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They rode a few miles down the road until they pulled into Fillips driveway. Juan pulled off his helmet and looked at Fillip with confusion, however he still followed him inside. Closing the door behind him, he clapped his hands in front of his body unsure of what else to do with them.

"I thought we were getting some food. What's up?" He tried to stay calm, big, and more like Juice.

Fillip shed his cut and sat down on the couch patting the space beside him. Juice followed, removing his cut as well.

Fillip had kind eyes and his smile was so wonderful Juan felt himself melting as he looked at him. He hadn't kissed him all day, and he had an uncontrollable need to do it now. He did, just as awkwardly and sloppy as the day in the car. Fillip looked surprised for a moment and smiled bigger.
Juan looked at the floor, picking at his nails. "Sorry, just needed to kiss you."

"Thas alrigh laddie. I tol ye, ye can kiss me as much as ye wan too."
Another chaste kiss was planted on Juan's forehead.
Juan nodded and then the pit in his gut returned. "So why are we here?" He asked again trying to sound only curious and not concerned.

Fillip put his hand on Juan's knee, soothing his nerves a little with the touch. He turned his body to face him. "Well Juan. Ye've been so tense and timid all day, not to mention last night. I put some thought into what ye've been saying about needing black and white guidelines. Ye need to feel safe, controlled and in control of yerself. Ye've been telling me tha, ye've been giving examples. Last night when I couldn't sleep I just went round and round in my head what ye could be saying in between all the joking ye do."
He patted his leg. "Ye with me so far?"
Juan nodded.
"If yer sure ye want to try, I think it would be alrigh, maybe even good for ye, to have something to keep ye on solid ground. I don't much like to say keep ye in yer place but thas basically wha I'm saying." He smiled, trying to relax himself before continuing. Juan's eyes were big, happy as if he knew exactly where this was going. Fillip chuckled deeply before he continued.
"If I spank ye, even though ye weren't naughty, do ye think ye would feel less scattered?"
Juan nodded enthusiastically trying to fight the curve of his lips into a smile.
"It would make ye feel better if Daddy reminded ye tha I'm the boss? I take care of ye. Ye don't have to be tough when yer with me?"

Juan's eyes were still big he kept nodding. "Yes Daddy. It would help." What he kept to himself was that, that sting would be a constant reminder that Fillip was keeping him grounded. Only he could give him that and only he could make him feel that safe. If Daddy put him in his place, before they went to the club, no matter what happened at the club, hed know Daddy was going to protect him.

Fillip cleared his throat and nodded. "Alrigh then. Remember yer not being punished. If ye decide ye don like it, or it's not helping ye say so. Understand?"

"Yes Daddy."

Fillip scooted into position on the couch and motioned for Juan to come over towards him. "Scoot down yer pants and shorts. Lay across my lap."

Juan's face heated up with embarrassment, a part of him wanted to back out, but a bigger part of him knew he needed this.
He lay himself slowly over Fillips lap, resting his face on a throw pillow. Fillip rubbed his bottom in preparation; admiring it really. Juan tried to think of anything else, he could feel himself against Fillips leg and he knew he could feel it too. It just added to the humiliation of the whole situation. The fact that it was his own idea made it more embarrassing, more enticing.

The first smack was hard but not too hard. More than anything it surprised him. He involuntarily tensed his body and let out a low "ohhhhh" through his teeth. Daddy rubbed the place he'd just smacked, smoothing the sting. Once Juan relaxed again, he felt  Daddy's hand lift from his skin. Internally his heart was pounding in anticipation knowing the next strike was coming. This time Daddy's hand came down firm, Juan didn't jolt from surprise. However he didn't have time to relax, there were no soothing rubs, that hand just kept coming down again and again.

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