CORBIN'S BEND PROMO

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 intended 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 fiance 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.

“All right, Char,” she mumbled to herself. “Time to pull up the adult panties and grow a pair.” Pulling out her cell phone, she grabbed the tan envelope she still had not opened up and quickly emptied the array of paperwork onto her desk. Thankfully the phone list was on top.

His number was the third one down, listed under Carmichael, Brent. Housing Board, President. Discipline Board, Vice President.

Discipline Board? Was that what they called their police force?

Taking a huge, deep breath, she quickly dialed his number and sat back, hoping she could sound like an adult rather than a raving lunatic as she had the last time they spoke.

“Carmichael,” he barked into the phone.

He sounded angry. Did she really want to talk to him while he was sounding angry? Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.

“Hello? If this is a crank call, it won’t do you much good.”

“No, hi,” she said before she could stop herself. “It’s me. Charmagne.”

“Ah, hello.” Her head came up as his tone lost some of the bark, and her stomach commenced doing weird loop-de-loops.

“Look, um, I’m really sorry for what I said a few days ago, and I talked to Lelo and he said you paid for my truck’s repairs. So, if you could tell me what I owe—”

“How are you feeling?”

What did that have to do with her apology? “Fine. I had a headache for a while, but it's gone now. As I was saying, if you cou—”

“Would you like to go to dinner?”

She watched her fingers pick up her pen and begin doodling in the middle of the lined page as if completely disconnected from her body, as she tried to make sense of this completely nonsensical conversation they were having. “Dinner?”

“Yes. You. Me. Food. At a restaurant. What do you say?” The bark was most definitely gone, but as amusement had taken its place, she began to wish for the bark to come back. The bark made her body tingle.

She supposed it wouldn’t hurt to go to dinner with a member of the development board, give an in-person apology, and then she could write him a check. By the time she left, she could go back to being by herself.

“Ms. Kendle?”

“Char,” she corrected him quickly. “It’s Char. And yes, I’d like to meet you for dinner.”

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So, I’m interested in spanking. How do I know it’s for me?

Okay, so you’ve read every spanking novel you could get your hands on, watched every spanking scene, including the one in Weed, and want to try your hand, or rear end, at it. So what do you do now?

First off, you need to be able to vocalize your need. If you can’t talk about it, you’ll never get it. Second, you need to be prepared if your significant other says ‘no!’ Third, you need to learn the reality of it. You’ll be surprised.

So, let’s say you want to be spanked but you aren’t sure how it will feel and you aren’t ready to broach the subject with your SO until you are pretty sure you might like it. So how do you know? You do realize the simplest answer is the best? Spank your own ass.

Don’t laugh! Now, you won’t hit yourself that hard, but take a belt or a small paddle and smack it against the fullest part of your rear end. That’s right. The fullest part. You don’t want to go too high as you never want to hit close to your kidneys. Ever. And the lower you go gets you closer to that area known as the ‘sit spot’, the crease where buttocks meets thighs. That is a very sensitive area and it hurts the most AND if you’re inclined, will also be one of the most exciting areas to have struck.

But you’re just practicing here. So, feeling stupid? Don’t! I’m a believer in trying things out first if you can. It’s how I found out I enjoyed bondage to a certain extent.

Now, if smacking your own bum doesn’t totally make you go “This ain’t happening!”, it just might be time to bring the subject up with your significant other. Don’t be surprised if they are totally against it. If they go “yes!” well, aren’t you just the luckiest person alive? But more than likely, your partner will fall somewhere in between the two.

Spanking is most definitely a couple’s sport. So take your time, talk, and have fun at first. If you choose at some point to go the discipline route, talk about it and try it. But don’t expect to go from a novice to an expert in a day or two. And while you’re practicing, making mistakes, and trying again?

Have fun! Who knows? You might find something else you like.

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 when eight other authors joined in to create the Corbin's Bend series, a set of erotic spanking novels and novellas.

Keep up with Corbin's Bend at www.corbinsbend.com.

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