The Gans

Chapter 27

Warning: Spicy

Timur

Amur dragged me up the stairs when we got home and immediately took me to his room. But while we were walking up the stairs I looked back at Anthony and he looked up at me with a smirk while wiggling his eyebrows.

He was supposed to come save me not stand there looking like an idiot.

Once Amur pulled me into his room he turned and slammed the door behind me. "So you wanna tell me why you were trying so hard to piss me off at the bowling alley," He growled huskily in my ear. "Because I wanted to," I told him, looking up at him confidently.

"Well that just makes your punishment even worse doesn't it," he whispered into my ear. "I'm going to take a shower and by the time I come out of the bathroom I want you naked on my bed and ready for your punishment and if you're not it'll be even worse," he said, walking to the bathroom connected to his room and even though his back was turned I could practically here him smirking.

"Whatever," I huffed out, sitting on his bed and crossing my arms. Soon I heard running water in the bathroom and I knew I had to start undressing or my punishment would be even worse.

Or maybe...

I mean he probably wouldn't do anything more than not let me cum and I could handle that plenty. Amur was simply too fluffy to actually punish me. I'd pushed his boundaries multiple times and the most he did was ignore me but this was a different case he wouldn't ignore.

He was probably way too vanilla to involve himself in something that would actually suffice as a punishment. I was home free.

After a good ten minutes of Amur showering the water shut off and Amur came out wrapped in a towel. I sat on his bed with one leg over the other and fully dressed. Amur's eyes narrowed at me and growled.

"Why do you take disobeying me so lightly," He growled out quietly, going to his closet and coming out with a box. "Because I know you're not really going to do anything," I said, rolling my eyes.

"If you're not lying naked on the bed by the time I turn around you're not gonna be able to walk for a week."

"Do. You. Hear. Me?"

He turned around and started counting. I didn't know what number he was counting to but his voice told me he wasn't playing around. I quickly got out of my clothes and laid down on the bed.

My dick was already standing up and my balls felt tight. I reached down to touch myself but before my hand could even make contact my cock my hand was stopped. I looked up in surprise at Amur and he just smirked down at me.

"Do you really think I'll give you the privilege of touching what's mine after so rudely disobeying me?" He asked, getting a belt out of the box and restraining my hands to the headboard. But before he fully latched he looked down at me with a softer face and sympathetic eyes.

"Tell me now if you want me to stop cause we start I won't be stopping," he whispered to me. I was glad he was asking but I wanted to be able to stop if I wanted to. "Do you want a safe word, baby boy?" He asked, leaning down and kissing my forehead.

"Yes," I answered quietly.

"Alright, what will it be then?" he replied, planting kisses all over my face. "Green... please," I whimpered out, my hands already feeling a bit sore from the belt. "If that's what you want, sweetheart," Amur whispered in my ear and kissed it.

He secured the belt to the headboard, keeping my hands from going anywhere and then continued to rummage through the box. He then pulled out a blind fold and tired around my head covering my eyes from seeing his face, making me whimper.