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Back at the Ranch

By: CJ Blais
Published By: CF Publications
Copyright: � by C.J. Blais and CF Publications 2013
3 Chapters/ 25,944 Words
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From CF Publications: Meanwhile, Back at the Ranch Part 1 is a hot three story collection.

Carol with years of yearning and a failed marriage behind her, decides to do something about her fantasies, and went on the internet looking for a spanking man. She found one, they fell in love and it looks like her bare bottom will never be neglected again.

Part 2

What better way to start a marriage than a long, hard, well-deserved bare bottom spanking with the thick paddle that your best friends so helpfully gifted you with.

Part 3

If bare-bottom spanking makes Carol a better wife, it might do the same for her daughter, whose marriage is also in dire straits. And of course, her best friend Beth could benefit from going over her husband's knee.

Chapter One Sample

I'm madly in love! There, I've said it and it's turned my whole life upside down. What's so special about my being in love? Well, I met Steve in the internet while looking for someone to spank me. Yes, spank me.

Since I was a little girl, I have always been fascinated with spanking. I was rarely spanked as a child, mostly just a smack or two on the seat of my pants to get my attention and it worked I loved it when Ricky spanked Lucy on 'I Love Lucy' and my favorite movies were Blue Hawaii and McClintock with their great spanking scenes. I was the kind of kid who looked up words like thrash, paddle and strap in the dictionary. And while I didn't really get spanked, other kids in the neighborhood did; I can still see Mrs. Sawyer searching the neighborhood for her daughter clutching a 'Board of Education' paddle in her hand and another friend of mine getting spanked on her bare bottom with a fly swatter. I tried to explain my spanking desires to my now ex-husband, but he just wasn't comfortable spanking me. Neither were the other guys in my life post- divorce.

So, I decided to be bold and go searching on the internet for someone who shared my interest and needs. It took a while, but finally, I hit the jackpot. The first time I set up an appointment to meet Steve, I was scared to death. Who in their right mind sets up an appointment to receive a spanking, for goodness sakes, although we had talked on the phone and e-mailed back and forth many times, I could have been meeting a sadistic monster.

Steve and I met at a restaurant (public place) and we hit it off right away (poor choice of words). Steve had asked for a secluded booth so we could talk privately. From our previous conversations, I knew that Steve was a rancher from western Nebraska and he knew that I was a registered nurse from eastern Nebraska.

Over lunch, Steve asked me what I was looking for in a relationship. I told him that I wanted to be in a submissive relationship; I was tired of not being accountable to anyone. I wanted someone else to be the boss and to discipline me as warranted. Steve listened thoughtfully and said he was willing to give the relationship a trial. He was divorced also, and was lonesome on the ranch. He said that he was used to being in charge and would treat me strictly, but fairly.

Steve explained that there were two types of spankings, erotic and punishment. He preferred the erotic spanking, but he would administer a more severe punishment spanking, if he felt that I deserved it. I agreed, stating that I wanted to start slow and work up to a more vigorous spanking, if I, indeed, liked being spanked. Steve gave me an odd look and stated that in a submissive relationship, I would not be making those decisions.

Chapter Two Sample

After Christmas, Steve was busy with the calving season and I was busy planning the wedding. I did go to back to the ranch for a week in mid-January and learned more than I ever wanted to know about calving. I also learned that during calving season, ranchers get very little sleep and tend to get quite testy without much provocation.

Blizzards in western Nebraska (among other places) can trap cows in open spaces when they are having their babies and if the calves are not kept warm and dry for the first few hours of life, they die, which decreases the rancher's income. Steve and Dave were smart ranchers and they brought the pregnant cows into one of the barns so they could keep an eye on them as well as assist with difficult births. Kind of like a giant maternity ward. Being an obstetrics nurse made the process somewhat interesting for me, but the long hours were tough on everyone. I spent several nights out in the cold barn watching a cow labor and eventually give birth. I even helped deliver the cutest pair of twins you'll ever see, and both heifers, too!

I was also learning the role of the rancher's wife; having hot meals and hot coffee ready at all hours. By the time Steve and I fell into bed at night, we were too tired to do much more than kiss each other goodnight.

Well, I guess ranchers aren't the only ones who get testy during calving season; nurses can also get testy. One cold morning, Steve had asked me to clean out the horse stalls (not this city girl's favorite chore!) and I kind of put it off. Actually, I was playing with the horses, giving them carrot chunks. I didn't even realize that Steve had come up behind me until he barked, "Carol, didn't I tell you to clean these stalls?"

