In honor of being open for six months several writers are happy to be involved in a hot little blog hop. I was one of the lucky writers to be among the first. I knew Gina for some time and when she asked me to consider penning something it was an honor. I came up with a sexy little idea and Spankdown was born. So let’s take a look at how it all began and I’ll give you more – don’t worry.



Want to play a game?


Victoria Miller is a professor at one of the most prestigious schools in the country. She’s also the creator of several adult blogs about spanking and BDSM. Craving a man that can understand her kinky needs, she settles for enjoying her passion through her writings, but she admires one hot college student, Drake Myers. The God like blond fuels her every night fantasies, but he is completely untouchable. Or so she believes.

Stumbling upon her blogs by accident, Drake decides to turn up the heat between them. He adores the voluptuous red-headed vixen and enlists the help of a college buddy, developing a kinky plan to have her take a tumble with him in bed and perhaps more. As he begins sending her secret poems, indulging in her need to be dominated, he is unable to resist her and one day they enter into a wicked tryst smack in the middle of her office. The game still yet to be played out, he threatens to expose her secret. And just as he decides to stop his nefarious rouse, she turns the tables.


Pouring a hefty amount of cabernet, she took a large sip, savoring the berry flavor before flipping on her computer. Her kitchen became her haven at night and the sultry location she wrote her series of blogs. The small monthly dollars she received as a featured writer on several kinky publications afforded all her naughty toys. Sauntering into her bedroom, it was time to get comfy for her sinful adventure.

As Victoria changed into a sexy little dress, she purred, gazing at her reflection. She always slipped into something a bit wicked to do her blogs. As she grabbed her wine and headed for the computer, she was feeling particularly frisky. Perhaps she would actually engage with some of her more naughty commenters.

The beauty of having her Mac was having so many windows open allowing her to flip back and forth between them, catching all the hot action. The shameless thought brought a chuckle bubbling past her lips.

Finishing her wine at the same time she finished her last blog of the night, she flipped to her favorite, Her Secret Desires and snooped. There were already fifteen comments. “Slow night.” Victoria read down the group, responding to each and as her eyes gazed on the last one, she had to read the words several times to understand that she had more than just a player on her hand. “Well Mr. Frisky, this might just be fun to play with you.” Fun? The guy might be the impetuous to dragging out her sex toy during a chat. “Let me see, what will I type back to you?” Sliding her finger down to the swell of her breasts, she giggled.

I’m glad you enjoyed. Tell me, do you enjoy spanking or just watching?

“Let’s see what you come up with big boy.” As Victoria hit send, she took a sip of her wine and flipped to another blog, answering several posts. Barely five minutes later curiosity got the better of her and she clicked up the blog. Resisting a squeal, she licked her lips and as her nipples jutted against the tight cotton dress, honey trickled into her already moist thong. Wiggling in her chair, the blatant offering was entirely too tasty. As she read the words out loud, she reached for her vibrator. “I enjoy disciplining a voluptuous woman until she’s ready to succumb to my need and every wicked desire. Is that what you’d like?”

Swallowing hard, Victoria fingered the keyboard, unsure of what to say. On shaky legs, she walked to the counter and grabbed the wine bottle, refilling her glass. As she headed back toward her desk, she shook her head and licked the rim of the glass. The memories of one nut case she’d have to call a stalker remained fresh in her mind. While she originally thought the guy was harmless, his insistence on meeting her forced not only a change in behavior, but also a shut down of two of her most popular blogs. Dare she take another chance? Victoria knew she had enough securities on her account that no one could find her so there was no real harm in teasing the mystery man, right? If nothing else could get all wet and horny and then play with her delicious toys.

The decision made, slid back into the chair typed in her reply. I do if the man can handle my needs and if he’s very creative. Pursing her lips, she lifted the thick passion purple vibrator, turning on the control to ‘High’. “Mmm…” It’s been too long since I pleasured myself. Feeling like a kid in a candy store, she placed the toy onto the desk only long enough so yank her dress past her thighs and tug the material down from her shoulders exposing her breasts. Wrapping her fingers around the thick shaft, she tilted her head back, closing her eyes and brushed the pulsing tip back and forth across first one and then the second nipple. “Oh…yes…” Repeating the sensuous move, she clenched her cunt in anticipation.

The slight blip dragged her out of her reverie. Eyeing the screen, she nibbled her lip seeing his answer, every cell in her body on fire. “My, oh my!”

Not only am I man enough to take you over my knee and give you what you deserve

     But I’m willing to fulfill your every fantasy

     When you leave my home you’ll be well spanked, freshly fucked and…

     You’ll belong to me

“Mmm…” How to toy with him was the question. Write me a poem telling me exactly how you’d handle my discipline and send it to my inbox. Hitting send, she figured the guy was either a big talker, an asshole or knew exactly what she craved and at the least her request would keep him busy. At the moment, Victoria needed to cum. Sliding the vibrator down from her breasts, she toyed with the tip, easing it back and forth across the flat of her belly as she leaned back in the chair and lifted her legs. Opening them wide, she curled her calves around the arms of the chair and licked her lips. Being splayed open was shameless and made her feel like a very bad girl and one that deserved brutal punishment.

As she eyed the glowing screen, the interactive photos of every ultimate form of spanking pulsed in a slide show, fueling her hunger. Victoria locked her gaze on the erotic feast for the soul as she inched the toy down to her clit, brushing it back and forth across her tender skin. “Who are you mystery man that might drag me out my doldrums?” Her breath a husky whisper, her blood pressure rose, forcing a scattering of perspiration trickling down her cheek. She slipped her hand over her breast, squeezing and flicking a single finger back and forth across her nipple until it became rock hard.

Victoria moaned and pressed the vibrator up and down the length of her cunt, relishing in the instant sensations that flooded her system, sending a shimmer of sparkling light across her visions. Blinking hard, she moved to her other breast, pinching and twisting her nipple until she cried out from the intensity of the pain. While she loved the incredible feel of the hard cock teasing, she was far to famished to wait.

I hope you enjoyed a little walk down memory lane and don’t forget to stop by the blog site to click on some fabulous other talent who’s involved as well!

Kisses   xxx














About Cassandre Dayne

Cassandre Dayne is the pseudo for the best selling author of romantic suspense and thrillers
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  1. Eva P. says:

    That sounds like a very hot story and I would love to read it! Thanks for participating and happy anniversary to NNP 🙂


  2. Megan says:

    Hopping along, thanks for being on the blog hop. Have a great day!


  3. June M. says:

    Thanks so much for the excerpt. Spank Down does sound like a good story.
    Happy 6 months anniversary to NNP!
    June M.
    manning_j2004 at yahoo dot com


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