Cassie's New Plan

by Breanna Hayse

  Cassie knew that tantrums, pleading or begging would not help her. She also felt guilty, watching Rob start the fire in the stove to warm the room up some more. Did he really do all this with her in mind?

  “Rob, why? I mean, all this…”

  “I’ve known for years how I felt about you. So did my dumbshit brother; but Bry never said anything. I would have expected him to at least make some comment or get in my face about it; especially since he and I share everything and have no secrets from each other. I tried to avoid it, but it kept coming back. I hoped that after I finally took an active part in your life, you would either reject me completely so I could move on, or that you would show interest in me so I could move forward. Believe me, I got an earful about that from Bry.”

  “How long have you felt this way?”

  “From the day you stepped into myhouse and informed me that I was too old to live at home and needed to move out. You then took over the TV.”He chuckled.

  Cassie blushed. “I was only eight. And you guys had a bigger television than mom's.”

  “You were so cute then. But there was something about you that I needed to protect. It wasn't until you started college that I started seeing you as a woman, and that’s when I bought this farm.”

  “But this…when did you get all this done?”

  “I started two years ago and worked every waking moment. I wanted this to be a place to take you to and have you call home.”

  Cassie was silent. The house was as gorgeous as Rob, and truly was a product of love. She couldn’t shake the fear, though.

  “Rob, what if you, well, get tired of me? Then what? And the family?”

  “How could I tire of you? For 12 years you’ve occupied my mind and, yes, have given me more than one reason to want to tan your bottom. My brothers approve whole-heartedly and I believe Pop will, too. They all want what’s best for both of us. I think we are best for each other. What do you think?”

  “I need to process this, Rob. It’s too much. I mean, I don’t know how to feel what I’m feeling.”She looked scared.

  He nodded. “I understand. I’ve had all this time to think it out and, until recently, you thought I hated you. My fault again. Take your time. But, remember this: with me, you will get more love and attention than you could ever need. And that includes discipline. I can’t stand by and watch you destroy yourself, Cass.”

  She was very quiet for a moment. It was too much to hope for. Yet, she wanted it more than anything. She had pushed it away for years, covering her desire for Rob with ugly, mean words and defiance because she never believed HE could want HER as much. She gathered her courage.

  “Do you promise to never leave me? Even if you’re mad? Like the other night?”she asked timidly, her heart pounding.

  Rob nodded sincerely. “I promise. I need to control my temper at times, too. I know it’s hard to believe, but I’m only human.”

  “I…I want to try. But, I’m scared.”

  “I know, honey. I’m strong enough for both of us and I understand your fears. In time, you’ll trust me to do what's best for us. You might not like all my decisions, but you’ll always know that it’s because I believe it’s needed. I’m warning you, though, I refuse to let you go once you agree.”

  “Promise?”

  “You have my word. You also have my word that all discipline I administer will be with love. You won’t appreciate it in the least bit, but you will always know how much I love you by the discipline you receive. I don’t want you to ever feel that you are ignored or neglected in any way, good or bad. Do you want to agree to my terms to obey me and let me decide what’s best for you and for us?”he asked firmly. Cassie hesitated before nodding as she looked at the floor.

  “I don’t want to be spanked,”she whispered after a few moments of silence.

  Rob lifted her chin. “Not all your discipline will be spankings. In fact, you have a soaping coming to you. Into the bathroom with you,”he ordered.

  “But you swear all the time and so do Bry and Glenn. It’s not fair.”

  “You’re a lady and I expect you to behave like one. You also swore at me, which is off-limits. Do I call you nasty names?”

  “No,”she whispered. He tilted his head and walked into the bathroom. Cassie trembled as she followed him. He picked up a big bar of yellow soap off the dish next to the sink and ran it under warm water.

  “Open. More,”he ordered, pressing the brick into her mouth. She immediately gagged, her eyes watering.

