Book One of my very naughty new BDSM spanking romance series, The Manor has now been released. It is available on Amazon for only $0.99 and I am very excited. The book is also available on Kindle Unlimited at Amazon.co.uk. This is one I am hoping my male readers will like in particular. Please let me know if you do. Check out the revised blurb and a small teaser below.
While you do that I am going to start writing Book 5 of The Chateau and the next instalment of Forever Loved.
Enjoy your day!
The Manor Book One Blurb
At The Manor rich men can bid for a wife, a woman for their harem or submit a female for discipline and training. In a new world where women are scarce and breeding is essential to replenish the race, females are captured and auctioned by the handsome owner Richard Templar.
But he yearns for the love of one woman in a callous cold and bruised world. However, before he can capture the woman of his dreams on a hunt to replenish stock at the Manor, he must tend to the public caning of a client's wife, observe his protege conducting an auction where the women are bared and taken for viewing pleasure and consider the offer of breeding his close friend's new wife.
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The Manor Book One Teaser
Richard motioned for one his aides to bring the handled cane he had personally selected. He tested its strength flicking it through the air listening to it whoosh a couple of times and then flexed it. Lord Dewbury stood back out of the way. Before beginning Manor’s master caressed the girl’s spine.
“Hush, little one. Take your punishment and learn your role in this new world. It seems harsh but it is for your own protection and the betterment of our race,” he whispered to her in a dark velvet voice gently bestowing a kiss at the top of her spine.
To Lord Dewbury she was but another woman to breed in his harem as per the rules of the country. Some men had become hard, cold, bitter and lonely in a world where there were women were in short supply after a virus wiped out the majority and lowered the sperm count in many males. Women had become the new currency in a desperate attempt to find love and procreate in a dying existence. Richard Templar was still naïve enough despite his masculine power to still believe in love with one woman in whatever form it was forced to take. He detested the world of harems and forced breeding despite its necessity and his participation in it. Many men treated their women as objects where he preferred to show kindness care and protection with his strict discipline and dominant taming techniques.
Richard trailed his fingers down the side of her body opposite him. The white cuff of his shirt under his tuxedo jacket became exposed and caressed the delicate pale skin of her back enticingly, erotically. With a careful gentle hand he caught hold of her body just before the swell of her buttocks began. He placed the cane across her bare bottom and simply continued to hold her. Richard pressed the cane down on to the top of her butt allowing the girl to feel its firm caress and build her agitated anticipation of the pain and yet he hoped, pleasure that was to come.
Eventually Lucia would become tamed by the cane and corporal punishment. As a female she would learn to expect and welcome it being wielded by a male when she required correcting as a normal part of her life. He only hoped Lord Dewbury and his harem master used discipline lovingly as he would but he was more than doubtful. Still, while the woman was in his care she would be treated well.
“Take a deep breath for me, Lucia and hold it.” Richard could feel the tension in the gallery build. He knew every man was holding his breath in aroused anticipation. The master knew their cocks were pulling tight as they looked down upon the helpless naked bound woman waiting to be caned, wishing they could be the one to fill and take her hard afterwards.
“Let it out when I give you the first strike of the cane. I want you to think of the way you treated Lord Dewbury and why you bit him,” he instructed softly. “Consider whether or not you will do it again as your bottom is struck.”