The Duchess's Trained Husband: Femdom Pegging Erotic Degrading Romance

I should have pulled my hand away the instant the greeting ended, yet our fingers lingered over the open registry as if daring the ink to spill.

Finley keeps his broad shoulders bowed, but the defiance in him flickers when I speak. Annabel's warning about the assembly hangs between us, already forgotten as the library doors seal shut around the morning light.

In the study I will make him confess every unworthy thought while I train him to take what a duchess demands, degrading him with every order until his body yields under my palm and the last pretense falls away. The duchy may shatter if anyone learns how far I push him, yet I cannot stop until he breaks for me alone.