Lessons for Lexi Page 8

  He’d called to talk to his aunt about staying there for a while, thinking she’d jump at the idea. Instead, she said that she didn’t think it was a great idea, and that the house was so crowded with just Alex and Radford. He’d nearly laughed out loud at the idea of a 10 bedroom house being too crowded with four people in it, but read between the lines.

  They didn’t want anyone breaking up their party.

  For some reason, the thought of being barred from his family home upset him, despite his previous adamant denials that he wanted it at all. Now that a future with Faith wasn’t hanging over him like a pendulum, he found that he actually wanted to live there. Especially seeing Alex was there.

  He hadn’t seen the party queen herself since the night they’d kissed. She was avoiding him. He’d called the house a few times, and shown up there, only to be told she wasn’t home.

  He was itching to beat her backside. She had no idea that she didn’t have any leverage anymore, now that he and Faith were done, and she was clearly out of control. He was going to have to take drastic measures. He was planning on driving to the house, tracking Alex down and making her listen to him.

  He was also planning on making it clear to her that the party was going to stop, or she was going to suffer the consequences. Fun now and then was fine, but what she was doing to herself wasn’t fun. It was unhealthy. He knew she had stomach problems, though she tried to hide it. He’d seen her grab her belly and flinch more than once. There was no way she should be drinking as much as she was.

  His plan for a serious talk was interrupted by a phone call from his aunt, who sounded near hysterical.

  “JT, I need your help.” She was practically shouting into the phone. “Alex and Radford are in trouble.”

  “What kind of trouble?”

  “Alex got picked up for a DUI. She and Radford are down at the police station, but the car’s been impounded and…”

  “Which police station?” JT got the address before hanging up and storming out of his hotel room, intent on picking up Alex and delivering some of those consequences she’d been sidestepping.

  It was going to be a very long time before his little troublemaker could sit comfortably again.

  ***

  “Second times a charm,” Lexi muttered blearily after Raj finished bailing her out.

  “It’s not funny, Lexi,” Raj said. “I told you that you shouldn’t be driving.”

  Lexi rolled her eyes. “How was I supposed to know my license was suspended?”

  “Because this is your second DUI. Of course your license is suspended.”

  Lexi shrugged, not caring one way or the other. “Whatever, how are we getting home?”

  “I called a cab after I called Althea to let her know what was going on.”

  “You told Althea!” Lexi spun on Raj. “Why would you do that?”

  “Because she’s going to find out one way or another. I figured it was best coming from me.”

  Lexi tensed, “but she could tell…”

  A car squealed to a stop next to their spot on the sidewalk and Lexi couldn’t bear to look. “Please tell me that isn’t JT.”

  “Oh, look, cab’s here!” Raj responded cheerfully, before racing down the street and abandoning her as JT stormed up to her, looking angry enough to kill.

  JT didn’t bother with a greeting. Instead, he firmly grabbed her by the arm, before none too gently hustling her into the passenger seat of his car. “There are three things you should probably know.”

  Lexi was staring at him, her face white with dread, before she let out a breath. He was just trying to scare her. He couldn’t spank her. She still had leverage.

  “First,” he continued as he slid into the driver’s seat, “I broke up with Faith on Monday.”

  Lexi froze, her joy over his breakup overshadowed by her realization that all her leverage was gone and her rear end was in serious jeopardy.

  “Second, I am immediately resuming my role as your disciplinarian.” He shot her an evil smile before pulling into traffic. “And third, the last two spankings I gave you are going to feel like massages compared to the one I’m giving you when I get you back to my hotel room.”

  ***

  JT looked down at Alex, her sobs muffled by the pillow she was crying into. She was laying facedown on the king sized bed in his hotel suite, still stark naked and her creamy white backside, along with the back of her thighs, were marred with a dozen angry red welt marks.

