Authors: Breanna Hayse
“
Wake up, sleeping beauty. I
t’
s getting too cold out here.
I’
ll carry you
.
”
“
No,
I…
Rob, put me down
!”
Cass protested as he easily lifted her into his arms like she was a doll. He placed her gently on the living room couch and went to light the fire. She watched him through sleepy eyes. He was so attentive and gentle one minute, then demanding and harsh the next. What was she to do? The need to run was strong in her. But where?
“
Cass, Pop just called. He knows about us
.
”
“
Rob, there is
n’
t a
n‘
u
s’
yet. I just promised to give it a chance. Ow
e
…
”
she whined, trying to get comfortable. Patting her thigh, the large man excused himself. He returned with a small jar in his hand.
“
Let me take care of you. Lay over my lap
.
”
“
No! I mean,
I’
ll be fine
.”
Cassie flushed.
Rob shook his head.
“
Promising to obey me does
n’
t mean arguing every time I tell you to do something.
I’
m not going to hurt you, I promise
.
”
Feeling the blush rise, Cassie obeyed. She squeaked as the jeans were edged over her swollen bottom, followed by the pale pink panties. She stiffened as his finger traced the outline of the paddle bruises.
“
I know these smart. Le
t’
s see if this helps. I
t’
s just aloe
,”
he cooed, rubbing the ointment gently into her aching skin. She felt a new fire start to build as his touch grew more and more insistent, explorin
g‘
unbruise
d’
regions, including that of her bottom hole. He did not penetrate her, merely massaged inside the silky, pink crevice. The delightful tingling grew rapidly, spreading through her entire body.
“
Spread your legs for me. You know this feels good. Do
n’
t be embarrassed
,”
he urged, nudging her soft thighs apart so he had more room to explore. He dipped his finger deep into her willing, waiting womanhood, caressing her gently and probing her thoroughly. She was so tight and so incredibly wet. Her scent was heavenly, warm and enticing. He could
n’
t wait to taste her. She started to squirm against his touch, the heat of her desire building up deep inside of her.
“
I…
I ca
n’
t
,”
she whispered.
“
If you really do
n’
t want me to touch you, I wo
n’
t
,”
Rob said, pausing.
Cassie held her breath.
“
I do
n’
t know what I want. Pleas
e…
give me time
,”
she pleaded.
With a loud sigh, Rob nodded.
“
I will never force myself on you.
I’
m going to grab some wine. Would you like any
?
”
“
Yo
u’
ll let me drink
?”
Cassie looked surprised.
“
Only when yo
u’
re with me and I can keep an eye on you.
I’
ll be right back
.
”
Cassie watched him walk out of the large room. She hesitated for a moment and made her decision. She tiptoed, barefoot, to the front door and, in less than two seconds, raced blindly into the cold storm. Cassie did
n’
t know it, but this was nearly a record low for Miami, the temperature was barely above freezing. Even had she known, she would
n’
t have cared; she simply needed to escape.
“
Cass? Can I get yo
u…
Cass
?
”
Rob stood stiffly, holding two glasses of wine and staring at the empty couch. He turned his head sharply as the front door blew wide open and rain splashed in.
That manipulating littl
e
…
He thought, putting the glasses down. He threw on a raincoat and rushed outside into the storm. A bright flash of lightening followed by an immediate clap of thunder urged him to hurry with the task of finding the girl. And when he di
d
…
“
Cass
!”
he yelled, trying to follow the muddy trail towards the lake.
“
Cassandra
!
”
He paused, looking around. Where would he hide if he was acting like a scared eight year ol
d…
of course!
Rob ran at full speed to the small boat house that was attached to the unfinished dock. He put his ear to the door.
“
You really should get more exercise. You should
n’
t be out of breath running 500 yards
,”
Rob said, opening the door.
