Naked and Defiant Read online

  "You … you are going to spank me. Do you have to talk? This is so humiliating, Griff!"

  "Yes, I have to talk. Someone needs to be filling your head with something other than how pretty you are, or how powerful your daddy is. A bare-bottomed, over the knee spanking is supposed to be humiliating, as well as uncomfortable. It is supposed to be a deterrent to repeating the same mistakes."

  "I promise that I won't disobey …."

  "You certainly won't disobey me after tonight. At least, not without thinking twice. How many do you think you have earned, Jade?"

  "What?"

  "How many strokes of my hand do you need to learn your lesson?"

  "None! I swear, I promise to behave!"

  "Let's start with fifty and then readdress this issue," Griffon announced, plummeting his hand harshly across the fleshly swells of her bottom.

  "OW! Oh My God! Where did you … OW! Find a … OWWWWW! Paddle!?"

  "No paddle, little girl. My hand is well-weathered. I assure you I can go all night, too."

  "Owieeeee!" Jade called out, squirming to escape. He captured her scissoring legs between his knees and easily leaned over her back, pinning her on her stomach. His hand fell in earnest, the staccato smacking quickly turning her bottom to a bright pink. She was panting by the time he reached fifty.

  "Now, I will ask you again. How many spanks do you deserve for your behavior?"

  "Griffon! I swear, I will … OW! STOP!"

  "Guess we will try another fifty," he said calmly, as the rapid, firm swats painted her sit spots and the backs of her upper thighs. She began to struggle wildly, begging him to cease as she fought back pain-filled tears. He paused after the second set of fifty and repeated his question.

  "I don't know! I've never been spanked before, except by you, so I don't know how to answer! Twenty five!"

  "Twenty-five? Seriously, Jade?"

  "Fifty! One hundred! I don't know!!!"

  "One hundred sounds reasonable. Get your bottom in the air, and don't move, or we start all over again."

  Jade fought to stay still, failing miserably by the twentieth count. True to his word, Griffon began at one, his strokes neither lessening in intensity nor slowing down. Jade began to bawl as his hand brought her backside to an unbearable sting, covering every fleshy square inch with a deep cerise glow. Her sobs grew deeper as he tightened his arm around her waist, assuring her inability to squirm away for the remainder of her punishment, as he aimed for the tender crease of her thighs.

  The final ten swats burned like wildfire. Jade screamed her protest before slumping in defeat upon his hard, muscular lap. She wept pitifully into her arms, only aware of the scalded condition of her bottom. The touch of Griffon's hand upon her back startled her.

  "I really didn't like doing that," he said quietly, gently stroking her spine. His voice was soft and held a hint of sorrow. "I don't enjoy hurting people that I care about."

  "You care about me? Really?" Jade sniffed, finding herself still pinned in place.

  "Yeah, you have grown on me. Did you learn anything?"

  "Yes," Jade answered timidly. "You are a guy who doesn't play games. I promise I won't challenge you again. Not intentionally, anyway."

  "I think it is in your nature to challenge. Just like it is in my nature to discipline. Come here," Griffon ordered, pulling her to sit upright. He wrapped his arms around her weeping form and rocked her gently, smoothing her hair as he absent-mindedly kissed the top of her head. "Do we have an understanding?"

  "Yes, Sir," she whimpered.

  "For now on, you will mind me. If you do not, you will be spanked. The severity will depend on how blatant your disobedience is. Got it?"

  "I don't really act like that on purpose," Jade said, in a tiny voice.

  Griffon pressed her to his chest with a sigh, "I know. You just don't think ahead because no one has taught you how to consider the effects of your actions on others. I will be teaching you that lesson every day if I have to until it becomes second nature."

  "I don't like being spanked."

  "Then learn quickly, otherwise you are headed for some very uncomfortable nights."

  Jade sniffed, allowing her head to rest in the crook of his arm. He smelled of seawater and smoke, and his skin was warm and soft against her cheek. She felt a stir of desire run through her body, confusing her.

