Page 74 of Puck Me Back to Life

“Ow, ow,” he whimpers.

But he doesn't say red.

“You're doing such a good job, Kai.” I stand up, helping him pull off his shirt. “Move up on the bed and lie on your stomach.”

Kai gets on his hands and knees and crawls up my mattress closer to the headboard. Fuck, he looks beautifully pathetic. His eyes are red, rimmed with tears, black t-shirt finally gone to reveal his sculpted skin and straining dick.

He whimpers as he lies down. “Ash.”

I've never struggled with punishment before. In fact, I thrive in it. But something about Kai Hayes makes me want to worship his body and skip to the feverish fucking.

I walk to my headboard, flipping down the hidden metal links screwed into the wood. “Kai, you ran out on after care even though I told you to stay.”

He doesn't meet my eyes, looking everywhere else except me.

“Look. At. Me.” My voice is low and dangerous.

Kai's glassy eyes finally meet mine, heavy with lust and fear. I smile as I tighten the knot around the metal loop.

I trace the soft black rope back to Kai, wrapping it around one of his wrists. “You will be receiving your punishment.”

I move to his next wrist. “If you take it well, you will be rewarded. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

I finish restraining him to the bed, admiring his lush, tanned skin against my sheets.

“Get on your knees, ass in the air,” I direct.

Kai moves slowly; the butt plug now fully relaxed within him.

I start undoing my belt, pulling it from my loops. “You are going to receive five lashings. If you cry out, we start over. You must count after each one. Do you know your safe word?”

I need to remind him. Just in case he wants out. Just in case he doesn't want this. Doesn't want me. Because I can't stand that he walked out on me, and I want him never to do it again. I know he might not want that. So I remind him of the safe words once more.

“Yes, sir.”

My cock presses so hard against my pants, I undo the button to give me some relief.

I fold the belt in my hand and strike it against his ass.

“Ah! Shit!” Kai gasps, pulling at his restraints.

My hand drags up his thigh. “Remember, you cannot cry out. Start over.”

Kai pants, a small sob building in his chest. I let him ready himself before I strike again.

He flinches away, grasping the ropes in his hands. “O-one.”

I strike again.

He hums a low sound. “Two.”

His ass is red. The two belt marks already swelling. I can't wait to kiss the pain away.

“Three.”

This one has his back arch up, making his cock bounce against him. Beads of white drip onto my bedding. Fuck, he likes it. He's enjoying it.