Sugar Daddy | Johnil

...5🌹

"W-why?" Taeil asks, breath shaky as he is glued to position in front of the CEO.

"Are you sure you want me to tell you?" Youngho was looking down at his fingers that had on two big silver rings; one on the thumb and the other on the middle finger.

"B-but all I did was tell him thank you and I was okay. I-I had no control over that and he included me into the conversation after. It wasn't my fault." The shorter male says weakly at the elder. If it is what he thinks Youngho is gonna do, he was positive it's gonna hurt because the latter had colossal hands not to mention his well toned arms. His body looked like it didn't miss a day of gym and cardinal exercise.

"I gave an order and it wasn't followed through thoroughly which is unacceptable. If you can't follow simply orders now, I need to discipline you before it gets worst. It's a shame because you were doing so good." Youngho says casually as if it was some simply mathematical equations he got wrong so he needed to help him understand it better, so he won't get it wrong again in the future.

"But it went well all four times. Why are you making such a big deal out of it?" Taeil asks, voice now stable and a bit irritated.

"I only tolerate perfection. Not good. Not great. Per-fec-tion." Youngho replies, pronouncing every syllable, "Now Taeil, I won't ask again." He leans back waiting on the weight that should be over his thighs.

"That's unfair!" Taeil says a little too loud for the CEO as he continues, "So what? You wanted me to be like the fucking mannequin? Or a goddamn programmed robot?" Youngho sighed sitting back up. Did he forget the rules already? He guess he'll have to remind him of them.

"Fifteen."

"What?" The medical student asks, irritation fading a bit as his face contour confusion. Why the fuck was he counting?

"And, if you say something else to piss me off I'll raise by twice the amount. The only option you have here is whether you want leather or flesh contact." Then it clicked. He meant the amount of spanks he will be receiving and his eyes widened. Fifteen? Taeil was about to counteract but the taller male spoke again, annoyance and anger lacing his voice.

"The next thing out of your fucking mouth better be what you want to be hit with. I have waited long enough and put up with your blabbering. You have 5 seconds to choose then you have no say after." And the younger's breath hitched as the elder started counting and out of panic he shouts out when Youngho reached five,

"Your hand!" And he slaps his own hands over his mouth as soon as those words left. His brain reacted off of impulse from the nervousness flowing through his body and that's what came out, instead of him arguing back.

"Funny how you thought you had a choice in the matter. My bad baby boy." The elder used his fingers to point to his lap and Taeil swallowed thickly understanding the gesture. With unstable movements he made three steps to the side of the fashion designer and kneeled down beside his thigh, sitting on the back of his legs as he looks you at the taller sadly. He couldn't wait any longer and lift the male up and situating him over his thighs, clothed ass now in his view and possession.

Taeil made an 'oof' after being thrown over the elder's thigh so roughly. Heart beating erratically as his face was now downward to the ground along with his arms. He was now feeling his shirt being pulled out of the neat tuck he placed it in and pants button being loosen so he shut his eyes. Youngho had pulled his pants and boxer down a little only to reveal his his plush ass.

The taller male stared down at the soft round globes on display and used his hand to caress it and giving it a little squeeze earning a whine from the younger. It was stated that this is how he does his spankings and Taeil was okay with it because he didn't think it would actually happen being that he didn't plan on defying his sugar daddy, but look where his naive thoughts brought him.