For this week’s Saturday Spankings, I’m going to share an extract from my newest but as yet unpublished book, tentatively titled Dreamer. It’s my first attempt at writing in first person, and I thought it worked really well for this story. I have enjoyed writing this more than anything else ever. I desperately want to be Deena, and I want to be spanked (and loved) by Martin! I absolutely adore the characters I have created, and my confidence has grown tenfold with this book. It’s with the publishers now, in the process of being edited, and should be available very soon. I can’t wait!

Thirty-six-year-old Deena Wood doesn’t let the grass grow under her feet when she is made redundant from her job after twenty years. She immediately invests some of her redundancy pay-off by registering at her local university for a baking course, hoping to fulfil her dream of one day running her own bakery.

Deena isn’t looking for romance, but it’s love at first sight when she meets her tutor, Martin Vine. Already a bit of a daydreamer, she finds it hard to concentrate in his classes as his piercing blue eyes mesmerise her. The attraction isn’t one-sided, and it isn’t long before she finds herself in a relationship with her gorgeous tutor.

They discover a shared love of spanking, but Deena quickly discovers that Martin is a strong believer in domestic discipline, and she’s embarrassed to find herself on the receiving end of hard spankings and even more humiliating punishments such as enemas and anal play.

As life throws obstacles in their way, Deena wonders if it’s possible to hold on to her relationship with Martin without letting go of her dreams.

This extract is taken from the very beginning of my story, when Deena is yet again daydreaming. Apologies that it’s a little bit more than eight sentences, but I’m so excited about this one and really wanted to share this snippet. I hope you enjoy, and I’ll share more when it’s released hopefully very soon:-


 I jump to attention, my eyes wide. With a racing heart, my eyes shift towards the sound that startled me from my daydreams.

 “Ah, Miss Wood, thank you so much for joining us.”

 The voice is tinged with sarcasm, and my cheeks flush as my tutor’s piercing blue eyes lock on mine. In his left hand is a ball of dough, which he absently slaps sharply. I instinctively wince and clench my buttocks.

 “Sorry, sir,” I mumble, shuffling my feet and chewing my lower lip. An amused look crosses his face as his eyebrows arch upwards. His right hand kneads the ball of dough, and an image forms in my mind of those big hands fondling my voluptuous breasts.

“You’re not at school anymore, Miss Wood,” he smirks. “You don’t have to address me as sir. I’ve told you before, you may call me Martin.”

Not about to let him get the upper hand, I respond sarcastically, “Likewise, Martin, you may call me Deena.” I immediately curse my fair colouring, annoyed when I feel heat rising up my neck and into my cheeks; and my voice quavers slightly, belying the confidence I am attempting to portray.

I look down at my hands and wring them anxiously, desperately trying to hide my blushes, and I’m relieved when he turns his attention back to the class.

I hope you enjoyed this little snippet of my newest story. I’ll post on here as soon as it’s available for sale, and obviously I’ll share a little more too.

Don’t forget to head over to Saturday Spankings to read the offerings from all the other talented authors.

Carole x


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