  “Go stand in that corner until I tell you to come out. This is what happens to young ladieswho chose to use unseemly language, especially directed at the men who love them,”he scolded, pointing to the empty corner at the far end of the room. Cassie tried so hard not to swallow the putrid soap, her gag reflexes going haywire and her mouth burning with the nasty taste. How humiliating! She was not a child, yet he was treating her like she was, well, eight again! And he swore all the time! It wasn’t fair!

  Tears dripped down her cheeks when she realized that had this been done when she was a child, she would probably not be there today. Cassie loved her mom, but both she and Bill had let Cassie do whatever she wanted without any consequences. Her anger shifted to shame and her shoulders sagged with remorse. That was Rob’s cue.

  “You can go rinse your mouth out, Cass. Hurry now. There’s a new toothbrush in the cabinet for you.”

  NOTHING she could do got that horrid taste out of her mouth! In fact, the more she brushed, the soapier things got. She heard Rob chuckling. He knew that! Anger started to rise again, but she quickly pushed it down. It was her own fault and she knew it.

  “That’s enough time. Come in here,”Rob called after ten minutes of her frantically trying to wash out the taste. Reluctantly, she obeyed. She gulped, seeing a large wooden paddle on the bed. The bastard probably made that himself, too, she fumed.

  He read her mind. “I’m quite the craftsman, wouldn’t you say? I am going to bare your bottom and then you’re going to bend over with your hands on the chair. Oh, stop looking at me like that; I’ve already seen your bottom.”

  As well as your other pretty parts, he thought devilishly.

  Cassie’s lip quivered. “Please, Rob, not with that…that THING! It will KILL me!”

  “Don’t be such a drama queen. That THING is going to be a solid reminder, once again, of my love for you. Now come here, you don’t want to anger me. I’d have to cut a switch and I have a very large willow tree in the back that would yield a nice one,”he said patiently.

  When she didn’t move, he approached her. “Okay, then we will take the next step in getting you to listen. Move an inch and the switch is being cut.”

  Cassie gulped as Rob unbuttoned her jeans and slowly pulled them down past her thighs and to the floor, before making her step out of them. Her panties followed and blood rushed to her face. She couldn’t face him, she was so ashamed. Rob did not stop there. He lifted her sweater up over her head and then deftly removed her bra. She stood naked in front of him and trembled, praying he did not notice the wetness growing between her legs as he walked slowly around her, fully viewing her body.

  “You’re beautiful,”he whispered, feeling his cock stir in his pants. Focus…“Bend over and grab the edges of that chair. Do NOT challenge me.”

  His tone forced immediate obedience, despite her trepidation. She blushed deeply as she grasped the seat, feeling very vulnerable and exposed as he pressed his hand upon the small of her back and forced her to stick her bottom out.

  “This is so humiliating, Robby. Please…”

  “No, sweetheart, thisis humiliating,”Rob commented, exposing her glistening womanhood as he gently pushed her legs slightly apart with his foot. Cassie moaned, squeezing her eyes shut, knowing he could see everything she wanted so desperately to hide.

  Rob chuckled, rubbing his hand over her soft bottom and lightly touching her swollen nether lips. Cassie jumped, surprised by his boldness. His fingers continued to c
aress her folds, barely touching her sex. She inhaled sharply as the tip of one finger lightly flicked her clit. She was dripping with desire and hated her body for responding that way.

  “Stop it, Rob,”she panted, resisting the urge to thrust herself against his hand.

  Rob immediately ceased, shocking her. She really didn’t want him to actually stop, for crying out loud!

  “What are you doing to me?”she murmured.

  “I’m teaching you a lesson. There’s something about me that only Bry knows. I not only want your love, but your complete submission. If I need to gain that through keeping you naked and exposed, then I will. Happily, I might add.”Rob picked up the paddle.

  Cassie’s heart pounded. “What do you mean? You’re scaring me!”she whimpered.

  He looked at her, love in his eyes. “I will never harm you. But I will be causing you pain every time I have to spank you. I will have you know that you belong to me. As my possession, you will never put yourself at risk again.”

