Today I am excited to have Renee Rose on my blog talking about Funishment. Never heard of it? Well, read on… Take it away Renee!
Thank you, Thianna for having me as a guest today on your blog. Today we’re talking about when punishment becomes funishment. It’s a line that often gets blurred. For some spanking enthusiasts, the idea of making a spanking punishment ruins a perfectly good activity. For others, real punishment is so much hotter than bedroom play. In Safe in His Arms, Zac plays with giving Becca “reconnection” spankings to end their arguments, rather than calling them punishments. Here’s what happens after he’s spanked her and put her in the corner.
“This is a punishment.”
“It is,” she heard Zac’s silky voice approaching her from behind. “But I’m not doing it to punish you.”
“Why are you doing it?”
His arms wrapped around her and one hand slid down her belly in the direction of her pussy, which was dripping with moisture.
“Why do you think?”
She hid a smile, though he wouldn’t have seen it anyway.
His finger slid over her wet and swollen sex. “You’ve been a naughty girl, and naughty girls get corner time. With their bare, punished bottoms on display.” His other hand caressed her tender butt cheeks. “You know what I like to do with a punished bottom?”
“What?” she whispered.
“I like to fuck it. Would you like that, Becca?”
She couldn’t answer, wanting it, but not wanting to ruin the punishment feel of his threat by admitting she wanted it. Or to admit to him she was a little afraid, though he probably already knew.
“Go bend over the bed,” he murmured, pulling her panties all the way off.
“Yes, sir.” Heart thumping, she folded her torso over the side of the bed, presenting her ass to him. She listened to his movements as he opened and closed the nightstand drawer and then gasped when he peppered her bottom with a flurry of spanks. They hurt worse after the corner time break, as if her flesh had had a chance to register just how sore it really was. “Ow! Please, Zac!”
“No, Becca,” came his silky reply in her ear. “You’ve been a naughty girl so I have to be very, very strict with you.”
The words “naughty” and “strict” wound her up, and she gave a soft moan, just as she felt the cool application of lube on her back hole. Zac rubbed the rounded tip of a butt plug in her pussy, wetting it with her juices.
“Do you want me to punish your asshole?” he asked softly.
She moaned and he pushed the slickened plug against her resisting entryway.
“Open for me,” he commanded, and her body obeyed at once, the muscles of her pelvic floor relaxing, her pussy spasming and her tight sphincter spreading wide to allow the plug to slip in. It filled her, but there was no pain. Rather, it created a sense of urgency, making her desperate to come. Her legs shuddered as his fingers slid inside her and he pressed the plug deeper.
“Yes, you’ve been a bad girl, Becca, and bad girls get punished.” He shoved the plug as deep as it would go with little pulses, fucking her with it. She made a keening sort of sound in the back of her throat.
“Please what? Please fuck my ass?”
Safe in His Arms
For as long as she could remember, Becca dreamed of a dominant man to take her in hand, and Zac, the handsome Marine she met at her sister’s wedding, filled the role with aplomb… for a weekend. Then the fling came to an end, Zac went off to war and died for his country, and Becca learned she carried a child who would be born without a father.
Seven years later, Becca has done her best to move on and forget about Zac… until the day she walks into her kitchen to find the man she believed she would never see again locked in mortal combat with her son’s nanny, and realizes everything she thought she knew about Zac was a lie.
Like all Black Ops agents, Zac doesn’t exist in any government record. His life is a series of deadly missions, and relationships of any kind are unsanctioned. But he keeps one secret. He watches over Becca, the beautiful daughter of a rogue agent, and Parker, the six-year-old boy he fathered that fateful weekend. When he spots a known assassin in their apartment posing as a nanny, he’s forced to reveal himself and take them to safety… whether Becca likes it or not.
While Becca may have enjoyed his dominance once, bending her to his will again may not be quite so easy. He is determined to keep her safe, however, and if a long, hard spanking is required, he is more than willing to oblige. Having Becca over his knee rekindles more than his passion, though; even when the immediate danger has passed, he finds it much more difficult to “ghost out” on his family again. Must he resign himself to protecting those he loves from afar, or can he find a way to be the man Becca needs and longs for, the man who is worthy of her submission and her love?
Publisher’s Note: Safe in His Arms is an erotic romance novel that includes both consensual and non-consensual spankings, anal play, graphic sexual scenes, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
Renee Rose, a erotic romance author, did not come out of the closet as a spanko until she published her spanking romance Betrothed. A lifelong writer, she has a B.A. in creative writing from Knox College, where she won the Davenport prize for both fiction and poetry, and the Lorraine Smith prize for literary criticism. She spent thirteen years in technical writing before she found a way to incorporate her deepest darkest spanking fantasies into fiction and express a part of her that longed to see the light. She is now passionate about supporting others in accepting and exploring their kink, whatever that may be. Leave a comment and join the conversation!