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questionable impulses, he had resolved never to spank Nick again, but he could no longer resist his alluring sub. He had made so many mistakes that fateful day: acquiescing to his pet's demand to be caned, not setting the scene for him, promising three and then not delivering the stated number. If he'd been able to tell Ashley everything that happened, he was sure that the other man would have yanked his status as a Top, if it were possible to do such a thing.
    Damian was filled with gratitude to his friend; without his advice, he was sure he would never again have seen the beautiful sight of Nick, naked and on his knees, vibrating with need.
    "Oh, I will, pet. I will do whatever I want." Damian pulled the straight chair to the center of the room. "Over my knees, pet." He had to suppress a laugh when he saw how quickly Nick scrambled to his feet and flung himself over his lap.
    Nick winced when the hard hand came down on his arse.
    He was completely healed from their session with the cane, but it was like getting back on the horse that threw you.
    However, Damian didn't allow him a long time to ponder; he warmed Nick's arse thoroughly with a series of swats, making a random circuit over the entire bottom, ensuring that he did not miss an inch of the quivering flesh.
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    Damian paused to stroke over the smooth skin, just blooming pink as the result of his attentions. "I'm going to warm your bottom tonight, pet. You're going to be squirming, I'm going to make you so hot. I doubt you'll find it very comfortable to sit tomorrow, but that's what you've agreed to so it's my pleasure to spank you as much as I like."
    Nick wiggled around on Damian's lap under the hand that stroked him, pleased to feel the hard bulge under him, but only gasped, "Yes, sir."
    Damian pushed Nick to his knees onto the floor. "Kneel, pet."
    Nick assumed the position, waiting with outward patience, but inwardly quivering with arousal. The short spanking had served only to whet his appetite.
    Damian stepped closer and cupped Nick's chin in his hand, forcing the boy's head up to look at him. "Look up." Nick obeyed, surprised when Damian went to his knees, but then he felt the man's hands at his cock, putting something on him.
    Damian stood up. "All right. Eyes down."
    Nick looked down to see a cock ring secured at the base of his organ, circling his balls.
    "Just in case you can't control yourself," Damian said with an evil grin. "On your feet."
    Nick stood and Damian led him to the wall. "Hands against the wall. Back your feet up, ass out where I can reach it, pet.
    I'm going to paddle your cute little behind until you're begging for more."
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    When Nick was in position, he felt Damian's hands running all over his arse, reaching between his legs to find his balls, rolling them between his fingers.
    "I'm going to warm you up a bit more before I cool you down, pet," Damian commented. "Keep those eyes facing front."
    He picked up the paddle and stroked the polished surface in his hands before he stood by the boy's side, sliding his arm around the slender waist to anchor him, watching the flex of the perfect buttocks. "Ten to start with, pet. We'll have this little bottom nice and red."
    Nick would have squirmed away had the arm around him not restrained him. He tensed, waiting for the first blow. He flinched as the paddle connected with his backside, anticipating a sharp blow, but Damian brought it down lightly.
    The snap sounded worse than it felt, each stroke increasing in firmness that sent tingles dancing through his arse.
    After ten strokes, Damian ran his hand over the firm buttocks and said, "You're pinking up nicely, pet. Another ten, I think."
    Nick would have agreed to anything, if only Damian would touch his cock, straining in the ring, begging for attention.
    The next ten strokes were harder, snapping against his arse. The sensation vibrated through his body and he wanted more. "More ... more ... please, sir," Nick begged.
    Damian smiled, well pleased with his pet's response, enjoying each whimper and moan. He ran his fingers over the heated skin between blows to check that the boy was okay.
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    into a stinging warmth that throbbed in counterpoint to his trapped cock. All his fears melted away, and he could only feel. He moaned when Damian's arm released his waist.
    "Time to cool you