His Lord and Master by Alec Stark & Andrea Dalling

Author:Alec Stark & Andrea Dalling
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Kindle Unlimited, Gay
Publisher: LoveLight Press
Published: 2017-12-06T05:00:00+00:00

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Percy hummed at the soft feel of Hatton’s lips placing a kiss on Percy’s forehead. “I hope I wasn’t too rough with you,” Hatton asked.

“No, that was perfect. I like when you are rough.”

“Good. Because I’d like to get rougher.”

Percy pulled back. Tension built in his gut, but a smile formed on his lips. “How do you mean?”

“When I told you to undress, you hesitated. I would like to punish you in the future when you resist my commands.”

“I was not resisting, exactly—”

“And now you are talking back. I would like to punish you for that, too.”

“So now I may no longer speak my mind?”

Hatton looked at him and stroked his hair. “You may if you ask permission first. Sometimes I may say no, and require you to wait.”

Percy chewed on the insides of his cheeks. “This is only when we are in bed together?”

“We shall see.” Hatton kissed him. “You are still your own man, Percy. I won’t force anything on you. You can always say no—I won’t be displeased if you do.”

“And how will you punish me?” Percy asked warily.

“My open palm on your bare backside. Or if you’re very bad, a riding crop.”

Percy rubbed his legs together to ease the heat building in his cock. The thought of it was terrifying yet incredibly arousing. He was unsure whether he wanted such pain inflicted on his body, but he trusted Hatton. “All right. We can try it.”

“That’s my good boy.” Hatton kissed him, snaking his hand down Percy’s body. “You are hard for me again.”

Percy swallowed, trembling at Hatton’s touch. He could not still the desire thrumming through his veins at the thought of being at his lover’s mercy, allowing that stern hand to inflict punishment on him. On a deep, primal level, he needed it.

He did not know how to form the words to ask for what he wanted. A sense of profound humiliation washed over him. But this was not like the mortification he had suffered from the bullies at school, or from Jasper Norris. No, this was utterly different. It was the gentle guidance of a lover challenging his petulance, encouraging a quieter mind and sweeter disposition.

Would submitting to Hatton in this way ease the resentment that had come to occupy Percy’s thoughts of late? Logically, it ought to make it worse. But somehow, logic did not seem to apply. Would being mastered by his lover free him of his demons?

Hatton placed his finger under Percy’s chin and raised it so their eyes met. “You talked back to me. Would you like me to punish you for it?”

Percy’s mouth went dry. Slowly, he nodded.

“Say the words, my love.”

“I cannot.”

“You must. Otherwise, I will not know for certain that you consent.” Hatton kissed him sweetly, then pulled back, his mouth drawn into a hard line. “Beg me.”

Percy’s stomach quivered like jelly. Longing rose within him to be dominated and used. He swallowed to ease his parched throat. “Please punish me, my lord.”

“How?”

“As you said. W-with your hand on my bare backside.

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