Page 19 of Assassin Daddy

‘Shorts and underpants off,’ Matteo growled, taking total control and yanking down Kyan’s cute shorts and high-cut briefs to reveal two of the most adorably plump but petit butt cheeks he’d ever seen. ‘Now think about what you did and be grateful that your Daddy is such a good spanker.’

Kyan gripped onto the side rails of the carpet and waited for Matteo to bring down the first spank. The sight of his butt cheeks tensing together in readiness for the first thwack was a sight for sore eyes, and Matteo’s cock went from zero to one hundred at lightening speed.

But this wasn’t about sexual gratification.

This was about discipline – and teaching one very irresponsible and disobedient young man that Daddy’s rules were not to be ignored…

THWACK!

THWACK!

‘Naughty boys get spanked,’ Matteo said, watching as Kyan’s delicious cheeks reddened from the opening spanks. ‘You need to learn your lesson. And I’m the Daddy to do it.’

THWACK!

THWACK!

‘Daddy!Owwww!’ Kyan squealed, wriggling on the carpet and grinding his crotch into the stairs in a way that was a little too suspiciously like he was enjoying Matteo’s flat hand crashing down on his buttocks.

‘Don’t worry, there’s plenty more where that came from,’ Matteo barked, wasting no time in continuing the punishment, landing spank after spank and making Kyan’s booty glow.

THWACK!

THWACK!

‘Now have you learned your lesson?’ Matteo asked, noting that Kyan’s wriggling had been replaced by a submissive and quiet acceptance of his discipline.

‘Yes, Matteo,’ Kyan said, his reply quiet and subdued. ‘I’ve learned my lesson.’

‘Good,’ Matteo said, his voice stern but with a hint of appreciation to it too. ‘Now let’s get that little butt nice and cooled down. I’m tough, but I’m fair. You’ll learn that about me, young man.’

‘Y-y-y-yes, sir,’ Kyan answered, turning his head and looking up at Matteo with his beautiful eyes.

Matteo could see that Kyan truly had learned a lesson. And true to his word, Matteo picked Kyan up and cradled him in his arms before walking down the stairs and into the kitchen. There was a pot of cooling cream with Kyan’s name on it in the refrigerator, and Matteo was all set on showing Kyan that while his spanks might have been thunderously hard, he could bring a bit of sunshine in his aftercare to go with it…

Chapter 9

Kyan

‘My butt… stings,’ Kyan said as Matteo carried him into the kitchen and gently placed him down on the polished oak floor. ‘But I think I probably deserved it.’

‘Probably?’ Matteo asked, arching his eyebrow.

‘Definitely,’ Kyan said, covering his tingling cock with both hands as he stood before Matteo.

Kyan felt vulnerable, shy, and thoroughly disciplined.

‘It’s okay, we’ll have your briefs and shorts back up in no time,’ Matteo said, reaching into the refrigerator and pulling out a glass jar of cooling cream. ‘I keep this just in case. Don’t worry, I don’t have a lot of boys round here. Hardly ever, in fact.’

Kyan smiled and turned around without prompting so that his throbbing cheeks were on display and best placed for Matteo to apply the cream.

‘Now, thiswillbe cold,’ Matteo said, his voice calm and nurturing.

‘Oooh! Yes!’ Kyan said, the sensation of the cold cream hitting his hot buns making him grip onto the back of the kitchen chair. ‘Cold… but good.’

Kyan shut his eyes and thought good things as Matteo took his time working the cooling cream over his cheeks. It was clear that Matteo was focused on doing a good job, and Kyan soon found himself relaxing a little as Matteo’s fingers worked their magic.

‘Okay, I think that’s your butt all done,’ Matteo said. ‘Now, tell me, was everything okay with the spanking? I mean, I know it hurt. And even though you didn’t use your safeword, I want to check that you’re okay.’

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