Cassie on the Move was released early and it's available now at
The contest is still on and will run through Thursday. Should you feel you need to buy the book before the contest is over - feel free! I promise to work something out about the prize!
To celebrate the release of Cassie on the Move, I’m giving away a copy – actually I’ve decided to give away three copies, to some luck commenters this week. Your name goes in the hat each day you come by and comment this week from last Thursday to the release day, May 29th. To help get everyone get into the mood for more Cassie and Tom, I’m putting up a story from their past this week. I hope you’ll come each day for the next part of the story.
Way back when…
The story begins back here.
I was just coming fully awake when someone began pounding on the door. It had to be Tom, but how on earth had he found me? I’d slept in my clothes and I knew I looked like the devil. Tentatively I peeked though the eyehole.
It was Sue and she had coffee.
“How did you know which room I was in?” was my first question.
“You don’t think after all these years I know your aliases?” She then started in on me, “Tom about ready to call out the National Guard. He has Steve and Andy and probably half a dozen others out looking for you. If he had any idea you had left with me I think I’d be tied to an anthill by now. You have to come home.”
A small shiver shook me and I nodded. Sue is rarely seriously, but her next words and her tone made me realize she was truly worried.
“Cassie, what is it? I know you’re scared to go home. What are you afraid Tom's going to do to you? You’re not scared because he’s going to be mad and yell. But you’re scared. Cassie does he hit you? I never thought he was like…”
I recoiled as she said the name of my first husband.
“No!” I said with passion. “Don’t you ever say that. Don’t say that name to me again. Tom like that… that…?” I couldn’t finish my sentence. “You’re insane!” I snapped.
“Well then what is it?” she shouted back at me. “Tell me what has you so scared that you ran away. Tell me.”
“He paddles me,” I blurted out. “There, are you satisfied?”
“He does what?”
My face was burning with embarrassment, but I'd said it and I was stuck. I couldn’t allow her to think that Tom treated me poorly. He certainly didn’t, but how could you explain this to someone who knew nothing about the dynamics of a spanking relationship. I couldn’t even bring myself to use the word ‘spanking’. I was too embarrassed and somehow the word paddling sounded gentler.
Sue was still staring at me in total disbelief. Finally she said, “You mean on the butt? Like, he spanks your butt? Oh this is hysterical.” The absurdity of what I had told her, along with her relief that I wasn’t again in an abusive situation was too much for her. She could no longer contain her laughter and she simply cut loose.
I don’t know which emotion I was feeling the most – mortification or anger but they seemed to be running pretty much neck and neck.
“Shut–up!” I yelled, “It’s not funny!”
“The hell it isn’t,” she choked out.
I turned my back on her until she was able to compose herself. She finally came over to me and put her arm around me. “I’m sorry. Honest I am. I didn’t mean to laugh, but I thought the bastard was really beating you or something. I was ready to kill him. Driving up here I was thinking of places to hide the body and now you tell me he pops you on the butt when he’s mad… hey, that sounds reasonable to me.”
“Well it hurts some,” I snapped. “And it’s embarrassing.”
Perhaps I hadn’t given her the total truth, but it was the closest I could do at the time. During that first year, she had seen me sitting sensitive a time or two and wondered, but I don’t think she had any real idea of what I was talking about until she actually saw it on the cruise . And we never really talked about it in detail for another thirty years.
“You’ll live,” She told me without much sympathy. “Come on, let’s go home.”
We both turned as we heard a key in the door. It was Tom and his presents seemed to fill the room.
Sue grabbed her purse and headed for the door. “Don’t give me one of your looks,” She told Tom as she passed. “I’m going. Call me later Cassie.” And out she went leaving me with Tom.
How can you be so happy and so scared to see someone at the same time? First came the hug. I was so happy to be enveloped in his arms I almost forgot what was coming next. He held me for the longest time. It felt like heaven but sadly it didn’t last forever.