Cassie looked up at him and her stomach turned at the look on his face. She suppressed a laugh as he was framed from behind by a flash of lightening followed by a roarin
g‘
boom of doo
m’
. Yeah, way too many horror flicks with Glenn. A shiver traveled the length of her body. She had been too upset to realize she was freezing.
The chattering of her teeth caught Ro
b’
s attention and he held out his hand.
“
Come on. Le
t’
s get you warm and dry. I ca
n’
t believe you took off in the middle of a storm
,”
Rob said softly, pulling her up and lifting her easily into the confines of his massive arms. She was shivering uncontrollably.
Rob quickly made a hot bubble bath for the girl and stoked the fire to heat up the room. She just stood in the center, dripping wet, barefoot and trembling from cold. Her lips were a little blue as well.
“
Get into the tub, Cass. You do
n’
t look well
.
”
He caught her as she crumbled to the floor, her limbs cold to the touch. Very gently, he undressed her and placed her carefully in the deep tub. Cassie's eyes fluttered open as he was sponging the hot, bubbly water over her small breasts, his finger capturing a nipple and bringing it to a rock hard bud.
“
I do
n’
t feel good, Robby
,”
she whispered, not even caring about her nakedness or that Rob had stripped her. He gently rinsed shampoo out of her hair, stroking her face.
“
You do
n’
t look very good, either. How are your chills
?
”
“
Not as bad, but
I’
m achy.
I’
m sorry I ran outside. I got scared
.
”
“
Of what
?”
he asked, running the sponge across her back and tracing down her bottom crack with his fingers, pausing to press gently when he found her tight little hole.
She gasped.
“
Of you. Of us. Of this.
I’
ve never, you kno
w
…”
“
Yes, I know. Do
n’
t be afraid of that. Be more concerned with this
.”
He patted her bottom under the water.
“
Le
t’
s get you out and into bed
.
”
Cassie did
n’
t argue, allowing him to wrap the big, flurry cream colored towel around her after drying her thoroughly. He took the time to admire her pink, naked body, wanting to kiss that beautiful golden triangle between her legs. Right after he shaved it smooth and bald...
After pulling one of his big t-shirts over her head, he tucked her into the big bed, snuggling her under the feather blanket. She moaned; the bed was perfect and she sunk into the mattress like it was made for her. Rob stroked her hair.
“I’
m gonna get the blow dryer and then you are taking a nap
,”
he ordered. Cassie closed her eyes as he brushed and blow-dried her long tresses, his hands gentle as they cared for her. He kissed her cheek.
“
Go to sleep, baby girl.
I’
ll be back to check on you
.
”
Cassie found that an easy order to obey.
Rob returned in two hours to check on her. Her teeth were chattering uncontrollably under the blankets and her face was burning up. Rob cursed and picked up the phone.
“
Hey Bry? Do you have Dr. Thie
l’
s number? Cass is sick
.
”
After receiving the full story of the escape, Bryon gave his brother the number and offered to come over to help. Glenn was out again and Bryon was looking at a long weekend. Rob agree
d—
he was
n’
t as good at this nurturing stuff as Bryo
n—
plus they usually saw things in the same light. Directions were given and, after promising to be very careful, Bryon was on his way. He also planned to stop by the pharmacy for some things.
Dr. Thiel reassured Rob that the girl would be fine and likely just caught a chill. He was to monitor her temperature and appetite and try to get her to push fluids. Rob called Bryon to add a thermometer and Gatorade to his shopping list.
“
The place looks great, Bro! Man, you went all out
!”
Bryon exclaimed as he walked in, taking off his coat and wet boots at the door. Rob handed him a towel.
“
Sorry the garage is full. I
t’
s a drier walk that way, but all my tools are in there. Get everything
?
”
“
Yep. Show me around
.
”
Rob proudly took Bryon on a tour around the house and then upstairs to the main bedroom. Cassie was asleep.
“
You old do
g…
You made this room up for her
,”
Bryon noticed immediately.
