Page 20 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 1

“Do you need help exiting the house, Kevin?” Kaden’s voice turned gravelly.

“You do know how to make a man feel wanted, big brother.” With a wave, Kevin left, whistling as he sauntered off toward the barn.

“Hey! What are you doing,” Sage shrieked as she was suddenly picked up and carried to a kitchen chair. “What makes you believe you have any right to order me around?”

“Multiple reasons, so, take your pick. Because I want to, because I can, but mainly, because you crave my domination, and I, Babygirl, accept your offer gladly and immediately.”

“I made no such—”

An unexpected kiss pressed softly against her mouth, creating a pause that left her wanting yet receiving nothing more than only the tease that it was meant to be.

“You must be cramping from standing so long. Sit down, Babygirl. Here, drink some water and let me take care of you.”

“If you want to care for me then feed me. I’m starving.” She took a long slug from the bottle of water.

“Sorry. Naughty little girls who missed a meal will have to wait for dinner.”

“I missed lunch because you put me in the damn corner!” Her eyes flashed dangerously. A hoarse gasp filtered through the air as Kaden took off her sneakers and started rubbing her feet. “Ohh, that feels so good.”

“Relax, Babygirl. Just allow yourself to feel.”

“I am relaxed.”

Kaden grunted but chose not to debate the issue as he moved his hands up over her calves, slowly working to loosen her agitation. “Tense muscles are a reflection of anxiety. Working out knots is the best way to interrupt that negative cycle and move into a positive state instead. Stop fighting the feeling, Sage. You’re tense, not because of standing still for so long, but because of the stress you’ve been experiencing. Let me ease you back from the edge. Massaging has a way of cleansing the mind of negative thoughts, restoring resolve, and showing the body that the environment, in which it dwells, is safe and nurturing.” He smiled gently. “Don’t ever forget that, Babygirl. With me, you will always be safe and have my care.”

With a sigh, Sage relaxed into the mesmerizing effect of his hands sliding over her legs, gently kneading her tense muscles. Right there, in the kitchen, calmed by the sound of melodic birdsong from outside, she felt wrapped in a warm cocoon. His hands scripted a tactile message that words could never supplant, sending a message of caring and keeping her safe in a way words couldn’t achieve. The percipience of his tender touch became essential, soothing her deep self while enabling her higher self to remain the thoughtful and calm navigator of her own soul.

For how long she’d be in charge, she didn’t know. What she did know was that while luxuriating in his exquisite touch, her mindset switched. The protector became her anchor. The one man she believed could be trusted to care for her, maybe even come to love her one day. But above all else, still allow her to be the strong woman she was.

For the first time, she truly acknowledged her feelings. Kaden Frazer was the man who could make her soar, guide her, and show her the way to truly becoming the woman she had been denying herself to be—a submissive. A Babygirl. No, not any Babygirl, but his Babygirl.

No matter how much she wanted to keep it a secret, because truthfully, she hardly knew the man, there was no denying it. She yearned to be his… even if only as her Clandestine Daddy.

“Ah, finally, my brave little girl garnered enough courage to seek me out.”

The deep voice resonated through Sage where she stood pressed against the door of Kaden’s room. What little resistance remained in acknowledging her submission to him, disintegrated as the velvety tones reached deep inside her to toggle loose her true desires.

After a pleasant dinner with all three brothers, Sage excused herself to secretly slip into a long, warm bath. Upon emerging, she waited then after ten minutes, tiptoed down the hallway to his room. If Mohammed didn’t come to the mountain…

Patience had never been her strong suit, especially when she wanted something, and she wanted him, more than what was good for her.

“Cat caught your tongue, Babygirl?”

Sage squinted in the direction of where his voice came. The only light guiding her was a sliver of moonlight splashed against a wall.

“No, but unfortunately, I’m not a bat, so it’s a little hard to see and stubbing my toes in the dark isn't why I came here. Do you have an aversion to lights?”

“Not particularly, but I want to see you in the moonlight. I’ve been imagining the incandescent glow of the moon illuminating your lustrous skin. Take off your robe, Babygirl, and kneel in front of the window, right there where the silver streak breaks the darkness.”

Without a thought, Sage found herself kneeling naked in the moonlight that had now reached to the edge of the bed. Not sure what to do with her hands, she grasped them behind her back.

“Such beauty.” Kaden’s voice sounded reverent, in awe of the sight he beheld. Silence descended. Moments stretched into minutes.

At first, Sage was tense, but it didn’t last long. His presence and the way she could feel him watching her, caused a warm tingle to travel over her body. At that moment, she relaxed. Her shoulders became rounded. A smile of acceptance softened her face as she waited. There was no impatience in this scene. No rush. For her, this was a moment of feeling admired, appreciated, and more than anything, cherished.

Whatever the future might hold, tonight she needed what he offered. The kind of domination she craved.

“Good. Now, Babygirl, I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop, but I won’t. Not until I’ve had enough.”

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