Consequences (( For AngelicImpurity))
 

The sun has set hours ago and the starts were bright in the sky. A man was sitting in his him, looking down as he cell as he looks to see if there were any miss calls of a text from a certain someone. That be his young lover. He saw him this early afternoon but hasn't seen or heard from him since. He was getting worried. Ever since they started going out, his lover has always been a bit of a trouble maker. Some might see that as a turn off, but for him it was not. It never made the relationship dull, but he hates when he hasn't heard from him. What if he was hurt somewhere?

Just then his land line rang. Yes he was still old school to have one. He picks it up and hear it was the police station. It was his lover making the one call and asked to bail him out. He spoke calmly and tells him he will be on his way. It was a good thing he owns his own online company. He could easily pay the bail. As he arrived to the station he asked what had happened.

Apparently his lover was at a condemned warehouse where there was a wild party going on. Filled with booze and drugs and other minors. He nods his head and was then lead to a holding cell where his lover was locked up. An officer opens the door and tell the younger male that his bail was paid.

Griffin Stood in frotn of the cell. His amber brown eyes staring sternly at the smaller male. His well tone arms crossed against his muscular chest. His sandy blond hair comb to the side though still a little messy for he was home chilling. It was clear that he was not happy about any of this.

Nathaniel, Nathan to his friends and family, looked like hell. The boy, a fox mimi, was disheveled, his shoulder blade length ginger hair an utter mess, his blue eyes a bit blood shot. His clothes were torn and messed up, and clearly he'd been roughed up a bit at the wild party.

As he looked up at Griffin, he gulped silently, trudging up to him and staring at the floor. The sixteen year old was barely five foot; Griffin was huge compared to him.

As he approach him. The first thing he does and place a large hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?" he asked in a calm and caring tone, but still had a firm hint to it as well.

Nathan shook a little as the hand rested on his shoulder, before quietly crying. The first words out of his mouth were kind and caring, not mean and angry. He didn't deserve his boyfriend...

"I... I'm sorry... I fucked up..." he whimpered to him.

He heard him cry and picks him up. He weight nothing to him. So he cradled him in his arms as though he was a little child. In someways he is. Take his eyes off of him for a mare second and he gets into some serous trouble. This could of end a whole lot worse if the police didn't show up.

The ride home was quick and quiet. He lead him right into the master bathroom. It was spacious in there. He strips the clothes off of Nathan's body. He didn't seem them as fitting anymore and throws them into the little waste basket. He then goes over his bare body to check for injuries. "Does anything hurt?" he asked. Still using the same tone as the one at the station.

The boy was a bit bruised and banged up, but nothing was broken. Sniffling, he gave a soft nod. "Sore all over... But... Not injured..." he mumbled pitifully.

Chewing his lip, he stared at the floor miserably. "...All I do is cause trouble for you, and you're more worried about whether or not I'm ok..."

He looks into his eyes and and tenderly stroke his face cheek with the backside of his hand. "Of course I care. You might cause me trouble, but I still care about you very much." he tells. He then reaches for under the sink. and pulls out a familiar item for the fox boy. A big, red, enema bag. Alone with packets that will help him clean out, but would also make him cramp badly.

He fill up the bag to the brim and add two packets into the water. After a shake he hangs it on a hook that he usually hangs his bathrobe on, but does use it for the bag as well. He then goes tot he medicine cabinet and pulls out a tube of lube. Squeezing some onto his hand and spreads it on the decent size nozzle. "Please. Bend over and spread your cheeks for me." he tells in ordering tone that left no room for arguing. It was still calm, but the other would know that he was in some serious trouble.

The ginger fox's plump ass clenched as he saw the enema bag, Nathan's heart sinking when he saw two of those damn packets get mixed in. Griffin was clearly pissed, since the cramping would be HELL.

Miserably, the fox boy bent over as instructed, whimpering as he spread his pudgy cheeks, revealing his pink backdoor to his boyfriend.

As he sees the hole. He squirts a little bit of lube to his right middle finger. He spreads a little bit of the lube on and around his hole. Before he inserts his finger inside and thrust it in and out a few times. If he was a little more playful he might of done so for a few more minutes but he pulls out and replaces it with the nuzzle. Once inside he pats his bottom. "Do not let it fall out and grab hold onto your ankles. You will take every last drop of this bag." he informs him.

