Page 141 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 2

Sage fell into the memory.

Pulling out her survival bag from her pack that Jacob had assembled and told her never to leave without, she lit the small pile of kindling and grass she’d gathered. The wind quickly caught it, and the flames whipped up in a moment, blowing the sparks to nearby overly dry grass. She grabbed her pack and tried to pound out the growing fire, but the air movement she created kept the sparks flying to new grass.

Jacob seemed to appear out of nowhere. “What the fuck?” He took off his hat and handed it to Sage. “Go get this filled with water and throw it at the root of the fire.”

She raced to do his bidding while seeing Jacob stomp out the little sparks and trying to create a small trench around the side that was growing.

“Drench the ground around the fire now. It seems to be more controlled.”

After more work, Jacob finally had the flames extinguished. Sitting and recovering, he finally looked at her. She was mortified she hadn’t listened to Jacob’s specific warning. He sighed loudly.

“Why did you start the fire?” He didn’t ask if, but why.

“I... Okay, I was cold because the wind picked up after I came out of the creek, so I thought it would be fine to start a fire next to the river. I mean, the water was right there.”

“Yep, and with both of us, do you see how hard it was to put it out?”

“Jacob, I was dumb. I didn’t think. I’m so sorry.”

He sighed again. “You disobeyed me.”

She bristled. “I don’t obey you. Jacob, I might take your suggestions, but I don’t obey. I’m not a dog.”

His voice dropped. Sage’s core clenched. It had sent multiple shivers through her when Jacob was in this kind of mood, and she could feel her inexperienced pussy aching.

“Sage, I gave you a mandate. It wasn’t just me to you. It was an order for the whole county. No burning. Either you didn’t think it applied to you or decided you wouldn’t follow the rules, but whatever it was, you’ve earned a punishment.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means I’m paddling that naughty, sexy ass for doing what you were told not to do. It’s illegal to burn right now.” He gestured towards the shorts she’d swum in. “Take them down.”

“Jacob, I have to think about this.”

“The time for thinking was before you disregarded me. Take them down, or I’ll do it.”

“But... please?” she pleaded but knew that when Jacob was set on a path, nothing and no one got in his way.

He reached for her snap. She turned away swiftly. “I’ll do it.” Down came her shorts.

“Panties too, Sage-y.”

“I like it when Stryker calls me Sweet Sage.”

“I like it when you are sweet, Sage. But when you aren’t Sage-y fits.”

“Did I ruin things?” There was fear for his answer in her voice because she couldn’t hide it.

“Come here.” He pulled her down into his lap as he sat on the grass cross-legged. “I love you. If you are sweet, I love you, and if you are naughty, I love you. Your actions might need addressing sometimes, but it’s the behavior I’m smacking, not the woman behind the disobedience. End of story. Got it?”

“Yes.”

“Right. Now roll over on your belly, and I’ll take your panties down. There is nothing sexy about this spanking, but I’ll make you feel good when it’s over.”

That had been the most scorching spanking Jacob had ever given her. Most were hot, sexy, and a massive turn-on, but the fire spanking didn’t qualify for anything but discipline. The heat from her butt afterward was incredible, and sitting was impossible without reminding her to heed Jacob’s words. Sage hated that, yet it was one of her most memorable times with Jacob.

“Sage? Are you coming?” asked Renee.

Oh, damn, she’d done it again. Wandered off down memory lane. Sage smiled and walked forward, feeling the slipperiness between her lower lips. Shoot, now she would have that to contend with too.

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