The Tamer

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The Tamer takes place three hundred years in the future. Maiden Wiley needs a Tamer and chooses a Specimen named Steven. The Protectors are all shocked and demand of Wiley if she is aware of the rule. Wiley calmly informs them that she is and that she agrees to the rule.

Steven is shocked when he learns that he is to be married to the beautiful woman. “Wait just a cotton picking minute, little girl. Slavery was abolished and even if you do purchase my services, you cannot force me to marry you. And for the record, I will not be subject to any woman!” The very idea! He would like nothing better than to treat her backside to a good lesson for daring to suggest such a thing! Steven watched in shocked disbelief as the elderly Administrator took a funny looking stick from the pocket of his black robe and wrote on a piece of paper. He then opened a large book and went to a page near the middle to write some more. When he was finished, he smiled and said, “I now declare to one and all that Wilely has chosen Steven to Partner for Life. It is done, and cannot be undone.”

It did not take long for Steven to convince Wiley that he was from the year 1870, and she soon learned that her Partner in Life did not believe in letting his bride call the shots! It was hard to tell who was more surprised when she ended up over his knee for a spanking.
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Chapter One

Earth, 2315

“Wilely, I think you should reconsider,” Sprinkle whispered to her friend. “The Managers say he is nothing but trouble. He will not even set foot on a Glider-Motion! And he insists that he is from the Ancient times. Why, one of the Managers claims he refused to sleep on the Air-Comfort. He took a blanket and slept on the ground outside!” Sprinkle’s shock showed in her lavender eyes. “And you know the rule! Please, please, please, do reconsider!” Her melodious voice was full of concern and fear.

“My name is Wilely.” The tiny redhead spoke to the bound man. “I am considering purchasing you because I need a Tamer. What is your name?”

The man’s dark eyes glittered dangerously, but he replied, “Steven.”

“Steven.” Wilely rolled the strange word off her tongue. “What kind of name is that?” she demanded.

“What kind of name is ‘Wilely’ for a girl?” Steven asked with a grin, finding the redhead amusing for some strange reason.

“Wilely is a pretty name, given to me by my grandfather!” she replied, amazed at his audacity.

“Then we have something in common, Wilely. Steven was also my grandfather’s name; he named me.”

“I have been told you like horses?” She came to the point.

“I know everything there is to know about horses, Miss Wilely.” Steven seemed interested.

“Taming horses is an Ancient Art that few people today possess. I am in need of someone like you.”

Steven nodded. “I know horses.”

“Then it is settled,” Wilely announced matter-of-factly, raising her hand above her head to summon a Protector.

Sprinkle groaned. “Wilely think about this. What will Nodor say? Or do? He is so mean!”

“Frankly, I do not care one fathom what Nodor says.”

“He will put a curse on your head for sure!” Sprinkle warned, and then shook her blond curls in despair when Wilely giggled.? She was clearly upset by Wilely’s decision.

One of the Protectors walked over to Wilely and Steven could see the man was less than thrilled with the young woman’s choice. His expression was serious as he said, “Maiden, I must caution you. This one does not conform to the customs of our kind. I would suggest a gentler specimen.”

“I want this one, Protector,” Wilely insisted with a stubborn pout. She was used to having her way and it showed.

“Maiden, you do know the rule?” the Protector questioned politely, and Steven could see the man’s disbelief etched on his craggy features. “I must caution you?”

“Yes, I know the dashed rule!” she said forcefully, causing Sprinkle to gasp and the Protector to frown with displeasure.

“Maiden, we do not allow profanity here. You are warned.” The man’s voice was sharp and there was no hint of amusement in his eyes as he glared at her.

Steven smirked when the redhead’s pale skin turned a fiery red. “I am most sorry, Protector. I repent.”

“As well you should. I will escort you to the Manager in charge.”

Steven did not protest as he was pulled along behind the lovely Wilely. Ever since he was gunned down in that bank hold up in River Flats, Texas, his life had been one hell of a mess. The only thing he could figure is that something went wrong when he died, and instead of the Heaven he had been taught to expect, he had been sent to the future. Almost five hundred years in the future as close as he could figure. And, in his opinion, that was the same as being in Hell!