Nathan gasped out, standing on his tiptoes from the impromptu, and all too short, fingering. The nozzle caused him to gasp and whimper, as he gripped onto his ankles obediently.

"P-Please Griffin... It's so much though..." he pleaded.

"I have to make sure that the medicine get into you. Those drinks could of been spiked." he tells him. "Once the bag is emptied. You will hold it in for ten minutes." he tells him.

Nathan nearly cried when told he'd hold the double-dosed enema for ten minutes. He knew that by the end he'd likely be doubled over or curled into a ball from the cramping.

With time the bag soon emptied out into Nathan. Griffin could see his stomach was sticking out a little from all that water. He also knew that his stomach must be in pain with the cramping. Yet it just means the medicine is working. So carefully and slowly, he pulls out the plug. Then gave his right bottom cheek a pat. "Ten minutes." he reminds him.

Nathan clutched at his distended belly, whimpering at him.

"H-hurts, griffy...!"

He gently places a hand on his head and gently stroke his hair. "I know, but who knows what could be in your system. By doing this I will feel better knowing that we flushed it out before it does real harm to you." he tells him and moves his hand to his belly to rub it.

Once the time was up he g=helps him over to the toilet and sits him down to release it. While he was doing that he starts filling the bath with nice warm water. He poured some bubble bath into that had a settle hint of lavender. To help him settle down for the even. Even though he has more in store for him.

Nathan was a softly crying little mess by the end. When unplugged and sat on the toilet, he thought he may have found salvation, emptying himself with a flushed face.

After he finished. He comes over to him and stands him up. Grabbed some toilet paper and wiped him clean himself. Then he picks him up and places him into the warm water if the bath. Kneeling down tot he side. He grabs a washcloth and squirts some body wash onto it. Then starts to scrub his body.

The foxling flustered as Griffin took complete control, squirming in the warm water. The attention felt... Nice, for sure, though.

He had Nathan stand as he wanted to clean his legs, feet, lower back his penis and his bottom. Even going in between the cheeks. Then he had him sit back down in the water. Once his body was wash. He grabs the detachable shower head, place a hand over his eyes and sprays water over his hair until it was soak. Griffin then grabs the bottle of shampoo that make his lover's hair silky soft and fluffy. Tenderly scrubbing it in. It would feel like a head massage.

The fox boy blushed and squirmed as his bits and bottom were washed so thoroughly, before relaxing as the hands worked on his hair, and his ears. That... That felt nice... His tail slowly swished in the water.

After he scrubbed the shampoo into his hair. He scrubs some of it onto the tail as well. With both soapy He grabs the shower head once more and rinse the shampoo out. Being careful of his eyes. With the fox boy now cleaned. He gets him out of the tub and grabs a big fluffy towel to dry him off.

Wrapping the towel around him. He carries him into the living room where he took a seat and had him sit on his lap. "Nathaniel. We have to talk about what happened this evening." he spoke calmly but firmly.

The fox curled up into the towel, feeling safe and warm in it. When sat on Griffin's lap, the teen pressed to the older man's chest, wincing a little when told they needed to talk.

"D-Do we have to?" Nathan asked timidly.

"Yes. We do." he spoke firmly. He grabs him by the chin and has him look up. "What you did was reckless. Do you know what could of happened at parties? Did you hear about what happen to that Thomas fellow a few weeks back? He was around your age and went to a party. He was drunk, drugged and raped." he informs him. It was on the news for awhile.

"I never, ever want anything like that to happen to you ever." he tells him. "I love you with all my heart. If you were gone from my life. I would he shattered." he tells him and kisses his forehead. "But, you have lost my trust. You go off without telling me anything. You make poor life choices. You are like a little child and that's what you are going to be." he tells him. "For now on, you are going to be treated as though you were a baby." he informs.

Then with that he grabs him and lays him over his knee, removing the towel. "Not only that but to make sure no more foolish ideas pop into your head. You are going to get three spankings a day and extra if you decide to misbehave. Wither it be here at home of if we are out and about. You bottom is going to be red." he said.

With that he raised his hand up and firmly brings it down on his small plump bottom.

Nathan's eyes went wide, and he tried to wiggle away when he found himself face down over Griffin's lap. Any argument he had died in his mouth when the hand clapped into his plump bottom, making him yelp from the sting.

