be afraid of the dark.

@ castle.
A tired sigh escaped from Ben as he pulled into the driveway of the house he shared with his fiance. They've gone steady for a couple of years and just last year, they had agreed on moving in together. It was a big change for both of them, with Holly's daughter now in the mix. It was like the three of them were a complete family. Family, Ha the word made Ben snort. It was such a foreign thing to him. Having raised from nothing, owning one of the largest security companies in the US really took a lot of his earlier years from him. So, coming home to people was an odd thing for him.

Pulling out his keys, Ben entered the dark house and locked the door behind him. Just as he was finishing locking the door, a voice caught his attention. His eyes narrowed as he listened. The voice was coming from upstairs.

Slowly, following the voice, Ben slowly recognized that Brooklyn was speaking as well. Although she was better at being quiet, the girl always was. As Ben stepped outside of her bedroom door, he listened in. His hand instinctively clenched into a fist at what he heard. They were flirting, kissing. Things that he had told Brook that she was not to do in his house when she moved in with him. No boys, that was the rule, and she had broken it.

Without even knocking, Ben pushed open the door. His eyes going towards the unknown boy as he stood at his full six foot two height. "Out." He told the young boy, his head motioning towards the door. His gaze watched as the kid scampered from the bed and out the door. Then, he looked towards Brooklyn who was now sitting on the bed. "What was that?"

Brooklyn giggled as Connor, the boy she had a crush on leaned in to kiss her. She gripped his shirt, shivering as his hands set on her waist. She wasn't used to this, it was all brand new territory for her but it excited her. It made her feel good. To be wanted, to be thought of as attractive. She shivered as the boy started to deepen the kiss, her eyes fluttering shut. All of her attention was focused on Connor so she didn't hear when Benjamin pulled into the driveway and she certainly didn't hear when he entered the home.Or when he started up the stairs.

She gasped as she jerked away from Connor, her eyes widening as she saw Benjamin in her doorway. "Connor, no, wai-" she started, moving to her knees as Connor all but ran out of the door. She gulped as she turned back toward Ben slowly, panic rising in her as she saw the look in his eyes.

"I-I.. he's just a boy.. .that I.. like. We only kissed, I swear. We didn't do anything else. I wasn't going to let him do anything else!" Brooklyn declared. She pulled her blanket up her form, trying to shield herself from view. She didn't know why but she felt particularly vulnerable, especially since she had been caught breaking a rule.

"And you weren't supposed to be home, anyway! You're never home! Mom hates it because you're never here and so why did we even move in?! What was the point if she gets to see you even less than she used to?!" Brooklyn declared, trying to avert some of the attention away from what she had done. If she could just get Ben to focus on that instead of the fact that she had snuck a boy into the house, maybe she'd be okay.

@ castle.
As Brooklyn spoke, Ben's foul mood slowly darkened. His frown and look turned into a scowl as he slowly shook his head. What Brook was doing was quite obvious to him, and he wasn't going to play her silly little game. "Watch your mouth young lady," Ben said and pointed a finger at her as he spoke. His eyes hardening as he glared down at her, his tempter slightly flaring because it had been stressful at work which was why he'd dipped out early. So, coming home to this was not helping.

"You know what, you need to learn a little respect," Ben said as he took a few steps towards Brook. In one swift movement, he pulled her blanket off of her shaking form and pulled her towards him as he sat down on her bed. He pulled her across his lap and landed a couple of harsh slaps on her plump little ass.

With each smack, the sound vibrated through the room. Ben's large hand encasing her soft ass cheek as he landed a hand on her. Feeling her wiggly body over his legs was slowly digging up feelings that Ben knew shouldn't be raising, but it was hard. She was so small compared to him. She was at his mercy, and it felt amazing. Slowly, after lashing her with a couple more smacks, Ben did something else he knew that he shouldn't have done. He started to run the pain into her ass. His eyes looking down towards her head.

"Do you still want to disrespect me?" Ben asked, his voice calmer as he waited for a reply from Brook. "Well?" He prompted, unleashing one more smack before he called himself done for now. Although the feeling of her on his lap was quite pleasing. It made him wonder what else she could possibly stir up inside of him if she was completely naked.