Steven watched as the elderly man, who was seated under a large umbrella, rose to his feet as they approached his table. “I am Administrator Farson. You wish to purchase this specimen, Maiden?”

“Yes, Administrator Farson. I am called Wilely,” she said and then smiled politely.

“Do you have letters from your Partner, your Father, or another male-gendered member of your family?” the elderly man asked kindly.

“No, Administrator Farson. I am making this purchase on my own as my family is all deceased.”

“You do know the rule, Maiden?” The Administrator was clearly flustered.

“Yes, Administrator Farson. I am well aware of the rule,” Wilely said quietly, and Steven suddenly had the feeling this “rule” concerned him in a big way.

“Well, I am not aware of the rule, so will someone kindly inform me what the hell is going on here?” he demanded.

“You must always address the Administrators with respect, Steven,” Wilely reprimanded him. “We are to be joined, of course.”

“Joined?” Steven looked down at the tiny redhead. “Joined how?”

“You will be my Partner,” she explained, and then looked up at him. “Do you mean to tell me you know nothing of males and females Partnering for Life?”

“Married? You want us to get married? Woman, you are out of your mind!”

“You are a Tamer, and I need a Tamer. The matter is settled. I have purchased you. You will now be my Partner in Life, and subject to me for life,” Wilely explained, as if speaking to a slow child.

“Wait just a cotton picking minute, little girl. Slavery was outlawed a long time ago, and even if you do purchase my services, you cannot force me to marry you. And for the record, I will not be subject to any woman.” The very idea! He would like nothing better than to treat her backside to a good lesson for daring to suggest such a thing.

The Administrator smiled. “Maiden, are you sure you want this particular specimen? Once I sign my name to the lists, it will be too late for you to reconsider. This specimen does not look like the type to take instruction. He would be better suited to a Serving Maid than a lady gently reared.”

“Thank you for your counsel, Administrator Farson. My decision is made. I would have this Tamer for my Partner in Life.”

“Little girl, you’d just better un-decide that matter until we talk a bit more,” Steven warned. There was no way he wanted to get married and be responsible for another person! Hell, he was dead!

“You will call me Wilely!” The redhead stomped her foot in frustration.

“Very well, Wilely,” Steve repeated her name as she requested. “This marriage is not a good idea.”

“Why not? You are a Tamer! I need a Tamer!”

“What you need is a good taming!” he countered, then felt his temper soar when all of them laughed.

“Ah! I am so happy to see you have a sense of funny, Specimen,” the Administrator said, chuckling. “Very well, Maiden Wilely. You will have your Tamer.”

Steven watched in shocked disbelief as the elderly man took a funny looking stick from the pocket of his black robe and wrote on a piece of paper. He then opened a large book, and went to a page near the middle and wrote some more. When he was finished, he smiled and said, “I now declare to one and all that Wilely has chosen Steven to Partner for Life. It is done, and cannot be undone.”

The Administrator beamed and Steven wished his hands were free so he could throttle the infuriating redhead. No sooner did the thought cross his mind than the Protector withdrew a sharp knife and cut his bonds clean through. “Honors, Steven!” He offered his hand. “I am Clayson.”

Steven shook the man’s hand, deciding it would be poor manners not to.

“Honors, Steven!” Administrator Farson also offered his hand, and Steven shook it as well, surprised by the steely strength in the elderly man’s hand.

“Honors, Steven!” Sprinkle giggled shyly, and then stood on tiptoe to kiss his cheek. “You would do well to suspect Nodor. He will be worrisome.”

“What is Nodor to you, Mrs. Johnson?” Steven looked down at his new wife to demand, surprised by the surge of pure jealously flowing through him.

“What is this you call me, Steven? I have told you several times now that my name is Wilely!” she hissed, trying to control her ire. “I will not be called by any other name but my own!” She stomped her foot for emphasis.

