Painful Consequences (13 page)

“Maybe because you Wallace women push us in that direction? I swear, Mom, Britt is becoming more and more like you now, and she doesn't even know it.”

“Good! That means she will make a wonderful wife for that lovely young man,” Helena stated proudly. Brett just laughed, knowing she was already counting the number of grandchildren she would eventually have.

* * *

It was well into the late afternoon when the three finally departed. Harry had been the center of Carmen’s attention during the majority of the visit, and Reed was surprised by how the animal took to the big, gruff man. Reed decided that he also liked Carmen, who reminded him of the original Harry. He was no nonsense and blunt and had a sharp wit about him with a rather dry sense of humor. The two had gotten along well, even when Reed caught Carmen trying to cheat as they played pool. Their playful bickering had led to being scolded by both Wallace women, while the two brothers laughed happily at their father's chagrin.

The bird tucked his head under his wing as he nested lovingly in Brittany’s lap, making tiny little cooing sounds as he slept. She released a tired sigh, absently petting the soft feathers as she mused about the visit.

“How are you doing, baby?” Reed asked her as they drove.

“I’m tired, but happy. It was a wonderful day, and I think Daddy and I are in a good place. Please don't be upset, Brett, but they told me I could move back in.”

“Really?” Brett sounded unhappy. “Well, if that is what you want…”

“I hope you don't mind, but I said no.”

“You did? Seriously?” Brett looked as surprised as Reed.

“Unless you want me to move out. I mean, until you get a girlfriend who can clean for you, you wouldn’t know what to do without me. Plus the school is just fifteen minutes away…”

“No, I mean, that’s great! I’m glad you are staying. I’m just surprised.”

“Daddy also said I could have my car.”

“A Porsche in this area might invite theft, Britt,” Reed cautioned. “I know a lot of movie stars and celebrities live in these hills, but we go to town and…”

“I asked him if he could trade it in for something less conspicuous. He’s going to get me a silver Camry. I also told Momma to get rid of my party clothes and shoes and just keep the practical stuff. She understands that I want a new life. I also had a good long talk with Stephan. He is going to try counseling before he asks Rina for a divorce. I wanted him to try to save their marriage and stop running away from things that are uncomfortable for him. I also told him that it was as much his fault as hers.”

“That was ballsy of you, sweetheart. How did he take that?” Reed asked, thinking of the quiet, unobtrusive man.

“Very well. He looked surprised, though, when I told him to spank the daylights out of her next time she lies to him,” Brittany giggled.

“I am impressed. And you behaved yourself perfectly today, Miss Wallace. I do believe a reward is in order, as promised,” Reed grinned, pulling into the driveway of Brett’s house. “This is where I drop you off, Sergeant. I have some sponsoring to do tonight.”

“Gotcha, boss! See you two tomorrow! Have fun,” Brett laughed, waving his farewell.

* * *

“Let me put Harry in his cage while you make us some coffee,” Reed said as they entered his house. Brittany nodded nervously, handing him the sleeping bird. She paused to watch as the man gently peeled off the costume and urged the parrot onto his perch inside the large cage. Harry gave a tiny
meow
before fluffing his feathers and tucking his beak under his wing.

“He’s so sweet when he’s sleeping, isn’t he?” Reed chuckled. Brittany nodded in agreement, wondering if he was as nervous as she. She hurried to the kitchen that had become a second home to her and paused to gather her senses. She could not believe how anxious she was! Several minutes passed before she reappeared, carrying two cups of the steaming brew. Reed accepted his gratefully and motioned for her to follow him outside to the pool area.

“Did you honestly have any fun today? It must have been harder for you than for me,” she asked tentatively, looking for conversation amidst the uncomfortable silence.

“I actually did. Once your father peeled off his big bad ogre face and got on the ground to play with that dumb-ass bird, I couldn't help but enjoy myself. I’m sorry, but I have never witnessed anything so funny in my life. I am so glad we brought him.”

“Me, too. I thought Mom was going to pee her pants, she was laughing so hard. They both really liked you. A lot.”

