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“No more overtime or trying to stay the night in the office.”

Smack! Smack!

“You need to start getting more sleep and eating better.”

Smack! Smack!

“And Papa is going to see that you do.”

The Fox shifted, and Brody knew he was picking up the paddle.

“Right. Two with the paddle.”

Before Brody had really braced, the paddle landed.

Shoot! That hurt!

“No more keeping things from us. I need to know everything in order to take care of you properly.”

With another smack of the paddle, Brody released a shaky breath as several tears fell down his cheeks.

“Good boy,” the Fox told him, rubbing his back. “You took your spanking well.”

He did? At one stage, he’d started kicking his feet, and now he was crying.

“You’re a good boy,” the Fox soothed. “You were trying to do something good. You just forgot to take care of yourself along the way. Something that you do often.”

Yeah. He knew he did that. He’d get focused on something and everything else would fade away. Including eating and getting enough sleep.

“Now, I’m going to put the plug in. Bunny, can you come over here and distract our boy?”

“Yes, Daddy! I thought you’d never ask.”

The Fox helped Brody off his lap. He held Brody’s hips while he steadied himself.

Standing, he drew Brody against him, stroking his back gently. “Good boy. You are doing so well.” The Fox kissed away the remaining tears before dropping his mouth to Brody’s.

He started out slow, then sped things up until Brody was moaning, leaning against him. His traitorous dick had hardened between them.

“Now, I want you to lean over and put your hands on the seat of the chair. Bunny, I want you to suck on our boy’s cock while I feed him the plug. I can see his dick is already excited by that idea.”

“It got excited about you kissing me,” Brody muttered. For the first time since he’d stripped off, he realized he was naked while they were both dressed.

How had he not noticed that?

His hand moved down to cover his dick, but the Fox grabbed it, slapping it slightly.

“Uh-uh. No trying to hide yourself. Get into position.”

Brody shuffled around, then bent over to present his ass. He seemed to do this a lot.

“Can we eat popcorn and butter tomorrow too? And make some more Christmas decorations?” Autumn asked.

“Of course,” the Fox told her.

“Yay! I can make my watermelon lasagna for dinner.”

Yikes. God, that sounded terrible.

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