This week I managed to make busy people look lazy. Hell, busy people looked at me and shook their heads. The last 10 days have been nothing short of a marathon.
From May 31st (my first one in Japan, that is) through today (June 11th) I've done the following:
-Flew to AZ for my nephews HS graduation
-Gained a day/lost a day... because, time difference
-Squeezed in 2 doctor visits
-Tried to leave AZ; Got delayed an extra day... because, mechanical difficulty
-Started Senior Sayonara Week on a plane (*what's sayonara week, you might be wondering... more on that later)
-Graduation Rehearsal (Oh, yeah I directed that too)
-Principal's retirement party (co-host)
-Early morning rehearsal to sing with the choir one last time, before I leave for the next 8 weeks.
And the absolute BEST part of this week, was finalizing the cover of my next book, Sharing Backstage (see WIP page).
What could the next week possibly do to top this last one? Well, it involves a GREAT deal of laundry and packing enough (but not too much) for an 8 week stay back home in the US. I'm ready though, to promote the heck out of Sharing Backstage, finish the 3rd book in my theatre series (Scenic Changes) and put a big dent in my next project (will share the title soon).
I'm looking forward to 8 weeks of being an author and a thespian, and I hope you all will check in and enjoy this creative journey with me.
Sidebar: Don't forget to read and review Sharing Backstage, and tell a friend.
Summer 2017, it's gonna be a REAL RAGE!
*Senior Sayonara week is a 7 day period where the senior class sponsor (me) plans and executes daily events for the senior class, up to and including graduation.
About the Book:
Her Alien Doctors is the second book in the Captive Bride series.
After nineteen-year-old Jenny Monroe is caught stealing from the home of a powerful politician, she is sent to a special prison in deep space to be trained for her future role as an alien’s bride.
Despite the public bare-bottom spanking she receives upon her arrival at the detention center, Jenny remains defiant, and before long she earns herself a trip to the notorious medical wing of the facility. Once there, Jenny quickly discovers that a sore bottom will now be the least of her worries, and soon enough she is naked, restrained, and shamefully on display as three stern, handsome alien doctors examine and correct her in the most humiliating ways imaginable.
The doctors are experts in the treatment of naughty young women, and as Jenny is brought ever closer to the edge of a shattering climax only to be denied again and again, she finds herself begging to be taken in any way they please. But will her captors be content to give Jenny up once her punishment is over, or will they decide to make her their own and master her completely?
She felt hands touch all over her body, poking and prodding every square inch. Dean’s hands were rough, Eric’s were more clinical, and Sean’s felt kind and caring. Dean’s fingertips pinched at her nipples and her back arched off the chair. A bolt of pleasure shot from her breasts straight down to her core and her pussy throbbed in response.
Sean massaged her bottom and felt up and down her thighs. Eric prodded her stomach, clearly looking for any signs of unhealthiness that the scanner hadn’t identified.
“I found nothing more to be concerned about. Did either of you?” Eric asked.
“No. Nothing of note. But look at how pretty her nipples are when I’ve made them all hard. It’s fucking sexy.”
“Dean’s right. Look at how flushed her body is. She’s very excited,” Sean responded softly as he ran his finger up and down her right outer thigh. Jenny shivered and licked her lips, her pussy clenching at the simple touch.
“Let’s attach the sensors next before we start with the internal exam,” Eric said calmly as he typed in a few commands into the holographic touch screen.
“What do you mean, internal?” Jenny asked nervously, her tummy tying in knots.
The three men didn’t respond, but started opening drawers to retrieve things she couldn’t quite see. Not long after, they began placing small round sticky monitors all over her body, including right on top of her mound, all over her hips, and belly.
“I have the special nipple clamp sensors here. I’ll put them on her,” Dean voiced gleefully. He stood closer to her and she could see that his face was darkening with excitement. She tried to wriggle away as his fingertips grazed over her hardened peaks, but there was no escape. He pinched them, first the left side and then the right and she groaned as energy buzzed underneath her skin.
“This is going to hurt a little bit. Don’t be afraid to cry out. In fact, I’d like it very much if you did,” he growled, his gravelly voice lowering as he bent down toward her ear.
She looked down at her breasts and watched with both horrified and lustful fascination as he laid a doughnut-shaped object over her nipple. With a soft click, he turned a tiny knob and at once, it tightened around her sensitive bud. Gradually the clamp constricted her and she groaned at the sensation. He repeated the treatment on the other side and when he was finished, her nipples felt big and extremely hard. Pinched as they were, her buds ached, both with pleasure and pain. Her breathing quickened as she struggled to get used to the idea.
Dean touched the tip of each nipple and she cried out at the incredible tremors washing over her. It hurt and it hurt a lot, but she didn’t hate it. Instead, every nerve in her body felt like it was on fire and ready for more. She could feel the wetness gathering between her legs. There was a growing need, deep in her core, for something more, something to satiate her lust, but she didn’t quite know what.
Eric’s voice startled her from her musings and she looked up apprehensively.
“I’ll insert the device into her vaginal entrance and guide the attachment into her anal cavity. Sean, why don’t you boot up the analytical software.”
About the Author:
Sara is an author specializing in erotic spanking romance, who spends the day doing science, and writes by night. She has been on the spanking scene for many years, and has experienced all different types of spankings, from sensual, to fun, to punishments, including all of the implements she writes about! Sara finally decided to branch out and write some hot spanking fiction, so she could share the sexy fantasies that happen deep in the recesses of her creative mind.