*Top Ethan, crossdressing, bdsm, daddy kink, Gray likes being called baby girl, degradation, choking, spanking, overestimation*
Grayson
Sooooooo, I snuck out to go to a party, and I wasn't supposed to. My boyfriend, Ethan, said that he didn't approve but I had different plans, so when he was in a deep sleep, I snuck out of the house late at night for this party.
I was having so much fun, there were drinks, drinking games, an outdoor and indoor pool, and so much more. This house party was lit af but that all came to an end when this guy was trying to get me drunk, so I left.
When I got home, I was still a bit impaired from all the alcohol so I made sure I had a designated driver, that being my friend James, drive me home. When I got there, I was trying my absolute best to be quiet but it seemed like everything wanted to be loud, though I remembered that Ethan was a heavy sleeper so I should be fine right? Wrong!
Ethan
It was about 2:45 am when I felt a shift in the bed. I wasn't fully asleep nor was I fully awake, so when I felt Grayson moving out of my embrace, I started waking up more than falling asleep. I groan and open my eyes slightly to see Grayson getting dressed. "He's going to that party, isn't he?" I thought to myself. I started waking myself up more then turned on my back to get a better view of his outfit. I saw him slide on his hoochie daddy shorts that show off his thick ass and thighs as well as a cropped hoodie. I smirk to myself and think "fuck he's so sexy, but he's gonna get it when he gets home,"
It's been 3 hours since I've been waiting for Grayson to come back home, I was starting to get impatient. "Where the fuck is he!?" Soon I hear keys jingle and the door unlock. "Finally," I stand at the bottom of the staircase with my arms folded and my foot tapping. "Where have you been baby girl?" I ask with gravel in my voice. "U-um I-" I walk menacingly closer like a predator stalking its prey. "Tell me where you were," I say more sternly getting a bit more impatient. "I-I went t-to the p-party," he whispered the last word. I step closer wrapping my hand around his neck. "Speak. Up. Slut." I say a bit angrily. "I-I went to the p-party!" He said raising his voice. "Hmmm, which one?" I ask dropping my hand and stepping back. He whimpered at this probably missing the contact. "T-the one you told me not to go to," I scoff at this and walk away going back upstairs. "W-wait!" Gray said speeding up to follow behind me. "A-aren't you m-mad!?" I ignored the question. "Hey! I'm talking to you!" I continued to ignore him. "Ethan!" He said angrily grabbing my shoulder and pulling me back to face him. I stare at him with a blank expression. "Why are you ignoring me!" "Because you ignored me when I told you not to go to the party," "But-" "I don't want to hear it, Grayson,"
Grayson
Grayson, he called me Grayson. He only calls me that when he's really angry. I shiver with a bit of fear when he said my name that way and I slightly pout realizing that I fucked up. "Babe?" "What!?" "I-I'm sorry," I say hanging my head low. "You're not really sorry," "But-" "I don't want to hear it right now Grayson," There it is again. I'm in big trouble with him. "A-arent you going to punish me?" I ask with a bit of desperation. That's the true reason why I did all this, for a punishment. "Is that what you want? Was that the reason you decided to be a bad girl?" I squeeze my thighs a bit at the tone of voice he was using and bit my lip. "Damn, he figured me out,"
Ethan
I smirk to myself when I figured him out. I could tell by the way he squeezed his thighs together and bit his lip. I walked closer and slider hands onto his waist then trail them down to his ass giving it a slight squeeze. He stayed quiet for longer than I liked so I broke the silence. "When I ask a question, you answer me slut," I say dropping my voice lower and walking closer to my boyfriend. "Y-yes," he whispered. I throw him over my shoulder and drop him on the bed aggressively but not enough to hurt him. "You're starting to piss me off more Grayson," I warned. "Answer my question." "Y-yes, I wanted to be a b-bad girl so daddy can punish me," I chuckle darkly and say, " You're a whore for daddy aren't you?" He nodded instead of verbally answering me so I flipped him over, pulled his shorts down, and slapped his right cheek harshly. "Mmmh, yes, I'm a whore for daddy," I smirk in approval and massage the now red flesh. I then lift my hand and brought it down heavily on the other cheek hearing another hum. I can tell he was starting to enjoy himself by the way he arched his back. I slap his ass harder leaving nothing but redness and hand prints. "D-daddy," Grayson shakily said. "What's your color, babygirl?" "G-green," "Good," I flip Grayson onto his back, sliding his shorts off and lifting his cropped hoodie to expose his nipples. He shivered as the cool air hit his skin causing goose bumps to rise. I lean down to kiss him for the first time tonight and it was filled with nothing but lust. I grind my clothed length against Gray's bare one emitting a soft whine from him. "D-daddy, please," he said with desperate, glossy eyes so I pull away removing my clothes. I slowly stripped teasing my partner as he closed his legs a bit to get some type of friction. I chuckle at his neediness and turn around to the walk-in closet to retrieve our special box. I open the box and pull out everything I needed for the activities that were bound to happen in the next few minutes.