  Cassie viewed those words as her death sentence. As soon as they were spoken, the large, thick paddle struck her pale, bare bottom. She could not scream; the agony was so great that it sucked the air from her lungs. She fought not to crumble to the floor, the jolt of the impact traveling down to her toes.

  Rob waited, walking in front of her, meeting her astonished eyes. Once again, there was no mistaking the love for her in his eyes. They even looked a little pained.

  “By the end of today, Cassandra, you will know that I own you,”Rob promised, returning to his position behind her.

  His hand stroked the slightly purple bruise that was already starting to show. He caught a deep breath, drew back his arm and expertly landed the paddle across both sit spots, lifting her to her toes.

  Cassie screamed out that time. “Why are you doing this to me? I thought you loved me!”she gasped for breath. Rob met her eyes for a third time, touching a tear on her cheek.

  “You have your doubts? I told you that it’s my intention to own your heart and soul like you have owned mine for so long. Do you understand how much danger you were in, drinking and smoking pot with those two guys? What if they got to you before the cops showed up?”he asked, walking around behind her once again.

  “I was stupid. I’m sorry…OWW!”she screamed again, arching her back to try to escape the terrible, white-hot blaze left on her backside by the paddle. Another stroke followed before she had a chance to catch her breath.

  “Good. That was only four. Ask me for another. Then thank me for loving you enough to punish you for your foolishness,”Rob said gently.

  Cassie's head touched the back on the chair, her tears pooling on the wooden seat. How did she get herself into this situation? Remorse filled her. She knew it was due to her own rebellious and senseless actions that she had ended up in this position. Still, she could not find the ability to be THANKFUL for this treatment!

  “Please, Robby... No more. I’m begging you!”she pleaded for mercy.

  “Obey me, Cass. You promised. You said trust meant keeping a promise, even when it hurts. I know you won’t believe it right now but it hurts me to have to spank you, but I promised I would. You would not respect me if I abandoned my word now, would you?”

  Cassie groaned, appalled that he actually used her own words from her essay against her! He waited. He had all the time in the world and the booming storm outside simply added the measure of darkness and foreboding needed to get her to take him seriously.

  “Please, Rob…may I have another?”she gulped.

  “Yes, you may. I want you to call me Robby or Sir, especially when you are being punished. I like it. Maybe, one day, you’ll even call me Master,”he said, pulling his strong his arm back and aiming for the tender, soft flesh of her upper thighs. Cassie yelled out at the same time as the thunder boomed.

  She fought to breathe, her bottom and thighs felt like she had just sat on a bed of coals. Her throat ached from crying and her eyes stung with tears. She knew there was no possible way she could take any more of this. She also knew she could not stop him. They were in the middle of nowhere, far away from her home.

  “Well, darling? I’m waiting.”

  “Thank you for loving me enough to punish me... Robby,”she groaned, wishing desperately for a tissue as well as a sudden break in by the FBI to rescue her. No, maybe not... That WOULD be humiliating.

  “That wasn't so hard, now was it?”

  “N-no, sir.”

  There was silence.

  “Please, Robby, may I have another?”she whimpered.

  “No, you may not. You did well, Cassie-girl. Come to me,”Rob said, holding out his arms. She flung herself into his embrace, her face pressed against his shirt. His own heart pounded in his chest as he held her naked body against him, the scent of her hair filled his nose while her tears flooded from her eyes, drenching his shirt.

  “You’re a good girl. I know that was hard, but I’m proud of you. It’s chilly, so I’m going to allow you to get dressed. Go blow your nose and let’s enjoy the storm, ok? I’ll be in the kitchen, making hot cocoa.”

  “Robby?”

  “Yes, Baby?”

  “Will you…”She hesitated. “Will you dress me?”

  “Of course I will.”Rob smiled. She was falling naturally into the role without even knowing it. He gently pulled her sweater over her head, sans bra, and had her hold his broad shoulders as she stepped into her panties and jeans. She winced painfully as he secured them over her hips and patted her aching bottom.

  “Sit on the bed and let me put your sneakers and socks on you.”

  “It hurts.”

