He lays out what he doesn't like, and I can't help but sigh a little at the no hair pulling thing. Damn. Full head of hair, what a waste.
"Cinnamon?" I say, quirking an eyebrow as he strips. "Fine, remembered."
Jarmyn strips down, and I have to admit, he's not bad or all the ink. None of the lean, pale, grace of Dorian, nor the familiarity of Tez, but a fine cut of a man. My cock likes what I'm seeing...
but something's not quite clicking in my head. I push the thought aside and take the belt he's offering me. It's got a weight to it, and I test it, snapping it against my hand. Nice sting.
"Stand up, turn around, and bend over the table." I instruct, and when he does as I comply, I kick his feet apart further. He grabs the edges of the table, and I wait for a few moments, to let the anticipation build...
then swing my arm hard and catch him right across the ass with the doubled up belt, buckle in my hand. He jumps and gasps, and I smile at the sound. The area immediately blooms a bright red welt.
"You will could out the blows." I say flatly, walking back and forth a bit. "I will go to twenty. You call out the safety, I stop, but we're done. You miss a number, I start all over from the beginning. Understood?"
Once he gives his answer, I swing my arm and catch him across the backs of his thighs. And I wait for the number...
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Date: 2010-09-22 01:12 am (UTC)"Cinnamon?" I say, quirking an eyebrow as he strips. "Fine, remembered."
Jarmyn strips down, and I have to admit, he's not bad or all the ink. None of the lean, pale, grace of Dorian, nor the familiarity of Tez, but a fine cut of a man. My cock likes what I'm seeing...
but something's not quite clicking in my head. I push the thought aside and take the belt he's offering me. It's got a weight to it, and I test it, snapping it against my hand. Nice sting.
"Stand up, turn around, and bend over the table." I instruct, and when he does as I comply, I kick his feet apart further. He grabs the edges of the table, and I wait for a few moments, to let the anticipation build...
then swing my arm hard and catch him right across the ass with the doubled up belt, buckle in my hand. He jumps and gasps, and I smile at the sound. The area immediately blooms a bright red welt.
"You will could out the blows." I say flatly, walking back and forth a bit. "I will go to twenty. You call out the safety, I stop, but we're done. You miss a number, I start all over from the beginning. Understood?"
Once he gives his answer, I swing my arm and catch him across the backs of his thighs. And I wait for the number...