Cory’s heart is pounding in his chest as he is staring at the man in front of him like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. It terrified him in the sense that he wasn’t clear what was going to happen if this man puts his hands on him. It scares him because something else isn’t clear, the terrifying way that he is at the mercy of this man, and he could easily get swept away by it. 

“What is your name?” Cory finally asks him, seeing how the man looks confused for a moment as if it doesn’t matter.

“Lynx Romanov.” The man introduces himself, and even his name is sexy, “but I don’t believe that asking questions is what I instructed you to do. Get over here and bend over my lap.”

Lynx’s voice trailed off in the last few words like he spoke, an unspoken promise of what is going to happen if Cory doesn’t end up listening to him. 

Clearing his throat, Cory was tempted to make a break for it, but something is telling him that he isn’t going to get very far. So, although he is doing everything in his power to do whatever he can to get through this. Slowly walking forward, it feels like Lynx’s eyes are going to be going through him, devouring him completely. It scares Cory in the sense that he has no idea what is going to come from it.

What is Lynx going to do to him? 

Is he going to make it out of this?

As he gets close enough, he wonders if Lynx is going to end up yanking him down and doing whatever he pleases. The sight of it is enough to make him wonder what might end up happening if he gives into Lynx. If he just allows himself to be taken over and that’s it. Maybe bending over Lynx’s lap is going to get him out of this.

Mentally, Cory is just trying to prepare himself for his ‘punishment’. He has no idea what is going to be done to him, but it is scaring him in a way that he would have never dreamed about. Lynx’s eyes are boring right into his soul, like something is going to happen the minute that Cory does what Lynx told him to.

And Cory knew in this moment that it is going to change everything.

Putting on a brave face, he stares Lynx down as he moves closer until he bends himself over Lynx’s lap, completely at Lynx’s mercy. Cory can only face the ground, Lynx’s long legs spread wide enough that it was going to make himself comfortable and he wouldn’t need to worry so much about it. He can feel Lynx’s crotch against his belly, but Lynx isn’t hard, so Cory doesn’t think this is about pleasure.

Maybe it is really a ‘punishment’. 

“After every spank,” Lynx murmurs, making Cory jump as he feels Lynx’s large palm rubbing against his ass cheeks through the thin fabric, “I want you to say, I’m sorry, sir. If you miss saying it, I can assure you that you will regret it.”

“How many times are you going to spank me?” Cory can’t help but ask, hating how his voice came out weak and small.

Lynx chuckles, making Cory wonder if he might have just asked the wrong thing, “where’s the fun in telling you that?”

Cory thought that Lynx was going to give him some kind of warning until the minute he feels Lynx’s hand coming right down on his butt. Cory gasps out in surprise. It didn’t hurt, more shocking him in the process because there was no way that he was able to do it like this. Cory doesn’t even know what to do but thankfully he remembered what to say.

“I’m sorry, sir.” Cory whimpers, just clinging onto Lynx’s thigh, hoping for the best.

Lynx seemed pleased by Cory’s admission, and he smacks Cory’s butt once again but this time, he’s not stopping. He’s not holding anything back either, each smack getting progressively harder with every passing smack. It makes Cory feel like he is going to go crazy, the pain shooting through his body which would be uncomfortable, but it embarrasses him when he realizes he is hard as well.

Cory’s cheeks are a bright red, he’s already pretty sure of that and something is screaming inside of him to run away or he’s going to burst right then and there. Cory thought it would be okay but maybe that is not the case. He just doesn’t want Lynx to notice and then call him a freak for getting hard in this kind of moment. Cory isn’t even sure why he is hard because this sort of treatment isn’t his kind of thing but it’s like his body is continuously betraying him without letting him do anything else.

Maybe this is the way that it had to go, and Cory couldn’t do anything with it. It’s like Lynx is spanking him in all the right places, touching him where it makes him feel the most pleasure. It terrifies him in the sense that he has no clue what he is going to end up doing about it when it is scaring him in the process as well.

Something tells Cory there’s nothing else that he can do. As he shifts his hips, trying to make sure that his erection isn’t so noticeable, but he freezes almost immediately when he hears Lynx’s soft groan as his belly rubs against something hard and prominent. That moment, Cory realized that Lynx was just as hard as he is and by the hard bulge, he is not small by any means.

Cory thought that he could handle what is happening, thinking it would stop at some point but of course Lynx wasn’t going to let it happen so easily to him. Spreading his legs a little wider, Lynx made sure that with every spank on Cory’s bottom, Cory would be rubbing his cock right against Lynx’s thigh. This realization made Cory know that Lynx knew precisely what he was doing, and he wasn’t holding back either.

But when Lynx slips his hand beneath the thin fabric, his bare palm making contact with Cory’s bare asscheek, something snaps inside of Cory.

“That’s enough, asshole!” Cory snaps, feeling like he is going to cum at any moment.

He made the worst mistake he could right now. 

In the blink of an eye, Cory is no longer in Lynx’s lap, his sore butt pressed right against the desk as Lynx towers over him. Cory is very aware of their size difference, clearing his throat when he sees the bulge in Lynx’s slacks that is leaving nothing to the imagination. What he is more embarrassed about is that his own erection can be seen very well, and Cory can’t do anything to hide it.

“What are you doing?” Cory finally finds his voice, his heart thumping wildly now.

Sliding his hands up Cory’s thighs, Lynx isn’t even bothering to answer right now because why should he? Cory can only grip the desk and hold on for dear life, wondering what Lynx is going to do to him. If he is going to end up getting killed in the process. What he didn’t expect is when Lynx’s big, hot hand wraps around his cock, squeezing a little hard.

Cory gasps, trying to pull away but Lynx easily holds him in place. Lynx’s hand works on Cory’s cock, jerking him off and holding nothing back. Cory is trying to push him away, but it feels like his strength is getting sapped from his body and he can’t do anything else with it. The moans escaping him are embarrassing a little bit, just resting his head on Lynx’s shoulder, unfortunately being unable to stop him and giving into the pleasure coursing through his veins. 

“I think I’m going to cum!” Cory moans out, warning Lynx because he is worried about getting it everywhere, “please, stop! I don’t want to do this. I just don’t…”

Lynx isn’t listening, that much is very clear to Cory and before he realizes it, Lynx had moved the thin fabric aside, leaving Cory’s lower half completely bare and out for the world to see. Rubbing the pad of his thumb along the sensitive, wet tip of Cory’s cock, it does Cory in and all he can do is cum hard, his seed shooting out in thick spurts and coating the front of Lynx’s clothing.

Cory is breathing hard, his face red, and he is wondering how in the world he got into this mess. The most embarrassing part is when Lynx brings his hand to his lips and licks off the remainder of Cory’s seed, his eyes remained locked with Cory’s.

“Next time, be a good boy unless you want this to happen again.”