  He’d been cruel and relentless, but her transgression had called for it. She’d managed to stay stone faced and quiet after he told her she was getting punished. The second the hotel room door had closed behind her, and he’d ordered her out of her clothes, her composure had crumbled. She’d burst into tears, but started stripping immediately, not willing to risk making him any angrier.

  Her crying had gone up a notch when he’d taken off his belt and told her to lie facedown onto the bed. Unmoved, he’d given her a pillow to muffle her screams. Then, he’d started whipping her with the belt. He’d methodically worked his way down her backside, all the way to the backs of her knees, and then worked his way up again. He repeated the process several times, until he was absolutely sure she’d gotten the message.

  The whipping had been over for about 5 minutes, but she was still sobbing into the pillow, likely because she knew he wasn’t done punishing her.

  He leaned down on the bed next to her, and rested a hand on the small of her back, making her flinch. “You could have been killed or have killed someone else, Alex.” She ignored him and kept crying into the pillow, so he gave her a smack on the ass to get her attention. She yelped and then turned her face towards him, sniffling.

  “I’m sorry.”

  “You’re only sorry because you got caught.”

  She swallowed and leaned up on her elbows, wiping the tears away.

  “I’m done with this defiance Alex. The way you’ve been behaving for these past two weeks is unacceptable.” He gave her a stern look. “It stops now, do you understand me?”

  She nodded.

  He reached over and slapped her ass again, making her wince. “Words, Alex.”

  “I’ll stop misbehaving.”

  “I’ve heard that one before. That’s why I’m moving back into the house. You need someone to keep an eye on you.” He pointed to her rear. “To do this to you if you step out of line.” He rubbed the small of her back. “Now come here.” He patted his knee. “We’re not done yet.”

  Her face went white. “Please, JT. I can’t take any more.”

  He sighed and pulled on her hand. “A dozen whacks with the belt was not nearly enough for a DUI.” She tried to pull away, but he stayed firm and used one of his father’s old tactics for when he and his brother had been reluctant to get punished. “I’m going to count to 3. If you’re not over my lap by the time I’m done, the belt comes back out.” He started to count.

  She scrambled over his lap before he’d even finished saying ‘one’.

  “Good girl,” he gave her ten hard smacks with his hand, watching her bruised, plump backside wriggle as his hand connected each time. She managed to avoid screaming or crying, letting out only short squeaks of pain as his hand connected. “Now that I have your attention, we need to talk about us.”

  She turned her head to glare at him. “Seems like kind of a ridiculous time, don’t you think?”

  She got a slap on the ass for her sarcasm. “It’s the perfect time. I’ve been trying to talk to you all week, but the only time I can really get you to listen to me is when I’m smacking your backside.” He smacked her five more times, to drive home his point. “Were you only angry because of Faith, or was there another reason you were avoiding me?”

  She didn’t answer, so he gave her another smack to prompt her response.

  “It wasn’t just Faith.” Her voice was small.

  He slapped her rear again.

  “I don’t like being told what to do and I don’t like gett
ing spanked.” She’d turned her head and was glaring at him again. “I’m an adult.”

  “You’re an adult who makes some incredibly bad decisions. Someone needs to handle that.” He slapped her bottom three more times.

  She winced, but recovered. “It’s my life,” she shot back.

  That statement earned her another 10 smacks. “Yes, and you’re ruining it with your partying. Regardless of whether you like it or not, it’s happening. Every single spanking I’ve given you has been fully justified. If you agree to date me or not, regular discipline will be part of your life as long as I’m it in.”

  “Wait, you want to date me?” Alex sniffed.

  JT nearly laughed at her perplexed statement. “Why is that a surprise?”

  “I don’t know; I figured you just liked fucking me and beating my ass. That doesn’t really make a relationship.”

  He slapped her rear again. “Watch your language sweetheart. I don’t want to soap out that pretty mouth again.”

  “Which word, ‘fucking’ or ‘ass’?”

