Free Time Out by Breanna Hayse Page A

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    “Where did he use his mouth?” Bryon asked, smacking the crown of her right cheek.
    “On my pussy and… OWWWW!”
    “Where else?” Bryon asked, tormenting her.  He and Rob had decided to get her to start verbalizing more things to help her go beyond her ‘point and giggle’ conversations regarding sex.  Bryon had to admit, being a voyeur; he also enjoyed listening to her descriptions.
    “You’re mean!”
    “I have my sadistic moments, true.  Where else did he put his mouth?” He spanked her five more times.  Cassie held back tears.  Even when he played, it hurt!
    “He kissed my thighs and my bottom where he spanked me.  He also kissed, you know…”
    “No, I don’t.  Tell me.”
    “Where you put that nasty plug thing.  Please stop!” she cried out as he smacked her twice more, his flat hand leaving dark blotches in the center of her jiggling mounds. “My bottom hole! He kissed my bottom hole!” she cried out.
    “That wasn’t so hard to say now, was it?  Go upstairs and bring me your special toy box.”
    “But Bryon….”
    The special toy box was for big girls.  Cassie groaned as she yanked her sweats up and ran to obey.  It was times like this that she saw how similar the brothers were, and it rarely fared well for her.  Dragging her feet, she handed him the wooden, shoebox sized container.  Glancing at the clock, Bryon smiled.  He had plenty of time before he left to pick up Kristina.
    “Has Rob made love to you in that special place yet, Cassandra?”
    Cassie blushed, shaking her head.
    “I bet he would love to do that while you were locked up in those stocks, don’t you?”
    Cassie mumbled something, realizing that was why Rob left the stocks out for Bryon to see.  The two of them had a one track mind and that usually started with her bottom.
    “Let’s give you a special shower and then get you all ready for when Rob comes home from work, ok?”
    “NO!  Bryon, not that! I hate enemas!” Cassie now looked genuinely distressed.
    “You’ve only had it that one time, so stop the theatrics.”
    “Can’t you do this to Kristina?” Cassie pleaded as he went into the kitchen to prepare his bag.
    “We haven’t even had our first date.  That would be silly.”
    “Oh Gawd! Why are you being like this today? Please?” Cassie begged some more as he laid some towels on the leather couch.
    “Can’t you tell?  I’m getting ready for a date and need to get this out of my system.  Be a good sport.”
    “Nononononono!”
    “What’s all this yelling about?” Rob asked, coming in through the garage door. 
    Cassie raced into his arms, and then hid behind his broad, tall frame. “Protect me!  Bryon’s being mean!”
    “Bryon?  Not Daddy?” Rob sounded entertained, pulling her out from behind him and kissing her quickly. He held her firmly by the hand as he walked into the living room. “So, you got my hint, little brother.”
    “You’re home early. I was trying to set up a surprise for you, but somebody wasn't cooperating.”
    “That’s not like you, Cass.  I thought we took care of your lack of cooperation a while back,” Rob said, taking off his coat and pushing up the sleeves to his sweater.  Cassie paled.
    “I’m not in the MOOD today!  Please don’t….”
    “Didn’t we both tell you that you don’t need to be in the MOOD as long as one, or both of us, were?” Rob asked, sitting on the couch and beckoning to her.  She shook her head and stomped her foot.
    “No! I don’t feel like playing today.”
    “Are you sick?”
    “No!”
    ‘No headache, tummy aches, PMS?”
    “NO!”
    “So you have no excuse to be so defiant or disrespectful to us? You’re just being a brat because you think you can get away with it?” Rob asked firmly. 
    Cassie felt tears coming to her eyes. “I just don’t feel like playing today.  I need a break,” she sniffed quietly, watching their exchange.  Rob nodded to Bryon.
    “Go upstairs and get changed for