Introducing our website

This blog is to advertise stories from our free website at .
This site is made up by 3 woman that have bonded a great online friendship and who love writing. We decided to share our writings with others. We are opening up a Christian Domestic Discipline fictional story website..
These Stories will contain situations that could come up in day to day lives between married, engaged or dating couples that practice CDD (Christian Domestic Discipline.

There will be chapter books where you can grow in their lives on how women learn to be submissive wives and the couples as they deal with life as a couple and the problems that crop up in their lives.

It will also contain short stories. This blog will excerpt from a chapter for each book written. You can go to the site to read the full books. You do need to register but it is a free site.

There will be no BDSM. This will strictly be clean Christian based writing. There will be spanking but no overt sexual content; any sexual references will be discreet in nature. We do not deal in pornographic material, soft or otherwise.

Saturday, July 20, 2013

Saturday Night Reading

Its Saturday Night here and raining. Nothing to do but read a good book.


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Sunday, July 14, 2013

A new story has been added to our site.  Daisy has begun a new series called Wyoming Brides.  Book one is about Luke and Lacey.  Here is a small sample of this story.  Come to the website to read more.

Lacey went running up the stairs to the restaurant if her friend wasn’t working her house was right behind the restaurant as she flung the door open she ran right into Luke, Kayla’s older brother who had also been her brother Josh and Wades best friend. He was 30 years old right in between them.  Luke had a stack of Styrofoam containers filled with food and at 6ft5 Hailey was right at his chest.  She felt like a midget next to him even though at 5ft6 she wasn’t really short for a girl.
“Hey where you going in a hurry little Lacey Turner?” He asked with a smirk as he moved the containers out of the way to see who ran into him.
She rolled her eyes “you watch it you big oaf you about knocked me over.”  Here was another dominating man that she’d rather not be around. All though she found him very attractive; he too raised his sister Kayla like Wade raised her and they had the same ideas and same rules.
“Well excuse me madam” he said tipping his cowboy hat at her and moving out of the way. “Still a feisty thing I see.” She huffed by him rolling her eyes again. “Your eyes might stay that way if you do it too much.”  He chuckled.  She just walked on by him shooing him away.  He watched her walk away. He hadn’t seen her much since she turned 18. She sure did look more grown up and not so much like a child.
He made it over to Josh’s store and was laughing as he walked in. He walked to the back finding Josh and Wade back there.  “What’s so funny?” Josh asked reaching for the food.
“I just ran into a fiery little blonde that resembles the two of you.”
Wade just shook his head “What did she do now?”
Oh nothing really, she ran into me as I was walking out of the restaurant but of course I was in her way.  Then she rolled her eyes and I told her they would stay that way. She called me a big oaf. ME??  A big oaf?” He laughed knowing at 6 foot 5 almost 6 foot 6 it was true. “Then she shooed me away, rather like dismissing me. She’s still feisty huh?”
“That she is maybe someday soon she will get a man to take her of my hands and give her what she needs.” Wade chuckled winking at Luke as he got up.
“Well he better have a strong hand because what she needs is a good ole spanking daily.” Luke said smiling big and thought he might be up to that.
All 3 men started laughing just as Lacey walked in.  “What’s so funny you three goons?”  Being in the same room with the three of them was like a cloud of heavy cowboy testosterone.
“Well there’s my sweet little sister.” Josh said standing up to give her a hug. “Glad your back home I really need your help well Luke does.  Tessa and I are going out of town for two weeks and I need you to help Luke take care of the store.”
Lacey’s eyes got huge the last thing she wanted to do was spend all day with Luke’s over dominance and then go home and deal with Wades barking orders.  “Well If I say no that probably doesn’t matter because I’m pretty sure I really don’t have a choice do I?  And if your here all day what about your ranch Luke? Did you forget about that huh? I can handle the store by myself you can’t work all day and night.” She smirked. “Now that will get him out of my hair.” She thought to herself putting her hands on her hips glaring at Luke.
Luke folded his hands across his chest staring her down “Well miss smarty pants I might look like a dumb cowboy but I’m not. You forget that Dalton has been working for me for years and is now my head foreman.” He smirked back at her has she scowled and didn’t say a word.
“Wow Luke you left her speechless never knew that could happen.” Josh said with a chuckle.

