#SpankA2Z: K is for Over the Knee

For today’s Spanking Challenge A-Z there is a little bit of shuffling going on for the letter K. I’m sharing a kiss with Renee (not literally!) and Cara Bristol is bringing me a knee.

 

There are about a dozen basic spanking positions, which include standing, bent over a piece of furniture, and grasping one’s ankles. (For a complete list, refer to Naughty Words for Nice Writers, which has a complete section on spanking). I’ve used a variety of positions in my spanking romances, but my favorite is Over the Knee (OTK).

The top sits (either on a chair, stool or bed) and the bottom lies across his lap. The main reason I like this position is because it provides body-to-body contact between the spanker and spankee and is therefore the most intimate of all the spanking positions. It works well with hand and paddle spankings.

Of all the positions, OTK is one of the safest for the spankee (lying flat on the bed is the most safe). OTK allows the buttocks to be the relaxed, instead of stretched taut, which helps to prevent bruising. The spankee can brace her/himself with her/his hands and feet.

Irresistible Attractions is probably the kinkiest of the Rod and Cane Society spanking romances, and the characters use a spanking bench a lot. But hero Jordan recognizes heroine Hannah’s inexperience and for her first spanking, chooses to take her in hand over his knee.

Blurb:

College student Hannah Laurie works nights for a cleaning service. Among its clients is the Rod and Cane Society, an organization of domestic discipline practitioners. As she cleans the mansion headquarters, she becomes fascinated by the idea of being spanked. One evening, she surrenders to the impulse to try out the equipment in the secret disciplinary chamber.

Billionaire cybersecurity magnate Jordan Bevy, Rod and Cane’s disciplinary proctor, ensures the rules of the organization are followed to a T. Using the disciplinary chamber for personal pleasure is strictly forbidden. But when he catches the shy little cleaner girl trying out the equipment, what’s a fellow to do but bend the rules and give her a hand?

Everything seems like fun and games, until their relationship deepens and their respective worlds collide and clash. Can a lowly cleaner girl ever find acceptance in her boyfriend’s monied world?

An excerpt from Irresistible Attractions

“What should happen to someone who plays when she should be working?” he asked.

“I guess you should r-report me t-to Tidy Titans.”

“Is that what you want?”

“No, sir.”

“Perhaps we can agree on an alternative.”

“Like what?”

He shifted his gaze to the wall of implements.

“A spanking?” she squeaked.

“With your consent.”

“A-and if I don’t agree, you’ll call Tidy Titans?”

Jordan shook his head. “No. That would be coercive, not consensual. However, a spanking might teach you to concentrate on the job—and satisfy your curiosity, which is why you lost focus, right?”

Hannah nodded. Her gaze skittered over the implements, landing on a large, thick paddle. “Which one would you use?”

“None of them. I assume you’re a spanking virgin and for your first time, you’ll be better off with a hand spanking.”

“Oh.” Her face fell.

Jordan laughed. “Don’t worry. You’ll feel it. For the rest of the night and maybe tomorrow morning, too. This isn’t my first rodeo.” A little voice inside chimed he must have been kicked in the head by an imaginary steer because this was so inappropriate, but spanking fascinated his little cleaner girl—and he had a yen to satisfy her curiosity.

“If I decide you can handle it, I’ll give you a few strokes with my belt.”

“Your belt?” She shrank back, showing the first sign of real fear.

“I won’t do anything you’re not ready for,” he said in a soothing voice. “A belt is actually kinder than a paddle because there’s more give to it.”

“That makes sense.”

“Ready to get started?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good girl.”

“Do I uh get on it?” She pointed to the spanking bench.

“We’ll use this instead.” He moved the chair to the center of the room, pulled his belt from the loops, dropped it on the floor, and sat.” He patted his thigh. “Lie over my lap.”

After an initial hesitation, she complied. As she wiggled into place, her hip bumped his erection. Jordan hoped his arousal went unnoticed. Bevy, you’re nuts.

Her hands flailed. Another sign she was a neophyte.

How long had it been since he’d spanked a beginner? More than a decade, and he doubted they’d had been as untried as Hannah. The paddlings he administered as disciplinary proctor were almost clinical procedures. His lovers and girlfriends, submissives all, were into the lifestyle. They were well versed with the proper protocol. And none had filled him with the anticipation racing through him now. His balls tightened and ached with excitement. All the more reason to call a halt. Are you doing this for her—or for yourself?

Not to mention that using the disciplinary chamber for personal play was technically against Rod and Cane rules.

“Keep your hands on the floor,” he instructed. “I don’t want to strike your hands or your wrists. Understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

He adjusted her position to raise her buttocks and ensure she’d be less likely to notice his hard-on. “I’m going to lift your skirt.”

Hesitation. “Um…all right.”

With more eagerness than he should be feeling, he flipped up her uniform. Offering less than a nod to modesty, her black thong outlined the targets. If they were in a relationship, there would be no underwear. The only kind of spanking she’d receive would be on the bare. That lacy string of nothing taunted him to dispense with it.

Not your right.

Not yet, anyway.

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Author bio

Cara Bristol continues to evolve, adding new subgenres of erotic romance to her repertoire. She has written spanking romance, contemporary romance, paranormal, and science fiction romance. No matter what the genre, one thing remains constant: her emphasis on character-driven seriously hot erotic stories with sizzling chemistry between the hero and heroine. Cara has lived many places in the United States, but currently lives in Missouri with her husband. She has two grown stepkids. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading and traveling.

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