"You sure did, honey, and I'll get to it in a few minutes" I replied soothingly.

"When I tell you to do something, I expect you to get on it NOW!" Steve growled.

Steve then grabbed me, bent me over, holding me firmly with his left arm and applied five hard smacks to the seat of my jeans!


"OWWW!" I protested loudly.

"There's plenty more where those came from!" Steve barked angrily.

"Now you wait just one minute, Steven Folsom!" I angrily demanded. "I didn't say that I wouldn't clean the stalls and, in case you haven't noticed, I've been working my ass off for you all week!" "So, give me a break, damn it!"

Steve then gave me "the look" as I later would call it.

"I haven't got time to do it now, little lady, but tonight I'm going to blister your bottom! Now, get busy on those stalls!" Steve ordered.

"Yes, Sir!" I yelled as Steve stomped out of the barn.

I started cleaning out the stalls, talking out my troubles with the horses, which appeared sympathetic. Goodness knows, they've felt the sting of a strap across their rumps a few times, too.

Dinner that night was a rather somber affair. I wasn't very hungry and Steve ate in stony silence. Finally, I looked over at Steve and stated contritely,

"I'm sorry I blew up at you today, Steve"

"Apology accepted" Steve replied seriously. "And I want you to know that I do appreciate your hard work on the ranch this week."

"Am I still in the doghouse?" I asked.

"No, you're in the woodshed!" Steve quipped with a smile on his face.

"I'm still going to get spanked?"

"You bet your sweet ass you are" Steve grinned.

I could feel my bottom starting to tingle at the mere thought of a spanking.

"Do you know why you're going to be spanked?" Steve queried.

"Because I didn't clean the stalls right away?" I surmised.

"That's part of it, but only part of it. If you remember our very first meeting, you agreed to obey me immediately without question or argument. If you are going to truly be submissive, there can be no argument. On a working ranch, sometimes I may tell you to do something that makes absolutely no sense to you at the time, but you must obey first and ask questions later. Okay?"

"So, there will be no penalty for questioning you? I asked.

"There will be no penalty for asking questions; there will be a penalty for questioning my authority. Understand?"

Chapter Three Sample

The first few weeks on the ranch were a period of adjustment for me. I was writing thank you notes, unpacking a multitude of boxes and blending my stuff with Steve's to make it 'ours'. We had also decided to build an addition on the house for a new master bedroom suite, so we were trying to decide on what we wanted versus what we could afford.

I was also learning to perform ranch chores. I took over responsibility of the chickens, ducks and helped with the horses, including learning how to really work a ranch horse. Steve checked me out in driving the big trucks used to haul grain from the field to the grain elevator during harvest season. Luckily for me, I already knew how to drive a standard transmission, so that wasn't as difficult as it could have been. Steve was adamant that no one on the ranch use any equipment that they were not thoroughly familiar with, as it could be very dangerous to do so.

Of course, I broke the 'must be familiar with the equipment' rule shortly after moving to the ranch when I drove one of the large tractors into the side of the barn. Steve had gone to town and for some perverse reason; I decided to move one of the large John Deere tractors out of the way of my SUV. I had ridden with Steve a couple of times, so I knew how to start the tractor and I was pretty sure that I could shift it into gear. So, I climbed up into the tractor, started her up and shifted it into gear without any problem. My problem occurred with the brakes. I slowly drove the tractor over towards the barn, and then tried to put on the brakes, without success. My eyes got bigger and bigger as the side of the barn got closer and closer, then crunch; the tractor hit the side of the barn I quickly turned the damn thing off and climbed down out of the cab. Fortunately, I was going so slowly, the tractor didn't look like it had any damage but the barn just had a rather large dent in it. I took off running to find Dave who was watering the stock.

"Dave, come quick, I just had an accident" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

Dave came running, but drew up short when he saw the tractor sticking out of the side of the barn. His eyes widened and his mouth dropped open.

"How in Hell did you manage to do that?" Dave demanded, hands on hips.

"I was trying to move the tractor so I could get to my SUV and the brakes didn't work" I cried.

"What were you doing driving the tractor in the first place?" Dave continued as he surveyed the damage.

"I was being incredibly stupid" I admitted.

"I'll agree with that" Dave retorted. "Well, it doesn't look like you caused any major structural damage, but the insurance guy will need to look at it."

"Steve is going to kill me" I wailed.

"Well, I wouldn't go that far, but he ain't going to be too happy" Dave concluded.

