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Candy Caning: A Kinky Holiday Story
Candy Caning: A Kinky Holiday Story
Candy Caning: A Kinky Holiday Story
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Candy Caning: A Kinky Holiday Story

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Nate is dreading the annual Christmas visit with his family, during which they will ignore or insult his partner and Dominant. Stephen tries hard to take Nate’s mind off the trip with the promise—and threat—of a three-foot-long candy cane. It’s a race to see if Nate’s resolve or the candy cane will shatter first.

This short story was previously published, and is available as part of the O Come All Ye Kinky anthology.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherL.A. Witt
Release dateAug 6, 2019
ISBN9780463182529
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L.A. Witt

L.A. Witt is the author of Back Piece. She is a M/M romance writer who has finally been released from the purgatorial corn maze of Omaha, Nebraska, and now spends her time on the southwestern coast of Spain. In between wondering how she didn’t lose her mind in Omaha, she explores the country with her husband, several clairvoyant hamsters, and an ever-growing herd of rabid plot bunnies.

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    Candy Caning - L.A. Witt

    Candy Caning

    A Kinky Holiday Story

    By

    L.A. Witt

    Copyright Information

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

    Second edition

    Copyright © 2019 L.A. Witt

    First edition published by Riptide Publishing as part of the O Come All Ye Kinky holiday anthology.

    Cover Art by Lori Witt

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission of the publisher, and where permitted by law. Reviewers may quote brief passages in a review. To request permission and all other inquiries, contact L.A. Witt at gallagherwitt@gmail.com

    About Candy Caning

    Nate is dreading the annual Christmas visit with his family, during which they will ignore or insult his partner and Dominant. Stephen tries hard to take Nate’s mind off the trip with the promise—and threat—of a three-foot-long candy cane. It’s a race to see if Nate’s resolve or the candy cane will shatter first.

    This short story was previously published, and is also available as part of the O Come All Ye Kinky anthology.

    Candy Caning

    We’re not even out of the car when the festive sound of the Salvation Army’s begging bell reaches us. Impressive when you consider we’re parked in the back forty because it’s a federal law that mall parking lots must be fucking packed between Black Friday and the day after Christmas.

    I’m not the only one who hears the bell.

    Stephen slams the driver’s side door and glares at the mall. If looks could kill, the whole place would be a smoldering crater.

    I try to hide my amusement, but can’t help grinning as I ask, Ready?

    From across the roof of the car, he throws me one of his infamous Stephen frowns. Explain to me again why we’re here.

    I don’t even try not to smirk as I come around to his side. Because the grocery store doesn’t have a decent selection of scented candles, hideous sweaters, or ski gloves?

    The look gets less amused. So does the voice. Nate, I ask again—

    Oh, come on. I slip a gloved hand around his elbow. We do this every year. It’s not that bad. I pause. Well, I mean, this part isn’t.

    Mm-hmm.

    I don’t argue. If he really didn’t want to be here, he wouldn’t be, and he wouldn’t be walking with me now past the rows of cars and piles of dirty snow toward the glowing

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