We’re getting closer! The movie should be released in late August, early September. I can’t wait for you to see it!
Heidi and Kaiser are the main focus, and the chemistry between these two is just incredible. The following stills are from the upcoming movie, The Seduction of Heidi, based on my book, Heidi and the Kaiser, starring Ryan Driller and Whitney Wright.
All excerpts are from my book, Heidi and the Kaiser.
Her bottom tingled, remembering how red his palm had been after he spanked her. Shifting in her seat, she crossed one knee over the other, trying to make herself more comfortable with the yearning ache between her legs.
Standing, he leaned his palms on the desk blotter, his eyes moving down the front of her t-shirt, looking at her hands in her lap. “Now, there is just the matter of your tardiness.”
Her heart leapt and she met his eyes, feeling faint. “My…tardiness?”
“One of the things I cannot abide is lateness.” He reached down and unbuckled his belt. She felt faint as she watched it slipping through the loops of his pants. “And you will find that I am quite unorthodox in my methods of discipline.”
He snapped the belt in his hands and she jumped, gasping, her hand going to her throat as she stared at him. Doubling it over, he slapped it against his palm, the belt whistling and then smacking his flesh. Heidi sat and wondered how much it would sting as she wiggled her bottom against the chair.
“It’s a Vincente.” He gave her a small smile. “Italian. Calf-skin, medium weight. Makes a nice sound, doesn’t it?” She couldn’t speak, she couldn’t move, all she could seem to do was stare at the belt in his hands as her whole body flushed with a trembling heat.
“Heidi?” He cocked his head, reminding her. “I asked you a question.”
“Yes, sir.” She drew a shaky breath.
“Come here,” he instructed. She recognized the tone immediately and obeyed, moving around to his side of the desk, amazed that her legs were holding her weight at all given how much they were shaking.
“You remember this?” He tilted her chin up and she met his eyes, nodding. “Everything pulled down and bend over.”
Heidi turned her back to him, knowing this was what she came for. She didn’t understand it and she didn’t try to, she just slid her shorts and panties down for him and bent over the desk as she was told. Her body was tight and tense with anticipation and she closed her eyes.
“Take them off,” he directed and she looked back at him, wiggling them the rest of the way down and stepping out. “And spread your legs.” She moved her thighs apart, feeling the cool air against the moist heat there, and gasped when his hands pressed them open even further.
“Put your hands flat,” he told her. “Fingers open.” Doing as she was told, she splayed her hands on the dusty rose colored blotter with its sharp maroon corners.
“Since you will now most likely be continuing in my employ…” He put his hands on the edge of the desk on either side of her, leaning his weight against her. “…I want you to understand that discipline will only be used when you have violated the rules. In terms of tardiness, you will receive one lash for every minute you are late. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mr. Kaiser.” She closed her eyes and longed to wiggle back against the hard flesh she felt teasing her thigh. She resisted the urge—barely.
“You will count it out.”
She bit her lip as he moved away, wanting the heat and weight of him again. The belt caressed her skin at first, tickling over her lower back and down between her cheeks and thighs. She didn’t expect that and it sent shivers up her spine. Under her t-shirt, her nipples stiffened against the blotter. It went on for a long time, the thick feel of the belt tracing patterns on her skin, until she was breathing hard and had goose bumps and was straining up on her toes towards the sensation. Just when she thought she couldn’t stand the tension another minute, the belt came down—CRACK—over her ass, making her gasp and moan.
“One!” she yelped, the bite of the belt creating a line of heat that radiated over her behind. The sting was incredible, much worse than his hand had been.
“Good.” He praised her, bringing the belt down again in the same spot.
“Two!” she gasped, trying to remember how late she had been. Three minutes? Five? She couldn’t think anymore as he delivered another blow, this time to the other cheek.
“Three!” She moaned, her hands curling into fists as the fire spread over her ass. The moment they did, his hands covered hers, the weight of him leaning in as he pressed her palms flat.
“Open,” he reminded her firmly.
“Yes, sir.” She gasped, nodding as he backed off and brought the belt down again, smacking her ass hard, the sound of it filling the room.
“Four!” She whimpered, feeling the sting of tears and blinking them back.
“One more, Heidi.” His hand moved over the fiery, red skin of her behind, a cool caress.
The belt came down with a tremendous THWAP and she arched, crying out, gasping, “Five!” as her eyes closed and her jaw clenched. The sting and burn was different today, a more localized, tender thing, rather than an overall heat. She bit her lip, waiting, listening to him breathing behind her and wishing there was a mirror here, so she could see his face.
“Turn around.”
His eyes burned their way over the swell of her breasts, down the soft slope of her belly and hips, lingering between her legs at the soft, downy blonde hair there.
“You liked it, didn’t you?” He leaned back in his chair. “Yesterday in the bathroom?”
She swallowed, fighting the urge to cross her arms over her chest. “Yes, sir.”
“Did it make you wet?” 
“Yes, sir.” She was unable to stop the slow flush in her cheeks at her admission.
He took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping her form, meeting her eyes. “Did you touch yourself after I left, Heidi?’
She lowered her eyes, biting her lip, feeling that delicious throb between her thighs. “Yes, sir.”
“Show me.” He leaned forward in his chair, eye-level with her little triangle of fur. “How did you do it?”
Heidi closed her eyes against his gaze, sliding her hand down between her legs and parting her swollen lips with her fingers. Her clit was throbbing, aching to be touched, and she worked it in slow circles, her breath coming faster, knowing he was watching.
“Yes,” she whispered, feeling his hand slapping her vulva. “Oh god, yes, Mr. Kaiser!”
The feel of his fingers smacking against the swollen lips of her pussy was too much, and it sent her shivering over the edge, sailing through the waves of her orgasm as she rolled and bucked against his desk. She moaned and spread and went up on her toes with it, rocking back against the force of the hand still spanking her between the legs. She didn’t move. She couldn’t. She gasped and panted on his desk, her hot cheek pressed to the blotter, stuck there, her fingers still moving slowly in the sticky mess between her thighs.
“Get dressed,” he said after a moment and she thought he just might be struggling to keep his breathing under control.
Standing, she found her clothes on the floor, pulling her shirt back on, then her panties and shorts, using his desk for balance. Her ears were ringing with her orgasm, and her bottom was nothing but heat…
