Time Out: The Game Plan, Book Two

by Breanna Hayse

  Cassie moaned, lifted her hips and meeting his strokes, squeezing her muscles tightly against the rigid pole that so delightfully, and so completely, impaled her. She could not tell who it belonged to, nor did she care. Tiny whimpers rose from her throat as two pairs of teeth nipped both nipples and hands caressed the areas where the large hovering torso failed to touch. A wave of sensation washed over her and Cassie screamed her release, punctuated by the sudden, driving force of the hard cock pumping in and out of her. The owner remained silent as he flooded her insides with his thick, hot cum, driving the tip to the back of her womb. Spent, he collapsed on top of her while hands and lips continued to touch her tired body. Cassie mumbled something, closing her eyes beneath the blindfold. Sleep overcame her as the cock slowly slid from her pussy, and two sets of lips kissed either side of her cheeks. Blankets were tucked gently around her and she purred, fully satisfied.

  Chapter Four

  “So, how are you going to handle this little research project you’ve got going, Miss Suzanne?” Rob asked as the three ‘adults’ sat sipping coffee while the two ‘children’ watched cartoons on Rob’s big TV. Cassie was lying on the couch, her head in Glenn’s lap as he happily fed her fruit loops. Rob elbowed Bryon, pointing at his younger siblings. That exact same scene had not changed since the very first Saturday morning after the 8-year old girl moved in and took over their lives. The only difference between then and now was that Cassie was on her side because of her sore bottom, not because she was feeling lazy.

  “I need to play it by ear. If she does as I asked, she will start to write out her personal experience. It will actually make an excellent book if I can get the intimate touch in it. My publisher likes the spicy truth. The hotter, the better,” Suzanne grinned, winking.

  “How do you plan on getting your kinky little paws on her journal? She would be too embarrassed to share it with you if she does what you asked,” Bryon asked, his frown deepening.

  “Well, blackmail, of course!”

  “You devious little… Let me guess, you aren’t planning on paying her unless you see something in writing that she’s researching!” He looked appalled.

  “Bingo, Big Boy.” Suzanne winked, ignoring the seething anger in Bryon’s eyes.

  “Suzanne Bichat, you seriously need a good paddling. How could you do such a thing to that kid? She’s killing herself to survive and needs this money,” Rob reprimanded, equally revolted by her plan. Glenn looked up hopefully. Mom might get paddled? Oooo that would be fun to watch. She’s been really mean and bitchy lately.

  “Get your eyes back on the television, young man. You are not getting a show today.” Suzanne scolded. Glenn pouted, obeying.

  “You will pay her stipend, Suzanne, and on time without her having to ask. If you don’t, you and I will have some words,” Bryon was serious. He also noticed the startled, unexpected expression on Suzanne’s face. “Rob? Is the Playground open for visitors? Maybe I could take Kris there for research,” Bryon suggested.

  “I’ll call and talk to Hank. Yes?” Rob said, looking up at Cassie. She climbed into his lap.

  “My ‘ow’ hurts,” she mumbled, unable to find a comfortable position.

  “I’m sure it does.”

  “Did you get spanked again, honey?” Suzanne asked with concern.

  Cassie nodded. “Yes, Aunt Suzanne. By both Robby and Daddy. Then Daddy plugged me with some awful burning stuff that makes me still hurt when I go to the bathroom.”

  “Oh, no… that’s horrid! What did you do that was so bad to deserve a grown up punishment? Come here, baby girl.” Suzanne put her arms out for the tiny girl, holding her gently on her lap and rocking her.

  “I was disrespectful and rude for the third, and last, time,” Cassie confessed, leaning lovingly against the woman’s shoulder.

  Glenn moped. “How come you don’t feel sorry for me after I get spanked?” he demanded.

  Suzanne frowned, looking at him from over Cassie’s head. “You aren’t being chastised by two very large and overtly powerful men. Maybe I should let them take a swing at your butt. You’d think twice before challenging me. He’s becoming more defiant each day,” the woman informed her friends.

