Ride or Dive

Story

Lucius sneaked out to the party without telling his father, but the noise was overwhelming. He went outside for some fresh air.

A big hand dragged him to a dark corner and covered his mouth with a cloth. Lucius struggled against his captor, but the man pressed the cloth harder. 

When his vision faded, he thought, I'm going to die. What'll father think?

At first, he was relieved to be alive when he woke up on a big bed. Then his heart nearly stopped when he discovered that he was naked, his arms and legs tied up and spread open.

His father has warned him against going anywhere without escort. Lucius didn't feel any pain yet, but his mind was filled with images of what might have happened.

He didn't know how long he was kept there, but his arms and legs were getting sore. He almost hoped someone or something would break the tension of uncertainty.

Then he heard his father's familiar footsteps.. 

"Father, is it you?" Lucius tried to turn his head.

"You disobeyed my order and disgraced yourself by mingling with deplorable people. You have to learn a lesson about that."

Lucius's face was wet with tears. "Please forgive me, father. Please let me go. I'm sorry about everything."

His father ignored him and opened a box. Lucius's heart sank from the equipment in sight.

"Please spare me this time. I'll be good."

"You can choose where to take your punishment." Lucius' father sounded eerily calm.

"Can I choose another punishment?"

"No," his father said and slapped his buttocks.

"My mouth. I'll take it with my mouth."

"Of course you're eager to take it." his father said and freed his hands.

Lucius' face heated up, but it would be the less painful option if he wanted to sit tomorrow. "Thank you, Father."

"Spread your buttocks apart." His father said.

Lucius couldn't believe his ears. "Why?" 

"You tried to bargain and challenge my judgement. Now you have to take extra for your insolence."

Lucius' hands shook when following the instruction. He felt vulnerable and ashamed to expose himself like this, but he knew that his father wouldn't relent now.

Then the first hit came.

Lucius cried out at the spark of hot pain. The part of his body was delicate and unused to such sensation. 

His hands slackened, but his father noticed and forced him to push further apart. The second hit hurt.

With the subsequent hits, Lucius tried to crawl away but was foiled by the chains. To his shame, his organ swelled when he rubbed against the bedsheet futilely.

"Please let me go. I'm sorry," he begged.

His father ignored him and continued with the steady punishment. Lucius sobbed so hard that he couldn't talk.

Then his father stopped. "It's time for you to take your original punishment."

Lucius shook his head and trembled. He screamed when he felt the instrument against his painful flesh.

"No…"

"Behave," His father said.

He unchained and adjusted Lucius to be on all four. Then he put it against Lucius' lips.

Lucius suckled it and let it go as deep as he could. He rolled his tongue around it, mindful of how he had looked.

"Your manner didn't befit your position as my son," His father said dispassionately. "From now on you have to double your practice."

Lucius dared not show his dismay even when he choked on the words. Father had an exact standard for him. He couldn't afford to break it anymore.

The punishment continued until Lucius's throat was sore and raw. He only noticed that he was crying when his father pulled him into his arms. 

"It's for your own good," his father said while stroking his hair. "I trust that you have learnt your lesson."

Lucius nodded, burying his face against his father's chest. 

"You'll be grounded for a month," His father said. "Your etiquette lesson will start tomorrow."

Biting his lips, Lucius hid his fear at the ominous words.