Stormy Night Publications

Extended previews for all four of last weekend's new releases can be found below.

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Corrective Treatment by Loki Renard - Extended Preview

“Take her to the examination chair,” the doctor ordered the bailiffs. “Secure her well.”

“Oh, hell, no,” Sophie said, evoking some archaic curse words as the men stepped forward, taking her with them. “You are not putting me in that thing.”

The bailiffs kept moving, forcing Sophie to physically try to evade her fate. She did not want to be examined. She did not want to be corrected. And she didn’t deserve it either. Why didn’t they understand that?

“Let me go!” She yelled the order, as if volume might make a difference. It didn’t.

The bailiffs held her firm, even when she picked her feet up off the floor and tried to drag them down with her, kicking and squealing for all she was worth. Unfortunately, the bailiffs had been chosen for their sturdy statures and all her flailing had precisely no effect on them. They carried her to the chair and held her while the doctor strapped her into place, arms and torso secured with thick synthetic bands of material that made movement impossible. Her legs were likewise strapped into the stirrups, baring her genital mound to the doctor, the nurses, and the stoic bailiffs alike.

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His Sassy Spitfire by Chula Stone - Extended Preview

Jarod obviously wasn’t paying any attention to her reasoning. His hands were busy keeping her in place and moving her clothes out of the way. “And if he had, I would have felt obliged to do things his way, but he stuck his neck out to help us and you tried to run him off! You wouldn’t listen when I told you to come down with him. But I let that go, too. With this afternoon’s stunt, however, you’ve gone too far. I see now that I can’t give you an inch, so I’ve decided I’d better give you the ruler.”

“No, Jarod, not that!” He had used it on her before, over her petticoats but it had still stung. Lying over his lap like this, with her bare bottom on display, she couldn’t stand the thought of that thick old ruler of her father’s striking her tender backside.

“Yes, that. But I can tell you’re not ready to fetch it like a good girl, so I’m going to start like this.” She didn’t have to wonder long what he meant. His hard palm smacked down on her bottom with all the fervor of a new and passionately indignant husband.

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Claimed by the Captain by Gracie Malling - Extended Preview

Ellen wriggled and kicked her legs but Thomas held her fast, unfastening her drawers with one hand and then doing his utmost not to stare at her beautiful bottom as the white fabric fell away. She gasped and froze under his arm. He could only assume it was the shame of being exposed in this way.

“How many apples did you steal, Ellen?” Thomas arranged himself into the right position, still holding Ellen in place.

“I… I…”

He tapped the belt lightly against her bottom and she flinched. “Shall we say a dozen?”

“Please…” All of her bravado seemed to have abandoned her.

“A dozen it is.”

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Mastering Mariah by Maddie Taylor and Morganna Williams - Extended Preview

She felt him before she heard him, the heat of his body rubbing against her as he steadied her with a hip and used one hand to spread her ass cheeks open. Then she felt the rounded tip of the silver butt plug pressed against her tender hole. “Ooh,” she gasped as it pushed relentlessly forward.

“Try to relax while you bear down, baby. It’ll be easier on you,” he told her gently.

As she pressed back, the plug suddenly slid home, filling her ass. She whimpered as her body stretched open accommodating the plug. When he seated it firmly, twisting it a little, the furry tail brushed her bottom with the slight movement.

“Stay in position. I’m about to make that little tail wag.” He showed her a long-handled rectangular Plexi cutting board. Then he moved it back out of sight and she heard a soft whooshing sound just before it connected sharply with her bottom.

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