  “Not gonna happen, Suz.” Glenn, the grown-up, said. His brothers both shook their heads.

  “We’ll slug him for you, but his ass is yours.” Rob commented.

  “Agreed. I like nice, soft round girl bottoms.” Bryon reached over to tickle Cassie.

  “Don’t!” Cassie slipped out of her role. “Bryon?”

  “What?”

  “If you get a new little girl, does that mean you won’t be my Daddy anymore?”

  “No, honey. I will always be your Daddy. I promised. You would have a sister to play with, though.”

  “Where would you live?”

  “That’s far in the future, baby. Don’t you worry, ok? I love you.” Bryon said.

  “You’re stuck with him, sweetheart. Plus, he knows he has an open invitation to move in with us on a permanent basis. If he got a little girl, we could all be together. I’d be her Uncle.” Rob reassured her.

  “Really?”

  “Really.”

  Cassie smiled, leaning against Suzanne as the tall woman held her affectionately. A sister? That might be fun! As long as Daddy and Robby didn’t love her more than they love me, she thought with a frown.

  * * *

  Bryon’s cell phone rang shortly after Suzanne left with Glenn after dinner. It was Kristina.

  “Bryon, I’m so sorry to bother you. I had no one else to call,” she said as she started crying.

  “Are you alright? What happened?” Bryon felt his heart pound, looking at his brother fearfully.

  “I’m fine. I just got into a little bit of trouble.”

  “Where are you?”

  “At the police station. I got pulled over for reckless driving. I started falling asleep behind the wheel.”

  “Oh shit. Ok, I’m on my way. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything.”

  “Do you want us to come with you?” Rob offered.

  Bryon shook his head, yanking on his boots, and grabbing his keys and wallet. “No, I’ll be fine. I’ll call you. Cassandra, be a good girl while I’m gone.”

  “Don’t worry, Bry. I have something special planned since she’s been such a good big girl today. Take your time.” Rob grinned, his hand stroking the inside of Cassie’s thigh. Shivering, she grinned at him. She loved his ‘special plans.’

  Bryon hopped into his jeep and started back towards town. He phoned Suzanne as he drove and told her about the call.

  “My, my… it seems like things are falling straight into your lap, Big Boy. You can use the opportunity to exact payment, you know,” she tittered.

  “Like I’ve said before, you are one kinky, manipulative bitch. Next time I see you, I promise that you will finally find out what it means to me on MY bad side,” Bryon admonished as the woman laughed. “I’m not joking around this time, I’m really unhappy with you about this. You know my feelings towards dishonesty. Now, be serious.”

  “I am being serious. Ok, chill out. Follow your instincts. The fact she called on you to help after only knowing you for a week says quite a bit. She’s either interested in you or she’s desperate.”

  “I’m inclined to believe the latter. She hasn’t really shown me that she wants anything other than friendship.” Byron said bitterly.

  “That’s even better. Put your massive ego aside and use this time to gain her trust. Show your interest. Be inventive.”

  “You are absolutely no help. I want her off these shifts, so you better pay her tomorrow.”

  “You’re welcome. Call me later,” Suzanne laughed, hanging up on him.

  Byron arrived at the police station 20 minutes later and walked inside.

  “Holy cow! Are you Bill Johnson’s boy? You look just like him.” an older officer asked, reaching out his hand.

  “Bryon Johnson. I gather you know Pop
.”

  “Played with him way back when a football was still made out of pigskin. I ran into your kid sister last year. How’s she doing?”

  “I don’t think you or Pop are quite that old. Cassie is doing much better, though. I appreciate your asking. No more pot or hanging out with sailors.” Bryon smiled. “I’m actually here for my girlfriend, Kristina Barker.”

  “Ah, yes, our reckless driver. She tested negative on the breath analysis, but appeared to be driving under the influence.”

  “I can vouch for her. She pulled a double shift and shouldn’t have been driving because she was so tired. Was anyone hurt?”

  “Fortunately not. She’s a first time offender and…. Hell, just take your girl home and make her get some sleep. No charges will be filed,” the man smiled kindly, feeling very sorry for the young woman who would have to face the frown attached to her giant of a boyfriend.