Saturday, July 13, 2013

New chapters have been added.  Come see what is happening with Alexis, Amanda, Callie and Hannah.

Monday, July 8, 2013

Come see the new short stories by a new author to our website.  Find out what Susana has been up to in the short story section.

Saturday, July 6, 2013

Have a story to share or ideas?


 I just want to tell you the 3 of us are having a "Spanking" Good time writing for you. We truly enjoy it!!
 We all started writing way before we opened the site.  We are very excited to share our stories with others.

Its very nice that we all 3 write stories together. We each have our own writing techniques. I like spanking stories with a little romance and not alot of detail. That is what I like to read and write.. I am getting more into detail in a few of my stories. We often help each other out when were stuck and its great to share ideas with each other.

Dee Dee likes alot of romance and alot of detail with some spanking in most of hers. She does write some that get right to the spanking. Grace is good at writing a little of both. I think all in all we make a great team to help provide you with some interesting stories.

With that being said If there is something you would like to read about and we don't have it on our site please tell us.  Maybe you have some ideas to make our site more interesting. Maybe you have some ideas for our stories or the characters. Maybe you write if you do we encourage you to share it with us. We will post it on our website with your name. We will not take the credit for someone elses story.


So anyway please if you have any ideas or want us to share a story of yours. Feel free to e-mail it to us.

Thank you for your support and remember comments are always welcome.

The writing Team!!

Thursday, July 4, 2013

Paddles made by hubby

American Justice
Big Red w/ Cuban Flag
Personalized Named Paddle
Naughty Baby

Polypropylene Paddles

Come see what is happening with Alexis

New chapters have been added.  Come read what trouble Alexis is in now.

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Excerpt from Saving Beth

The next day when Beth got up Simon had already started the chores so she went out and took him some Lemonade. “Morning Miss Beth”

“Morning Mr. Simon, I brought you some lemonade.”

He looked at her with a smirk “Mr. Simon huh?”

“Well you keep calling me Miss Beth and it seems strange so I thought I’d show you.”

He chuckled “ok Beth…..the chores are almost done.”

“You didn’t have to do the chores all by yourself.  I could have helped you. I have been doing them myself for a long time now.”

“Well from here on out I will be doing most of them.”

“I can’t pay you much.”

“You won’t pay me anything.  Room and board is all I need.  I’m not here for money; I am here to help you.”

“No, that wouldn’t be right. I will pay you.” She then stomped of to milk the cow and take care of the chickens. She was not about to be beholding to any man.  No matter who he was.  Somehow she would manage to pay him back once the farm was operating better.  After finishing the milking and gathering the eggs, she put them in the house and went to hitch up the team up so she could begin to plow the fields.

Simon saw her working with the horses and the plow and went over to her.  “Woah, what are you doing Beth?” He took the reins from her.

“Well the fields don’t plow themselves.”

“I told you I would do most of the farming the chickens and cows you can do. The rest is man’s work.  Besides the baby needs you.  You can’t tend to him while you are plowing the fields.”

“MAN’S WORK!?” She put her hands on her hips squaring up to him.  “I will have you know Mister this woman can do man’s work better than some men.  And I tie a sling around me and take the baby with me when I am going to be away from the house for more than a few minutes.”  He let go of the reigns squaring up with her.  He had a scowl on his face from her attitude but she didn’t back down. “Also I don’t have much money to pay you and if you think I’m gonna pay you in other ways then you should get on your horse and leave.”

He started walking towards her grabbing her harm “First of all WOMAN I don’t need or want your money and secondly” He paused as he sat down on a bucket pulling her over his knee.

“What are you doing?”  Beth demanded trying to pull out of his iron grip.

“Secondly I don’t take kindly to you thinking I’m gonna do you wrong.” With that he started smacking her bottom over her thin worn dress.

“Owww, stop you’re hurting me. I’m sorry I shouldn’t have said that.” He gave her a few more swats and he stood her up.

“Those were just love pats you will mind me and do as you’re told or you will be a sorry little girl.”

