Do you like stories of women spanking men? If you do, then you should probably pre-order my new collection, Over Her Knee, which will be released on February 6.

Here’s a preview of one of the stories in it, “National Solitaire Day”, which was originally published in Holiday Heat: May.

“Okay,” Fred said, standing in the bedroom. “I’m here. It’s an hour before we usually go to bed, so you must have something planned.”

“Oh, I do.” Shonda tossed him the deck of cards she’d found. “We’re going to start with 52 paddle swats–“

“Fifty-two!” Fred looked horrified. “Shonda, that’s a lot–“

“Hush and let me finish.”

He stopped talking, but clearly was still wondering what was going on.

“You’re going to play three games of Solitaire. Whichever one you do best at, that’s how many swats you’re not going to get.”

“What if I win?”

Shonda hadn’t considered that. She thought quickly. “If you win, you get to spank me instead.”

“Do I have to?”

His voice was so put-upon that she actually laughed. “No, you don’t have to. But the odds of you actually winning are not great, so…”

“You’re not wrong.” He undid the rubber band from around the cards and shuffled them.

“Hey,” she said. “Play naked.”

Fred raised an eyebrow, but did as she said, taking off his clothes. Then he finished shuffling and started to deal. He paused mid-movement as she came up behind him after taking off her own, her nipples hard against his back. She cupped his ass with one hand. “What are you doing?” he asked.

“Playing.”

“Huh.”

To Fred’s credit, he didn’t get too distracted by Shonda teasing him with her fingertips and kissing his neck and shoulder, although when her hand found his cock it was half-hard already. He let out a quiet, happy sound as she started to slowly stroke him, but he didn’t allow it to stop him from playing.

Shonda honestly wasn’t paying too much attention to the games themselves — she was too busy having fun — but when he finally finished, she did notice that. “So? What’s the verdict?”

“I almost won the second game,” he said. “I got forty cards into the stacks.”

“Twelve swats,” she said. “That’s not too bad.”

“Easy for you to say; you’ve never been on the receiving end of your own paddling.”

“That’s fair.” She squeezed his cock tight, then stepped away, retrieving one of their paddles from the top dresser drawer. “Bend over.”

“Am I at least going to get a warm-up?” He sounded a bit plaintive.

“Nah.”

That earned her a sigh with a hint of raspberry to it, and she wound up and landed the first whack! without warning him. “Ow!”

“That one doesn’t count,” she told him. “Don’t be a brat.”

“Yes, dear.”

Shonda and Fred are in a FLR, so it only makes sense that he’s the one getting spanked. To read more about them, pre-order Over Her Knee and it’ll be on your Kindle on February 6. There are several Shonda and Fred stories in the collection.

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