Free Summer Solace by Maggie Ryan Page A

lady. I promised you hot dogs and that is what I’m going to fix right now.”  She grinned as he stood and placed her onto her feet. He turned her around and pushed her down into the chair. “Sit right there and watch the master at work.” 
    Again his words conjured up a delicious memory. She giggled and sat back in the chair. “Yes, Sir,” she said and then her voice lowered, “I’ve waited for a long time to see my Master at work.” 
    Gabe felt a thrill run through him. He had waited for this for five long years. His cock was already hard and was pushing against the zipper of his jeans. He faked a growl at Joanna. “Don’t be naughty, little girl,” he warned. “Remember, I haven’t had a sub for years, but I did keep up my spanking skills.” 
    Joanna shivered and found she hoped that he hadn’t exaggerated. She hadn’t missed the insinuation that she had been his last submissive either. “I promise to be good, Sir, if you promise to cook really, really fast!” she said and pointed towards the grill.
    He laughed and soon had the hotdogs sizzling over the coals. When Joanna attempted to help, he told her to sit and that he would take care of everything. She rolled her eyes and he grinned.
    “Careful, I already owe you one trip across my lap. You probably don’t want another,” he warned.
    Her mouth dropped open as she asked, “You are seriously going to spank me?  For what?” 
    He shook his head, flipped the hotdogs over and then looked at her before answering,  “For swearing. You know you aren’t allowed to cuss. You also aren’t allowed to roll your eyes. It is very disrespectful.”  She still looked shocked and he grinned. “Don’t worry, I am going to feed you first.” 
    Joanna frowned but didn’t protest. She watched him work and thought about how she felt. She discovered she wasn’t the least bit afraid of the promised spanking. She felt nervous but not afraid. She smiled remembering she had always felt nervous when he told her she was going to get spanked, especially when it was intended for discipline or punishment. Gabe glanced over to see her absently stroking her braid. He knew she was nervous and couldn’t blame her. It had been five long years since she had to answer to him. He found it hard not to smile as he worked on their dinner. When he had it ready, he put it on the table and Joanna joined him.
    They ate quietly, the darkness growing around them. After Gabe cleared the table and lit a lantern, he approached Joanna and held out his hand. The years seem to drop away as the roles to be played became crystal clear. Without a word, she placed her hand in his and allowed him to help her up from the table. He didn’t speak until he took a seat on the bench and opened his legs. He pulled her gently to stand between his open thighs. He looked up and saw that she was biting on her lower lip even as her hand touched her hair. He reached up and brought her hand down and then held both her hands in his.
     
     

Chapter 6
     
    “Do you remember?” he asked quietly.
    She blushed but nodded. It didn’t feel as if half a decade had passed. It felt exactly as it always had. She was facing her Dom, the only man she answered to. All the heartache and fear, all the sadness and insecurity of those years slipped away. They were no longer defining her life. This moment, this man, and her response to him would define her.
    “Yes, Sir. I remember,” Joanna said as the memories consumed her.
    “Good girl. Tell me why I’m going to spank you, Joanna,” Gabe ordered quietly.
    The ritual washed over her as she remembered. She had always hated this part. Hated he made her participate in her own discipline. He knew that and made sure she always did so.
    “Answer me, Jo,” Gabe said firmly.
    She looked down at the ground. “I swore and…was disrespectful to you, S…Sir,” she answered.
    Gabe was enormously proud. He nodded and said, “Correct.”  He allowed a few minutes to