I arrived at Pendleton Hall to organize the archives. Thane requires my skills for the charter renewal. What binds us now is far more dangerous.
Every success or settled matter summons me to the archive table. There I lift my skirts, count each strike aloud, and confess my past failures before he claims me.
Discovery would destroy the dukedom and my position. I could end the arrangement at any time. I never will.
Scorching Regency spanking erotica featuring shame play and discipline. For readers who crave dominant Dukes and the women who yield to them.
