Title: Over the Knee Anthology
Blurb for Over the Knee:
'In the Eyes of the Law' by Ashe Barker
She’s still his wife, in the eyes of the law. But is she still his submissive? His to spank?
A momentary lapse of concentration places Libby Novak on the wrong side of the law. A criminal conviction could lose her her job. How much worse could this get?
'Spicing it Up' by Lily Harlem
Heat from a spanking ensures Cassandra simmers with pleasure in a way she never would have imagined.
Cassandra lives by a set of rules that both thrill and complete her. Having Master Raif attend her every need in and out of the bedroom is perfection. But when he announces an erotic new way to spice up their after-dinner party she can’t help having a few nerves. Really? That? There? And would it feel good?
'Kneel for You' by Katy Swann
Should she agree to be spanked? Just the once? It would all be in the name of research, of course…
When journalist Kirsten Anderson is told by her boss to write an article about BDSM, she’s extremely reluctant. She tries to get out of it by claiming she doesn’t know anything about BDSM, but that isn’t strictly true. None of her colleagues know about her kinky past and she has no intention of letting them find out, but she’s in no position to turn the assignment down either.
'Silk and Decadence' by Wendi Zwaduk
There is always fun in the club, but taking the fun outside and into life might be exactly what’s needed for a lifetime of passion.
Sadie never claimed to be a good girl. She loves to be at Push, a local dance and BDSM club, but she longs for more—especially with Master E. The blond-haired man with the sparkling brown eyes is everything she wants in a Dom. Too bad he’s also her boss at Delight Tonight.
'Properly, or Not at All' by Lucy Felthouse
How will a husband and wife cope when they’re told one of their favourite kinky pastimes is temporarily off the menu?
Tristan and Jayme are not only devoted husband and wife, they are also Dominant and submissive, with a particular penchant for spanking. They’ve been playing delicious kinky games for the fifteen years they’ve been together and couldn’t be happier.
'A Private Education' by Dolly Watt
Archivist Emma Willoughby learns a lesson in kinky lust when she’s invited to assess the ninth Earl of Folchester’s private library.
When Emma y is invited to assess the private library of Lord Leopold Denby-Peel, she isn’t expecting to find Victorian spanking diaries in his leather-bound collection. Nor is she expecting the earl to be quite so young and handsome. As she explores the pages of his nineteenth century erotica, Emma finds herself craving to receive chastisements comparable to those depicted.
Author: Ashe Barker, Dolly Watt, Katy Swann, Lily Harlem, Lucy Felthouse, Wendi Zwaduk
Other books by this author that we've reviewed: The Darkening, Darkening, Darker, Darkest, To Love and Submit , To Love and Trust, To Love and Obey, The Ultimatum, High-Sticked, Grand Slam, Berets and Bras, Christmas Crackers: Candy Canes and Coal Dust, Mean Girls, His: Manlove Edition, Illicit Relations, Drawn Together, Written Together, Firelit Magic, Honey and Decadence
Published by Totally Bound Source: Publisher
Published: September 22nd 2015
Genres: BDSM, Erotic Romance
See the title at Goodreads
Are you ready for a spanking adventure? Well that’s exactly what you’ll get with this Anthology. These shorts are a perfect length to give you just the right tease before diving into another one. Pretty much like a good spanking.
Overall, I’m giving this Anthology 4 stars. There were a couple of stories that didn’t hold my interest as much as others, therefore bringing the rating down a little (no – I won’t say which ones because that’s mean). But the ones that DID hold my interest, REALLY held it. In fact, so much so that I’ll be seeking out the Authors for more!!!
I don’t like review individual stories within an Anthology because this is being sold together. That, and I don’t want to give away some of the story lines. What I WILL say is that throughout the read, I caught myself rubbing my butt a few times thinking that it was as sore as some of these ladies.
It’s hard to build a “believable” story in shorts, especially ones that focus on the kink and BDSM world. I KNOW that the female isn’t going to fall in love with the Dom on the first meeting. But for the story, she actually has to. So don’t pick this up thinking that the “back story” is being depicted correctly. Focus on the fun stuff. You know…. All. That. Spanking!!!!!
Ginger Figging by Lily Harlem
My story in the newly released Over the Knee anthology is titled Spicing It Up and is about ginger figging. What the heck is that? I hear you ask. Well it’s actually an old Victorian kink that’s making a comeback in BDSM circles.
The Victorians are synonymous with sexual prudery so it’s interesting to imagine them participating in such perversions as shoving a stick of peeled ginger root up a lover’s arse, but apparently they did. They were into sexual dominance, even if we don’t like to think that our forbearers were, because that’s how we make ourselves feel sexually liberated. It was this thought that got me writing Spicing It Up, I really wanted to play with the idea of ginger figging being a modern kink and how it could find a place in a couple’s life. Sexual liberation is something that’s important for all of us, whether we tell the world about it or not.
As I mulled over the bare bones of the story I became fascinated with what sort of sensations raw ginger exposed to such a sensitive area could create for a character. I created Raif and Cassandra who are in a committed Dom/sub relationship and living by a clear set of rules where he’s the Master and she does as she’s told, enjoying all the erotic pleasures he gives her along the way.