The color drained from Brooklyn's features when she realized that her little trick hadn't seemed to work at all as Ben pointed at her. She gulped as she lowered back against the bed, her body tensing as Ben started into the room. "W-What?!" She demanded, gasping as the blanket was yanked away from her. She struggled against his grip, kicking and flailing until Ben's hand settled on her lower back - effectively pinning her in place.

Brooklyn cried out at the first smack. More out of surprise than anything else. She whimpered, tears welling in her eyes when Ben continued. She squirmed in his lap, trying as hard as she could to get away from him but there was nowhere for her to go. There was no way she could get away from him unless he let her go.

By the time that Ben finished, Brooklyn was openly crying. She didn't dare to look at him, giving a tiny shaky of her head when Ben asked the question. She sniffled, wiping away the tears that still threatened to fall. "N-No.. I.. I'm sorry. It w-won't happen a-again. I swear. Ben. I'm sorry," she croaked as if she had any chance to stop him. B

"P-Please.. Please just leave me alone," Brooklyn begged, trying to pull herself out of his grip. "Let go of me!" She demanded, trying to push his hand away so she could get up.

@ castle.
A small smile slowly made it's way onto Ben's lips as he listened to the sweet sobs of Brooklyn's distress. She had learned her lesson it would seem. She would give him the respect that a soon to be stepfather should deserve. That a young woman should give to any man who came in contact with her.

Although, that train of thought seemed to have exited the station as soon as it arrived as she dared to raise her voice to him. Bringing back his annoyed mood and his free hand clenched, ready to punish her once more. To spank her and bring back the feeling of being the one in charge of her.

Raising his hand, Ben was about to do just that, but stopped as a thought crept across his mind. Oh, she wanted to demand something of him? She better be ready to submit to the consequences. Moving his free hand, Ben gripped onto Brooklyn's PJ bottoms and underwear. Pulling them both down in one swift motion like he had when he brought her down onto his knee.

"If you want to continue to demand things of me." Ben started, placing his hand on her bare ass cheeks. "Then you better be ready for punishment." He told her as he raised a hand and smacked her ass cheeks. A small smirk appearing on his lips as he watched her ass turn a beautiful irritated pink color. No fabric dulling the pain of his slaps.

After making sure that Brooklyn's ass was a beautiful bright pink. Ben stopped and started to once again rub the pain into her bare skin. His gaze looking towards the crying girl's face. Her eyes all red and puffy from the tears that she shed because of him. "You say that you're sorry, and yet. You disrespect." Ban said quietly, his head shaking a little bit as he stopped rubbing her ass and let his fingertips run over her bare skin. Feeling the skin's warmth under his hold.

"Now Brook." Ben said, his voice calm as he spoke. His eyes closing as he continued to rub his hand along her ass. Getting lost in the moment. "Are you going to behave?" He asked, his hand that was on her ass slowly dipping down her crack towards her fold. His other hand holding her in place on his lap, keeping her from moving.

Brooklyn squealed loudly as Ben yanked her shorts and underwear down in one movement. Her eyes flew open, fear gripping her as her thoughts turned dark. She shook her head, trying to squirm but her shorts and underwear around her thighs prevented her from being able to really move more than the squirming that she did on his lap. Brooklyn cried out as Ben started to spank her again. She twisted and turned, this way and that, but it didn't seem to matter at all. She couldn't get away from him, no matter how hard she tried to free herself. She winced, reached behind herself and trying to block Ben's blows.

By the time that Ben had finished spanking her, Brooklyn had dissolved into barely comprehensible sobs. She covered her face, her face heated a bright red from how hard she had been crying. She wanted nothing more than to disappear, her ass throbbing and painful from the discipline Ben had put on her. Brooklyn squeezed her eyes shut, whimpering as she felt his hand sliding further between her legs.

She was quick to nod her head, almost frantic to be able to convince Ben that she was listen. She didn't want him touching her anymore. She didn't want him even in the same room as her. Ben's presence completely terrified her at the moment.

