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“Good. See? You can be a good boy. We needed more of that earlier, didn’t we?” Carter opens his mouth, then closes it and growls. Asshole almost tricked him into talking. “Now, as your dom, I get to decide when you’re punished for breaking a rule versus when I let it slide. I let it slide earlier. But I should have explained that better and made sure you understood that I wasn’t ignoring or not caring about the rule, I was just forgiving you for breaking it and moving on. That’s on me, do you understand?”
Carter frowns, and slightly glares, at him.
Travis smirks.
Asshole, asshole, asshole.
“You can answer me.”
“Yes.”
“Try that again?”
Carter takes a deep breath. Is he still mad? He feels a little mad. Like he got… jipped or something. Like this explanation and apology is nice, but it’s not fixing that hole that’s been growing in his chest since the hallway.
He could say yes, sir.
But he’s just so… wrong inside about all of this.
Maybe it’s not the sir part he should worry about.
Maybe it’s the yes.
“No, sir.”
Travis arches an eyebrow. “No, you don’t want to try again?”
“No, I don’t understand.” He looks down at his knees, picking at lint that’s not really there. Then he remembers and quickly adds, “Sir.”
“Oh.” Travis shifts on the bed, but Carter keeps his focus on his knees. If he looks at his knees, he definitely won’t cry. “Can you explain to me which part you need to talk more about?”
“Um. Like, I get what you’re saying, and it makes sense in my head, but I still feel… wrong, sir. Like something is… missing, I guess? Something isn’t right.”
Carter startles when he feels Travis’s hand on his head but relaxes as familiar fingers start carding through his hair. He’s still only looking at his knees though. “You need to be punished, don’t you, sweetheart?”
“I’m not asking you to punish me, sir,” Carter whispers, mortified at the mere thought. Who wants to be punished? “I don’t want to be punished, sir.”
“I’m not talking about what you want. I’m talking about what you need. It isn’t enough that I’m telling you why I let it slide. You don’t want me letting it slide at all, your submissive side doesn’t like it, it needs me to give you what I promised I would when I set that rule. You need to be punished. At least this time. At least until you can trust that this dynamic is real.”
Carter swallows hard. Then, even though he hates it, he forces himself to look up at Travis. At his sir. His heart feels like it’s buried in his throat. He sounds awful when he croaks, “I think so, yes, sir. I – I need to be punished.”
“Then you will be.” Sir smiles. It’s surprisingly warm. Kind. Loving. It settles something inside of Carter, just a little. “But it was a small infraction, and I think you’ve done a lot of punishing yourself in the past hour, so I’m only going to give you a quick spanking. Then we’re going to rejoin our new friends - who I think we’re going to really fucking like, by the way - and have a nice night. Okay?”
Carter nearly sobs in relief. “Yes, sir. Thank you.”
“Good.” He stands, stepping to the side, and points to the bed. “Pants and underwear around your ankles, bent over the bed, now.”
Anticipation thrums through Carter’s body, but it’s not accompanied by any hesitation. He’s in position within seconds. It earns him a low hum and a, “Good boy.” It also earns him one of sir’s hands slowly stroking his right ass cheek. The other hand comes in, squeezing his left cheek a little. Then they spread his ass cheeks apart and cold air touches Carter’s hole. He sucks in a sharp breath that makes sir chuckle. “My needy little hole. I’ll fill this up later if you’re a good boy for the rest of our night. Would you like that, sweetheart?”
“Yes, sir. Want that.”
“Good.” Sir releases his cheeks, pulling his hands back. Carter holds his breath and tenses.
But nothing happens.
He waits.
And waits.
