Page 46 of Disciplinary Action
Smack.“Say ‘thank you for my spanking, Daddy.’”
Cal’s cock oozed precum at Gideon’s command. “Thank you, Daddy,” Cal murmured, voice thick.
“Get on your knees.”
It took a moment for Cal to process Gideon’s request. He stood on shaky legs before moving to kneel before Gideon. Cal loved being on his knees for his Daddy.
Gideon opened his belt and zipper, releasing his cock, smacking the heavy weight of it against Cal’s face a couple of times, before rubbing the head across his lips. “Show Daddy how grateful you are that he cares enough to punish you.”
Cal lifted a hand to grip Gideon’s cock. “Uh-uh. No hands. Just that pretty fucking mouth.”
Cal’s heartbeat tripped at Gideon’s words, but he opened his mouth, dipping his head to capture Gideon’s thick cock between his swollen lips. It took him a minute to find a rhythm. His head bobbing as he sucked Gideon with sloppy enthusiasm. “That’s it. Suck Daddy’s cock. Show me how grateful you are that I take care of you.”
Cal was grateful, so grateful. He took Gideon deeper with each pass, but Gideon grew impatient, gripping Cal’s hair in his fist, forcing his cock into Cal’s throat just as he had earlier until Cal could feel the kinky curls of Gideon’s pubic hair against his lips. Cal’s throat convulsed around Gideon’s cock. He breathed through his nose, fighting his gag reflex, his fingers spastically gripping at Gideon’s pant legs as his head swam from lack of oxygen. When Gideon released him, Cal fell backwards, saliva coating his chin as fresh tears streamed down his face.
Cal pushed back up on his knees, trying to take Gideon’s cock back into his mouth. “Uh-uh. Open your mouth, stick out your tongue.”
Cal did as Gideon instructed, staring up at Gideon through his lashes. Gideon fisted his cock, working himself hard and fast, his chest rising and falling, muscles of his forearms straining. Cal’s pulse raced. Gideon’s gaze could have melted solid steel. He looked at Cal like he was a sheep and Gideon was a wolf. He looked feral, predatory, bestial. “Fuck, you were born to kneel. You’re so fucking beautiful. So perfect. My good boy.”
Gideon groaned, gripping Cal’s hair as he found his release, cum falling on his face and tongue, before he slipped his cock back in the boy’s mouth. Cal sucked obediently. When Gideon pulled free once more, he smeared his cum over Cal’s skin with his cock. “So pretty,” Gideon murmured.
Cal beamed at Gideon. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“On the bed, hands and knees.” Cal shivered, knowing what came next. Gideon left Cal there to retrieve a towel, placing it between his knees. “Ready, baby?”
Cal nodded, canting his hips towards Gideon. “Yes, Daddy.”
Gideon didn’t work the plug free right away, instead he reached between Cal’s legs, jerking his hard cock just enough to have Cal breathless and moaning. Gideon freed the plug, tossing it to the floor. Cal felt odd, cold and exposed, loose and vulnerable. He could feel Gideon’s cum trickling from his body onto the towel. It was so dirty, and yet, Cal loved it—loved feeling owned and used by Gideon. His boy. His perfect boy.
He cried out as Gideon pushed three fingers into him. “So sloppy. Such a dirty little whore for Daddy. You like being full of my cum? You like when Daddy breeds this slutty little hole?”
Cal’s moan was obscene, and he spread his legs, canting his hips back to fuck himself on Gideon’s fingers. “Yes, Daddy.”
Gideon’s fingers made a filthy squelching noise as they moved in and out of him, his knuckles brushing against Cal’s prostate and sending little bursts of ecstasy throughout his body.
“Touch yourself. Jerk yourself off while you fuck yourself on my fingers. Show Daddy what a good little whore you can be for me.”
Cal needed little other incentive. He licked his hand, eyes rolling with pleasure as he jerked himself, rocking himself back on Gideon’s fingers. “Daddy,” he whined, thrusting back harder. “Fuck, Daddy. You feel so good. So good. It’s like you’re still inside me.”
Cal was babbling, but he didn’t care. He was lost in a tide of bliss, waves of euphoria threatening to pull him under.
“Mm, that’s it, dirty boy. That’s it. If you want to come, you’ll have to do it yourself. Come on. Show Daddy how bad you want it.”
Cal made a noise of frustration, his fingers curling into the comforter, working himself faster until it was just this side of painful. “Can I come Daddy? Please? Please? Please?” he cried, not caring if he sounded desperate or stupid, too close to be embarrassed.
“Yes, baby. Come for me.”
Cal sobbed in relief, pumping three more times, before his orgasm slammed into him and everything went dark. When he opened his eyes again, his head rested on Gideon’s thigh. He blinked heavy lids at him. “What happened?”
“You blacked out for a minute,” Gideon said, amused.
Cal’s answering smile quickly morphed into a jaw-cracking yawn. “Wow. That was hot.”
“So hot you’re yawning,” Gideon said around a chuckle. “Come on, let’s take a bath and then I’ll teach you how to cook something simple and healthy for dinner.”
“I can’t move. You have ruined me. Go on without me,” Cal cried dramatically. Gideon rolled his eyes, dragging Cal closer by the ankle before scooping him up into a bridal carry. “I could get used to this.”
“Get used to what?”
