Chapter 14

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

TAVISH

Tavish

My eyes land on the riding crop in his hand and I can't help but beg, "Oh, God! Yes. Please, Daddy. Please."

A dark chuckle escapes him as he asks, "Yes, what?"

"Spank me with that."

I've read so many accounts from masochists about how good it feels. I've watched video after video of subbie little gay boys like me being swatted with one, and I've always, always wanted to feel the sting of it smacking my ass and several other places.

"Are ye sure, Tavish?"

"Yes. I'm green."

He grins at me, dropping the crop on the bed beside us. He drops to his hands over me, kissing me. His tongue forces its way into my mouth before I can open it all the way. Before I can catch up and kiss him back, he pulls away, his hand coming up to circle my throat.

"Turn over and present yerself."

I roll onto my belly, raising my ass into the air as I flatten the side of my face and my chest to the bed. Reaching back, I pull my ass cheeks apart to show him my hole. This is one of the things he's been asking of me lately, and it's humiliating and exhilarating all at once.

He hums in pleasure as he runs his finger down my spine and over my hole, tapping at the opening before continuing on. He traces his finger over and around my balls, pinching them lightly before stroking my dick.

"Yer such a slut for Daddy, arenae ye?"

Tingles zing through my body at the insult, and I gasp. He's never done that before. Never shamed me like that. I love when he talks dirty to me, but I didn't think I'd like this. I was wrong. So very wrong. Epic proportions of wrongness. It was amazing. Zingers of pleasure whips through me, lighting up all the cells in my body.

"Yes, Daddy." The response comes out shaky as desire forces my body to tremble with need.

"Daddy's little slut," he says as cool lube drips down my crack over my hole.

A loud moan rips through me from the bottom of my soul, but it quickly turns to a scream as he sinks a couple of fingers into my ass, thrusting the entire length into me all at once.

"Oh, fuck! Daddy!"

"That's right, lilla du. Let everyone hear ye. Inside the house and out. Scream so they can hear how I take ye."

More tremors rack my body as moans and groans turn to whimpers. The man can have me begging in a matter of minutes.

His fingers scissor in and out of me, opening me up. The riding crop lies on the bed in front of me and I want to ask him if he's going to use it or if he's just going to fuck me, but he pegs my prostate and I have to squeeze my eyes together to stop from myself from coming.

I let out the breath I'd sucked in when I'm sure I won't finish before I'm given permission. It's barely left my body when a loud pop fills the air and my ass lights up with a stingy pain, knocking every molecule of air out of me.

"FUCK!" I scream as the second swat smacks my other butt cheek.

Daddy alternates between one cheek and the other. The rhythm is so sporadic I can't get a handle on when to expect the next whack. The only warning I get is the whooshing sound of the crop as it slices through the air right before it pops me on the ass.

In between swats, he fucks my hole with his fingers, bringing me to the brink of orgasm over and over and over. I'm barely hanging on by a thread when he pulls his fingers from my ass. The crop lands on the mattress in front of my face.

Daddy's big hand snakes between my neck and the bed, wrapping around my throat as he pulls me up onto my knees.

"Hold on to the headboard, pojke. Daddy needs his boy's hole stretched around his cock."

I scramble forward, nearly choking myself with his hand. Curling my hands over the wooden bedframe, Daddy growls, "Ye've been such a good boy for Daddy, Tavish. Now don't let go and Daddy will let ye come."

The word please begins in my mind, but never forms in my throat. Instead, it passes across my lips as a whimper when I'm impaled by Daddy's monster cock. One thrust and he's fully seated, and I'm being split open. It hurts. Oh God, it hurts. The pain blinds me, but it feels so good.

He doesn't give me any time to recover. He just starts thrusting in and out of me, pegging that bundle of nerves that sends pleasure and pain through my body like fireworks on the Fourth of July. Every inhale fills me with pleasure, while every exhale fills me with pain.

Over and over.

In and out.

I'm lost in the sea of sensation.

My vision pulses with my heartbeat, blurring and darkening with every move he makes. I'm on the edge. So freaking close to falling over, but I force my thoughts away from ecstasy, needing to wait. Wanting to wait.

He pushes my knees forward and pulls my hips back toward him, leaving me suspended above the cock that's railing my ass. One hand grips my hip, and the other wraps around my throat as he settles under my raised ass. He's cutting off my oxygen in time with his thrusts, and I'm not sure if I'll be able to hold off much longer. He's thrusting up into me, holding me in place as he fucks me brutally. The man's a beast. He never seems to tire, fucking me for what feels like forever.

The orgasm I've been ignoring grows. It tingles at the base of my spine, spreading throughout my body, bringing with it tremors so strong my teeth chatter and my cock pulses. The hand on my neck moves to my hips with the other one, and he loses his rhythm, his thrusts stuttering until he shouts, "Come, Tavish, now!"

Ropes of cum are spurting from me before his words fully form. My body convulses as my orgasm rockets through me. My mind goes blank. It narrows and all that exists for me is him.

Daddy bites down on my shoulder as he comes, filling me with molten hot fluid. His cock thrusting through it, forcing some to drip out of my ass onto his thighs.

He releases my shoulder from his teeth with a bone jarring groan as he pulls my hands from the bed and drops onto the mattress. His cock still lodged inside me, jerking with his prolonged pleasure. He spoons behind me, dropping kisses on my head and neck and shoulders.

I'm drained from the feel of him filling me with his cock and cum and the intense orgasm that just flooded through me. My eyelids drift down over my eyes, and I heave a sigh as darkness descends and sleep takes me.