HOUSE RULES
By Cassie Hamilton
Copyright 2014 Cassie Hamilton - All Rights Reserved
Published by Cassie HamiltonThis book is a work of fiction. All characters are products of the author's imagination and any resemblance to your actual life is awesome, and purely co-incidental.
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What’s this story about?
Shane raised Jade since her mother left when Jade was two. Now wild child Jade is 18, but still subject to Shane’s rules as long as she lives with him. She’s always acted out, but when Shane finds Jade in bed with her boyfriend under his roof, it’s the final straw. He spanks her, but his punishment backfires; Jade likes it. She likes it so much that she begins antagonizing him in the hope that he’ll do it again. Soon Jade realizes she’s playing a dangerous game.
Will Jade push Shane too far?
Will Shane be able to resist his forbidden urges?
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“Jade, get your ass down here right now!” Shane yelled from the kitchen. “Dammit, what now,” she thought to herself. She had thought once she turned 18 her stepdad would stop treating her like a child, but no such luck.
“Coming, Shane,” she called sweetly. He knew that voice and knew it was totally fake. He hated when she did it and that’s why she did it. When she reached the kitchen he was standing in front of the dishwasher, tapping his foot in an annoying way only he could pull off.
The minute she stepped in the kitchen, he pulled open the dishwasher.
“Does this look empty to you, Jade?” Seeing that there were dishes in it, she assumed he knew the answer already.
“Sorry, Shane, it slipped my mind. I’ll do it right now,” she apologized.
“You were supposed to do it yesterday, Jade. Maybe you’re spending too much time with what’s his name,” he said with disgust. He hated “what’s his name and didn’t even try to hide it.
She hated when he did that – blamed everything on her boyfriend. He could be such a dick.
“He does have a name DAD. His name is Jake. Repeat after me. JAKE!” I said, losing it like I did every time I brought up Jake.
“Whatever, Jade. New rule. No more seeing Jake every day and night. Once a week, that’s it! At least until you can learn to take your responsibilities more seriously like the adult you’re supposed to be,” he said, his voice filled with sarcasm.
“I don’t think so Shane. I’m 18 so if you want someone to push around, go adopt a 5 year old.”
“Well if I do that then I’d have to kick you out so the new kid would have a room, now wouldn’t I?” he said with a sickening smile. “But wait, you have no place to go do you? So, here are your choices. Number one, you can get a job and move out, but that would require you get off your ass and lean a skill. Number two, you can live on the streets with your wonderful boyfriend, or even better, go stay at the homeless shelter downtown. Or three, you can follow MY rules and keep a roof over your head and food in your stomach. What’s it gonna be?”
Jade knew he had her right where he wanted her. As her answer, she walked over to the dishwasher and got to work, grumbling under her breath the whole time, as Shane put in his order for the dinner she should cook that night.
* * *
After dinner was finished, Shane laid back in his Lazy Boy and watched TV, while Jade did all the cleaning up.
“God I hate him,” she mumbled to herself as she put the dishes in their proper place. Just for good measure, she pushed Shane’s favorite beer mug all the way to the back of the cupboard. He’d freak out about it later but fuck it, she thought.
“All done, Master. May I please take a reprieve in my bedroom now?” she asked sarcastically. Sarcasm was her second language and she was 100% fluent.
“Don’t be a smart ass. Just go to bed. It’s getting late and you’ll have a long list of chores waiting for you in the morning.”
She was too tired to come up with one of her famous witty remarks, so instead she slowly climbed the stairs, went into her room and dramatically flopped down on her bed.
“I guess I better call Jake and give him the new orders,” she said to herself as she dialed his number. Not surprisingly, he was furious. The conversation lasted all of five minutes before he slammed the phone down before she could even say goodbye or that she loved him.
“Great, now I’ll probably lose him,” she thought sadly. And it was all his fault. Shane was so unfair. He always has been. He always treated her like a child and never let her do anything her other friends did when she was growing up.
She would never forgive her mom for leaving her. She must have seen something good in Shane in the beginning, but whatever that was Jade couldn’t figure it out, and obviously her mom couldn’t either. She married him when Jade was just one years old and took off without warning when she was two. For all they knew, the bitch was dead.
In Shane’s defense, he stuck around to raise her even when it could have easily called child services and been rid of her. He must have wanted someone around to do his bidding. “Oh well,” she thought. Nothing I can do about any of it now,” and with that thought she fell asleep.
