 | Wendy Campbell is small, boyish, and has been turning down Friday night drinks for three years because going home to Minou is a more honest explanation than anything else she could say. She types reports perfectly, goes to bed early, and has the most specific and inventive dreams of anyone in the building. She has been keeping them entirely to herself.
Then a gift-wrapped leather belt appears under her desk on Secret Santa Day with instructions not to open it until bedtime, and the week that follows begins to blur the boundary between what Wendy dreams and what she finds herself doing.
Secret Santa is a standalone novella set across a December in a traditional London company where the managing director has been watching his quiet, precise, perfectly punctual administration assistant with the specific attention of a man who has formed a very clear assessment and is deciding, with the patience of someone who plans things thoroughly, exactly when to act on it. The Secret Santa gifts arrive each week, one per week, each one chosen with a precision that tells Wendy something about who sent them that she finds both alarming and, in the darkness of her flat with Minou watching from the armchair, entirely welcome.
Paula Mann writes Wendy from the inside, with the warmth of someone who understands that shyness and desire are not opposites but the same thing held in tension, and that the specific pleasure of being seen clearly by someone who knows exactly what they are looking at is unlike any other pleasure available to a woman who has been invisible for twenty-six years. The spanking is explicit and fully described. The sex is written with the same completeness.
This book contains explicit M/F erotic spanking, bare bottom correction, hand spanking, leather belt use, workplace authority dynamics, first-time elements, full nudity, and graphic sexual content between consenting adults. | |
 | Sue Mason has been in charge of everything since she was seven years old. Her mother worked nights, her father was dead, and Jimmy needed dressing and feeding and collecting from daycare before she had done her own homework. By thirty she has been running offices, managing secretaries, and keeping everything together for so long that the specific desire she felt lying on her bed on a Sunday night, the wanting of someone else to be in charge, has never had anywhere to go. Then Jimmy comes home with his plan, and for once in his life Jimmy is accidentally right about something. The Estate Agent and the Secretary is the first book in the Hampstead Court series, and it is built on the specific warmth of two people who find each other in the middle of a situation that should have gone wrong and discover that it has, in every way that matters, gone entirely right. The story is told in two voices, Allan’s and Sue’s, so the reader holds both perspectives simultaneously and understands, from the first chapter, what each of them feels standing on opposite sides of the same desk. The court case that Jimmy engineers becomes a strange gift. The spanking is already real by the time the case is heard. Allan pleads guilty to protect her. The judge has his own opinions about the matter. The media coverage has consequences that nobody predicted. The spankings are explicit and fully described throughout, every implement named and felt, the arousal tracked in both bodies throughout. The love story is written with the same completeness. This book contains explicit M/F erotic spanking, bare bottom correction, hand spanking, strap use, workplace discipline dynamics, domestic discipline within a developing romantic relationship, full nudity, and graphic sexual content between consenting adults. | |
 | James Mason sells soap and serviettes to seaside guesthouses and beds landladies along the south coast. He is a travelling salesman with a boot full of samples and a route that runs from Margate to Cornwall. Ava Wilson runs the Central Guesthouse in Folkestone and has waited four weeks for the flat-backed wooden hairbrush in her dressing table drawer. Her husband plays darts on Friday nights and has not raised anything else in fifteen years, so Ava strips off her cotton dress on Sunday evening, kneels on the bed with her face in the pillow, and takes her spanking and the quick hard fuck that follows without a word of complaint. On Friday she dresses as a French maid, spills wine down his jeans, and serves him smoked salmon on her knees before he puts her over his. Mavis Criton has run the Seaview in Hove alone for seven years and has never once suggested anything to her tenant until she hands him a towel and tells him she has been a naughty girl. She goes over his knee in her jeans, then her thin knickers, and comes so hard she cannot speak. Her eighteen-year-old daughter Clarrie has been threatened with a smacked bottom since childhood and never received one, so when Mavis is called away to her sick mother, Clarrie takes James to the beach, pours wine into paper cups, and asks him to keep a promise made a hundred times. She keeps her virginity and loses everything else, face down on the bed with her cheeks pulled apart. Paula Mann writes the trade honestly. The spankings are counted in real time and land on bare skin, the arousal is described as it happens, and the tears are not tidied away. James is a married man with three sons and no intention of settling anywhere, and the women know exactly what they are getting and take it anyway. Between the orders and the expense claims there is a hairbrush, a torn pair of knickers, a French maid’s outfit, and a girl who has waited six years to be noticed. This book contains explicit M/F erotic spanking by hand and hairbrush, bare-bottom discipline, spanking to tears, oral sex, vaginal sex, fingering to orgasm, a French maid roleplay, and graphic sexual content between consenting adults. |
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