Guardian Domination

by Breanna Hayse

  “Wanna come inside and check out the place?” Jace asked quietly, wrapping his arms around me and kissing the top of my head.

  “This is gorgeous. Thank you so much!”

  “I’m glad you like it. I picked it just for this time together,” he looked tremendously pleased with himself. We walked into the ranch-style home done in washed tile and stone, with modern appliances and furnishings in tropical hues. The scent of plumeria filled the warm air.

  Jace took me to my room which had a full ocean view and private deck. His was next door. I jumped on his bed. “Can’t I just stay with you?” I asked coyly.

  Jace hesitated for a moment and sat down next to me, taking my hand. “My darling, I’m afraid I don’t have that much will power anymore. I don’t want to be put in the position that I have to resist temptation knowing I’ll lose,” he said quietly, lowering his eyes.

  “What if I choose differently?”

  “Let’s see how things go, okay?” Jace gulped, unable to hide the growing erection. He quickly changed the subject. “We need to go shopping for clothes first. I have lots of surprises planned for you, IF you’re a good girl. The things I want to do won’t be pleasant for you if you decide to brat too much.”

  “I’ll behave as best as I can,” I lied, knowing I would provoke him the minute I had the opportunity.

  It took a good half hour plus to get to the shopping district, and we hurried to return to the house before it got too dark. It was hot and muggy, so Jace went to hop in the shower and I decided to take advantage of the pool. Turning off the underwater lights, I stripped off my clothes and dove in, swimming quietly under the light of the crackling Tiki torches. I closed my eyes as I treaded water under the most beautiful sky in the world when I heard Jace clear his throat.

  “Come on in, the water is perfect! They must pump it from the ocean!” I said, not missing the look on his face.

  “What are you wearing?”

  “Nuthin'.”

  “Didn’t I tell you that wasn’t appropriate? We’ve had this discussion before,” Jace said, sitting on the lounge chair and watching me lustfully.

  “This is different. It’s a private beach, no one is around, plus,” I added with an evil grin, “there is a sign that says the beach is clothing optional!”

  “There is not!”

  “Is too! Come on, I’ll show you!” I announced, hopping out of the pool and quickly running down to the beach, naked as a jaybird. I heard Jace roar “get back here” and laughed before plunging into the quiet, tree studded lagoon. I watched as he skidded on the sand, hands on his hips.

  “What do you think you are doing?” he demanded.

  “Swimming,” I answered, going a little deeper. Jace hollered to get out, but I ducked under the water. I could see him well in the moonlight. He was taking off his shoes and shirt, tossing them on the sun loungers before wading in after me. Laughing, I dodged his hands as he swam after me. He finally caught me about fifteen minutes later, holding me tightly against his chest.

  “You are in so much trouble, Young Lady,” he whispered, his breath hot in my ear.

  I shuddered with excitement. “It was fun! There's no one around,” I said half- heartedly, allowing him to half-carry-half-drag me out of the water. He simply grunted, heading straight for the chaise as I laughed and attempted escape. “No!” I yelped as he flipped my naked body across his wet thighs and shorts. There was a little chill in the air from the ocean breeze and I felt goose bumps rise.

  “Oh yes. This is going to be the first of many this trip, it seems. To start with, when I tell you something…”

  As he lectured, his hand found its wet target, making me yip loudly and soon start to struggle. I could only imagine what my pale bottom looked like in the moonlight! And, obviously, there was enough light for Jace to give me a thorough and sound spanking, bringing a few tears to surface. He lifted me up and stared into my eyes.

  “You run as fast as you can up to the house, take a shower and get into your pajamas. I’m not done with you. Go!” he ordered with one last loud, heavy smack to my bottom.

  I ran. Fast, and giggling loudly. I took my time in the shower and emerged dressed in an oversized T-shirt. Jace sat on the living room couch and frowned at me, pointing to the floor in front of him. I glided over and plopped myself in his lap, kissing his cheek and resting my head against his shoulder.

  “Thank you so much for taking me here. It was just what I needed. It’s been a long time since I’ve really been able to play.”

  “I never stopped you from playing,” he said, arm around me, holding me close. I bit his neck, hearing him yelp.

  “No, but every time I play, I get in trouble. So I stopped because I don’t like you getting mad at me.” Oh, I knew him too well. He was thinking twice about continuing his session with me! I grabbed the opportunity. “I wish I could see you play more. I love it when you do that. It’s almost like you’re afraid of letting your hair down and being silly.”

  “I’m not afraid, it’s just not me,” Jace grumbled, holding my jaw—and teeth—away from his neck.

  “I disagree. I’ve seen you rough-house with Mark a lot. Come on, admit it: the midnight swim was fun and felt good. Come on, say it!”

  “I had no problem with the swim, it was your attire and the fact you didn’t ask,” Jace frowned, looking at me.

  “And you would have said no. It’s gonna be a full moon tomorrow night! Please, let’s go swimming in the lagoon.”

  “I’ll think about it.”

  “Jace, why can’t you just say yes? It’s your vacation, too. I want to see you have fun with me, and not care how goofy we are. No one is here to judge you. Please?”

