Submission of Lucas

Punishment

In the living room, Lucas stood naked from the waist down, his head bowed in submission. Adam sat on the sofa, his eyes fixed on Lucas, assessing him.

     "So, Lucas, what do you have to say for yourself?" Adam's voice was calm, but there was an underlying edge to it.

     Lucas swallowed, his throat dry. "I'm sorry, Adam. I truly am. I shouldn't have hidden my bowel issues from you."

     "You're right, Lucas. You didn't show me the respect I deserve as your dominant. And you lied when I asked you questions," Adam said, his voice steady.

     Lucas nodded, his eyes downcast. "Yes, I did. I deserve punishment, Adam. But please, not another spanking. My ass is still sore from last night." He turned slightly, showing Adam the reddened cheeks of his buttocks.

     Adam's eyes narrowed, and he stood up, his tall frame towering over Lucas. "I have something else in mind, Lucas. Something that will teach you a lesson."

     Lucas's eyes widened as Adam left the room, returning moments later with a small box in his hand. "No, Adam, please..." Lucas whispered, recognizing the box's contents.

     Adam opened the box, revealing a container of garlic paste, its pungent aroma filling the air. "This is your punishment, Lucas. Bend over the dining table."

     Lucas's heart raced as he obeyed, his mind reeling at the thought of what was about to happen. He bent over, his hands resting on the table, his back arched, and his ass exposed.

     Adam dipped his fingers into the paste, scooping out a generous amount. "This will teach you to be more honest with me, Lucas." He began to smear the paste onto Lucas's exposed hole, his touch firm and deliberate.

     "Ohh... Adam, please..." Lucas whimpered, his body tensing as he felt the cool paste invading his most intimate place.

     "Shh... Just relax, Lucas. It's for your own good," Adam said, his voice soothing, even as he continued to spread the paste, his fingers working their way inside Lucas.

     Lucas squirmed, his body writhing as the sensation became unbearable. "Please, Adam... It's itchy... Oh God, it's so embarrassing..."

     "Embarrassment is part of the punishment, Lucas. Now, hold still," Adam said, his voice firm.

     Lucas tried to obey, but his body betrayed him, writhing and squirming as the garlic paste seemed to come alive inside him, tickling and itching in the most sensitive place.

     "Please, Adam... I'll be good... I'll be honest, I promise..." Lucas begged, his voice desperate as he tried to control his body's involuntary reactions.

     Adam chuckled, his breath warm on Lucas's back. "That's the idea, Lucas. Now, let's see if we can make it even more interesting." He added another finger, spreading more paste, his touch deliberate and slow.

     Lucas's legs trembled, and he began to dance in place, his body moving in a desperate attempt to find relief from the itching. "Ohh... Adam... Please... It's too much..."

     "That's enough for now, Lucas," Adam said, his voice satisfied. He withdrew his fingers, leaving Lucas panting and squirming, his body still reacting to the intense sensation.

     Adam watched Lucas's funny dance with amusement, enjoying the power he held over his submissive flat mate. "Now, Lucas, go and clean yourself up. But remember, this is your punishment, so no relief until I say so."

     Lucas nodded, his face flushed with embarrassment and arousal. He scurried off to the bathroom, his mind reeling from the intense and humiliating experience. He knew that Adam's punishment was far from over, and he couldn't help but wonder what the dominant man had in store for him next.