“You suck!” I shout, kicking my legs hard against Viktor’s shins and making him tighten his grip around my waist. “You can spank me until the sun comes up. But you’ll still suck!”
“Quiet!” Viktor snaps back, gripping his hand firmly around my neck for a moment. “You will speak when spoken to. You will present your naked bottom for me and receive your punishment. And you will do it in silence!”
With that, I gasp as Viktor releases his grip from around my neck and roughly yanks down my jeans and briefs in one swift motion. Immediately I feel my cheeks flush red as I know my butt is on full display for Viktor and there’s not a thing I can do about it.
I’ve been spanked in clubs before, but this feels so different. And the way my dick is all pressed up against Viktor’s legs is making me feel funny too.
This isn’t roleplay. This is real. And I’ve got a feeling it’s going to hurt…
“Hey, I, I, I think I made a mistake trying to leave,” I say, my mouth running away with me. “I mean, I just wanted to look around the garden. Yeah, that was it. I just wanted to see the lake closer.”
“In the middle of the night?” Viktor growls, evidently not buying my BS for even a single second. “Do not lie to me, boy. Lies mean extra punishment. I’ll have you standing in the corner all night with your nipples in clamps if you keep this up. Now quieten down and prepare yourself.”
But before I have the chance to steady myself, I feel the first spank land cold and hard on my left cheek. Then another on my right. I’m barely able to let out a whelp of pain before Viktor unleashes a volley of spanks that make my cheeks wobble and my cock harden.
“Urgh.Awwww.Jeez,” I say, my mind scrambled as Viktor pauses for a moment, presumably to admire his handiwork. “I can feel your dick, by the way!”
I don’t know what possessed me to say that, but I know one thing for sure… Viktor really isn’t a fan of me talking back.
“Insolent boy,” Viktor roars, immediately launching into a series of spanks where he fires three on each cheek before swapping to the other, and back again. “Now see how much you feel like sassing me, you brat!”
“Owwww!” I holler, my bravado gone and my butt flaming hot. “Please! Please! I’ve learned my lesson. I won’t try and run away again!”
I’m lying, of course.
But I hope that right now it’s convincing enough for Viktor to stop tanning my ass.
“I don’t believe you, boy,” Viktor snarls. “You don’t live my life without being able to see through blatant lies. You’ve got your safeword. Use it. Or don’t. But until then, I’ll be the one who makes the calls here.”
“Owwwwwwwwwww!” I cry, desperation in my voice as I plead. “I promise a million times over. I won’t run away. I’m yours. I’ll be good. I’ll be the most well behaved ever!”
“Keep going,” Viktor says, his spanks suddenly softer, slower, almost tender as I whimper. “You’re nearly there. But I need to be convinced.”
“Y-y-y-you can trust me,” I say, my voice quiet as the soft spanks still sting my throbbing ass cheeks. “I’ll do everything you say. I’ll stay in just my briefs all day, or my pajamas. You know, so I can’t run away. I’ll do anything. You can tie me up, make me wear a teeny-tiny thong…”
I gasp as the words come out of my mouth.
I’m not supposed to be enjoying this.
But the way my cock is throbbing and my chest is heaving tells me otherwise. My heart is racing and the blood is pumping around my body. I’ve never felt a thrill like this before when being spanked, that’s for sure.
“Enough,” Viktor says, continuing his slow, rhythmic spanks but gripping me by the back of my neck once more. “Acting the sexy provocative boy won’t work with me any more than being the innocent remorseful Little will. But whatever. I’m convinced that you’ve learned your lesson. At least enough for now.”
I let out a sigh of relief and gasp as Viktor traces his fingers over my red-hot backside. His touch is ultra soft now, silky, and it makes me grind myself into him once more, unashamedly and full of rock-hard heat.
But before I get too excited, Viktor stands up and hauls me to my feet.
“Come,” Viktor says, his voice low and chilling. “We need to get this ass cooled down before I put you back to bed. For good this time.”
With that, he takes me by the hand and leads me out of the study.
We walk through the hall and over toward the kitchen, my hard cock bobbing embarrassingly in front of me as I walk. We might be headed to the kitchen, but this time I’m not there for toast or any other snack for that matter…
I gasp as Viktor bends me over the kitchen table, my red-hot butt on full display. After being spanked, I should be used to it. But somehow this feels more vulnerable, even more electrically charged.
The cool wood presses against my belly, and I feel utterly exposed—jeans and briefs still tangled around my ankles, cheeks flaming from the spanking. My heart races, a mix of humiliation and that weird, tingling heat that's been building since Viktor first put me over his knee.
I squeeze my eyes shut, expecting...what? More punishment?
