General's Daughter Book 1
by Breanna Hayse Genre: Contemporary Romance
Lt. Samantha Quimby, USMC is a beautiful, brilliant and very unique young woman. Not only does she have the privilege of being the youngest known Special Ops officer in the Corps, but an unfortunate accident during a dive in the Marinas Trench leaves her permanently amphibious! Her new found ocean freedom, combined with her unique ability with ocean mammals and an overtly defiant and somewhat reckless nature, wreaks havoc on her very loving, but very strict family. Her father and uncle, both USMC Generals., and her older brother, Michael, are in constant pursuit of trying to keep her safe from herself and her own curiosity and often thoughtless actions. In desperation, the three resort to old-fashioned military discipline.
Sam is appalled, but it does not take long for her to discover that love can be expressed in a firm and consistent manner upon her little bottom. Love, laughter, duty, and obedience frames the young woman's life and, despite a constant sore backside, she couldn’t be happier.
Publisher's Note: This is the first of a six book progressive series from coming of age in a DD household to discovering romance and advancing into maturity and exploring BDSM. The rerelease of the Generals' Daughter series contains new elements and the growth and maturing of the characters not seen in the original version. This larger volume of the 'story' line is the same, but the characters and their lives have whole new meaning and much more interaction. Even Ton is more opinionated than before! If you liked the original version, you will LOVE this one!
Without warning, the sharks quickly turned and targeted the girl. Ton appeared out of nowhere and intercepted two of the fish as Michael slammed one in the snout with his fist. Ton went after a fourth when Michael grabbed his sister’s shoulder, jarring her out of concentration. He could see her eyes widen as she recognized him.
“Michael? What’s going on?” She seemed dazed.
“Get your little ass back to that lab now,” Michael hissed, pushing her from the rocks before reattaching the neuroband around his neck. Ton followed and imaged his displeasure with his calf and sent strong thoughts to Michael to ‘bite her tail flukes.’ Michael couldn’t help but grin. The whale was finally getting the idea about how to discipline land walkers!
When they entered the tank, Ton shoved Sam into the glass, flicked his flipper against her hip, and left with a resounding spout. Sam stared after him in disbelief.
“I believe you just got a cetacean version of a spanking, little sister,” Michael said loudly as he yanked her out of the tank, ignoring the snickers of the tech team and her resultant blush.
Up a Notch
General's Daughter Book 2
BIGGER, BETTER, and with MORE ATTITUDE!
The General's Daughter is back, and she's at it again! True to her nature, Samantha Quimby finds a way to wreak havoc on the California coastline clear up to Alaska where she defies nature itself. This time, her entire family decides to bring things "Up A Notch" to try to get her to understand that she is not only loved and cared for, but that she is her own worst enemy.
This sequel to The Siren, Generals' Daughter Book 1, finds Sam in more precarious situations than even she can imagine as she comes of age and discovers her own power as a beautiful and intelligent young woman.
Her father, uncle and brother.... along with some outside help... plan on getting their points across to her in one way or another. Of course, Sammi's stubbornness can only be broken through in one embarrassing way... old fashioned discipline.
Does this stop her from pulling endless pranks on her brother, or risking her own safety in the 'name of science?' But she certainly has fun trying... UNTIL she’s busted!
“Did you learn anything here, baby?” he asked, wiping her cheek with his hand.
She nodded and rubbed her aching backside. “Yes. The next time I pull a prank on you, I need to decide if it’s worth this.”
“The next time?” Michael groaned.
Sam shrugged. “Blame it on the Jenkins’ gene pool. I can’t promise to resist a prime opportunity if it rears its ugly head. Hey, don’t look so scared. At least you’ll know it’s not me getting you all worked up with dolphin porn.”
Her brother shook his head. “I’m never going to win, am I?”
“Probably not. Hug me.”
Caught in a Net
General's Daughter Book 3
Sam’s at it again! USMC lieutenant, Samantha Quimby, is beautiful, brilliant and ‘an independent thinker’ whose biggest delight is challenging the strict rules and regulations set by her commanding general father and uncle. Even more enjoyable is when she can slip past her big brother Michael’s watchful eye and follow her own path. As intelligent as she is, Sam’s need to pursue her own interests without considering the consequences subjects her frustrated family to trying every avenue of discipline they can think of. They conclude that nothing grabs the girl’s attention like attending to some old fashioned military discipline and an awful lot of love. But keeping her attention is another issue….
