by Delta James
“No, Halley. Your hands are to remain bound until I untie you. In general, little girl, you don’t undo anything I do to you.”
“Bull...” She stopped herself as he arched an eyebrow at her. “This is uncomfortable, Cade. I don’t like being tied up.”
“You’ll need to get over that. I have a sneaky suspicion that you’re going to spend a fair amount of time bound until you get it through your head that you’re going to obey me. Now leave it be, Halley, and come eat something and get a drink of water.”
“I’m fine.”
He shook his head. “I’m not asking you; I’m telling you. Get over here and have something to eat. I doubt you had anything but the trout yesterday and you need to eat.”
“You untie me and I’ll eat,” she said, trying hard not to sound like she was pouting.
He walked over and used the lead to jerk her to her feet. He leaned down and said, “You eat or I’ll take a switch to the back of your thighs for the rest of the walk home.”
Halley wanted to be strong; she wanted to deny him, but she also knew that was no idle threat.
“Fine,” she said, moving past him toward where the trout was laid out. “Ouch,” she cried as his hand connected with her backside.
“If I were you, I’d be looking for ways to convince me you don’t need me to tan your hide when we get home.”
“I don’t need anything of the sort. Do you not understand that in this day and age, spanking a woman is just not done?”
“Oh, it’s done, Halley. Over the years I’ve been a silent witness to plenty of pretty girls getting their bottoms spanked by the men in their lives, usually right before the men take their pleasure from them. The girls go from wailing in distress to squealing in delight.”
“I don’t want to do either.”
“You keep telling yourself that, Halley,” he said with a smirk on his face. “My guess is when I get done punishing you when we get home, your pussy will be soaked and ready to ease this ache in my cock and balls.”
Halley caught her breath. Her nipples were swollen and becoming painful and she knew she was wet. She wanted to deny his accusation, but knew it would be a lie. She wouldn’t mind skipping the spanking but desperately wanted Cade to ease the sexual frustration for both of them. The thought of being fucked by a man that was more than two hundred years old suddenly caused her to giggle like a schoolgirl.
“Just how rusty is that thing,” she taunted.
Cade turned around to look at her. “Best you mind your tongue, little girl, or I’ll put you on your knees to suck the rust off for me. I suspect that would get us both well primed for you to be mounted.”
Halley backed down. Although she was wildly attracted to and aroused by Cade, she wasn’t sure she could handle his size easily or that he wouldn’t be rough with her when he used her again. She was shocked both by the idea that she had begun eagerly anticipating when it would happen again and that the idea of being used roughly by him caused her arousal to rise to a level she had never felt before.
They quickly finished eating and broke camp. Even with her hands bound, Halley had pitched in to make short work of doing it. Cade wrapped the lead around his hand and set out for the cavern. Halley was able to keep up with him, but regretted having the bloomers on under her jeans. There was too much volume to them.
They made good time and reached the cavern about midafternoon. Even though Halley was an experienced hiker, going behind the waterfall was disconcerting. Her nervousness was better when the tunnel opened up and they moved away from it. During the day the cave seemed to have a lot of natural light and Halley marveled at how well he had it set up.
Cade pulled her close and freed her hands. She rubbed her wrists as she walked past him looking about.
“Do you use the water for refrigeration?” she asked as there was no fridge or icebox.
“Yes, it’s cold all year round. I have a couple of watertight boxes I use to store fresh meat for a few days and in the winter, I can actually freeze things left in it. Mostly I cure the meat and fish and trade for the dairy products as well as some of the vegetables and fruits I can’t find in the wild. Is there something you’d like to say to me before we deal with your punishment?”
“I don’t need to be punished...”
“That isn’t true and you know it. You probably don’t want to be punished but you need it badly. And it’s only one of your needs I mean to see to.”
“Look, Cade, we’re both adults. And it’s fairly obvious that we’re both sexually attracted to each other. I wouldn’t actually mind another good tumble with you, preferably in that bed. But I am not the meek and submissive girls you’re used to. I have no interest or intention in acting out some fantasy you may have in that regard.”
“I see,” he said, nodding as though agreeing with her. “I’m glad to hear that you like the idea of my fucking you again because I intend to fuck you raw before you sleep tonight. But this is not me wanting to act out some fantasy. I am very serious. I specifically told you that you were staying up here with me. I forbade you to return to your house in the valley and I have warned you numerous times about using foul language. So, before I see to that sweet ache between your legs, I’m going to have to see to disciplining you for your disobedience, both for putting yourself in danger and using curse words. I’m going to give you one chance to avoid having your mouth washed out mainly because I have other uses for it and they don’t include soap.”
She shook her head, backing away. “No, Cade. I am not going to let this happen. You are not going to beat me again.”
“I haven’t beaten you yet,” he said with a smile. “What I have done is given you several well-deserved spankings and I’m about to give you another.”
She watched as he began to roll up his sleeves. She was mesmerized by what appeared to be his very slow and intentional movements. She did not think this was a good sign.
“No,” she whispered.
