Cassie’s Road Trip
Release Date: August 29, 2016
Why do I say and do such stupid things when I’m standing there half naked with the slipper still by his hand?
Fear and rage were fighting for control. I didn’t know which would win.
“Cassie Jane, a word with you please.”
I reached to his belt buckle and slowly undid it, but I could never bring myself to pull it through the loops.
The belt coiled itself through my mind taking all conscious thought.
I was reaching for his zipper when his hands clamped on my wrists like vises, I gasped at the suddenness.
There’s a girl’s trip in the works. All the girls have planned and plotted for months. Everything must work out just right for them to be able to talk the guys into this trip. All is on track until Allie, of all people, lands in hot water. Cassie and Sue do their best to help her out and keep the hope of the trip alive too.
Behaving is always a struggle for Cassie. She does try but, unfortunately, there are situations–completely beyond her control, at least in her eyes, that keep landing her on the wrong side of Tom’s spanking hand. As Cassie continues to end up in trouble, there are some interesting new friends, maybe a little rougher than Tom would want her associating with, who want to help her too. . .
Tom wasn’t extremely angry – but he’s adamant about that darn phone. And he didn’t waste any more time as he unsnapped my jeans and pulling me across his lap. How many times has Tom spanked me? Yet that first swat makes me jump every time, he starts out too hard. He spanked steadily until I was stinging all over.
“Owww, Tom, that’s enough. Stop now,” I hissed. I certainly didn’t want to be loud. Sound-proof or not, I was worried about Lily hearing something. Tom was unaffected and he hadn’t even started talking. Tom reached to pull down my panties, but I grabbed at them whispering, “No, no!”
“Girl, what’s gotten into you?” Tom wanted to know.
It was hard to explain, but I could just feel Lily peeping through the keyhole – highly unlikely, since we don’t have a keyhole, but you know what I mean.
The feeling surely didn’t slow Tom much. I lost the panty fight quickly and he proceeded to redden every square centimeter of skin on my bottom and thighs. Big bully! He was talking, I wasn’t listening – sorry, I know that sounds awful, but I have heard the phone lecture before. I hadn’t left it on purpose. And although I’ve heard him say that a stinging bottom helps me listen better, it can have the opposite effect. My owwwing can drown out his words.
Allie, what you did was… stupid! And I’m really pissed.” Ryan said angrily.
“I know, and I’m really sorry. I’d give anything if I could go back and change everything.”
“I think you deserve a spanking, but it’s up to you.”
“Up to me? What’d you mean?” I just wanted him to get it over with.
“I know sometimes you don’t go along with all this, at least when it’s for real. You know you can say no.”
“I’m not going to say no,” I told him in a small voice.
“All right, good. But I’m still really mad and I’m going for a walk. “You’re going to stand in the corner and wait for me.”
That’s when I got pissed. I hate that stupid corner. “Ryan, I hate that and you know it. Why do you do that? It’s childish and stupid.”
“Seems appropriate then, doesn’t it?” he snapped.
I really only had two choices, storming out or standing in the stupid corner, so I went to the corner without saying anything else. But there was a ton more I wanted to say. I heard the noise the screen door makes and thought Ryan had left when I heard him say. “Pants down, Allie.”
Boy that flew all over me! “What if someone walks by? They might see in.”
“Then I guess you’d be pretty embarrassed.”
“I like driving,” Allie told us. “I’ll take as many turns as you want me to.” We all grinned realizing it wasn’t bad having someone under sixty on this trip.
I wanted to be sure that Allie got as close as she could to everyone so I added, “And I think we need to make it a rule not to sleep with the same person two nights in a row.”
Sue laughed, “Hell, wasn’t that your rules for years?”
I contemplated drowning her, but contented myself with a dirty look. “I hope you’ll realize that my daughter-in-law is listening. Let’s keep it clean.”
“Oh no you don’t!” Allie insisted, “Why do you think I was dying to go on this trip. I want more stories.”
“No! I’m the one always looking like a… a… well I don’t come off looking so good. Let’s talk about their pasts,” I told her indicating Sue and Annie.
“What? And bore the child to tears, your life is much more interesting.” Sue grinned.
“The way you tell stories you’ll have her thinking I’m the Whore of Babylon,” I snapped.
“Mom,” Allie spoke up, usually she still calls me Cassie, but when she says Mom it catches in my heart. “The thing I love and admire about you the most is your over the top love and loyalty to Tom, even when you’re mad at him. But the second best thing about you is that you have a past. I love your old stories better than any TV series I’ve ever seen. And I need more stories.”
I rolled my eyes and hoped this trip wouldn’t scar Allie for life.
I didn’t see any way out, but I felt like he’d almost made me mad on purpose. I went into the bedroom debating with myself whether or not to take my clothes off. He knows how much I hate doing that when I’m about to get a serious spanking. I lingered at the mirror, staring at myself and wondering for the hundredth time how I kept getting myself into predicaments like this. I don’t set out to get myself in trouble, why does it always happen?
Catching sight of the ivory brush in the mirror I glared at it with hatred. Then closing my eyes, I turned away and began undressing. When Tom came in I was sitting on the bed hugging a pillow. I was still mad and trying my best to keep quiet and not make things worse. I saw Tom’s eye soften just a bit when he saw I’d done as he asked. I suppose he’d had his doubts.
Nonetheless he headed to the dresser and picked up the brush. Before he turned our eyes met in the mirror, it seemed that they were locked. I don’t really know what my expression was, but I was drinking in his. Slowly, Tom laid the brush back on the dresser and turned to me.
Very deliberately his hands fell to his belt buckle, I felt a clenching sensation throughout my entire body. It was as if a switch had been thrown. I felt no anger, I simply felt like I was his. Watching Tom remove his belt does things to me I’ll never understand or be able to explain. There’s a tinge of fear, I can’t deny that, but it triggers a longing and lust that overwhelms every other feeling.
I still live in the small southern town where I was born. I’m happily married and now that we have two grown children we’re learning to love the empty nest. Next year will see the end of a long and satisfying teaching career and I’m anxious to spend more time writing. I didn’t grow up with the desire to be a writer, but I did love to daydream. As a child, I spent most of my spare time, and quite a bit of time when I should have been doing schoolwork, either reading or making up stories. I was actually quite young when Cassie wandered into my head and began telling me her story. I’ve always been drawn to spanking stories, but I need a true love story with it. That’s how I see Cassie and Tom – a true love story with spanking thrown in.
Author page: https://www.amazon.com/PK-Corey/e/B00H9W9XB4