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Sunday, December 25, 2016

The Cowboy Collection

If ruggedly handsome alpha male cowboys taming wilful women by turning them over their knee for a spanking is your thing, you'll love this collection which features the following five tales of western romance.

Seasons greetings to you all :)

Annabelle and the Bandit
: Following the death of her mother, the impoverished Annabelle travels from Boston to Kansas, and out to her uncle Jacob's ranch. To her dismay, she is not welcome there ... and her uncle drives her back to Dodge City. But they are confronted on the way by a masked man who attacks Jacob and steals from him. Joshua Boyce is a real man from the tip of his battered Stetson down to his fringed jacket and leather boots. Annabelle wasn't part of his plan, but fate has brought them together, and Annabelle embarks on a new phase in her life. There are many things she must learn out on the prairie, obedience being one of them; when she deliberately disobeys, Boyce doesn't hesitate to give her a spanking to reinforce the lesson.

The Runaway Bride
: The year is 1890, and after the death of her father, Cora Mayfield's wealthy stepmother makes dozens of unsuccessful attempts to get her stepdaughter off her hands by finding her a husband. But Cora will have none of it, and runs away from an arranged marriage. On board the train to Abilene she meets a very handsome and intriguing gentleman. Sparks fly, romance blossoms ... and the headstrong Cora has finally met her match in the sensual rancher ... even if her new love exerts his authority by spanking her bottom. A fun romance with a happy ever after ending.

Joshua's Mail Order Bride
: Joshua Compton is a man who has everything, except a wife. Having worked hard for years building his ranch and extending his lands, the handsome cowboy decides it is time to find a woman to share his life with, and since there are no suitable young women in the little town of Crow Creek, he must look elsewhere. He is soon exchanging letters with Violet Martindale, a young seamstress living in reduced circumstances in Idaho. To his delight, she is even prettier than her photograph. Violet is enamoured by the scenic ranch lands but is not at all keen to observe Joshua's rules concerning her safety until he gives her a spanking to help motivate her. An incident occurs which threatens her safety, and to the surprise of all concerned, she handles it in a most unexpected way.

Hearts of Gold
: The year is 1859, and not only has Jesse King discovered gold whilst out prospecting near the South Platte river, he also wins the heart of the tempestuous Eleanor Miller. The two enjoy each other's company and the chemistry between them flares, but Eleanor finds out that she can only push this handsome enigmatic cowboy so far before he retaliates by spanking her bottom! It seems that a good old-fashioned spanking is exactly what Eleanor needs to help curb her sassy ways - and the lovemaking that follows is a whole new and exciting experience for her. One day, Jesse promises Eleanor a surprise on his return from Windy Creek, but as the weeks pass, he fails to return. Yet Eleanor never gives up on him and the dream of a future together. But will that dream ever be realized...?

The Waitress and the Cowboy: Grace works long hours in her job as a waitress at a small town busy diner. When a troublesome customer gives her grief, she finally loses it - she kicks him and gets herself fired. Luke, a handsome cowboy, helps by getting her another job; they begin a relationship and Grace soon learns that Luke knows just how to deal with her untidiness and sass - he puts her over his knee for a spanking, which leads to great sex! A few days later, Grace shows she has a jealous streak, and when she overhears Luke's phone conversation she misinterprets the situation and rides off in a strop. But Luke is a man who knows exactly what - and who - he wants. He rides out after her, and a whole new future beckons...

The Cowboy Collection is available for Kindle from Amazon and in a variety of formats from LSF Publications:

Thursday, December 22, 2016

The Schoolmarm and the Deputy

Hi folks, I have a new western romance coming out on 26 December. It's a period piece about a feisty lady and a hunky cowboy/Deputy Sheriff, and it's sprinkled with spanking, sex, banditos and subterfuge ... Lovely cover reveal below.

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

His Lordship's Bride: a victorian tale of romance and domestic discipline

Cover reveal below, for this book which will be published December 26th. It's based on a novella I wrote a few years back, but this edition has a new title & cover and an extended story (42,300 words).


Thursday, December 01, 2016

Free M/F Story - Shameful and Lewd Behaviour

Here's a naughty little story for you ... very tongue in cheek.:)


Shameful and Lewd Behaviour © Abigail Armani/AKA Lucy Appleby

She shrieked with laughter as he chased her off the main path in the park and into the wooded area beyond.

"You just wait, girl," he panted. "You just wait til I catch you!"

She paused for a moment, turning her head to look back over her shoulder. She knew he could easily outrun her if he chose to. This was all pretence ... all part of the glorious game they played.

"Oh yeah? And then what, noodle arm?" she taunted.

