Page 16 of My Young Mafia Daddy

I could look at Eddie’s delicious cheeks all day, but that’s not the reason we’re in the large rear of my SUV right now.

It’s time to deliver a spanking that this boy won’t forget in a hurry.

‘It’s time, boy,’ I say, raising my hand above my head and holding it there. ‘It’s time to spank your bottomhard.’

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

Alternating between left and right ass cheek, I bring down the opening spanks with a firm, consistent pace.

The sight of Eddie’s cheeks reddening and wobbling as I deliver his first punishment under my hand is something I won’t forget.

‘Awwwww!Awwwww!’ Eddie squeals. ‘More! I need more!’

So the boy thinks he can act tough?

Well, if it’s more spanks he wants, then that’s precisely what he’s going to get – and this next batch will be twice as long and twice as hard too.

CRACK! CRACK!

CRACK! CRACK!

CRACK! CRACK!

CRACK! CRACK!

The rhythm is in place, and despite Eddie’s wriggling and whimpers, I’m not going to stop until I think he has well and truly learned what a spanking from me will be like for him going forward.

‘You’ve got six more, and then we’ll be done,’ I say. ‘Are you sure you can handle it, boy?’

‘Y-y-yes, Daddy,’ Eddie says, his voice quiet but full of determination.

CRACK! CRACK!

CRACK! CRACK!

CRACK! CRACK!

‘And that is just about perfect,’ I say, immediately stroking Eddie’s slightly sweaty hair to let him know that it’s over. ‘Is everything okay?’

‘Yes, Daddy,’ Eddie says, his voice now merely a whisper. ‘Thank you, I really think I needed that.’

‘You’ll be pleased to know that your booty is bright red,’ I say, reaching into the storage cabinet between the front seats and pulling out some extra-soothing cooling cream. ‘And you might also like to know that I’ve never seen a boy take a spanking so well. You did great, baby boy.’

Eddie quietly moans in approval as I work the cooling cream over his flaming hot bottom. His erection disappeared during the height of the spanking, but I can now feel a hint of one coming back as I gently work the cream over Eddie’s hot cheeks.

‘This will help too,’ I say, reaching up and putting on the super-powerful air conditioning system. ‘I’ll even aim the vents directly at your bottom for you.’

‘Thank you, Daddy,’ Eddie says. ‘Are we going back to your place now?’

‘If you want to, I’d love that,’ I reply. ‘And here, I’ve got something else for you too.’

I momentarily adjust my position and lean into the front of the car and pull a dog collar out from the driver’s side compartment.

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