"I'm going to try and reach him on his cell phone" I explained as I sprinted to the house. I dialed Steve's number and he answered right away "Honey, where are you?" I asked in a quavering voice.

"At the barber shop; what's wrong?" Steve demanded.

"Well, I had a little accident" I replied nervously.

"Are you all right?" Steve asked worriedly.

"Yes, yes, I'm fine" I replied.

"What happened?"

"I, um, drove the tractor into the side of the barn." I stammered.

"You what? How in Hell did you do that?" Steve exclaimed.

"It's a long story Steve, but the tractor didn't suffer any damage and the barn wasn't damaged much, either". I explained. "Dave said the insurance guy should take a look at it though."

"I'll stop by his office on the way home" Steve replied. "Carol, you had best be home when I get there, little lady."

"I'm not going anywhere." I sighed.

An hour and a half later, I heard Steve's truck coming up the driveway and I went out to meet him. He walked out to the barn, scratching his head as he surveyed the damage. Then he shifted his steely gaze to me; if looks could kill, I'd have dropped on the spot

"Let's go up to the house and chat." Steve suggested in a stern voice.

We walked up to the house in silence, then entered the kitchen and sat at the table. Steve gave me a long, hard look. I could see that he was struggling to remain calm.

"Okay, tell me exactly what happened" Steve demanded.

"I wanted to get into my SUV and the tractor was in the way. I tried to move the tractor, but I couldn't break it and hit the side of the barn; I'm terribly sorry." I explained.

"Have you been taught how to drive the tractor?" Steve asked heatedly.

"No, Sir" I admitted. "I had no business driving the tractor. I could have done a lot more damage and it was incredibly stupid of me to do so."

"Well, I'm in agreement with that." Steve remarked. "Carol, do you know what a razor strap is?"

"Yes" I replied nervously.

"There is a razor strop hanging on the wall in the tack room; go get it and bring it to me now." Steve ordered.

Denise on 08/22/2014 10:25pm
Up to the part where the grand kids came it was a pretty good read. Thought he went way overboard on the first night of their honeymoon, just because she wasn't paying every percent of her time on him. Also, was harsh because she forgot to leave a note. But when the kids came to the ranch and he spanked the grand daughter, i thought it was not appropriate. It was also kind of weird the way they kept explaining the way they spanked to friends and family (in detail). When her son-in-law spanked her daughter in front of their children, so they could hear her crying, sobbing and screaming that was it. There is a place and time, and it should not be in front of the kids. The way he described their mother was now a submissive, I don't think so. Too creepy on all levels. Domestic discipline is one thing, dominant/submissive is not something i would want my kids to know.
Bobby on 02/13/2014 09:23pm
I really enjoyed this book. The characters are well developed, the story line is believable, and the domestic discipline descriptive. I liked it so much that I bought the second book in the series.
Laurel on 12/28/2013 05:37pm
Long novel about finding love on a dude ranch. True spanking romance with DD, lots of spanking.
Rhonda on 12/14/2013 09:31pm
This was a well written story that shows how DD can be incorporated into a relationship. The story progressed ad Carol and Steve build a loving relationship on his ranch.
girl123cdn on 10/06/2013 07:23pm
Great Story. Lots of spanking with several different senarios. Very long story.
Arleen on 04/29/2013 09:57am
I loved this book. It was a story of domestic discipline done lovingly. It was one of those books that I couldn't put down till I finished it. The story is of Carol who meets Steve a rancher on the internet on a spanking site. It tells how he lets her know his rules. It has strong realistic characters. Wellwritten.
Connie on 02/23/2013 08:09pm
Carol met Steve on line while trying to find someone to spank her. Steve takes her over and keeps her in line. Very strict but fair they fall in love and make a life together with their blended families. Great story, interesting characters. Can't wait for book 2 and more about them.
DT on 02/10/2013 07:54pm
This was a great read. A story about a couple that meets due to their mutual interest in DD. Although it was an easy way it had my attention the entire time. A simple story about what a DD relationship might look like.
Debbie on 02/10/2013 07:54pm
This was a great read. A story about a couple that meets due to their mutual interest in DD. Although it was an easy way it had my attention the entire time. A simple story about what a DD relationship might look like.
Alicia on 02/05/2013 12:24am
Very good stroy about a couple who get togehter later on in life and finally find the one person who can satisfy all their desires which just so happen to include spanking.
Suzanne on 02/04/2013 04:54pm
Loved this book!

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