"P-Please.. please! I'll be g-good! I swear!" Brooklyn cried out, jolting when Ben's fingers brushed against her folds. "S-Stop! Please. I'll behave!" Brooklyn tried to reason, tears streaming dwon her face.

@ castle.
There it was, the begging. The realization that she wasn't the one that was in charge. The slightest of submission that he had been looking for in the young girl. She'll make a great woman one day. All she needed was some fine-tuning and learning to not raise that voice ever, and things will be golden.

Sadly, that also meant that he had to remove his hands from Brooklyn's beautiful body. So slowly, he pulled his hand away from her beautiful body and shifted so that he could help her to sit upon the bed on her own. His eyes hard as he examined the streaks on her cheeks from her tears. He had done a number on her, it would seem, hopefully, that meant that she'd not transition to being an even bigger pain in his ass.

"I want you to spend the night in my bed," Ben told her as he stood up and undid his tie. It was suddenly too tight. "I need to make sure you don't do something stupid like going after that boy," Ben told her, his tone giving her no room to argue with his demand. "Now, I'm going to go and get ready for bed, and I'll expect you in bed in ten minutes." He told her as he exited her room to enter his.

Walking through the large master bedroom, Ben made his way towards the ensuite and entered his walk-in closet that was connected. He quickly stripped and stepped into some sweatpants. As they were the only thing that could hide how stiff his cock had become.

Brooklyn whimpered as Ben helped her to sit up, wanting nothing more than to disappear. She felt like a child, her panties and shorts still around her thighs because she hadn't had the chance to sit up. She shivered, trying to cover her lap up as much as possible. She didn't want him to see her. A blush still covered her cheeks as she sat in front of him.

Her eyes widened at his demand, her head snapping up so that she could look at him. Brooklyn started to shake her head frantically - the thought of sleeping in his bed made her skin crawl. She didn't really understand why but it made her uncomfortable in a way that she was not prepared for in the least. Brooklyn opened her mouth to argue with him but she couldn't bring herself to, afraid of what Ben would do if she told him no. She gave the tiniest nod of her head, not daring to move from her spot on the bed until Ben had left her alone.

Her heart was racing as she pulled her panties up. Instead of keeping the shorts on, Brooklyn moved to pull on a pair of sweatpants. They were looser than the shorts and they covered more skin. Brooklyn wrung her fingers together as she made her way toward Ben and her mother's bedroom. She hung her head, not daring to knock on the door as she stood outside of it. She hoped that if she didn't, Ben would just forget all about what he had told her to do.

@ castle.
Walking towards the sink. Ben washed his face, helping him to feel calmer as the warm water seemed to wash away the worries of the day. Then, he patted his face dry on the hand towel that was next to the sink and headed back towards the bedroom once he was feeling better about things. "Brooklyn!" Ben called out, his voice sounding a bit rougher then he had originally expected for it too.

Walking towards the bed, Ben laid on the bed. His legs straight out and his back propped up slightly. He grabbed the remote on the end table and turned on the large tv that was in front of the bed. Nothing like something to watch before bed to help him relax. After a quick moment, the sound of an episode of Criminal Mind started to play. Filling the silence of the room.

"Brook." Ben called out once more, a edge of warning in his tone as he had to call her name once more. He didn't like having to repeat himself, and especially now that he had already been in a bad mood when he came home. Let alone what he had seen when he walked into Brook's bedroom earlier. "Do you want to be punished some more?" He asked as soon as he laid his eyes on the beauty. "Keep angering me tonight, and I will." He warned her, although he might just do so for the fun of it.

Brooklyn felt her stomach twist into an uncomfortable knot when Ben called out her name a second time. There was an edge to his voice that she hadn't been prepared for and now, she found herself afraid not to listen to him. He had already spanked her - her ass was tender even now. What would he do now if she decided now to listen to him? She certainly didn't want to find out. Brooklyn took a deep breathe, chewing on the inside of her lip before she stepped into the room with her head down.

