APPRENTICE DEVALL Chapter 7 - Disciplinary Action

The experience continued for what felt like an eternity. He brought his hand down on my butt again, then again, then repeatedly with growing force, but then, between strokes, he'd soothe me so tenderly. I waited in anticipation, my dick spewing pre-cum and twitching against his thigh, willing him to hit me harder. I wanted to know how much I could take and I was keen to impress him with my bravery. He told me to stand and to remove my shirt and tie. I did as requested, staring into his stunning eyes, almost scared by how much I wanted him. He ordered me to lie back down on his lap and I heard the sound of him picking up something from the floor. Then, wham, he hit me with it. The object was wooden, like a paddle. It made a cracking sound. The sensation was sharper than his hand and considerably more intense. Then he pulled my garments down, exposing my ass. Once again, I held my breath nervously, wondering how his hand would feel against naked flesh. He kept me waiting for the longest time until my heart was pounding with anticipation. Then he struck me again, then again, and again until I was gasping and groaning. He told me to stand. My dick was harder than it's probably ever been, so much that Master Scott commented on it, uttering the understatement of the century; ' you're aroused.'