Stormy Night Publications

Extended previews from both of last weekend's new releases can be found below.

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Returning to Her Master by BJ Wane - Extended Preview

He continued alternating soft strokes with hard kneading, followed by a light graze from her anus down her seeping slit, gliding over her protruding, swollen clit before taking a casual trail back up her crack and then resuming fondling her buttocks. When her hips ground against his thigh then lifted for more caresses in a rapid rhythm, he knew he had her.

Cassie’s whole backside and pussy were aflame with so much sensation, her entire body quivered with it. With total disbelief, she began shaking with the beginning tremors of an orgasm then cried out in shocked ecstasy as it burst in a kaleidoscope of color upon her. Not caring how lewd she must look gyrating her naked butt over his lap, lifting up and down between his thigh and his hand, she rode out the pleasure until she lay like a limp noodle over his thighs in sated bliss.

The first slap landed with a resounding crack in the center of both her cheeks, shocking her out of her pleasant afterglow euphoria.

“Say, ‘Thank you, master,’ after each one.”

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Taming the Mistress by Dinah McLeod - Extended Preview

James began spanking me again, slower this time. He pulled back his arm and delivered full, resounding smacks that kept the fire burning while he also paid attention to the curves of my ass that had been kept safe inside my leather pants.

My pussy was quivering with a fierce burn, having been taunted with his fingers. Between that, my scorched behind, and the emotional realizations, the tears started flowing steadily again and I began to sob.

James didn’t say anything—he kept spanking me at a slow pace, delivering each one after the burn from the last began to fade. Soon, every bit of my backside screamed for relief. But I knew better than to ask for it. He’d stop when he was ready and not a moment sooner. The only thing I could do was wait for it. I’d never felt so helpless before—and I’d certainly never expected to like the way my tummy churned or the nervous flutter in the hollow of my throat. I’d always liked being in control. But at this moment, bent over and completely bared, receiving the punishment of my life, I knew I was anything but. And somehow, it felt OK.

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