“I’m gonna get the blow dryer and then you are taking a nap,”he ordered. Cassie closed her eyes as he brushed and blow-dried her long tresses, his hands gentle as they cared for her. He kissed her cheek.
“Go to sleep, baby girl. I’ll be back to check on you.”
Cassie found that an easy order to obey.
Rob returned in two hours to check on her. Her teeth were chattering uncontrollably under the blankets and her face was burning up. Rob cursed and picked up the phone.
“Hey Bry? Do you have Dr. Thiel’s number? Cass is sick.”
After receiving the full story of the escape, Bryon gave his brother the number and offered to come over to help. Glenn was out again and Bryon was looking at a long weekend. Rob agreed—he wasn’t as good at this nurturing stuff as Bryon—plus they usually saw things in the same light. Directions were given and, after promising to be very careful, Bryon was on his way. He also planned to stop by the pharmacy for some things.
Dr. Thiel reassured Rob that the girl would be fine and likely just caught a chill. He was to monitor her temperature and appetite and try to get her to push fluids. Rob called Bryon to add a thermometer and Gatorade to his shopping list.
“The place looks great, Bro! Man, you went all out!”Bryon exclaimed as he walked in, taking off his coat and wet boots at the door. Rob handed him a towel.
“Sorry the garage is full. It’s a drier walk that way, but all my tools are in there. Get everything?”
“Yep. Show me around.”
Rob proudly took Bryon on a tour around the house and then upstairs to the main bedroom. Cassie was asleep.
“You old dog…You made this room up for her,”Bryon noticed immediately.
Rob colored slightly. “Maybe a little. There’s nothing wrong with purple and white.”
“Oh please, this is her favorite color combination. And it’s lilac and cream.”
“What’s scary is that you know that. Hey, baby girl, how are you feeling? Bry’s here.”
“I’m so cold, Rob. I just can’t warm up.”
“Bry picked up some stuff for us at the pharmacy. Be right back,”Rob said as he went to get the items. Bryon stroked her face.
“Why did you take off like that? Without a raincoat or shoes? Are you insane?”
“I can’t tell you...”
“Let me guess... Big brother here pulled his ownership spiel on you.”
“You know about that?”
Bryon nodded, picking up her hand. “Yeah. We both kind of run in the same crowds.”
“You... You too?”
“Yeah, me too. Not Glenn, though. He doesn’t know about us.”
“I can’t even imagine you being cruel!”
“Is that what you think it is? Have any of us ever been cruel to you? You’ve gotten yourself punished, finally, but it was deserved and fair.”Bryon frowned. He looked up at Rob, who held up the thermometer.
“This isn’t digital.”
“It’s all they had. It’s a rectal thermometer,”Bryon announced, ignoring Cassie as her face flushed.
Rob grinned. “I hope you know how to use it. I’ve never dealt with the old fashioned ones.”
“I have. On many occasions. I know how to give a very thorough enema as well,”Bryon announced, holding Cassie's wrist as she started to shift away from him. Rob sat down on the edge of the bed.
“I think you need to do me some learning, little brother.”
“Sure. But, in turn, you need to make me one of those. It’s beautiful.”Bryon pointed to the large paddle. Cassie slid deeper under the covers, wanting to die.
“Deal. What’s wrong, Cass?”Rob asked.
“You are both basket cases! Do you think I’m going to let you put that thing up my ass!?”
“Honey, letting us isn’t the issue. You either cooperate and get it done, or don’t—and still get it done,”Bryon informed her. “Now, if it were my choice, I would punish you for your lack of cooperation by making you wear a plug.”
“I like your way of thinking, Bry. In fact…here, I have a few.”Rob grinned, producing a box of brand-new anal toys and assorted plugs.
Bryon grinned. “It looks like someone was planning on having a play day eventually.”
“But I’m sick!”Cassie whined, humiliated beyond comprehension.
Bryon looked at her firmly. “But you feel well enough to argue which ultimately means that you are well enough to be spanked. It’s your choice, Hot Pocket. You can go over my knee and let me take care of you or you can go over my knee for a good spanking first. Either way, I’ll do what needs to be done.”
Rob watched, feeling the pressure in his pants as he witnessed the interaction between his brother and Cassie. Bryon conducted himself perfectly in his role, taking on a more parental tone. Rob found it interesting and wondered when Bryon would slip fully into his preferred role of Daddy. Watching Cassie’s response was also very arousing. Yes, he would have to adopt some of Bryon’s techniques.