Now, there’s a title for you, huh? 😉

Earlier this week, during a chat with fellow author Kim Jones, she informed me that she was reading my latest book, Mastering His Captive. She also let me know she had a houseful of hunters back from an early-season deer run, emergency medical professionals, family members, and other “randos” hanging around her house, making it difficult for her to dig into the book.

Despite all the distractions, Kim had, however, reached the part of the story in which the protagonist, Kit, is receiving one of her first (much deserved) punishments at Vaughn’s hand: a nice spanking directly to her butthole. Please allow me to get you up to speed:

“Five spanks to this cute little asshole of yours,” he explained flatly. “If you lift your legs, if you let go of your ass, if you cry out, I add extra. Nod if you understand, Kit.”

She complied, feeling more sorry for herself than she had when she’d first arrived. Spanking my asshole? But she didn’t have enough time to process this information. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched as he joined the index and middle fingers of his right hand, pulled back, and whipped her squarely on the anus with the back of his digits. The sharp pain radiated throughout her body and was unlike anything she’d ever felt before, a pure jolt of sublime agony that settled in her clenching gut and throbbing pussy.

Yikes. If that doesn’t twist you up a bit (for better or worse!), you’re made of sterner stuff than I… 😉

Of course, when Kim informed her guests of the exact nature of what she was reading and how perplexed she was by the feasibility of a butthole spanking, her crack team of visitors got on the case! With the help of one of their brave, fallen deer in the shed, a combination of “ninja moves,” and some “redneck” magic, they decided that the most logical conclusion was more of a “thumping” than an actual “spanking”. (Although, I assure you, it can be done…and it ain’t fun. 😉 )

Unfortunately, when you can’t get the deer in question to lend an assist, it does tend to complicate matters.

Thank you, Kim, for reading my book, for sharing your words of encouragement, and for letting me share your story!