Guardian Domination

by Breanna Hayse

  “Just try to keep out of trouble until then. We’re driving up to San Francisco to catch the ship and you don’t want to make that car ride on a sore bottom.” His eyes held that twinkle as I groaned.

  “When are you ever going to stop threatening me? It’s not funny.”

  “It is to me, and that’s all that matters,” Jace responded, poking me in the ribs, “Let me know if you want to go shopping for anything before the trip and I’ll send you with Gayle.”

  “You do understand that she gets to shop, too, right?”

  “Yeah, I know. Then the two of you have to get sushi afterwards. You both are spoiled.”

  “You love us,” I giggled.

  “Yes, but my wallet doesn’t,” he sighed, “Go get dressed; the band will be over in a few minutes to work on some pieces for our New Year’s gig.”

  I called Ben and told him all about my surprise. He wanted to bet me ten bucks that I wouldn’t escape the week without getting into some type of trouble with either Jace or Mark, then another twenty if I could make it through the cruise without a bottom warming. I didn’t take his bet.

  * * *

  “Now, Young Lady, do you think you can at least try not to get into any more trouble?” Jace asked firmly, making me face him after applying an unusually long spanking to my bare bottom for smarting off to Mark.

  I looked down. “Yes, Sir. I’m sorry,” I sniffed.

  Sighing, he hugged me then sent me outside to entertain myself. Mark swatted my backside as I walked by him, and handed me a jacket with an order to wear it. Silently, still glaring, I obeyed before stomping out.

  “That Kid… I wonder when she’ll stop testing us,” he said, plopping down next to his friend.

  Jace elbowed him. “Probably when Gayle stops. I heard some noise last night.” Jace grinned.

  Mark returned it. “I should think so. I didn’t like the concoction she made and she told me to eat shit.”

  “Good for her!” Jace teased. “She’s standing up for herself.”

  “And not sitting down today,” Mark responded in a low voice. “Maybe we should send her for cooking classes. I swear, the woman can’t even boil water.”

  “That’s because you always do it. I think that would be a good idea; it will give you a chance to grade her,” Jace snickered.

  Mark raised his eyebrow, that sinister gleam in his eye. “I’ll sign her up tomorrow. She can practice on all of us.”

  “You know, you don’t have to share her anymore. I mean, I would totally understand since I claimed full responsibility of my girl’s bottom,” Jace said seriously.

  Mark shook his head. “It’s different. Gayle’s a pain slut. She needs your sadistic moods every now and then to make her happy. I’m nothing like you in that Room.”

  “Few people are, my friend… few people are.”

  “Do you think our girl will ever work up to that point? Or are you going to have to keep a second around?”

  “Don’t know. It’s different with her. She’s probably the first woman whose tears really bother me, although I do enjoy reddening that little backside.”

  “You do realize what you just said, right?” Mark asked quietly.

  Jace frowned. “That I don’t like making her cry?”

  “No, you called her a woman. She’s growing on you.”

  “I know, Bro. I know. Too fast for my comfort. I’m not going to be able to resist her much longer.”

  “You don’t have to. Both Gayle and I think she’s ready.”

  “So do I, my friend… but I’m not yet,” Jace said honestly.

  Mark merely nodded.

  * * *

  We left very early the morning after Christmas after saying goodbye to the animals, Mark and Gayle. Jace was still half asleep, so it was easy to convince him to let me drive the two-hour trip. The ship started loading at 8:00 and Jace wasted no time getting on board and heading to our stateroom.

  Although I was never impressed with the Plaza, the Celebrity cruise line was a different story. Jace warned me that if he had to go anywhere on a boat, it would be in style. It looked like a fully equipped penthouse apartment! There was even a baby grand in the living room, and our own aqua spa tub on the balcony! I noticed it was completely private and elbowed Jace as I commented I could skinny dip in the whirlpool without anyone seeing.

  Jace glowered at me. “Do that, and you’ll be spending the rest of this trip with a red bottom.”