  That earned her a flurry of whacks that made her cry out in pain. “Don’t test me. I don’t want you saying either.” He gave another hard smack. “And never refer to what we do as ‘fucking’ again. We both know it was more than that.”

  He watched Alex’s head move as she nodded. “I know.”

  “Good, I thought I was going to have to beat that out of you.” He slapped her bottom. “I like you Alex. I like you a lot. You’re sweet, you’re smart. You make me laugh. We have good chemistry.”

  “You like the fact that you can spank me whenever you get mad,” she added bitterly as she flinched.

  “I’ll admit that I like spanking you, Alex, but I also care about you. I’m not going to punish you for every little thing, but when you earn it, I’m absolutely going to enjoy giving it to you.” He finished off her punishment with a dozen more smacks. She whimpered during them, but didn’t wriggle or cry. He allowed her to sit up and arranged her in his lap, enjoying the feel of her naked curves.

  She looked at him uncertainly. “Is the punishment over yet?”

  “Almost.” He pressed his lips to her ear. “I’m a traditional man, Alex. If we’re going to be together, I expect you to listen to me. I only have your best interests at heart. If the only thing barring you from being with me is the fact that I discipline you, know that I would never punish you for anything that wasn’t a threat to your well being.” He nudged her. “So, you think you’d be willing to give me a shot?”

  Her strange, beautiful eyes met his and she smiled through her tears. “If my punishment can be over now, then yes.”

  He chuckled. “The bad part is, sweetheart.” He pushed his erection against her bottom. “Now’s the part where you show me how sorry you are, remember?”

  She frowned. “If you think I can have sex right now, you’re crazy.”

  “Your mouth seems to be working fine.” He chuckled again at her surprised expression. He pressed his lips against hers, grinning against her as she opened her mouth to his kiss. He pulled back when he’d kissed her breathless. “And right now, I want you to use that beautiful mouth to show me how well you can listen, understand?”

  She nodded, looking a little bit dazed.

  “Good.” He gave her another brief kiss before giving her a small shove. “Now get on your knees.”

  Her face registered her shock that he was being so forceful with her. For a second, he thought she was going to refuse, and wasn’t sure what he planned to do if she did. Paddling her for refusing to give him a blow job was out of the question. Then, she slowly dropped to her knees in front of him.

  He unzipped his pants and pulled his swollen member mercifully free. He looked down at her and she was staring up at him with wide eyes, as if she wasn’t sure what to do. After a minute, she looked back down and moved her hand to his shaft. Then, she took him into her mouth and he nearly exploded. The sight of her obediently sucking him off was making him lose control. He clenched his teeth and got himself under control, determined to not make it that easy for her.

  “That’s right,” he ordered, “take it in nice and deep. Show me what a good girl you can be when you want to.”

  She obeyed, moving her mouth almost completely up his shaft, talking him in so far, he was touching the back of her throat. He groaned and rested a hand on the back of her head as she got into a rhythm, her talented mouth sliding up and down his shaft, making him lose control. After an embarrassingly short period, he felt the first wave of his orgasm coming. He locked eyes with her as she sucked, his breath coming in gasps.

  “I’m going to cum in your mouth” he informed her, “and you are going to show me how obedient you can be by swallowing every last drop.”

  He’d barely gotten the last sentence out when his hot, steaming load spurted out of the tip of his cock and into her mouth. Her eyes widened as she tried to gulp it all down. There was a lot, and a bit dribbled out of the corner of her mouth before he finally stopped coming.

  He stared down at her, breathing still ragged, wiped the dribble of cum off with his finger and held it to her lips. She licked it clean before looking up at him expectantly. “Go get cleaned up.” He slumped down onto the bed, his breathing incredibly ragged and heard her turn on the water in the bathroom. After a few minutes, she came out, look shy and hesitant.

  “Did I do ok?”

  He smiled at the question and pulled her into his arms, dropping a kiss on her forehead. “You were perfect.”

