Corey's shoulders sagged. “Oh yeah. What are you going to do to me?”
I scraped the edges of the bowl clean before feeding him the last bite. The spoon rattled when I
set the bowl back on the side table. Normally, I would wait until his stomach settled a bit before
doing anything like this, but time was running out, and I still wanted to reward my boy. Because I had
no doubt that he would make me proud.
“Don’t worry, baby. I won’t do anything too harsh this time.” I ran my hand from his knee up to his
hip, digging my fingertips into his side. “In fact, because I know it was an accident, I thought maybe I
would give you something you want, too.”
“A spanking?” He practically bounced on my lap and his eyes sparkled.
“Do you want that?” I slid my hand around to cup his ass, sliding my fingers along the elastic
waistband. “You want Daddy to warm your pretty little backside to remind you to be good?”
Corey nodded quickly, the same way any excited little wood when they knew they were about to
get something they wanted.
“It’s going to hurt,” I reminded him. “Every time you move today, you’re going to feel what I did
to you.”
“Well, duh. It’s not supposed to feel good,” Corey scoffed. “And knowing it’s going to sting all
day only makes me want it more. It’ll be a good reminder that this wasn’t all a dream.”
“Definitely not a dream. And on the contrary, sometimes it can feelverygood,” I told him. “If you
like this spanking, maybe the next time we get to spend the night together, I’ll show you just how good
a pleasure spanking can be.”
“But not this time?”
“No, sweetheart. This time, Daddy needs to remind you why you should always follow the rules.”
“Rules are dumb,” Corey muttered under his breath, stiffening when he realized he’d said that out
loud. “I mean… Man, I’m going to get myself in so much trouble.”
“Maybe.” I shrugged. “But I think you’ll learn that’s half the fun. There’s a big difference between
getting in trouble and making me angry,” I explained. “The rules are in place for your benefit as much
as mine. They help both of us have expectations and they allow me to take care of you even when we
aren’t together.”
As I continued explaining what rules and structure meant to me as a Daddy, I continued lightly
rubbing Corey’s legs. He was hard again, leaking enough there was a wet spot on the front of the light
