Page 27 of Love Me, Daddy
“I don’t want to take advantage of what you have here. I don’t have a job, so won’t be able to contribute to the bills. I can’t cook, so can’t help with it. I could clean but have never had to.” Nathan felt like a failure in life.
“Nathan, look at me.” Loren’s voice brooked no argument. “You don’thaveto do anything. But,” he continued when he saw Nathan was going to interrupt, “if you want to work, I can help you. What would you like to do?”
Nathan blinked at him. He hadn’t thought about what he’d wanted to do for many years. He’d always thought about the things he would beableto do rather than what hewantedto do. Back when he was a teenager living at home, he had been good at school, and he’d wanted to do something to keep him interested. The only subject had been was mathematics. He’d planned on going to college in a mathematical field and seeing what jobs came up. But when he got kicked out, college went out of the window.
“I like maths, although I haven’t done anything with it for years, it was something that interested me at school. I can add in my head quickly. I did it a lot when I went shopping for food to make sure I didn’t go over what money I had.”
“Budgeting, that’s good. Anything else?”
“I didn’t have any huge issues with schoolwork, but maths always held my attention.” Loren chuckled. “What?”
“A man after my own heart.”
Nathan snorted, realising, stupidly, Loren was right, being an accountant dealt with a lot of maths. “Yeah. I never thought about it before.”
They were quiet for a moment, then Loren started talking, “If maths is what you’re interested in, I can teach you what I know. You can see whether accounting is something you might enjoy. If not, we can search for other job opportunities and see what is needed for them. You have a lot of options open to you, Nate, and I will be more than happy to help you if you want me to.”
Nathan felt the prick of tears again but pushed it back. He crawled into Loren’s lap, straddling his lap and burrowing his head into Loren’s neck. “I’d love that,” he whispered against his skin.
Loren rubbed a hand up and down his spine. “Would you like to stay?”
Nathan held him tighter. “Yes, please, Daddy.” He felt a whoosh of air leave Loren’s body, and Loren’s arms coming around him to hold him as tightly as he held Loren.
“Thank you,” Loren mumbled.
They stayed wrapped together for a while, and Nathan could feel himself becoming sleepy again, until Loren patted his ass.
“Time for your punishment, boy.”
Nathan tensed but pulled away, resigned to his fate. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Stand up.” Nathan did reluctantly and watched as Loren moved to an armchair. “Joggers off and lay over my lap.”
Nathan swallowed, briefly hesitated, then dropped his joggers and trailed over. He leaned his stomach on Loren’s thighs, his head and arms down.
“Move up a bit.” Nathan was shifted into position by warm, strong hands, his head closer to the ground, his ass higher in the air. Not the most comfortable of positions, but that was the point. Loren smoothed a hand over his ass, and Nathan arched against him. “No moving. Your punishment is ten smacks. They will not be pleasant. They will hurt, but you will learn your lesson. And next time, we can do this for fun instead. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy,” Nathan replied with a tremor in his voice.
“Good.” Loren slid his hand across his skin again. The heat left briefly. A sharp pain spread from the base of his ass outwards as Loren’s palm connected. No soothing this time. Nine rapid successive smacks were administered, bringing tears to Nathan’s eyes, but once the tenth was finished, a hand soothed his skin once more. “Well done, sweet boy. Well done.”
Loren assisted Nathan to rise, the blood rushing from his head, making him dizzy. He stumbled, and Loren helped him lie on the sofa. Once he was settled, Loren disappeared for a moment, returning with a drink.
“Drink this.” Loren took it from him once he’d finished and brushed his fingers through Nathan’s hair again. “You did so well, Nathan. You’re such a good boy for me.”
Pleasure spread through Nathan’s system; he had pleased his Daddy. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“Rest there for a bit while I clean the kitchen.” Loren pressed a kiss to Nathan’s lips and drifted away.
Despite the sting in his ass, Nathan was relaxed and content, a feeling he hadn’t felt for a long time.
He awoke warm and sleepy. A blanket was spread over him, and although he was naked from the waist down beneath it, he was toasty. He kept his eyes closed, relaxed as he was, but listened for sounds around him. There were repeated tapping and clicking noises which he eventually identified as typing and mouse buttons, and it came from the direction of the kitchen. He assumed Loren was working. Nathan blinked open his eyes, not wanting to emerge from his sleepy cocoon.
He snuggled deeper, wincing when his ass protested but smiling all the same. When his bladder wouldn’t hold any longer, he untangled himself, standing immediately to not put pressure on his no doubt red ass and pulled on his joggers to visit the downstairs bathroom.
Studying himself in the mirror as he washed his hands, Nathan saw a brightness to his eyes he hadn’t seen for a while, and he had Loren to thank for it. Thinking of Loren had Nathan seeking him out.
“Hello, Nate. Did you have a nice sleep?” Loren’s gaze met his as he stopped his work.
