Raina Boardman had it all - money, success, power, and all the trappings therein. She was the head of a company she`d created from the ashes of trying childhood, and she should have had everything she ever wanted. But everyone has some desires can never be spoken aloud, and she had never confronted her own head on: she wanted to submit to a man, someone who would take her in hand and make her want to surrender herself to him. It was almost as if she had too much control - was too demanding - in her daily life. She needed someone strong enough to meet her toe to toe and back her down unhesitatingly - in business and in their bedroom . . . He arrived in her boardroom one day - a filthy rich, disgustingly handsome billionaire playboy who could buy and sell her in a heartbeat - and conquered and controlled it perfectly. She knew she was lost. She only hoped he couldn`t see quite how much she wished he would focus all that power and dominance on her. In the end, she betrayed herself to him, and entered a life she`d only dreamt of, fantasized about feverishly, alone in the night. He was every bit as strict a disciplinarian as she could have wanted - more so, she thought sometimes - and never hesitated to lay down the law across her cringing bottom and thighs in the most severe of manners. But those weren-t the only tools in the arsenal he used to keep her in line. He`d said he was going to push her limits, and he was nothing if not a man of his word.And she was His, to do with as he pleased.

Nina and Gain Decker got along just about as well as any couple possibly could but Nina was hesitant to chalk that up to the fact that her husband spanked her any time she did anything he thought was wrong like ordering a newer, bigger TV just for purposes of entertaining their friends. And she knew that when Gain walked in on her boss putting the moves on her that she should have just stayed put and duked it out with him, rather than leaving in a huff, even if he was being stubborn about it. All she`d accomplished by doing that was breaking nearly all of Gain`s commandments and earning herself an awful spanking, but she just had to. She hadn't ignored signs that Dunn Plourde wanted her like that. She hadn't. Had she?

Fiery, independent Nola Hughes fought valiantly for women`s rights, but never realized that her own were going to be considerably impinged upon by a father who practically sold her into marriage. Worse than that, her new bridegroom was an autocratic, domineering wretch of a man she`d taken an instant disliking to the moment they`d met. Brandon Sawyer had let his father and grandfather`s obvious wishes for him to produce heirs to their vast family fortune go completely unfulfilled. No woman had ever so much as rated a second glance from him. . . . until he saw that pale pink angel with the shockingly styled red hair at the Vanderbilts` ball. Whether she knew it or not, whether she wanted it or not, the decidedly unconventional Miss. Nola Hughes was going to become Mrs. Brandon Sawyer. Not known for his more tender feelings towards much of anyone, including those of the opposite sex, Brandon found himself in an awkward struggle with both himself and his wife as those delicate feelings towards her overwhelmed and angered him at times. Yet she seemed to remain annoyingly untouched. He came to want more from her than he`d ever wanted from anyone, and he would settle for nothing less than all of her.

Due to her ability to out-perform everyman in the village whether in hunting or in battle, no one expects Amber Lawson to ever marry. Her father is beside himself with her many disobediences, but Amber will not be dissuaded from her independent behavior, no matter how often she finds herself over his knee. One day, she finds herself in hands of the Norman leader, Cruel Piers, the Count de Monteforte, who takes it upon himself to take Amber back to his castle and exact some regular justice on her bottom. He is her enemy, but she can't ignore the fire that begins to burn within her when he touches her.Cruel Piers, the Count de Monteforte, has been appointed by King William the Conqueror to govern the region. The English, especially Amber, do not take the Norman occupation well, but Piers finds himself amused and intrigued by the wench that thwarts him at every turn and also submits so beautifully to him. When his men begin to get too personal with her, he claims the right to her...

J.D. Holt wasn’t at all what he seemed when he tackled Sister Mary Francis in the vegetable garden of her ramshackle convent near Deadwood in the Dakota Territories. But he needed a safe place to hide and recover and a convent seemed better than most. Especially if all of the other sisters looked like this one. Sister Mary Francis was sure he was an outlaw, a claim jumper or both, especially since he seemed to be all too ready to use that business end of that knife to get what he wanted, and the flat of his hand on her bottom if that was quicker. And when things blossomed between them, despite her reservations and his secretiveness, his wasn’t the only blood that was going to be spilled.

Alicia was just a poor university student, and was feeling quite silly that she didn't sign up earlier for student housing like she was supposed to. Now she had only weeks to secure a place to live, and was bold enough to call a very non-descript ad in the newspaper: "Person to stay at my home. Own room. Special circumstances for the right person." Soon after knocking on the door of the Victorian mansion the ad led her to, she realizes "special circumstances" is an understatement. She must resign herself to be the ward of Mistress Mommy, who will make her start off like a baby--diaperings, public chastisements, and naptimes. Can she resort herself to these circumstances? Or will it be resorting at all? Will Alicia find that she's the 'right person' for this arrangement that has open her eyes to curiosities and desires she hadn't realized she's always had?