And now for something completely different from Devlin O’Neill:
In a deadly and not too distant future, Sergeant Cameron has the best job he can imagine—chief disciplinarian at a women’s prison—and he is very good at his work. His Inmate Regulation Center resounds daily with the crack of the paddle, the wisp of the cane, and the heartfelt wails of unruly inmates as he sternly punishes bare bottoms. Even his fellow correctional officers—all female—are not exempt from the sting of leather or the heat of his palm on their squirming behinds when they misbehave—sometimes on purpose, hopeful of exactly that outcome and the steamy sex that follows.
Cameron paid heavily for his ideal employment, and he has the heroic credentials and the scars to prove it, but time is running out. The virus plague that fragmented the U.S. to small nation states rages still, as do the wars that started soon after. And decorated veteran that he is, Cameron must rejoin the fight. Although enemies surround his tiny republic, Cameron’s toughest foe comes from within.
Corporal Idaho is hot literary erotica from a master of craft with the gloves off.
