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“That is answer enough for me.” Dante lifted Carver and placed him on the bed beside him.

Carver scooted back to the head of the bed when Dante rose.

Instead of coming after Carver like he’d expected, Dante crossed the room and began to undress.

Carver pulled his knees to his chest. “What are you doing?”

“Getting undressed so I can take care of you.” Dante didn’t sound mad.

“Take care of me?” Carver questioned.

“You are worried enough that you are acting out. Even though I don’t agree with putting off your friends, I won’t force you either. You are going to text your friends and assure them that you are unharmed and then I’ll put you over my knee. You can scream and yell or cry. Whatever makes you feel better.”

That wasn’t the worst offer that Carver had ever gotten. It had been years more than Carver wanted to admit since anyone had paddled his ass. Even before Carver was turned it had been hard to find a Daddy who was soft and sweet yet also able to be stern and hold Carver accountable for his actions.

Dante stripped down to his underwear before returning to the bed.

Carver had gotten no further than putting on pants so when Dante grabbed his ankle and pulled him down the bed, it took no time to get Carver naked. Even trying to squirm and wiggle away Carver was no match for his string Daddy.

He was out of breath by the time Dante pulled Carver over his knees with his ass exposed.

“Now remember,” Dante said. “During your spanking you are allowed to scream, yell, cuss, cry, or anything else. I am not mad at you. This is to help you get all those bad feelings out.”

“Okay, Daddy.” Carver needed this.

“First,” Dante said. “Text your friends.”

A phone was shoved in front of his face. Carver had thirteen missed text messages. Ugh, that made him feel even worse.

‘Sorry I didn’t answer. Everything is fine. I’ll explain later.’ Carver hit Send before he could think too much about his words.

‘Are you coming home?’ Owen’s message came back fast.

‘Not tonight. Tomorrow night I promise.’

‘If you’re not here an hour after sundown we’re coming for you.’ Owen replied.

‘Deal.’ Carver couldn’t put his best friends off much longer than that. One night would have to be enough.

‘We love you!’ Kenny’s message made Carver smile.

‘I love you both too.’ Carver sent that then another just as quickly. ‘I’m sorry.’

‘You don’t have to be sorry. Just be careful.’ Owen sent.

‘I will. See you tomorrow.’

‘Good night!’ Kenny responded. ‘Or is it good morning. That’s funny to say.’

Carver chuckled. ‘Night.’

“Now don’t you feel better?” Dante asked as he removed the phone from Carver’s hand and tossed it behind them on the mattress.

“Yes, Daddy.” And he did.

“Your friends care about you. They just want you happy. I can’t believe anyone that you’d call family would turn on you and be angry. It’s all going to be okay.” As Dante spoke, he rubbed over Carver’s ass.

“They’re good people. I think you’ll like them,” Carver said.