Solby Smut One-Shots

Punishment

dominant- sam
not really smutty smut type smut, but enjoy!

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-Colby-

Daddy was mad at me, he had every right to be, he was working in his office and I keep bothering him. It's not my fault, I miss him. He works in there all the time, never having time for me or always being a bit grumpy.

Another attempt was about to be made, I walked in holding a cup of water- one, I'm not allowed to use glass cups, two, I'm not supposed to be getting things myself.

I stalked over to him, 'accidentally' dropping the cup on his desk making it clatter loudly and land sideways. The liquid went all over his desk, dripping onto the floor and soaking the papers he had just been working on.

"Colby! What the-" He groaned and stood quickly, yanking me into his hold and marching up the stairs. "I'm sick of your bullshit! I'm busy. I did not say you could have that or get a glass cup, Cole!"

"D-Daddy, I'm sowwy. I wanted-" I bit my lip to hold back tears, regretting my actions.

"No! I do not want to hear your shit, you're going to bed." We got into the room, he undressed me leaving me in my boxers and bent me over his lap. "Twenty, count." I knew what he meant, his hand came in contact with my ass. The stinging and most likely reddened skin was smacked more and more, with me counting the whole way.

Once he was done, he dressed me in a footie pajamas before laying me in bed. "Night." He snapped, leaving the dark room and shutting the door. No, no, no, no. It's dark, why'd he do that?

I began looking around the dark room, my eyes playing tricks on me as if shadows lingered around the room. "Daddy!" I hollered, making my throat burn a bit but that wasn't what my focus was on. "Daddy, please I'm scared!" I sobbed, hugging a pillow into my chest as I couldn't find my stuffie.

"Lay down, now!" I heard from downstairs, I just laid onto Sam's pillow and cuddled the one I held to my chest. Continuing to cry, I tried not looking around the room but always found myself doing it anyways.

"Daddy, I'm scared! Pwease don't leave me alone anymore!" I sobbed, wishing I'd never stupidly ruined his moment of work.

Suddenly, the laptop that laid open on a stand in our room lit up. I felt intrigued, getting up from the bed and grabbing the laptop before sitting back on the bed. My eyes flickered over the screen, dismissing the email and opening YouTube.

I played Winnie the Pooh, giggling as the silly bear disrupted Rabbit's peaceful work of gardening. Not hearing the footsteps climbing the stairs and entering the room, my giggles were cut off by the laptop being snatched off my lap. "Daddy-"

"Don't. Colby, I'm sick of you not listening, you're disobeying, breaking rules, doing things without permission, touching my things without asking. It's going to stop, do you understand me?" His voice was so stern and serious. It made my privates feel weird. "Stand up." He commanded, I did as told.

He took a step forward so he stood in front of me, "Strip to your boxers and lay on the bed." Doing as he said, I did it as I watched him dig in the closet and eventually pull out a box. The naughty box. "On your stomach."

I obeyed, glancing over to see him taking out the spanking belt and approaching me. "No, daddy, please. I'm sorry-"

"Do not speak. Another word or sound and you'll be sorry, you kept breaking rules and being naughty and this is what happens. You know that." He pulled my boxers off, leaving me bare, and laid the belt in my butt with it still in his hand.

I squeezed my eyes shut as his hand raised, slapping the belt down as I wanted so badly to whimper and cry out but knowing I couldn't. He did this four more times, giving me five all together before turning me over and cuffing my four limbs to the bed.

He grabbed a cock ring, sliding it on my member which was half hard. I almost went to protest, but stopped as I remembered I'd be punished worse if I broke the rule he'd given moments ago.

Next he grabbed a vibrating butt plug, sitting in the edge of the bed and bringing it to my lips. "Get it wet or it'll go in dry." I quickly began sucking at it, not wanting it dry knowing it'd be painful. He pulled it from my mouth, moving to sit between my bed.

"Open your legs." I opened them widely, feeling his hand grip my thigh as the plug was pushed inside of me. I winced and tried not to moan, he settled it in and stood up and began putting things away- except the remote for the vibrator in me- and took the cuffs off allowing me to be free. "Get dressed, we're going out."

I'm not sure why he wants to go out, it's late. I didn't argue, he handed me jeans and a t-shirt knowing I hate both of those clothing types. "Don't argue." He left the room, I dressed quickly and hurried down the stairs.

He grabbed his keys and held my hand as we walked to the car, getting in and buckling as he turned the car in and drove off. My erection along with the ring and vibrator made me shift multiple times uncomfortably. "Daddy-" I stopped myself, worried I'd get in trouble further.

"What?" He spoke, not too harshly or too sweet.

"Jus' wanted to say I'm sorry." I mumbled, tapping my foot anxiously. He sighed and pulled the car over, putting it in park before turning to face me.

"Why have you been acting that way, Colby?" He asked softly, holding my hand.

"You.. haven't talked to me.. I-I just missed you. I thought no matter what I'd have your attention.." I fiddled with my shirt, shifting a little due to the plug and ring around my member making me incredibly uncomfortable. "D-Daddy it hurts.."

"Fuck." He hissed, putting the car in drive and turning around to head home. When we pulled in, he unbuckled his seat belt then mine, "Stay." He instructed.

I watched as he left the car, walking around the front and to my door before opening it and scooping me in his arms bridal style. He carried me to our room, undoing my pants and pulling them down with my boxers making my hard private spring free.

He took the ring off, then opened my legs and gently pulled the butt plug out. After he properly putting them away with cleaning and such, I was already in my footie pajamas and curled in a ball in the bed. He walked in the room with a pitiful look on his face, laying in the bed and pulling me into his chest.

I was still hard, I ignored it though he must've realized by now with it being pressed against his stomach. "I'm sorry, baby. I just have to work, but I know I'm grumpy with you and I shouldn't be."

"I-It's okay. I shouldn't be naughty, I sorry." I told him back, kissing his nose.

He chuckled and kissed me sweetly, "You're perfect."