He continued to spank his bottom. Covering every inch of his cheeks, thighs and sit spots. He place his free hand on his back to make sure he stay in place. He did not want to smack anything that wasn't meant for a spanking. Still he hated to do this, but if he was going to act like a little kid, might as well punish him like one.

"Ow! Owww, Griffy nooo! Hurts!" he whimpered to him, barely able to wiggle anymore. The handprints STUNG as they were slapped into his skin.

"Oh no, sweetie. You don't get to call me that anymore. From now on it's daddy." he tells him while he spanks him. Soon he comes tot he stop when his bottom was red as a juicy tomato. He then picks him up and cradle him in his arms. Standing up, he carries him into the master bedroom where he has a surprise waiting for him on the bed.

As they entered he place him on the bed, belly down. Nathan would see that there were a few thing on the cover. cream, powder, a pack of extra thick diaper and a pastel blue footie pajamas with a snaps between the legs.

Carefully he had him lay on his back, sliding a diaper under him. Then he applies the cream on his cheeks and member. After that came the powder and sprinkles that all over. Then he tapes him up. The little fox boy will quickly noticed that he could not close his legs together for the padding was to thick. Just walking around will be a challenge to. Though this was all Griffin's plan.

He then puts the footie pajamas on that on the left chest it had a heart on it and the words 'Daddy's Boy' around it. With all things square away.He picks him up and cradle him in his arms, gently rocking him. "Until you can prove to me you can be mature. You are going to be my little cub. You are not allowed to leave the house without me. You are not allowed to drive and no using your smart phone or computer." he tells him.

Nathan cried his big blue eyes out, his bottom ACHING by the end of his spanking. Griffin was strong, and had rendered him certain he wouldn't sit for a week.

The fox couldn't even fight back as he was turned into a proper baby, crying more as he felt the crinkling, thick padding taped between his legs. He looked at his boyfriend, utterly miserable.

"B-But I'm a teenager, Griffin! Not a baby!"

"Really? Because your action tell me you are a cub." he tells him. Petting the top of his head tenderly and as he rocks him gently back and forth. He walks back into the living room and sits on the couch, but does not stop rocking Nathan. He kissed his cheek and then his forehead. "I am doing this because I love you." he tells him in a tender voice. Holding him tightly to his body.

"Is not fair..." he whimpered to him pitifully, not fighting as Griffin lugged him around. Nathan wasn't stupid; Griffin was in complete control, and it showed. Fighting him would just end with an even sorer ass.

"And do you think it's fair that I worry for hours on end where you are?" he asked. He sets Nathan down on the couch and stood up. "I'll be right back." he said and kisses his head before leaving for the kitchen. There he gets a baby bottle of milk for his little cub. As he fills it he pours a bit of powder in it. It will loosen certain muscles that will make it hard for him to hold his bladder and colon. Luckily it was flavorless so the other male wouldn't know.

A couple of minutes later he walks back in and sets the bottle down on the end table for just a moment. He sat back down on the couch, pulled Nathan to his lap then grabs the bottle and put the rubber nipple to his lips. "Open wide sweetie."

Nathan's first instinct was to pull away from the bottle, glaring at his boyfriend. "No."

He moves the bottle closer to him as he tries to get away from it. "Little cub don't get to decide. Be good for daddy." he said in a calming and loving voice. "Unless you wanna have your buns reheated." he said and pats his padded bottom.

The teen visibly winced as his sore seat was patted, and he gave the older man a glare. Defeated, he opened his mouth for him.

He smiles and slips the nipple into his mouth. "Such a good boy." he praised him and kissed the tip of his ear.

The fox pouted at him, suckling on the bottle. He wasn't the biggest milk drinker, aside from chocolate milk, so this was... annoying.

"You are being such a good boy. I know that you don't like milk but it's all I have. We'll have to do some shopping in the morning." he said. "Once you are done with that. It's off to bed with you." he tells him.

The fox drank the bottle, and, admittedly, was rather sleepy...

"You're not gonna banish me to a crib, are you?" he mumbled to him quietly.

He softly chuckles when asked if he was going to the crib. "Only well you are very, very naughty. Otherwise you are to remain in bed with me. Not having you by my side is punishing me." he said in a light playful manner.

The boy flustered a little, and slumped his head against Griffin's shoulder. "...I'm sorry I'm useless..." he mumbled to him.