Page 90 of Stable Hand

“Don’t. Lie.” Luke said. “Did you like that word I used?”

“Yes,” I whispered. “Fuck, I liked it. Why? Why did I like it?”

Luke laughed and spanked me again.

“Ow. Jesus!”

“Because you’re a naughty little boy. You know you are.” His voice had become silky smooth and seductive as he stroked the tips of his fingers over the screaming skin of my ass in a most arousing way.

I heard a gasp and looked over to where Noah sat watching with heavy-lidded eyes, one hand down his pants.

Luke followed my gaze. “Speaking of naughty little boys, Noah.”

Noah moaned as his hand moved beneath his clothes. “Huh?”

“Yeah, I’m talking to you,” Luke said, now rubbing his hand more firmly over my smarting cheek. “How many spanks should I give this naughty cowboy?”

Noah didn’t answer right away so I pleaded for mercy with desperate eyes. “Noah, come on. Go easy on me. I’m not used to this.”

Luke continued. “He almost took off on both of us this morning, remember? I think he needs to understand the pain he caused.”

Noah smiled and nodded.

My ass clenched, which Luke did not miss.

“Oh, he’s scared. But his cock’s hard too,” Luke told Noah. “How many?”

Noah thought for a moment as he continued to masturbate. “Ten.”

“Okay,” Luke said. “Ten to start. Sure.”

“Ah, shit,” I moaned. “My ass hurts.”

“Good. Your gorgeous ass is hurting me too. My cock is so confused right now. This is turning me on so much but every time I try to get hard, the cage hurts, and I get soft again. Your safeword is pony. Ready?”

I wasn’t ready at all. “No!”

“One,” Luke said, bringing his hand down hard.

The pain cut through me again and throbbed in concentric circles through my brain. I’d never been spanked as a kid. This was both worse and better than I’d imagined. There was pain, for sure, but as it echoed through my body and warmed every part of me, my cock took notice and jerked its approval. But this made me feel vulnerable and confused. I scrambled to escape. But Luke bent my arm against my back, keeping me there. “Oh no, you don’t.”

“Please! I’ll suck Noah off! I’ll let you piss on me! Whatever!”

“Tempting. But no. Two.”

“Ow! Shit, Luke!” I whimpered.

“Three.”

“Oh God!” The humiliation was worse than the pain now. My cock was obviously on board with what was happening, and I felt like a puppet on Luke’s lap. He must know what this was doing to me. His control over my body was complete.

“Four.”

“I can’t believe you’re—”

“Five.”

“Fuck!”