrina puts herself at risk with her disobedience, however, she soon finds her bottom bared for a sound spanking from her firm-handed protector. The shameful chastisement arouses the princess deeply, and she seeks comfort in the arms of Elspeth, but after Ben hears of it and punishes them both soundly, he and Elspeth decide that from now on they will share the princess.

Their situation grows more complicated when Elspeth falls in love with Sir Cedric Wilmslow, one of the knights who had sought to capture Leandrina, and decides to aid him in his quest to free his captive brother. When the princess, the queen, the knight, and the blacksmith end up facing off against a marauding dragon, will they emerge victorious?

Publisher’s Note: Sharing Her Princess includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

And this is what the cover looks like (a bigger version is on its way), I had to share it with you as soon as I could, because it’s so beautiful! It was, of course, designed by the incredibly talented Korey Mae Johnson:

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You can read a free excerpt, which (spoiler alert) includes a menage scene and an extremely steamy spanking scene, here on Amazon.com.
I hope you like it!

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

Exciting News! New fantasy menage out soon!

It’s that time again! I blighted literature once more by attempting to write something. For those of you who are into that sort of thing (books, I mean), there’s a new one coming out this Easter weekend, and it’s a cracker.

It’s a fairytale story set in a magical kingdom about a golden-haired princess who wants to marry a blacksmith, and an evil queen who isn’t so evil after all, and a knight who tries to rescue the princess, because he gets a bit confused. They’re all over 18, of course (I mention this because you can never tell with princesses), and much spanking and menage-y goodness ensues.

I haven’t got a blurb for it yet, so I took the liberty of writing one myself:

When valiant knight Cedric arrives at the evil queen Elspeth’s castle ready to rescue the princess Leandrina, he is in for a big surprise. Not only is the princess not kidnapped, she is in fact set on marrying a handsome blacksmith, Ben, and they’re both very good friends with the evil queen, who isn’t so very evil after all. But Cedric faces a dilemma; he was promised half the kingdom as well as Lea’s hand in marriage if she were safely returned to her father, the king of a nearby country. While Cedric is happy for Lea to marry whomever she likes, he needs that money to rescue his brother who is being held ransom. When the queen canes him and imprisons him in her dungeon for attempting to steal Lea away, he is at a loss about how to rescue his brother. To make matters worse, he finds he’s falling in love with the beautiful, dominant queen Elspeth, who appears to also be in love with Lea and Ben. But when Cedric finds his own dominant side starting to emerge, can he find it within himself to command respect from a princess and a queen?

In a nearby cottage, Princess Leandrina is struggling to learn her new role in life. She cast aside her upper class life in a castle, preferring to live in the village with her beloved, dominant blacksmith Ben. When she jeopardizes that, however, Ben shows her that he has no compunction about bending her over the kitchen table and administering strict discipline to her bared bottom. No matter how hard she fights Ben, Elspeth and Cedric, she will be shown how to submit to them. Only then can she find her happily ever after. 

Will any of them get together? Obviously!* It’s more of a question of how often, with whom, and (since Cedric and Elspeth are both switches) in what configuration! I’ll leave that for you to speculate upon, until the book comes out.

*This is romance; a happy ending is guaranteed, unless you’re JoJo Moyes or David Nicholls, who incidentally are persona non grata on my bookshelf. I want my happily ever after to be iron-clad with none of that depressing people-die-at-the-end nonsense.

Lastly, I’ve seen the cover art for this one, and OH MY FREAKING GOD IT IS BREATHTAKING. I still don’t know what the title’s going to be, so once I’ve got a picture of the cover art with the finalized title, you’ll be the first to know what it looks like!

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

Spanking Writing Prompts

A writing prompt is something that helps you get started with writing something. There are a lot of them on the internet, and magazines often do them as well. They’re great if you are stuck for ideas when you want to write something, and they’re supposed to fire up the imagination so you can write something based on the prompt.

