The Rise of Alec Caldwell by Casey K. Cox

Author:Casey K. Cox
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay, erotic, lust
Publisher: Bruno Gmünder
Published: 2014-07-15T00:00:00+00:00

The Club

The puppies had indeed torn the place apart. Piles of DVDs lay strewn over the floor with food crumbs and wrappers in between, and Sebastian had a long red scratch mark over his shoulder. Hamilton sighed and the three of them fell at his feet, foreheads pressed to the floor.

“I’m going to have to punish them, Alec. You may not like this. It’s very different watching rather than receiving.”

“Would you like me to wait in your room, Master?”

“No. It’s good that you witness it as a reminder.”

The three naked boys shivered together. Alec smiled to himself. Whatever was going to happen it looked very much like they’d planned it.

“Sebastian, who scratched you?”

“Dylan, Master. It was an accident. He tried to catch me as I slipped off the bed.”

“What were you doing that you almost fell off the bed?”

“He was tickling me, Master.”

“Dylan, get the long paddle.”

Dylan stomped out of the room with a face like thunder. It was the first time Alec had seen him react in such a way to something Hamilton had asked of him. He returned moments later with a half inch piece of wood, four inches wide and about eighteen inches long. The end curved to twice the width of the handle, which looked like it had a padded grip. Alec was pretty sure it wasn’t the one Hamilton used on him. It seemed too big. This one would definitely swat both ass cheeks at the same time. Dylan fell back to his knees and raised his hands over his head to raise the paddle aloft.

Hamilton took the paddle from Dylan, and in the split-second of doing so he changed. He grabbed Dylan by the upper arm and dragged him across the room as the boy yelped. “Over the stool,” he roared. Dylan almost tripped over himself but there was no anger in Hamilton just an overwhelming presence. There was no mercy either. Dylan jumped as the paddle swiped his bare ass. “Why am I punishing you, Dylan?”

“I have not respected… your wishes… or your home… in your absence, Master.” The swats increased in intensity and Dylan let out a strangled cry.

“And your penalty?”

“My attitude… at your request… for the long paddle. Master, please… I’m sorry… I was bad.”

The exchange petered out but the blows continued. Alec had the feeling this form of punishment was not in Dylan’s plan at all and he wondered what other forms of correction Hamilton used which Dylan had hoped for. Over and over, the paddle hit true until Dylan’s ass was as red as a beetroot. He’d stopped crying out with the blows and Alec caught the subtle change in his posture. After three further slaps, Hamilton stopped. He placed the paddle on the table. “Dylan, you may stand.”

His legs were a little shaky but he wasn’t trembling as he’d been at the beginning.

“Do you have anything you wish to say?”

Dylan kept his head bowed. “Thank you, Master for caring about my behavior enough to correct me.” A shuddery breath ran through his chest.

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