  He stared into my eyes—I could see his struggle before he finally nodded. “Alright, for you I’ll do it. I don’t need to hear any old people comments from you and if this will avoid it, then so be it. Now, the matter of you running around naked…”

  “It’s a clothing-optional beach! You saw the sign.”

  “I don’t care if the whole state of Hawaii has a naked-only law, you’re still my responsibility and are to present yourself properly and respectfully. You know what’s coming,” he said, pointing to his lap for the second installment.

  Sighing loudly, I complied, chin on my hands as I rested my elbows on the broad couch. I suppressed any noise for a good thirty swats or so and then started ‘owing’ and wiggling a bit. Jace continued smacking his heavy hand against my back end until I started begging for forgiveness and offering apology after apology. He didn’t bring me to tears, but I was certainly out of breath and not willing to test him. For the rest of the night, anyway.

  After tucking me into my big, soft bed, Jace sat and stroked my hair. “I love you, you little brat. You know that, right?”

  I kissed him and held his warm hand as he started to sing softly to me. My eyes grew heavy and I was swept into a deep, dreamless sleep.

  I woke early the next morning, threw on a bathing suit, grabbed a towel and walked quietly outside, taking a deep breath of the floral-scented air. I went down to the beach and timidly stepped into the warm surf. I floated on my back in the tranquil lagoon, my eyes closed until something grabbed my leg and pulled me under. Of course, once I surfaced, the same something, grabbed me around my shoulders, holding me against its chest.

  “YOU ASSHOLE!” I yelled as Jace bit my neck. A shiver traveled down my back and I went limp.

  “I was thinking about what you said last night, so I decided to give it a shot,” he announced, noticing the evil eye I gave him.

  “You scared the shit out of me!” I scolded, trying to pull away as he treaded the water. “I didn’t mean you were supposed to find reasons to scare me!”

  “But you want me to have fun, right? And play? Well, that’s fun for me.” Jace shrugged, letting go and swimming away.

  We spent the day sightseeing and swimming, exhausted by the time we collapsed on the patio swing.

  “I love
spending time with you,” I told Jace, my cheek against his arm as we cuddled closely.

  “And you went the whole day without getting spanked. Amazing.”

  “I did call you an asshole this morning, you know,” I snickered, not moving.

  “It was well-deserved. And so worth your reaction.”

  “Yeah it was. I’m tired. Can we go take a nap?”

  “Good idea,” Jace said, standing. I followed him into his room and watched him strip to his boxers. He eyed me as he climbed under his covers, the AC blasting. “What are you up to?”

  Grinning, I stripped down to my bra and panties and started climbing into bed with him.

  Jace shook his head. “Oh no, you don’t.”

  “Oh yes, I do,” I answered back.

  Jace gave me until the count of three to go to my own room, which I promptly ignored. As expected, I was turned face down over his lap, panties to my knees and receiving a good reminder regarding ‘minding’ him when I was told to do something. He released me once the whimpering started, my bottom crimson and sore. Sniffling, I pulled my panties back up and silently walked to my room. He never saw the smile. And I didn't miss his erection.

  “Got another surprise for you,” Jace stated, hopping on my bed the following morning,

  “You’re actually gonna let me sleep?” I asked, face in my pillow. He tickled me to get me to move. I felt the blanket get pulled off, followed by my shorts and pretended I felt nothing as he playfully spanked me to pay attention. I began to groan when I felt his strong fingers massaging my tenderized bottom.

  “I have a picnic packed. Put on some jeans.”

  Grumbling, I got to my feet, pulled on a pair of jeans and my sneakers. Half asleep, I stumbled into the car and closed my eyes. “Wake me up when we get there, okay?”

  Jace laughed and drove out. I fell asleep immediately, waking about an hour later as the vehicle hit a bumpy road in the middle of a sugar cane field.

  “Where are we going?” I asked, gripping the door.

  “I forgot.”

  “This time I believe you,” I grumped.

  We pulled up to a large corral and Jace parked the car, took out the picnic basket and walked towards the stables. A man greeted Jace with a hand-shake and handed him a piece of paper and a small metal thing.

  “This is a GPS. It’s programmed to take you to the places we discussed and it is waterproof—in case you drop it in the mud or it starts raining,” he added, eyeing me with a smile.

  The man led us to the other side of the stable where two beautiful Morgan mares were saddled. They both responded immediately to muzzle touch and nickered happily when scratched behind the ears.

  “Hop on, Kiddo. We’re going on an adventure,” Jace said, hefting himself in the saddle. I followed suit, allowing the stable-hand to adjust my stirrups for me. We silently rode through the field towards a hill. I caught my breath once we reached the top. Below us was a lush valley with waterfalls.

  We carefully picked our way down the path and spent the rest of the afternoon exploring the tropical forest, playing in the fresh water lagoons and under the falls, and just relaxed in the quiet serenity of nature. Jace, of course, had to get one spanking session in, which he did behind one of the waterfalls. All I could think of was what a perfect honeymoon this could be. Especially when he kissed me soundly, making my knees buckle. I was determined that this trip would end in a lasting commitment.

