“I was going to put you over the spanking bench, but I think we both need something more personal.” Master released Hank andstepped away to fetch a chair that had been set against the wall. “Come here.” He sat and Hank all but quivered with delight.
He tried to keep his gait smooth, but he was eager for what Master was promising him.
Finally, Hank wasthere, fitting himself over Master’s lap, and it was so good.
“Beautiful,” Master Thomas said, smoothing a hand over Hank’s buttocks.
Hank had to be glowing fromthe praise. “Thank you, Master.”
“I will always tell you when you’ve pleased me,” Master Thomas said.
Hank felt as if his entire body had been filled with helium. It sounded like Master Thomas really did want more than a scene with him. It was almost too good to believe, but Hank was going to grab on to it with both hands.
