{ #1 } I Was Shooting For The Moon, I Hit Two Stars (MxMxM || 18+)

Chapter 61 - Always The Softie, But...

(Mark's POV - Sun. 10 May 2015)

"I need that spanking, Master. I want it."

Holy crap! What the hell is going on with this boy? Has he turned into a little masochist? No, I don't think so. All the Subs have a little masochistic side, but it doesn't make them Masochists all the same. Still, it's quite surprising coming from Alex and I'm not anywhere near yielding to his request. A spanking wouldn't be appropriate in this case; his latest behavior requires something more mental, something that will enhance a deeper reflection. This has to be a long-term punishment through which I'll be able to see his progress. If he thinks he'll get away with a few minutes of physical pain, he is clearly mistaken.

Alex is chewing his bottom lip, so I pull on his chin before his teeth pierce through the fragile skin, then sit up against some cushions and the armrest of the couch.

"Discipline is a very serious side of our lifestyle, Baby, and I can't punish you with a spanking because it wouldn't fit the purposes teaching you the right lesson," I explain as calmly as I can.

As much as I'm happy with the long conversation we've just had, needless to say, his tone has slightly gotten on my nerves over the past few minutes, but my self-control is still in check for now.

"Then what? How do you expect to punish me?" he asks with obvious annoyance as his little fist punches my chest.

Well, he might get that spanking if that bratty attitude goes on. I certainly won't tolerate a tantrum or further insolence, exactly like I wouldn't with Shannon.

"Like I said, I still need to think about it, Baby."

"Wow... Sounds complicated. It's as if you were going to make it long and very unpleasant..."

"You nailed it," I reply seriously. "Long and mostly unpleasant, and I promise you'll hate it. After all, that's the purpose of a punishment, isn't it?"

"You, Sadist..." he grumbles with a small smile.

"That doesn't make me a Sadist, but I could totally call Cam for more suggestions..."

"Ugh no... Whatever you decide will be fine... I guess..."

"Good, because..." I trail off, sitting further up to pull him closer to me, "I'm just a Dom who really loves his Submissive and who wants to make sure he'll never ever run away again..."

"Are you going to put me on a leash?" he chuckles.

"I might do that. And lock you in a cage when I'm not around."

"Ugh... Thank you, but no thank you..." he replies just as his stomach echoes with loud rumbles. "Oops..."

"Time to feed you, Baby. It's almost 8, so let's go and see what we can cook for dinner!"

Swinging my legs to the side, I get up with him in my arms and carry this frail body to the kitchen where I rest him on his stool. His new stool since we all swapped places yesterday. It seems like his former seat yielded too many bad memories, but I won't complain about the change since I could also picture him there before he ran away. While I cook homemade macaroni and cheese in a comfortable silence, my inner Dom and my inner Lover start a new fight, but I quickly push them to the back of my head. I will need my favorite activity – aside of sex – to sort my thoughts out and this can wait until tomorrow morning.

I would have gone for something lighter than mac & cheese, but Alex definitely needs something consistent. I have always loved his slim body and to be honest, I have come to attach way more importance to his sweet soul, but I can't let him reach a skinny state that would make him weaker than he is. His loss of weight isn't that significant, but it still pained me yesterday evening when I undressed him and saw he had managed to lose enough to float in his jeans. This isn't my biggest concern though, because I know he'll catch up quickly with healthy and regular meals.