Free Time Out by Breanna Hayse

wanted to protect, nurture, educate, and guide.  Not in a feminine way at all, but very firm, direct and no-nonsense. I saw a movie once that had a headmaster of a girl’s school and I fantasized about being him for the longest time. It really surfaced when Glenn was born. I couldn’t wait to babysit and take care of him.  The problem though, is that he was a boy.  I wanted a little girl.”
    “You don’t know what brought this on?”
    “No, it was just part of my personality.  Just like Rob.  He was always very commanding and bossy, unwavering in his decisions, right or wrong.  He was the one, though, who introduced me to the scene.  Indirectly, of course,” he chuckled, “I was 16 when I walked in on him spanking his girlfriend in the living room.  I remembered just standing there with my eyes glued to her bare bottom.  It was cherry red and wiggling all over the place.”
    “That poor thing!” Cassie exclaimed.
    “When Rob was done with her, she just bawled like a baby.  All I wanted to do was hold her and make things better.  That is, until, he offered to share her discipline with me.  In no time, she was across my lap and I was applying this killer left hand to her already very warm behind.  I was in heaven.”
    “Now I really feel sorry for her.  Your hand is as bad as Rob’s paddle,” Cassie shuddered.
    “Thank you.”
    “I didn’t mean it as a compliment!” Cassie scoffed, smacking his arm, “Go on.”
    “Well, after Rob took her home with a warning to never smoke again, he and I had a long, brotherly talk.  We were always real close, but this was the clincher.  From that moment on, we started secretly exploring the lifestyle.  It was hard to find anything about it, even on the computer.  I mean, we had to hide what we were doing from Pop.  Rob was about 20 when he found out about the Club in Vegas and got himself ‘edumacated’ in D&S.  You know the rest.”
    “You have that look… the one I don’t like,” Cassie bit her lip, seeing his eyes twinkle.
    “You know me so well, my darling.  I need a fix now that you got me talking about it.”
    “Awww, Bry…. I’m still so sore from yesterday! Please, no……….”
    “You don’t want to make Daddy upset with you now, do you, Cassandra?” Bryon asked sternly.  Sighing, the girl shook her head and laid face down over his lap.  Pouting, she propped her chin on her hands as he happily peeled down her sweats and panties.  He tsked, gently running his hand over some tiny bruises.
    “It looks like my little girl got herself spanked recently.”
    “You know what happened…OW!” she shrieked as his hand smacked smartly onto her right cheek.
    “Is that how you talk to your Daddy, young lady?”
    “No, Daddy.  I’m sorry.  Robby spanked me.  A lot.” Cassie submitted with a sigh.
    “What did you do to deserve it?” he rubbed her gently, tracing a tiny bruise with his finger.
    “Nothing this time! I swear!”
    “So, he spanked you to make sure you kept on being a good girl?” he teased.
    “Yes, Daddy.  It’s not fair when he does that.”
    “Oh, I’m sure you didn’t complain too much,” Bryon laughed, knowing his brother well, “You wouldn’t lie to your Daddy and tell me that you hate the attention, would you?”
    “Well…. He DID do some really NICE things,” Cassie giggled, “OW!”
    “You are such a naughty little girl.  One who needs her bottom reddened frequently to remind her to stay out of trouble.  Hmmm?”
    “OW! Yes, daddy,” Cassie squirmed as his large hand fell three more times across her still tender rump. Bryon laughed,
    “What else did Robby do to you after he spanked this little hot bottom?” His hand fell four more times, feeling the girl jerk underneath it.
    “He… OW! He used his mouth on me.  OOOOWWW!” Cassie squealed, struggling to escape.  Bryon tucked her knees beneath his left leg, pulling her over his right knee more to bring her bottom high in the