Page 35 of Assassin Daddy

Matteo decided to take matters into his own hands and walked into the kitchen first, and then the living room. It was always possible that the Littles were playing an ill-advised game with him as the prime target of their mischief…

‘Kyan! This isn’t amusing,’ Matteo barked, his mind recalling just how explicit his instruction was for Kyan to not leave the house. ‘Come to Daddy. I’ve got a present for you…’

But the continued silence told Matteo that his worst fears were almost certainly true. Kyan had left the house. And not only that, the open door to Matteo’s study told him that the boys had also broken the rules on that front too.

However the main issue by some distance was the fact that Kyan had left the house. Or, worse, had he been taken?

Do I need to call Faustino and Michael?

Fuck. This isn’t what I need.

Did someone wait until I left before taking him?

Matteo’s mind was running wild with the kind of worst case scenarios that felt more like nightmares. A thin line of sweat built on Matteo’s hairline as he paced up and down the grand entrance lobby, desperately trying to focus his mind and think of what his next steps should be.

However just as Matteo was about to call Faustino and Michael, he heard the sound of the front door opening…

‘Kyan…’ Matteo said, a steely calm coming over him as he saw a guilt-ridden Kyan step inside the house, closely followed by Benjamin and Reece.

‘Daddy…’ Kyan said. ‘I… I… we… I can…’

‘Quiet!’ Matteo bellowed, his voice echoing around the high ceilings. ‘Come over here right this second.’

Matteo stood and watched as Kyan scurried over toward him.

With Reece and Benjamin nervously watching on, Matteo took Kyan by his arm and bent him over the back of the nearby armchair.

‘Daddy, please!’ Kyan protested, his voice full of panic. ‘I knew I shouldn’t leave the house. I don’t know why I did it.’

‘But youdiddo it, boy,’ Matteo said, removing Kyan’s long coat and then practically tearing the bottom half of his romper offand taking his briefs with it too. ‘And now your butt cheeks are going to pay the price. And you two boys will stand and watch with your hands on your heads and just be grateful that I’m not spanking your bottoms too.’

‘Yes, sir,’ Benjamin and Reece said in unison, doing precisely as Matteo told them.

‘Kyan, your naked bottom will be paddled in front of both of your friends,’ Matteo barked. ‘And I can only hope you feel suitably ashamed about disobeying me like this. Let this be a lesson to all three of you.’

Matteo reached inside the mahogany chest of drawers and took out a ping pong paddle and wasted no time in bringing it crashing down onto Kyan’s pale left buttock. Seconds later, Matteo crashed the paddle onto Kyan’s right cheek too.

‘Hold still or I’ll start again,’ Matteo warned, one hand pressing down on Kyan’s back to keep him in position. ‘You will apologize for disobeying your Daddy after each and every swat.’

‘Yes, Daddy,’ Kyan cried out, the following four spanks making him squeal in pain and apologize with gusto.

‘Now, two more and we’re done,’ Matteo said, pulling the paddle back as high as he could and bringing down the two hardest, fastest, and most cheek-wobbling swats he had ever delivered.

‘YAAAAAAAAAAWWWWW!’ Kyan hollered. ‘I’m so sorry, Daddy. I really mean it. I promise I’ll never do it again, I promise.’

‘I know you won’t do it again, my darling boy,’ Matteo said, sensing that Kyan had more than learned his lesson. ‘But you understand I had to make sure of that, don’t you?’

‘Yes, sir,’ Kyan answered, now standing upright with his naked lower half and glowing ass cheeks fully on display.

‘And we’re sorry too,’ Benjamin said, his voice quiet and a look of awe in his eyes.

‘We’ll never do anything like that again,’ Reece added, his eyes wide and his jaw agape as he took in the sight of Kyan’s toasted cakes. ‘We’re so sorry, sir. And we’re sorry to you too, Kyan. We messed up.’

‘Yeah, if it wasn’t for us persuading you, you’d never have left the house,’ Benjamin added, his head bowed.

‘It’s okay, guys,’ Kyan said, looking up at Matteo. ‘My Daddy did the right thing.’

Matteo nodded. It was clear that all three boys had learned their lesson and there would be no more impromptu and forbidden trips out of the house. But Matteo could understand why Kyan had been so desperate to leave too – after all, it can’t have been easy for Kyan to know that both of his buddies were living their lives as freely and happily as normal when he was stuck inside and fearing for his future.

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