Waking up in an unfamiliar bed in a room she doesn’t recognize is disturbing enough, but Anna Hadley becomes truly alarmed when she looks into the mirror and sees the face of another woman staring back at her.
Her confusion intensifies when a man—who apparently believes she is his wife—suddenly knocks on the door and scolds her for spending so much time by herself in the bedroom. To top it all off, it quickly becomes clear that the man has some very specific, very old-fashioned ideas regarding the proper way a husband should deal with a disobedient bride.
In spite of everything, the threat of having her bottom bared for a sound spanking arouses Anna deeply, and even as she searches for clues that might explain what happened to her, she cannot help becoming more and more attracted to her supposed husband.
It isn’t long before she earns herself a punishment, and when he reddens her backside and then takes her hard and thoroughly she is left spent and satisfied. But knowing she could find herself back in her own body at any moment, can she dare to fall in love?
Publisher’s Note: Captivated includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
Anna’s stomach churned itself into knots. “I can’t.” She cringed. “They’re so… embarrassing.”
“When I spoke of mine, I mentioned the abduction fantasy and you were ambivalent in response. Was that you trying to be Henrietta or yourself?”
He’d noticed. She hoped he might deep down, but at the time, she wanted him to think Henrietta hated the idea. “I’m intrigued,” she said, not wanting to commit to an answer.
“I ask, because my fantasies are dark. Too dark for you. So I think whatever you’re embarrassed about is probably not likely to shock me. So close your eyes and just say a few things. Don’t judge yourself too harshly.”
She swayed, fluttering her eyelids, quite unprepared to divulge her life’s secrets. “I suppose I want to be spanked. Obviously,” she stuttered.
“Go on,” he said quietly.
“Except. It doesn’t feel right.”
“Because in order to be spanked, I have to be naughty. A brat. The kind of girl you’d not like. I know it sounds crazy, ‘cos it does to me, but I want a naughty girl spanking without the guilt.” Her eyes sprang open and she expected to see him shaking his head, or some other negative expression. Instead, he had a soft smile on his face.
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