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Something else that had him shooting his load without any other kind of touch or assistance.
Nathan didn’t have time to think about it, Ken’s flogging unrelenting, hitting him harder, etching patterns into his skin until Nathan had nothing else to give. His body gave in to the sharp ends of the flogger and the man brandishing it.
He didn’t know how long it lasted, as cliché as it sounded. He knew his body buzzed as his muscles clenched and unclenched. He knew his brain slowed down, and he knew he shouldn’t feel as giddy about what was going on, but he…
He didn’t care.
And it felt good.
Until the whooshes of air alerting him of the next impact stopped coming.
Nathan registered footsteps—Daddy’s—rounding the cross. Then Daddy was tucking two fingers under his chin and forced him to look up.
“High on endorphins yet, brat of mine?”
Hmm… Nathan groaned. That last part had sounded way too good.
“Told. You.” Nathan rasped out, aware of the dopey grin in his face. “I came.”
Ken’s eyes darted downward, to the mess he surely had made of things.
“Believe me, I noticed.” Ken didn’t seem bothered, instead kissing him. “Seems that the Best in Show also gives the best of shows.”
Nathan chortled.
That was corny as fuck.
“I love you, Daddy,” was certainly not the response he’d wanted to give.
It was what came out, though, what made Ken falter in his step for a second too long.
“Feeling’s mutual, boy.”
Nathan would’ve worried, but Ken was kissing his temple, inhaling his scent.
He was too tired to fight him.
“Now let Daddy go grab a wet cloth to clean you up,” he murmured. “I can’t wait to get you to your suite and fuck you like you deserve.”
Nathan grinned. Those words may be even better. “Me neither, Daddy.”
It would just be a matter of whether or not he could stay awake that long.
CHAPTER27
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Ever wondered about those retreats for kinksters? Well, I went to one
By Nathan H.
That’s not really a good title, and my editor is going to hate me for it, probably.Keywords, Nathan.You need to at least mention pet play, Nathan. Thecontestyou fucking won, Nathan.
Did that work? Am I allowed to keep that title now?
Anyway.
The thing is…It was more than an event for pet players. It was more than rolling around as a puppy and fetching toys.
