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Today, for the hop, I’m sharing a little piece of The Blacksmith’s Bride, my nineteenth century spanking romance about…wait for it…a blacksmith and his bride. It’s part of “The Sons of Johnny Hastings” box set with Patty Devlin, Renee Rose, Maddie Taylor, and Mary Wehr. All five books are excellent, and all involve colorful characters.
In the following segment, Abel Armstrong (our blacksmith) has caught Sunny Winslow (his soon-to-be bride) telling a lie. They’re out having a picnic—their first date—chaperoned of course, but their chaperon has wandered away for a few minutes. Around this time, Abel finds out about Sunny’s lie and…
He didn’t answer, except with more spanks.
“Please, Abel. Don’t be so mean.”
“Mean, am I? Well, if the shoe fits…” he said, his voice grim. With that, he pushed her skirts—all of them—up to her back and exposed her bottom. Her pantalettes were showing! Sunny thought she’d die of shame.
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