A Strong Hand

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    any way you like. I've dreamt about what it would feel like for you to kiss me.
    "No one has ever bitten my nipples, so I don't know if I'd like it. I want you.... "Nick gulped and breathed hard. "I want you to ... to ... take down my pants and warm my bottom. I think it would give me a thrill."
    "Bravo, you remembered," Damian said slowly. "But you didn't answer the last one. Does it excite you to be under my power, to surrender your pleasure to me, to trust me to give you enjoyment when you deserve it, to be under my control?"
    "Yes, sir." That answer was little more than a breath, but Damian had no trouble hearing it.
    "What is the most populous city in the EU?" he demanded next.
    "London," Nick answered, startled.
    "How would that be for a safe word?" Damian asked.
    "What's a safe word?"
    Damian was shaken at how nearly he had decided to ignore Nick's obvious interest. Perhaps Ashley was right; Nick did need someone to take him in hand. The innocent kid didn't even know what a safe word was.
    "Look at me, pet," Damian said, raising Nick's face with a finger under his chin. "Listen well now. You're telling me that you're ready to take a step into the world of kink, and you don't even know what a safe word is. If I'm doing something to you and it's too much for you, you give me your safe word, and I'll stop whatever we're doing to make sure you're okay.
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    may appear to be when they're negotiating with you, without a safe word."
    "If I spank you, you can moan and squirm and say no, and I won't stop until I decide that you've had enough, but if you say 'London' I will stop whatever I'm doing at once. Do you understand that?"
    Nick nodded, his eyes shining with fear and excitement.
    "Ask me for what you want," Damian said, releasing Nick's chin.
    Nick squirmed but remained silent.
    Damian stood up and walked to a window, looking out at the lights of London in the night. "If you don't learn to ask for what you want, you will not get it, pet."
    "But it's embarrassing!" Nick exclaimed.
    "Sir," Damian reminded him with a feral grin.
    Nick suddenly wondered if he'd gone mad, kneeling on the floor with his hands clasped behind him in front of this man who had a body as sleek and muscular as a panther. A dangerous glitter in Damian's eyes reminded him of his lapse.
    "Sir, it's embarrassing," Nick said earnestly.
    "Then you don't want it enough yet," Damian said dismissively. "You may go."
    Nick squirmed desperately; if he didn't ask now he might never get up the courage to come back, and he didn't want to end this flirtation with danger or whatever it was they were doing.
    He took a deep breath, and blushing awfully, he managed to whisper, "Sir, would you please ... please ... spank me?"
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    "What have you done to deserve a spanking?" Damian teased.
    Nick looked dismayed and confused. "I don't know, sir?"
    "Perhaps I'll just spank you because I feel like it then,"
    Damian mused. "I haven't yet given you any rules, but I would have hoped that you would know better than to let Markie grab your ass like that."
    "I didn't know he was going to do it!" Nick protested.
    "Then it'll have to be just because I feel like reddening your sweet little behind," Damian said silkily. He returned to the straight chair and sat down. "Stand up."
    Nick scrambled awkwardly to his feet, embarrassed that his cock was again tenting his jeans in a most obvious way.
    Damian's lips twitched when he noticed it, but he preserved his severe expression.
    He grabbed the loose waistband, sliding his fingers inside, pulling Nick closer to stand at his right.
    "And now," Damian said, his husky voice drawling the words out slowly and deliberately, "I'm going to take your trousers down and put you over my knee and give you a real ass warming. Obviously you need a good spanking, and you're due one, my pet. Have you anything to say to that?"
    "Please ... sir ... please..." Nick whispered incoherently. He was so excited that he was trembling, hoping that Damian meant what he said about taking down his pants. He was quite sure he would not be able to undo them himself.
    Damian reached out and slowly unbuttoned the top button and slid the zipper down, relishing the little hiss of the metal.
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    allowing Nick's cock