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He went back and forth between each buttock, laying his hand on me like he owned me, and I fucking loved it. It hurt, sure, but not much. And it felt so…deliciously possessive and corrective andyes, Daddy, I deserve a spanking because I’ve been a naughty, naughty boyand I didn’t even know where my mind was going.
He stopped and rested his hand as I tried to scramble my thoughts back together. I panted hard as the sting spread out and warmed me like a small, cozy fire. If this was how it felt overtop of cotton and silk, I wondered what it would be like on my bare skin.
“Have you ever been spanked before, Toby?” he asked suddenly. I felt like we’d been over this, but I couldn’t remember my name right now, let alone a previous conversation.
“Not like this.”
“Explain.”
It was hard to form a coherent thought, even more difficult to form words. But he’d asked me to elaborate.
I craned my neck to look at him. “You think nobody’s given this ass a quick slap? Of course, they have. But nothing like this.” I swallowed thickly and my cock throbbed. “I’ve never been spanked over anyone’s lap like I was a—”
“A what?”
“A…a bad boy. A naughty boy.”
Alastair huffed a laugh.
“Even when you were a kid?”
“Nope. Thank God, because if it felt like this it would have been really fucking embarrassing.”
He laughed harder.
My breath hitched when he tugged the bloomers down, then slipped his fingers under the waistband of the panties and dragged them to my thighs, exposing my skin to the air.
“Oh fuck,” I whispered.
“Not yet,” he said. “You need to be spanked properly, Toby, so that you’ll learn to watch your language. Such a pretty, sweet femme-boy shouldn’t be cursing like a sailor all the time.”
I hoped he was joking, but I ate it up like wanting to behave was my truest desire. I’d honestly do whatever he said if he kept treating me like this.
“Yes, Da— I mean, Yes, Sir.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Nothing, Sir,” I said, my face on fire, making me way too hot all over.
“It sounded like you said something else.”
“Nope.”
“Hmm.”
“I’m ready, Sir,” I said, to distract him.
“We’ll talk about that later. For now, I’m going to spank my sweet slut for cursing and being a brat.”
Yes, yes, yes!
“Okay!” I squeaked.
He brought his hand down on my bare ass. I jerked, moaned then cursed, almost at the same time.
“Shit. Sorry. Oh fuck. Goddammit.”
My face burned with embarrassment.
