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‘Okay, Iamsorry,’ Dale said, a wicked smile creeping onto his face. ‘Sorry that you’re such a silly goose with a big butt.’

Dale clearly had no intention of taking Kipp seriously. And the boy would have to learn a lesson.

Without wasting a single second, Kipp took Dale by the hand and marched him outside the bar, into the parking lot, and up into the rear bench seat of his truck.

It was time to give this sassy young man his second spanking of the day…

‘Oweeee!’ Dale protested, wriggling his butt as he lay across Kipp’s lap in the rear of his truck.

‘Stay still and take your medicine,’ Kipp said, hiking Dale’s briefs further up his butt cheeks. ‘You’re getting six hard spanks in total this time. If you hadn’t been spanked this morning, it would be double. Count yourself lucky.’

‘Bleurgh. Whatever,’ Dale said, clearly empowered to sass even harder after his one cocktail.

‘As you wish,’ Kipp retorted, landing spank after spank onto Dale’s delectable rear end. ‘Naughty boys must learn. And this time, you can call me Daddy when I spank you.’

Kipp could hear Dale gasp at the mention of the D-word.

But sure enough, each spank was followed by Dale thanking his Daddy.

It felt great to hear Dale submit to his demands, and even though he had thoroughly deserved his spanking, the fact he was addressing him as Daddy did make Kipp ease off just a little bit.

‘And that is just about… that!’ Kipp said, bringing his hand down for one final spank.

‘Thank you…Daddy,’ Dale said, breathless and immediately reaching around to comfort his red hot butt cheeks.

‘Don’t mention it,’ Kipp chuckled. ‘Now it’s a good job I’ve got some cooling gel in my ice box, isn’t it?’

With that, Kipp reached into the front and took the tube of cooling gel out of his small ice box and applied it to Dale’s cheeks. As he did this, Kipp could sense Dale applying downward pressure onto his legs with his seemingly hard cock. He was evidently enjoying the aftercare. And the truth was that Kipp was too.

We’ve got something.

There’s a spark.

He might drive me crazy, but I’m there for it…

In that moment, Kipp sensed that things might be about to get a lot more complex between him and Dale. There was a heat between them that was going to get more and more difficult to keep a lid on.

‘How about I drive you home?’ Kipp asked, averting his eyes as Dale got off his lap and pulled his briefs out of his butt and hiked his jeans back up. ‘I think you need a good night’s rest and maybe then you might arrive on time for work tomorrow.’

Kipp made his comment with a light touch. The boy had been punished for his lateness that morning, and the matter was over with as far as he was concerned. But that didn’t mean that he could keep on arriving for work as and when he pleased.

‘Thank you, I’d like that,’ Dale said, an innocence in his voice that Kipp hadn’t heard much amongst the jokes and the sass that he’d witnessed up to this point.

Tomorrow would be a new day and a new slate.

And Kipp was determined that Dale was going to fall into line.

The only question was whether Dale was as receptive to his timekeeping demands as he was to having his bottom heated up?

Chapter 9

Dale

Maybe it was his double dose of spankings from the previous day that acted as the supreme motivating factor, but Dale enjoyed his third day of working at The Hot Plate way more than he expected.

After arriving promptly for his shift, Dale got down to work and really went the extra mile to get all of the orders correct, give his best service, and show Kipp that he could be counted on.

There was one problem however… Kipp hadn’t been there to witness any of it.

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