  “Promises, promises,” I remarked, knowing it would immediately result in Jace breaking in the dining room chair with me over his knee. I started laughing as I struggled to get away, knowing that this was, and would always be, part of the play that Jace would include for me for the rest of our life together.

  He pushed me onto the floor after the spanking finally sobered me up enough to stop my giggle fit and he shook his finger. “Don’t think for one minute that I didn’t bring anything from the second drawer with me just in case. Don’t push it, Young Lady. And you’re getting a leather butt,” he said, shaking his hand out.

  “Yes, Sir. I’ll be good. And I’m glad your hand’s sore,” I managed to say with a straight face.

  After briefly exploring the ship, we headed back to our room where Jace immediately started flipping channels. I stood on the bed in between him and the television.

  “Celeste, Honey, you’re in the way.”

  “Me.”

  “Yes, I know it’s you. Please move,” he requested patiently.

  “Meeeeeee.” I grinned, blocking his view as he tried to see around me.

  “I’m asking you nicely. Sit down and behave.”

  “MMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” I squealed, tackling him and biting his neck. Jace grunted and held me down with one arm as he changed the channel. There, a hand was free. It took me a good five minutes before he finally had enough and pinned me across his lap, sweats pants down, holding me in place with his right leg and left elbow.

  “Move again and you’ll regret it, Youngster. I’m tired.”

  I tested him and wiggled. His right hand swept down loudly, catching the top of my right thigh. I yelped, paused and wiggled again. Twice he smacked me, and this time he wasn’t at all gentle.

  “OW! I was just playing!”

  “I asked you nicely and you didn’t listen. Every commercial break will now result in my teaching you the importance of minding me.”

  “You’re so mean! OUCH! Come on, I was just playing!” I whined.

  Jace ignored me and, true to his word, spanked me slowly and methodically during the commercials.

  “Are you going to behave yourself now?” he asked, letting me up. I crossed my arms and plopped against the headboard, pouting.

  “You’re mean.”

  “I asked you a question,” he said, turning the TV off.

  “Yes, Sir, I’ll behave. You’re still mean.”

  “You’ll get over it. Let’s take a nap then we’ll go do something.”

  “Can I stay in here?” I asked. Jace nodded, slipping under the blankets.

  “As long as you keep still and don’t mess with me. Read a book if you’re not tired.”

  I climbed under the covers and snuggled up against his back with my arm around his waist. He pulled my hand to his chest and held it tightly. Unable to escape, I closed my eyes and fell asleep. We arrived at Catalina Island later that day and went on the glass bottom boat, the island scenic tour, and a long walk up the streets of Avalon, the little town above the tourist area. I was happy to return to the ship and our room, where there were no other people or noise.

  I was so tired from our long day and just wanted to sleep. Jace insisted on dinner first and asked the butler to draw me a bath. I leaned back in the bath feeling the steaming whirlpool bubbles massage away my fatigue and flipped the switch which made it rain over my head with cool water. I wondered if we could get something like this installed in our hot tub at home, it was heavenly.

  My eyes popped open when Jace slip
ped into the tub with me and drew me back into his arms.

  “Are you having fun, Baby?”

  “I always have fun when I’m with you. What’s that sticking in my back?” I asked with a giggle as I felt his rigid pole seeking a nice, tight spot to take refuge in.

  “Um… Nothing that you would be interested in right now.”

  “Wanna bet?” I asked, turning around to kiss him. His soapy hands slip over the length of my body as I straddled his lap.

  “You’re not getting that yet. Not there, anyway…” Jace grinned, inserting his finger deep into my pussy.

  “Where else would I get it?” I murmured into his neck, rubbing against him.

  “Hmmm… maybe there?” Jace asked, touching my lips. His hand slipped over my shoulders and past my hips. My eyes widened as he gently inserted his finger into my bottom hole, “Or there.”

  “Really? Won’t that hurt?” I asked, remembering the pain and excitement of the anal plug and how it made me feel incredibly full.

  “Depends on how slow we take it. Well?”

