Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 68424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
His hard cock and wobbly legs seemed to indicate it wouldn’t be easy, but his struggle would be beautiful to watch.
“I will, Sir.” Ian took a deep breath but moaned again as my finger accidentally stroked along the center of his ass and grazed his hole. “I…I will…”
“You’re such a good boy.” Giving his ass one more pat, I kissed his head and decided we’d gotten a bit distracted. “Let’s get you ready for your spanking.”
He gave me a nod, but the slightly dazed look as he straightened said he wasn’t completely in the moment any longer. “Yes…I…Yes, Sir.”
God, he was so sweet.
I gave him a faint kiss as I eased his shorts down just low enough for gravity to handle the rest. “Good boy.”
That didn’t help his ability to think, but his cock seemed to like it because it jerked as I pulled them down, catching on his erection. “It’s trying to play tug-of-war with me.”
The slight teasing had him blushing, and as the briefs finally slid down his legs, I gave his cock a firm stroke. “That’s much better. Now I can see how sexy you are. Yes, we’re going to find you something pretty to work out in.”
It seemed to be just enough teasing that his brain took the idea and ran with it because he whimpered again and tried to step closer. “No, let’s get you ready first. I want to see your sexy body stretched out over my lap when I spank you.”
And we’d definitely get distracted if he rubbed against me right now.
I was patient, but I wasn’t a saint.
“Yes…” Ian was back to nodding as I caressed his dick again, soft and slow. “Thank you.”
I wasn’t sure it was a well-thought-out response, but it was positive and wasn’t a safeword, so I didn’t worry. I did, however, give him another peck and a pat on his dick. “Good boy. Now hands up.”
He obeyed, but my fingers trailing up his chest and dragging the shirt over his head had his cock bobbing and silently begging for attention.
So, of course, as a good Dom, I had to give it what it wanted.
As I let his shirt fall to the floor, I wrapped my fingers around his hard length and gave it a tug. “Come here, good boy. Let’s get that ass nice and pretty so you remember how important you are.”
Keeping him on a short leash, I led him over to the bed while he did his best to make his feet obey. It was touch and go for a moment…or maybe stroke and go…but he managed to walk and not come. I was very proud of him and it was another moment I was going to have to make sure to tell Bishop about in thorough detail.
And to make sure Ian knew what a good boy he was, I explained it to him as I ran my thumb over the head of his dick to get his attention. “I can’t wait to tell your Daddy what a good boy you were to walk with me and follow me so politely.”
His cock throbbed in my hand as we stopped at the bed, and I kept my hand very still so I wouldn’t push him over the edge. After a moment, he swallowed and nodded, barely getting out a coherent response. “Yes, you…you said you’d tell him everything.”
“That’s right.” Still holding his sexy handle, I nodded. “And I’m going to make sure I talk to him about getting you a leash too. It would be so wonderful to have my pup and my boy leashed for me.”
It was almost too much.
I wasn’t sure if it was my touch or if he had a damned good imagination, but he slammed his eyes shut and started going through the ABCs backward.
Oops.
After a few letters, I released his dick and just let him get control, wondering if he could do that trick when he wasn’t sober. A handful more and he took a deep breath, peeking his eyes open. “Sorry.”
Shaking my head, I leaned in and gave him a soft kiss. “No, you did very good, cutie. I’m very proud of you.”
And I was going to remember how well he responded to that fantasy once he’d earned his orgasm.
“I…” He blinked, swallowing and giving his head a shake before he managed to finish the sentence. “Thank you, Sir.”
It was technically a sentence, so I gave him another peck, keeping well clear of his erection and anything that could potentially be orgasmic when touched. “Good boy.”
Since it looked like all I would get was sweet thank yous from the sexy boy, I sat down on the bed and didn’t wait for a response. His brain was taking a while to process, so he seemed startled when I settled back against the headboard and gave the mattress a pat.