  “Sit,”he ordered. She grimaced as she slowly obeyed, still amazed at the gentleness he displayed as he dressed her. She knew that, despite her tender hind end, her love for him was starting to grow even deeper as he performed this simple act of caring. With a kiss, he went downstairs to make the hot cocoa.

  Cassie watched him leave, suddenly feeling thrown off. What did he mean when he said he would own her and that she was his possession? And making her ask for more and then thanking him for it! Was he one of those sadistic sickos that got off on brutalizing women for his own demented pleasure? Rob could be a total prick, but she had never believed him to be like that!

  Her self-protection mechanism took over and anger started to light inside her. In a matter of minutes, any remorse about her own actions suddenly dissipated. She would get to the bottom of this, no matter the cost! There was no chance in hell that she would allow him to make her into a personal punching bag.

  Chapter Six

  Cassie painfully hobbled downstairs, running her hand along the smooth wooden rail. How could someone be so beautifully artistic yet so inflexible?

  “Cass? I’m on the patio.” She heard Rob’s voice from the back of the house. She followed the hallway and paused. He hadn’t shown her this part of his home. It was an enclosed patio with windows on all three sides. Trees framed the room and there was an unobstructed view of the lake. Two mugs of steaming hot cocoa sat on the table, complete with marshmallows.

  “Hey, baby, how are you feeling?”he asked as he embraced her. She felt stiff in his arms and he frowned. “What’s wrong? I was remarkably lenient with you and you should appreciate that.”

  “I do. Trust me, I do,”she lied. She appreciated nothing, feeling like a prisoner in yet another beautiful gilded cage.

  She accepted a mug from him. “Thank you. Rob? Can we talk?”she asked carefully as she gingerly sat upon the well cushioned seat.

  Rob nodded, waiting, as she sipped the rich, comforting drink. She smiled; he had put some Kahlua in it.

  “I threw you off with wanting to own you, didn’t I?”he observed calmly. She nodded silently, still obviously fearful of his temper. He took a deep breath. “Ever since I can remember, there was a strong part of me that needed to be in control. I’m sure that totally surprises you,”he said smiling.

  “Yeah, right. No, not at all!”Cas
sie forced a smile as she relished her beverage. She had to give him this much, he certainly knew how to make the perfect hot cocoa!

  “Didn’t think so. I was introduced to the BDSM scene by a friend when I was 21. It freaked me out at first, especially since a lot of the guys involved in that particular club were gay and into things like pony play and stuff. That didn’t pique my interest, but other things did. I met this one man, David. He was a top and into domestic discipline. His partner, Steve, had come over and showed deference to Dave, calling him Master. I could see the love they had for each other through the act of submission and domination. David explained how Steve was his property, like a precious piece of art that he was privileged to own. I knew instantly that I wanted that type of love in my life. To have someone I could take care of in every sense and who would trust me to do so. No matter what I asked of them.”

  “You don’t get into strangling people, do you?”Cass asked hesitantly.

  Rob laughed, shaking his head. “No, I’m not a sadist. Although I have my moments of feeling a bit sadistic. I’m a football player—I think we all do. Even our Bry gets his rocks off when he floors an opponent with a good tackle,”he pointed out. “No, I want the old fashioned, traditional type of household where the man was master of the home and the woman was his to cherish, and she showed her love through obedience. That’s what I want.”

  “What if it isn’t what Iwant?”Cassie asked carefully.

  Rob stayed relaxed, he was prepared for this. “Are you certain it isn’t what you want? You can’t deny how your body reacted to my strength, or the sense of safety you have when I’m in control. Even now, after a paddling, you are more relaxed than I’ve seen you in years.”

  “Yes, but...”

  “But what? You can’t deny it. You want this as much as I do. You just don’t know it yet. I’ll bet you’re also very wet.” His eyes sparkled.

  Cassie felt heat rise to her face. “You’re crazy. It’s the liquor.”

  “Maybe. In the meantime, I’m holding you to your promise to obey and trust me. Come sit with me.”