"Noodle arm?" he blustered. "I'll give you noodle arm!" He gave chase in earnest, fuelled by a spike of adrenalin at the sight of her long legs and those gloriously swaying hips in her tight skirt. She couldn't run fast in that thing, particularly with those three-inch heels. He soon caught up with her, grabbing her round the waist.

She giggled and squirmed in his grasp, her face flushed with excitement and exertion. "Hey ... where are we going?"

"I think you know, girl." He grinned wickedly as he steered her towards the ramshackle hut that had been long abandoned by the park keepers and gardening team. Somehow, in spite of its great age, it was still standing, and endured the occasional use of walkers caught out in a rain shower, or enthusiastic bird watchers as they viewed the herons on the lake from the crumbling west window.

But there was no one inside now, and as the door creaked slowly open, Tom pushed her inside and closed the door behind them, pulling at the rusty old bolt that provided a makeshift lock. The place smelled of damp and earth and mouse droppings. The windows were dirty, festooned with cobwebs, and the only furniture that remained in this place was a rickety wooden chair and a long wooden bench in a shadowy corner.

"What do you have in mind I wonder?" she said with a toss of her head. Her eyes sparked green glints in the gloomy interior.

"I'm going to shag you senseless woman, but first I'm going to give you a damn good spanking to remind you who's in charge round here."

"Such depravity," she hissed, but her face was animated, her nostrils flaring with anticipation, and a raw, animal hunger that had been building since their chase through the woods.

He sat on the old chair and pulled her close, pulling her tight skirt up over the swell of her hips. "Over you go," he said, and levered her over his lap. Her bottom smiled up at him, encased in red lace. He yanked down her panties without ceremony, hearing her sharp intake of breath as she was bared to his gaze. "That's better," he said, eyeing her delectable curves. She had an arse to die for did Miriam: large and round and meaty, with a pronounced cleft bisecting the twin creamy hillocks.

"What if someone comes?!" she warned, the first hint of panic creeping into her voice.

"Well I plan on doing so, and I reckon you will too. So we'd best get started, huh ... to get you in the mood for the frisky big old snake in my pants."

His hand splatted down on her bottom. He spanked hard and fast, grunting his approval as her skin rapidly reddened beneath the onslaught.

"Owwww!" she yelped. "Is that your hand or a frying OW! pan?!"

He didn't reply, but continued spanking methodically, watching the jiggling buttocks depress and bounce, spurred on by her squirming and whimpers. He knew the effect a spanking would have on her. His fingers strayed to her slick sex. He was right. She was hot and wet and ready for him. His teasing fingers toyed with her, then he spanked on until she was writhing and unashamedly rubbing her crotch against his hand.

Then there came the crunch of footfalls and the sound of querulous voices drawing ever closer.

"Stop moaning, Mabel ... we'll go in here."

"Oh yes, Arthur. My feet are killing me. I need a sit down."

The couple inside the hut gazed at one another.

"They can't get in," Tom whispered, "and I'm not waiting any longer." He pulled Miriam to her feet and pushed her towards the bench in the corner.

"Tom ... surely you're not thinking of ... oooooh," she moaned as he bent her over the bench and whipped out his big boy snake, pressing it against her heated cheeks.

"Oh but I am." He adjusted his stance and steered his rigid member to her sex, impaling her with one powerful thrust.

"Ahhhhhh." That felt so good. Miriam began inclining her hips, rolling back to meet his thrusts.

"Dammit, the darn thing's locked," snapped Arthur as he tried the door.

"Bother! Give it a good shove, Arthur," said Mabel. "It might just be stuck."

"I'll give it a good shove," growled Tom as he thrust hard and fast and deep.

"Oooo Tommmm," moaned Miriam. "Give it to me good. Shove it in."

The old door rattled as Arthur pulled and shoved at it. "Can't get in," he grumbled.

"Oh no," said Mabel.

"Oh yesssss," breathed Miriam.

Tom put his hand over her mouth. She was a screamer was Miriam. He didn't want those two old dears having a heart attack thinking murder was being committed inside the hut. He pounded into her with everything he had. His big boy snake had quite a workout.


On Monday morning, Miriam relived every delicious minute of her weekend encounter, and was quite put out when the defence barrister finished his gibbering and sat down, looking at her expectantly.

Shaking herself out of her pleasant reverie she banged her gavel down on the bench. Justice Miriam Withers had a reputation for decisive and stringent sentencing. She turned her attention to the middle-aged man on the stand.

"Charles Hartley. You are convicted of indecent exposure in a public place. Shameful and lewd behaviour! Shameful I say! The Court hereby fines you £400 payable immediately." At least I don't get caught she thought to herself, and smirked.