Her unique abilities and physical alterations after a life-threatening accident have also led her to ‘translate’ the cetacean code, which the image of being ‘caught in a net’ simply means… Trouble! After she and Michael complete a particularly dangerous Special Ops mission, Sam faces the most difficult challenge yet.
Lt. Richard Lewis, a handsome engineer who seems to display the best characteristics of the men in her beloved family… And the worse! It doesn’t take long for Sam to discover that the serious minded young man is determined to keep her safe, and that he won’t hesitate to impart his firm beliefs directly to her rebellious bare bottom!
Instead of coming to her rescue, he family approves highly of the new addition to the crew and the methods he uses to ensure good behavior from their naughty, little Siren. As if it’s not tough enough for Sam, even her best friend and constant ocean companion, the killer whale- Ton- is now requesting that Richard joins the family in 'biting her tail flukes!'
Poor Sammi just can't get a break... not even when she discovers her power as a beautiful, young woman and how to use it to get her way with Richard. Little does she know, but her new boyfriend is both willing, and able, to turn the tide and catch his lovely little mermaid in a net of his own design.
He pointed toward the break where a tall black fin protruded through the shimmering slate-blue water. It followed the waves until catching the crest that lifted the massive, streamlined body above the peak. Richard stared, dumbfounded, as the whale bodysurfed to the shore and launched onto the smooth sand where he banked himself using his customary wiggle and jaw
“He likes making a grand entrance. Sorry,” Michael sighed.
“Holy shit. He’s enormous.”
“His name’s Tonrar, but we call him Ton. He’s a young Brigg’s Orca who claims me as his calf and is just as bossy and obnoxious as the other men in my life. Ton? This is Richard,” she said aloud as she imaged a mate.Ton wasn’t impressed and spouted. Sam sighed and placed her palms on either side of his snout and re-imaged her pod plus Richard. He spouted again.
“What’s going on?” the young man asked.
“I’m trying to introduce you as part of my pod and he isn’t thrilled about it.”
“Pardon?” Richard looked at Michael.
“Bizarre, right? Don’t be insulted. So far, Sam’s the only human who’s earned his regard. The rest of us Landwalkers are just shark chum.”
“Michael, please stop arguing with Ton and stop flipping him off. I can’t concentrate,” Sam requested.
“I’m not flipping him off. He’s the one insulting me.”
“Are you imaging rotted fish being shoved in his face? Oh yeah, he told me. Cut it out.”
“He has my face attached to a squid’s body. How is that fair?”
“It’s not, but he’s bigger than we are and knows better than to argue.”
“Mike, you need to explain what you guys are talking about. This conversation between the two of you—"
“Three of us,” Sam corrected.
“Remember when you asked about what we do? This is part of it. Samantha has a neuropathic connection with the cetaceans that seems to have been activated by a neurotransmitter that I developed. I’m not wearing mine, but now and then I get some stronger images flashed to me. I can sometimes send images back, especially with Ton. I know it’s hard to believe. It confounds me at times, too.”
“No, you may not eat him! Ton, what’s wrong with you? My bull approved. Will you please meet him?” The girl stomped her foot in frustration.
Richard looked skeptical. “Eat me? She's kidding, right?”
“I'm afraid not. That’s Ton’s solution for everything. Don’t worry. He’s all snort and little bite. Most of the time, anyway, and as long as you aren’t a shark or attacking his calf. Just follow her instructions to the letter.”
“What the hell is she doing? Stop her!” Richard gasped as Sam climbed inside the whale’s large mouth and stretched her body across his jaws. Michael grabbed his arm to prevent him from running toward the pair.
“She knows what she’s doing. This is how she submits to him and shows her trust. He’ll soften up soon. We aren’t going in until she gives the okay.”
“Samantha knows how to submit?” Richard asked, suppressing a twitch from his mouth. “That’s an interesting choice of words to use to describe such an independent woman.”
“Independent or not, she is the only female in a house full of testosterone. We allow her to exercise her feminine control only so much.”
“You better not be talking about me, Michael Scott! Ton’s sharing some things that you’re saying and I don’t like them!” Sam remarked, working herself deeper between the whale’s teeth.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, shrimp. Is Ton okay? You’re freaking out Richard.”
General's Daughter Book 4
Poor Sam! Not only does the brilliant, young lieutenant constantly find trouble every time she turns the corner, but now she faces a dilemma that leaves her in a quandary.
