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"We could just shove everything onto the floor. I'll clean tomorrow."
"No," Travis says, a plan forming. "You'll clean this tonight. In a minute, in fact."
Carter huffs. "Sir-"
"Not another word, unless it's a color. Nod if you understand."
The boy parts his lips, about to argue, but then clamps them shut and nods. Smart boy.
"Bend over your mattress."
Carter doesn't hesitate, walking over to his bed and bending over the edge. He startles when he hears the clang of Travis's belt buckle. His blue eyes are wide and nervous when he chances a look over his shoulder. "S-sir?"
Travis slaps the belt across the boy's ass, ignoring his gasp of surprised pain. "No speaking unless it's a color. What is your color?"
Carter swallows hard, then turns his face into the mattress and shudders. "Green, sir…"
"Good. Now, I'm going to punish you for delaying my evening by making such a mess," Travis says, stepping closer so the belt will hurt even worse the next time it lands. "And you're going to be a good boy and take it."
He brings the belt down again, letting himself put more power than usual into the hit since he kept Carter's jeans on. He can't wait to make the boy clean this room while wearing the tight, scratchy denim. It's going to make him fucking miserable. He'll be a begging mess by the end of it, ready to sink right into submission.
After a few more warm-up hits, he really starts to let loose, not letting up until Carter starts to thrash on the bed.
"Good boy," he murmurs, dragging the belt teasingly across the boy's sore ass. Carter whimpers. It's such a lovely sound. "You take sir's belt so well, don't you, sweetheart?"
All he gets in response is a soft whine. Travis chuckles, his cock hard and aching in his pants. "Not as good as you'll take my cock though, isn't that right?"
Carter cants his hips as if he can take the cock right now. Travis has a feeling the boy isn't even aware of the movement.
"Color?"
"Green, sir."
"Few more kisses from the belt then, I think," Travis muses.
Carter presses his face harder into the blanket and sobs. Travis grins, bringing the belt down even harder than before.
After three strikes, Carter deflates against the mattress.
Travis gives him seven more to make it an even ten. Then he drops his belt and takes a seat on the messy bed beside his boy. Carter sobs hard as he's pulled into Travis's lap, probably because of how it hurts his ass. Travis lets himself enjoy the moment as he wipes tears away and tells Carter over and over how good he did.
Once he has Carter calmed down, the boy hard in his tight jeans and sniffling pathetically, he breaks the bad news. "Now clean your room."
Carter goes rigid in his arms, then whines, "Sir."
"Do you want the belt again?"
"No…"
"Try that again."
"No, sir."
"Then get moving. I'm going to go get you some water. When I get back, you better have your clothes folded. I won't make you put them away. Just fold everything and put them in neat piles along the wall for now."
The boy squirms in his lap, hissing when it makes his jeans rub against his ass. "C-can I do it naked, sir?"
Travis chuckles darkly. "No."
