Free His Demands by Cassandre Dayne Page B

to push her limits,
see what her hungers and needs truly were.
    A slight smile crossed her face
before she took another sip of her wine. Kaela tipped her head, a look of
mischief and need on her face. “Yes.”
    “Tell me what they get.”
    “A spanking.”
    “A spanking?” Broden was surprised she hadn’t balked
or pushed back. But there was something about her eyes, a single shimmer.
    “Yes,” she whispered and looked
away.
    Broden took his time sipping his
wine, barely inching closer. Exhaling deeply on purpose, he took a long stride
toward her. He knew instinctively he needed to be careful. “And what do you
need?”
    “Need? I need many things.”
    “ Yes, that I know. If you don’t ask for what you want you can’t get what you need. Do you
understand me?” The cat and mouse game was becoming so much fun. Broden’s eyes
flashed as he could see her recognition of the conversation in his office.
    Her lower lip quivered. “I
understand. I know what I need. You’re right.”
    “Good girl. Now ask for what you
want.”
    This time she hesitated. Opening and
closing her mouth several times, she shifted back and forth on top of the
comforter before slowing lifting her gaze. “A spanking.”
    “Are you saying you need a
spanking?”
    “Yes.” Kaela laughed nervously.
    “Tell me what you need and what you
know you must have.” Would this push her over the limit? Broden held his
breath.
    Kaela nibbled her bottom lip, took
another sip of wine and nodded over and over again. “Sir, I need a spanking.
I’ve been a very bad girl. I need you to take me over your knee and help me see
the errors of my ways. I need you to spank me hard enough I’ll never forget
there whose the boss and that I must be disciplined on
a regular basis. Please, sir. That’s what I’m asking.” The words tumbled out of
her mouth.
    Broden studied her face and after a
full minute eased his glass down on top of the nightstand. Inching forward, he
closed the distance, standing still for a full minute before taking her wine
glass from her hand, pushing it across the table. He was more than just a
little bit surprised she’d gone to the lengths she had and he could tell by her
flushed face and the shimmer above her lip just how much she longed to be taken
in hand, disciplined on a regular basis. His cock was swelling again. “Are you
certain?”
    “Yes, sir. God, yes I am…sir.”
    The way she said the two words this
time held such different meaning. “Very well.” Every
move methodical, he eased down on top of the bed, exhaling slowly before
patting his lap.
    Kaela folded her arms over her chest
and darted a glance before shivering.
    “Come.”
    “Sir?”
    “Across my knees.” Broden sensed this was a huge deal
for her, the letting go almost cathartic. “Now.”
    Very slowly she crawled over his
knees, pressing her stomach against his legs, a long exhale escaping her mouth.
    Rubbing her ass cheeks he sighed. “A very bad girl.”
    “Yes, sir.”
    “And you know you need a hard
spanking.” The words weren’t said in a question on purpose.
    “God, yes sir,” Kaela breathed out.
    “Mmm… Good girl. I’m not going to be
gentle. You need to learn manners and your place. Do you understand?”
    “Yes…yes, sir.”
    “Good.”
    Crack!
Slap!
    “Ooohhh…” she squealed.
    “Yes, such a bad girl who
understands a man needs to be in charge of her, yes?”
    “Yes sir!” This time her words were
more defiant.
    Slap!
Crack! Crack !
    Moaning, Kaela wiggled, her head
jerking up.
    “And you’ll be absolved of your
sins,” Broden said flatly, rubbing her ass cheeks.
    “Ooohh…”
    Pop!
Whoosh! Crack! Crack!
    Strike after strike he spanked her
with enough force her ass was turning cherry red, yet he knew the limitations. “Good
girl.”
    “Yes ..sir… I…want…”
    Slap!
Crack!
    “You want?” Broden asked as he
leaned over and kissed her back.
    “I want…more…”
    In the few seconds he pulled back
his hand and