She’s face to face with a hot, dominant man who wants nothing more than to teach her what it feels like to be a woman, but he insists on honoring her family’s request to wait!
When Sam discovers she can ‘converge’ with Richard much in the way she integrates with the cetaceans- and that she can insert a few ‘suggestions’ into the young man’s mind- she can’t help but experiment.
The result? Just say there aren’t enough cold showers in the world to stop the affects associated with her new-found power, nor are there pillows soft enough to make sitting more comfortable for Sam each time she’s busted!
Meanwhile, Michael’s romance with Teagan is quickly blossoming. He thinks she might even be the one- particularly when she admits to desiring a D&S relationship. Despite Sam’s warnings that fantasy is always better than reality, Teagan begins to test her boundaries with her strong alpha male boyfriend, and finds herself in a position that is NOT what she expected.
The wind continued to blow, sending splatters of droplets onto her face when she stepped outside. She looked around to ensure none of the neighbors could see her, and tossed Richard’s t-shirt into the house.
She ran naked to the center of the yard and twirled on the wet grass, her arms and face lifted to the sky as the rain pattered down. Exhilarated, she skipped to the water’s edge and waded knee-deep into the sandy bay.
“Ton? Can you hear me?”
No response. Glancing over her shoulder to make sure Richard wasn’t watching, she waded in farther until the water touched her shoulders. She called for Ton again, this time receiving a trickled response. He was far away and avoiding the storm. He then imaged several dolphins wrapped in nets before escaping into open water.
He had been helping her pod to safety so she wouldn’t be hurt if one of them were injured. Guilt came over her, and she slowly submerged to send her apologies to all of them for being so selfish.
“Sam?” She heard Richard’s muffled voice call.
“I’m right here,” she said, rising from the water and walking toward him like a creature from Greek mythology.
“Dear God, you’re beautiful,” he whispered, taking in the sight of her naked body and long, red hair lifting in the wind.
She smiled and kissed him. “You make me feel beautiful. Ton was protecting my dolphin pod. My family is safe.”
“I can feel your relief. Are you—”
“That’s the pod. This is me,” she said, locking her lips to his.
“Let’s get out of the rain,” he said huskily as he brushed her hair behind her ear. With one more kiss, he took her hand and led her inside.
General's Daughter Book 5
What's Sam up to this time?
For once, believe it or not, the trouble she's getting into isn't her fault!
After losing her temper and physically flattening a jerk on base for sexual misconduct, USMC Lt. Samantha Quimby is approached by the lovely Col. Joyce Howe under the pretense of an SJA inquiry. Instead of punishment, Sam’s ordered on a secret assignment to investigate a dangerous situation in a local high school where several military dependents attend. No problem, right? WRONG.
Except for her father and uncle, everyone believes she’s placed on administrative leave and is allegedly sent 'back to school' to learn how to socialize with people closer to her age. It wouldn't be so bad if her folks were home to fish her out of trouble, but they're called cross-country to a mandatory meeting. That means her brother, Michael, and her boyfriend, Richard, are left in charge.
Behaving like a high schooler is not in her blood- nor can she keep her mouth shut in class. From rolling her eyes in Calculus to reading Tolstoy in Russian, the girl keeps paving her way for more trouble when the frustrated principal calls Michael to pick her up. Now, the boys can deal with Sam’s saucy attitude, but they can't overlook her sneaking out of the house, stealing her uncle's Hummer, or lying to them. Yep, she’s busted- but she’s under orders NOT to tell anyone about her mission!
If all this isn't enough to contend with, Sam's relationship with Richard has reached the place where neither of them can’t deny their need for one another. Promise, or no promise, Richard’s determined to make Sam his- and she's not about to stop him!
Sam nodded and allowed him to wrap her wrists together in the belt loop which he anchored securely to the docking post. With her arms restrained firmly over her head, he returned to worshipping her breasts with his mouth and hands. Her tension quickly dissipated as he introduced her to the wondrous sensation of his skilled lips and the awareness of being completely vulnerable and seduced. Her reaction was amazing. He continued to trace the curves of her body, pausing briefly to blow warm, moist air to the hollow between her thighs before traveling down the length of her legs. He returned to her lower abdomen and bikini line and teased her with his tongue and teeth.
“This is torture,” she groaned, twisting her hips in an effort to find some relief. Richard smiled, acknowledging her discomfort. “Now you know how I feel when you convergence with me. Tell me—how does this make you feel?” He gently parted her knees and nibbled along her inner thighs and the backs of her legs. To his delight, her juices flowed and begged to be tasted.
