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One Night in Manchester Out Now! #BDSM #Manchester #Erotica @Tirgearr

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So today is the day, One Night in Manchester is available to buy right now, woo hoo and at just 99p/99c until the 4th September!  It’s part of the City Nights series  from Tirgearr publishing  this novella, well the idea for it, has been sat around in the corners of my mind for years. It was really good to have the opportunity to write it. I love the idea of a couple meeting online, making a bond and then meeting for the first time in real life. It’s how I met Mr Blisse you know, back in the days when it was new and kinda weird to meet on the internet. So writing One Night in Manchester was a little bit nostalgic, even though the way Grant and Jessica meet is very different to the chatroom interactions me and my husband had and we definitely didn’t have sexy spanky times the first time we met…oh, that’s not a spoiler, it’s written into the blurb!

He works in TV and he shows Jessica around the set where he’s filming. Their relationship quickly escalates and they have sex…on one of the sets! As things develop, so does their love play. In public places! And a little spanking never really hurt anyone.

Will Jessica be able to say goodbye to Grant when his work is done?

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So, fancy a sneak peek at the spanking- of course you do! Well here you go!

“Good. Now I’ll get down to making you uncomfortable.”

I stiffen, and he slowly shifts his touch down the centre of my back to rest just on the curve of my arse.

I’m just coming to terms with that intimacy when he lifts his hand up, but the relief is short-lived because he claps it down on my bottom again a second later.

It’s the shock that forces a squeak from between my lips; anything to break the silence.

“So, Jessica, you disobeyed me, and that means punishment. Try not to wriggle and cry out too much, I don’t want you to fall off or alert Security.”

The mere thought of being discovered like this grips my heart with real anxiety. I pull in a deep breath to try and calm my fear.

“Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” I understand. I can’t believe it’s happening, but my dreams are coming true and I just have to pray it doesn’t turn into a nightmare.

“Good.” Grant flicks up my dress and slides down my knickers before I  think about it too hard. Damn, he doesn’t mess around. I had prepared myself for the spanking but not the uncovering. My arse is on display. We’ve been together less than an hour and he’s looking at my bum. My big, wobbly bum.

He strokes the revealed flesh, and the purring moan that emanates from him sets me a little more at ease. He seems to like what he’s feeling.

Then he spanks me, and suddenly he’s being viciously mean to the buttock he’d been lovingly caressing a moment before.

He doesn’t give me time to recover before another slap lands and I gasp, adding my light sound to the cracking thunder of the spank that echoes around the huge room. If anyone heard it, I’m sure there would be no mistaking the clap of flesh on flesh.

Trying to capture every moment, every sting and touch, I’m enveloped in the spanking to a point where I let out a shuddering breath. I’d been holding it in without realising. I might not get this experience again and want to be able to recall it in precise detail.

I’m unprepared. Grant doesn’t seem to be holding back. It really fucking hurts. The pain intensifies and I can’t take it any more, so let out a mewling cry that ends with an intense yelp.

“Hush.” He tuts. “Or do I have to find something to gag you with?”

I try really hard not to scream as the spanks land over and over. He seems to favour the same spot just on the bottom curve of my bum. Each hit stings more and is harder to take.

Just when I think I’ll have to stop him, he moves around the chair, stopping in front of me. He tips up my chin with a finger and stares silently into my eyes. Can he see my whole soul reflected there? It feels like it.

He smiles. It should comfort me, I suppose, but there is a wicked gleam that disturbs me.

 

Want more? Then pick up your copy of One Night in Manchester today. There’s more spanks, more public play and lots of hot dominance and sexy submission. Its a hot night in Manchester…and there’s no rain!

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