I can't get You out of my head! (On Hold)

6. Really?!?

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Jon PoV

Fuck that was a stressful meeting! Work wise, because we have a shit-ton of stuff to do in preparation for the coronation. Personally, because my dick was actively rebelling against my brain and better judgement and it felt like it was trying to jump out of my pants and straight to my King, begging for attention.

Even now, almost 24 hours later, my sexual stress-level is still through the roof. This, pared with the fact that I haven't had time to go to the club to get a hard "work-out" for weeks, makes for one cranky Sub! Seeing my King being so authoritative yesterday has had me all hot and bothered ever since, and I haven't had any time for a "private moment", so my lunchbreak will have to be sacrificed if I am to have any hope of not snapping soon.

With that in mind, I wave to Jacob on my way out. "See you in a bit Jacob. I have some stuff to do, but I'll be back in time for the briefing with the King."

I hurry out, not wanting Jacob to stop me for questioning. For once I had decided to drive to work, so I have the luxury of being abe to make it home to take care of my "problem". My new apartment is only a 10 minute drive from the castle. I'd made a snap decision, after signing the contract Jacob gave me, to buy the place. I had been thinking about it for a while and the new job gave me the push to get the papers signed. At the moment the place is very spartan almost bare, because I've had zero time for trivialities like home-decoration. But the essentials are there, a bed to sleep in, a table to eat at, a tv to zone out to and a sofa and armchairs to chill in. What more do I really need?

Right at this moment? I need my dick in my hand. Or if I'm honest, I need a Dom to put me through my paces, but I'll have to settle for my hand and my imagination. Not wanting to waste time on trivialities like getting my clothes off, I just pop the button, lower the zipper and pull out my best friend. Leaning back in my armchair I give myself over to the fantasy.

In my mind I am caught red handed right in this chair, doing what I'm doing right now by none other than Frederic my Dom.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" His voice sounding slightly amused. "No don't tell me! Let me guess. You thought you had a medical emergency and needed to check? Because I'm pretty damn sure that you can't be jacking off right now, can you? That would be against the rules Jon!" His voice getting sterner "And rule-breaking means punishment, dosen't it Jon?" I nod.

"Are you just cruising for a spanking today Jon? Use your words!" He says harshly. I shiver "No Master, I mean yes Master, I mean..."

"Well which is it Jon? Yes or No?" He growls.

I hang my head "I'm sorry Master. I have been a bad boy. Please punish me." With that, I drop to my knees. "The first step to redemption, is admitting that you did wrong. Well done Jon! Now get up, pull your pants and underwear down and bend over the back of the sofa!" While I'm getting ready, he disappears into the bedroom only to come out a moment later with my paddle.

Slowly he starts caressing my ass, alternating between both cheeks and switching between his hand and the paddle. "This is how this is going to go Jon!" He says, his authority clear in his voice. "I am going to spank you. You are going to keep count and thank me after each one. And if you do well, I will see if we can fix your "little" problem. How does that sound?"

Amazing! That's how it sounds! "Thank you Master!"

"Well then. Let's get started!" *SMACK* "One! Thank you Master" *SMACK* "Two! Thank you Master". Three and four and five fall in quick succession. By eight I am panting hard and by ten I am a begging mess! *SMACK* "Eleven! Thank you Master. Please I need..." *SMACK* "T-twelve! T-t-thank you Master. Pleeeeeese Master" He shushes me. "Hush now Jon. You're doing good! Almost there."