“You made yourself my wife, Mrs. Johnson, and my wife will use my name. End of discussion. Now, unless you want to find yourself turned up here and now for the spanking I plan to give you for forcing this wedding on me, you’ll answer my question. Who the hell is Nodor, and what is he to you?”

Wilely looked at her new Partner. “You speak strangely, Steven. Is this some of the Ancient Language you use?” Her ire was replaced with inquisitiveness.

Steven muttered under his breath. “Wilely, I asked you a question, and I want an answer right now.”

“Nodor owns the plantlands next to mine. He wished to partner with me, but his expectations were not mine.” She clearly thought that this was all the explanation Steven needed, and turned to bid a polite goodbye to the elderly Administrator, taking the paper he offered her and placing it in the small case she carried. “We will seek our plantlands now, Steven,” she announced and took off at a brisk pace, clearly expecting him to follow her.

Steven easily overtook the small woman and took her elbow in his large hand. “Young lady, you and I are going to have to have a serious talk about a few things.”

“I am sure you have questions about what I require of you.” Wilely nodded regally. “It will not be so difficult for you to grasp. I raise horses on my plantlands, and you will be the Tamer. This can be a most profitable enterprise, but I have been unable to restrain Tamers.”

“Restrain them from what?” Steven asked curiously.

“Restrain them from choosing other enterprises. Most Tamers feel horses are solely the male-gender’s enterprise. Nodor is such, and he makes it unpleasant for any Tamer who comes to work for me.”

“So you married me so I could not leave?” Steven demanded, tempted to shake her.

“This word ‘married’; is it the same as Partnering?” she inquired of him.

“Nothing here is the same as where I come from, little girl.” He shook his head and chuckled, deciding it was better to laugh than cry at his strange situation.

“I am not a little girl!” She stopped walking to glare at him.

“Yes, you are ‘little’ and you are a girl,” he stated, watching her green eyes flash with temper, and feeling a sense of satisfaction and amusement. “And, honey, you’d better not do what you’re thinking unless you want that spanking right here and now in front of all these people.”

“My name is Wilely. Try saying it a few times, and perhaps you will manage to recollect it the next time you wish to address me!” She vented her displeasure in a loud voice.

“And you will be addressing me as ‘sir’ before this day is over.” He leaned down until his nose was even with hers. “I would advise you to tread lightly, Mrs. Johnson. I am not a man to permit my wife to run roughshod over me.”

Sprinkle started giggling, and then laughed even harder when Wilely looked at her in displeasure. “What is there to laugh at, Sprinkle?”

“Wilely, you did not pay as much attention to Ancient History as I did. Your Partner is obviously better educated than you are. I tried to warn you to reconsider, but now it is too late.”

“This is senseless chatter, Sprinkle. If you have something to communicate to me, then speak it now before we get to our transport.” Wilely was surprised by the censure in her words. As a rule, she never spoke harshly to her best friend.

Far from taking umbrage, Sprinkle giggled again. “Wilely, your Partner is threatening you with a spanking, and yet you persist in provoking him!”

Steve couldn’t help grinning at the blonde, and then he chuckled out loud when his new wife whispered, “What is a spanking, Sprinkle?”

“You will find out before this day is over, Mrs. Johnson,” he promised, then halted and stared at her as he realized where they were. “Forget it. There is no way in hell you are getting me in one of those contraptions.”

Wilely looked at him, and then said innocently, “I find it rather difficult to believe that you are afraid of a little Glider-Motion.”

“It is not safe, and I am not doing it!” he reiterated. “God did not intend for man to fly. If He did, we would have all of us been born with wings to flap and soar in the sky like birds do.”

“Fine, but it is a very long walk to my plantlands. You should arrive in about two sets of seven.”

“Two weeks?” Steve repeated.

“A week in Ancient language is one set of seven,” Sprinkle supplied the information to her friend.

“I cannot believe you fear this simple vehicle, but not horses!” Wilely mused. “Most men are terrified of horses!” She giggled, and then laughed outright.