She huffed, “I am a grown woman.  How dare you spank me?!”  She was furious at him for taking such a liberty with her.  No one had ever dared spank her and she was not about to let this man do it now, not that she could really stop him if he had decided to.

He gave her a look that made her question herself for a moment.  “I am here to take care of you, even if that means I have to protect you from your own foolishness.  So if you want to push me now you know how I will deal with it; don’t you?  Now, Elizabeth I’m going into town and getting a few things I will be back to plow and I better not catch you plowing do you understand me? If you touch this team while I’m gone I will make that spanking I just gave you feel ten times worse do you understand?”

“Yes” She huffed, in a none too respectful tone.

“Elizabeth Jane” He said as he grabbed her arm “You best listen to me.”

Something about him saying her full name and the heat still coming from her back side made her feel loved and cared about for the first time in years.

“Yes sir I understand.” She stomped off.  “Who does he think he is riding in here with his spankings and threats and taking over my farm?” She kicked her foot on the ground kicking up dirt.

He chuckled she was cute all sassy.  She was talking to herself and not him but he overheard every single word.  “I’m Simon Andrews.  Us Andrews take care of a pretty lady in need and I’m here to take care of you.  That is how my Pa raised me.”  He called after her.

She jumped as she hadn’t expected him to hear her.  Quickly recovering herself she just stomped into the house and yelled “I’m not a woman in need MISTER!!” then she slammed the door.

He just tipped his hat and rode of that with a grin. “No you are a little girl in need of a very good spanking.” He chuckled to himself.

While in town he got a lot of greetings. When he told them where he was staying of course the women started gossiping right away.  They always thought Beth was poor and too lower class to be around and then she had that baby. He was glad when he ran into his uncle.

“Hey Simon; how are things with Beth?”

“She sure is a handful but I like the spit fire. The way the town’s folks talk about her you should’ve just sent her to us. Especially since she has a baby.”

“I tried but she wouldn’t go. Me and your aunt were supposed to take the baby and we still might. She gave him to us at birth but he wouldn’t drink cow’s milk or even take a bottle at all.”

“Give you the baby? Why on earth would she do that?”

“Son do you know how she got that baby? She’s never had a husband not even a beau for that matter. That’s why I didn’t say anything about the baby in my letter. I didn’t want the whole family knowing her business and the baby was supposed to be with us. The baby doesn’t even have a name.”

Simon shook his head. “I figured as much that she never had a beau.  I’m ok with the baby and I’m glad she didn’t give him up. We will figure it all out.”

“You are a good man Simon.”

            “Thank you sir. I’m just gonna try and do want any good man would. She is a woman in distress that needs someone.”

“That she is son.”

“I best get back to the farm and see what she is up to. I’m very glad you sent for me she needs me. I also think I she could be good for me in a way.”

“Does she think that?”

“No but she will in time.” They both chuckled as they rode off to their respective destinations.

Sunday, June 30, 2013

Friday, June 28, 2013


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Thursday, June 27, 2013

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Wednesday, June 26, 2013

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Monday, June 24, 2013

The winner of the paddle is......... Corinne Alexander.  Congratulations!!!!!!   Please email me at so I can get some information for your paddle.

Thank you for everyone that participated.  If you are interested in getting a paddle you can email me as well.  Otherwise we will give another one away at the fall event. 

Paddle Drawing

We have had a death in the family.  I am heading home to be with my husband.  I will do the drawing for the paddle this evening.  If you have not entered and wish to do so please comment on this post or the Spankee Doodle Dandy post and I will put your name in the drawing.  I planned to do the drawing at 5pm.  It might be slightly after that due to these circumstances.

Excerpt from E-Date

Angie was thinking of all these things when she heard her IM alert telling her she had a message.  She looked and smiled, it was lovingleader. 

lovingleader:  “Hey how’s my girl tonight?”

          littleangel:  “Tired, it’s been a hard day.”

          lovingleader:  “I’m sorry.  Why was it hard?”

          littleangel:  “Work.  There is someone there who just doesn’t think I know how to do my job.  He is constantly trying to tell me how to do things and he knows nothing about what I do.  It is just difficult.”

          lovingleader:  “I understand, I have someone at work that is difficult to work with as well.”

          littleangel:  “I don’t really want to even think about work anymore.”

          lovingleader:  “I can agree with you there.  What would you like to talk about?”

          littleangel:  “Hmmmmmm, how about snuggling….lol”

          lovingleader:  “Cute, but kind of hard to do through a computer, and talking about it is not near as fun as doing it.”

          littleangel:  “True.”