I’m part of a writing club that occasionally posts writing prompts on Facebook. They have nothing to do with spanking and they have no idea I’m a published author let alone what sort of things I write! I like the club, but I find the prompts they produce are not very… prompty. They’re aimed at people who want to write something edgy and super-modern (which is no bad thing, I just don’t write like that).

After reading their most recent set of prompts, it struck me that I’d never seen any prompts for spanking fiction. So, I thought I’d make up some (semi-serious) prompts to help people get ideas for spanking stories. After all, the more the merrier, right? I’ve tried to design them all so you can imagine what happened before, or next, or give them any context you want. Complete the sentence or write 500 words… they’re your prompts now.

  1. “Before I spank you, young lady, I expect you to…”
  2. Mabel was standing on the top rung of the ladder, trying to reach a…
  3. When she was pulled over, she was driving at 80 because…
  4. The experiment was a great success…
  5. “But I only brought eight kittens home…”
  6. The most humiliating way to spank someone in the entire universe…
  7. She had never wanted to find out whether birch or willow was worse.
  8. “Daddy, I have something to tell you…”
  9. A long, thin package arrived in the mail…
  10. How do you spank a naughty superhero?…

Have fun!

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

Katie Reads: Her Daddy and Her Master!

Are you sitting comfortably? I managed to behave myself all week, so I am! I also produced a new Katie Reads video. In this month’s video, I’m reading a spanking scene from Her Daddy and Her Master, my sci-fi ageplay and master/slave romance which came out in January (and came out in paperback earlier this month). I’m currently writing the sequel to Her Daddy and Her Master, which is nearing completion, so if you liked the first one, there’s another one on the way at some point in the coming months!

Here’s the latest Katie Reads video:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qrsh4IQjTac

I hope you like it, and if you haven’t seen this already, don’t forget to check out my webcomic, the newest page comes out tomorrow!

Lastly, in case anyone was wondering, Basil’s name should rhyme with “dazzle.”

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

My second worst spanking of the year (so far)

Wow so this week has disappeared really quickly! The final edits have been made to my next book, which is a fairytale fantasy, and yesterday, I went on a road trip to the Yorkshire town of Whitby. It’s got tentative links to Bram Stoker (author of Dracula) but they sort of exploit that and ignore it at the same time. For Vampire Country, I’ve always wanted to go to Transylvania in Romania, where the real Dracula Castle is. One day I’ll drive there and it will be awesome.

I’ve never been 100% sure what one is supposed to do at Whitby, but luckily I went with a friend who takes things as (un-)seriously as I do, and we irreverently speculated about the purposes of some of the bizarre ruins at Whitby Abbey and we got fish and chips at a fish and chip shop (I got the large: portion control happens to other people), and I even tried a deep fried chocolate bar.

When I got home, my dearest had made pizza, and there was barely a pinch of vegetable on the entire pizza (this is one of the millions of reasons that I love him). So I’m going to have to eat nothing but vegetables for the next 10 years to make up for all the stuff I ate yesterday.

When I went to bed, my tummy was still so full it was aching.

This trip nearly didn’t happen, though, and here’s why:

I got probably my second worst spanking of the year this week. On Thursday, I walked out of a shop when we were supposed to be choosing paint for my project car. I kept walking. I’ve had a series of difficult days this week, where I’ve felt very upset due to a few recent events, and Thursday was especially hard. My back ached and I felt like we were wasting the day looking at paint when it was my husband’s only day off for the week and we could be doing a million more interesting things. So I left. Ultimately, that wasted more time than if we’d spent five more minutes staring at tins of Hammerite.

Thing was, I never told him where I was going or what I was doing, I just walked out. I sat down on the first bench I could see but he never found me, and I got cold and bored so I went into a nearby store and spent £14 on chocolate because there were no packs of raspberry or strawberry donuts (sidenote: lemon donuts… don’t taste like lemon curd. They’re awful). If I’m going to be in huge trouble for one thing, I tend to stop caring a bit.

So it turned out he’d tried to call me numerous times and my phone hadn’t notified me because I accidentally set it to “do not disturb” at 5am when it kept buzzing with Facebook messages and waking me up on the one day of the week when we can sleep in. I told him where I was, and he told me not to move. I opened some of the chocolate I’d bought.

