The Mail Order Bride's DDLG Spanking Agreement
Eleanor steps off the stagecoach into Montana dust, meeting Thorne's commanding gaze. His weathered hands steady her trembling form. Rules are established with authoritative tones that make her pulse quicken. When he calls her “little one,” something primal awakens — her need for structure colliding with his desire to protect and possess.
Eleanor came seeking financial security through a marriage of convenience. Instead, she discovers profound surrender across his knee, her gasps of pleasure echoing through the ranch as his firm hand delivers both discipline and the belonging she's craved her entire life.