  Jace woke me at 2:00 in the morning and scooped his arms around me to lift me out of bed. Sleepily, I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned against him as he carried me outside. The moon shone brightly, illuminating the grounds. Jace placed me on the sun bed and crawled up next to me, adjusting the mosquito netting in a soft halo around us.

  “I love you, Celeste. I want you to be mine. Forever.”

  “Is this a proposal?” I asked, still groggy.

  Jace kissed my lips, “Yes. Will you have me?”

  I sat up, suddenly wide awake. In his hand was a two carat Tiffany set solitaire. He continued, taking advantage of my shocked silence. “I never thought I would ever meet anyone who was my true soul mate. You came into my life by happenstance and I knew instantly that you were to be mine. I know this has been a hard road for you, but I truly believe I can make you the happiest woman on this planet. Will you have me as your Dom and as your husband?”

  “Oh My God… Jace… I wasn’t expecting… yes. Yes!” I trembled, words caught in my throat.

  Jace slipped the ring on my finger then kissed my hand. “This event won’t happen until after your next birthday, but I can give you something to enjoy.”

  I held my breath as he slowly stripped out of his clothes and stood naked in front of me, his hard, rippled body glowing in the bright moonlight. Already, his long, hungry member began to rise and I licked my lips.

  I wanted him. I didn’t care how. I wanted to feel him deep inside my pussy, burying himself in the hidden cove that had been kept secret from any other man. He lifted my T-shirt over my head and slowly skimmed down my panties, pausing to kiss my smooth mound.

  “You shaved? I like that,” he commented, his fingers and lips touching my growing wetness.

  “I was hoping you would have the opportunity to notice,” I said naughtily.

  “You little weasel… Your plan to seduce me has worked,” Jace teased, nuzzling his mouth against my thigh.

  “I’m afraid, Mr. Guitar God, that you are the one who seduced me. You pulled me into Subspace and, after that, I had no means of escape.”

  “So my artful endeavor was successful,” he murmured, sinking his teeth gently into the soft flesh of my inner thigh and hearing me gasp. “I’m not going to hurt you, Baby… ever. Not here,” he announced, touching my heart as he hovered over me. His hands and lips roamed my body with confident expertise, setting off every nerve with the simplest touch. My body screamed for him in a dizzying whirlwind, the sensations he created beyond my ability to control.

  “Love me, Jace… please… now,” I panted, pulling him into my arms.

  He chuckled, flipping me on top of him and spreading my thighs wide to receive him slowly. “Take me in when you’re ready, Sweetheart,” he whispered, his fingers teasing my clit and causing me to push my muscles towards his glistening head. Slowly, he guided himself into me, once before allowing me to take him as I was ready. My need was so strong that I felt only a shiver of joy when he filled me completely, and I moaned as I felt his wonderful cock twitching against my womb. With the utmost care, he began to move slowly inside of me, once again allowing me to control the speed and depth of his actions. The motion reminded me of the gentle waves against the shore, but I was ready for a tsunami!

  “Jace…” Before I said anything, he flipped me to my back and plunged himself within me, reaching with one hand to wraps my legs around his waist and to invite him in deeper. I clung to him, his long, strong strokes touching every crevice of my womanhood, forcing me to meet his motion with a desire to swallow him whole. My muscles gripped him tightly, milking his long shaft and relishing every ridge of the incredible tool of indulgence. I felt my body teetering on the edge and began to beg him, once again, for permission to come.

  “Let go, my love. Release yourself to me when you are ready… I want to hear you scream,” he ordered, his voice strong and commanding, sending the familiar shivers of obedience down my spine and making my need to obey strong. He commanded my body, heart and mind and steered me to the apex of ultimate gratification and I let go and stepped off the edge of the sexual peak to be sent spiraling into the depths of decadent delight. A throaty scream escaped my lips, joined by Jace’s deep, animalistic growl. All went quiet around us, soundless except for the lapping on the waves on the sand.

  I looked into his eyes, his face framed by the light of the moon. Love gleamed over his features and I touched his cheek with a shaking hand.

  “You saved my life, Jace. Thank you,” I whispered, tracing his lips with my finger tip a
s happy tears blurred my eyes.

  “You gave me meaning in mine, Celeste. I can’t imagine my life without you. Thank you for choosing me.”

  “Jace? Will you really be able to train me to become a pleasure slave for you?”

  “Do you want me to?” he asked, kissing my throat.

  “Yes… Teach me everything. I want to be the best for you.”

  “You already are, Baby. Trust me… you already are…”

  * * *

  The ten days were over sooner than expected and we arrived home laden with lots of presents, pictures and stories. Mark had a celebration dinner all ready for us when we arrived that evening, and smothered me with hugs and kisses of congratulations. Gayle wanted all the details and to see pictures right away, but Jace shooed her off and told her to wait until the next day. She pouted and got a couple of sharp swats on the backside.

  After dinner, Jace beckoned me to follow him into his room, pulling back the blankets. With a smile, I climbed in next to him. As I curled against his strong body, feeling him gently kiss the back of my neck, I felt secure in knowing he was truly mine and that he would always be the guardian of my heart, mind and body. It was good to be home.

  The End

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