She nodded, determined to do as he’d asked. He patted her behind once before stepping away. She heard him leave the room but she kept in place. She really needed this tonight.
* * *
Brody wanted to stay in the room so she would not feel abandoned, but he had to make it clear her behavior was not acceptable. He admired her beautiful curves for a moment longer before he stepped to the door. Kara’s body was such a sensitive topic, and trying to find where her self-esteem issues stemmed from boggled his mind. His gaze lingered on her shapely butt with the plug inserted deep inside, but then finally he stepped into the hall.
He left the door open and glanced down at his watch. He couldn’t go far since she had a gag on. He’d told her she could remove it, if needed, but he knew she would do her best to obey him. If she panicked, she could forget how to release it. It was risky enough to have her turned away in the corner without eye contact. He had intended to let her stay still for five minutes, but since she had the gag, he decided to shorten the time.
He leaned against the wall and jabbed his fingers through his hair.
Why else is Kara pushing me?
He had already seen the tattoo when he’d observed her movements and her occasional wince while it healed. The plug, gag, and corner time had nothing to do with the expense of her body art. If anything, he loved when she came back with more ink. It added such beauty to her already sexy features.
Normally, he let her do what she pleased when it came to her ink, but if she were going to act up, he had to consider rules about that as well. What it came down to was that she had kept something from him in addition to not following the guidelines already in place.
Brody straightened and walked back into the bedroom. He removed the gag from Kara’s mouth and led her to the bed. Then he carefully sat her down and wiped her face and nose. She dropped her eyes, but he caught her chin and slowly tilted her face up towards his.
“I won’t let you slide on the rules again. Is that clear?”
Kara’s face flushed red as he gripped her chin, and she let out a choked sob. “Yes, sir. It’s clear.”
He smiled at the title, something she added to show respect when he punished her in a more adult way. He didn’t recall asking her to use it, but it made him feel even more connected to her.
He moved to the dresser and pulled out a soft pair of black yoga pants and a grey V-neck sleep top, then handed them to her. “Put these on. We’re going to go eat dinner, and then you’re going to come back here and go to bed early.”
Kara inhaled sharply but said nothing. She stood up, then reached a hand back towards the flare of the plug.
“Leave it,” Brody admonished and took Kara’s hands in his. “You are going to sleep with that in, all night, and then in the morning when you wake up, you will be spanked as originally intended.” He let go and stepped back. “I’m going to go heat up dinner. I expect you to follow me.”
Kara bit her lip as he strode to the door, but she didn’t protest. Good. Maybe she would go back to listening to him.
When Brody reached the kitchen, he heated up the rice. He’d left chicken in a pot on the stove, simmering in sauce, and he checked on it as well. His overall day had been busy and boring, but he’d made sure everything would be ready for Kara when she arrived home. His plan had included cuddling on the couch and watching old movies, but now she was all out of sorts. Hopefully they could eat dinner and she would get into a better mood.
* * *
Kara slid her clothes on, sans panties with the plug in place, then dragged her feet to the kitchen. She was not in the mood to eat, and she flopped down on the chair. The plug moved a little and she felt a rush of wetness in between her thighs. Kara wiggled her butt awkwardly on the chair as Brody set a plate down in front of her. “I’m sorry I didn’t ask about the tattoo.”
Brody dished out their meals and sat down. “The tattoo isn’t my concern. I already figured it out days ago.” He scooped a mouthful of teriyaki chicken into his mouth and chewed. “But you’re sliding on the rules, and I’m not happy about that.”
Kara followed suit. The chicken and rice were each in a different sauce, and the spices and flavors mingled perfectly in her mouth.
“I’ve been busy,” she huffed. She wished she could really eat. On her way home she’d stopped for a fast food run and had filled up on fries. And a shake. It had seemed a good idea at the time, and it had satisfied her hunger. Still, she knew she’d made poor choices, and the fast food hadn’t made her body feel as good as a balanced meal did. But she didn’t want to give Brody yet another reason to lecture her.
“Being busy doesn’t give you an excuse to break our rules.”
“Busy like you’ve been? You’ve been way too busy to even notice—” Kara clamped her mouth shut as she bit back more nasty remarks. She didn’t want the night to play out any worse.
“I know.” Brody reached across the table and took her hand. “I have been really busy with some projects. I’ve got multiple clients all blowing up my phone, and we haven’t spent much time together.”
Kara tugged her hand back. “Just because I can’t spank you doesn’t mean you should get off scot free—but nope, no consequences for Brody.”
“Finish your dinner and go to bed. I’ve lost my appetite.” Brody stood up. He busied himself with putting the food away. Leftovers never tasted as good as the original, and that thought added guilt to her already spinning emotions.
“I didn’t have one to start with,” Kara spoke through gritted teeth. “But you made it, so I’m eating it.” She picked her up her fork and scooped another bite into her mouth. “I don’t want you angry at me because I’m wasting food,” Kara spoke around the food, not caring about her table manners.
“Get up and go to bed. I’ll get to the bottom of the problem after I spank you in the morning. But for now, your day is over.”
