Domestic Discipline has been published and is available on all major online booksellers.
Domestic Discipline contains two spanking romances. Wife on the Lam is light and humorous; Rahm’s Way is much more intense. Both stories follow couples who have hit a snag in the marriages and using domestic discipline to work through the tough times.
Domestic Discipline story blurb
Love, desire, domination, and submission. Two domestic discipline romances by USA Today bestselling author Cara Bristol in one volume.
Wife on the Lam
Janelle wants to take a luxury vacation for her wedding anniversary. Despite numerous hints, husband Brent misses all the clues and plans a business trip! Miffed, she flies off alone to a luxury resort. She’s going to celebrate—with or without him.
Brent didn’t have to work. He’d planned a second honeymoon to the luxury Cabana Resort. Janelle might have ruined his surprise, but he’s not going to let her ruin their anniversary, too. He has a little trick up his sleeve to take his errant wife in hand and get their marriage back on track.
Before her military husband left for his tour of duty, Cadence Simmons relied on Rahm’s love, direction, and protection. His absence forced her to become more independent and make decisions for herself. After serving his country, he’s home for good and eager to resume their marriage as it was before. Only Cadence isn’t quite sure she wants things exactly as they were. Can domestic discipline guide this couple through some major changes?
An excerpt from Domestic Discipline
“What good would sharing my feelings have done? You still would have said no.”
“Yes, but we would have talked this out. You agreed that when you and I differed, I would have the final say. Do you think you should be able to pick and choose which rules you should follow?”
Sometimes, yeah, she did. “No,” she replied.
“Don’t you think there should be consequences for disobedience?”
In general, yes. Did she wish she could avoid those consequences, hell, yes! “I guess,” she muttered mutinously. She glanced at his face. He arched his eyebrows. Don’t make it worse for yourself. “I mean, yes, Rahm,” she amended in a more respectful tone.
He unlocked a drawer in his desk and extracted a paddle. “Here?” Cadence squeaked.
He pulled an armless wooden chair away from the small round meeting table adjacent to his desk and sat. “Lower your pants.”
“Rahm, please. Couldn’t we at least wait until tonight? At home?”
“I didn’t choose the time or venue, Cadence, you did.”
She eyed the locked door.
“The walls are thick. No one will hear.”
Her eyes smarted with tears as she undid her pants. She enjoyed funishment as much as the next girl, but ass-blistering discipline? Hated it. She’d burn every one of his paddles if she could get away with it. Rahm approached discipline the same way he did everything else in his life— decisively, swiftly. He kept a number of paddles handy so he could spank on the spot. But she hadn’t known about the one in his desk. She had not missed the discipline spankings while he’d been away. Not one bit.
But she knew when she could push him, and when she couldn’t. She dropped her pants. “Panties, too.”