Tag: Taming Tori

He’s prepared to tame her using painful and humiliating discipline.

Fearless, tough-as-nails cowboy Frank Bassett gets thrown from a bucking bronco and injures his leg, leaving him with a severe limp. Not to be defeated, he moves to a new town with plans for a slower-paced life. There he meets a woman more defiant and standoffish than the wildest mustang, and he reckons he’s got one more filly to tame before tossing his Stetson aside.

Local beauty Victoria Davis longs for a worthy gentleman to court her. Instead, a crippled cowboy limps into her shop and scolds her for being rude. Though outraged, she’s also intrigued by the submissive feelings he inspires in her.
Victoria learns that Frank is as kind and generous as he is tough, and love blooms. But when a stroke of misfortune once again befalls the cowboy, their feelings for each other are tested. Was Frank’s quest to tame Tori a foolish venture, or will it pave a path to healing for them both?

Publisher’s Note: Taming Tori contains sexual scenes and adult punishment spanking. If that doesn’t appeal to you, please don’t buy this book.

“The time is right, Frank,” she whispered. “I want to make love to you.”

“Your wish is my command, princess.” Her robe hung loosely around her body, requiring only a tug to render her naked. A full moon streamed light into the room and allowed him full view of her womanly features, from the exquisite slope of her shoulders and the fullness of her breasts to the soft flesh of her belly and tuft of hair between her legs. Her lips looked full and swollen from his kiss.

He shifted and unbuttoned his trousers. She looked down at his hardening member with eyes that conveyed both trepidation and hunger. To his surprise, she wrapped her fingers around his cock in an exquisitely shy, gentle touch that turned it to granite.

Licking her lips, she said, “It feels hard and soft at the same time, like a pole wrapped in velvet.”

He groaned as blood surged to his manhood. “That’s the first time my cock’s been compared to fabric.”

She smiled cheekily. “I’m a seamstress. It’s what I know.”

He grinned back and returned the touch, fingering between the split of her sex, coating his fingers in her honey. “I’ll tell you what I know. You’re a very bad girl, sopping wet from your spanking.”

“Oh, Frank.”

“Oh, Frank, what?” he growled. “Oh, Frank, fuck me hard like the naughty princess I am?” He fondled her little bud of nerves with his thumb and drove two fingers into her slick vagina.

“Yes!” she cried, her head falling back as he stroked her.