I hunted out articles about how to select the best ginger root for shaping into a butt plug – apparently the bigger, thicker and fresher the better. I looked at pictures to see what shapes people created – they have to be tapered, with a wide, solid base so you don’t lose it.
Lube doesn’t work, or at least it stops the ginger from working to its full potential, burning heat, so instead of KY, cool water is used (just in case you’re thinking of giving it a go!) Once inserted it’s just a case of waiting for the burn, which builds and builds to an intense heat over the course of several minutes and then peters off and gently sizzles. It’s this point I decided it would be an excellent time for my heroine to get a good spanking and then an even better orgasm. Writing Spicing It Up was delightfully unique and I really hope readers enjoy it too.
Check out these articles for more information on ginger figging:
Household objects as sex toys http://www.sfweekly.com/exhibitionist/2012/08/21/bdsm-on-a-budget-sex-toys-you-can-make-at-home
More information on ginger figging and how to carve your own root
“Yes, Sir.” Oh, it was time for the ginger. Cassandra was half excited, half full of trepidation.
Would she be able to handle it?
“You clear the table,” Sir said. “And I’ll load the dishwasher.”
“Leave the tablecloth on, though.”
“Yes, Sir. Anything else, Sir?”
“Yes, when the table is clear I want you bent over it, at the far end, with your ass ready for me.”
She nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
Quickly, she rushed to do as he’d bidden. So it was going to happen on the dining table. Not Sir’s usual spot for playing, but maybe their evening in there had got his imagination running.
Heat spread over her chest and down to her belly and pussy. The thought of him eating his meal and talking politely whilst imagining her naked and bent over the very table they’d been sat at turned her on. Had he feasted on his steak and decided how he’d position her in a few hours’ time? Tucked into his cheesecake and thought how he’d push ginger into her ass then fuck her?
She hoped he’d fuck her. Sometimes he didn’t, he just played with her. There was always pleasure, always an orgasm—sometimes several dotted between spanks and whips and toys that teased—but fucking was her favorite, it made her feel so close to him, part of him, as if their souls were one.
Cassandra took the glasses into the kitchen and set them on the counter. She then tidied away Sarah’s coffee cup and the dessert plates. She wiped the placemats, dried them and stashed them in the cupboard.
The tablecloth was a deep, racing car green and made of thick material. She brushed a few crumbs away and moved the candle from the center to the opposite end at which she was to position herself.
It was time.
She slipped out of the dress, paused briefly to look at the state of the back, then removed her bra.
The house was warm but her skin was hotter. Eagerness to get on with a scene always did that to her. It made her flush with want.
Sir was still tidying, no doubt wiping down the surfaces.
After making sure all the chairs were neat, Cassandra bent double at the end of the table. Her breasts squashed onto the tablecloth and her mound nudged the wood at the end. It was a perfect height, and her legs were straight, her ass high and accessible.
She turned her head to the side. The sound of the dishwasher door slamming shut made her smile and her cheek bunched on the tablecloth.
Not long now.
Sir’s footsteps were loud coming from the kitchen. He was moving around, no doubt collecting the ginger. The tap came on, briefly, then the sound of his shoes on wood got louder.
This was it.
He appeared at the door, his top half still bare, holding the plate with the ginger and her grandmother’s small flowery jug.
She had no idea why he needed that little heirloom for their scene.
“Very good,” he said, giving her an appreciative look.
“Thank you, Sir.”
He placed the ginger next to her face, so that it was only inches away.
The pungent smell instantly wafted toward her, filling her nostrils. It even smelled hot.
She stared at it. It wasn’t particularly big, she was sure Sir had a few other butt plugs that he used on her that were longer, wider, but still… It held almost magical qualities, unknown magical qualities.
Sir rubbed his hands over her back and down to her buttocks. He spent some time sweeping over her skin, exploring her contours even though he had done so a thousand times before.
Cassandra had to stop herself from begging him to start. Just one spank, each buttock, just to get the party started in her nerve endings and to release the first shot of endorphins.
She closed her eyes, and tried to relax into the moment of being adored.
“So sweet,” he murmured. “So pale and soft, and all mine.”
“You need to trust me more than ever tonight, Cass.”
“This is going to be like nothing you’ve ever experienced before.”
Buy link for the Over the Knee anthology: https://www.totallybound.com/book/over-the-knee
About Lily Harlem:
Lily Harlem lives in the UK with a workaholic hunk and a crazy cat. With a desk overlooking rolling hills her over active imagination has been allowed to run wild and free and she revels in using the written word as an outlet for her creativity.
Lily’s stories are made up of colourful characters exploring their sexuality and sensuality in a safe, consensual way. With the bedroom door left wide open the reader can hang on for the ride and Lily hopes by reading sensual romance people will be brave enough to try something new themselves? After all, life’s too short to be anything other than fully satisfied.
See Lily’s website: http://www.lilyharlem.com/
Follow Lily on Twitter: @lily_harlem
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