She runs my estate like a general in petticoats, her loyalty to those tenants fiercer than any battle I've fought. I married her to anchor this crumbling inheritance, but her willfulness tests every shred of my discipline. One defiant glance across the candlelit library, and I know: she craves the firm correction she mocks with that sarcastic tongue.
I pull her over my knee, skirts hiked, bare skin bared to my palm. The sharp cracks echo off leather-bound shelves, turning her rebellion to gasps that twist my control into obsession. Each reddened mark on her glowing curves brands us both, her body arching into the sting that blurs punishment with the hottest surrender. She's my ruin, this bride who fights me even as she yields.
Our collisions scatter ledgers amid sweat-slicked fury, anger igniting thrusts that leave us trembling. In the locked study's shadows, her husky confessions crack my armored facade. I murmur orders like battlefield strategies, but her fire undoes me, exposing the vulnerability I bury under precision. She sees it. The one who should kneel sees straight through.
The estate teeters on her bold risks and my steady hand. Lose it, and her tenants suffer. Lose her trust, and my world fractures. Yet every over-the-knee lesson pulls her closer, her spirit unbowed but bending. How long before her defiance shatters us both, or forges something unbreakable?
A full-length Discipline Spanking Regency MaleDom erotic romance featuring a defiant estate manager turned viscountess and her authoritative viscount. Includes themes of disciplinary spanking and stern dominance.
