“This is mine now too, you know…” His voice held a wicked smirk, and I felt Jae’s weight settle next to me on the bed. There was the warmth of his thighs against my right hip, as well as the pressure of his erection.

“Yes, yes sir.” I gasped. He continued to massage me there; all the while alternating between stroking my cock and his own.

Much to my dismay he soon let go of my dick, but continued massaging my cunt, and I was literally foaming at the mouth for him to just slip a finger in. God, what I wouldn’t do for just one.

But before I could get too excited, he brought his hand down on my ass with another round of spankings. The first few weren’t nearly as eye-watering as the last had been, but they still made wince and grit my teeth. Several more followed, but all the while he kept playing with my ass; his index finger pressing into me deeper each time before retreating again like a fucking tease. I guess he’d got some lube out too at some point, I could feel the coolness of it on my skin.

“Fuck…” I grimaced, praying he’d do more, go deeper… finger fuck me till I came all over his expensive comforter.

“You’re a whore, you know that?” Jae purred. “My whore. You needed some taming to remember your place, but I think… I think we’re finally getting somewhere, and I’m so proud of you, you know. You’ve taken it all very well.”

I moaned at his words; incoherent pleading fell from my lips once felt him finally slip his finger all the way in again. He found my sweet spot in no time, toying with me deliciously.

“There’s a good boy…” his voice low, and gruff. “Master is making you good now, isn’t he?”

His words made my body burn in the best way, they made me want to grovel at his feet, let him spit in my mouth again. I would give him anything. Fuck.

He’d made me good, with his punishment, his pain… it made up for my bad behavior, and now I was his good boy again. It was everything I craved, and I was proud I’d not crumbled earlier.

“Now then, pet. You will count.” he said firmly, bringing his hand down against my skin, burning and strong.

“One.” I must have said, but for some reason I didn’t remember it all the same.

I thought I counted. Several more times at least, but soon I felt lost in my own head, in my body.

I whined and squirmed there over his lap as he teased my ass, falling into this sort of foreign space in my noodle brain. I just… floated. I focused on the sensation of every spanking he dished out, the way he scratched at my welted skin, and the soft comforter against my naked body.

Then, there were more, but coupled with the way he was touching me down there, well… fuck. I was still into it.

I buried my face into the comforter and clung to it as he delivered many more ass-shattering hits, I lost count, and these somehow were more blistering than the previous. My eyes watered, my heart raced, but a warm numbness sort of started to form down on my ass. It burned, stung, but it was like I was feeling like pricks and tingles there, and I sort of felt floaty again then. It was sort of like I’d zoned out, just taking what he gave me like a good boy, and I liked that. I liked the control he had over me, I liked that he was punishing me, I liked that he did it because I wanted it, because I’d begged. I liked that he liked it.

It was a blur from then on, a mind-fuck of the best kind.

“Lucas.” Jae’s voice, low and curious, called out to me. “Master asked you a question.”

I must have responded, but I didn’t really remember speaking.  

And then there was suddenly the sensation of his hand stroking my back. It felt so comforting, which lulled me into this sort of happy place. It was a nice change, but he’d not yet let me come. So, what gave?

“Lucas…” he said again. “Did you hear Master?”

I frowned to myself, still gripping the comforter as I waited for another spanking. I didn’t know what I was supposed to hear… what did I miss? Was it a question or an order? Didn’t he hear me respond?

I started to worry.

“… am I in trouble?” I murmured, not really sure what went wrong. Why did he stop?

Jae let out a soft exhale, but he didn’t say anything. A few moments passed before I felt him tug the blindfold off my face. I blinked and blinked, finding my vision to be a little bit blurry as I adjusted to the lowlight in the room. I wasn’t sure if I should look at him…