Pup (Bratt)

Chapter Forty-Two: Boot Licker

When Brian returned, Matt was already on the ground at his feet, in the forgiveness position. "S-Sir, I am so, so sorry, I-"

He was cut off when a foot was placed on the back of his head, pushing his face to the floor. This was new, and strange. When Brian spoke up, Matt was shocked to hear it slightly lispy, a completely different pitch... Jimmy.

"I am going to punish you." Jimmy said.

Matt's breath hitched. "W-What?"

"You heard me. I won't repeat myself."

Matt was mortified. God, he was going to be punished by Jimmy? Where was Brian? What was going on?

"Brian will be here, as I'm sure you're wondering," Jimmy said, "So will Johnny and Zacky."

Oh no... They were going to watch him get punished. Humiliation overwhelmed Matt. He felt like he could feel their gazes on him as he was there on the floor, naked, face forced into the carpet.

Matt let out a whimper, "I-I... but, I don't... why?"

"Why? You tell me." Jimmy withdrew his foot, which Matt took as permission to raise his head, and Jimmy hissed, "Face on the ground."

"I-I..." God. Matt slowly lowered his face, whispering, "I came without permission."

"What? Speak up."

"I came without permission," Matt said louder.

"You did. Is it important to have permission before you come?"

"Yes... sir."

"Why?"

"B-Because you have to do what your master tells you to," Matt replied, "And if you want to do something, you have to make sure it's okay with your master before doing it."

"Exactly," Jimmy said. "Is coming a privilege?"

"Yes, sir," Matt replied.

"So when you come without permission, you are taking advantage of a privilege you have not earned yet."

"Yes."

Jimmy added pressure to his foot. "Yes what, slave?"

Matt winced, "Yes, sir."

Jimmy sighed. "Here is your punishment. For the rest of the day, you will follow me on your hands and knees. Not in your headspace. You will wear your palm pads and knee guards. You will ask me permission for every single thing you do. Not Brian. Me. You will ask me if you can look at any of us in the eye. You will ask if you can piss. You will ask if you can eat. You will be naked. You will not object. Do I make myself clear?"

Matt gulped. "Yes, sir."

"You will phrase sentences as such. 'Permission to speak, sir?' 'Permission to look up, sir?' 'Permission to relieve myself, sir?' Understood?"

Matt shook. "Yes sir."

"Good." Jimmy removed his foot. "We begin now. Retrieve your palm pads and knee guards and put them on."

Matt started to stand up, and Jimmy said, "Crawl."

Matt crawled to his duffel bag, casting a glance at the people watching him in the corner of the room. Brian's eyes were on him, face void of expression. Both Zacky and Johnny looked embarrassed for him.

It made the shame and embarrassment worse as Matt pulled out his palm pads and knee guards. He looked at Brian as he slid them on, pleading for his master to rescue him from this situation, and Jimmy put his foot on Matt's head again, easing his cheek to the carpet.