He lives in fear of the day his boss finds out the punishments turn Will on, and what will happen the secret is finally uncovered …
A recently graduated football star and used to getting what he wants, Will wasn't thrilled when his struggling parents asked him to help earn a little money for the family. But he figures getting an part-time job at a tiny new start-up will be a pretty easy way to make a few bucks.
At least, it is until his new boss finds him chatting to his friends instead of sorting papers. The files are a mess, and Mr. Anderson decides the young jock he's hired needs a bit more hands-on motivation, and his methods aren't exactly conventional …
It's not long before the strong disciplinarian is dominating the twenty year old's confused thoughts … and desires.
Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, first time gay experiences, spanking and punishment, rough anal sex, a dominant alpha male and an increasingly submissive younger man. All characters are 18 or older.
Excerpt:
James could barely sleep that night, and it wasn’t just because of the lingering sting of the punishment. He wasn’t entirely sure that it had all really happened, and not been some strange, surreal dream. Had he really been spread out in Ms. Larimer’s kitchen, pants pulled down, getting spanked for the neighborhood to hear?
Chris had sent a few angry texts about not getting a call back as promised, but James ignored them. He had absolutely no intention of sharing this little experience with anyone.
He briefly considered never going back. He could ignore any calls and let it all slip away as if it really had been just a horrifying but strangely exciting dream.
In truth, it was that excitement more than anything that confused him about the experience. Ms. Larimer had always struck him as a woman he didn’t want to cross, and the punishment he’d received seemed to validate everything he had been afraid of in a very fitting way.
No, what really surprised him about the ordeal was how he himself had responded to it. It had been … thrilling. It had turned him on. Being treated like that by a powerful woman, disciplined over her kitchen table, had opened up parts of him he had never known existed.
Over the next couple days, a chance remark in conversation or a slight twinge of lingering discomfort in his buttocks would bring back an image of that evening. Instantly he’d be hard. Instantly he’d be horny. It was tremendously distracting and more than a little confusing.
And so when Monday, he reported for work without a second thought. He intended to never put himself in that position again, but shutting off any link to that secret world seemed even more unthinkable.
When he arrived, Ms. Larimer greeted him on her way out to another round of meetings. She gave no indication that anything had transpired between them, other than to say, “I trust you’re ready to be a good boy for me today.”
The comment alone had him rock hard before James could so much as nod and mumble an embarrassed response.