chapter 11

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Kirishima smirked and stood up as Tamaki got a painful slap on his belly with a belt. Tamaki let out a cry, pulling on the chains harshly when the leather came into contact with his skin. Kirishima slapped his belly again. He loved the reaction from his little and it made him hungry.... extrem hungry. Tamaki gave another cry, this time a little louder, pulling on the chains more. He whimpered a bit, trying to squirm away but the chains held him in place.

Kirishima stopped. "Are you okay Baby?" Tamaki whimpered out and shook his head a bit "Th-that hurts!" Tamaki whined out, the stinging on his stomach was a bit much for him. Kirishima kissed his belly softly and licked over it. "Should I continue on a other spot?" Tamaki blushed more and then nodded "M-Mhm" he stuttered softly with a small tear in his eye from the sting of Kirishima licking over his belly. Kirishima wibbed his tear and slapped with the belt on his thights. Tamaki jolted once again, giving a moan mixed with painful whines.

Kirishima slapped them harder and harder. Thete were like 10 slaps he did on his thighs. Tamaki moaned and cried out at each smack, he had tears running down his cheeks from the pain but he really seemed to enjoy it. Kirishima threw the belt on the floor as he grapped a play candle. Tamaki seen this and blushed more "Wh-What's that for?" the bluenette asked cutiously. Kirishima fastly covered Tamaki's eyes with the blindfold again. "Bad boy! I will slap you again when you look one more time!" Tamaki whined out and nodded, not daring to look from the blindfold again. "S-Sorry Daddy.." He whimpered softly. Kirishima started to light the candle wax so that it dripped on Tamaki's whole body. Tamaki gasped when he felt the wax hit his body and blushed like crazy. Kirishima slowly ran his fingers up his chest and let some wax dripping on Tamaki's belly, right on the spank marks. Tamaki got chills and tugged on the chains a bit with a small whine when the wax hit the impact marks on his belly.

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