  I blushed, nodding. “I would never say no to you, Jace Jordon. I trust you.”

  Those words gave Jace such immense pleasure that he suddenly pulled my mouth to his and embraced me tightly in a probing kiss that left me breathless. Very gently, with me facing him, he reached his hand between my thighs from behind and began to massage my tight rosebud with his fingers. Bath-oil made him slide in easily and increased my need to feel him probe my body, awakening a passion I wasn’t aware I had. He began to play with my clit using his thumb and I groaned with ecstasy.

  “Come sit on my lap,” he urged, pulling me up to carefully insert the tip of his long, eager rod in my tight, pink hole. “Relax… breathe deeply. Take me in as you are ready,” he coached, encouraging me to control the experience.

  I obeyed, finding it easy to let him slide slowly inside of me from that position until I was finally filled completely and the flat of my bottom was resting on his pelvis.

  Very slowly and carefully, Jace began to lift me up and down his hungry shaft, and the sensation of being filled increased along with the need to be touched.

  “Touch yourself, Celeste. I want to watch you bring yourself to pleasure,” Jace ordered, pumping me slowly. Embarrassed, I hesitated, but the need was too great. I reached for my pussy with my right hand as I braced myself with my left, spreading my thighs wide so that I could gain access.

  My muscles tightened sporadically as I began to rub my clit, feeling Jace’s cock driving in and out of my bottom. I felt him swelling within me and opened my eyes to look into his face. His eyes were closed and he had a pained expression that told me he was holding back for me.

  “May I, Jace? May I come?” I panted frantically. He could only nod. As I released my need, I smashed my bottom hard upon his cock, causing him to join me with his own deep, penetrating orgasm. We panted, collapsing together in the tub and delightfully spent.

  * * *

  Our last day on the cruise was spent playing Jace’s demented version of monopoly. He thought it would be fun to put his sadistic nature to use and have me suffer the consequences of landing on his properties with the number of spanks for the amount I owed. Of course, he had to buy up all the expensive ones and put houses on them. We were packed and waiting to dock, taking one last moment to sit on the balcony.

  “Did you have a good time, baby?” Jace asked, pulling my foot into his lap to massage it.

  “I did. Thanks so much for taking me. That feels wonderful. You have magic hands, Mr. Guitar God.”

  “Thank you, my dear. Hon…I was wondering if you noticed anything different with us?” he asked quietly, hesitating a little. “I mean, did anything I did or said bother you or make you uncomfortable? Be honest.”

  “Well…” I paused to think. “You do hog the blankets.”

  “Not me. Seriously, was there anything we did that made you feel weird? I need you to be truthful.”

  “No, not at all. At least…” I blushed. “Nothing was uncomfortable anywhere other than my bottom. That always suffers discomfort when you get in your moods.”

  “Do I scare you?”

  “Only when you’re really angry with me. But I’m not afraid of you ever harming me, more that I’ll screw up what we have.”

  “Never, Baby. I promise. Mark thinks you’re too young to learn this lifestyle. It has to be your choice, though. I don’t ever want to force you. I can’t live without it.”

  We were finally having the discussion I longed for. I thought carefully. “I can’t promise you that I will ever become like Gayle, but I can tell you I’m happiest when I’m across your knee getting spanked.” I blushed again.

  Jace squeezed my hand, visibly relieved. “That’s all I need to know. Thanks for being honest. And promise me that, if you ever feel uneasy about anything, you will tell me.”

  “I promise.”

  “How about one last trip before we leave the ship?” Jace grinned, scooting his chair back. On the balcony? I smiled, laying obediently across his lap and lifting my hips as he slowly removed my jeans and panties. This spanking was different, it stung like hell, but was reassuring and possessive and loving all at once. I closed my eyes and enjoyed every stroke.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  It Is What It Is

  Watching Jace pack for his New Year’s gig was depressing. “Are you sure I can’t come? I really will be good,” I promised.

  Jace looked at me wearily. “Sweetie, listen: I know you want to go but there is too much going on that I can’t be worried about you. I’ll tell you what: you can have a friend come and stay with you, okay?”