  "Griff?"

  "What, baby?" his warm, gentle response surprised her.

  "I know this is a stupid question, but what makes you hitting me any different than what Simon did?"

  There was a pause as he nestled her closer. "First, intent. I do not want to harm you for my own gratification. I spanked you with a purpose and for a reason, not because I was angry and wanted something that you refused to give me. That being said, your obedience to my instructions are for your safety, not mine. Second, spanking your bottom is not going to cause you any lasting damage or harm. You cannot compare my hand against your backside with Simon's fist, can you?"

  "No, but he always apologized after he hit me. And brought me flowers …"

  "He's hit you before? How many times?" His body stiffened with rage.

  "Just a few. I made him angry, and he would either punch or slap me. I know he felt bad, but …"

  "Let's get something straight, sweetheart." Griffon looked at her in the eye. "Yes, I do enjoy spanking a nice, ample bottom, but I do not enjoy causing harm. There is never an excuse for abuse. A man who is unable to control his temper and uses his physical strength against a female to get his way or to cause her harm is no man in my book. When I spank, it is not for my edification, but for yours. It is to teach you the consequences of poor behaviors and bad choices. I would never strike your face or any other body part, except where nature intended. And you have plenty of padding to ensure that no harm would occur."

  "He hated my fat ass. He always ridiculed me about it."

  "You do not have a fat ass, darling. It is plump and shaped like a nice, round heart. It really is quite beautiful, even when it's been colored several shade of red."

  "You're just trying to be nice."

  "You should know me a little better by now. Like I just told you, I love a round, full bottom. In fact, I would be happy if there was more of it."

  "Liar."

  "Excuse me?" Griffon raised his brow as he viewed her warningly.

  "No man likes a chubby girl. Everyone knows that."

  "No, everyone does not know that. Think about it for a minute. Why would I want to get into bed with something that feels like a stick? If I wanted something that looks and feels like a mannequin, then I would buy a mannequin. I can't speak for all men, but I prefer a woman who looks like a female, who feels like a female, and mostly," he tipped her chin to look at him, "who acts like a female. I am not talking about being a whiney, complaining, jealous shrew with no boundaries. I am talking about a girl who knows her mind, expresses herself like a lady, and who is not afraid to explore the things she desires. A woman who respects herself and respects me, publically and privately."

  "I really fall short, don't I?"

  "You have a lot of learning to do, Jade. This experience might be the best thing that ever happened to you."

  "Are we really going to get out of here?"

  "Yes, I promise. After my company notices that I'm not back, they will find us. I am not worried at all."

  "I am. What if they don't look for you? What if they just write you off as being gone?"

  "I set three flags on the high point of the island to show we are here just in case someone comes by before my expected return. That is the universal SOS display. As for my company, believe me when I tell you that my board does not want me to disappear. I have provisions set that, if anything ever happened to me, all resources go to charity, and the board gets nothing, including retirement. It is in their best interest to exhaust all resources and find me as soon as possible. Plus, Tasha would kill anyone who kept me from coming home. I told you about her."

>   "Yeah, she is your best friend and corporate counsel. Griff? Did you mean it when you said I would never see you again once we are off this island?"

  "I might have been a bit premature with that comment. Let's see where the cards fall. You might never want to hear my name again after this month is over."

  "I doubt it," Jade said, holding his arm around her waist as she cuddled closer. "I do like you. Ever though you are so mean."

  "Good to know. Try to sleep now. I'm going to add some fuel to the fire and then grab some shuteye."

  "Will you hold me? Please? The storm is so loud and it's scary."

  "You're such a girl," Griffon sighed, a little grin dancing on his lips.

  "I'm trying," Jade answered back.

