Page 71 of My Family

"Yes, Daddy. I want you to punish me. Please."

Something in his face settles.

Then I hear the chair scrape back.

When I look up, he's sitting with his knees apart, hands resting on his thighs, the chair already in the center of the room.

I know this script by heart.

My palms sweat. My pulse hammers in my ears. My cock throbs, my mouth filling with saliva. I don't know why my brain is so fucked up that it equates pain and humiliation with getting incredibly horny, but here I am.

He looks at me, and I can't hold his gaze for more than a second. My whole body goes hot and cold at the same time.

"Come here."

I'm shivering slightly.

I do.

I stand in front of him, eyes on the floor.

"Why are you here, Liam?"

His voice is calm. I want to hug him, but I stop myself.

"Because I tried to hurt you."

"How?"

"I used Reed to make you jealous." I swallow. "Instead of telling you I was scared and angry."

He nods.

"And were you wrong for being scared?"

I hesitate.

"No?"

"No."

Something inside my chest loosens.

"Were you wrong for missing me?"

"No."

"Were you wrong for being angry that I wasn't there?"

I shake my head.

"No, Daddy."

"So what did you do wrong?"

I take a breath.

"I tried to punish you for it. In a bad way."