          Angie talked to lovingleader for several hours before he insisted she go to bed. 

lovingleader:  “It’s getting pretty late baby.  You need to get in bed.  We both have work tomorrow.”

littleangel:  “I don’t want to go to bed yet.  I like talking to you.  I’m not the least bit tired.”

lovingleader:  “Are you arguing with me young lady?”

littleangel:  “ummmm….kind of…maybe….just a little bit.”

lovingleader:  “Do you think that is wise?”

littleangel:  “Well considering that you can’t do anything about it, I’m thinking maybe yes?”

lovingleader:  “I have a very long memory.  So I ask again do you really want to argue with me?”

littleangel:  “Sigh, I guess not.”

lovingleader:  “That’s better.  Now get in bed.  I will talk to you tomorrow night.”

littleangel:  “Yes sir. Goodnight.”

He always insisted that she go to bed.  Telling her to be good and go to bed because she needed her rest for work.  It was nice having someone that cared about her like that, even if it was only an online friend right now.  He was sweet yet definitely had the dominant traits that she wanted in a man.  Maybe one day she would get up the nerve to ask him more personal questions.  So far she had avoided asking where he lived, or his real name, or any of that kind of information.  She just enjoyed their conversations and daydreamed about what he might be like in person.

Once she signed off IM, she went and got changed for bed but was still restless.  It had been a very bad day at work and she was still way too wound up.  She knew she had agreed to go to bed but she was torn between going to bed and tossing and turning or staying up until she became tired.  She couldn’t lie to him, so she decided to fudge it.  She went to bed, stayed there a few minutes and then got up and got back online signing in to email but not on IM.  That way she could say she had gone to bed if he asked which he sometimes did.

Because she typically got so engrossed in her conversations with lovingleader, she had let herself get behind in responding to the group posts, so she worked her way through the backlog of posts responding here and there, not thinking that the time stamp on the posts would let him know what she was doing.  Just over an hour later as she was finished catching up on the posts and finally feeling tired but much better, she was a shocked to see an email from him.  If the subject line were any indication, the content of the email was not going to be pleasant.   She knew he was only on email and couldn’t do anything, yet his comment that he had a long memory caused a knot to form in her stomach because what if they did meet and develop a relationship.  Maybe not listening to him wasn’t such a great idea after all.

The subject line said “Direct Disobedience Young Lady?!”  Angie looked at the email and wondered if she should even open it.  She thought about ignoring it and just going to bed but knew that was just delaying the inevitable.  Unless she just deleted it the email wasn’t going to just go away, and if she did that she would still have to talk to him about it tomorrow.  The only way to avoid it would be to stop talking to him altogether and that idea made Angie feel sick.  She really liked this man, more than she had anyone before.  He was exactly the type of man she had hoped to meet one day so the idea of just avoiding him was…..well just not an option.  Angie sat there for several long minutes staring at the email, before she finally took a deep breath and clicked on it to open it.

I told you that it was bedtime.  You know you have to be up early for work and you have a much worse time at work when you do not get enough rest.  Every single time we have talked the day after you didn’t get enough rest you have told me about how hard your day was and how bad your mood was.  Yet when I told you to go to bed you just signed out of IM and stayed up to do other things online.  I can see that you do need someone to look out for you.  There is no question about it that this was direct disobedience.  I wonder what we should do about this.  I told you I have a very long memory, I will not forget.  I strongly suggest you get your little butt in bed where it belongs young lady.