So I couldn’t really run away when this random person’s dog attacked me and they started having a go at me like it was my fault for eating chocolate within 10 feet of where someone wanted to walk a dog, so I just yelled at them about how other people have feelings too and (I probably wasn’t very convincing because I was quite upset) that I actually really like dogs when they’re not snapping and growling while jumping up me. Then my husband found me and hauled me away from that argument, and his face had the darkest death glare. I am still surprised that he didn’t spank me outside the supermarket, regardless of the consequences, but then he has a lot more self-control than I do.

He took me around the corner and it transpired that this had all taken over an hour, and he’d walked home with the shopping before coming back to find me. He told me that when we got home, I was in so much trouble. And then he told me I’d better go straight to the garage (where the car was getting two tyres changed) and pick up the car, because I wouldn’t be able to sit in it to drive it later on. He said he’d been very worried when he couldn’t find me. He said a lot of other things as well but I can’t remember all of them. I remember that I started to cry a lot because I felt really bad about what I’d done. I remember that he came with me to the garage, and he tried to carry my heavy bag of chocolate but I wouldn’t let him, and we were in the street with a lot of slow moving traffic, so there wasn’t anything he could really do about that.

We went to the garage and collected the car. When we got home, he let me have a cup of tea before we went upstairs because I’d not drank much all day and I’d been crying a lot. I’m prone to dehydration when that happens.

Then it was time.

He arranged two pillows for me to lie over and I got on the bed. He told me I could either take this punishment or be grounded for the foreseeable future. He said he was still deciding whether to ground me anyway, because what if I did something like that when I was out with someone else? I didn’t want to be grounded because the very next day I was supposed to be taking one of my friends on a road trip, and her husband had been out of town all week so she was on her own, and I didn’t want to let her down. I’d made/canceled plans several times over the past couple of weeks, and I didn’t want to flake on yet another thing. I didn’t say all that though, because this was so not the time for talking about things. I didn’t want him to think I was trying to avoid this, so I decided to save my reasoning for another time.

He tied my hands above my head, probably because last time I was in trouble (Sunday), I put my hand back and caused him to land the spoon very sharply on the bony part of my back. It’s still aching. I’ve developed a bad habit of putting my hand back this year which we’re trying to break because he’s caught my hand a few times, too. He fastened my ankles, too, because a couple of times recently I’ve kicked him during a spanking. I waited for him to bare my bottom, which he did quite quickly. I hate that cold feeling when I know it’s going to be really bad, when I don’t want to complain about how cold I am, but at the same time it makes me long for him to start just to get it over with.

He began with a hand spanking, and he didn’t go as hard as he could have done, but it lasted several minutes, and was still enough to make me wriggle and try to kick. Then he moved in with the smallest cane.

We have broken a couple of canes over the past few months. One because I reached back and snapped it mid-caning (this is where the putting my hand back thing started) and one because he caught me with it so hard. The trouble with that is we’ve gone from having four canes of a graduated size to having only two canes. The really small whippy one and the really large solid one. So now, every time I’m in trouble, I get the really large solid cane, because I broke the one that was one size smaller.

I am a little bit scared of that really large cane. I don’t know why that didn’t occur to me earlier in the day, except that perhaps I didn’t think he was actually going to do anything. I’d already been in trouble over something earlier in the week that he kept telling me he was going to punish me the next day, then the next, then the next, and it never actually happened. I had twenty strokes of the really thin cane, because he does them in sets of five, and then he paused for a moment to check I was ok. I was. That cane isn’t very bad unless it’s used in very rapid succession.

The big cane was next, and thankfully there were only ten of those, because I was in tears by stroke number two, and biting down on my pillow really hard to muffle the sound. That caning was horrible, and it made me wonder how I ever got into spanking in the first place let alone why I needed my husband to use that cane on me, even as I started to feel better about what I’d done. I’ve noticed that the things that go unpunished (or, lightly punished) are the ones that I keep revisiting and feeling bad about for months or years afterwards.