  She gave him a shy smile, managing to look a little bit pleased with herself.

  ***

  Lexi woke up the next morning feeling incredibly sore and incredibly embarrassed. JT's arm was still draped over her back and he was still dead asleep.

  The night before had been strange. For the past two weeks, she’d been feeling constant burning in her stomach. The more she drank and partied, the worse it got. When JT had disciplined her, the pain in her stomach had gone away.

  “Or maybe it’s just nothing compared to what my ass feels like,” she muttered to herself before sliding out of bed. But the fact was, she’d actually enjoyed it, in some small way.

  Not the pain, but the domination. The feeling that he cared enough to stop her from being self destructive when she didn’t know how to stop herself. It was a heady feeling, and oddly arousing.

  She’d been sopping wet when she’d blown him. Her only regret was she hadn’t been able to relieve the pressure from her arousal.

  JT had fixed that for her after a few minutes of tossing and turning, when he’d pulled her against his chest and teased her with his fingers until she climaxed, before telling her to get to sleep.

  She’d slept like a baby.

  At the same time she was relieved, she was also filled with a new worry. She was too attached to him and she couldn’t risk becoming dependant on him. Not after everything that could happen. She absently touched the scars on her stomach.

  She knew too well what could happen.

  She sighed and went to take a shower. Not that it mattered. In a few weeks, she would return home and he would forget about his summer fling that enjoyed being dominated.

  She decided to enjoy it until it was time to run again.

  ***

  The next few months numbered among the happiest in Lexi’s life. She’d calmed down significantly, no longer drank, and had taken on a more domestic role in the household.

  JT had moved in immediately after her last punishment and was living in the master suite. They were still keeping their relationship from Raj and Althea, with JT informing her that it was a complicated situation and Lexi agreeing. After all, he didn’t even know her real name.

  She regularly snuck into his room every night, to make love until they were both exhausted, before slipping back into her room in the morning.

  She’d also managed to make it the whole time without being put over JT’s knee once. When he’d moved in, she’d been given a very thor
ough list of rules which included a complete ban on swearing, any drinking at all, and any reckless behavior. He made her keep the list in her nightstand drawer, along with a scary looking wooden paddle, as a reminder of the consequences she would face if she misbehaved.

  So far, the paddle hadn’t left the drawer and for that, she was grateful. She still winced when she thought about the whipping she’d taken from JT’s belt, and she doubted the paddle would be much of an improvement.

  “Hey,” JT slipped through her door with an unmistakable smile on his face. “Get naked. Radford and Althea went to the store.” He immediately started to undo his belt.

  Lexi rolled her eyes. “You’re insatiable. We did it like four times last night.” She started to undress anyway.

  He stripped out of his shirt and kicked off his pants in record time. “Hopefully, we can get a couple times in now. Althea takes forever at the store.” He appraised her naked body before he lunged for her.

  Lexi let out a yelp. “Easy, I’m still a little sore from last night.” She lay back on the bed as JT mounted her and eased her legs open.

  “Sorry sweetheart.” He dropped his mouth to hers in a kiss that took her breath away. “You want me to kiss it better?” He whispered in her ear. He didn’t waste time waiting for her answer. Instead, he kissed his way down her neck, before moving over her stomach and making her gasp as his mouth settled between her legs.

  “JT!” his name was half a squeak and half a sigh. She wriggled underneath him as he sped up the pace of his tongue, making her desperate to get away and desperate to pull him closer. Her hands fisted in his hair as his mouth moved against her and she let out a helpless moan.

  He raised his head for a moment and fixed her with a stern stare. “Stop wriggling.” He pressed his mouth against her again and Lexi had to clench her teeth and fist her hands in order to obey him.

  JT demanded obedience everywhere, including in bed. He was an aggressive, dominating man and Lexi couldn’t believe how much she enjoyed it. The only other man she’d ever loved, Ronnie, had been his polar opposite.