Hiding his amusement, Will kissed Lindi’s cheek. His master didn’t mind bruises on Will, but he liked to be the one putting them there.
“We’ll see you tomorrow.” Cain began herding the other two toward the door. “You’ve had a long day and need some time alone.”
Will nodded, clutching Lindi tight.
“We look forward to it.” Lindi spoke for both of them.
Chapter Six
Will bit his lip, nerves jangling. Lindi kept staring at Will. He slid his hands along Will’s back, Will sighed at the contact. “I’m going to spank you until your ass glows. Do you know how worried I was?”
Will relaxed in Lindi’s arms, letting his master support his weight. “I love you, Lindi. I’m sorry I never told you about my family.”
“We’ll deal with that later, Pet. Do you have anything else you want to tell me about? Forgotten spouses? Children?”
“No.” Will laughed. Relief swept through him. Lindi wasn’t tossing him out. “You know everything.”
Lindi cupped Will’s face. “I’m glad we got you back, but you obviously need a session to remind you to trust me.”
“Yes, Master.” Will nodded eagerly.
“Take off your clothes and wait for me in the playroom.”
Upon entering the playroom, Will stripped down to nothing. He folded his clothes and placed them in the cabinet next to the door set there for that purpose. Once he had everything arranged, Will walked to the middle of the room and kneeled on the cushion situated on the floor. He closed his eyes and found his focus. Only a few minutes passed before he heard Lindi enter.
“That’s a sight I was afraid I’d never see again.”
Lindi’s crotch hovered temptingly close to Will’s mouth. He leaned forward only to be held back by a grip on his hair.
“No. If you take your spanking well, I’ll let you suck me. Otherwise, you can sleep on the couch.”
Will shivered at the threat. Being banished from Lindi’s bed was worth a thousand lashes or any other horrible punishment Will could imagine. Lindi never dished out too much pain. Will preferred service to being struck, but the few times they’d played rougher, he’d enjoyed that too. He enjoyed anything with Lindi.
“Join me at the bench,” Lindi demanded.
Will stood with practiced grace and followed Lindi to the long padded seat. Lindi sat first and motioned Will over his legs. Will obediently lay himself across Lindi’s legs, groaning at the rough texture of Will’s pants. Nothing existed on this earth sexier than Lindi in a suit, but his sexy battle gear was a super close second. Will loved the rub of expensive material across his cock as Lindi spanked him. This wouldn’t be like that. This would be done for punishment instead of pleasure.
“You know why I’m doing this; it won’t be our usual fun. I am going to spank you hard, and you might bruise. The bruise will be a reminder to always trust your master. After I am done spanking you, we will put this episode behind us and won’t speak of it again. Understand?”
“Yes, Master.” Will’s eyes clouded with tears. He couldn’t stand the thought of losing this. To never hear the whisky-rough voice in his ear or feel the hard body clothed in soft silk and rough wool ever again would be a special kind of hell. Will would put up with a lot more than a hard spanking to keep Lindi in his life.
“I’m going to give you twenty swats. Count for me. If you lose count, I will start over. Understand?”
“Yes, Master.” The words weren’t any Will hadn’t heard before, but for the first time, it was for punishment not pleasure. His master rarely punished Will. He wasn’t one of those subs who got off on misbehaving and being brought to heel by his stern top. Will enjoyed Lindi’s praise and the spark of joy he received when Lindi stroked his hair while he sat at Lindi’s feet.
“Neither of us will enjoy this, Pet, but we will both feel better after.”
Will doubted his ass would feel better.
The first strike stole the breath from Will’s lungs. Lindi definitely wasn’t holding back. For the first time, the full force of Lindi’s strength was directed at him. If he hadn’t known how strong his master was before this, he did now. Lindi’s suits hid a lot of muscles beneath those clean lines.
“Count, Pet.”
“One, Master,” Will said, when he could gather enough oxygen.
Each strike shook him, the pain radiating through his body. This wasn’t the fun slap sessions to redden his ass before intercourse— this was true punishment.
The numbers began to blur, and twice Lindi repeated a strike when Will didn’t speak the number. At the end of the session, Will was sobbing messily against Lindi’s thigh.