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your way home from work. You know how Havoc loves
roasted chicken. It’s currently on discount and it’s cheaper to buy than roast
my own chicken.”
    “Fuck the chicken. Right now all
that matters is the way you’re reacting to me.”
    “I’m not reacting in anyway.” Heath
consciously began to move toward the sofa in the hopes of hiding his rising
erection.
    No such luck. In moments, Volt was
in front of him, grasping his wrist. The smell of his master’s soap and Volt’s
familiar masculine scent nearly overwhelmed him along with his close proximity.
    “You know how I hate it when you lie , Heath.” Volt spoke against his ear.
    “Oh for God’s
sake, Volt. I only asked you to get the chicken.” Heath had a load of
things to say, but they flew out the window when Volt closed his mouth over the
side of his neck.
    “Oh, Volt, we can’t. Blaze says he,
Levi, and Sarah are coming early,” Heath murmured, but he knew he’d lost.
    His entire body was leaning toward
his master eagerly and his hands were beginning to hungrily explore the hard
planes of his Volt’s body. He squeaked when Volt gripped his buttocks and
pressed him closer.
    “Fuck them. I’m not interested in
their damn company anyway.”
    “Volt, you know it’s our turn to
host the weekly dinners and you know how Havoc is big on family get togethers .”
    Volt growled at that. “We
practically see each other in the office every day. Stop making excuses, Heath.
The more you resist me, the more spankings you’re going to get.”
    Heath was incredulous, and sense
returned to him. “You can’t spank me now. Blaze, Levi, and Sarah are literally
half an hour away.”
    Volt let out a throaty laugh, and
Heath didn’t know what the big bastard had to laugh about. Restraint was
something they had to implement. Havoc had already caught them several times
and told them, in his old man’s reprimanding tone of voice, that if they were
going to fuck like rabbits in the office then they should start looking for
other employment.
    Heath wasn’t sure if he was kidding
or being serious.
    “I can do what I want, Heath.
Remember who’s in control.” Just the sound of Volt’s commanding voice was
enough. Heath let his master peel off his clothes and in seconds Volt was
sitting on the coach with Heath, naked and draped over his lap.
    It had been days since their last
session, and Heath longed to feel the ache again and see the handiwork left by
Volt.
    “You’re a slutty and kinky little
kitten, aren’t you, Heath?”
    Heath craned his neck and tossed
Volt what he hoped was defiant glare. “What? No I’m not.”
    With one hand Volt restrained both of
Heath’s hands at his back, while his other found Heath’s hardening and leaking
cock. “This tells me otherwise. We haven’t even started yet and you’re already
hard just from the prospect of a spanking.”
    Heath gave in to Volt’s reprimand.
He only squirmed and wiggled on Volt’s lap. He let out a gasp as the sharp
crack of Volt’s large and heavy hand descending on his ass resounded across the
living room.
    “Set of thirty, Heath. Start
counting.”
    “Thirty?” Heath shrieked when Volt
only answered him with another stinging swat.
    “I don’t hear you counting, Heath.
Do we do a little revision of our previous lessons, little tabby, and add in
another set of twenty?”
    Oh gods, the damn bastard very well
knew those words would only drive him up the wall. Sometimes lessons in the
arcane arts turned swiftly to lessons of another sort when Volt used that tone
on him.
    “No, master,” Heath whispered,
yelping when another smack descended.
    “We shall see. I still can’t hear
you, Heath.”
    Heath’s counts came out in
shuddering breaths. Each smart blow began to undo him as they usually did. By
the time Volt finished the first set, Heath was
panting and begging for more. He was already high on endorphins and had entered
sub-space, and when Volt finished off, his cock was rock hard and