“Oh, my God,” she whimpered. “I need you.”
“Tell me. What do you need?”
“If you don’t tell me, I’ll stop.” He called her bluff. He couldn’t stop even if he wanted to!
BDSM/AP lifestyler Breanna Hayse strives to give her readers truth and reality of the BDSM/Age-Play/Total Power and Erotic Exchange lifestyle.
Who am I?
I'm a native Californian gone 'wild', and had the opportunity to travel the globe and discover the world through the eyes of both a Marine Intelligence specialist and a BDSM lifestyler. I left the service to go into hospice nursing and grief counseling, eventually working as a marriage and family therapist for those involved in alternative lifestyle development. This experience has allowed me to gain unique inspiration for my books and offer realistic plots and relatable characters.
In 2004, my husband, John, and I joined forces to work with both submissives and dominants- teaching, training, listening and loving. Our goal was to take the mystery and fear out of the lifestyle and mentor people in safe, consensual and healthy relationships.
My first book, The Game Plan, was published in 2012 and opened the door to the now-booming world of Age-Play literature. Since that time, I've devoted my 'spare' time to writing, researching, community involvement, and private and group pro bono counseling in deviant behavior, alternative lifestyle, and addiction recovery.
I was formally 'dungeon trained' as a Domme before discovering my submissive side when I joined the service. My scenarios are pulled primarily from either personal experience or observation, including spending time in BDSM clubs as the safety/medical officer. My multi-faceted background allows me to glean from many avenues and give a unique and intelligent literary experience through elements of fantasy and fiction. I also discuss the questions and psychology of the lifestyle in a manner that is fun and informative, and based on 'the real deal.'
I live with my husband, musician, and fellow-author, John Hayse, and two border collies in southern California. We practice a 24/7 D&S relationship with speckles of AP (and many trips to Build-A-Bear), and happily spend every moment together that we can. My hobbies include my puppies, hiding my vanilla salt-water taffy where John can't find it, exotic art, collecting inspirational trinkets, and developing my own paddle line. You can also see me as a featured author/instructor in professional conference settings and as a Sexpert for kinkyliterature.com.
The Generals' Daughter Series is one very near and dear to my heart. It's my ultimate fantasy of life growing up in a loving family and then coming of age and discovering romance. But there’s much more behind the book:
I started writing the original Generals' Daughter when I was twelve. It didn’t close it until I left for the service and began a journey of self-discovery. The book was comprised of over two-thousand typed pages of a life I longed for. For anyone who's read my autobiography (The General's Little Angel), it's easy to understand the reason I needed to an escape from the world. This imaginary family, with its love, protectiveness, and respect, was all I had to keep me focused. They also saved my life.
As a survivor of childhood sexual and ritual abuse, I struggled daily with fear, depression, and emotional pain. I received continuous reminders that I was a failed abortion and had ruined my parents’ lives simply by existing. The mental, physical, and emotional abuse continued well into my late teens and led me to a state where I seriously considered the next move. Suicide.
Instead, I wrote, day and night, looking for an answer and an escape, from the pain I suffered. I found both through these characters. They loved me through all the real-life hatred. They gave me purpose and direction. They gave me the self-confidence to overcome the cruelty and selfish motives of those who tried to drown me in their lies.
It's sad to say that these types of people still exist today, and I've been the recipient of their hatred, animosity, and bullying. Even as an adult, the pain these people cause can be devastating. However, as long as I keep writing, the Generals are always there to talk me off the edge and urge me forward. They aren’t imaginary friends—they are the voices of my own heart. These voices join with those who truly love me- my husband, my family, my friends, my readers, and so many of my fellow authors. Through them, I have the courage and strength to reach out to others who’ve been hurt and give them the hope and support.
Depression, abuse, domestic violence, and mental illness are not things to take lightly. They are serious issues that can push even the strongest person to a place of no return. Words can give us power as much as they can be used as weapons to destroy, so I urge my readers to stand up against bullying of any kind. Even ‘liking’ something like a Face Book post that mocks or attacks anyone with perceived mental illness can be the very thing that will cost a life. You never know what that person is experiencing- and no decent human being would want to be the one who aided in the taking of a life.
To those of you who struggle, remember that the scars we bear serve not as a sign of disfigurement, but a reminder of the pain we had to overcome. Embrace these words:
With all my love,
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