           Angie sighed, hit reply simply wrote. “Yes sir. I’m sorry. I’m going.” Then she shut her computer down and went to bed.  She lay awake for a few minutes thinking about what he would say to her the next night when they talked.  She was sure that had they been an actual couple and not just an online couple she would be in real trouble.  That gave her a mixed feeling.  She longed for a man like lovingleader to be in her life, to take care of her and be the one she could depend on always, yet the idea of landing herself in trouble made her nervous.  It was with all of these thoughts running through her mind that she drifted off to sleep for the few remaining hours before she had to get up for work.
April - for the rest of the story

Excerpt from Randolph's Mill - Book 4

          The week following Naomi and Joel’s wedding was another busy week with the men not only doing their regular lumber orders, but also setting aside enough lumber to build Isaac and Hannah’s cabin.  Their cabin raising was to be the following Saturday.  Wednesday brought a visit from Esther’s mother and sisters, Hannah and Rebekah.  Sarah visited with her daughter for a while and then excused herself to go and visit Clara while she was to discuss a few minor details about the wedding.  Though they had already planned and executed two weddings, each one needed a little something different to set it apart from the rest and make it special.  She told Hannah and Rebekah to mind their manners and she’d be back shortly to get them as they needed to get home because they had plenty of work to do before Saturday’s cabin raising.

As usual Rebekah was her usual shy quiet self, preferring instead to sit back and listen to the others and let them take the lead.  She was a loving, gentle girl and didn’t care if she wasn’t the center of attention.  Hannah on the other hand was the drama queen of the family, so after their mother had gone to see Clara leaving the three girls alone, she nearly set Esther’s teeth on edge.  “Oh Esther, how awful you must feel!  Is married life as miserable as you had feared it would be?  It most certainly must be.  After all you were FORCED to marry Seth Randolph!  Is he as overbearing a husband as he has always seemed?  As ALL the Randolph men are?  We must, ABSOLUTELY MUST find a way to stop any more weddings before they happen.  I know for you and Naomi it’s too late, you’re already married, but the rest of us shouldn’t have to suffer like you two are.  Of course we’ll always be here for you and Naomi anytime you need us.  We love you!  You’re my sister and she’s my cousin!  You do know you can count on me anytime don’t you?”  And Hannah went on and on and on not seeming to notice that Esther was doing all she could do to not smack her insensitive sister.

“Do you have ANY ideas what we could do to prevent the cabin raising and my wedding from happening?  I’m next you know.  It’s awful!  Just awful I tell you!  I’m losing my appetite and I’m having an awful time sleeping,” all the time munching on the cookies Esther had set out on the table as refreshment for her guests.  She didn’t appear to notice that all the while she was talking about losing her appetite and not being able to eat a thing that she was making a pig of herself with the cookies.   “Pleaaaassssseeeee tell me you have some ideas!  You know I’m just not as good at coming up with ideas like you are Essie.  You are a mastermind!  What can I do to stop this.  It quite simply must not happen or I’ll die.  I’ll just die!”

Esther wanted to shake her sister.  She absolutely was the most dramatic person she had ever met.  She wondered at why that had not bothered her as much when she was living at home as it seemed to now.  Probably because of the way she was talking about her husband.  Seth and the other Randolphs were good men and they didn’t deserve to have her sitting her talking about them in this manner.  At the same time Esther did not want to deal with her sister’s temper tantrum if she didn’t help her think of something that would help her.  Maybe if she thought of something that she knew Hannah had no chance of pulling off then she could come up with an idea that would not get her in trouble and Hannah would be happy as well.  “Give me a few minutes to think Hannah.”

“Oh thank you Essie.  I knew I could count on you.  You are the best.  I miss you so much at home.  You have no idea what it is like without you there.  It just isn’t the same.  We need you there.  Only Abigail has any of the talent that you have for coming up with good ideas and now that we don’t have Missy to carry notes between us I never can seem to ask her anything without someone hearing, so you are my only hope.”

“Hannah, I love you, but if you don’t stop talking for a few minutes and give me a chance to think I won’t be able to come up with anything either.”  Esther knew her tone had a bite of impatience to it but she couldn’t help it.  Hannah was about to drive her crazy.

