The Scarlet Notes
Christmas is a time for presents. But when Ruth gets to unwrap the mystery of her secret admirer, will her longings be fulfilled or frustrated?
Scents of cinnamon and citrus bit the air like the cane about to bite Ruth’s bottom. Again. As she strained at the bindings on her wrists and ankles, Ruth’s eyes shot open. Not that it was of any use, the blindfold was remorselessly effective. Yet it wasn’t the cane that next came to rest on Ruth’s bottom, but a firm, leather-gloved hand, lovingly squeezing her cheeks: chastising yet tender. Those sweet, assured touches w...