Page 154 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 2

“I know. I honestly didn’t think this would be a big deal. I’m sorry.”

“We’ll work it all out, but when I say no because it’s unsafe, you better pay attention. At least we have flushed Flynn out. And don’t think you can use that as a good reason for disobeying me.”

“I don’t obey you.”

“You got that right, but I aim to change your thinking on that. But we need to make some plans right now, so finish making dinner and call us when it’s ready. And under no circumstances do you leave this house. Got me?”

“Fine.”

“I’d get a little yes, sir, in there if I were you. Or better yet, yes, daddy.”

Sage pouted, and Jacob reached over to rub her ass. Sage quickly noticed the room was empty beside them. “Yes, Daddy,” she whispered.

“It’s a good start, baby. Go to the kitchen with the other ladies, and I’ll be in Até’s office down the hall with the guys.” One more kiss settled on her lips before he patted her bottom and turned her toward the kitchen.

After setting the plan, the men sent some cowboys to stand guard in the house, and the Red Eagles and Carter went on the hunt for Flynn. They contemplated that Flynn might have left town because they couldn’t find him anywhere. They decided to go home and try again the next day.

They went home to dinner and restless women. Sage thought the guys didn’t seem like there would be any repercussions from the day’s adventures which made the girls extra apprehensive. When dinner was over, the men went into the family room and discussed the day and Kailani and Seamus’ recent phone call home.

Renee headed for the kitchen, and Carter followed her, saying his goodnights. Declan whispered to Teagan, and she got out of his lap. They said their goodnights.

Stryker grabbed Avery’s hand and headed upstairs with a backward glance at Jacob. Callen had left earlier when a call came in to bring a lock for one supply building because the old one had been misplaced, so all that was left was Jacob and Sage.

“Let’s go to bed, baby. We have some talking to do. I want to make sure you’re alright after your ordeal.”

“I’m okay, but I want to talk to you about things too.”

They put their heavy coats on and headed for the cabin. Someone had started the stove. It was toasty warm inside the little house.

Talking consisted of different versions of one hell of a spanking. They talked about Sage feeling claustrophobic with all the restrictions, and Jacob promised to only do that when her safety was at risk. However, it didn’t help her get a lighter sentence. He removed her pants with panties in one movement. Then a long flurry of spanks, more than she could even guess, landed on her ass and had Sage gasping for breath, kicking and wiggling by the time Jacob took off his belt.

“No, I don’t want that, Jacob.”

“I know, but it’s happening. Five. And I don’t want to ever have this conversation again. You get me?”

Jacob folded the leather belt in half, and the first bit of leather landed on her full buttocks before she could formulate an answer. Sage cried out, but Jacob already had her hands controlled for safety. He laid his long, extended right leg over hers and laid down the next stripe. By the time he had delivered five swats to her backside, Sage was limp and accepting her punishment.

He dropped his pants and took her from the back, her belly on the bed, and he balls deep in her dripping entrance. Jacob thought he’d have to get her warmed up, but no matter how much his girl complained, spanking was an aphrodisiac for her. She was sopping, and that was as telling as his granite hard-on.

He reached around and rubbed her clit relentlessly. While some of his kin didn’t allow their women to come after discipline, he did. He wanted Sage to enjoy this dynamic, well, most of the time. So he wouldn’t withhold an orgasm. Not for him, and not for her. But he wasn’t above a little long gameplay.

“I love you, baby. Now, do as daddy tells you and grab your orgasm.” He rubbed on the side of her clit and then flicked the tangled spot of nerves just where it should trigger her to completion. “Get there, sweetheart.”

He squeezed her hot ass with his free hand, which did the trick. He raised up and pounded out his own release in full deep strokes, staying deep inside when her muscles squeezed him hard. She stiffened for a few seconds before meeting his movements, pelvis to pelvis, as though she couldn’t get enough of him being balls deep inside her.

“I love you with all I am, my adorable Sageapple.”

“I love you too, Jake.”

They were too tired to do more than snuggle in together. Sage hoped the others had as rewarding a night as she had. Somehow she thought they probably did.

When the call came in, the Red Eagles had been “hunting” Flynn for two days. They didn’t find him. The sheriff did.

The deputy said, “We have Flynn Walker in custody. He was too cocky for his own good. He decided he would sneak into your house in town and kidnap you, or worse. After breaking into the house, cameras caught him punching in a code that didn’t work. A new silent alarm went off, giving him a false sense of security, just as it should. Within fifteen minutes, we had him surrounded.”

“Has he gone mad?” asked Sage.

“Not sure what was going on in his mind, but he was angry. He trashed everything in sight, destroying anything he touched, working himself into such a rage that it took three deputies to tackle him to the ground. After looking around, we discovered duct tape, rope, a gun, and zip ties. In his pocket was a commonly known date rape drug. He didn’t intend to leave without you, Sage. The list of charges on the arrest paperwork means Flynn won’t see the light of day for a long time.”

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