Brent Carmichael loved Corbin's Bend. A
small community at the base of the Rocky Mountains just for spankofiles, he
worked tirelessly to make sure everything ran smoothly and that the residents
were safe and happy. He never intended1! to fall in love but when Charmagne
Kendle stumbled into his life, he found an attraction he had no intention of
fighting.
Char moved to Corbin's Bend after losing
her job, her apartment, and her fiancé all in one day. She had no idea she was
actually moving to a spanking community but with the freedom to explore her
secret fetish, she found herself happily upended over Brent's lap.
As their relationship deepened into
domestic discipline, her ex appeared wanting her back. Now she had to choose.
The rich, handsome, and charming Nathan Korven or former police officer Brent
Carmichael. To find her bliss, there was really only one choice.
Brent and Marcus spoke in quiet voices as she was given two
shots and four stitches. When he finished the tape on her bandage, she was
glad. Doctors were not her favorite people.
“I would like to see you tomorrow,” Marcus said as Brent
helped her to her feet.
“I’m sure I’ll be fi—”
“I'll bring her by. What time?” This time she did not swing
her head to look at him, but she glared daggers at the floor, imagining it as
his face. How dare he just lord it over her?
And worse, how dare it make her body tingle in a way she had
not felt in a very long time?
“I’m sure I’ll be fine,” she said after he insisted on carrying
her back out to his huge monster truck and setting her in the passenger seat as
gently as if she were a baby. “I’ll just go to bed the moment I ge—”
“No, you won’t,” he said firmly as he put the key in the
ignition and started up the beast with a mild roar. “You were in an accident,
Ms. Kendle, and hit your head. You need to be watched tonight and, as you don't
have someone else to do it, I will.”
The words should have set her off, but strangely she felt
taken care of. She was not sure how to feel about that and, as she was not sure
how to respond, she changed the subject. “There's all sorts of food in my
truck. It's probably frozen by now.” Great, she’d just purchased all that food
and it would probably be unusable.
“I texted Lelo to check out your truck. Knowing his wife,
Kelli, she would have noticed the food and put it somewhere safe.”
That was… strange. Nice, but strange. Who goes out of their
way to look after their neighbors like this? What was this? The twenty-first
century version of Leave It To Beaver?
Even with the pain medication, her head still hurt and she
found herself squinting since even though it was dark, there was still a
tremendous amount of snow falling and, combined with what was already on the
ground, it was rather blinding in the headlights. As Brent turned onto her
drive, she tensed, sure that at any moment they would slide backward and this
time she would end up in the hospital.
Surprisingly, his vehicle never swerved or slid once, just
made slow and easy progress up the hill. When they pulled around the trees, it
was to find her truck and a tractor parked in front of her garage. “I’ll get
you inside and then talk to Lelo about your truck.”
Okay, so that was taking things a bit too far. It was
obvious he was a nice guy, but he was also a bit of a Neanderthal. She could
take care of herself; she had been doing it for close to thirty years. The
problem was fighting the person inside who was shouting Let him do it, dummy!
Between the day she’d had and the meds the doctor had given
her, she was actually stunned when he suddenly appeared on her side of the
truck, quickly undoing her seatbelt and lifting her up just as gently as he’d
put her down.
Thianna D is an author of erotica and erotic
romance, many of her books either domestic discipline or BDSM in nature. She
loves to write about the emotional aspects of these kinds of relationships.
Finding
Their Bliss
came about from her fantasy about a
perfect community where spanking and loving discipline were the norm. She was
thrilled with nine other authors joined in to create the Corbin's Bend series,
a set of erotic spanking novels and novellas.
She hopes you have enjoyed Finding Their Bliss and that you will check out the other Corbin's
Bend books coming Summer 2014.
Keep up with Corbin's Bend at www.corbinsbend.com.
Spanking vs domestic discipline. Is there a difference?
Yes, there is. First off, you must understand that domestic discipline is a way of life and that the ‘discipline’ part does not necessarily mean spanking. It could be just a part of the overall whole. Within DD, or as I prefer to call it Loving Discipline, there are two (or more) people who have agreed to certain parameters. Such as one is the leader, one is the follower, and so forth. They agree to rules and when those rules are broken, discipline is used for a couple of reasons.
If you break a rule and don’t pay for it, how would you truly learn?
One of the great things discipline is good for is in getting rid of guilt. If you hurt your partner, whether it was through breaking a rule or telling a lie, or any manner of issues, the guilt can in many ways feel far worse than the actual fault in the first place. Discipline, if correctly applied, can take that guilt away.
As strange as it sounds, loving discipline can bring a couple closer together. When done with love and in a nurturing environment, the act of discipline is an intense emotional tie. Many bottoms/subs express the need to be near the person who disciplined them. There is no fear of the person doing the discipline though there may be a natural dislike of the discipline itself – but then again. If you enjoyed the discipline, it is no longer true discipline, is it?
Spanking can be used as a discipline form, but it is also a sexual fetish. Some people get turned on by being spanked or by spanking. It’s a very common fetish actually, and there is nothing wrong with it.
I’ve been asked if a person can find spanking a turn on and yet have it also be an effective form of discipline. If the person is in the right mindset, then yes it is possible. For instance, I find being spanked erotically a massive turn on. But, when I’m feeling guilty or the spanking is in the form of discipline, it becomes something different. For one thing, a disciplinary spanking is supposed to hurt in a bad way. Yes, it is. The point of discipline is to make you think about your actions and not to do them again. As such, there would be no sexual undertone, no stroking between my legs. Would he still be kind? Yes. Loving? Most definitely. But the reason for the spanking would preclude sexual desire.
In Finding Their Bliss, I have my hero and heroine involved in both kinds of spankings, albeit I still soften their discipline spanking enough to have it turn into a sexual need. In real life though? A true discipline spanking does not turn me on. It does, however, lighten the load.
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