Laying Down the Law Read Free Page B

had little in the way of restraint.
    Her discipline was sadly lacking.
    She was his best friend’s baby sister and he wasn’t about to see her hurt herself through overwork or her lack of sense about her own security. If spanking her meant she got more sleep, that she remembered to stick to the speed limit and carry her cell phone on her at all times, then that was what he was going to do.
    Each time she placed herself over his lap docilely, as if she couldn’t quite believe what was happening. It wasn’t until after the first spank landed that she started to fight.
    “I know it’s hard for you to believe. But I didn’t enter this relationship easily, Callie. I am here for you. I am not going anywhere. It’s going to take you some time, but you will going to take you some time, but you will come to trust in me.”
    “Some sort of relationship. All you do is spank me.”
    He stood her up so he could look into her eyes. “I’m trying to take things slowly. But don’t make the mistake of thinking that means I don’t want you. I’m hard for you every time I’m around you, and a lot of the time when I’m not. I go to bed thinking about you and I wake up with a hard-on from having dreamed about you all night. I want you, Callie-girl. But I want you to fully trust in me before we make love. Got me?”
    She nodded, her face a little glazed.
    “Then let’s get this over with, shall we?” He sat back, letting her go so she could climb over his lap of her own free will.
    SMACK!

    His first spank was heavy, firm and she jack-knifed in shock, letting out a small screech. Predictably, the first smack broke her docility and she started to squirm, fighting against his hold. Tanner knew what to expect, he already had a firm hold on her as he laid into her vulnerable bottom.
    “Tanner, stop! That hurts!” she screeched, her legs pumping as she attempted to find freedom.
    “It's meant to hurt,” he said grimly, spanking her heavily from the top of her buttocks down to the top of her thighs. Over and over his hand landed heavily on her bottom and it wasn’t long until it warmed beneath his punishing hand. Her bottom had to be stinging.
    She stopped fighting, lying over his knees, sobbing heavily. But he knew he had to keep going. This lesson was one he did not want to repeat. Because next time she left her door repeat. Because next time she left her door unlocked, someone intent on doing her harm might walk right on through.
    “You will remember to lock your doors.
    If I have to check them each night to ensure this, I will do so, and don’t think I will hesitate to take my hand to your bottom if I find even one little window unlocked. Do you hear me?”
    “Y-yes,” she cried, her tears soaking the floor. Half a dozen more spanks to emphasise his point and he stopped, letting her up. She clambered away from him, rubbing at her sore bottom as she continued to cry. This was the part of her punishment he hated the most, when she refused to let him comfort her.
    Of course, he didn’t allow that foolishness for long, walking over to her so he could pull her into his arms, rocking her gently as she continued to sob.
    She fought him briefly, but he knew she was too tired to continue on for long. Once she was too tired to continue on for long. Once she stopped fighting and accepted his comfort, he gathered her into his arms and carried her up the stairs to her small apartment. Moving through her kitchen and living room, her dogs didn’t even look up from their beds as he walked past. He shook his head. They had to be the most useless guard dogs ever. He walked into her small bedroom and set her down beside the bed.
    “Tanner!” she screeched, slapping at his hands as he attempted to pull her shirt off.
    “Relax, squirt,” he replied calmly. “I’m just getting you ready for bed.”
    “I can get myself ready, thank you, Mom.” She glared at him out of blurry eyes that were swollen. He hated being the cause of her