"Maintenance Night." The very words make a submissive woman shudder in dread – and anticipation. Lacey has always been just such a woman, and now she’s also a spanked wife, subject to her dominant husband’s rules, his discipline, and most of all, his desires. She loves Troy with every atom of her being, and can’t get enough of him. But if that’s the case, why does she persist in disobeying him? For a loving couple in a serious D/s marriage, disobedience has its punishments – and its rewards. And it’s on Maintenance Night that her husband decides to take Lacey’s submission to a deeper, even more intimate level. Warning – this BDSM short novella features the following themes: spanking, caning, Dominance/submission (M/F), sadomasochism, bondage, explicit sex (including anal), a Dom who loves his wife, and a sweet, but disobedient sub who might be in over her head. 14446 words

His sweet, submissive Lacey needed her strict, disciplinarian husband back. And she was about to get it. Being a submissive, well-spanked wife was pretty close to heaven on earth for Lacey Warren. The problem was, after the birth of her child, she was distinctly missing the “well-spanked” part. Perhaps she didn’t miss the pain of her punishments, the humiliation, and being bent to the iron will of her implacable, alpha male husband. Or maybe that was exactly what she was missing. Her problem was how to rekindle that red-hot, twisted, dark D/s undercurrent that used to run through every sexual encounter between she and her husband. Pushing him wasn’t an option; her husband would never do anything until he was good and ready. She’d resigned herself to a permanent change in their intimate lives…until the day he’d left her the letter. The old Troy had returned. With a vengeance. And it looked like Lacey was about to live out the very painful—but deeply sexual—reality of “be careful what you wish for.” It had been long enough. Holding himself back from taking his wife in hand once again had been the worst torture he’d ever been through. With a new baby, he had no choice. Now? Those days were over, and his Lacey was about to find out that the old Troy hadn’t disappeared. He’d only been waiting. Soon, he’d have her on her knees again, and back firmly under his thumb—and his hand. The days of his wife walking around with a pristine white bottom were coming to an end. The only question for Troy was: how far was he prepared to take her in order to show her their old D/s dynamic was very much still alive. Did he trust himself not to lead her too far down the road of deep, utter submission he required of her? When it came to his gorgeous, curvy wife, he would accept nothing less than her complete surrender. To a hard, strict man like him, Lacey was more than his wife. She was his possession. He intended to remind her of that in very sexual, painful, and even humiliating, ways. It was what she needed. It was what she craved. He would give her all of it, and more, in ways she could only dream about. Those dreams were about to become a dark, lurid, intensely passionate reality. It was what they both needed. There was more at play here than simply reminding his submissive wife that she was subject to her dominant husband in all things. His best friend Hunter’s marriage was slowly falling apart, and Troy suspected Lacey’s interest in helping Hunter might be more than...simple friendly support. It shocked him though how much that suspicion—and what it might mean—didn’t bother him. What’s more, since learning of the existence of the community of White Valley, a very unique town nestled high up in the Cascades of Washington state that embraced the deep D/s dynamic that Troy and Lacey lived, a possible solution had been percolating in Troy’s mind. What would it mean to live in a place like White Valley? Could it both strengthen his own D/s marriage…and help mend a best friend’s broken heart? Publisher's Warning: This steamy contemporary D/s romance is intended for mature audiences. 18 and over only! This novel contains the following themes or activities: pervasive D/s, intense and explicit sex, spanking and other corporal punishment, anal play, and other acts of (very) unequal power dynamics. If any of these might be offensive to you, please do not buy or read this book.

The Spanked Wives Club was much more than a place. For an entire town, it was a way of life... Moving to White Valley, a picturesque mountain town high in the Cascades of Washington state, seemed like a dream come true for Lacey. But as a strictly disciplined spanked wife, she knew there was always a catch when it came to anything her husband Troy wanted. Alpha male right down to his bones, it wasn't always easy toeing the line for her darkly handsome Lord and Master. Nothing came without complications—or a well-spanked bare bottom. And Lacey wouldn't have it any other way. For the ex-Ranger Hunter, agreeing to visit Troy's new town wasn't exactly a hard decision. Isolated, alpine beauty, a sleepy resort lifestyle, and a chance to see both his best friend and his curvy, gorgeous wife. A few days wouldn't kill him, right? But what Troy had neglected to tell him was that the town was much more than met the eye. Could Hunter really only visit for a short time, when it became plain that life in the close-knit community was something straight out of a spanko's deepest, darkest fantasy? Sure, in Lacey and Troy's marriage, it was always crystal clear whom the head of household was—Troy gave the orders, and Lacey obeyed them. Exploring a place like White Valley was just the start though, for Troy wanted his best friend to explore the possibility of something much more intimate ... and the bewitching Lacey did too. A D/s marriage was one thing, but how would it work when an entire town followed that same strict—and seductive—way of life? Submerging himself into both the town's alluring, sensual ethos, and the highly sexual dance of pain and pleasure of Troy and Lacey's deep BDSM dynamic might prove more than even the tough and adventurous Hunter could handle. But outside forces threaten to expose the dark history—and perhaps present—of White Valley, and the new bonds of three between Hunter, Lacey, and Troy might soon be tested in ways none of them could ever be prepared for. Publisher's Warning: Intended for mature readers. 18 and over only! Contains MFM menage, pervasive BDSM themes, and sexual situations. NOTE: There is no sexual interaction between the males in this story.

Book III in the Valley of Surrender series. I didn’t know what was worse anymore—when he opened that door, or when he closed it. How many times had I wondered? How many minutes had I counted until they’d fallen away in the blackness, as unmoored, lost, and hopeless as I felt? But there wasn’t time for that. The only thing that mattered was figuring him out. What was he really after? What did he truly want? For the thousandth time, I cursed my stupidity, my hubris, my idiotic conviction that I could pull this off. It was a cruel irony of fate that a single, impulsive, split second decision could profoundly influence the rest of a person’s life. However long that might be. I missed clothes—real clothes—not the all-access outfits he made me wear now. No, what I was allowed was little more than decoration, embellishment of the physical attributes of his new found toy. How much more of this could I take? How much more did he intend to put me through? What was the end game, when he finally got what he demanded? I already suspected, deep down, that there could only be one end to this, a single conclusion to what this had become. My strength was ebbing away. I couldn’t deny it any longer. What was the worse though was the temptation, the increasingly appealing prospect of simply...surrendering. And giving him what he wanted...