I’d taken some time off from blogging. Translation ~ life got in the way. Blogging does take dedication, but sometimes it also just doesn’t work out. So to get back on the horse, I’m starting little by little and with my Saturday Spanks post.
This story is one that had a home at a publisher who ended up closing it’s doors. Well, I couldn’t shelve the story forever. I just couldn’t. So I decided to self-publish it. I even did my own art.
I’d always wanted to write a femdom story. I had the character rolling around in my head and well, she needed her story told. It just so happens her sub is in racing–another one of my passions. Grin. Enjoy my femdom short story, Saturday Night Special.
Saturday Night Special by Wendi Zwaduk
Scarred Hearts, #2
Publisher: Megan Slayer Publications
M/F, Femdom, Spanking, Toys, BDSM, Bondage
She makes his motor run.
Blaine Haeferle drives fast and lives on the edge. He’s not afraid to risk it all for the win—unless his heart is in the mix. He loved once, but things ended in disaster. Can he accept the woman who holds his heart, despite all their jagged past?
Mallory Sweet never intended to leave Blaine without a word. But one night changed everything for her. Instead of facing her past, she ran. Is coming to terms with her past the key to winning the love of her life back?
Anything can happen on a Saturday night under the lights.
Available on May 3rd from
Now for that spanking 🙂 Getting these two together, even for a play session was difficult due to their jobs, but it’s well worth the wait. See what you think.
He remembered. Her heart leapt and heat simmered in her veins. “I’m waiting.”
He turned around. Instead of the embarrassment she expected, lust burned in his eyes. He kicked out of his shoes, then yanked his shirt up over his head and tossed it to the floor. She gazed at the tug and flex of his abs as he moved. Damn, the man could model underwear. Not that she’d let him. No, he belonged to her.
His pants and boxers soon landed in the heap. When he knelt to remove his socks, she swatted his ass. Hard. A rosy handprint blossomed in her wake.
“Thank you, Ma’am,” came his reply. He didn’t stand, but remained in position with his bottom facing her.
Music to her ears. She missed hearing him address her in such a manner, missed their games…hell, she missed him most of all. She spanked his butt twice more, loving the feel of his tight buns under her hand.
“Stand, then get the water nice and hot.” She had no idea where to find the bathroom, but he’d show her the way.
Blaine rose to his full height. With a lazy smile, he strolled past her and into the room to her left. He flipped on the light and reached into the shower stall. He turned the knobs. Steam billowed out from around the shower curtain. He bowed his head and laced his fingers together over his erection.
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