* * *
Jade was awoken by a sound at her window. Looking over at her digital alarm clock, she saw that it was nearly 2 in the morning. “Who’s there?” she called out nervously but still trying to make her voice sound tough.
To her absolute horror, her window slid up, but before she could let out a scream, she heard his voice.
“Chill, Jade, it’s just me,” Jake said with was smirk on his face that told her he got a kick out of frightening her. “Was my big, tough girl afraid?”, he laughed.
“No, I was just worried Shane would hear. I knew it was you, dumbass,” she replied as her heart started to beat at a normal rate again. The truth was that she wasn’t scared Shane would hear him. She was terrified!
“Scoot over, babe, it’s cold as hell out there tonight,” he said pulling off his leather jacket and slipping into the bed beside her.
“Here we go again. Jake, I told you a million times that I am NOT ready to have sex with you yet. Why do you keep pushing me?” she said, anger replacing the annoyance in her voice.
“Come on, Jade. What, are you gonna be daddy’s little girl for the rest of your life? I thought you loved me.”
All of a sudden, she saw red. “SHANE is NOT my DAD! And just because I love you that means I have to fuck you? What the hell is wrong with men, anyway?” she said, a bit too loudly.
Without answering, he brought his lips to her neck. She pushed him away. “You are unbelievable! Didn’t you hear anything I said you jackass? Now get the fuck out before we get caught and Shane buries me!” This time she did speak too loudly, and before Jake could say another word, the bedroom door burst open, Shane’s large frame filling the door. She had never seen him look so angry and she had never been so scared of him.
His handsome features were completely distorted in the dim light, making him look ever more f
earsome. His usual blue bedroom eyes were fierce with rage, and it looked like his short black hair seemed to stand on end. Even his already large muscles were larger and throbbing. Oh shit, was she in trouble.
Jake tried to speak, to make sure excuse, but he never had a chance. Shane crossed the room in just three long strides and grabbed him by his hair.
“You like sneaking into girls rooms at night, do ya? Well, let me show you out you little shit.” Just as quickly as Jake and scurried though the window, out he went. Thank God the drop wasn’t too far or he’d need an ambulance.
Jade jumped up and looked out the window just in time to see Jake picking himself up and running off like his ass was on fire. Had it been up to Shane, it would have been.
“You little slut!”, he screamed at Jade. “You want to fuck under my roof? I raised you a lot better than that!”
“Shane, I swear! I didn’t ask him to come. I didn’t do anything with him. I’ve never even had sex!” she pleaded with him, hoping for some mercy. No such luck though.
“You expect me to believe that you never spread your legs for that dirt bag? In case you didn’t realize, I wasn’t born yesterday. I find a guy in your room at 2 in the morning, in your bed and you expect me to believe you’re not fucking him? No way, Jade. I’m no moron.”
She knew then that there was nothing she could say that would convince him she was telling the truth, so she just stayed quiet and waited for whatever her punishment was. It was the very last thing she ever expected.
* * *
“BEND OVER,” Shane said, his voice sounding like nothing it ever had before.
“What?” Jade was sure she misheard him.
“Well, since you were going to take your clothes off anyway, bend over and drop those bottoms.”
When she hesitated, he yanked her to a standing position and turned her around. “Do it I said!”
She couldn’t believe this was happening. It’s not like he hadn’t spanked her before, but the last time was when she was 10 years old! But the coldness of his voice was so seriously frightening that she complied.
“Your cutsie little panties too,” he said, seeming to enjoy the situation. How sick was he? And how sick was I, she thought to herself as she was starting to feel warm between her legs.
Although it was the most humiliating thing she had ever done, she slowly lowered her panties. When she didn’t bend over fast enough, she felt his hand on her shoulder, pushing her face down on the bed. She held her breath and waited for it.
It didn’t come right away and the anticipation was killing her. She could hear Shane’s breathing and it seemed almost … excited. That was her last thought as his hand came down on her bottom, causing her to cry out in pain. Then came another, and another. By the time he had finished, she had tears rolling down her face; a bit from the humiliation, a pick from the sting rising up off her ass like a white hot fire, and a bit from the embarrassment of liking her punishment.
Once she realized there would be no more blows, she stood up and pulled herself back together. She looked up at Shane, not expecting to see what she saw. This was the same man she knew since she could remember.
The man who always looked so disappointed in her when he had to punish her, but he was all of a sudden different. The look on his face didn’t say “I’m so ashamed of you”. Instead it said “That was fucking hot.” That look mixed with the fact that she could see his noticeable erection, shocked her.
