Page 47 of Spider Demon's Kiss

“Your punishment is that you must choose.”

I saw that he was getting it. If he were good, he might have gotten both. But because he had disobeyed me, he could only have one never knowing what he had passed up.

“Please, Sir, may I have both.”

“I said choose! …Or you will get none.”

It was only then that he looked at me, lust and fear shining in his eyes. Hurrying to the dresser he looked down at them.

“May I touch them, Sir?”

“No,” I said furthering his punishment. “Choose.”

Hovering his hands over the two, he shook with desire.

“I said choose!”

“The flog,” he spat pining over what he had chosen.

“Very well,” I said removing the crop and placing it in the drawer.

His desire had weakened him. Seeing it made my cock pulse. My wolf wanted him so badly that it tore at my insides fighting to get out. But I was the one who had to teach Kuroi a lesson.

“Strip,” I told him, my heart pounding at the thought of him.

Without hesitation, Kuroi turned to me and slowly lowered his robe. He was naked underneath. His lean lines were highlighted by taught muscles. He was more beautiful than any statue. My skin tingled at the sight of him.

More than that, his generous cock was hard. Shaved to almost nothing, it stood out. I wanted to feel it in my hands. I wanted to caress his small balls. The thought of it overwhelmed me.

Gathering myself and my wolf, I pulled two handcuffs out of another drawer. Placing them on the dresser next to the flog, I addressed him.

“Cuff one to either hand.”

He did without hesitation. With both secured, he looked up at me with desire.

“Now, follow me,” I told him grabbing the flog and crossing into the living room to the balcony’s sliding glass door.

With him waiting, I lowered the lights behind us. With the city lights brightening in front of us, I led him to the railing and told him to grip it. Obeying, he parted his lips struggling for breath.

I imagined what he felt as the cool night air caressed his sweat-kissed skin. And pressing my robe-covered hard cock against him as I leaned around him, I said, “Now anyonewatching will see what happens when you disobey me,” I told him as I handcuffed him to the railing.

“Yes, Sir. Please teach me how to obey.”

“I will teach you how to obey,” I whispered in his ear as he whimpered from the heat.

Leaving him shivering, I stepped back and lit him up. When the leather strands touched his ass, his head whipped back. I hadn’t shown him mercy.

“Thank you, Sir,” he purred.

Hearing that, I stroked him again. His body shivered as his bare ass slowly striped red. Brushing his marked spots with the leather, I waited for him to relax before striping him again. When his body contracted, my cock flinched.

“More, Sir,” he begged.

I swiped him again and again, turned on more each time. When I lowered my aim to the back of his legs, he groaned. He hadn’t been ready for it. And when his legs started dancing, I lost control. Striking him harder and harder, I finally grabbed his curled chest, nipped his ear, and found his hole with the tip of my cock.

“Yes?” I moaned.

“Yes,” he begged.

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