The Game Plan (13 page)

“
This is so humiliating, Robby.  Pleas
e
…”

“
No, sweetheart,
this
is 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 caress 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 did
n’
t want him to actually
stop
, for crying out loud!

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

“
I’
m teaching you a lesson.  Ther
e’
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.

Cassi
e’
s heart pounded.
 “
What do you mean?  Yo
u’
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 i
t’
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 sorr
y…
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 wo
n’
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, Ro
b…
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, yo
u’
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.

“
Yo
u’
re a good girl.  I know that was hard, but
I’
m proud of you.  I
t’
s chilly, so
I’
m going to allow you to get dressed.  Go blow your nose and le
t’
s enjoy the storm, ok? 
I’
ll be in the kitchen, making hot cocoa
.
”

“
Robby
?
”

“
Yes, Baby
?
”

“
Will yo
u
…
”
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.

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 Ro
b’
s voice from the back of the house.  She followed the hallway and paused.  He had
n’
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.
 “
Wha
t’
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, did
n’
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
!”
Cassie 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!

“
Did
n’
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 did
n’
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 do
n’
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 playe
r—
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.  Tha
t’
s what I want
.
”

“
What if it is
n’
t what
I
want
?”
Cassie asked carefully.

Rob stayed relaxed, he was prepared for this.
 “
Are you certain it is
n’
t what you want?  You ca
n’
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 ca
n’
t deny it.  You want this as much as I do.  You just do
n’
t know it yet. 
I’
ll bet yo
u’
re also very wet
.
”
 
His eyes sparkled. 

Cassie felt heat rise to her face.
 “
Yo
u’
re crazy.  I
t’
s the liquor
.
”

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

“
You said Bry knows about this
?
”

“
Bry is
n’
t quite the clean-cut, all American boy that everyone thinks he is.  He has his own interests.  That would be for him to tell you if he wants to, not me
.
”

“
He wants to be my Daddy, does
n’
t he
?
”

“
Where did you get that
?”
Rob asked, eyes shining. 

She shrugged.
 “
H
e’
s made several comments and, well, i
t’
s all making sense now
.
”

“
How do you feel about it
?
”

“
Does it mean I will have to have sex with him
?
”

“
Not if you do
n’
t want to
.
”

“
Yo
u’
d let him
?”
Cassie sounded surprised. 

“
I’
d let you, if you wanted to.  As long as this
,”
he touched her chest
,“
belongs solely to me.  So answer me.  How do you feel about it
?
”

“
It sounds kind of nice, especially with Bry
,”
she admitted.
 “
I do
n’
t know what to do
.
”

“
Just let it happen naturally.  It will
.
”

Cassie sighed, moving next to him on the patio sofa.  He covered her with a blanket and wrapped his arm around her shoulders as they watched the rain fall.  She closed her eyes, leaned against his broad chest, and dozed peacefully in his hold.

Rob smiled, stroking her hair away from her face.  She looked so content, curled up next to him, her warm body snuggled next to his.  His fingers found her right nipple as he stroked her and he very gently started to play with the tight nub, feeling it harden and mold under his touch.  She certainly was responsive to him, no matter how much she refused to admit it!

Rob sighed, stopping himself.  Pop would kill him, then disown him, then kill him again if he found out Cassie was taken advantage of in any way.  Speaking of which...

“
Hey Pop, ho
w’
s the trip
?”
Rob asked, seeing the caller ID as he picked up his cell phone, which had just started buzzing.

Bill grunted.
 “I’
m bored to death.  I wanna be home.  Ho
w’
s Cass
?
”

“
Sh
e’
s fine.  W
e’
ve reached some understandings
,”
he said hesitantly.

Bill pondered the statement.
 “
Really?  What kind of understandings
?
”

“
I think sh
e’
s finally starting to make some responsible choices, tha
t’
s all
.
”

“
I see.  Of course, it has nothing to do with her arrest?  Robert?  Answer me
.
”

“
No.  I took care of that problem
.
”

“
No, it sounds like Glenn took care of it.  Where are you
?
”

“
At my place
.
”

“
And Cassandra
?
”

“
Sh
e’
s with me.  Sleeping, in fact.  Pop, we need to talk..
.
”

“
Robert, she is your responsibility!  I trusted you to take care of her and not let her get into trouble
!”
Bill scolded.

“
Hey, I had work I needed to do.  What?  Did you expect me to take her with me
?
”

“
Actually, yes.  I think it would have been a good chance for you to get to know each other better, away from your brothers.  I ca
n’
t believe you let that opportunity slip through your fingers, you dumbshit
.
”

Rob stared at the phone, dead silent.

“
Robert?  Are you still there
?”
the ma
n’
s deep voice asked.

“
Yeah,
I’
m here
.
”

“
Okay son, do I have to be blunt about this?  You love that girl.  You always have.  Her mom and I saw it every time you two would fight.  It was her mothe
r’
s dying wish that you two would marry.  So get off your ass and start being a man
!
”

“
I do
n’
t believe this.  Is my life on the big screen for all of you to see
?”
Rob forced out. 

Bill laughed.
 “
Nah, w
e’
re just more astute than you give us credit for.  Son, you gave yourself away.  The fact that you brought her to your place before the rest of us proves it
.
”

“
That was Br
y’
s idea
!
”

“
Br
y’
s a different story altogether.  What did she say
?
”

“
Did you know she can cook
?
”

“
Of course I did.  Her mom taught her and sh
e’
s majoring in French cuisine.  Listen to me, son; whatever it takes, do
n’
t let her go. 
I’
m serious about that.  I do
n’
t care what, just do it.  You have all of us behind you.  She needs you and you need her
.
”

“
I keep hearing that.  You need to be careful of what yo
u’
re telling me.  Giving me carte-blanch can be dangerous
,”
Rob teased, only he was partially serious.  There was another factor to the equation that had not come into play yet that would change his fathe
r’
s mind quickly.
 “
What if she does
n’
t want me
?
”

“
Make her want you.  Be prepared for a fight, though.  She does
n’
t know how to let herself be happy. 
I’
ll talk with you later.  Give her a kiss for me, okay
?
”

“
‘
Kay.  Bye an
d
…
 
wel
l…
thanks, Pop
.
”

Well, does
n’
t that beat all? 
Rob asked himself, pulling Cassie closer.  She whimpered as her bottom bumped the arm of the small couch.  He smiled. 
Make her want me?  I think I can do that.