She gulped as Ben started to speak, her cheeks tinging a bright red as she shook her head frantically. Brooklyn took several, hesitant steps forward before she stopped a foot or so away from Ben's bed. Rubbing her arm absentmindedly, Brooklyn chewed on her bottom lip as she glanced around the room. Where was she supposed to sleep? She didn't particularly want to sleep on the floor but she couldn't sleep in his bed!

"Where.. where am I sleeping?" Brooklyn asked in a quiet voice, refusing to look up from her feet. Ultimately, Brooklyn wasn't stupid. The decision was up to Ben about where she slept. She didn't want to risk angering him any more than she had already managed to. God forbid he decided to tell her mother about what she'd done... she had no idea how she would afford college otherwise.

@ castle.
Hearing the click of his door opening, Ben shifted his gaze towards Brooklyn as she entered his room. His eyes looking over the young woman for a moment, watching as she walked slowly. Like she was scared of something. Like he was a beast that wanted to devour her, to hurt her, to destroy her in every way possible.

"Don't be stupid Brook," Ben said casually as he raised a hand and patted the side of the bed that was empty. The side that his fiance usually slept on when she was home with him. "You'll sleep here." He told her, his eyes hard as he dared her to try and argue about laying in the bed with him. "Now Brook." Ben's tone held a small hint of a warning to it as he watched her waiting for her to try and disrespect him once again in his own home.

Then, if she agreed to lay in the bed with him. Ben would turn off the light as well as the TV before turning to his side and wrapping a strong arm around Brook's waist and pulling her into his tough muscular chest. His eyes would close as he'd try to fall asleep with the smaller woman in his large arms.

If Brook refused to come to his bed and lay with him. Then, Ben would get out of the bed, A flare in his eyes as he'd reach out to grab her wrist and practically throw her onto the bed. Pin her down and glare at her. "You need to learn to respect the man in the house." He'd say and then smack her thigh.

Brooklyn looked up, heat rising to her cheeks when Ben patted the empty side of the bed. The thought of laying in the same bed as her stepfather just seemed wrong but she was quickly realizing that she didn't really have an option otherwise. Chewing on her bottom lip, Brooklyn hesitated for a moment longer before she started moving toward the bed. She was stiff as she climbed into the bed, facing away from Ben as she stared at the wall.

When the room fell into darkness, Brooklyn could only flinch when his arm wrapped around her waist. No, this was wrong. She squirmed against him, trying to push his arm away from her as her eyes widened. She just wanted to put a bit of space between them on the bed so that she could at least try to get a bit of sleep. Though she doubted how much she would be able to sleep given everything.

"T-This.. is too much. Y-You.. you need to let go of me, Ben. I'm in bed. I'm not going anywhere!" Brooklyn tried to reason with him as she continued to twist and push at his arm. Eventually, she let out a defeated huff and sunk back against her pillow. "I mean it, Ben. This.. This isn't okay!"

@ castle.
Every word that escaped from Brooklyn's lips fell on deaf ears as Ben ignored her. He could handle her squirming and pleads to let her go. Hell, he kinda liked her struggling, it really turned him on, surprisingly. Usually, Ben liked it when his women would just give in and allow for him to use them as he pleased. Brooklyn on the other hand, she was a firecracker, and he kinda liked the idea of having to take charge.

"Just relax." Ben told her quietly, his breath tickling her ear as he moved so that her back was pressed to his chest. His arm kept it's strong hold on her as the rest of his body relaxed for the night. "You think to much Brooklyn, just let it go and go to sleep." He told her as he started to slowly run the fingers on his free hand through her hair, trying to get the girl to relax next to him.

"In the morning, if you're good. You can go back to your room. This is your punishmen, I need to keep an eye on you to make sure that you don't go off and try to mingle with that boy." Ben snorted at the though. He could already feel his dick hard from her squirming, and was glad she couldn't feel it, but. As he rememebered her kissing at boy, it slightly deflated and damn, did that make him want to actually punish her and forced her to see what it was like to kiss a real man.