In one swift movement it went from a hug to being face down over his lap. He didn’t say a word. He just bared my bottom and began with his hand as hard as he could. It was excruciating. It was exactly what I had feared all that restlessness night. I thought I could feel all his fear and frustration coming right through his hand. I didn’t think he was going to stop. I tried not cry out, but it was impossible. Finally I was pleading with him to stop and promising perfect behavior for the rest of my life.
I was a sobbing mess when he finally did stop. I needed him to rub so badly. I couldn’t stand it. As he stood me on my feet I reached back to do some rubbing myself. “No, leave it,” Tom commanded. I managed to keep my hands from rubbing, but I was shifting my weight trying to get some relief.
Tom handed me my purse, there wasn’t really anything else in the room, and ushered me to the car. I was so sore I dreaded sitting. Tom opened the door for me as I eased in gingerly. Tom reached over for the seat belt, which I didn’t usually use at that time, and tightened it firmly enough to make me gasp.
Tom got into the car and turned to look at me. He had conflicting emotions in his face. I wasn’t sure what he was going to say. He finally took a deep breath and said, “Cassie, you have no idea how much I love you.” I leaned my head back against the seat and took a relaxing breath until I heard Tom finished with, “But when I get you home, I’m going to wear you out.”
Come back tomorrow for the last part.
I'll draw for the winners at 6 PM and I'll post them here.
I'll draw for the winners at 6 PM and I'll post them here.
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Good gravy Tom! What do you mean you're gonna wear her out when you get home...what did you just do? Sheesh mister...maybe Sue should have stuck around to kick you butt!ReplyDelete
Hugs and Blessings Cassie...
Let's just say she did more than one things that displeased him greatly.
Sue's reaction to Cassie telling her she got spanked by Tom was priceless. I knew Tom would be upset but isn't one spanking enough?ReplyDelete
Sue thought it was a hoot until she saw that it could be more serious than she had thought.Delete
I'd have loved to have seen Sue's face when you told her Tom spanked you.ReplyDelete
It was priceless!Delete
I guess Sue hadn't been 'poped on the butt' LoL. Would love to have seen her face. Oh boy, sounded like Tom had already worn Cassie out ... and more to come!ReplyDelete
He was pretty upset and this one early in their marriage - they both had a lot to learn.
Oh poor Cassie , more to come. :(ReplyDelete
Jan, she survived and they're still together. Love conquers all.Delete
Tom can be so over the top sometimes. Sorry Cassie, but you know how he is - he doesn't change.ReplyDelete
Sunny, evidentally she can handle his over the top ways. Believe it or not he has mellowed since then.Delete
I do not think Cassie knew - at that time- that she can remove her consent. Poor Cassie. She did not even know what she was getting into. So I do not think it would help.
Mr. Charming have serious problems managing his anger. He should seek help!
As all the other men who abuse their women, and do "sobbing mess" of them ...
Pk, I do not think I can come tomorrow and read ... I have a stomach ache right now. I can not take more of...."I’m going to wear you out.”
&% ¤ # ¤ # % Tom !!!!!
Mona, I feel that might be the best decision for you. I'll tell you something I rarely admit to, but here goes - Cassie and Tom are fictional - I swear no sweet little ladies were harmed in the writing of this story. I write these stories and others read them because we enjoy reading about spanking, sometimes hard - even unfair ones. We ENJOY it.Delete
And don't be badmouthing Tom - I adore the man, just like Cassie does!
Absolutely love Tom! He is one heck of a guy! Cassie got her butt spanked, but she is perfectly fine. It is cathartic.ReplyDelete
That is one way they love!!
PK, please keep writing about Tom and Cassie, WE LOVE them and the dynamic!!!!
Bless your heart Minelle! It is one way they love - although I'm sure Cassie is grateful he has eased up some!Delete
Ugh, Cassie! I guess you got over the fear...after how many years of being married to Tom? Hopefully in the intervening years Tom learned to use his words too, before he used his hand! ;-)ReplyDelete
Well lets just say he's a lot better! I guess it's still a process. Thanks for coming by.Delete