|Corbin’s Bend’s Dome is not like this Dome|
|So, Grandpa, what’s the best bit about spanking Grandma?|
But it turns out that life isn’t going to be straightforward for the pair. For one thing Josie encounters a run of extraordinarily bad luck from the moment she arrives. Her house gets flooded, she almost gets run down, a night out at a club turns very weird, there’s invasions of moths, and locusts and hordes of zombies. Maybe not those last two.
|The moths are bad enough.|
The bad luck comes so thick and fast that Josie suspects that foul play is at work but is at a loss to understand why it might be happening.
On top of that, Josie is struggling with what exactly she wants from her and Max’s Dom/sub relationship. While she might be adamant that she is “only a submissive in the bedroom”, Max doesn’t necessarily see it that way.
I loved this aspect of the book because it mirrors so closely how I personally feel about all this BDSM business. Like Josie, I am an outspoken independently-minded feminist who also happens to be a submissive and sometimes it’s tricky to reconcile the two. I wouldn’t want to hand over complete control of my life. I don’t want my Dom to wear the pants in our relationship. And not just because we’re generally having a better time when neither of us is wearing pants.
But while in real life, I don’t want to be punished for my actual shortcomings, I don’t feel the same about the literary heroines in the books I read. All the domestic discipline! All the time! It’s the Corbin’s Bend way. I was willing Josie to hand herself over to Max’s authority. Stop fighting it, Josie, you know you want it.
Josie and Max are great together. The sex and spanking between them is fantastically hot. The scene when Max first arrives at Corbin’s Bend… just wow. They’re clearly perfect for one another which makes watching them work hard at establishing their relationship, all the more satisfying.
It’s good to be back at the Bend and Vanessa Brooks’ story was the perfect homecoming.