“More importantly, darling, is that they liked
you.
You should be proud of yourself. You handled a very difficult situation with dignity and grace today. Even when the issue of Rina came up, you managed to sort it out logically instead of being accusatory. That showed a lot of maturity on your behalf. It made me very, very proud of you,”

“Thanks,” Brittany blushed, shrugging. “They made it easier for me. I can’t ever remember seeing my dad cry before. I felt like he really cared about me. Reed?”

“Yeah, Britt?”

“Thank you. For everything. I could not have faced today without you.”

“I wish I could take all the credit, but we both know that Harry was the one who ran the show. Cold?” he asked as she curled her legs underneath her body.

“No. Comfortable and relaxed. And a little apprehensive and nervous about this special reward that I earned.”

“Let’s go walk off some of that nervous energy, okay?” Reed stood, holding out his hand for her to take. The half-moon was bright, lighting the running path through the dense pines that surrounded Reed’s home. Little was spoken as the two held hands, silently enjoying one another’s presence. Brittany sighed loudly, realizing that all the money, body guards, and tall walls of her childhood home had never left her with the sense of safety that the human being by her side offered her now.

I am going to keep making you proud of me, Reed
, she promised herself as she entwined her fingers through his. He squeezed her hand, as though reading her thoughts. They returned to the house an hour later, and Reed led her straight to the hot tub.

“Let’s soak for a while,” he suggested, flipping on the switch and watching as the jets began to bring large, hot bubbles to the surface. “Stay still and let me undress you.”

His large, warm hands ran the length of her arms before returning to her face. He placed them on both sides of her cheeks and ran his thumbs down to her lips before softly kissing her. His mouth continued to gently devour her as his hands moved to the straps of the dress and slid them off her shoulders. Reaching behind her, the zipper was slowly opened, and the dress fluttered to the ground, leaving Brittany standing in a pale blue thong and her sandals. Reed kissed her throat and cupped her breasts in his hands. Her nipples crinkled tightly in response to his touch, and she groaned, placing her hands on his shoulders as his mouth engulfed a demanding peak.

“These would look beautiful in clamps,” he remarked, biting down on the hardened pinnacle, please to see her respond by drawing herself closer to him. “Do you think you might like that?”

“Mmm
. Is that what you implied when you mentioned you like things rough?”
Brittany moaned, arching her back as he bit down harder.

“Among some other activities… yes.” Reed’s thumbs found the lacy band of her thong and his lips followed its descent to the ground. His fingers stroked her slender ankles, and the sandals were removed, leaving her completely bare before him. He then pulled off his shirt and pressed her naked body against his. Brittany felt him grow erect through his slacks and reached to unbuckle the belt that acted as a barrier to her exploration.

“May I?” she asked as she reached inside the waist to enclose his throbbing cock in her small hand. Reed gasped with delight as his trousers fell in a puddle at his feet while Brittany discovered her ‘special reward.’ Their lips met, gently at first, then more fervently, hungering to feel and taste the other. Reed groaned as her fingers began to tease him.

He pulled away and kicked off the remainder of his clothing. Without a sound, he lifted the woman in his arms and walked into the hot tub. Her legs were wrapped around his waist as they settled under the dancing bubbles, their lips, once again, pressing deeply together.

“Reed?” Brittany purred into his throat. “Will you float on your back for me?”

Reed raised an eyebrow but eagerly followed her request and rested his head on one of the side cushions. He held a handrail as he relaxed his body, letting it float to the surface of the gurgling water. Brittany smiled as she knelt on the seat within the tub, and rested his legs upon her shoulders. Slowly, she left a trail of kisses and nibbles around his inner thighs, pelvis, and scrotum, softly making her way towards the sensitive head of his rigid manhood.

She drew his cock into her mouth, relishing the sweet taste of his skin and the warmth of his member against her cheeks and palate. Reed sucked in a breath, closing his eyes as she began to lick and tease him, applying enough pressure to make him tremble and then releasing it to make him long for more. Her tongue massaged the underside of his shaft, pressing it against the roof of her mouth. He groaned audibly as her cheeks tightened around him
,
and she intensely began to suck him from the base of his erect organ to the engorged tip. His body trembled as her mouth brought him to the moment of release
,
and he clutched the sides of the tubs as his warm, sweet juice exploded into the back of her throat. Brittany held him tightly, not willing to
lose
even the tiniest drop as she slowed her tonguing to a gentle stroke, savoring him to the fullest. It was not until he fully relaxed and grew soft that she released his cock from its joyful imprisonment.