Brooklyn gasped as Ben pulled her closer to his chest, his grip tightening around her waist. She squirmed for a moment before she gave up, quickly realizing just how futile trying to get herself free would be. Her eyes were wide as she stared straight ahead at the wall in front of her. Squeezing her eyes shut after another moment of silence that stretched between them, Brooklyn didn't say a thing in reply to Ben. What was she even supposed to say? Ben had caught her red handed but she felt like the way she was being treated was completely unfair, at the same time. It wasn't like she had done anything really! She had kissed him, at the very most.

A few long minutes passed before an idea came to mind and Brooklyn hoped that it would work. Surely Ben wouldn't insist on coming with her or something else equally as ridiculous. "I have to go to the bathroom," Brooklyn blurted out. She started squirming, as if to continue to exaggerate the fact that she had to go.

"Ben, come on," Brooklyn whined, jutting her bottom lip out. "I'll be right out. I just have to.. pee!" Brooklyn declared, convinced that she could hole up in the bathroom for a few minutes and then Ben would end up falling asleep and she could sneak back over to her bedroom without him realizing it.

@ castle.
A couple of soft grunts of annoyance escaped from Ben as he felt Brooklyn rubbing against him once more as she squirmed in his arms. His lower half reacting way more against the feeling then he wanted to admit. This was supposed to be Brook's punishment, not his damnit. He just finished working fourteen hours, he needed sleep. Not to fuck someone who was supposed to be off-limits to him.

When Brook finally calmed down, a small sigh escaped from Ben. She was finally giving in it seemed, which meant he could fall asleep. His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier as the moments past. Sleep called to him, begging for him to come under its spell. Take him to a realm of make-belief.

It was beginning to feel like Sleep was about to win until that little brat decided to interrupt it. Ben's eyes fluttered open and he let out a couple more grunts as he tight little ass rubbed against his growing and hardening cock. "Brook." He said quietly, his voice laced with his annoyance at her choice of words. The feeling of her pressed against him, and the sight of that plump little lip was enough to cause Ben to close his eyes and let out a small groan as he rested his forehead against the back of her shoulder. His arms tightening for a quick moment before he slowly let her go.

Then, without so much as saying a word. Ben threw the blankets off of them and sat up. "Come." He said like she was nothing more than a dog that he expected to follow orders. He waited for Brooklyn to get up and head towards the bathroom before he followed a couple of footsteps behind her. He reached out a hand to keep the door open once she was inside the bathroom. "Go, do your business." He told her as he leaned against the doorframe. His obvious hard-on poking against the fabric. His eyes solely focused on Brook as he waited for her to undress her lower half for him and do her business.

"Come on, I'd like to get some sleep tonight." He told her, not wanting to hear her words of complaint. "You're not going alone, I'm not an idiot and going to let you sneak back to your room. I know how teenagers' minds work." He told her, his tone holding no room for arguments. "Now strip and go already."

Brook had been oblivious to the reaction she was causing from Ben, far more focused on getting away from this whole predicament in the first place. She tensed slightly when Ben said her name. She had been around him long enough to know when he wasn't in the best of moods and she knew she had to tread lightly if she wanted to get her way. Her brows pulled together when Ben rested against her shoulder but she didn't dare say a thing, deciding she had to just play it cool.

A chill ran down her spine when Ben ordered her to follow after him. She cursed silently to herself because she realized quickly that her plan had gone down the drain but she would just play it off like she had gone to the bathroom. Or that had been the plan until Ben reached out to stop the door from closing. Brooklyn froze, her eyes widening as a shiver of fear ran down her spine. She turned to face him, her eyes as wide as saucers as she tried to process what Ben was demanding of her.

Her eyes dropped to his waist for a moment and her cheeks tinged a bright red at the recognition of what she was seeing. Brook swallowed thickly as she looked up, shaking her head slowly. "I-I.. Uh, Ben. Isn't that a little... little too much?" She squeaked out, trying to form her thoughts. What the hell was she even supposed to say? Her thoughts were raising and she was struggling to form so much as a thought.

"I mean. There's nowhere for me to go. I'm just going to the bathroom and I'll be right back. I know I messed up but this is... stepping over a line that... that we shouldn't be," Brooklyn tried desperately to reason with Ben. She wrung her fingers together, how nervous she was feeling was more than evident.

