I work the stables under Piers, the estate manager whose word is law. I keep testing it anyway.
Every shortfall is settled over the hay bale or the desk with his hand or the strap until I count each stroke. He claims me in the same space every time.
Discovery would ruin us both. I could leave for another post. I stay for the discipline only he delivers.
Scorching Regency MM erotica of spanking discipline and power exchange between an estate manager and his stableboy. For readers who crave commanding authority and the stable hand who submits to it.
