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"Ty." His hand stops but he doesn't look at me. "Do it now."

Again, he doesn't move. I'm in a mix of wanting to get aggravated that he isn't listening but I also know this is what I've been waiting for all evening.

"I'll give you the count of five to fix them or I'm going to throw them away." I start counting, slowly. By three, he still hasn't moved. I stand up and reach for the first one.

"You said to five!" Tyler says, raising his voice. I reach for the second marker. His hand snatches it away and he clutches it tightly in his fist.

"I shouldn't have had to say one," I respond. I fix him with a stare. I reach for the last marker. Our fingers wrap around it at the same time and he tugs. Unfortunately, he's holding the felt tip end and I know he's getting marker all over his hand. "Ty, let go."

"No. I'm cleaning it up like you asked." He tugs again. It slips out of my grasp and he drops it. It skids across the table and lands on the floor. He scrambles to pick it up, dropping his knees heavily on the floor.

"Tyler, quiet steps." That was an automatic reminder.

I've had to remind him we're in an apartment more than once when he's in his Little space.

We have neighbors on either side of us, above, and below.

He stands up and looks at me for a moment before stomping the few steps to stand in front of me.

It's already after nine. I don't want to get a noise complaint.

"Tyler, I'm not kidding. You know you need to be considerate of the others in the apartments around us. "

He holds out his hand for the marker I have in mine still. He doesn't say anything.

"You're not getting this back," I say. "You lost the chance to get this tonight when you didn't pick it up the first time."

"That's not fair," he says. "You went against your word and didn't count to five."

"Would you have picked them up if I had waited until five?" He doesn't answer. "Exactly. So now coloring time is over. We can start getting ready for a shower and then bedtime."

"I don't want to go to bed." He folds his hands over his chest. Markers still in hand and I can see he got a blue streak on his onesie.

"Give me the markers," I say, sternly. I hold my hand out. Tyler doesn't move. "Tyler, now. You just got blue on your pajamas and I don't know if these markers will come out of clothing."

I see surprise in his eyes when he notices the blue line.

He definitely didn't mean to do that. I have to remind myself that it wouldn't have happened in the first place if he listened to me.

Instead of handing the markers to me, he tosses them onto the table, still uncapped, and storms off down the hall.

"You need to clean up your mess," I call after him. He turns around just before walking into his own bedroom.

"Why? It's not like you're going to punish me. You never do."

That.

That is it.

He's finally pushed the last button.

He's getting what he wants.

I take several deep breaths and let him go into his room.

I hear his door shut. He better not have locked it again because I'm about to follow behind him.

I cap the markers, giving him a minute to think I'm not going to follow through.

Then I move to my room and grab the tie.

Then a second one. I walk quietly. I don't want him to know I'm coming.

I can hear him muttering something on the other side of the door. I try the knob. It's unlocked.

When I open it, he spins around. He's half undressed, the onesie unzipped and sitting on his hips.

I see the moment his eyes register the two silk ties in my hand.

I don't say anything as I cross the room.

Nor do I say anything as I grab his waist and push him to the bed.

I straddle his waist, reaching for his hands to tie them together.

When they're secured, I stand up and leave him lying there.

His eyes are tracking my every movement.

"Daddy doesn't punish you, huh?" I set the other tie to the side and look at him.

I search his eyes for any hesitation. There's nothing.

His green eyes stay on mine while I remove his clothes, leaving him naked on the bed.

I position his hands above his head. He doesn't have a way to tie his hands to it, but I know he'll keep them there. "Don't move. I'll be back."

I head out of the bedroom and back to the kitchen.

I've been planning this punishment for days now.

His smart comment was the straw that broke the camel's back.

I've been holding out, seeing how far we can push this.

I grab the supplies from the kitchen first: water for both of us and an electrolyte packet for Tyler.

On a whim, I move to my bedroom and grab the small item I've been saving for just this occasion.

Tyler hasn't moved an inch from where I left him. His cock, however, is now resting against his stomach. Hard.

As much as I want to go straight into this, I have one question for him. "Can I ask you something?"

He doesn't respond verbally, but I see the slight nod of his head. I hide what is in my hand as I move to put the water bottles on the bedside table.

"Would you be okay if Daddy bottomed tonight?"

His eyes go wide and I can see him start to squirm.

"I've never topped before."

"Only if you want to try it," I say. I grab the water bottle and run the cold bottom down his chest and stomach. He flinches when I touch his cock with it. "Daddy most definitely does not mind fucking your perfect hole if you don’t want to."

"I want to," he says quickly. "I want to try, at least."

I open the water and take a couple sips.

I know he can see the bulge in my shorts.

I move slowly, putting the water bottle down and then undressing myself.

I stay just far enough away from him that he can't reach me even if he tries.

When I'm naked, I focus my attention back on his body.

This is for him, after all. I wrap my hand around his cock and stroke slowly.

"This is going to feel amazing when you slide into me, Ty.

You're so thick." I move my eyes up his body.

"Daddy can't wait, but you need to remember: eyes on me, not what I'm doing.

" I bend down and kiss him before standing back up and cupping his face.

I wrap my other hand around my cock. "Just because Daddy wants to be fucked tonight, doesn't mean you're in control. Open your mouth, baby."

He parts his lips and a moan escapes. A beautiful, needy moan.

I step closer, a hand on the back of his head guiding his lips to the tip of my dick.

I position his head how I want. My cock slides into his mouth and he immediately swirls his tongue around my head.

I let out a soft sigh at the sensation and thrust my hips forward.

"That's it, baby. Suck Daddy's cock."

I watch my cock slide in and out of his mouth, his lips tight around me. At this angle, I can only see half of his face, but he's looking up at me. I run a hand through his hair, pushing it back from his face. He should really get a haircut soon.

Tyler takes a deep breath when I step back, but he still doesn't move.

I adjust him so he's back with his head laying on the pillow.

I want to praise him, but that's not what tonight is.

Not right now, at least. I make sure he's watching me.

I move to the bedside table and grab what I'd been hiding.

I also reach for the lube I know he keeps in the bottom drawer.

His favorite blue dildo is lying next to it.

We won't need that tonight. I'm not sure if he's even used it since we got together.

I grab the unopened water and add the electrolyte packet in before lifting his head just enough to take a few sips. "Daddy has one more surprise for tonight. I'm not going to be the only one whose ass is filled."

His eyes stray for a moment, but they're right back on me. I spread his legs apart and settle myself between them on my knees. Finally, I hold up the small, silicone plug for him to see.

"Color?" I ask as I set the items on the bed next to him. I can see it on his face that he wants to look at it again. He keeps his eyes on me because he knows the second he disobeys, this is over.

"Green."

I nod and lean over his body to kiss him. It's all tongue and hot. I can feel his cock against mine, the stickiness of his precum already. I kiss down his body until I'm back between his legs.

I start with one finger, then two. Soon, I'm carefully sliding the plug into his hole.

I feel his body tense up at the widest part and I add more lube before going again.

The second the base is settled against his ass, he relaxes.

I wiggle it around and smile when he gasps at the sensation it brings.

"Does that feel good, baby?" I kiss back up his body until I'm stretched out over him. I thrust my hips against his, moving my cock with his.

"So good, Daddy. Do I get to prep you, now?"

"How, baby? Your hands are tied and Daddy told you not to move." I reach for the bottle of lube, knee walking my way up until I'm straddling his chest. "Keep your eyes on me, Tyler. Daddy's going to get himself ready to take your gorgeous cock."

I see the way his fingers are digging into his palms, the fabric around his wrists taut. The vein on his neck pulses. I tease him, stroking my cock above his face.

When I grab the lube once more, I coat two fingers.

I place one hand on Tyler's shoulder to keep my balance as I lean forward slightly, reaching behind myself to my hole.

The first finger slides in easily. It's been a good while since I've bottomed, but it's only a few seconds that I'm riding two of my own fingers while looking down at Tyler.

I put on a show, teasing him. I bite my bottom lip and let out a soft moan.

He whimpers and I feel his body shift under me.

When I can't stand it anymore, I focus on adding a few drops of lube to his cock.

"Oh, shit!" His back arches off the bed when his cock breaches my hole. It feels amazing and I almost abandon what my original plan is.

I scold his reaction. I stop moving, only an inch of his cock is stretching my hole. It's the best inch of my life, though. "Don't move, Ty. If you move, I stop. Okay?"

He nods his head in understanding. I watch his face, the way his lips form a perfect ‘O’ shape, as I take more of him in. My cock is leaking in earnest now. When I'm fully seated on his dick, I let out a breath and lay both hands on his stomach.

"Eyes on me, baby." It feels so good. My vision nearly goes white with pleasure when I start moving. At first it's small movements, shifting my hips back and forth. Then I start bouncing and the sound of squelching lube and smacking skin sounds around the room in a perfect rhythm.

"Shit," he mumbles under his breath. I'm taking so much joy in seeing the way his eyes widen when I slide all the way down his cock. He's falling apart, struggling to not move. I squeeze my ass around him. His body jerks in response. I can see a tear escape the corner of his eye.

"Please?" he begs. "I want to touch you, Daddy."

His words are strained as I continue to fuck myself on his cock. It's hot and I know I won't last more than another minute. I ignore his request. "Have you learned your lesson?"

"Yes, Daddy. Please."

"What is it?" I ask. I'm so close to coming. I slow my motions down, staving off that growing pleasure.

"I won't talk back to you." His waterlines are brimming with unshed tears. He flexes his fingers. But he doesn't look away from me. Even when I move one hand to stroke myself. "I'll clean up my mess. I'm sorry, Daddy."

I smile at him and resume my quick pace.

His cock hits my prostate with every movement.

This is going to be over too soon. Still, I don't grant his request to touch me.

"I want you to come in me, baby. Then I'm going to pull that plug out and fill you, too.

I think you've learned your lesson tonight. "

I don't know if it's what I said or that I finally gave him the permission, but I feel his orgasm a couple of seconds later.

It rocks through his body and his moans fill the room as he shoots his cum inside me.

We're both sweaty and the room smells like sex now.

The drag of his cock when I slide off him has me spurting another round of precum.

As promised, I slide the plug out and bend his knees to his chest.

"Look at this hole. Fuck, baby. So ready for me.

" I make sure his eyes are still on me. He's crying in earnest now.

His cock is still hard. I grab his cock in one hand and mine in the other, stroking both of them quickly.

He's biting his bottom lip from the sensitivity, but his dick is giving a valiant effort to get erect again. "Fuck, baby. Fuck, fuck."

When my orgasm hits, I drop his cock and aim for his hole.

I slide only my tip in, coming in my Boy.

Just like he did to me. I can already feel his cum leaking down the inside of my leg.

When I pull out, his hole is dripping and it's insanely hot.

I lock eyes with him once more and smile before stretching my body over his.

"That was amazing," I whisper against his lips. "Good boy. You took all of that so well."

“I love you, Daddy.”