Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 27008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
I wished I could’ve seen how beautiful he looked with my finger barely inside him, but the bubbles teased us both, only letting faint glimpses show through. “Sometimes I’ll hold you like this and get you ready for my cock, but other times when I want to really see how sexy my boy is, I’ll bend you over the tub and take my time. Wouldn’t that be fun?”
His groan said he thought I was either insane or cruel, but he quickly nodded just in case I was serious.
“Such a good boy.” I gave him a tender peck as I slid my finger in deeper. His body was relaxed enough that it wasn’t going to hurt him, even without the lube, but it was enough to have his dick straining up out of the bubbles every time his body rocked.
It was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
This was definitely going to be a do again.
Giving his nipple another rough tweak, I smiled as he gasped and shook. “I’m going to have to remember lube next time. Think about all the fun we could’ve had if I had something slick to make playing with you even easier.”
When he jolted and his dick waved at me again, I decided I might’ve pushed him a bit too close to the edge with that one. Thankfully, he’d managed not to come, but I could feel his body clenching around me as he chased the pleasure he knew was right around the corner.
“I could’ve already had two or even three fingers in you.” I made sure my tone was almost apologetic as I barely fucked him. “But don’t worry, I’ll make sure to have lots of lube on hand for after your spanking, oh, or maybe even during your spanking.”
I went back to rolling his nipple between my fingers as I teased his hole. “What do you think? Could you be a good boy for your spanking if I was stretching your pretty hole?”
“Daddy…” The warning in his voice and the way his entire body seemed to clench had me releasing his nipple and going still until he relaxed against me again. “Oh…Daddy…”
“That’s my sweet boy.” Kissing him again, I eased out of him and went back to slowly caressing his chest and cock. “And once I get you clean, you’re going to get your spanking so that you’ll remember that you always want to be very well behaved and submit so nicely for Daddy.”
His sweet whimper said how glad he was to have a fabulous Daddy like me making sure he wanted to be a good boy.
I was such a wonderful Daddy.
Chapter 8
Joseph
I was struggling to remember why I didn’t want to come, and the way Daddy had started gently rubbing the slick bodywash over me wasn’t helping. Why was coming a bad idea? A small part of my brain was telling me it would be bad. I wanted to be his good boy, so I held back, but the pleasure kept building. By the time he declared me clean, I was shaking and my dick felt like it’d been hard forever.
“Hmm.” As I knelt in the tub, Daddy ran his finger over the tip of my dick again, cleaning away the precum. “I don’t know what I’m going to do with you. I’ll never be able to give you your spanking if you keep getting dirty.”
I couldn’t tell if he was trying to kill me or make sure I never wanted to leave him.
Maybe both?
He’d been edging me for so long, staying completely in the moment was impossible and everything was hazy and almost distant. I’d lost track of how many times he’d brought me right to the precipice before easing back and tenderly caressing me as he held me tight.
The wonderful mix of sensations and emotions he kept flooding through me had subspace right at the edge of my mind. It was a constant fight to push back the wonderfully fuzzy headspace and stay in the moment. I wanted to get my spanking and to come, but the oblivion of subspace was something I hadn’t tasted in ages.
“Come here.” Daddy knelt in front of me in the water, stroking his hands over my face as his wet chest tantalized me and his hard erection made my mouth water. “Spanking time, ketzel.”
The tempting words had my brain reeling with the promise of the aching pleasure and complete submission. “I’ll be good, Daddy.”
I knew in the back of my head that it wasn’t the right answer, but finding a better one was too hard. Daddy’s soft caress and tender smile said he didn’t mind, though. “I know you will, ketzel, and once you’ve been my good boy, do you remember what’s going to happen?”
It would’ve been easier to find the words if he hadn’t expected me to stand at the same time. Somehow, climbing out of the tub took more brainpower than he realized, and I had to fight to grasp the words that kept slipping away.