  CHAPTER 5

  Griffon tossed and turned that evening, his cock uncomfortably aware of the warm, soft, naked body that slept tucked safely in his arms. The winds swirled viciously around them through the night, their howls joined by the sounds of pounding sheets of rain and claps of deafening thunder. Jade shivered, scooting closer to Griffon for comfort. She had sniffled throughout the night, and he had not missed the tiny groans as she shifted positions and bumped her tender backend. He was torn with both the desire to have her and the impulse to run from her. Regardless, he could do neither at this time. With a frustrated sigh, Griffon gently unraveled his arms, clearing his throat as his manhood began to respond to the wiggling of her soft, rounded bottom against him.

  "Please keep still. You are, uh, you know ..."

  "If you want to make love to me, I wouldn't stop you," Jade whispered.

  "I'm not that type of guy. I believe in commitment, and ..."

  "Are you afraid you might start feeling something for me?" Jade asked, turning to face him. His rigid pole poked into her tummy through his shorts. "Two people can have sex without needing anything but physical satisfaction."

  Griffon pulled away and sat up against the hard tree trunk, shaking his head. "I am not much of a hedonist, sorry. As for your question: no, I am not afraid. I am protecting you. You are too vulnerable right now. It would be too easy for you to get hurt."

  "I'll be fine! Don't try to convince me that you aren't interested, either. Your body gives you away," Jade snapped, sitting up as best as she could.

  Griffon reached over to stroke her face. "See how hurt you are just by imagining that I am rejecting you, when I haven't? The time is not right just yet ... for either of us. Let's work on becoming friends first."

  "That is so stupid!"

  "Please, trust my judgment. Bottom still stinging?" When Jade did not answer, Griffon simply reached over and grabbed her wrist, pulling her deftly over his thighs. He calmed her struggles with a quiet 'shush' and began to gentle rub her sore, swollen mounds with a surprisingly gentle hand.

  He felt her relax under ministrations and was rewarded with the sound of weeping. He hushed her again, gently, allowing his soft touch to reassure her that she was safe and protected.

  "I ... I can't stop crying," she sobbed. "What is wrong with me?"

  "Nothing. You're going through some changes in your heart, that's all," Griffon answered.

  "That makes no sense."

  "It makes total sense. You are learning to trust and how to submit."

  "I don't like how I feel," she whimpered. "Please, let me up."

  Griffon drew her into his arms. "You will learn to like this feeling in time, believe me. It looks like the rain's letting up a bit. Wanna go outside? Bring your bow and show me if you are any good."

  He held her hand as they picked their way over the debris and down to the beach. Griffon grinned, holding up an object. "My captain's chair looks like it has seen better days," he laughed.

  Jade cringed at the mangled mess. "It looks like the reef beat it up. Oh, here's the radio. Geesh ..."

  The sun shone brightly as the two gathered pieces of Griffon's boat from the shoreline, talking about how to effectively use the debris. Griffon spontaneously hugged Jade when she shot a good-sized lizard for dinner.

  "I am so proud of you," he said. "You are learning the essentials of survival."

  "Like making a beat-up boat chair into a throne for me?" Jade asked.

  "You might think you are the princess, but I am still the king. What I meant is that you are accepting your circumstances for what they are and learning to make the best of them." Griffon chuckled. He held up the anchor chain. "What can we use this for?"

  "To dangle me from a tree so you can whip me with a feather?" Jade said, mischievously.

  "Would you like that?" Griffon asked, raising his eyebrow.

  Jade blushed. "I was just kidding."

  He studied her for a moment. "Tell me the truth. Is that something you might like?"

  "I don't know exactly. I really like things kind of rough. Not harmful, but so I have no control. Simon was so ... well, boring. I never told him this because I was afraid he would use it as an excuse to start slapping me around."

  "Hmm ... so you have a little adventurer in you, after all."

  "Maybe ... stop looking at me like that! I'm not a freak."

  "I never said you were a freak. I really enjoy playing in the scene, and I don't consider myself strange. I like it a bit rough at times, too. Why do you look so surprised? I've spanked your bare bottom, remember?"

  Jade bristled, "Like being spanked is something I could forget. I just assumed you were one of those old-fashioned guys that thought things should regress to the 1950's or something. You know, keep the girl barefoot and pregnant; no talking unless permitted; don't let her read, so she is dumber than dirt. You know the type."