She didn’t move and continued to put large forkfuls in her mouth.
“Kara, go to bed, or I will put you there.”
Kara had half a mind to throw the food, the plate, and the silverware onto the floor, but it would only serve to land her in hotter water. “Fine. Daddy.” She threw her chair back and stood up, then stormed up the hall.
She felt guilty about putting more responsibilities on him than on herself, but she didn’t want to explain all of her feelings to him. He encouraged her to give up some of her responsibilities, but she sometimes wondered if he ever felt resentful about their choices. His work was way more stressful than her current classes, and he didn’t take enough breaks for himself.
She really had it coming tomorrow.
Kara finally got into bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. She would eventually explain it all to Brody, but not tonight.
* * *
Brody cleaned up from dinner—or what was supposed to have been dinner, and then he made his way to the bedroom. He should have taken care of her a few weeks ago when this behavior started, but he’d mistakenly believed it would sort itself out. He pulled his jeans and t-shirt off, then got into bed without bothering to put on his normal lounge pants. He was still very worked up about the events as they transpired, and he just wanted to sleep.
After several minutes, he felt Kara’s hand take his, hesitantly at first, and then she linked her fingers in his. He didn’t respond verbally but tugged her until she turned over to lie on him.
Hating that they were going to bed under such crappy circumstances, Brody kissed the top of her head, but he had nothing else to say. She had a hell of a spanking coming in the morning, and hopefully she would explain what was on her mind after he disciplined her perky little ass.
Chapter Two
Brody got up and went downstairs. He didn’t have to be physically at work at his consulting job today, but he did have another project he could work on from home. It would give him enough time to discipline Kara, have breakfast, and shower before signing onto his work station.
Kara greeted
him with a cup of coffee. She had added whipped cream and pink sprinkles—not a real tough looking mug, but it made his mouth melt into a smile.
“Good morning. Did you make this for me or you?”
Kara nuzzled his cheek, then went back to the table. She was eating oatmeal with blueberries and honey. When he’d met her she used to have three or four frozen waffles slathered in butter and maple syrup for breakfast. She’d said the sugar was the only thing that got her hyped up enough to make it through to lunch. Of course, he pointed out that some sort of protein or another balanced choice would have a better effect on her body. Her breakfast this morning showed that at the very least she was listening to that.
“Hi! I made it for you.” She giggled then scooped a mouthful of oatmeal into her mouth. “I’m really sorry about last night. I won’t forget to text you if I run into something that will keep me out later than usual.”
“That sounds very responsible.” Brody nodded as he took a sip from the cup, and he saw her watching him for a reaction. It actually tasted delicious. “Thank you for the coffee.”
“You’re welcome.” She finished with her meal, then stood to clean up. “My afternoon classes got canceled. They were with the same teacher and she had some sort of family emergency. So do you think I can just be, you know, less adult today?”
“Of course, babe.” Brody took another sip, then set the drink down. “But you and I need to make time for a talk. I think it would be best to get it over with now.”
Kara sucked in a breath. “Yeah, sure. I mean, I kinda hoped you had forgotten about that.”
“Go up into our room and wait for me.”
He watched her eyes widen, but she nodded her compliance and hurriedly made her way out of the kitchen.
Brody took several long and thoughtful sips from his coffee. He wanted her to squirm a little bit, but not too long. It was better to punish her early so she could have the rest of the day to let her adult obligations go. Finally, after five minutes, he made his way upstairs and down the hall into their room.
When he punished Kara when she was in a younger mindset, he made sure it was done in her teen room, surrounded by her things. It was never overly harsh—not that he handled his normal discipline that way—but it was done lighter. Today, he would punish her in an adult way.
He walked in to their room and smiled. Kara had already bared herself and had bent over the bed. Brody could see the flared end of the plug still resting firmly inside of her. She had listened to him, despite her outburst last night.
Brody wasted little time in removing the plug and setting it on the nightstand. His focus immediately returned to her glorious, full bottom. He quickly ran his hand over it as he tried not to linger. Kara’s butt was perfectly bubble shaped, with two round pillow-like cheeks jutting out just enough for him to easily smack them. He slapped his hand expertly on one side and then the other and admired the blush of pink underneath.
Brody targeted the sweet juncture of her thigh and ass. Then he adjusted the intensity while slowing down the blows to allow her breathing to even out. After five particularly hard slaps, he paused. “Why am I spanking you, Kara?”
She had curled her fists into the comforter after the first crack, and it remained clutched in her hands as she answered. “Be… be… be…” she choked back a sob. “Because I forgot to tell you I would be late more than once. And then I got all nasty with you.”
“Hmm. So, are you going to let me worry like that again?”
“No.” Kara shook her head back and forth. “I’ll be sure to tell you even if it’s already past the time. I don’t want you to think something bad happened to me.”
“Do you think it was fair to ruin a good dinner with your bad attitude?” Brody smacked his open hand against the center of each of her globes rapidly until they blushed.
“No! No! You made such a nice dinner! I’m so sorry!” Kara kicked her feet and yelled as he continued on. “Please! Please! Brody!” she wailed.
