Page 55 of Inhuman Nature

DJ, for his part, looked thrilled at the proposal. “Absolutely.” He moved onto his front and then pushed himself onto all fours. “Spank away!”

“You are far too enthusiastic for this to count as a punishment,” Rake grumbled.

“That’s because it’s a funishment, not a punishment,” DJ said. Rake presumed DJ was explaining for Shaun’s benefit.

Rake situated himself behind DJ, who waggled his butt back and forth whilst grinning down at Shaun. Without warning, Rake shot a hand out and caught DJ right on his rump.

“Sir!” DJ said, turning and looking at Rake with wide eyes.

“I want you to face Shaun as I dole out the rest of them.”

DJ did as he was told. “How many more?” he asked.

“As many as I see fit.” Rake caught Shaun’s eye and smirked, trying to make it clear that the statement was more about getting DJ to obey than it was about him giving him an unspecified number of spanks.

“Okay, Sir,” DJ said. This time, he remained still, anticipating the next hit. No tensing, though. He was far too well-trained for that.

Rake’s next hit was lighter than the first, but still resultedin a satisfying crack that echoed in the room. Shaun gasped along with DJ, as if he were the one experiencing the slaps. Shaun’s spent dick, which had been resting on his thigh, started firming up again.

Rake wasn’t surprised. Shaun’s submissive nature was obvious, and it called to something deep within Rake. A part of him that was primal and controlling and a little bit sadistic, but also nurturing and loving and caring at the same time.

Rake slapped DJ’s other arse cheek, loving how it bounced. Truth was, Rake wouldn’t be able to keep this up for long, given how sore his hand would be even after only half a dozen hits. He eyed DJ’s cock from where it hung heavy between his parted legs. Hard, full, and with a bead of pearly pre-cum glistening at the tip where it wetted the bedsheets. Just how Rake liked it.

He did the next few spanks rapid-fire, alternating hands on each arse cheek. DJ’s yelps were music to his ears, and Shaun’s reactions were just as gratifying. Shaun watched every movement with rapt attention, turning onto his side to get the best view.

Rake quickly doled out the rest of DJ’s punishment, enjoying the anticipatory look on Shaun’s face as Rake varied the speed and strength of the spanks.

Rake finished by rubbing both hands over DJ’s arse in a possessive manner. “That’s you, Deej. You took them so well,” he said, before directing DJ to lean against the headboard.

Rake’s cock twitched at DJ’s little puff of pain when he sat down.

“Ow, Sir,” DJ said.

“Too sore, sweetheart?”

DJ shook his head. “Good sore.”

“So, Shaun, what do you think? Up for some of that treatment?”

Shaun’s eyes were blown wide. “Yes, I think so, Sir.”

“How are these?” Rake asked as he checked that none of the knots were pinching Shaun’s skin, particularly around his neck.

“Really good,” Shaun said. “I want them on for the spanking.”

“Well, isn’t that handy,” Rake murmured. “Because so do I.” He set Shaun on his front, knees under him, so that his arse was sticking out. Rake loved DJ’s bigger bulk—the additional thrill of dominating someone larger than him—but there was also something enjoyable about being able to throw Shaun around so easily.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Rake said as he moved Shaun up the bed. “Put your head there on DJ’s thigh. Right between his legs.”

DJ opened his legs as directed, groaning in frustration as Shaun laid his head right next to his bobbing cock. “Can he suck me off while you spank him?” DJ asked.

“Not yet.” Rake palmed at Shaun’s arse, not able to help himself from pulling his cheeks apart to get a look at his small pink hole. He’d have to prep him well before fucking him.

He started off with a few light taps, careful to gauge Shaun’s reactions. Rake was pleased when Shaun made a needy little sound and pushed himself back into Rake’s hands. As much as Rake was sure Shaun was into this, he needed to be cautious. Shaun had been through a lot—likely even more than he’d revealed to them. He might not know his limits.

Rake caught DJ’s eye, and DJ gave him a surreptitious nod. Rake would trust DJ to let him know if Shaun needed to stop. That was one reason he’d wanted them close together for this.

The other reason—a less virtuous one—was to torture DJ by having Shaun’s face so close to his cock.