By the fifth or sixth stroke I was yowling like a cat in a bath. It’s a good job our neighbors are illegal pharmacists, otherwise we’d probably have a lot of explaining to do when I make noises like that.

When the tenth one was done, he reassured me again and he gave me a little minute to calm down before the next thing, although he didn’t unfasten me or put me in the corner (I suppose he didn’t want to run the risk that I might run off again; even though I have never run away from the corner, I have tried to run away during a couple of spankings).

The next thing was the wooden spoon. We have a very special wooden spoon that I found in one of those luxury homewares shops. I think fancy people with photogenic kitchens use spoons like that for cooking posh food like Lobster Soup. It’s made from a very dense wood with a tight grain, so it’s got no flex at all. It’s got a very smooth surface and, for the fact it’s only eight inches long, it’s probably my least favorite implement, because it can get into parts of my anatomy that most things don’t reach, like the sensitive skin immediately surrounding my bottom hole. To be honest if I’d known how much trouble that spoon would cause me, I never would have bought it. It didn’t help that we had it for about three years before he ever used it on me, and when he did, my strong negative reaction was enough to make it a staple and I’ve never gotten away from it ever since.

He went for twenty of the spoon.

I cried a lot for the first five or so swats, then I reached that point where I wasn’t crying any more, just feeling. We don’t talk about that much in spanking literature, and maybe it’s just me who does that, but when I get past a certain threshold, I stop crying again and mostly stop moving. It’s not subspace, but it’s definitely a place where I seem to stop being at odds with what is happening and I just let it wash over me.

The last thing was the thin cane again. This time he used it very quickly, and over the top of the cane and spoon marks, it made my bottom feel like it was being stung by a hive of bees. I was still beyond crying though.

After he stopped, we did more intimate things then we talked, and he told me that he wasn’t going to ground me this time, but if I did it again he was going to ground me for six weeks and he was going to throw out all the spanking implements except for the big cane, which he would use once a week the whole time I was grounded.
I am not going to do that again, and driving to Whitby was uncomfortable, but my friend and I were walking around for most of the day which was good. Sitting, two days later, is still uncomfortable.

People think spanking isn’t an effective punishment for those of us who like spanking, and there’s a lot of BDSM people who like to stand around speculating about that without troubling themselves to ask anyone who actually does it. It’s becoming an echo chamber of sorts in the comments sections of some BDSM websites, and I don’t think that some people can mentally separate the group of people who just like pain from the group of people who don’t like pain but need it anyway. It’s that silly assumption that every submissive is also a masochist.

Spanking is a way of reconciling difficulties between two people, it’s a way of keeping communication open when plenty of people in vanilla relationships (and BDSM ones without a punishment dynamic) have no recourse but to argue for days, not speak to each other, start an affair, or “punish” their partners by denying them sex. To be honest, I think emotionally that I couldn’t stand being in a vanilla relationship like that for the long term. I’ve had other relationships in the past and I thought they were dull and disappointing because I can’t stand being in a relationship where people don’t solve their differences. My pet hate is people telling their husband/wife that they’re fine when they’re not.

I feel like I have to put this disclaimer at the bottom of this post, because I don’t want to be in trouble with the Domestic Violence Brigade, who are championing a worthy cause by tackling non-consensual domestic violence, but they sometimes get the wrong idea about people like me:

Everything mentioned in this post was a consensual work of fantasy that either never happened or happened consensually or something along those lines. My husband may or may not be a small island off the straits of Gibraltar. The word “spanking” may or may not mean “fed me chocolate.”

We are experiencing technical difficulties

So the book I promised is now out next weekend instead. Sorry, I know everyone was looking forward to it. I had a medical emergency that began earlier in the week and I was in hospital when the book was supposed to come out, so the best plan all-round was to put it back a week. I can’t wait to share it with you next week, when I’m feeling better! This is also why website updates were delayed a few hours this week and I haven’t really replied to any emails/approved comments for a little while! 🙁 I will get back to everything later this week, I promise.

