Page 44 of The Royal in Room 3

“You heard me.”

“But you said spanking isn’t much of a punishment since I’d like it.”

“Well, we will this once, because even though you deserve to be punished for not trusting me today, you also did a thoughtful thing by making me lunch.” I winked at him. “So a little pleasure to balance out the pain. Is that okay with you?”

He jumped to his feet and nodded. “Yes, it is.”

I chuckled. “Then across my thighs you go.”

He settled himself over my lap, and I brushed my palm across his ass. He really had a nice ass, and I should know. I’d spent the better part of a week fondling him as often as I could. Like he’d promised in room three back at Halo House, his body remained my toy to use as I saw fit.

“What do you say if you want me to stop?” I asked.

“Red.”

“Good boy. Now, this is our first time doing impact play, and I don’t know your threshold for pain, so I’m relying on you to use your safe word once you’ve had enough. Can I count on you, little prince?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“I know I can trust you. I’m going to pull your pants down now.”

I peeled his pants down to his upper thighs. He wasn’t wearing underwear, so his naked ass was right on display and pleasing to my eyes. I cupped his cheeks and spread them, almost losing my focus when I noticed he’d cleaned up and used lube for me. He was always so willing to be fucked, but we had another mission tonight.

At least for now.

“Look at that pretty hole, baby,” I murmured, squishing his cheeks back together, then apart again. “If you’re a good boy and stay still on Daddy’s lap, Daddy will make you his little fuck toy tonight. Would you like that?”

“Yes, Daddy. I’d like that very much.”

“Then be good for me, boy. Relax and take your punishment.”

My palm cracked against his right cheek with minimal pressure as I warmed him up. Just a quick spank, really, that echoed across the room. Another couple of slaps and my erection was already getting out of hand. I’d underestimated what it would do to me to see his cheeks jiggle. Of how he would tense after each slap, his cheeks clenching before relaxing.

The first one that I delivered with more bite had his gasp ringing out in the room. A shiver raced through his body, and he bucked against my lap.

I wasn’t the only one who was hard.

“Is my naughty little prince getting off on his punishment?” I asked hoarsely. “I must be going too easy on you, aren’t I?”

“A bit, Daddy. I don’t mind harder.”

Reassured by his words, I smacked his bottom with more force. “Do you know why I am punishing you, boy?” I asked him. “You don’t trust your Daddy, and that hurts.”

Sharp slaps echoed across the room as I spoke.

“If you don’t trust me, how will you follow my instructions? How can I keep you safe? Do you believe me now that I will never send you back to Halo House unless you ask me?”

“Yes, Daddy. I believe you.”

“Little prince, I wish that were true, but I see the doubt in you whenever you do something wrong.” His cheeks clenched from the sting of the last slap. “My aim is to teach you, not to berate you and make you feel low about yourself. I will always build you up, Soren.”

A sob broke from him, and the sound was a relief. Crying for a sub could be cathartic, and although he’d cried earlier, it’d been for the wrong reasons. He’d cried out of fear that I would discard him. I wanted his tears to be of relief and understanding that I hadn’t accepted him from Halo House lightly. I hadn’t taken him under my wing to set him free after the end of a contract.

This boy meant something more to me, and for as long as he was honest and happy with me, I would gladly keep him.

“You only saw that you changed the color of the white towels,” I said quietly. “But you didn’t see how proud I was of you for getting the machine to work at all. Remember how frustrated you were the first time I showed you how to use it? But you did it. All by yourself.”

I knew his ass hurt from the way he was squirming and openly sobbing on my lap now, so I shifted my focus and reached for his hand.