Page 2 of Now and Forever

As soon as they crossed the threshold of the room, Daddy let him go. “Strip.”

Seth set about his task with no hesitation. It pleased Daddy when he obeyed easily and quickly. He also figured he was right about the plug. The cage was already on, the light one, but Seth thought Daddy might switch it out with the metal cage. That one always grabbed Seth’s attention in a flash.

“Good job, baby. But you’re hunched in on yourself a bit.” Daddy gave him a soft smile as Seth straightened. “That’s it. You have every right to be proud of what a handsome and sexy man you are.”

The praise from Daddy had gotten easier to accept over time, but the heat would always fill his cheeks, regardless.

“Thank you, Daddy.”

He was careful to keep his hands at his side, but when Daddy’s eyes lowered, Seth tracked his gaze and realized his leg was jiggling again. He sighed in defeat. How was heevergoing to make it through this trip?

“Come here, boy. I need that cage off you.”

Seth hesitated for only a second before following Daddy’s instructions. It wasn’t time to unlock the cage yet, so what was going on?

Once Daddy had finished his task, he peered up at Seth. “Over my lap, boy.” Daddy’s voice became firm again. “Now.”

Seth blinked several times. He’d already had his morning spanking. It was how they began every day, was part of his morning discipline. Spanking, cage, workout, breakfast. On occasion, they’d skip the workout and take a walk after they ate. Or maybe they’d stay in bed on a Sunday and eat in there, share blowjobs and a cuddle. But the spanking was every day and it wasalwaysin the morning.

“Am I in trouble?”

He’d never been physically punished before. Daddy didn’t believe in it. He might not get something he was hoping to have—like a morning blowjob—but he’d never been spanked for misbehaving. And even then, Daddy didn’t tell him he was mad or had done something wrong. Instead, he would tell Seth he knew he could do better.

“Have you ever been in trouble? Have I ever told you I was disappointed or angry with you?”

Seth chewed on his bottom lip. “No… But I’ve never had a spanking at night before, so I must’ve made you angry.”

“Do you trust me?” Daddy gazed up at him expectantly.

Seth nodded.

“I need to hear you say it out loud, baby boy.”

“I trust you, Daddy.”

One corner of Daddy’s lips twitched, as if he were about to smile, but his expression remained resolute. “Then over my lap. Now.”

Seth sucked in a deep breath then draped over Daddy’s legs in the familiar position. Ass up, cock between Daddy’s thighs and his palms flat on the carpet to steady himself. Daddy laid one hand on his lower back to keep him in place, then used the other to caress Seth’s ass in the soothing gesture that was always the precursor to his discipline.

“I want you to count like usual. And remember to use the word ‘red’ if you have to. You won’t be letting me down, understand?”

Seth drew his eyebrows together. Daddy hadn’t reminded him about that word in a very long time. “I’ll remember.”

“Good. I’m starting now.”

Seth gasped at the first hard smack on one cheek. That was always the toughest one. “One.”

Daddy’s palm landed on the other cheek with the same force.

“Two.”

He repeated the actions as Seth counted. So far, nothing seemed different than their usual routine. Then the next slap was much harder.

“Five?”

Seth’s voice trembled. Maybe he really was in trouble after all. Maybe Daddy would cancel the whole trip because he was secretly ashamed of him and didn’t want his parents to meet him.

“Six!”

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