  “Thank you so much. Here’s Pop’s phone number. Why don’t you give him a call? I’m sure he’d like that,” Bryon said gratefully, scribbling down the information.

  “I’ll do that. Cal! Let Miss Barker out. She has a pick up,” the officer shouted to the back. He turned again to the towering young man, “Hey, Bryon?”

  “Yes, sir?”

  “Be gentle with her. I think she’s scared out of her mind.”

  “Of course I’ll be gentle with her. I’m the family Teddy Bear. Don’t worry,” he promised, turning when Kristina was brought into the room. Bryon reached his long arms out to her and she rushed into them, clinging to him tightly. “Are you ok, Krissy?” he asked, kissing the top of her head.

  “Just take me home, Bry. Please,” she begged, closing her eyes. Bryon waved to the officers and, placing his arm around the girl’s shoulders, led her out to his jeep.

  “You look terrible,” Bryon said, reaching across her to buckle the seatbelt.

  She just shook her head. “It’s been a day from hell. Thank you so much for coming to get me. I didn’t know who else I could call.”

  “I’m glad you did. Let’s get you home and to bed.”

  “Thanks,” she yawned, curling her legs underneath her on the seat and leaning against the door.

  A few minutes later, Bryon glanced at her to find her sound asleep. Poor kid. Instead of driving to the dorms, he turned the car towards Bill’s house knowing that he could keep a better eye on her if she was close by. He carried Kristina upstairs and placed her on Cassie’s bed, pulling off her shoes and tucking her under the blankets. Stroking the curly red hair from her face, Bryon studied her. Her complexion was light and flawless, with long dark lashes and a few freckles sprinkled across the bridge of her nose. Again, as on the night they met, he could easily envision her wearing a flouncy light blue dress and ankle socks. She looked so young and so adorable that he couldn’t help but lean forward and kiss her forehead.

  “Bryon?” Her eyes fluttered opened.

  “Shhh, I took you to my house. You’re in Cassie’s room. Get some sleep and I’ll see you in the morning.”

  “I have to work tomorrow. I can’t….”

  “You are not going to work tomorrow. Period. You will stay in bed until I feel you are rested enough to have a little discussion as to why you almost killed yourself tonight. I will call your boss and let him know you are ill and in my care.”

  “You can’t do that. I’ll lose my job!” Kristina protested, sitting up.

  Bryon pressed her back down. “I certainly can. Better your job than your life. I warned you about what happens when I get involved in your life. No more arguing, young lady. I’m down the hall if you need me.”

  “My car?”

  “I’ll have Pop drive to the station with me to get it.”

  “I can’t be such an inconvience to you, Bryon! It’s not right.”

  “You will never be an inconvience to me or anyone in my family. And it’s right if I say it’s right, so I don’t want to hear another sound about that. Go to sleep.”

  “Don’t you have to work tomorrow?” Kristina suddenly yawned.

  “I’ll have the team captain run the plays and call in a sub for my class,” Bryon stood, turning towards the door. “Oh, by the way; didn’t you tell me you were off tomorrow? We were going to go out for dinner.”

  “I took an early shift for some extra money. I was going to be off by five,” Kristina said quietly.

  “I see. Tomorrow, my dear, I promise that you and I are going to sit down and have a serious talk. There will be some changes. Now, go to sleep.”

  Kristina stared at him then, huffing, flipped to her side with her back to him. Bryon hid a smile. So, there was a little defiance in her after all!

  * * *

  “First position!” Rob barked after Bryon had driven away. Cassie smiled, scrambling to obey. Rob shook his head, walking around her slowly.

  “What is this?” he asked, tugging on her sweater.

  “Um, a shirt, Robby,” Cassie answered, frowning. Rob placed his hands on his hips and stared at her. “But, we’re in the middle of the living room,” Cassie said, realizing what he wanted.

  “Take it off.”