Steve knew he would never have Wilely’s respect if he refused to ride the damned contraption, so he decided to risk it at least one time. “Let’s go home, wife.”

Wilely was proud of herself, and wasted no time getting her Partner strapped into his seat. She started the Glider-Motion, and hurriedly left the parking lot behind. “No need for you to worry, Steven. I am rated Class A-1,” she couldn’t help bragging a bit, but was disappointed when he didn’t seem suitably impressed by her declaration.

Steven was having difficulty breathing as the Glider-Motion left the ground and soared forward at an incredibly fast rate of speed. His stomach muscles tightened in what he recognized as plain and simple fear. And it did nothing to endear his redheaded little wife to him! Eventually, however, he realized the Glider-Motion was moving at a steady pace, and neither Sprinkle nor Wilely seemed the least bit concerned that they would plummet to the ground. He forced himself to relax by taking several deep breaths and letting them out slowly, and then he looked out the window to his left and got a good look below. He was amazed by the size of the city they were leaving behind, and that he didn’t even know its name.

“What is the name of the city we’re leaving, Wilely?” he asked, hoping his voice didn’t reflect any trace of nervousness.

Wilely’s eyes widened in surprise. “You truly do not know this, Steven?”

“I wouldn’t have asked you if I knew,” he replied.

“It is called City of Administrations. It is the main city of this province,” Wilely explained in a voice suitable for a three-year-old.

“Do not patronize me, wife. I am not a child, nor am I a dolt.”

“Do you honestly expect me to believe you are from Ancient Times, Steven?” Wilely scoffed, expertly dodging another Glider-Motion.

“I am from the year 1870, Mrs. Johnson. And since I do not lie, yes, I expect you to believe me.”

“Then explain how this came to happen?” Sprinkle turned in her seat to face him, her lavender eyes full of curiosity.

“I am a Sheriff,” he explained. “I was trying to stop a bank hold-up, and I was shot in the back. When I came to, I was here in this place.”

“You were a Protector!” Sprinkle exclaimed excitedly. “Did you hear that, Wilely?”

“Yes!” Wilely snapped in pure irritation. “Dash it all!”

Sprinkle gasped, then looked over her shoulder for Steven’s reaction. “Wilely!” she whispered. “Your language!” When Wilely simply glared at her, she whispered, “You have a partner now; he is permitted to punish you for that!”

Steven chuckled, wondering what other words were considered “bad” here in this new time and place. “What type of punishment is suitable for swearing, Sprinkle?” he asked his wife’s young friend.

Sprinkle’s lavender eyes opened wide. “I could not say for sure, Steven. I do not swear.”

“Is fibbing punishable?” he asked knowingly.

Both Sprinkle and Wilely squirmed uncomfortably. Wilely replied, “Yes, if you must know. Fibbing is most unacceptable.”

“Thanks for telling me, Wilely,” he replied. “Now then, what punishments are used for swearing?” he demanded again, using a firm tone of voice.

“I am landing now, Steven. Do not speak, please.”

Steven thought she was simply trying to avoid answering him, until he saw the look of concentration on her lovely face. Surprised to realize he didn’t feel any more fear, he watched curiously as she used the various implements to land the Glider-Motion in a small lot, choosing a spot between two other Glider-Motions.

“This is your new home, Steven.” Wilely smiled at him. “Welcome.”

The next few hours passed swiftly. Wilely introduced him as her new Partner-Tamer to everyone on the plantlands, and he had to admit he was impressed when he saw how her employees all respected her and treated her with genuine affection. Wilely also took him to the huge barn and showed him her horses. This was the one place he felt at home in this New World, and he wasted no time at all in taking charge. He could tell Wilely was a bit shocked by this, but she wisely deferred to his wishes, clearly establishing with her employees that Steven’s orders were to be obeyed.

