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“That’s right, baby,” Julio soothed. “You’re ready now.”

He drew the lace up the back of Taylor’s legs, making him shiver. It pooled at his waist, giving him that gorgeous, exposed feeling again.

The tip of his dick was pressed uncomfortably into the blanket, but Julio’s legs were spread just too wide to touch it on either side. It was driving him crazy.

“Look up.”

Taylor was already in an awkward position, ass in the air and his whole torso resting on his chest with his arms bound behind him. But he looked up anyway, stretching out his neck and welcoming that edge of discomfort. For Julio. That only made everything hotter.

When his eyes focused, he realized that, again, Julio had positioned him in front of the mirror. And he looked wrecked. Wanton and needy, completely available for whatever Julio wanted. His ass was high in the air while Julio’s hand stroked over it, and the white lacy garment pooled around his back.

He closed his eyes.

“Keep your eyes open while I spank you.” Now Julio sounded stern. Serious. Like there might be a penalty if he didn’t obey. That thought sent another shiver through him.

Julio was playing with his bare ass now, squeezing roughly and then soothing with feather-light scrapes of his nails.

Taylor saw him raise a hand, but he had barely enough time to process the idea before that hand landed hot and hard on his buttock. Pain flashed through him, followed by a giddy warmth.

He cried out, watching himself in the mirror. This was good. So good. So much better than anything he’d imagined.

Another slap landed on his other cheek and he arched his back, swinging into the pain. This was it. This was what he’d been waiting for, what he’d been craving. Everything he’d imagined, but so much better than anything he could have dreamed.

Three more blows fell in quick succession, each one harder than the last. His cries merged together, loud and desperate. He was so close to coming that even a few more spankings would push him over the edge.

Then, Julio was squeezing and playing with his ass again. He heard himself whimpering.

“You may not come. Not until I tell you. Now you have two more spankings.” With no more warning, Julio smacked him again. This one really hurt! He bit his lip, feeling the pain settle into his bones and jolt into his aching cock.

“One more.”

The blow fell like lightning. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Taylor thrashed on Julio’s legs, desperate to escape the pain and get more of it. His cock was jammed so hard into the bed, and his eyes were desperate in the mirror.

Julio soothed the abused skin with soft hands. “So good, baby. So good taking your spankings.” He glowed inside. “Now I’m going to release your hands.”

Taylor whimpered, already regretting the loss. “You don’t, um, have to.”

Julio chuckled, then gave his ass one last slap. It wasn’t as hard as the others had been, more teasing, but the skin was already hot and sensitive. He couldn’t bite back another moan.

“I’ll decide if I have to or not.” With a single tug, he released the knot. Then he released the knot holding the make-shift dress at the back of his neck. Taylor suddenly didn’t want to lose that either, but he knew better than to object.

“Kneel on the bed.”

Taylor pushed up on his arms, his wrists achy, until he was sitting back on his heels.

Julio pulled his hands into his own lap and began rubbing small circles on the reddened skin. It felt heavenly. “How are you doing, babe?”

He hadn’t been expecting a question right now. Were they done? Julio was still fully clothed, and Taylor was aching to come, especially after all of the teasing earlier. “I’m um, fine. Sir.”

“What are you thinking?”

Taylor was pretty sure Julio was expecting a full answer, but he wasn’t sure he could give it. “That was um, really good. Much better than I imagined it would be. I liked… everything.”

He could still feel the sting on his ass where it pressed into his heels.

“What did you like? Tell me.”

Julio was relentless. He was actually going to have to do this. “I liked it when you… dressed me up. I liked being on display for you.”