I hugged my knees to my chest and sighed. As soon as my 'punishment' was up, he'd left leaving me naked and locked in a weird room with chains all over it.and that was hours ago whilst I was asleep. I was still in shock about having a male mate. I was straight! I'd had premate girlfriends! But you only get one mate, and he was mine. I had to deal with that, whatever that meant.
I got up, and went to see if there was a toilet somewhere, and a mirror. But my search was fruitless, and I sat back on the bed, feeling like a prisoner.
Fifteen minutes later I was crying with the effort, and I gave up, I pissed all over the expensive bed. I felt like a child or a bad puppy. He walked through the door a moment later, and the rage on his face was scary.
"Bad boy. Come here. You must be punished" his voice was so ominous I squeaked.
"No master" I felt sick inside, but I had to. He smiled wryly.
"Bad boys must be punished" he walked over to me, picked me up, and took me to this large cross thing against the wall. He tied my hands and feet to it, so that I was facing the wall.
"Your safe word is red" he snarled, a before I could nod, he slapped a whip across my bum.
I moaned loudly, my ass stinging from the sudden spank.
"One, I will spank you 10 times, do you understand?" I nodded unable to verbally respond.
CRACK
CRACK
CRACK"Five...six...seven"
CRACK
CRACK
CRACK.He untied my hands and all the tension let my body I collapsed into his arms. He carefully layer me on the bed and rubbed this ointment onto my ass very gently. I flipped myself over and looked up at his face. He smiled wryly and threw a black leather frilly collar with a connected body harness with a leather thong thing to cover the dick.
"Put this on little wolf" his voice wafted over me like a blanket.
"No" he raised his eyebrows and put his large hand around my neck and squeezed, our faces inches apart, our breath mingling together in the gap.
"You don't get to tell me no slut"
"Fine" I muttered and scurried away to get changed he'd unlocked the bathroom for me this time. It was a struggle, but I wriggled into the garment. I turned to look at my ass, and my whole red ass was out for the world to see, my nipples were covered by the front harness straps, and the thong was connected .
"Your leash little one" he smirked.
"I HATE YOU!! HOW OLD ARE YOU? like 40? I'm only 18, you have gone so long without a mate, why me? Why now?" I screamed at him, he didn't look angry only put out, though it's hard to be intimidated by a 4 foot 10 boy wearing a harness. Especially when you are 6 foot 5.
"I'm only 36" he smiled, walking over to me and clipping on the leash.
"Still too old for me" I thought to myself, as he pulled me forcefully out the door.

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Little Boy Wolf
RomanceI'm normal. HAHAHAHAHA nope. Not normal definetily not normal.