Page 119 of Becoming His Perfect Daddy
Cameron’s cheeks turned a bright red as if he really was being told to bare himself to a crowd. It was delicious. “Yes, Daddy.” He hurried over to the chair, placing his hands on either side of the seat to brace himself.
“Arch that back, boy—show us that plug.”
He did as instructed, pushing his gorgeous ass out further. I couldn’t wait to light it up.
I just stared for a minute before retreating to the bedroom for my supplies.
When I returned, Cameron was still in place. I caressed his back gently and said, “Good boy. So good for your Daddy.”
I couldn’t see his face, but I swore I could feel him blush. “Thank you, Daddy.”
Straightening, I set my supplies on the chair in front of him, where I knew he couldn’t miss them. His gasp was thrilling.
“First, I’m going to trade out that plug. It’s so big, it’s got to be getting at least a little uncomfortable, so I’ll give you a smaller one for your spanking. What do you say to that, boy?”
“Thank you, Daddy.” His voice trembled, though, because he recognized that plug. It was the one that vibrated, and I’d already pocketed the remote. We hadn’t gotten to play with it yet. This was gonna be amazing.
I tugged a little at the corded nipple clamps still torturing his nipples. “Then I’ll unclamp those sexy nipples for you. That way, you can show off how red and sensitive they are to everyone here in the club, okay, boy? You’d like to show them off, wouldn’t you?”
He shook before answering. “Yes, Daddy.”
I tapped the last item I’d set on the chair. “Then Daddy’s gonna use this paddle to redden that ass until you can’t sit down for days.”
His voice was small when he spoke. “Are you . . . is that plug going to be vibrating?”
I chuckled, keeping my voice low and dangerous. I hoped. “Oh, yes, boy. The whole time.”
His hands gripped the chair’s seat tighter, his knuckles turning white.
“After we’re done, you’ll stand in the corner with your red ass out to think about what you’ve done and show all the men here how naughty you were. I’ll decide later if the plug will still be vibrating or not.”
Cameron’s sharp inhale made me grin.
But role play or not, I had to check in, so I leaned in close to his ear. “Color, boy?”
His sigh was light and heavenly. “Green, Daddy, so green.”
I chuckled then moved down his body, reaching for the base of the plug in his ass. “Okay, baby, breathe while I take this out.”
His ass released the plug slowly, but I was okay with taking all the time he needed. Building the anticipation for what was coming next was a bonus.
Once the plug was out, I snagged the lube from the coffee table I’d moved off to the side and prepared the vibrating one. It slipped in easily, as it was considerably smaller than the one he’d been wearing for the last hour or so, and it nestled beautifully inside him. I tapped the base once I was finished just to hear that intake of breath.
“Good boy. You took that so well for Daddy.” After setting the old plug on a towel and wiping my hand off with another, I reached into my pocket for the remote. “Still green, baby?”
Cameron nodded, his breathing labored. “Yes, Daddy. Still green.”
Without hesitation, I turned on the plug, quickly cycling through to its most intense setting. Cameron yelped, jolting forward as if trying to get away from the sensation but clearly not succeeding.
I chuckled. “How’s it feel, baby?”
He moaned loudly, indulgently. “Like my ass is going to . . . to . . .” He trailed off, and I saw his body arch before he cried out, tensing. He collapsed to his knees, his upper body wrapped around the chair.
Then he was sobbing. “Oh, Daddy, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to come without permission. I just . . . I’ve never felt anything like that before! It hit me in just the right spot, and . . . I’m . . . I’m so sorry, Daddy!”
I never wanted him to feel as though he’d actually gotten in real trouble when we were playing—our dynamic was supposed to be fun for him and give him what he needed. He couldn’t help this one, and I wasn’t going to punish him for it. So I switched off the plug and dropped to my knees beside him, wrapping an arm around him and whispering soothing words in his ear. “Shh,baby, it’s okay. I’m not going to punish you for this. That was an experiment, something we’d never done before. I wouldn’t expect you not to come when we didn’t know how you’d react to this.”
He sobbed harder, turning into me so I could wrap both arms around him.
