The Spanking Ransom

Held ransom in exchange for his mother's estate, the young gentry Isaac doesn't quite know what to make of Julian, a rogue raising an army against Cromwell's control of England. But after Julian punishes an attempted escape with a spanking - "a childish punishment for a childish act" - Isaac realizes just what he wants from this encounter! This historical erotic romance features M/m spanking, kidnapping, light bondage, power play, and oral sex; adults only! --- Excerpt: “Think of this,” Julian said as he led me into a bedroom, “as another beating from another tutor of yours.” He lowered me to the straw mattress, sprawled across it. “To teach you discipline and self-control, while also serving as quite a childish punishment for a childish act.” I wasn’t going to say sorry for that glancing blow to his face earlier because clearly he was determined to spank my arse regardless. “Go on, then,” I muttered into the sheets. Julian climbed onto the bed beside me, and lifted my lower body to slide my hips onto his lap. “You were right earlier,” he said lightly. “I should just take off your breeches.” He undid the lace and tugged them down my arse. “Don’t,” I groaned, squirming as the cool air hit my buttocks and thighs. He continued to tug them down my legs, pushed off the soft-skinned hunting shoes I’d been wearing, and pulled the breeches over my knees. My cock was pressed into his muscular thighs and I dropped my head, unable to face him. My breeches hit the floor softly. “How many?” Julian asked. I snorted. “Seems you’ll do as you please regardless.” “Aye, I will,” he agreed genially. “I’ll give you twenty. If you take thirty I’ll untie your wrists.” That sounded like a fantastic idea at this point; my wrists were chafing and being so hindered was tiresome. “Thirty,” I agreed. Julian’s hand came down hard across my arse. “Keep count.”