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Then I brought my hand down on his ass for the first time, giving him everything he’d been fantasizing about since those crazy old ladies led him down a wonderfully naughty path.
Chapter 14
Payton
Wow.
It hurt
But it didn’t.
Oh, that was…
Random thoughts kept firing faster than I could keep up with them even though Master’s hand came down at a slow, steady rhythm that was almost relaxing. That couldn’t be the right word but the whole experience was crazy, bouncing back and forth between hypnotic and arousing.
And that didn’t even begin to describe what happened to me every time his spank had me rocking my dick against his lap.
“Such a good boy, pet. That’s right. Let me hear how it feels. I’m so proud of you.” Master’s quiet tone and sweet words made it hard for my brain to keep track of what he was actually saying.
Let him hear?
Oh, I was moaning.
And whining.
Shoot. I was loud.
But stopping it seemed to be impossible even if it’d been what I was supposed to do. The sounds just kept escaping with every spank and the way he was praising me wasn’t helping either.
My dick really liked being praised and combining it with the pain from the spanking was fucking confusing.
Part of me remembered that pain wasn’t supposed to be arousing but then another part of me remembered that the internet had explained why that was wrong and then another part of me told the rest to shut up because it was enjoying being turned on.
So I was really glad when the sharp, wonderful flashes of pain brought back the fuzzies that turned the rest of my brain off.
Master knew the best ways to make everything else go away.
Flash.
Heat.
Cock.
Moan.
The cycle ran over and over until the only thing that stayed clear in my head was how hard he was making me and the pleasure in his voice as he told me what a good boy I was.
I liked being his good boy.
I liked being told how happy he was that he found me.
I liked squirming and rubbing my dick against his thighs every time he spanked me.
I really liked being told what a sweet pup I was going to be.
“You’re going to be such a pretty pup.” Master made slow circles over the area he’d just spanked, sending shivers through me as his thumb caressed right around the edge of my hole. “With your red ass, you’re going to look even more incredible than I’d imagined.”
I couldn’t decide if that made me embarrassed or more turned on in general but the images he was putting in my head did crazy things to me.
My pup was going to have a red ass from my spanking.
I’d seen enough pups online to know what that was going to look like and I found myself grinding my dick against Master’s leg as he kept petting me. “Oh, I think you like that idea. Wagging your tail and showing off your pink cheeks…show me what that would look like and I’ll let you hump my thigh, pet. Show me and be my good boy.”
I had a feeling this was more naughty boy behavior than anything a good boy would do, but he sounded like he really wanted it, and I liked making Master happy.
I also liked the idea of getting to come while I was over his lap and getting to suck him off later.
That might earn me another orgasm.
Whining because the image was too sexy to ignore, I lifted my ass up just enough to wag my imaginary tail like the pups had online. My face hurt it was so red but Master squeezed one cheek and made a happy sound that went right to my cock and made it even harder. “Oh, good boy. You’re going to be the best pup ever.”
The pride and excitement in his tone went right through me and made me almost light-headed as the happiness in his voice bounced me between aroused and delighted. I’d made Master happy. He was proud of me. That was really all my body could focus on.
“I’m so proud of you, pet.” Hearing the words again sent a whirl of confusing pleasure through me and my head got even fuzzier.
“You’re going to be such a good pup.” He rewarded me by giving me a few more spanks, alternating between each cheek and making pleased sounds as I gasped and whined. “Such a good boy. Alright, show me how much you like your spanking, pet. Hump my thigh. Show me what a needy boy you are.”
Making Master even happier and doing what he told me to do were the only things my brain seemed to be able to grasp because it was just instinctive to obey him at that point…and the pleasure being obedient gave me reinforced how wonderful it was to be a good boy.
