Page 62 of Culture and Curiosities
Shaking my head again, I used teasing language that was designed to produce shameful desires.
“This is probably part of the problem with your behavior, but do not worry, you have a very helpful Daddy.”
Ha, politely delivered implied threats produced desire as well.
When the muscles in his opening had relaxed sufficiently, I picked up the plug and added more of the slick substance to it.
“Once we have both your needy openings plugged then I can help you remember your manners.”
With a spanking.
Words were too difficult for Wren’s distracted brain to produce, but he gave me wonderful emotion and images as I slowly pressed the tip of the toy against his body and eased it into him. The mechanics were simple to understand and I took my time rocking it in and out to stretch and pleasure him.
When it was fully in him with his tight muscles clenched around the base to hold it in place, I gave it a pat.
“There we go. Your holes are fully decorated, my pretty boy.”
Happiness and pleasure and a form of what I thought was embarrassed desire were flashing through the bond. He seemed so full it spilled over without him having to think about it and we were both filled with his wonderful emotions as I brought my hand down on his bottom.
He wasn’t projecting how the plug and spanking felt, but there were echoes of it that pushed my desire even higher. The full sensations would have been too much for me to enjoy. I was not as strong as my mate, but the faint feelings and powerful emotions were perfect.
“You are my pretty boy, but my pretty boy was naughty.”
He thoroughly enjoyed being naughty and that came through as he tried to giggle between moans.
“Teasing others and making Merritt laugh.”
My mate was not feeling negative about his behavior and loved the scene and his spanking. His moans and the way he was clenching around the plug made that obvious as well. We would have to explore other ways to actually impact his behavior and not his bottom.
Oops.
Yes. That was the right way to use the odd word.
Spankings were not something that would change his behavior but I was confident I could find other means. Still, it was good to try so I continued the spanking.
“Listening in on others and not paying enough attention to your Daddy.”
Ha.
That was unexpected for him and his body jolted.
“Naughty boy.”
Spanking right over the plug produced wonderful sounds and feelings through our bond, and the soft noises he made around the gag were incredible and made me feel powerful in a new way.
“Do not worry. I will help you in many ways and provide firm and constant reminders about what happens to naughty boys.”
Threatening my mate with vague promises of consequences was never something I would have predicted to be arousing, though nothing about finding my mate had been typical. But considering my love of curious and new things, I should have expected it.
One thing I was expecting was the limit to his self-control and we were rapidly approaching it.
My mate’s sounds grew desperate and his bottom was a beautiful color…and all he was saying in his head were cursing words that should have earned him more spanks.
That would have been a problem in our current situation, however.
Easing back on the spanks and spacing out each impact, I let his desire fade just enough to keep him from orgasming. Being able to sense his thoughts and desires made timing that easier than I had expected, however, I could understand why he had a variety of restraints for penises in his bag.
“I’ll be good, Daddy.”