“I’m sorry Esther.” Hannah said coldly responding to Esther’s tone in shock.  She had never known Esther to be impatient with her before.  Rebekah was surprised as well but didn’t say anything.  She wondered if perhaps things were not as bad for Esther as Hannah thought.  She couldn’t bring herself to ask though, definitely not in front of Hannah.
April - for the rest of the story

Excerpt from Randolph's Mill - Book 3

          The next morning the girls were all very sore.  Their men had made sure that they would not soon forget their spankings.  Church was going to be miserable, sitting on the hard wooden benches.  All of the girls were more subdued than usual and much more compliant than was normal for them.  Their parents wondered if they had finally accepted the situation, but knowing their girls doubted that they had seen the last of their pranks.  The various rides to church were all quiet as the girls were all deep in thought.  They had no idea what they could do next to try to stop these weddings from happening.  Everything they had tried so far had only ended up getting them spanked and then they ended up acting like simpering fools as they let their men hug them, hold them and kiss them.  This pattern was not at all what they wanted.  They told themselves they wanted these men to give up and decide they were more trouble than they were worth but so far the Randolphs had proven that they were just as stubborn as the girls, and had bested them at every turn.  Naomi realized that she only had one week left before she would become Mrs. Joel Randolph.  Her freedom would be completely gone.  If she truly admitted it to herself there was a part of her that really did like Joel and was attracted to him.  He was ruggedly handsome and extremely strong.  Working on the mill, cutting down all the trees and milling them into lumber, had left all of the Randolph boys broad and muscular.  She would have to have been blind not to notice.  But Naomi did not want to get married yet, and definitely not to someone that would demand obedience.

          Obedience, Naomi sighed to herself, that one word was one that she simply didn’t like.  She wanted to be able to do what she wanted when she wanted to do it.  She did not want to have someone telling her how to behave and expecting her to listen.  Naomi knew that her parents loved her, and she knew that Joel did as well, but they were always bossing her around and she didn’t think she wanted that forever.  How could she get out of this marriage?  What could she do to stop it happening?  Frustration welled up inside her.  The girls had made a plan for their lives.  They had intended to try to find a business they could run together and all live together, marrying only when they wanted and to men that would not come between them and their sisters and cousins.  They would marry men that would not demand obedience from them.  She knew it had been idle dreaming, as they had never even really decided on what they could all do but she wanted that dream; it had been years since she had been enamored with the Randolph boys.  They had totally destroyed that fascination with their bossy ways.  It was their bossiness that had caused the girls to decide they didn’t want these boys, now these men were the ones they were destined to be with.  What a mess.  What was she to do?

          As she sat in church Naomi didn’t hear anything that was being said.  She was too deep in thought.  The other girls were worried about Naomi, she looked so distant and they hoped she had not been defeated.  After church while everyone was talking they managed to get a few minutes with Naomi where others were not listening.  “Naomi what is wrong?  You do not seem yourself at all,” Abigail asked.

          “I am just trying to figure out what we can do to stop this wedding.  I only have six days left,” Naomi said with desperation in her voice.

          Ruth looked at her sister with deep compassion.  “I know.  We will come up with something.  Abigail, why don’t you wander over and see if you can get Missy to come over and join us.”

          Abigail nodded and wandered over to where Missy was standing talking to her mom.  “Hey Missy, come on over and visit with us for a while.”  Missy hesitated but went having a nagging sensation that they would be asking her to participate in more of their pranks.  She knew that the part she played was very small but it still made her uncomfortable sometimes.

          Missy and Abigail casually walked back to where the other girls were talking.  Even though there were many people around Naomi had managed to come up with an idea for a plan that she thought would finally work to stop her wedding as she and her sister and cousins were talking.  She had been thinking about it all through church and she had passed the idea on to the others in whispered installments whenever no one was around to hear.  But anytime anyone did come by their conversation was normal and completely innocent.  At one point Abigail said loudly, “Missy do you think you could come over for a visit tomorrow?”

          Missy was not used to being such a large part of one of the girl’s pranks.  It was her biggest role ever, even bigger than helping them to hide the nails for the cabin building.  She was very uncomfortable and fidgeted.   “I, um, I guess so. I will have to check with mamma.”

          Ruth nudged her hard, “calm down or you will blow this whole thing.  Stop acting so nervous.  We need to be able to count on you to do your part.  We can’t pull this off without you.  Act natural.”
April - for the rest of the story