Obeying
the Rules
by
Kitka Buchanan
Genre:
Dark Contemporary Romance
Obeying
the Rules. It sounds simple; unless your mind, body and spirit are
sold to the Mistress of The Manor to pay for your crimes.
Nothing
is quite what it seems in The Manor. Cassia rules with an iron fist.
Will her own past and her soft heart get in the way of her
mission?
Cade,
Cassia’s enforcer. Can he overcome his own demons to learn to let
someone close to his hardened heart?
Nova
and Gage. Political prisoners, the thorns in the side of The Master.
Too bold for their own good.
Sterling.
Master of The Manor and the entire region. Would give his wife
anything. But what exactly is behind his motives?
Enter
The Manor and find out exactly what is at risk when Obeying The Rules
is your only option.
Cade opened the door to his office and stepped aside so that Nova could enter. Nova pleadingly looked up at him. When he didn’t budge, she walked past him and stopped in the middle of the room. He closed the door and locked it behind him. Stepping up to her, he reached down and untied the skirt that all the servants were required to wear and let it drop to the floor. The standard underwear that each were given only covered the essentials and Cade couldn’t help but admire the curve of Nova’s hips and bottom and the line of her bare legs as the skirt fell. He took her hand and led her over to his desk. Leaving her standing there, he stepped around behind it and took the cat-o-nine-tails he had shown her before off of the wall.
Nova could feel her heart race with fear and a slight bit of anticipation. Where the hell did that come from? She hadn’t exactly expected that. As he came around the front of his desk again, he trailed the cat across her nearly bare rear end. Something clenched in Nova’s stomach and in her throat.
He nodded towards the desk. “Bend over.” Nova hesitated only long enough for Cade to cock his head to the side. “Nova, I won’t tell you again.” Cade stepped behind her and lifted her arms above her head as he helped ease her down across the smooth wood of his desk.
He ran his hand lightly over her before she felt a sharp sting across her backside. Nova bit at her lip to fight back the gasp and scream she felt boiling inside of her. Her mind was doing somersaults as it tried to pinpoint the exact sensation she was feeling. The next strike caught her just across the upper thighs and the smooth slope of her ass. Nova couldn’t avoid the gasp of breath that she took this time. Cade brought the leather straps down against her skin again, bringing bright red marks across her cheeks that could even be seen through her panties. Nova could be wrong, but she thought she heard a mild groan out of him as he ran his fingers lightly over the marks. As Cade brought those straps down upon her one final time, Nova’s brain fizzled out on her. She audibly let out a moan that she hadn’t meant to and she couldn’t deny the feeling between her legs that she was absolutely confused about. Cade smiled to himself as he slid a hand between her skin and the fabric that barely covered it. “Like that, did you? You’re not supposed to like your punishment, Nova. I might have to try harder next time.” He used his hand to push her underwear down slightly. His bare hand came down hard upon her already bare ass and then slid down between her legs, feeling the wetness she couldn’t deny. “I am definitely going to have to try harder. You enjoyed this way too much." He pulled her panties back up and picked up her skirt, laying it on the desk next to her. “Get dressed, Nova. I’ll take you back to your room.”
Cade took a couple of deep breaths as he hung the cat back on the wall, attempting to calm the desire inside himself. He hadn’t been prepared for Nova’s reaction, nor for his own. Once he had a sense of control, he walked over to the door and held it open for her. They walked to her room in silence. Once there, he opened the door for her. When she turned to close it, he placed his hand on top of hers. “Nova, don’t think that I don’t understand. I know exactly what you are going through. I’ve been in your position. I had to learn the hard way to control myself. Mason is right, you just have to learn to play the game.”
As
a child who moved frequently, Kitka made friends easily with the
characters in books. She would read everything she could get her
hands on: from Shakespeare to Anne Rice to Johanna Lindsey to Judy
Blume. She always dreamed of joining their ranks as an author. Having
written for decades, she has finally found the courage to start
sharing her dark, often paranormal, romantic works with the rest of
the world. Her wife puts up with obsessively talking about her books
and her two children encourage her all the way.
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