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“But if you’re going to get spanked regardless of what you do, how is that an incentive to show respect or act a certain way? Why not do what you want if you’re going to pay for it?”
    “Oh, I still get punishment spankings,” Candi answered cheerfully. “Maintenance isn’t punishment. It’s…reassurance. It reassures me of my role in the marriage and Tucker of his place. Not all couples practice maintenance, but it works for us.
    “I dislike it when Tucker is actually spanking me, and I kick and scream the house down, but I feel so much better afterward,” she said happily, as if she were discussing the restorative benefits of a deep-tissue massage.
    Melania looked away, trying to process everything she was hearing. She spied a near-full bottle of wine on the island. “Excuse me, would either of you like another glass of wine?” She glanced from Liz to Candi as she reached for the bottle.
    “Sure. Thank you.” Liz held out her empty glass.
    “Just a half,” Candi said. “The last time I overdid it at a party, Tucker spanked me the next day.”
    Melania poured wine into their glasses—only a half in Candi’s, since she didn’t want to be responsible for the woman getting spanked—and took a sip of her own.
    “I find spanking almost meditative,” Liz said. “Some people refer to it as an afterglow. Some women reach a kind of euphoria.”
    “All I reached was pain,” Melania said. “All I could think of as it was happening was how much it hurt.”
    Liz nodded vigorously, as if Melania had proved her point. “Exactly. All your attention was focused on the experience. You weren’t thinking about what you had going on at work, or this dinner party, or anything else. You existed in the moment. It pushed that Reset button Candi referred to.”
    “Well, if it’s supposed to make me calm and centered, it didn’t. I’m so confused, I don’t know what’s what.” Or what she should do next. Going to her parents was no longer an option. Given the information she now had, she knew her father would not allow her to return home, not that she wanted to anymore. Running away wouldn’t solve her problem. She needed to stay and work it out with Jared.
    “That’s a normal reaction after the first spanking or two,” Liz commented. “Especially when a woman is as unprepared as you were. The afterglow, the sense of well-being will grow as you receive more spankings. You’ll learn more about your needs, and Jared will learn too.”
    “Of course, the orgasms help,” Candi chimed in.
    “What?” Melania couldn’t believe her ears.
    “Oh, yeah. The sex afterward is fantastic.” Candi grinned. “It’s worth a spanking just for the sex. Tucker and I almost always make love after he spanks me. It’s totally hot. It’s like all my senses are in tune, and when I come, it’s like a supernova blast.” She smiled slyly. “That’s what I really like about maintenance.”
    Candi swirled her wine in her glass. “Don’t get me wrong; I don’t enjoy it while my poor butt is being reddened, but I love it when Tucker puts his foot down and goes dom on me,” she added. “He’s normally so easygoing, it’s a big turn-on to see that kind of dominance. The anticipation of a spanking is very seductive.”
    Melania tightened her fingers around her goblet. “I can’t imagine it being erotic. It’s painful and awful,” she said. Jared had warned her a real spanking would be different from a play one, but it literally hadn’t hit home until it actually happened. Yet she also remembered the sexual way Jared had touched her afterward. What if she hadn’t rejected his advances? Would he have kissed her and made it all better? Perhaps if she had permitted the physical intimacy in addition to the physical chastisement, it would have made a difference in her feelings now.
    Liz shook her head. “Candi is right. Eroticism is part of the package. When you put your body, heart, mind, and soul in your husband’s