“Tell me what you want, naughty boy. Don’t make me wait.” I stroked over the area where I’d spanked him and a shiver raced through Tanner.
He drew in a ragged breath, but instead of answering me or even worrying, he moaned and arched his ass up. I had a feeling he liked that better than he thought he would. Trying not to overthink my reactions and just see what happened naturally, I squeezed down on his cheek and then smacked it again.
Tanner gasped, his body arching like electricity was shooting through him. “Please. Sir. Please.”
It was the sexiest thing I’d ever heard.
“Is that what you want? Do you need to be punished? Does my dirty omega need a spanking?” I kept throwing the questions at him, never giving him enough time to actually answer, just letting the fantasies build in his beautifully wicked mind.
Tanner shivered and wiggled against me, humping my leg like he was seconds away from coming. So I had to spank him again. “You may not come until I give you permission.”
If I had to list one thing that all of the sites I’d read had mentioned, it was giving up control. Orgasm control seemed like the most erotic place to start. Tanner seemed to agree with me, because he made a desperate sound and started thrusting against me even faster.
Which of course earned him another spanking.
It was the perfect circle of need and punishment just reinforcing each other.
“Naughty boy.” I kneaded the sensitive area and pressed him tight against me so he was trapped and couldn’t disobey. “You really do need a spanking.”
And I wasn’t going to do it in his front yard.
“We’re going inside and then I’m going to take care of my naughty omega.” That didn’t seem to make it any easier for him to move away. “You’re going to remember what happens to little omegas who disobey.”
They got spanked and hopefully got to come while bent over their Dom’s lap.
At least, that was the plan.
Tanner’s head bobbed up and down like a little puppet. As he stepped back, I expected some of the nerves and questions I’d seen on his face earlier to return, but he was lost to the fantasies running through his head.
He stood there staring for several long seconds before he shook his head like a dog shaking off water. “Keys. Yes. Keys.”
Tanner began patting his pockets and seemed surprised when he actually found them. I tried to step back and let him get the door open, but he seemed to have more fingers than he knew what to do with. After watching him fumble with the door for several long seconds, I wrapped myself around him and steadied his hand.
Instead of laughing nervously or playing it off as a joke, he seemed relieved and leaned into me. “Yes. Thank you.”
The normally focused man was only thinking about one thing, and practical items like doors weren’t it.
I kissed his cheek and wrapped one arm around him to caress low on his stomach. That didn’t make his ability to reason any better, but the way he moaned and squirmed against me was beyond erotic.
“You’re welcome.” My hand dipped and I was so close to his erection that he sucked in a breath and started to shake. “Such a good boy. You’re going to take your spanking for me, aren’t you? You know that’s what you need.”
More head bobbing ensued as his shaking hand reached for the knob to open it. I wanted to take time to see his house because I knew it would be a reflection of him, but neither of us had the patience. “Show me your room.”
Spanking, orgasm, then we’d see what he wanted to do. It would have been easy to jump directly to sex, but I needed to make sure he was in the appropriate frame of mind to really think that through. There had been time for him to figure out what he wanted on the drive over, but he was too important to me for me to risk it.
“Yes…I…” Tanner took another breath as he stepped away from me and through the door. The space made it easier for him to think, but instead of questioning what we were doing, he smiled as he turned and welcomed me in. “Come in.”
His voice was still shaky and low, but there was a flash of the omega I knew before the need took over again. Confidence. Trust. He knew what he wanted.
“If you change your mind at any point, I want you to tell me. I’ve read about safewords, but for now, if you tell me no I’m going to stop.” Of course, that had been on a well buried page about betas in the BDSM scene, but I was pretty sure most of it would apply to our situation too.
“Later, when we can both think more clearly, we’ll talk about safewords and details like that.” I knew it was necessary, but it was something we should have talked about before we were too turned on to think.
Lesson learned for next time.
Tanner nodded slowly, then took a deep breath as his eyes focused on the ceiling. “I…um…I’d like to be able to tell you no without it actually meaning no.”
Interesting.