He surprised her even more when he simply turned away and left her room without even saying anything to her. Maybe he was just as embarrassed as she was. After all, in all their years together he only had a handful of dates and zero of them turned into anything serious.
Jade knew what she wanted now. Now all she had to do was keep fucking up and she would get exactly what was coming to her.
* * *
The next morning at breakfast, Jade and Shane sat eating in total silence. It was the most uncomfortable silence she’d ever experienced. Each time she glanced at him she remembered his hand on her ass, remembering how it felt. She couldn’t help but thinking that the same thing was going through his mind. Now, what could she do to get another helping of that tonight?
* * *
Up in her room, Jade was getting ready to go out for a night with the girls. A night she was sure would never happen. Shane had always been so critical of the way she dressed, and tonight she would make that vein in his head bust. There was no way he would let her leave the house with the way she was dressed.
Picking through her closet, she found the little black dress she bought during her senior year without Shane knowing. It was so tight that it looked like her skin instead of the spandex it was actually made of. The slits went all the way up to the top of her legs, and if she bent over just right, her ass would prominently show. It was perfect.
Sitting down at her vanity, she ran a brush through her long, wavy hair, and applied the darkest, smuttiest, smoky eyed make up she knew how to. She finished off her look with a deep burgundy lipstick. Giving herself on last look in the mirror, she started downstairs, satisfied that Shane would flip his shit!
* * *
“I’m going out with Zoe and Kate. Don’t wait up,” she called out to Shane.
He came toward the foyer, intending to ask where she was going and what time she’d be home, but stopped in his tracks when he saw what she was wearing.
“You have got to be kidding me,” he said with a look of total disbelief on his face. Disbelief mixed with a bit of lust. Jade inwardly smiled, but outwardly looked pissed off.
“What?” she said with the most disrespectful voice she could conjure up.
“WHAT? YOU’RE ASKING ME WHAT?” he said, his anger building. “You look like a cheap whore, and you think I’m letting you out like that???”
“No, I think it’s none of your damn business,” she said, reaching for the door knob.
Grabbing her arm, he yanked the knob out of her reach and spun her around to face him.
“I thought you would have learned your lesson last night but I guess not. Up to your room!” When she didn’t move, he became more engaged. “NOW!”
“Maybe this wasn’t the best idea,” she thought to herself. What if it didn’t stop with a spanking? What had she gotten herself into? She was about to find out.
* * *
Sitting on her bed, she waited for Shane to bring on his punishment. It felt like she had waited forever. “I bet he’s just trying to make me more nervous,” she told herself. If he was, it sure was working.
When he finally entered her room, he had something in her hand that made her gasp. “Is that a WHIP?” she asked incredulously.
“You’re the slut, you should know. But I’ll play along. It a Cat O Nine Tail. Obviously you didn’t get the point with just my hand”
Now she was both scared and intrigued. She had no clue what that was, but decided not to try to convince him. He wouldn’t believe her anyway. And she did ask for this, didn’t she?
“Pull up that thing you call a dress,” he said, watching her every little move. This time she decided to ditch the humiliated act and be brazen about.
Bending over the bed in the sexiest way she could, she asked him, “Like this, Shane?” For a moment he didn’t speak. She cocked her head to the side to see the look on his face. There was barely a tinge of anger left. His eyes looked full of wanting and she took advantage of it.
“I’m waiting, Shane. Just give me my punishment so we can get this over with.”
She could feel him moving towards her, and she could also feel her pussy throb with the anticipation. When she still felt nothing, she turned again to see what was happening.
His pants were bulging as he sat down on the bed and pulled her over his lap. Her tits grazed his knees and instantly became hard. She wondered what it would feel like if he sucked on her nipples.
That was the last thought she had before feeling the leather device slap her ass. One, two,
three whacks. He raised his arm to let her have it again, but stopped mid swing, breathing hard.
Instead of giving her another lash, she head the piece hit the floor and his hands squeezing her ass. She let out a moan of pleasure and it snapped him back to reality.
Almost dropping her on the floor, he got up and stood looking out the window.
“What?” she asked him, annoyed that she was finally ready to get fucked and he pulled back.
“Nothing. That’s it. Now try to behave yourself, please,” He voice was pleading as if he couldn’t take punishing her again or else things would get way too out of hand.
“I know you want to fuck me … daddy. What, the plumbing not working well anymore? Or have you gone to the other side?” she taunted him.
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