Dead-centre [private for me and Kaido]

[zajawa]

Michael blushed and felt more and more nervous with the silence. He thought of few things he could say.. but somehow every time he looked at Dillon made it impossible to open his mouth.

When they were there he just simply followed his lover, feeling a bit like on a leash.. what he didn't really mind. Then he blinked and looked at the door. Well... he didn't remember himself closing them.
"Uhm.. I.. I might have forgotten..", he muttered and then gulps. "I-I'm sorry, Dillon... We were just... I.. was thinking of something else... and then... I'm sorry.."
If the writer would have a puppy ears they would be laying low as his blue dropped to the ground and arms slumped a bit.

[Kaido]

"You're just asked for people to come and rob you. You are a famous writer. Maybe even a crazy fan could of come in and stolen something. Heck you could of been home and gotten hurt." he lightly scolds him as he leads him into the house. Closing and locking the door behind him as he lead him into the living room. "I'll just have to add on to your punishment." he tells him with a smirk. "Now then." he said as he sets the paper onto the coffee table. "I want you to remove everything, now." he tells him.

[zajawa]

"Well... keys just seems to not to keep with me...", he tried to defend himself only to realise just how stupid it sounded and fell silent.
Blushing up to his ears he gulped and putting his cellphone down on the table he started to take off his clothes. Michael really had a nice body. Wide arms, narrow hips. Although he was a writer he was excercising pretty often since he noticed it was stimulating his brain pretty well.

[Kaido]

Dillon frowned as he listens to his excuse. You could see it in his eyes that he was not buying it for a second. He took a seat on the couch as he watched his lover strip. He sees just how wonderful his body was in shape. He was glad that with the crazy schedule he had, he still had time to watch himself.

Once everything was gone, he gives him one more look at and smiles. "You have such a wonderful body." he tells him. Then gets off of the couch. "Now I want you to lay on your back on the couch with you legs press to your chest." he said before he walks off tot he kitchen.

[zajawa]

Gulping nervously he laid down slowly and got into position that Dillon wanted him to. Now even his ears were really warm. What it was all about? Yet his cock slowly reacted, getting half hard as he waited with his red asscheeks on the plain view.

[Kaido]

He comes back with a large spatula in one hand and a peeled ginger root in the other. He sets the ginger to the side for just a moment as he walks over to the writer and gently taps his bottom with the spatula. "Are you ready to be punish?" he asked.

[zajawa]

Hearing Dillon was back he gulped nervously only to gasp as his red behind was tapped by the spatula his lover was holding. Not sure what would be done he nodded his head, his cock getting a little bit harder at the sight of his boyfriend being so.. sexy.

[Kaido]

When he saw the nos he lifts the spatula and gives him a firm smack on his right cheek. How big the head of the spatula was, it covered his whole cheek. He read somewhere that being smacked in this position hurts more then compared to the over thew knee position. Then he gave his other cheek a firm smack.

[zajawa]

The first hit made Michael flinch and then gasp, the pain radiating from his sore cheeks and making him breath faster. The next one was even worse, elicting a soft whimper while his body shudder. Yet his penis was still standing up nicely.

[Kaido]

He sees his penis stand and chuckles. "You are a naughty, dirty little boy." he said and gave him a smack right between his cheeks. Then he goes a little faster and smack random spots.