“You are incredible,” he panted as she climbed upon his lap. “But this was supposed to be about your special reward.”

“After dealing with my parents today, I thought you had earned your own reward as well,” Brittany cooed. “I…I love you, Reed.”

“I love you, too, Brittany. I am so grateful you came into my life. I have to warn you, though. I don’t ever want to live with a shrew, so being my partner will also mean that you will be disciplined every time you show me that little unruly nature. Can you accept that?”

“I look forward to it,” Brittany grinned, biting his ear lobe. “I don't want to be anything like Rina, or have you be as unhappy as Stephen.”

Reed grunted, standing. “Me neither, baby. And we will see about how much you really look forward to having a strong hand guiding your life. You can’t hide the look in your eyes when you are planning trouble, and I have gotten to know those eyes very well. Even now you are planning mischief. Do you deny it?”

“Not at all,” Brittany giggled, allowing him to wrap a large beach towel around her wet body. “I am just wondering what you intend to do about it.”

“I have some very explicit ideas. Let’s go inside.”

Brittany followed Reed upstairs and sat on the edge of his bed as he rummaged through his dresser. He turned to her, holding two silver items in his hands.

“Stand up for me and put your hands on top of your head. Good girl,” Reed said, pleased to see her eagerly obey him. “These are nipple clamps. Tell me if they are too painful for you to bear. I will not harm you, I promise.”

Brittany gritted her teeth as he attached the first clamp to her left nipple, tightening it slowly until the little bud grew to an angry red between its jaws. Reed eyed her with concern, genuinely surprised with her willingness to be clamped. He waited until she nodded for him to apply the second one to her other side.

“How does that feel?” he asked, stepping back.

Brittany inhaled deeply, “It hurts, but it also is making me super horny. I think I can take more…”

“You won’t need to. Keep your hands on top of your head and face the bed. Spread your legs and lower your chest to the mattress. Feel the clamps?”

“Oh my… Yeah… What are you doing?”

Reed patted her bottom with careless ease before he began to stroke her skin with tender, feathery caresses, his fingers tracing every curve and his palms tantalizing every inch of her protruding moons. His fingers slowly found their way to her throbbing pussy, and Brittany was as stunned as Reed at how easily they slipped inside of her.

“My, my aren’t we wet?” he stated, his fingers moving in and out in long, teasing strokes. He stepped back and reached for his deerskin flogger, running the soft tongues over her bottom, the backs of her thighs, and her back. Brittany held her breath, waiting for the first stroke to bite her.

“Holy shit!” she groaned as the device sent waves of pleasure down to her very toes. There was no pain, only a deep caress of the soft lashes as they thuddily kissed her body. Reed increased the strength of the stroke, seeing only tiny flakes of pink rising from the tips. The instrument was purely for pleasure, and Brittany felt her juices run down her thighs as he picked up the intensity. Reed whipped the flogger down the length of both her legs, her shoulders, and even between her thighs, catching her pussy with the soft tongues. Brittany moaned, dizzy with the biting pain of the nipple clamps and the throbbing caresses of the flogger.

“More…” she begged. Reed paused and switched implements to a wide, doubled strap. He drew his arm back and cracked it solidly across her buttocks. Brittany squealed with surprise but stayed in place.

“I found my dream girl,” Reed murmured, aiming the strap to target her sit spots. A loud crack, followed by a groan was heard, and Brittany lifted herself on her toes to adjust to the pain. Reed waited until she had settled with her feet flat on the floor to again apply the strap to her rosy bottom, which was growing hard as the broad, red stripes grew more vivid. Five more times the strap discovered the rebound of hot flesh, and five more times Brittany raised herself on her toes before jutting out her backside to receive more of the same. Reed ran his hands over the reddened skin, pressing kisses upon her beautiful swollen cheeks.