Baby Kitten

That Skirts A Little Short...

(Okay, so this chapter is gonna be pure smut. So be prepared my little smutlers. Hehee. I should kms. Anyways. Enjoy your sin, also. Here's my ugly mug. Hey yall)

They both walk to Tylers car since Josh doesn't feel safe driving his own with his tags out. (Its funny cauSE my car tags are out FML)
"Well baby, you wanna go the mall?" Tyler asked, grabbing Joshs thigh. Fuck he really loved his thighs. "Can we daddy?" Josh squealed in a cute child like voice. Tyler simply squeezed his thigh and laughed. They were soon pulling up at the mall and Josh couldn't wait much longer. Except he had to wait in the car until Tyler came around and told him it was okay. He opened Joshs door and lead him out. Josh immediately takes his daddy's pinky and holds it with his hand.
This always brought Josh into headspace. And he loved it. "Be careful princess, there are lots of cars and I don't want my kitten getting hurt!" he said playfully.
"Yes daddy" Josh smiled back. Josh drags him into the store and gasps at all the pretty skirts they have. "Hello! Welcome to Rue 21, anything in particular you were looking for today?" a small girl asked. Her hair was black & white. Straight down the middle. Her outfit was wild, a bright skirt with paint splatters all over it. A tie dye top that didn't match at all but she some how pulled it off. "Oh..uhm..I.." Josh started to trail off. Tyler knew he was getting scared and wanted to shy away. "He's looking for skirts, whatever he wants. Price doesn't matter" Tyler said reassuring his babyboy. He looks up at his daddy and smiles. "Go on princess, go look good for daddy"

Tyler sits and watches his kitten try on different pieces of clothing. He thinks Josh looks good in all of them. Josh suddenly giggles and tells Tyler to wait and don't look until he says. Tyler plays along and tries to peek once every few seconds. Scaring Josh and making him blush. "Daddddyyy don't look at me yet! I'm not ready for you to seeee it!" Josh playfully teases him moaning the first part of the sentence. "Fuck..what does he have in store for me..he better behave" Tyler thought to himself. Josh calls for Tyler to come look at him. "Oh my..god...Joshy" Tyler groaned. He had walked in to his kitten wearing a very short skirt. Plaid..red & black with hints of white. Josh pulled in Tyler and locked the dressing room. "I've been acting like a slut..daddy.." he teased as he palmed Tyler through his pants. "I think you have been too..kitten" Tyler grabbed his hand away and tried to push Josh up against the wall. "Strip for me baby..and be slow about it.." Tyler growled. Josh started to bend down and tease Tyler by waving his ass right near Tyler, just  making sure he could see a peek of his black lace panties. "Fuck babyboy, daddy is getting hard just looking at you" "So fuck me daddy" Josh moans.

"Kitten, you know you're not allowed to swear" Tyler reminded him. "So, what are you gonna do about it...bitch" Josh snapped back. Tyler is getting angry at this point. All of a sudden Josh throws him up against the wall and bites his neck. Tyler doesn't want Josh to enjoy any of this, but he also doesn't want him to stop either. "Kitten...fuu-..Josh!" he loudly whispers. "Yes daddy, anything for you..I'll suck you off right here...Master.." Josh moans a little louder this time. Making sure everyone can hear him. A few gasps come from the other side of the door.

*POP* Josh cries out and takes his mouth in his hands. "Owwiee!" Josh whimpers. "Kitten, you are a slut and I swear to god I'm gonna put that pretty mouth to work when we get home." Tyler takes the skirt off of him and Josh stands there and silently cries. "I'm driving us home after this and you're gonna get punished there too. This is the worst temper tantrum I've ever seen you do!" Tyler yells, loud enough for almost everyone to hear. Josh hated being publicly humiliated and this was part of his punishment. "Bend, now." "Daddyy nooo, I'll be good, I be extwaa good I pwomisee! "No! You've embarrassed me and now you get to be embarrassed." Tyler hissed. "NOW BEND JOSHUA!" Josh was already starting to cry at this point, not because of what he knew what was coming, but because people would see & hear him getting punished. He bent over, grabbing his ankles. He heard Tyler undoing his belt. "NOOO! Daddy not the belt! I hates the bweellt!" Josh sobbed. "Safeword kitten" Josh managed to squeak out a weak "O-oreo".

Tyler winds back his arm and lands a hit on Joshs smooth butt. *WHACK*. Josh cries out and tries to hold in the rest of the cry. Tyler winds back again and hits him several more times. *WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK* "DADDYYY! Stoopp! I'm weally sorry daddyyy!! Pweassee! I don't like the belts on me!" Josh cried out loud. Josh wanted to say the safeword but he knew he loved this to much. He loved the pain, he loved being under total submissive control. Tyler was far from done. Josh had began crying outloud. Tyler saw that his kittens legs were starting to give out. "Stand. Up." he commanded. Josh does exactly as he's told. Still crying, trying not to rub his ass. He wasn't allowed to touch himself or try to sooth the pain unless daddy said so. "Fix your pants and wait by the door for me" "But they'll see me!! I don't want them to see my face. I'm embarrassed!" Josh started to whimper. "Shouldn't have acted like a brat then" Tyler instantly replied. 

Josh quickly gets his pants up, opens the door leaving Tyler to put his belt back on. He walks out and hears silence. Some people giggle and point at him, others try to say comforting words. But Josh knew they couldn't help. Tyler walks out, puts the skirt on the counter and leaves, grabbing Josh by his belt loop and dragging him. "Buckle up kitten. It's gonna be hard to sit comfortably after we get home.."

(HOLY FRICK FRACK YOU GUYS. OVER 1000 WORDS. I CAN'T EVEN