Stormy Night Publications Publishers of BDSM and Kink Erotica
When she left her small hometown, Judy planned to prove that she was more than capable of making it on her own without anyone bossing her around. Months later, she isn’t sure whether living in a run-down motel and earning her living serving cocktails while constantly striving to avoid the groping hands of drunken casino patrons counts as making it on her own.
Nonetheless, when her brother’s best friend Daniel—a childhood crush of hers—shows up in Las Vegas hoping to bring her home, she is too proud to agree. Then, suddenly, her world is thrown into chaos when Vinny Cicero—son of the most powerful man in the city, Don Cicero—guns down an innocent man before her eyes, and Judy flees to the only person she knows will help her. Minutes later Vinny lies dead on the floor of Daniel’s hotel room, and Judy finds herself leaving Las Vegas after all.
Living in hiding chafes at Judy, however, and when the circumstances all but force her to rush into a marriage with Daniel, she does her best to make his life miserable… until she pushes him too far. To her dismay, Judy soon learns that her new husband is fully prepared to bare her bottom and chastise her firmly when she makes it necessary.
In spite of their less than ideal circumstances and his firm discipline, Judy cannot help but grow closer to Daniel as the weeks pass and she discovers that the same man who spanks her soundly when she behaves like a naughty girl is also more than ready to hold her in his arms to comfort her when she wakes up in the night. Still, she wonders how long they can live in fear for their lives. Will Don Cicero’s hitmen tear the young couple apart without ever firing a shot, or will their love prove strong enough to endure whatever they face?
Author: Chula Stone
Word Count: 42,900
eBook Price: $4.95
Excerpt
“Quit that backtalk right now! I told you how naughty wives get spanked. Have you been spanked on your bare bottom yet?”
“No.”
“Then you haven’t been spanked yet. I took your pedal pushers off. Now hold still and let me pull your panties down like a good wife should.”
“Just hurry up and get it over with.”
“The husband decides how fast to go, little lady. A good wife waits and obeys when she’s getting punished.”
“But I don’t want to be punished!”
“Then next time, be good. This time, you’re getting spanked till your rear end is as red as a fire truck. Can you really stand there and tell me you don’t deserve it?”
She couldn’t do that, but it was just too awful to stand there in front of him with her pants down, her bottom already throbbing. Still, she had no choice. She couldn’t persuade him otherwise, and if she tried to move, he would only catch her again. He wasn’t letting her go. He was too strong and too determined. That thought brought the strangest feelings to her heart. He wouldn’t let her get away with the crazy things she was thinking and feeling. He wouldn’t let her lie around all day like a slob. He would stop her from feeling sorry for herself and rotting away like a potato in a cellar. Suddenly, she was glad for his determination and strength.
“I thought so,” he said. “You deserve it and you know you do. So stop struggling and accept what’s coming to you. Fight me and it will be worse. Prove to me you can be good and I’ll take that into account.”
She got very still, her heart hammering in her chest. He was going to spank her again, on her already very sore backside. He was going to punish her and make her squirm in his arms, but in the end, things would be all right again. She wanted that so much, she was willing to endure whatever he meant to give her.
“That’s a girl. My beautiful wife.” He pulled her panties down and rubbed her tender flesh. “This way, with your bottom up.” He guided her over his lap and started to spank. She did her best to stay still and quiet, only drumming her feet on the floor after particularly hard or painful swats, but a few yelps escaped. He spanked all her rear end over and over again until, drained of energy, she fell limply over his lap.