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

Katie answers some spam comments (and book announcement)

I get literally dozens of these comments every day; I’m not sure why, but one blog post in particular seems to get most of the comments. Bizarre. I can tell if they’re spam because the link doesn’t match the email address and the name is usually not filled out with a name; it’s been given a spammy headline instead, like “Get Cheap Bobble Hats Here” (sadly, they’re never, “Get Cheap Canes Here”). Then there is the content of these comments. They’re irrelevant, they’re often senseless, and almost always written in broken English. So here is a miniature hall of shame for some of the silliest ones (and at the bottom, there’s a HUGE announcement about my next book). To view each comment more clearly, zoom in with the buttons “ctrl +” and zoom out by pressing “ctrl -” or zoom out by clicking the magnifying glass in the top right of the screen when you’re zoomed in.

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dear ade replies to spam wendys burn

Dear Ade (may I call you Ade? I mean it’s usually short for Adrian but in your case it seemed appropriate),
Thank you for making me aware that you have compiled a listing of the highest rated and hottest trainers. Do you mean the footwear (i.e. sneakers) or a list of people like the lady at the gym, who yells at me to do more stomach crunches? Would love to hear more,
Katie xxxx

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dear seaside spammy comment burn

Dear S.R.,
I’d like to make you aware that in the last 30 days you have posted at least 17 times. Unfortunately, the comments you have written are both nonsensical and off-topic; additionally I suspect that your contact emails are a fake. Does anyone have 17 different email addresses? I think not. So far, your emails have claimed to be from Wilhelmina, Jeremy, Lester, Jeannine, Greta, Fae, Celeste, Lara, Marisa, Oliver, Hollie, Alberto, Shavonne, Octavia, Brittny and Madeleine. Some of you either have dreadfully unfortunate parentage, or you appear incapable of spelling your own names. I would make you all stand in the corner, but I’d need a room the shape of a dodecahedron to fit you all in.
Please do watch out for brussels.
Katie xxxx
P.S. Here are some examples of your comments:

dear seaside spammy comment burn 2

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Dear Message,
Thank-you so much for your comment. I’m assuming you’re human, although robot is a possibility. Your name and website URL imply that you want to write Valentine’s messages for people. I think your time would be better spent learning to write sentences that make sense, and which are relevant to the post on which you are commenting. Furthermore, this is 10 days late for Valentine’s day. I am curious as to who Nicholas S. is, who “she” is (is “she” Nicholas S?), and where on my entire website you found a guide to anything at all.
Katie xxxx

dear supervisor comment burn replying to stupid comments

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Dear Yeezys,
Thank you for bringing this to my attention. Shopping bodily sounds ghastly, like some sort of strange world where unclothed torsos are wandering around with nowhere to put their credit card. I think I’d much rather go to a mall.
Katie xxxx

dear yeezys answering silly comments burn

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Dear Curry,
Thank you for your comment. Please do not put curry in your footwear. The stains will never come out.
Katie xxxx

dear curry stupid spammy comments burn

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Dear August,
I’m so glad your workfellow purchased you dinner as a result of my article. Please do let me know how his analysis went. I’d love to see a Chi-squared of spanking literature.
Katie xxxx

dear august spam sick burn troll comments

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And then there’s the ones that don’t make any sense no matter which way you stare at them:

dear three stooges spammy reply comments trolling burn

Dear The Three Stooges,
I would like to make you aware that this is a spanking blog. You want a gobbledegook blog. Here’s one: http://blog-o-nonsense.blogspot.co.uk/
Knock yourself out. Literally.
Katie xxxx

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dear forieng language spam trolls get burned

Dear Fietskadertop,
If you understood enough of my blog post to feel moved to comment, you are capable of doing so in English.
Katie xxxx

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In other news, Her Vampire Mistresses, a girl-on-girl-on-girl three way erotic spanking romance, is out next Friday! It’s time to put your Kindle in the deep freeze for a week because this one is smoking hot! It’s set against a backdrop of stunning European scenery such as the city of Prague, a ruined castle in the south of France and a mountain chateau in Switzerland. I’m sure you’re going to adore it.

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx