Nanowrimo 2008
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
30
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Category:
Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
30
Views:
4,101
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
A Short Interlude
Author Notes: As the title suggests, it is a short nothing.
As Kyle groggily woke up at about 5:45, he almost screamed. His backside was unbelievably sore. He did not want to move, but at the same time he wanted to get off it. As he tried to unsuccessfully sit up, his mind returned to the previous night. He knew he passed out before the forty strikes were finished. He wondered if Eric finished, even after he fainted. He thought about Eric’s personality. It was not likely. If Kyle was to be punished, Eric would want him to feel every strike. Eric was probably planning to finish it this morning. Kyle knew Eric would be sleeping for awhile. If he could get out of the house before Eric woke up, it would save him at least temporarily. It would probably be double though. Kyle weighed the options. His backside would be sore for awhile. There was always a chance that Kyle would get caught trying to escape. It would be worse if that happened. It was safer to just wait and take the rest of his punishment before school. Kyle was still having trouble getting to a sitting position so he rolled over and laid on his stomach. His butt felt like it was on fire. He groaned in pain which alerted Eric enough to pull him from a deep sleep. Eric had something called pain radar. No matter what he was doing, he could always sense pain, and it always thrilled him.
Eric stood up and stretched. He had slept nude. Kyle was looking over his shoulder and could see Eric getting hard. “So my favorite fuck buddy is up and trying to find comfort, huh? Does your little bum hurt? You fainted before we were finished at 30 strikes. I was going to give you the 10 this morning, but you were naughty for fainting. I am adding five onto your remaining punishment which comes to a whopping 15.” Kyle looked fearful. “You think you are sore now? Just wait. To be kind to you though, I will not make you service me during the punishment. The only reason is we do not have enough time before school.” Eric went to the draw and got the same leather strap which had tortured Kyle the night before. He sat at the foot of the bed. “Come and lay across my lap.” Kyle attempted to get up, but any movement caused him a searing pain. Eric sighed, losing patience. “We do not have the time for this.” He got off the bed and grabbed Kyle by the wrist, not caring about the cries of pain. He sat on the bed and threw Kyle across his lap. He covered his mouth to muffle the sobs racking his body. Eric waited until Kyle quieted. “This is what we are going to do. Since I’m doing you a kindness and not forcing you to service me, you will count out each strike. If you lose count, we will start over. We have fifteen. Are you ready?”
“Yes master.”
Eric raised his hand above Kyle and brought it down with a loud smack. “One” Kyle whispered.
“Count out louder.”
Eric came down for another smack. “Two” was spoken a little louder. The punishment continued like that. By 11, Kyle was screaming the numbers so loud that Eric had to put his hand over Kyle’s mouth to muffle them. After 15, his body slumped and he almost rolled off Eric’s lap, who caught him.
Eric pressed a hand sharply to Kyle’s enflamed skin, causing Kyle to flinch. “You are so hot when you are red. I want you so badly. Unfortunately, it will have to wait until after school.” When Kyle continued to lay there, Eric spoke up again. “You may get up and do what you have to for school.”
Kyle would have jumped off Eric’s lap eagerly if he could move. As he slowly eased himself up, he winced in pain. Today would be torture for him.
Author Notes: Please R&R
As Kyle groggily woke up at about 5:45, he almost screamed. His backside was unbelievably sore. He did not want to move, but at the same time he wanted to get off it. As he tried to unsuccessfully sit up, his mind returned to the previous night. He knew he passed out before the forty strikes were finished. He wondered if Eric finished, even after he fainted. He thought about Eric’s personality. It was not likely. If Kyle was to be punished, Eric would want him to feel every strike. Eric was probably planning to finish it this morning. Kyle knew Eric would be sleeping for awhile. If he could get out of the house before Eric woke up, it would save him at least temporarily. It would probably be double though. Kyle weighed the options. His backside would be sore for awhile. There was always a chance that Kyle would get caught trying to escape. It would be worse if that happened. It was safer to just wait and take the rest of his punishment before school. Kyle was still having trouble getting to a sitting position so he rolled over and laid on his stomach. His butt felt like it was on fire. He groaned in pain which alerted Eric enough to pull him from a deep sleep. Eric had something called pain radar. No matter what he was doing, he could always sense pain, and it always thrilled him.
Eric stood up and stretched. He had slept nude. Kyle was looking over his shoulder and could see Eric getting hard. “So my favorite fuck buddy is up and trying to find comfort, huh? Does your little bum hurt? You fainted before we were finished at 30 strikes. I was going to give you the 10 this morning, but you were naughty for fainting. I am adding five onto your remaining punishment which comes to a whopping 15.” Kyle looked fearful. “You think you are sore now? Just wait. To be kind to you though, I will not make you service me during the punishment. The only reason is we do not have enough time before school.” Eric went to the draw and got the same leather strap which had tortured Kyle the night before. He sat at the foot of the bed. “Come and lay across my lap.” Kyle attempted to get up, but any movement caused him a searing pain. Eric sighed, losing patience. “We do not have the time for this.” He got off the bed and grabbed Kyle by the wrist, not caring about the cries of pain. He sat on the bed and threw Kyle across his lap. He covered his mouth to muffle the sobs racking his body. Eric waited until Kyle quieted. “This is what we are going to do. Since I’m doing you a kindness and not forcing you to service me, you will count out each strike. If you lose count, we will start over. We have fifteen. Are you ready?”
“Yes master.”
Eric raised his hand above Kyle and brought it down with a loud smack. “One” Kyle whispered.
“Count out louder.”
Eric came down for another smack. “Two” was spoken a little louder. The punishment continued like that. By 11, Kyle was screaming the numbers so loud that Eric had to put his hand over Kyle’s mouth to muffle them. After 15, his body slumped and he almost rolled off Eric’s lap, who caught him.
Eric pressed a hand sharply to Kyle’s enflamed skin, causing Kyle to flinch. “You are so hot when you are red. I want you so badly. Unfortunately, it will have to wait until after school.” When Kyle continued to lay there, Eric spoke up again. “You may get up and do what you have to for school.”
Kyle would have jumped off Eric’s lap eagerly if he could move. As he slowly eased himself up, he winced in pain. Today would be torture for him.
Author Notes: Please R&R