  “Yes, sir,” Cassie whispered, slowly removing her sweater and letting it drop to the floor. Rob pointed to her jeans, which also landed in a heap. Cassie stood, shivering, in her pale pink bra and matching panties.

  “Go upstairs and bring me leather. Your choice,” Rob commanded. “And come back naked!”

  Heart pounding with excitement, Cassie rushed to obey. She shed what little protection she had left on her and grabbed the flogger that she had felt that ‘special, secret’ night when she was consumed by primal lust. She wanted to experience this delightful implement to the fullest.

  Rob grinned, stoking the fire and glancing around the room. They had always initiated their ‘playtime’ in the bedroom, but he was in the mood for something different and very naughty. He went into the garage and brought out a new ‘toy’.

  Cassie skidded to a halt, staring at the device Rob placed in the center of the living room floor.

  “What’s that?” she asked.

  “I’ve been doing some more wood working, my love. Look at how smooth the edges are,” Rob commented wickedly, running his hand over the beveled interior of the single holed stocks. Cassie nervously approached him.

  “What’s it for?” she asked as he pulled her into his arms and drew her mouth deeply into his. Her knees buckled in his embrace. She loved him so much!

  “My pleasure,” Rob responded. “You trust me, right?”

  “Of course I do, but this looks scary.”

  “I’ll never harm you. Kneel onto the platform and place your stomach over that hole.”

  Holding her breath, Cassie obeyed. She felt him drop the top of the stocks across her back and latch it into place. The device was well-padded and supported her upper body well, leaving her bottom half completely vulnerable to every impulse Rob could imagine.

  “I can’t see what you’re doing back there,” Cassie said softly, unable to look around or see past the high piece of wood that walled her back end from her front.

  “Are you comfortable?” Rob asked, running his hand along her back and flank.

  “Yes, sir. I guess,” Cassie responded timidly. She cringed as Rob snapped the flogger into his hand.

  “This little piece of furniture should be a lot of fun. How do you feel?”

  “Very vulnerable and exposed. Anything can be done to me and I have no defense.”

  “Precisely. You are in my complete control. Can you guess what I’m going to do?”

  Cassie shivered as his hand gently stroked her bottom and the inside of her thighs, and then traveled down her right leg to her ankle. She gasped as he bound her leg in place.

  “Are you ok?” he asked with concern, seeing her tremble as he secured her other foot as well.

  “I’m just really nervous. You’re never done anything like this to me before.”

  “I know…. I’ve been
waiting for the right time and now seems to be perfect. How’s your little bottom feeling?”

  “I’m… I’m still sore from yesterday,” Cassie confessed, closing her eyes as she felt his hand stroking her still tender cheeks. His warm hand felt so comforting and safe.

  “Very good. Now, where should I begin?” Rob asked, pulling back his arm with the flogger extended…

  * * *

  Bill was in the kitchen, paper in hand and drinking his coffee when Bryon came downstairs the following morning. “Morning, Pop,” Bryon yawned, pouring himself some juice.

  “You got in late last night, son. I thought I heard a woman. Is Cassie with you?”

  “No. I helped a friend of mine who landed herself in some trouble with the police. Fell asleep behind the wheel.”

  “Is she ok?”

  “She’s fine, just exhausted. Full time student pulling double shifts at the Denny’s.”

  “That’s not good,” Bill shook his head.

  “Yeah, I know. I’m going to have a long talk with her when she gets up and see if we can work out a strategy to keep her from killing herself. She’s helping my friend Suzanne on a project and will be compensated, so I’m hoping it will be enough to cut back her hours.”

  “Suzanne? The gal Glenn is dating now?” Bill frowned.

  “Yes, Pop. She’s a wonderful woman. Glenn adores her.”

  “She’s a very pleasant gal, and very pretty, but she’s old enough to be his mother.”

  “Pop, let’s not go there. They enjoy each other and she’s helped him mature quite a bit. You need to get used to it. You wouldn’t have a problem with it if it were a guy dating a younger woman. How old is Julie? 35? That’s only one year older than Rob, and 20 years younger than you,” Bryon said slyly.