With a ﬁrm grip on the rear waistband, Daddy yanked the pull-up away, the sides and tailhole tearing with ease and exposing Logan’s white, spotted butt. With his free arm, he
placed his paw across Logan’s shoulder blades, holding the snow leopard, and his tail, in place.
“First, for wetting your pull-up,” Daddy stated, and the paddle smacked downward over and over.
These were always a light spanking. Logan squirmed, and tried to avoid tensing his muscles. The ten spanks ended as quickly as they started, and he knew the real punishment was about to begin.
“And more importantly, for being a naughty kitten.”
As if being straddled over his husband’s knee for a spanking wasn’t belittling enough, being called a naughty kitten pushed Logan’s mind further into a toddleresque space. He was already vulnerable having spent all day worrying about this, and being left to the power and control of the tiger was breaking him further with no resistance.
The smacks started again, harder and faster than what came before. Such was the force of the paddle, Logan’s cheeks stung quickly, each swat making his discomfort worse. He was in pain before he could deal with it, clutching Daddy’s calf with one paw, unable to lie still as each connection between wood and ﬂesh twisted his body in response. Daddy’s paw pressed tighter as the kitten wriggled, denying him the opportunity to move an inch out of place.
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Yes it sure seems like this is going to be a long night for this naughty kitten.