Dinner was served in the dining room of the large house, and Steven wondered how Wilely managed to pay all the people she had working for her. He had quite a few questions he wanted to ask her, but decided to wait until they were alone for the night. He concentrated on eating the food served, relieved when he recognized some familiar ones, and trying a couple of others and not finding them too different to be enjoyed, unlike what he was served as a “specimen.”? They fed the hogs on their ranch better than what these people served “specimen.”

Finally, Sprinkle took her leave, giving Wilely a hug and kiss and a whispered comment in her ear that left Wilely blushing furiously. Then she hugged Steven, and whispered into his ear, “Be gentle with Wilely, please, Steven. I love her like a sister.”

“What did Sprinkle whisper to you?” Wilely demanded as soon as her friend left the house.

“She told me to be gentle with you, Mrs. Johnson,” Steven replied, and then he asked, “What did she whisper to you?”

Wilely’s face turned red again, and Steven didn’t think she would answer, but she finally did. “She asked me if I was ready to learn about spanking.” She glared at Steven. “I do not have a clue what she means.”

Steven chuckled. “You will before this night is over.”

“No. I do not think so. You will go to your living-space now and sleep. And I will do the same. We have a lot of work to do tomorrow.”

“Whoa! Wait just a minute, young lady.” Steven reached out and took her arm, preventing her from leaving. “Where I come from, husbands and wives sleep together in the same bed. There will be no separate rooms.”

Wilely’s green eyes opened wide in shock. “You cannot be serious?”

“I am most serious. You picked me for your husband, Wilely, and now you will have me for a husband. And that includes sharing the same bed.”

“I am not prepared for that! You will sleep in your assigned room, and that is final.” Wilely could not believe what he was suggesting. Why everyone knew that Partners did not sleep together for at least a year or more after being written in the book!

She pulled her arm free and headed for the steps, intent on going to her living-space and locking the door behind her.

Steven shook his head in exasperation and followed Wilely up the stairs. He wanted privacy for what was going to happen, and knew he didn’t want any of her employees watching as he bared her bottom for the spanking she so richly deserved.

Wilely entered her private living-space, shutting the door in his face, but before she could set the lock, he pushed the door open, sending her flying across the room. “Dash it, Steven!” she cursed.

“Swearing again, Wilely? That is a bad habit for a lady to have and is one more thing to take you to task for.” He locked the door behind him, then took the key and put it on top of the door ledge where she could not reach it without climbing on a chair.

“Steven, what are you thinking? It is unseemly for you to enter my private living-space until we have been joined for at least a year!”

“A year?” Steven repeated in disbelief, and then laughed. “Who in hell came up with that idiotic idea?”

“It is not done!” she repeated.

“It is now,” he stated calmly, advancing on her. “I warned you, little girl, that you wouldn’t like being married to me. I am not a man to let a woman call the shots, and you will learn that lesson here and now.”

“Steven!” She backed away.

“First of all, there will be no more swearing. Since you and your little friend didn’t tell me what punishments were acceptable, you will get one that I decided upon earlier today, and that is a good spanking.”

“No! I will not permit you!” Wilely declared, and then hauled off and kicked him in the shin when he reached for her.

“Ow!” Steven hopped on one foot while holding his leg in both hands. “You little brat!” He chased her around the bed, finally catching her as she tried to elude him by diving under it. He pulled her out by one slim ankle, in spite of her attempts to kick him again.

Wilely screeched, but knew that no one would be able to hear her. The bedrooms were all soundproofed, to insure complete privacy and to aid in sleep. Steven lifted her to her feet, and then dragged her over to the small bench in front of her dressing table. He sat down, and within seconds, she found herself lying face-down across his thighs. “What are you doing?” she demanded irately, thoroughly confused. She had assumed he meant to mate with her, but he certainly could not do it in this position.

“I am going to spank your butt, little girl, and teach you to have a little respect for your husband. You will not be free to kick me without retribution.” He found the small clasp holding her pants up, and within seconds, the pale pink garment was down around her knees. And to his shock, her bare fanny greeted him. “My God, you aren’t wearing drawers!”

“Well of course not! Why would I wear drawers? They belong in a dresser-chest,” she snapped, fuming. “How dare you humiliate me like this?”