“Yes, Halley. We’re going to get a few things settled before tomorrow morning. One of them is that if you disobey me about anything, you’re going over my knee for a long, hard, bare-bottom spanking. I want you to take off your clothes and put them in the dresser. You can hand me your boots and I’ll put them up where you can’t reach them. I want you to take off that bra and then you come stand here in front of me in your chemise and bloomers.”
“I won’t,” she said, asserting herself, raising her chin and speaking loudly.
“You will. Or,” he said conversationally, “I’ll get you ready myself, which I’m sure I’ll find a lot more appealing than you will.”
Halley looked for something to throw at him and found a heavy wooden bowl. She threw it at him as she tried to run past him. He waved it aside. His arm snaked out and she ran into it full force, knocking the wind out of herself.
“I was almost hoping you’d do that,” Cade said with a grim smile.
“Let go of me,” she shouted as she tried, ineffectively, to kick or hit him.
Cade hoisted her up and dropped her unceremoniously on the bed. He used her legs to force her into place and onto her back as he removed her boots and socks. She struggled to get away from him as he unfastened her jeans and pulled them down and off of her. The bloomers made it partway down but he managed to remove her Wranglers while still leaving the undergarment at about mid-thigh. Halley kicked at him. Cade responded by holding her ankles together, lifting her lower body off the mattress completely and placing two stinging slaps to her exposed behind.
“That hurts!” she screeched at him.
“Not as much as it’s going to, little girl. I warned you if you continued to disobey me, the spankings would be worse. If you aren’t really careful, I’m going to take my razor strap to you instead of just my hand.”
Cade sat her up and pulled her sweater off. He reached for his knife and deftly cut away the straps and front of her bra, removing it from her body without removing the chemise. He stood her up in front
of him. Halley reached to pull the bloomers up and was rewarded for her efforts with another hard swat.
“What did I tell you about leaving things where I put them? If I wanted those bloomers on or off, I’d have put them there. As it is, they may as well stay pulled down as that’s where I plan to have them in short order. You do realize that you are exactly where I told you to be and all you got for your trouble was a couple of preliminary swats. I’ll ask you again, is there anything you’d like to say to me?”
“If you do this, I’ll... I’ll...”
He smiled and ran his finger down the centerline of her body, stopping just above the patch of hair that covered her mons.
“You’ll do exactly what I tell you and when I’m done spanking you, you’ll thank me for the spanking and then ask me to fuck you.”
“Never,” she whispered.
“We’ll see. You go over to that spot on the wall we said would be your corner and you face the wall until I’m ready to spank you. I want to get a couple of things put up and I think I’ll start something for supper. That way I can keep you in bed for the rest of the day and find out just how many times I can make you come.”
He turned her around and patted her bottom as he gave her a gentle nudge toward the spot he wanted her. The sonofabitch actually expected her to just give in and do as he told her. She stood facing the wall and shuddered. She wasn’t sure if it was from dreading the spanking she knew he mean to inflict or the anticipation of having him make good on his promise of taking her to bed and using her hard.
* * *
Cade smiled when she did nothing more than go stand to face the wall. She didn’t even try to touch the bloomers. He stood staring at the fetching sight she made and knew when he sent her back there with a bright red bottom it would be even more arousing. His cock twitched as though to remind him he didn’t need anything more to make him hard. He was going to thoroughly enjoy teaching Halley Jordan to behave and to be his woman.
He opened the dry storage box where he’d placed a venison roast this morning before he left. He got out a Dutch oven and cut up potatoes, leeks, carrots, and parsnips. He added some spices, a slab of butter, and half a bottle of wine. He set it into the fireplace to cook slowly for the next several hours. Once he and Halley had fed their sexual hunger for one another, he would bring her something to eat in bed. He meant to ride her hard enough after he’d spanked her that she’d have trouble walking around. Prior to last night, it had been a long, long time since he’d eased his need with a woman who wasn’t a professional and he meant to make up for lost time.
Turning back to watch her, he was pleased to see she had remained where he sent her. He saw her shiver and idly wondered if it was fear for her backside or desire to have him part her legs and bury himself in her that caused it. It didn’t really matter; he meant to see both tended to before they closed their eyes.
He picked up the binding leather he had used on her hands earlier and went to get his razor strap. If she managed to submit to her spanking with fairly good grace, he’d forego welting that pretty bottom of hers. If not, he had no problem teaching her that a striped backside would not deter him from taking his pleasure from her and ensuring she got the same from him. He had to suppress a chuckle when thinking about what her reaction was going to be when he finally allowed her to go to sleep and he bound her hands to prevent her from trying to leave during the night.
He set the razor strap down on her side of the bed where he planned to take her over his knee. It was the side closest to the fireplace and would give him the most light so he could see just how red he had turned her bottom. The lacing he laid over by his side of the bed. There was no need for her to realize he intended to bind her wrists and tie her to the bed so he could sleep until it was time to do so.
“All right, Halley, you come here to me.”
“Cade, please?” she cried softly.
“No. Halley, you deliberately disobeyed me and put your life in danger. I’ve warned you about continuing to disobey me, especially in ways that could see you harmed. You’re earned yourself a welting, and I mean to see you get it.”
“Fuck you!” she spat.
