My eyes widened. “What! He’s furious with me. I’ll be surprised if he ever speaks to me again, let alone touch me.”
“My brother doesn’t believe in fighting, or sulking, or ignoring issues. He likes to deal with things head on. He spanks, he comforts, and then the issue is dead. Aside from the actual pain of the spanking, it really is easier than spending an evening yelling and fighting,” Coley informed me.
“Has he spanked you?” I asked.
“Yes, a few times.” Coley laughed. “But way different than what you have coming. And it wasn’t fun in the slightest!”
“Have you ever been in a Domestic Discipline relationship?” I asked. I would be very surprised if she had.
“No. But that doesn’t mean I don’t know a lot about it. All of Caine’s friends believe in it, and I’ve had it around me my entire adult life. I admit, I find one of his friends extremely sexy, but I’m not sure if I could embrace his way of thinking. I mean, I believe in the concept, I just know I would spend a lot of time getting spanked with the way I act and talk at times.” Coley and I both laughed at the thought. “But you never know.” She finished with a shrug.
“I wish Caine would just come home and spank me. It would be a lot easier for me than just waiting and wondering when he’s coming home, or if he is coming home. It’s only been two weeks, and I’ve already done something hurtful,” I said with sadness filling my heart.
“He’s coming back. He loves you. Stop worrying about your relationship ending and start worrying about your behind,” Coley teased, trying to cheer me up. “If you want my advice, don’t fight him, because it will only make it worse. Trust me.”
I tried to muster a laugh, but still felt guilty and awful. “I love him so much. I know you say I should be worried about him spanking me, but the only thing I’m worried about is if Caine is going to forgive me and when he’s coming back.”
Chapter Twelve
As if on cue, the front door opened. Caine walked in and he smiled when he could see Coley was no longer angry.
“Made up?” he asked.
“Yes, we did. I really am happy for the both of you,” Coley gushed.
Caine walked to Coley and gave her a hug. “I’m glad you approve. Do you mind leaving so Neely and I can talk?” Caine asked solemnly.
“Sure, no problem, but before I forget, the reason I came over in the first place is to tell you that I’m throwing a party for Matt’s birthday next Friday. So you both better be there,” Coley said as she moved to give me a hug.
“We’ll be there. Let me walk you out,” Caine said as he put his arm around Coley.
I stood in place, paralyzed in fear. Caine’s voice sounded so serious. God, was he going to break it off with me? What could his serious talk be about? The devastation began to take over, and the tears that had been threatening since seeing Caine fell freely.
Caine walked back into the room and stopped when he saw me crying. He rushed over and put his arms around me. “Why are you crying?”
I tried to get the words out between my sobs. “Please, Caine. I don’t want what you and I have to end. I love you.”
Caine pulled away to look at me in surprise. “Why would you think we would be over? I love you, Neely. You need to understand that breaking up is never going to be an option for us. I might get mad. You might get mad. But ending what we have is not going to happen. Are we clear?”
I nodded. “Yes. I’m sorry, Caine. I feel horrible for making you think I’m not proud of what we have. I am. I was just nervous telling my friends because they all know you believe in spanking. And well…I didn’t really know how to talk about it, or defend it, or anything. So I just pushed it out of my mind, I guess,” I confessed, feeling better after saying it.
Caine embraced me and rubbed his hands on my back. “I know. Part of this is my fault, too. I told you Domestic Discipline was important to me and a part of my life, but I haven’t introduced you to it fully. I should have handled it better, helped you feel more comfortable with the idea. I haven’t had a reason to use it until now.”
I tensed in his arms and looked into his stern eyes. “What? Are you still mad at me?” I asked nervously.
“No, I’m not mad anymore. But that doesn’t mean you’re off the hook. You promised me you would tell Coley, and you broke your promise. You knew I assumed you had told her, and you continued to let me believe that, which is withholding the truth. And you instantly thought I was going to break up with you just because I got angry which is not having faith in our love.” He grabbed my hand and led me to the couch. He sat down, pulling me next to him. “I also see how guilty you feel about it all.”
He took a deep breath and continued. “Neely, I’m going to spank you for everything I just mentioned. I’m going to spank you to show when I get angry, I won’t end our love. I am going to spank you to show how I choose to handle conflict.” He paused again to look at me. “Are you going to be able to accept that?”
I could feel my heart beating and fear pulsated through me. Deep down I realized I was just afraid of the unknown. Not the fact that Caine was going to spank me. I could feel a lump form in the back of my throat. Could I accept this? I knew I could, that I wanted to.
“Yes,” I answered, barely above a whisper.
Caine rubbed his hands on my arms in a very soothing manner. He stared into my eyes as if he were searching my soul. Searching if I truly was all right with what was to come. There was a moment where it seemed as if he doubted his lifestyle, doubted if he wanted to continue. I smiled softly and nodded. I knew he needed this from me. I knew he needed to know that this wasn’t one-sided.
“Neely, I would like you to stand up and remove your clothing,” Caine commanded.
I looked at him in surprise. “But when you spanked Sara, you asked her to just pull down her panties,” I said in confusion.