  "Put your quills down, girl. Besides, that view is more from the 1600's than the 1950's," he chuckled. "My belief system is quite contrary to what you think. If you knew anything about my company, you would see that over 60% of my employees are women and that my board members are comprised of six women and five men. My corporate attorney is a brilliant woman, as are my accountants. I am very pro-female-advancement in the business world, and I support women's education and even provide scholarships for my employees who want to better themselves. This was my mother's influence. She was an amazing woman, and also a very submissive one. I just believe that, at home, things need to balance out."

  "Balance out? Like how?" Jade looked at him skeptically.

  Griffon snapped a twig in his hands, noticing how she immediately cringed. Good! She was catching on! "It is my desire that a woman be allowed to have the chance to be in her female role at home. The responsibilities of the modern world forces you gals to be in your male role so much that I think a lot of you forget the pleasures of simply being a woman."

  "Are you kidding? How archaic is that?"

  "Not archaic, just my personal belief. To me, there is nothing more exciting than seeing a hard-core executive businesswoman—who spends her day kicking butt—come home, shed her suit, and curl up like a little kitten in my lap. Or even better, put her bare bottom across it."

  "Does Tasha do that with you?" Jade asked, carefully.

  "Tasha and I are best friends, and yes, there are occasions where she needs my correction. She is a bit of a masochist at times," he chuckled, fondly.

  "You are insane."

  "Maybe, but that is how I am. I love to care for my partner and have her be able to trust me enough to depend on me outside of the office."

  "That is because you are a control freak."

  "That I am. I am also the king of this island. See?" He placed a curved palm cuff resembling a crown atop his head. "My word is law and I command you to be a sweet, gentle, submissive woman whenever we are in camp." Griffon grinned playfully, enjoying the conflict of emotions racing across her features. It was obvious that she was intrigued by the idea, but her stubborn facade refused to permit her to admit to it.

  "Just because you wear the crown doesn't mean you get to decide my fate."

  "Wanna bet? I'll make a deal with you." Griffon handed her some boards from the sm
ashed boat keel. "Play along, and I will take you back to the thermal springs."

  That was enough to get Jade to agree.

  ***

  The promise of sunny weather progressed through the day, although with it came the heat and humidity of the tropics. Jade collapsed under the shade of a palm tree. "Isn't this when you begin to feed me grapes and fan me with giant elephant-ear leaves?"

  "Will this do, Your Majesty?" Griffon asked, handing her a juicy mango.

  "For the time being. Damn, it's hot."

  "Are you in the mood for a swim?" Griffon asked. "I saw a lagoon on the other side of the island that is shaded with palm trees. We have enough food, water, and wood collected for now that we can take a break."

  "That actually sounds like fun. How will I get there, though?" Jade asked, chewing on a flavorful reed that they used to brush their teeth.

  "You walk."

  "You aren't going to carry me?"

  Griffon grunted, "I am not your pack mule, brat. Let's go."

  "You would be if you knew what's good for you," Jade giggled, ducking his swing.

  "I'll teach you what's good, little girl. Watch your step," Griffon laughed, taking her hand. He led her along the shoreline to the east side of the island and helped her climb over large, black rocks, polished smooth after centuries of pounding waves. They came upon an untouched beach that was protected from the elements by tall, foreboding rocks projecting from the water's edge.

  "That looks awfully deep," Jade hesitated. "What if sharks are in there?"

  "It's a blue hole. The sharks in this area hang out near the reefs and around the easy food sources. It's a lot colder here, too. Come in."

  "Are you going swimming like that?" Jade asked, pointing to his clothing.

  "You are the naked one around here; not me."

  "Oh, come on! Do you seriously think now is the time to be modest? I'll swim with you, if you strip off those clothes. I don't see how you tolerate them anyway; they are so stiff from salt water."

  "Very well, but no touching," Griffon grinned, peeling the T-shirt from his heavily-muscled, bronzed chest.