“Our time together is special. Last night we were supposed to spend it watching a movie, all cuddled up on the couch. You made the decision to let it play out the way it did.”
Brody kneaded his fingers into each cheek as he spoke, rubbing and pinching before setting his sight onto the lower curve of her bottom. His hand throbbed, already reminding him that he would feel the same burning sensation for a while, and he flexed it. “Six more and we’re done.”
Kara braced herself, knowing from prior punishments that they would be the worst of the bunch. “Yes, sir.”
He delivered the blows swiftly, three hard smacks to each cheek, before settling his arms on each side of her body. Brody leaned down until his torso rested very lightly against her back so he could kiss her head. “It’s over, baby. Let’s not do this again, okay?”
Brody truly hated to cause her any discomfort, but he wanted her to understand that every action had a consequence. Kara had been the one to approach him about being held accountable via physical discipline. She’d reacted the strongest and the most positively to spanking, and so it was used the most often.
Truth be told, he really didn’t have to spank her for punishment very often. In the beginning, about three years ago, she had pushed all the time. But when they’d moved to the new community just over a year ago, she had initially acted up, but that had died down.
So, what was it? Why had she started slipping back into her old ways?
He slowly raised himself up and scanned the room for her black yoga pants. He could trace every curve with just his eyes when she wore them. Brody wished she could love her body as much as he did.
“Here. Let me help you get these back on.”
Kara turned over and allowed him to pull them up her legs and over her hips. She held her arms out wordlessly, sobbing now, and he wrapped himself around her so they could lie on the bed.
Brody rubbed her back and held her tight until finally the crying stopped. “I love you.”
Kara nuzzled against his chest. “I love you too. Can I nap for a bit? Then when I get up, I’ll shower and stuff?”
“Yeah, babe. Sure.” Brody kissed the top of her head. “Make sure you put away the toys from last night and clean them,” he said, referring to the plug and gag.
She nodded. “Of course.” She kissed his cheek, then scooted out of his arms to get under the covers. “And I love you more!”
Brody got out of bed. “Nuh-uh.” He leaned back down and tickled under her chin. “I love you more.”
She giggled but didn’t retaliate. Their tickle fights were epic and she usually lost. “See you in a bit.”
“M’kay,” she replied and pulled the blankets over her head.
Brody grinned at the cocoon bundle, then left the room. She had taken the correction well, and he hoped they could continue on a good path.
* * *
Brody looked over as Kara entered the room. She had showered and was still wrapped up the towel, and nothing else. He raised an eyebrow as she sauntered over.
“Hey…”
“Are you really busy?” Kara looped an arm around his shoulder and kissed his cheek.
“Uh, well…” Brody checked the time on his laptop. “I have a conference call in about twenty minutes. Why? What’s up?”
Kara tugged his chair back, and the wheels moved him away from the desk. “I know what I said before, but um… I’ve been so busy with class that we haven’t… you know…”
Brody swallowed hard. She wanted to do this now? He glanced at the time again. “In less than twenty minutes?”
Kara smiled coyly and dropped the towel.
Well, that’s all the encouragement he needed. “Aw, fuck, that’s plenty of time.”
He got up, took her hands, and led her over to the bed. He pushed her backwards only far enough so her legs dangled off the end. Brody rested his hand above the tiny triangle of hair in between Kara’s legs and used his fingers to part her lips. He gave her a wicked grin and dipped his head
down to kiss her clit. She moaned and arched her hips up.
“Please… don’t torture me…” Kara groaned as he sucked and licked, tasting her sweet juices, then she gasped when he slid two fingers inside her pussy. “Oh! Oh… babe…”
“Mmmm?” Brody loved the way she responded to his touch. He released her little nub and slowly licked along her thigh. “Is there something you want?”
“Yes! Yes, please…”
“Tell me.”
Her pussy clenched around his fingers and he moved them faster.
“What do you want?”
Kara didn’t answer, too lost in bliss to reply properly. Brody trailed the fingers of his free hand along her skin until he reached her breasts. He pinched one nipple, hard, and she moaned loudly.
“What was that? Come on, we’re wasting time…”
“Please, Brody!” Kara rose up on her elbows to meet his chest. “I want you to fuck me.” She kissed him deeply, and he knew she could taste herself on his tongue.
Brody raised an eyebrow as she pulled away and he captured the back of her head with his hand. He drew her to him and kissed her again, hungrily, until he released her. “It isn’t nice to distract me while I’m working. Maybe I should keep you like this, naked and horny, and make you wait until my call is over.”
“Please, babe, don’t do that. I’ll be really good,” Kara pouted. “Please?”
Brody wasn’t mean-spirited and he didn’t want to punish her, but on the other hand, it would teach her a thing or two about barging in while he was sending out a reply to an important discussion via email. Of course, she had a thing about rejection too, so if he hadn’t been sweet on her advances, it would have messed up the rest of her day. He decided to go with a more playful route.
“Maybe we should fuck while I’m working? Then you’d have to be as quiet as a mouse.”
Kara’s eyes went wide. They both knew how loud she was. “Brody! Please! I’ll knock next time!”
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