My dick throbbed. “I’m sorry.”
“Sorry isn’t good enough,” he growled. “Didn’t I tell you that bad boys get spanked?”
I stifled a moan. My heart continued to pound like a hammer and I found myself wishing desperately that he’d tell me to lay over his knees already.
“Answer me, boy.”
“Y-yes, I’m sorry. I know bad boys get spanked, and I misbehaved anyway. I deserve it.”
His voice was calm but stern as he gestured across his lap. “Then you know what to do. Take off your pants and underwear so I can punish your bare ass.”
I didn’t waste any time obeying his command. I quickly shimmied out of my clothes and kicked them aside before carefully laying across Elijah’s legs. I braced my elbows against the seat of the couch and wiggled my ass against his lap.
“I’m undressed, daddy,” I told him.
He grunted in reply.
The warning came in the form of a light gauging touch. Then the slap came, following by stinging pain and a bloom of pleasure. I moaned. At the same time he slapped my ass, my cock strained and ached, wanting to release so badly.
“You directly disobeyed, so I’m going to spank you one more time,” Elijah stated.
I bit my lip, readying myself for the spike of pain and pleasure. He spanked me again. The intensity of it made me cry out. I barely stopped myself from grinding my cock against his leg.
“Your body is trembling,” he remarked. “Are you enjoying your spanking, boy?”
“Yes, daddy.”
Another slap to my ass. A moan fell from my lips.
“It’s a punishment,” he growled. “Not a reward.”
“I’m sorry,” I whimpered. “I won’t enjoy it anymore, I promise.”
“Is that so?”
The delicious mix of pain and pleasure returned as he slapped my ass cheek hard. With every strike, my cock was pushed against his leg, sending shockwaves of hot arousal through my body.
“Yes, daddy,” I replied in a tiny cracked voice. “I really won’t. It doesn’t feel good at all.”
“Your cock says otherwise,” he murmured.
I froze as Elijah’s other hand touched my side, then trailed down below my stomach to grasp my cock in a tight fist. My breathing sped up. My heart felt like it was going to explode.
“I can’t--”
“Another for lying.”
When he spanked me this time, my resolve shattered. I came hard, harder than I’d ever cum in my life, crying and moaning and kicking my legs. It felt like an eternity passed when the orgasm faded, leaving me teary-eyed and exhausted. I melted into a boneless pile of limbs across the couch and his legs.
Elijah clicked his tongue. “You came without permission, boy.”
I groaned. Just hearing him say those words made my cock twitch again. I wouldn’t get hard again so fast, would I?
I guess I was about to found out, because the next words out of Elijah’s mouth were, “Bend over.”
