Page 31 of Taste Me Daddy

The boy needs to listen to me.

Korben knows candy, but I know business.

And I’m not liking his attitude right now…

‘Korben, come and sit with me,’ Michael said, standing up from his desk chair and walking over toward the couch that looked out onto the city below. ‘Let’s try a different approach.’

‘Pffft, I doubt it’ll work,’ Korben said, pouting and seemingly intent on taking his attitude all the way to the absolute limit.

‘We’ll see,’ Michael replied, sitting down on the couch and patting the space next to him. ‘I want this sorted out right here and now.’

Korben duly sat down next to Michael and it was clear from the scowl on his face and his ever-more pouting lips that he was in no mood to listen to his Daddy.

Michael knew that this meant there was only one viable option.

‘Wait, Daddy, what the heck?’ Korben exclaimed, a sudden streak of panic in his voice.

‘You leave me with no other choice,’ Michael said, taking Korben by his hand and firmly placing his across his lap. ‘I don’t try to question your knowledge when it comes to candy. And nor should you question my business acumen.’

‘But-’

‘But nothing,’ Michael barked, unbuckling Korben’s belt and yanking his chinos down to reveal his pastel-green briefs. ‘Your bottom is going to get a spanking now to serve you clear notice as to who is in charge of business matters. Is that understood?’

Korben didn’t respond.

Instead, he simply kicked his feet in protest.

‘I’ll take that as a yes,’ Michael said, knowing that Korben always had his safeword to use should he require it. ‘Now seeing as these briefs are already scandalously high-cut, I’ll simply take them up further instead of pulling them down.’

As Michael pulled the soft, stretchy material of Korben’s briefs higher up between his juicy cheeks, he noticed Korben let out a gasp of pleasure.

But if Korben thought that this was foreplay to some office raunchiness, then he had another thing coming. As far as Michael was concerned, this was a proper spanking – and one that Korben needed in order for his to remember that Korben’s Kandies was a business partnership and not just his pet project…

‘I’m going to give you ten spanks on each cheek,’ Michael barked, relishing the prospect of making it clear that he was to be respected. ‘But I will extend it if I don’t see an improvement in your attitude. Is that understood?’

‘Give me twenty on each cheek for all I care!’ Korben protested, grinding his crotch into the side of Michael’s leg.

‘Be careful what you wish for, boy,’ Michael said. ‘But if it’s twenty spanks you want, then it’s twenty you shall receive!’

With that, Michael set to giving Korben a spanking that he wouldn’t forget in a hurry.

Initially, Korben attempted to retain his defiant and bratty stance. But once the spanks entered double-figures, Michael could see that his message was beginning to hit home.

As Korben’s cheeks reddened, Michael could notice that Korben was kicking less and letting out quiet moans of pain.

‘Now how about showing me just how seriously you’re taking your discipline?’ Michael barked, momentarily pausing on the next flurry of spanks. ‘I want you to thank your Daddy for each one.’

‘Yes, Daddy,’ Korben said, his hands gripping onto the couch’s luxuriously plump cushion.

Michael could see that Korben understood what was going on now and was confident that his message was coming over loud and clear in a way it hadn’t before.

THWACK!

THWACK!

THWACK!

THWACK!

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