I married the countess to protect the estate. The rules were meant to be a formality.
Every review of the inheritance papers takes us to the study. She orders me over the desk and spanks me until my skin burns and I am begging for more. The correction grows stricter with each passing week and I return for it anyway. Her hand on me is the only anchor I have. The fear of losing her is what keeps me here.
I could end this marriage and walk away. I have never done so.
Scorching Victorian sapphic discipline erotica featuring over-the-desk spankings and a commanding countess with her bride. For readers who crave female authority and the wives who submit to it.
