The Priest's Disciplined Wife: Historical Power Exchange Erotic Obedience Romance

I trace the scar on my palm while watching Sabrina across the open ledger, knowing the command I must give will cross every line my collar demands I hold. Her obedience has always steadied the faltering ground beneath my feet, yet it feeds a hunger I refuse to name even as the rectory walls close around us.

The door to the study has already shut out the parish, and my voice drops low with the first instruction that will lift her skirts and bare what no one else may see. Her quiet defiance meets my gaze for one breath before it yields, and I feel the weight of the discipline I am about to deliver settle between us like a vow.

A rival's threat hangs at the gate, but the pull of her compliance draws me deeper into the obedience that saves us both from the ruin waiting outside these walls.