Rob colored slightly.
“
Maybe a little. Ther
e’
s nothing wrong with purple and white
.
”
“
Oh please, this is her favorite color combination. And i
t’
s
lilac and cream
.
”
“
Wha
t’
s scary is that you know that. Hey, baby girl, how are you feeling? Br
y’
s here
.
”
“
I’
m so cold, Rob. I just ca
n’
t warm up
.
”
“
Bry picked up some stuff for us at the pharmacy. Be right back
,”
Rob said as he went to get the items. Bryon stroked her face.
“
Why did you take off like that? Without a raincoat or shoes? Are you insane
?
”
“
I ca
n’
t tell you..
.
”
“
Let me guess... Big brother here pulled his ownership spiel on you
.
”
“
You know about that
?
”
Bryon nodded, picking up her hand.
“
Yeah. We both kind of run in the same crowds
.
”
“
You... You too
?
”
“
Yeah, me too. Not Glenn, though. He does
n’
t know about us
.
”
“
I ca
n’
t even imagine you being cruel
!
”
“
Is that what you think it is? Have any of us ever been cruel to you? Yo
u’
ve gotten yourself punished, finally, but it was deserved and fair
.”
Bryon frowned. He looked up at Rob, who held up the thermometer.
“
This is
n’
t digital
.
”
“
I
t’
s all they had. I
t’
s a rectal thermometer
,”
Bryon announced, ignoring Cassie as her face flushed.
Rob grinned.
“
I hope you know how to use it.
I’
ve never dealt with the old fashioned ones
.
”
“
I have. On many occasions. I know how to give a very thorough enema as well
,”
Bryon announced, holding Cassie's wrist as she started to shift away from him. Rob sat down on the edge of the bed.
“
I think you need to do me some learning, little brother
.
”
“
Sure. But, in turn, you need to make me one of those. I
t’
s beautiful
.”
Bryon pointed to the large paddle. Cassie slid deeper under the covers, wanting to die.
“
Deal. Wha
t’
s wrong, Cass
?”
Rob asked.
“
You are both basket cases! Do you think
I’
m going to let you put that thing up my ass!
?
”
“
Honey, letting us is
n’
t the issue. You either cooperate and get it done, or do
n’t—
and still get it done
,”
Bryon informed her.
“
Now, if it were my choice, I would punish you for your lack of cooperation by making you wear a plug
.
”
“
I like your way of thinking, Bry. In fac
t…
here, I have a few
.”
Rob grinned, producing a box of brand-new anal toys and assorted plugs.
Bryon grinned.
“
It looks like someone was planning on having a play day eventually
.
”
“
But
I’
m sick
!”
Cassie whined, humiliated beyond comprehension.
Bryon looked at her firmly.
“
But you feel well enough to argue which ultimately means that you are well enough to be spanked. I
t’
s your choice, Hot Pocket. You can go over my knee and let me take care of you or you can go over my knee for a good spanking first. Either way,
I’
ll do what needs to be done
.
”
Rob watched, feeling the pressure in his pants as he witnessed the interaction between his brother and Cassie. Bryon conducted himself perfectly in his role, taking on a more parental tone. Rob found it interesting and wondered when Bryon would slip fully into his preferred role of Daddy. Watching Cassi
e’
s response was also very arousing. Yes, he would have to adopt some of Bryo
n’
s techniques.
Whimpering, Cassie reluctantly allowed Bryon to pull her over his lap, his right hand brushing her shirt up to expose her trembling little bottom. He traced some small bruises with his left hand.
“
Hmmm, did someone get a paddling earlier
?
”
“
For her little incident
.
”
Rob informed him of the events.
Bryon patted the gir
l’
s bottom.
“
You need to learn to stay out of trouble. Okay, this is just my finger. I have some Vaseline on it
,”
Bryon said, gently probing her anus with his thick digit, encouraging her to relax her muscles and to not be so frightened.