“That is not amusing, Wilely. What the hell do you females call undergarments in this godforsaken time and place?” he questioned sharply. “And why the hell aren’t you wearing any? No wife of mine is going to parade around like this, I can tell you that right here and now. And no more pants, either! You will wear a dress as females are meant to do!”

“I will not! I always wear suitable clothing! And I do not like frippery!”

“Frippery is underclothing?” Steven demanded.

“Yes! And I do not wear it!” she informed him. “Now let me up, dash it!”

Steven held her tighter as she started to squirm in an effort to free herself. “You will start wearing frippery, Mrs. Johnson, do you understand me?” He brought the palm of his right hand down on her right cheek with a satisfying smack.

“Oh!” Wilely gasped in outrage. “How dare you?”

“I am your husband, and what you need is a good spanking, and believe me, that is exactly what you are going to get right here and now!” He proceeded to spank his wife’s pale bottom, ignoring her orders to stop.? He was determined to deliver a spanking that expressed his husbandly outrage at her behavior since he met her that morning. Imagine not wearing drawers! He thoroughly enjoyed the feel of his hand on her creamy white bottom as he turned her pretty bottom pink.

16 reviews for The Tamer

  1. Redrabbitt

    What a delightfully enjoyable story where an 1870 Alpha Cowboy Sheriff Steven Johnson meets 2315 Independent Maiden Wilely. She needs a Tamer for her horses on her Platlands. The plot kept me captivated and the pages turning as the Old West meets Futuristic Earth. Wilely assumes since she purchased Steven to be a Tamer, that she was in control, but he proves to her quickly and efficiently that she is sorely mistaken. This story has lots of humor and the dialog is entertaining. Tamer Steven has more to tame than just wild horses, he has a wild woman who will learn what a good old-fashioned bare bottom spanking is all about. She is a slow learner too. This story has a great cast of characters, some crazy modern methods of punishment and surprises in the mix.

  2. Redrabbitt

    What a delightfully enjoyable story where an 1870 Alpha Cowboy Sheriff Steven Johnson meets 2315 Independent Maiden Wilely. She needs a Tamer for her horses on her Platlands. The plot kept me captivated and the pages turning as the Old West meets Futuristic Earth. Wilely assumes since she purchased Steven to be a Tamer, that she was in control, but he proves to her quickly and efficiently that she is sorely mistaken. This story has lots of humor and the dialog is entertaining. Tamer Steven has more to tame than just wild horses, he has a wild woman who will learn what a good old-fashioned bare bottom spanking is all about. She is a slow learner too. This story has a great cast of characters, some crazy modern methods of punishment and surprises in the mix.

  3. Margaret Corcoran

    This story surprised me. When I read the blurb I thought that this would be the same as other sci-fi books. This is a wonderful easy read. There are disciplinary spankings but no sex. The characters are well written. The author vividly described a whole new world. The houses, transport, the laws and the interaction between the characters are alive and real. The author has the ability to transport the reader to 2315. Some things are better but the punishments are harsh and cruel. I loved Wilely and Steven and the way their relationship grew. Poor Wilely got a terrible shock when she thought she was the boss to be calmly informed that dominant. Alpha Steven was. This is a book you could tell your mother you are reading. I highly recommend it.

  4. Margaret Corcoran

    This story surprised me. When I read the blurb I thought that this would be the same as other sci-fi books. This is a wonderful easy read. There are disciplinary spankings but no sex. The characters are well written. The author vividly described a whole new world. The houses, transport, the laws and the interaction between the characters are alive and real. The author has the ability to transport the reader to 2315. Some things are better but the punishments are harsh and cruel. I loved Wilely and Steven and the way their relationship grew. Poor Wilely got a terrible shock when she thought she was the boss to be calmly informed that dominant. Alpha Steven was. This is a book you could tell your mother you are reading. I highly recommend it.

