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Benedetto cracks open the door and glances down the hall. Sarah is still selecting tuxedos for me to try on, so there's no one in the hallway. He closes the door.
"You were a naughty little boy." Daddy grabs a fistful of my ass.
I let out a moan as he tears down my shorts, exposing my briefs. "I've been bad, Daddy. Need a spanking."
Benedetto tears my briefs off, ripping them in two. He bends me over his lap and raises his palm.
Smack.
"That's for tempting Daddy in the changing room." He runs his thumb up my crack. "Bad boys need discipline and their Daddies give it to them."
A cry of passion escapes me as I buck on his lap, heat racing through me. My cheeks tingle, and I groan as my dick spurts pre-cum.
"It hurts, Daddy!" I quiver on his knee, shaking like the bad boy I am. "Didn't mean to be bad!"
Benedetto brings his palm down on my ass again.
Swat.
This time, a feeling of pure bliss washes over me. "Oh Daddy!" I throw my head back. "You're making me tingle!"
Benedetto massages my behind. "Too bad, boy. You should've thought about that before you tempted me."
I spasm on his lap, crying out with pure need. Benedetto swats my ass again, making me moan. My delirious moans ricochet down the hallway, but neither of us care. He spanks me until I'm bright red, and I melt on his lap.
My dick is rock hard by the seventh spanking.
"Fuck me, Daddy!" I rub my aching member against his enormous thigh, then hold on to his belly for dear life. "I can't control myself! Put your twelve-inch cock in my ass!"
Benedetto smirks. "Give Daddy a second, boy. Let him get a condom."
That's when a knock on the door distracts us.
"Are you two okay in there?" Sarah's voice is concerned. "I picked out our best tuxedos. But if you need me to return later, I can."
"That's fine, Sarah." Benedetto pulls me off his lap. "Bring them in."
I clear my throat and brush my hair into a respectable style. I tuck my dick into my waistband so Sarah won't see it. But apparently, my stealthiness isn't enough.
She takes one look at me and shakes her head. "You're a bad little boy, aren't you. Your Daddy's going to punish you later."
I let out a groan and bury myself in my palms. "Thank you for the tuxedos." My voice is as timid as a field mouse. "I appreciate it."
Benedetto winks at Sarah. "Are you still giving your dominatrix demonstration at the Little Bunny Club next month?"
"You bet I am." Sarah pretends to crack a whip. "I wouldn't miss it for the world."
The second Sarah leaves, I spin around to face Benedetto. "We’resogoing to that demonstration. Don't even think about leaving me at home."
Benedetto picks up a tuxedo. "It'll be a full house, but I'll see if I can fit you on the guest list."
19
BENEDETTO
Three days later
I pull my leather chair back and settle into my desk. I adjust the framed picture I have of me and Wesley next to my laptop, then brush a speck of dust from the glass.
