A Rose in Bloom with Allysa Hart

“You are not just my wife, you are my world.”

Keith and Rose have been happily married for years, but when they begin their journey to build a family they are thrown into a tailspin of disappointment and they begin to lose each other.

After months of growing apart, Keith makes the decision to reclaim his wife and whisks her off to an exclusive BDSM resort. Rawhide Ranch is a place for lifestyle couples to congregate and play out their fantasies, but there is a whole other side that the couple had not been aware of.

Rawhide houses, educates, and places Little submissives who have sought out the program. Rose finds herself intrigued with the idea of Age play and ends up dressed like a schoolgirl as she participates, for a day, in the littles program. Quickly realizing that this specific lifestyle choice is not for her, she voices her concerns.

Master Derek, the owner and operator of the ranch, uses his astute observations and years of experience to convince Rose into trying her hand as a Top. Surprising both her and Keith, she accepts his offer and the lost, wilting rose, begins to bloom once again.

 Without warning, the symbolic implement lit a fire to her sit spots, and Rose was unable to keep her composure. The sting that the smooth wooden bowl evoked was horrendous. She hated it with a passion, but she was thankful to be over her husband’s knee at that particular moment. She had been lost , feeling like she had been floating in a sea of nothingness with no one to keep her grounded. She was tired of treading water, tired of fighting, tired of being strong. Being disciplined gave her the ability to shed all of that. Keith took charge, and as the spoon lit a painful fire on her bottom, the tension burned away and exited her body in the form of gut wrenching sobs.

The crest of her bottom to the tender crease of her thighs felt as if they were on fire. As far as punishments went, this one was tame compared to what she was accustomed to, but it was exactly what she needed to set her to rights. Collapsed over her husband’s strong knee, she absorbed the pain and released her pent up angst. Even with her full submission, the attack on her posterior continued, flushing the negativity from her system with each smack of the spoon. Before realizing that the spanking had ceased, she was lifted into her husband’s tight hold and laid on the bed where he slowly released her hands from their bindings and rubbed her shoulders to ease the discomfort. Her feet were freed, and he stretched out next to her as she cried. Keith had a way of using his body as a human shield; it was her favorite feeling. With his whole being wrapped around hers, she was safe. She was loved, and no matter what was going on or where they were, his body was home to her. With this final thought, she drifted into a blissful slumber.

About Allysa Hart

I am a full-time mom to a sassy, strong-willed, loveable little girl. Okay, so she is all me. I am on the wrong side of 30, and I have been married to my best friend for over eight years. Like most couples, we have our ups and downs, but I could not imagine doing life with anyone else by my side. We are Southern California transplants, currently residing in a very rural part of the east coast. I have two crazy dogs that I adore, even though they drive me out of my ever-loving mind, most days.

I have recently rediscovered my love of words and decided to become a writer. My first story is my heart and soul, and it reaches into the depths of all that is me. I also create covers, promos, and logos for  authors. I have met some amazing friends on this journey that I now happily call family. Without my family members, whether biological or chosen, I would not be half the person I am today. Their constant love and support keep me afloat.

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