Page 19 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 1

“I told you; I can take care of myself!”

“I have no doubt you can but that doesn’t negate my responsibility to protect you. You will not ignore any instruction I give you, Sage, especially not when it comes to your safety. Is that understood?”

“Yeah! Understood! I get it,” she snarled as she jammed her hands against her waist.

The increasing ferocity of her constant challenge to his authority was becoming more and more difficult to ignore. That she flaunted this caustic behavior in front of his brothers had become theater for them and a stage for her–to act out, which hadn’t slipped Kaden’s attention. But it was too soon to spank her in front of them. He needed to go slow with her. Ease her into the transition from a strong, independent woman who was in control of all aspects of her life, to one who offered a little of that control to someone she could trust. Allow her to relax, and give over to his care, if only sexually at first.

“If not for the fact that I don’t particularly wish to give my two brothers some afternoon entertainment, you would be over my lap already, with my hand coloring your backside.” He leaned in and warned in a dark voice, “I still might if you continue to sass me, but then I’d be shooting myself in the foot since I wouldn’t be able to fuck you later tonight. Believe me, if I spanked you now, you won’t be able to sit on your cute little butt for a week.”

“I… you’re going to… ehm.” Sage’s cheeks exploded in blooms of red when the two younger Frazers burst out laughing.

“Corner. Now.”

This time, Sage didn’t protest and turned toward the spot to which he was pointing.

“In case you missed the dynamics of the human body, I’m not built to fit into a triangle,” she mumbled as she shuffled closer to the corner.

“You’ll manage. Feet all the way against the wall. Clasp your hands behind your back, push your tits into the corner, then lean forward. I want your nose flush against the wall. Keep it there until I tell you to move, or that cute little bottom of yours is going to be blistered.” His bark of laughter followed the snort that fell unchecked from her nose. “Oh, I’ll still fuck you, make no mistake about that, except you will be the one suffering the discomfort. Remember, Sage. There will always be a reaction to every undisciplined action from my little Babygirl.”

“Oh yes, and standing in the corner is so appropriate,” she said acerbically.

“You’ll soon benefit from the position you’re in, Babygirl. You will use this time to consider the behavior that got you here, the consequences of that behavior and most of all, the importance of what it means to be my Babygirl.”

“I told you! I am not your Goddamn Babygirl!”

“As often as you repeat that mantra, I’m beginning to wonder who you’re trying to convince. “Me? Or yourself?”

Chapter Nine

“Good Lord, you haven’t moved from that spot for the past three hours!” Kevin said as he walked into the kitchen.

“Since my nose is still glued to the wall, I’d say you’re stating the obvious,” Sage snapped. At first, it had been fun standing like that. She had used the time while Kaden and his brothers were having lunch to torment him by wiggling her hips, sighing excessively, and generally just acting like a brat. Her aim was to distract and draw his attention. It did neither. He hadn't said a word until they were done and heading outside. It was only then that he drawled, “I trust you’ll behave better once I’m gone, Babygirl. I’ll be checking in on you later.”

“I don’t know who your brother thinks he is to order me around like this,” she mumbled, suddenly feeling ridiculous. Realizing the implications of not having moved, jarred her. Did she honestly just spend the last three hours with her nose pushed against a wall because her supposed “Daddy” told her to do so?

“I’d say you already know the answer to that, Sage.” Kevin leaned against the wall, watching her with a smile. “There’s no one here to keep an eye on you. The guards are stationed around the house, so you’re inside all by your lonesome. You could’ve stepped away from the corner at any time. Care to tell why you didn’t?”

“I… how was I supposed to know there’s no one watching me? I’ve got my nose stuck against the wall, Mr. Genius!”

“C’mon, Sage. You know the answer as well as I do. It’s obvious in the way you react to my brother.”

“Yes, he irritates the nettles out of me.”

“Does he? Or is it that he offers you a safe haven? The kind you might have subconsciously been yearning for your entire adult life. Be honest. Your nose is stuck to that wall for only one reason.”

“Which is?”

“You’re doing it because you want to please him. Make him proud that you listened to him.” He tapped her cheek. “Kaden is your Daddy. I know it. He knows it. Perhaps it’s time you acknowledge that you know it, too.”

“Oh really? You think? How presumptuous, you insolent pri… I mean, man tool!” She glared furiously at him, more so because she couldn’t deny there was some truth to what he was saying.

“I see you’re sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong, again. Get out of here, Kevin. You’ve got work to do.” Sage’s body turned to stone at Kaden’s deep voice sounding from the doorway.

“Damn, you’re so selfish,” Kevin protested. “Don’t you know how much fun it is watching both of you do the Daddy tango?”

“Kevin…” Kaden’s tone darkened.

“At your service, brother.” Kevin leaned closer to place a little peck on Sage’s cheek. “Hang in there, squirt. He’s not as big and bad as you think,” he whispered. “Admit what he is to you, and you’ll have him eating out of your hand.”

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