  5. SL

    4 ½ stars
    This was a Sweet futuristic story. Wilely is a property owner and horse rancher in the future. Steven is from the old west but somehow ended up as a horse tamer in the future.
    Wilely decides she needs a partner (husband) and chooses Steven because he knows his way around horses. She thinks he will bow to her wishes. Little does Wilely know that Steven is a typical male with beliefs in spanking and being the head of the household.
    There were no graphic sexual scenes. There were spankings with hairbrush, hand, switch, and belt. It had a happy ending. It was well written and enjoyable to see a spitfire woman be tamed.

  6. SL

    4 ?_ stars
    This was a Sweet futuristic story. Wilely is a property owner and horse rancher in the future. Steven is from the old west but somehow ended up as a horse tamer in the future.
    Wilely decides she needs a partner (husband) and chooses Steven because he knows his way around horses. She thinks he will bow to her wishes. Little does Wilely know that Steven is a typical male with beliefs in spanking and being the head of the household.
    There were no graphic sexual scenes. There were spankings with hairbrush, hand, switch, and belt. It had a happy ending. It was well written and enjoyable to see a spitfire woman be tamed.

  7. Rhonda

    This is a revised version of a very well written futuristic love story. I first read this book a couple of years ago and enjoyed it even more the second time. The clash of cultures between the past and future was done really well. Steven and Wilely\’s relationship does not start with friendship or love. Rather he is purchased as her Partner. Watching the love grow as they get to know each other was a delight. The spankings added extra spice to their story. Loved the fun twist with the secondary characters.

  8. Rhonda

    This is a revised version of a very well written futuristic love story. I first read this book a couple of years ago and enjoyed it even more the second time. The clash of cultures between the past and future was done really well. Steven and Wilely’s relationship does not start with friendship or love. Rather he is purchased as her Partner. Watching the love grow as they get to know each other was a delight. The spankings added extra spice to their story. Loved the fun twist with the secondary characters.

  9. gail (verified owner)

    bit confusing at times but i did enjoy it in the end. lots of hard spanking and a story

  10. gail (verified owner)

    bit confusing at times but i did enjoy it in the end. lots of hard spanking and a story

  11. Penny Gwen

    The old west clashes with the future when Steven is chosen by Wilely to be her Tamer and Partner in life. I love the way the story is told as an old fashioned cowboy western but with futuristic ideas and ways of doling out punishment. Steven defies all the conventional ways by spanking Wilely when she is sassy. I would like to read more about Cal and Sprinkle too.

  12. Penny Gwen

    The old west clashes with the future when Steven is chosen by Wilely to be her Tamer and Partner in life. I love the way the story is told as an old fashioned cowboy western but with futuristic ideas and ways of doling out punishment. Steven defies all the conventional ways by spanking Wilely when she is sassy. I would like to read more about Cal and Sprinkle too.

  13. Marybeth Renn

    I like this futuristic book. We first meet Wilely, she is a horse rancher in the future. She chooses Steven as her horse tamer and partner but he is from the 1870’s. He definitely has a different vision of the life together. Wiley learns this the hard way via lots and lots of spankings. But you also see that the trust and love starts to grow between them. I recommend this book and I give it four stars.

  14. Marybeth Renn

    I like this futuristic book. We first meet Wilely, she is a horse rancher in the future. She chooses Steven as her horse tamer and partner but he is from the 1870??s. He definitely has a different vision of the life together. Wiley learns this the hard way via lots and lots of spankings. But you also see that the trust and love starts to grow between them. I recommend this book and I give it four stars.

  15. sam

    This is a refreshingly different time travel story. Wiley from the future, chooses Steven from the past, as her tamer. Steven is a tamer of both horses and the right woman. The plot is reasonably complex and the characters well developed. There is a plethora of human emotion and spanking. Sex is not included but is not essential to the story.

  16. sam

    This is a refreshingly different time travel story. Wiley from the future, chooses Steven from the past, as her tamer. Steven is a tamer of both horses and the right woman. The plot is reasonably complex and the characters well developed. There is a plethora of human emotion and spanking. Sex is not included but is not essential to the story.

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