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He leaned back and folded his arms across his chest, waiting for me to obey.
“Fuck,” I said, moving off him and turning to walk away. I swiveled my hips as I walked, giving him a good view, and feeling better about everything.I bet Alastair never spanked Nigel over his lap.Maybe they’d done much kinkier things together, but notthat.I was willing to bet my new dog collar on it.
Oh…
When I came downstairs, the dog collar was the only thing I was wearing.
Alastair was sitting where I’d left him, with his head bent as he tapped his phone. When he saw me, he smiled. Then his gaze locked on my neck.
“Toby Dunn, what are you wearing around your pretty neck?”
I shivered with the absolute bliss of surprising him.
“A dog collar,” I said.
“Like, an actual collar…for a dog?”
“Yep.” I popped the ‘p’ and touched the collar with my fingertips. “Esther bought it for me.”
“Oh,” he said. His gaze traveled over me, seeing me in all my naked glory, my cock half hard and heavy as I moved forward. By the time I got there, it was standing up and pointing at him.
“After I tried it on in the store,” I explained.
He blinked and smiled, an expression of surprise and unparalleled joy.
“You little exhibitionist, you. How very cheeky.”
I blushed. “We were goofing around.”
“But you liked this one so much you bought it?”
“Well, I was embarrassed to go to the counter. Esther bought it for me.”
“Hmm,” he said, his eyes drinking me in. “Remind me to thank her.”
“Do you like it?” I asked, even though the answer was obvious.
“I fucking love it. Come here.”
“I am here,” I said, suddenly nervous to be spanked.
“Uh-uh. I mean, here, here.” He stretched his legs out and pointed at his lap. “Get your ass over my lap, Mr. Dunn.Now.”
I inhaled a breath of air to steady my nerves. Then I got up on the couch beside Alastair and crawled over his lap like a puppy looking for attention. Maybe the collar was having an effect. I lowered down onto my elbows and surged forward so that my ass was positioned where he needed it.
I groaned as my cock slid over one of his thighs and bumped into the other.
“Oh, God,” Alastair said, his hand smoothing the skin of my ass, squeezing and lifting one side, then the other. “Your ass is like a piece of art.”
I gave him a cheeky look over my shoulder.
“You think I’m joking? I’m serious. I’m gonna get a mold made and put it on a pedestal by the front door.Toby Dunn’s Incredible Ass. Michaelangelo would have used you as a model.”
I squeaked as he ran his thumb along my crease and tickled my testicles. “I’m…really sorry about…before.”
“I know you are. But I think you need a spanking.”
“Of course, you do.”
