Bad Bad Girl

Vance grabbed Coley by the hand and looked at Caine who was standing with a scowl on his face. “Excuse us for a moment.”

Vance pulled Coley firmly and led them out of the kitchen. They walked into the bedroom and he closed the door behind him.

Coley turned toward Vance and crossed her arms in a pout across her chest. “You can’t possibly be mad at me for not agreeing to like that whack job Sara.”

“The way you are talking and acting is not okay. You’ve lost your temper. Plus, the way you pulled away from me was not acceptable.” Vance spoke in a calm but firm voice.

Coley kept her arms crossed. “I’m not changing my mind, Vance. I hate the loon. Plain and simple.”

“I’m not asking you to change your opinion. I am expecting, however, for you to conduct yourself in a calmer manner.” He walked closer and lowered her pants.

“What… what are you doing? You aren’t going to spank—”

“No, I’m not at this time. Lower your pants and bend over the dresser. Do it, or I will spank you right now. Your choice,” Vance softly commanded.

Coley knew that Vance meant every word he said. If he said he would spank her, then she knew he would. She finished lowering her pants and bent over as directed, unsure of what was to come. Arousal overpowered her temper.

Vance came up behind and pressed his index finger into her vagina and pumped it in and out a few times collecting her moisture. He moved his finger to her anus and without pause, pushed it all the way in. Coley gasped at the stinging intrusion.

Vance moved his lips to her ear and whispered, “You were losing your temper and losing control. You refused to listen to my warning.” He pulled his finger out slightly and pressed it back in with a little more force. “Have I got your attention?”

Coley could barely gasp out, “Yes.”

Submission was coursing through her body, and she could feel any remnants of temper leaving her completely. Vance’s display of dominance, control and authority made Coley weak in the knees. Any doubt if this lifestyle would work for her… for them, was squashed at that moment. Never before had things in a relationship seemed so right.

“I’m sorry. I’ll behave, I promise.” She struggled for breath as she felt the penetration of his finger.

The intimate intrusion was like a button being pressed that controlled her emotions. She wanted nothing more than to do as Vance wished. The submissiveness was foreign, yet welcomed. She had heard of other men in the lifestyle using this method as a way to calm or regain the power dynamic. She knew of it, but never thought it would happen to her, or even that she would allow it to happen. What was even more surprising was that she liked it. She liked feeling the anger leave her body and know that the man, who was now softly kissing her neck, had the dominance to do so. Never had she found a man so attractive, so sexy and so absolutely alpha.

Vance pressed his finger in a little deeper before softly directing, “I don’t want you to talk about Sara like that, regardless of how you feel. Are we clear?” He waited until Coley nodded her head. “I love you so much, baby. Let’s go out there and continue the amazing night you’ve created.” He pulled out his finger, pulled Coley into his arms, and kissed her softly.

After taking a few moments to regain their composure, they walked out to the kitchen to join their guests.

“I’m sorry, Caine, and I’m sorry, Neely. I dislike loony toon… um… Sara, like no tomorrow, but I shouldn’t have lost my temper like that.”

“I don’t expect either of you girls to be best friends with her,” Caine explained. “But there is no reason to have so much hatred. It’ll eat you alive.”

“We aren’t the one who attacked another person here,” Coley piped in, feeling her temper bubble again.

“I don’t want you to stoop to her level,” Vance said as he reached for her hand and squeezed. “Travis is our friend and we need to try to be civil.”

Neely smiled at Coley and shrugged. She could still feel the effects of Vance’s intimate intrusion in her bottom hole, so she decided the best would be to let the conversation go.

“I apologize for losing my temper and swearing. But that’s as far as I can go when it comes to Sara.”

Coley was never good at apologies. Admitting she was wrong was not something that ever came easily to her. Her stubborn pride always got in the way. Although after the submissive act that had just taken place, Coley had nothing more than complete surrender to the man she loved.

31

The rest of the evening had gone off without a hitch. Spending time with the three most important people in her life was more than Coley could have asked for. She finished up the last of the dishes as Vance walked up behind her and placed kisses along her neck, working his way down her shoulders.