Page 131 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 1

Cassie had never heard him use the term ‘potty’ before and found it strange. Yet at the same time, her tummy felt like a butterfly was fluttering around inside.

He pulled off on the next exit and pulled into a gas station. She didn’t wait for him to let her out before she got out of the car and walked in to use the bathroom, Brady following her into the store and down the hall.

“What are you doing?” she snapped.

Brady leaned up against the wall across from the bathroom door.

“Making sure my girl is safe in this sketchy gas station bathroom. Go on, go potty. I’ll wait here.”

Brady was well built, six feet tall, and muscular. He looked like he worked out daily, though he only went to the gym a couple times a week. She knew he would protect her with his life if it ever came down to it, but he wasn’t the kind of guy who would go looking to beat someone up for no reason, either. Still, it gave her a warm rush to know he was there to protect her. And the way he spoke to her was almost as if she were a child. It probably should have annoyed her, but that fluttering feeling started happening again as she stepped inside the private bathroom and locked the door.

Cassie finished in the bathroom and came out to see Brady still standing against the wall where he said he’d be.

“Did you wash your hands?” he asked, staring down at her intently.

The question caught her off guard, and she stared at him for a long moment. It was weird that the question made her nipples harden, right? Annoyed with herself for the way her body was reacting, she glared up at him.

“Um, yeah, just like every other time I go to the bathroom.”.

Cassie walked out of the store and to the car, getting in before Brady could open the door for her.

“How much longer until we’re there?” she asked.

Brady started the car and looked over at her with an unreadable expression.

“Is someone being a whiny little girl?” he asked.

Cassie scowled and rolled her eyes at him, though her clit seemed to feel differently about the question, and that just annoyed her more. She wasn’t a little girl. She was a strong, independent woman.

“Still about an hour’s drive.”

Cassie rolled her eyes again.

“Why did you have to pick somewhere so far away?” she asked, looking at her phone. “And I only have one bar on my phone because we’re in the middle of nowhere. This is going to be fun. I sure hope there’s Wi-Fi wherever it is we’re going.”

She dropped her phone back in her lap, her impatience growing by the minute.

Brady started driving again, ignoring her complaints. Cassie crossed her arms, laid her head back on the headrest, and sighed loudly. She hated that her husband never argued with her when she was being difficult.

Maybe he just doesn’t care enough about you to fight with you.

Swallowing the lump forming in her throat, Cassie stared out the window in a daze for the rest of the drive.

Chapter 2

Brady

As he drove his wife toward the special weekend he had planned, Brady was deep in thought about how he hoped everything would play out. His sweet little wife was already being a brat, which seemed to be her normal personality lately, and he hoped this weekend would change that going forward. He knew he was taking a huge risk and that Cassie might possibly end things with him, but he also knew if things didn’t change drastically, their marriage was going to end anyway.

The minute he’d laid eyes on Cassie when they’d first met, he had known he wanted her to be his wife. What he hadn’t realized was how difficult she could be. She’d always been a bit of a brat. It was one of the things he’d fallen in love with, because she kept him on his toes. But over the past couple years since they’d gotten married, she seemed to keep getting more difficult and more childish.

Her attitude had gotten worse as time went on, making it hard to be around her at times. His solution had been to start working more and taking on more accounts to have a reason to be gone from home. It had been fantastic for their bank account, but he’d realized he was losing his wife. They weren’t going to make it another year if something didn’t quickly change.

The look on Cassie’s face when he had asked if she’d washed her hands after going to the bathroom told him it would be a very interesting weekend. However, as soon as they were settled in at their destination, he would sit her down for a very serious heart-to-heart conversation on what he expected out of her and how their marriage would be moving forward.

Brady had packed everything needed for the weekend as he’d been preparing for this trip for weeks. He planned to turn his hotheaded wife into a sweet Little girl who would most definitely have a red-hot bottom for most of the weekend. If he were lucky, it would be a permanent change. If not, he could almost guarantee divorce would be the next step for them, so he needed to give it everything he had.

He’d ordered all the supplies and had them shipped to his workplace, so she had no idea what she was in for. He had a suitcase full of onesies, footie pajamas, cute panties, a stuffed animal, and some coloring supplies. All the necessities that a Little needed for a weekend away. Brady had also already ordered groceries to be delivered to the cabin. He had planned everything down to the last detail. The only wild card was his wife.

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