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‘I’ll make it right,’ Dale said, turning away from Kipp with a look of focus on his face.

Kipp could see that Dale needed the job more than most people. Having spoken to Max, Kipp knew that Dale had arrived back in town under something of a cloud. The last thing that Kipp wanted was to make life harder for Dale than it already had been. But standards had to be maintained, there was no getting around that – and Dale had to show that he was capable of repaying Max’s goodwill and keeping up his diner’s excellent reputation.

With that, Dale scurried back toward the diner and Kipp quietly shut the office door and locked it. He might have appeared calm when he was laying down the law to Dale, but the reality was very different.

Almost without thinking, Kipp unbuttoned his jeans and let them drop to the floor.

His briefs followed soon after.

As Kipp stood in the center of the office with his thick, throbbing cock standing to full attention he realized the true extent of his arousal. Putting Dale in his place and showing him some tough love over his job prospects had allowed Kipp to bring out his Daddy side in a way that he hadn’t experienced for so long.

And judging by the way his cock was bouncing up and down in a state of total arousal, Kipp figured it was probably time to manage that too…

Chapter 7

Dale

Dale woke the next morning with a tingle in his tummy. It might have been the stern dressing down he received from Kipp the previous day, or it might have been the wild, crazy, and totally scandalous dreams he had about him over the course of the night… but whatever it was, Dale was feeling in the mood for some fun.

‘Mmmph,’ Dale gasped, kicking off the duvet and allowing his hands to wander up inside his t-shirt and over his nipples. ‘Sorry Rebel, it’s time for some Dale-only time.’

Dale giggled and swiftly moved Rebel onto the bedside table before resuming his fun. As he took off his t-shirt and pulled on his nipples, Dale immediately felt the desire to reach down and take his tiny briefs off too.

Daddies…

Big, strong, naked Daddies…

But none compare to Daddy Kipp…

Dale’s mind was running wild as he imagined what might have happened had Kipp taken it upon himself to administersome punishment the previous day. In fact, Dale was almost angry with himself that he hadn’t sassed him harder. Had Dale played his cards right, he might have found his bare butt cheeks exposed and at Kipp’s mercy.

Dale giggled and then gasped in the most delightful pleasure-pain as he gave his nipples a long, hard pull. Extending his nipples as far as he could handle, Dale thrust his hard cock upward and then let his ass land down onto the mattress.

It was time to progress things.

Dale whipped off his little briefs in a matter of seconds and found himself running his fingers over the pubic hair above his now throbbing manhood.

‘Bad boys get their butts spanked,’ Dale said, breathlessly teasing his achingly hard cock as he ran his fingers up and down the shaft. ‘Littles must do what their Daddies tell them…’

Dale could easily have grabbed his cock and pumped himself to a hard and fast climax right there and then. He felt so aroused. In fact, Dale couldn’t recall the last time he felt so overcome with horniness. Kipp certainly had a lot to answer for on that score.

But as much as Dale might have wanted to experience a full-on orgasm, he knew that this was something else. There would be no climax for Dale this morning. This was all about bringing himself close to the edge and then backing off. And maybe repeating the process once, twice, or maybe even three times if he was lucky.

One of Dale’s biggest kinks was edging. It involved making himself as hot, horny, and close to climax as possible. But more often than not, there would be no release at the end of it. Therewas something about the denial aspect of edging that truly did it for Dale. And in an ideal world, Dale knew that he would love to be edged over and over again by a dominant, controlling Daddy.

However seeing as it was just Dale in bed that morning, he knew that if he wanted to experience the agony and ecstasy of repeatedly bringing himself close to a butt-clenchingly hard orgasm, then he would need to do it himself.

And with that, Dale reached over and opened his bedside drawer and took out his compact vibrator. With its neon blue shaft and little silver head, it was a perfectly discreet toy that Dale took with him everywhere, just in case the mood took him – and he was certainly in the mood that morning.

Dale duly worked the vibrator over his nipples, down his smoothly defined stomach, and then over his hard, thick dick head as he took himself as close as he could possibly get to orgasm before backing off.

And then again.

And then for one final time too.

‘Phew, I don’t think I could handle another,’ Dale said, giggling and wriggling in bed as he did his best to stave off an orgasm. ‘Breathe. Just breathe…’

Things might not have run exactly to plan since arriving in Eagle Ridge, but suddenly Dale was seeing a way forward. And with the prosect of maybe another round of edging to come after his shift, he had plenty to look forward to.

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