21-Spankies.
Andy POV.
The bodyguard carried me away, he called someone on his phone and walked us, I mean carried me toward the car, he was walking quickly and kept mumbling something about me being a brat, I’m not a brat, I just wanted to see the ducks, daddy is the who moved.
“My lord,” the guy says once we were closer to the car, I could now see daddy’s angry face, he didn’t look happy at all, he took me out of the bodyguard hand and made me stand in front of him landing a quick slap to my bum, I was very grateful for all the extra layers right now! I didn’t even feel it but I cried, knowing he meant to slap my bum.
“Daddy…” I cry wanting comfort, he pulls me closer to him this time, hugging me close, making breathing a bit hard this time.
“Let’s go home,,” he says picking me up, we both got inside the car, he doesn’t set me in the seat as I expected him to do, this time he place me on his lap, holding me close to his chest, breathing me in, wiping my tears off, whispering that I’m safe now. The two bodyguards were tense on the drive back, and from what I understood daddy would punish all of us, but since he loves me for the moment I decided to just get some sleep in his arms.
I only woke up to slight whispers, I couldn’t really understand the words, they went over my head.
“It was unacceptable! Expect to be on gate duty for the rest of the year” I think that was daddy, but I didn’t understand what he said I just whined wanting to get back to sleep, he bounced me around helping me get back to the land of dreams.
I felt all the layers getting taken off, even the final one, the pull-ups, they were slipped off, and I felt cold air against my warm skin, I whined but was shushed as more coldness touched my private areas, wiping me clean before another pull-up was added followed by my PJ. Finally, I was left to sleep in peace, I napped for a long time, exhausted from everything that went on today, the drive, museum, running, the fear, and finally the drive back home.
When I woke up, I yawned, stretched, and looked around, this was a great nap, we should go out more often, I looked around, I was on a much bigger bed, not mine, this was daddy’s bed!
“Daddy!” I call to him worried he had left me again, he wasn’t in the room, I called to him again, on the verge of tears.
The waterworks had just started when he walked in, he saw my tears and moved straight to bed hugging me while I sobbed into his chest.
“Don’t cry, shush… it’s okay Andy, daddy’s here,” he says over and over again until I finally calm down in his arms.
“Nu leave me!” I demand this is the second time today, bad daddy!
“I would never leave you, baby,” he assures me cuddling with me in bed.
We stayed like that for a while, I felt younger than ever, this time I wasn’t a big boy, all I want is my daddy and for him to hold me tight.
“We need to talk about what happened” daddy had to go and ruin our moment together, I was really enjoying the cuddles.
“Nuh-uh cuddles,” I say not wanting to talk about it.
“We’ll cuddle later,” he says and without any warning flipped me over in his lap, having me lying prone on my stomach with my bum up, I tensed then.
Smack. Smack. Smack.
Even with the pull-up layer it hurt, I could feel it down my bum, it hurt so badly, I cried out.
“You are not allowed to leave me or let go of my hand at any time when we’re out” he scolds me, before landing another three painful slaps.
Smack. Smack. Smack.
“I’m sorry…” I cried out trying to save my bum from any more attack, but he pinned my hands and pulled my PJ and pull-ups down.
“You could be kidnapped or lost or hurt…” He scolds again, this time they hurt worse, I could feel them straight on my bare skin.
Smack. Smack. Smack.
“Daddy, please I’ll never do it again” I sob out meaning it.
“You. Will. Not,” he says every word was followed by a smack.
I sobbed down to his lap, holding the covers of the bed, he rubbed my back and abused bum helping me calm down, I hate spankies.
“I’m sorry daddy,” I say when he pulls me up fixing my clothes for me.
“I know baby, daddy loves you so much,” Dante says cuddling me again while I sniffle into his chest.