Welcome to Saturday Spankings. This week a snippet from my M/M BDSM novella MILE HIGH KINK CLUB
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Rhodri’s looking for love, but not ordinary love. He needs a man who’ll bend to his will, submit to his desires and obey his every command–including chastity.
So when Gay Hook Ups finds his perfect partner it’s well worth a trip to London. What he doesn’t bet on is his fragile-looking match being a sharp and successful entrepreneur. So when things between them soar, will he unlock the passion, free his desire and will they reach the dizzying heights of ecstasy together? It all depends on whether Darius is prepared to be caged in order to be set free.
*Please note, this story was previously published in Brit Boys: With Toys*
“You’re sure they won’t come out of there?” Rhodri whispered in Darius’ ear.
“Even if they hear…”
“No, and besides, they wear headphones, don’t they?” Darius pulled back and giggled.
“I guess so.” Rhodri felt as though his heart was swelling with love. “Because don’t think I’ve forgotten about those spanks.” He spun Darius within his arms so he faced the window. “Hold onto this shelf. You’re going to need to.”
Rhodri scooped his right forearm beneath Darius’ waist then palmed his buttocks. “Damn, your skin. It’s beautiful, almost transparent, so delicate.”
“I’m not delicate.”
Rhodri smiled. His sub could pretend to be tough all he wanted, but he had the measure of him. He drew back his hand and delivered a stinging blow to Darius’ right cheek.
“Ah, fuck,” Darius gasped, jerking forward.
Rhodri held him tighter and watched as his skin turned rose-red instantly. It was stunning in detail, the shape of each of his fingers blooming. “Keep still.” He breezed his palm over the opposite buttock. Now Darius knew what was coming it was all the more fun to tease him with anticipation. He kept on stroking, caressing. “What do you see out of the window?”
“Clouds.” His voice was breathy. “Lots of fucking clouds…argh…!”
Rhodri had spanked him again. He’d hit hard. He didn’t dare give more than two loud slaps. Not here, not now. There would be times in the future when he’d have Darius glowing like a beacon and counting to fifty on each side, but this would have to be enough for today.
“How does that feel, sub?”
“Good, sore, hot…”