@ castle.
Breathing in through his nose, Ben breathed deeply and then slowly exhaled through his mouth. His eyes closed as he slowly shook his head. Brook was getting it. This was crossing a line and becoming a little weird, but Ben honestly didn't really care. He was making a point here and needed to keep his stance. He wanted her to know that he was the one that was in charge, not her. Brook was living under his roof, he was the breadwinner in this house. He was the one with a say in what was to happen and when things were enough.

"Brook," Ben said calmly, his eyes opening as he looked towards the young lady. "Do your business." He told her, his tone giving her no room to argue with him as he waited for her to open that pretty little mouth of hers and try to argue with him once more. Inwardly, he was praying that she'd obey and just do as she was told, he was tired. Although, a tiny part of him. A part that he liked to keep locked in the corner of his mind. He wanted her to go against him still. He wanted her to argue with him, just so that he could barge into the bathroom more and show her what a man could do to a woman. What he could make her feel, how he could make her feel.

Slowly, Ben licked over his lips as he watched Brook quietly. "You have until the count of three to do as you're told, or I'm going to do something that you won't have control over." He told her in his oh so calm voice. His head tilted to the side as he watched Brook. Taking in her every movement. "One." He started to count. "Two." He waited to see if she would follow his little threat or not. "Three." The moment of truth, was she going to obey him or was he going to have to show her what a man can really do when agitated?

{my dog is howling in his sleep. it's so hard not to laugh and wake him up }

There was no way that Brooklyn was going to give in and just pull her underwear down to go to the bathroom in front of Ben. The thought turned her stomach - he was her stepfather. She was never supposed to be naked in front of him! It was hard for her because she wanted to obey him because she knew that he was in charge but she couldn't bring herself to. It made her feel so uncomfortable, to the point she ignored the reality that Ben was supposed to be listened to.

She shook her head, wrapping her arms around her torso. It was becoming even more clear just how uncomfortable she was as she squirned under Ben's gaze. Brooklyn refused to look up from her feet even when Ben started to count, especially when he got to 'three'. She held her breathe, biting down on the inside of her lip. Brook had no idea what Ben was planning to do her as punishment but she was convinced it was probably going to be another spanking or something equally humiliating. It couldn't exactly be worse than that, could it?

Brooklyn tensed, her shoulders pulled together as she made to move past Ben by the doorway. She was intent on just going back to the bed so she could lay down. Maybe if she showed Ben that she was just going to lay down.. maybe he would do the same and they could just forget about this whole thing happening.

@ castle.
(AWW~~ THAT IS SO FREAKING CUTE!! Haha.)

It would seem that Brooklyn had yet again decided to go against the man of the house. She had once again not listened to Ben, meaning that she was in more troube then when she had originally been in. Sticking out his right arm, Ben stopped Brook from being able to leave the bedroom. His face was expressionless as he looked towards her and slowly shook his head no. He wasn't going to allow her to just walk away from this. She needed to see that he was true to his words and was going to show her something that she was not expecting.

Then, Ben reached out with his free hand and grabbed onto her shoulder to turn her around back towards the bathroom. He placed both of his hands onto her shoulders and forced her towards the kitchen counter. Then, he slowly trailed his fingers down her arms until he reached her hands. Ben gently grabbed onto her hands and placed them onto the counter so that she could support herself on them. "Don't move." He told her as he took a small step back.

Ben kept his gaze locked on Brooklyn's for a few moments before he reached out and gently grabbed onto her shorts and pulled them down as well as her panties. Revealing that plump little ass that she had. Ben's gaze stayed on her ass cheeks as he reached forward and placed both of his hands between her thighs and pushed them apart until he had an easy access to all of her sensitive places between her legs.

"Have you played down here before?" Ben asked as he looked up towards Brook and leaned forward slightly, pressing his chest against her back as he placed his hands on either side of hers on the counter. His chin moved to rest on her shoulder as his right hand moved so that he could slowly run his fingers along her folds. "Has someone else explored you here?"