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an antique cupboard. He opened it and smiled at the arsenal of bondage and spanking gear. There were even some packaged costumes.
    “It’s a bit of a quiet period. We even had this couple from Italy once. They stayed for a week.” Liam could hear the pride in Ryan’s voice and that was enough to shut him up for the time being. He didn’t want to poke at his confidence.
    “If you say so.” He grabbed one of the canes from its place in the cupboard and swung it through the air, pleased with the swishing sound it made. It was clear Ryan invested a lot of money and effort to make this place so cool. Because it was. Liam only found it strange that he never heard of it before.
    “You like that one?” Ryan wheeled over to the cupboard. “I like the paddles more.” He pointed to a leather one. “It was custom made.”
    Liam gulped, watching his sweet, pink mouth stretch into a small smile. “Canes are more... ‘classroom’, I think.” He shrugged. “But I wouldn’t use it on anyone I liked.”
    “Yeah, a bit too hardcore for me as well.” Ryan kept looking at the paddle, lost in thought. Liam pulled it out of the other man’s hand and slapped it against his own forearm, curious how much it would hurt.
    That got Ryan’s attention again. “You like to be on the receiving end? Sorry! I mean... it’s none of my business.” He swallowed and wheeled away from the cupboard. Liam heard him curse beneath his breath.
    “Not really, but it’s an interesting feeling.” He smiled, watching Ryan escape towards the door. That boy was really too shy for his own good.
    Liam put the paddle back into the cupboard and followed him. “I think I gotta get going.”
    “Yeah, sure.” Ryan was already out in the corridor. “And with the paddles, it’s often more about the slap than the pain.”
    “Yeah, you like that?” Liam barely stopped his hand from pinching Ryan’s cheek.
    “I... it’s...” Ryan pouted. “You’re making fun of me, aren’t you?”
    Liam shrugged. “No?”
    “I kinda tried it myself,” Ryan whispered, his face already turning pink again. “Just don’t tell anyone.”
    “Uh.” Liam’s body suddenly felt very hot, his lungs emptying. “What do you mean ‘yourself’?”
    Ryan hid the lower half of his face with his hands and gave a nervous laugh. “Like you did on your arm. Yourself. But I did... you know where.”
    “You paddled your own ass?” Liam moved closer to the back of Ryan’s chair, because the image of Ryans pale ass covering in red welts with every slap he inflicted on himself, made his cock twitch. If Liam ever walked in on him in that situation, then everything be damned, he would join the party.
    “Yeah. Pretty pathetic attempt though.” Ryan shook his head.
    “Are you done there boys?” Fay’s voice ripped the awkward-yet-strangely-sexy atmosphere apart. “Some people are actually working, you know,” she complained, appearing at the door with a cleaning trolley. Even when wearing the simple uniform, she had her hair and makeup all glammed up. She claimed applying all that facepaint was her way to avoid plastic surgery, but Liam would rather call it an obsession.
    “Yeah, yeah. I was just showing Liam... stuff.” Those words made Fay raise her eyebrows, but she didn’t say anything more as they passed her.
    They didn’t return to the topic of paddling, or any other form of spanking for that matter, on their way downstairs. Ryan confessed Fay intimidated him a little, but he kept her in the job, because she worked in the hotel when it was still owned by his aunt and was a regular B&B. Liam on the other hand didn’t have anything against her, but thought it was pretty sweet of Ryan to let her stay. Ryan was a great guy, no wonder they got along so well. It didn’t even feel like work, more like helping out a friend.
    He promised to pick up a few things they forgot to buy during their last visit in the shops and drove off with Ryan waving him goodbye from the