Page 33 of Lost Boy

“Let’s get you dressed now.”

“K Daddy.”

He then started back toward the bedroom when Mitch stopped.

“Daddy?”

“Yes, boy?”

“My paci?”

“I have one for you,” Byron told him.

Mitch shook his head. “My paci. Pocket.”

“Your paci is in your pocket?”

Mitch nodded his eyes going to the pile of clothing.

Byron went back over and went through the pockets until he found the Transformer pacifier. He took it to the sink and washed it off before returning to Mitch. He didn’t give it to his boy right away though.

Leading Mitch into the bedroom Byron sat on the bed.

“I want to help you,” Byron said.

Mitch nodded.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes.” Mitch’s eyes were wide. He looked like he was just done for the day.

“I’m going to give you the paci and you’ll do everything I say.”

“Yes, I promise.”

“And what do you need to stop it?”

“Hold up two fingers.”

“Good boy.” Byron held up the pacifier for Mitch.

Mitch immediately opened for it.

Once his boy was sucking on his pacifier, his shoulders relaxing, Mitch peered at him.

“I want you to lay over my lap.” Byron patted his legs. “I’m going to remind you that you belong to me. I own you. You don’t have to worry about anything because Daddy is here.”

Byron expected Mitch to balk. It was one thing to get a spanking during foreplay or sex. But Mitch needed the firm hand so he could let go. Mitch surprised him by eagerly climbing up onto the mattress and laying out on Byron’s legs. His cute little butt in the air.

Byron rubbed his hand over Mitch’s cheeks. “You are not in trouble. You did nothing wrong. Daddy is going to warm up your bottom so you can feel that I’m right here with you. I see you. You are my good boy.”

Mitch nodded as he laid his head on the mattress.

The first strike had Mitch jumping but he quickly settled back down.

Byron smacked the other cheek.

Mitch moaned. It wasn’t from pain.

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