He took my right wrist in a firm grip, bending my arm at the elbow and pinning my wrist between my shoulder blades.
“Christ,” I murmured, my cock leaking.
“My God, you look so luscious from this angle,” Dinesh said, smoothing his free hand over my backside.“Your arse is as pretty as a ripe peach.And this…” he continued, spreading my cheeks with his fingers and brushing at my hole.“This is the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen.”
I whimpered, my face flushing with the shame, at the same time that my prick jerked in response to those words.I could have rutted against his thigh and spent at that moment, but I knew better.I tried to keep still.
“Aye, Captain.”
He made a satisfied sound deep in his throat.“Good lad.”
He drew his hand back and swatted my arse three times.
I groaned and surged on his lap, my prick rubbing his trousers as I shut my eyes and pursed my lips against more sounds of enjoyment.I clamped down on the urge to spend like my life depended on holding back.
“Captain,” I whispered.“Give me a moment, will you?I’ll finish too soon.”
“Are you that close, Rooster?Already?”
“Aye.”
“A moment, then, but no more.Collect yourself.I cannot resist this lovely arse for long.”
“Thank you, Captain.”
I focused on reigning myself in, holding back from the edge of an embarrassing occurrence that would demonstrate my weakness in the face of his discipline and my inability to follow orders.I didn’t want to disappoint him.
“Better?”he asked after several moments.
“Aye.For now.”
“Well, it’s up to you.I shall do as I please and give you the hiding you deserve.Whatever happens because of that is your lookout.Understand?”
“Aye, Captain.”
He soothed a hand over my backside before resuming his assault, now at a more serious level which hurt, but was a sweet and welcome pain that lifted me out of my confused head.The present moment became all-consuming.
I struggled against his hold and cried out as his discipline became stricter.He knew what he was doing, this man who asked for my obedience and submission and to whom I freely gave my agency.
The desire stayed with me, the need an ever-present counterbalance to the searing burn.A strange thing, this experience of hating and loving something in equal measure.If he hadn’t been restraining me, I might have run.I might not have been able to force myself to withstand the pain.But I didn’t have to, because he kept me over his lap and didn’t permit me escape.I relinquished any thought of getting away, stopped struggling, and gave myself up to his treatment, my cock and arse throbbing in different ways.
By the time he’d finished, my entire body felt aflame, suffused with a heat that throbbed through all my nerves and filled me with a great need that prevented me from speaking.My breaths came in quick pants, my eyes were squeezed shut, and my body was a coiled spring in need of release.
“Up.Now,” Dinesh said, forcing me off his lap and guiding me to stand before him.
I opened my eyes in time to watch him spit in one hand and lift my shirt tails with the other, bunching them in one hand.Before I knew what was happening, he’d wrapped his hand around my prick and started jerking me with quick and rough movements that brought me to completion in a matter of moments.
I cried out, my hand braced on his shoulder, as my cock spurted white seed over the captain’s knuckles.
“Oh yes, my sweet little bird.That’s a good lad.Spend for me.Such a good lad.”
His words sent throbs of exquisite pleasure through me, extending my culmination past the point that the sensations generally would have faded.I stood there, my mouth open, stutters of sounds emitting from my throat as he kept milking more spunk from me until my body became a pile of jelly, and I bade him to stop.
“Please, no more.”
I placed a hand on his to suggest I was serious.
He grinned and made me squirm a moment longer, before releasing me abruptly and bringing his spunk-covered knuckles to his lips.