He shook his head. “You get your tail over here right this minute. I’m losing my patience with you, little girl, and I know more than one way to fix that attitude of yours.”
As Cade headed toward her, Halley charged him. He caught her up, seized her wrists in his hands, and held her up by them so that only her toes were touching the ground. He ripped her chemise from her body and smiled as he was confronted with her naked breasts and pebbled nipples. He reached up with his other hand and squeezed her entire breast before tracing the areola and then pinching her nipple. She gasped from the sudden infliction of pain. Staring straight into her eyes, he moved her wrists from one hand to the other and repeated his treatment, which elicited the same response. She had an amazing set of tits. He dipped his head and suckled her nipple, which caused her to inhale and sharply arch her body into his and moan. He reached down and cupped her bottom as he took the other nipple into his mouth.
He tugged and shoved her bloomers back down past her hips and the tops of her legs. Cade ran his hand down the center of her body, but this time did not stop at the softly curled hair covering her mons. He slipped his finger through her love patch and found her hardened pleasure nub; he gave it a nice rub and a gentle tug. Her response was to straddle his thigh and rub herself against him. His cock throbbed and he wished she had given him some way to let her out of the spanking he knew she needed. Sliding his hand deeper, he found the entrance to her core. She was soaked. He had no worries about whether or not she’d be wet enough for him. As for his size, her body would have to learn to accommodate him. He intended to give her lots of opportunity to do just that.
“Cade,” she cried. “Fuck me.”
He stroked her wet sheath before moving his hand up to tug her clit and pinch it, making her yowl. No doubt about it, Halley Jordan was a wanton, responsive hellcat... and all his.
Chapter Seven
Halley felt him sink into the bed and allowed her body to follow him down. She had never responded to any man with such wild abandon. All she wanted in life was to have Cade’s hard cock up inside her again pounding away. She didn’t care if she was on top or on the bottom, face to face or from behind. As long as he was hammering her pussy, she’d be in heaven. She surprised herself as she’d never been one for rough sex, but with Cade she wanted it as hard as he could give it to her.
Her body naturally followed where he led it until she realized she was face down over his knee and his other leg had trapped hers between his.
“No,” she wailed.
“Yes,” he said in an even tone of voice. “You earned yourself this spanking and by God, woman, I mean to see you get it. You’re going to learn to mind.”
Cade’s hand came crashing down on her upturned bottom. The fact that her body was at a fevered pitch only increased the level of pain the spanking caused. He raised and lowered his hand in a rapid tempo that not only reignited the sting from his previous spankings but ramped up the pain level to a dull agony.
“No, Cade, stop. Please!”
“No, Halley. You will obey me.”
He said nothing more but continued to cover her backside with harsh blows, which caused her to squirm and kick her legs although neither was effective in getting him to stop. He moved his hand over her buttocks so that each slap was distinct and effective in expressing his displeasure with her behavior. He moved down to the lowest and most sensitive portion of her rump before continuing on down to her thighs, shoving her bloomers even lower.
Halley kicked and screamed to no avail. Cade seemed disinclined to stop battering her ass. She could feel his erection underneath her, throbbing and poking into her belly. She vacillated between wanting to kill him and doing anything he wanted if he’d only fuck her. Halley finally capitulated to the spanking and quit fighting him, as she began to sob and plead with
him.
Finally, he stopped. “I’m going to ask you again. Is there anything you want to say to me, little girl?”
All Halley could do was cry.
“No? I guess you haven’t had enough.”
She felt his hand rise up.
“No, Cade, please,” she managed to get out between sobs. “I don’t know what you want me to say but I’ll say it. Please.”
“Fair enough,” he said calmly as he began to soothe her punished globes. “I want you to apologize to me for your disobedience.”
“I’m sorry I disobeyed you,” she said contritely.
“Good girl. I actually believe you do. You will now thank me for seeing to your discipline and for giving you the spanking you deserved.”
“Cade, please. Don’t make me do that.”
“Halley, if I need to go back to spanking you before we try this conversation again, I will.”
“No,” she pleaded. “I’ll do it. Thank you for spanking me because I deserved it.”
“Not perfect, but acceptable. I’m going to finish your spanking and then send you back to face your wall while I check on dinner. Then, little girl, if you manage to behave yourself between now and then I’ll bring you back to this bed and light a different kind of fire in you.”
“Cade, please be done. I can’t take any more.”
“Yes, you can. You aren’t going to like it and it’s going to hurt more than the rest of it, but you’ve earned yourself a taste of my strap. And I think once you’ve had it, you’ll decide that maybe obeying me is the way to go.”
Halley began to struggle anew as she saw him reach for the thick two-inch piece of leather and double it in his hand.
“No,” she wailed.
Cade raised the strap in his hand and brought it down hard across both of her butt cheeks, leaving a trail of agony in its wake. Halley screamed but it did not stop the strap from striking a second time.
Halley renewed her struggles and fought with every ounce of her strength, but she was no match for Cade. He welted her twice more as she screamed. Her pain was only exceeded by the need she had to feel the hard cock that was throbbing beneath her buried inside her up to its hilt.