  “Anyone?” I perked up a little. At least I might not have to be alone.

  “Yes, I trust you. I’m gonna miss you, you know,” he sighed, sitting on the bed and holding his arms out for me. I joined him in a hug, resting my chin against his strong shoulder.

  “I don’t like this,” I whispered. He kissed the top of my head. It was moments like this that I felt so small and young, like a little girl. I liked the feeling. I hated the feeling.

  “I know you don’t, but I have responsibilities…”

  “Not that. I don’t like being this dependent on you. I used to not care and it was so much easier.”

  Jace stroked my cheek, looking into my eyes with a smile. “You’ve learned how to love. And, well, so have I. I never thought I would hate leaving home either. But, this is part of life and we have to learn to deal with it. It is what it is.”

  “I hate that expression!” I snarled, pulling away. “I’m mad at you.”

  “For what now?” he asked, walking to his dresser to get his wallet.

  I crossed my arms and pouted, leaning back on the headboard. “Because I feel like it.”

  Jace laughed, shaking his head. “You are starting to sound more and more like me. Please promise to behave?”

  “I’ll try. No guarantees.”

  “I’ll be home early tomorrow afternoon. Come walk me out.”

  “Call me?” I asked, kissing his cheek and letting go of his final hug as he stepped into the tour bus. He grinned, threw me a kiss and closed the door.

  I watched as the bus pulled down the long, wooded driveway and around the corner while rubbing my neck. I had a headache coming on as the damp, icy cold wind blew into my face.

  “Ben? It’s me. What are you doing tonight?”

  “Watching movies and eating pizza. The folks are going out to a party. Are the guys gone?”

  “Yeah, come over. We can watch movies and eat pizza together.”

  “Sounds like a plan. Sure he won’t mind?”

  “Nah, you’re part of the family and he’ll know you’ll keep me out of trouble.”

  “I’ll pick up ice cream and some other junk on the way. Be there soon!”

  Ben showed up about an hour later and we decided to take the horses to the beach for a run. Shadow was up to his typical shenanigans and jumped over imag
inary obstacles, succeeding in tossing his rider into the icy waves.

  “Are you okay?” I asked, helping Ben up just before Shadow shoved me from behind and sent me flying into the water. We were both shivering from the cold and had no way to dry off prior to getting home. I said nothing about the throbbing pain in my head while we took the girls outside to settle the horses. We then slid into the hot tub, chilled to the bone.

  “Mmmm, feels good. Thanks for coming over. Sorry about the stupid horse. You alright?”

  “I’m fine, but you’re not looking to good. You’re lips are blue. Let me get you something hot to drink.”

  “No, stay. I’m fine. Just cold. So catch me up with your life,” I told him, ignoring the aching that started to set into my body. He looked sad as he told me Jeannie had decided she wanted a more “vanilla” lifestyle.

  “Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I’m so sorry. I want to be there for you.” I held my friend’s hand lovingly.

  He raised it to cup my cheek. “There was nothing you could do about it. It is what it is.”

  “Will you please not use that expression? Jace does and I hate it. I wish you could feel me better,” I said, my eyes hurting from the headache and feeling very sick.

  Ben frowned, looking at me. “Let’s get you dried off and settled down. You really don’t look well.”

  I didn’t argue and went up to my room, showered and changed into pajamas. By the time I got back downstairs, my teeth were chattering and every bone ached.

  Ben covered me with a blanket, handed me a cup of tea, and tucked me under his arm. “Hey, shorty, sorry about this.”

  “It wasn’t your fault. Jace’s gonna kill me though,” I said through chattering teeth.

  Ben frowned. “What did you do now?”

  “I’m kind of forbidden to leave the property without his permission,” I admitted, drawing my legs up against my chest. “I’m also not supposed to take the horses out without him, especially Shadow. For obvious reasons.”

  Ben shook his head, looking down. “I should have known better. I’ll take full responsibility. It was my idea.”