N-no, sir-- and yes, sir. I-I'll not forget again.
[ Nearly whispered, though audible still, punctuated with an uneasy gulp, Irving nods to echo and emphasize his words, eyes clamped shut against shame. As much as there is undoubtedly an erotic component to it now, perhaps even for the both of them, he has to pace himself lest he become completely overwhelmed by it, incapacitated by it.
This, though, is less genuine humiliation -- not that Irving isn't humiliated -- than it is corrective discipline, the way a man punishes his dog for inappropriate behavior, which seems exactly the sort of treatment befitting Irving's insolence.
He swallows slowly again, nods again, sweat beading along his flushed face before his eyes open again, wide and eager. ]
That's only the least of what I deserve, I'm sure.
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[ Nearly whispered, though audible still, punctuated with an uneasy gulp, Irving nods to echo and emphasize his words, eyes clamped shut against shame. As much as there is undoubtedly an erotic component to it now, perhaps even for the both of them, he has to pace himself lest he become completely overwhelmed by it, incapacitated by it.
This, though, is less genuine humiliation -- not that Irving isn't humiliated -- than it is corrective discipline, the way a man punishes his dog for inappropriate behavior, which seems exactly the sort of treatment befitting Irving's insolence.
He swallows slowly again, nods again, sweat beading along his flushed face before his eyes open again, wide and eager. ]
That's only the least of what I deserve, I'm sure.