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I woke up early this morning. It was just getting light outside. There was movement in the bed. It took a few seconds for me to get fully awakened. Snowflake was cuddled in close as usual, but he was jerking around. Yeah, he was actually jerking! He was jerking his cock! I jumped out of bed and he fell back onto his back, cock pointing to the ceiling and his hand still in place! "WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I know exactly what you are doing. You are jerking your cock with a willie. YOU HAVE BEEN TOLD you are NEVER TO DO THAT. Did you actually think you could get away with that right in bed with ME?" "I'm sorry I must have been sleeping." "Sleeping my ASS! You can't do that in your sleep. You have been a VERY BAD BOY! And yes, you are sorry and will be sorrier. Stand up and face me." "Sir! Please, I'm sorry!" "Do you recall seeing footprints painted on the patio deck out back?" "Yes Sir." Now he was beginning to look worried. "Go out there and stand with your feet on the prints, put your hands behind your back, and wait for me."
He slowly left the room. I watch out the bedroom window. He finds the prints and stands on them which places his feet wide apart. He puts his hands behind his back as instructed then looks around. The sun is just about to rise. There is plenty of light. He doesn't see anything particularly worrisome.
I get my old army duffle bag from the closet and head out to the patio. I slowly walk around Snowflake not saying a thing just looking serious. I slowly open the duffle making a dramatic show of intent. Snowflake is watching my every move. I pull out a pair of leather ankle restraints. I walk over to him: "Stand still." I fasten one to each of his ankles. I slowly, for effect, go back to the duffle and remove two lightweight chains with snaps at the ends. I fasten one end to each of the ankle restraints. Between the boards of the decking are rods inserted into two adjacent boards. They do not show from the surface unless you know to look for them. I fasten the chains to these rods. Above the patio is a sunshade made of vertical planks set several inches apart all the way across the patio. What is not evident is that there are notches on top of the planks above the footprints. I put a wrist restraint on Snowflake's left wrist and attach a rope to it and throw the rope up between the planks. I work it over until if falls into one of these notches. I don't stretch him but raise the rope just enough to keep his left hand over his head.
"Ok little boy. I told you I would punish you with a spanking if you did not follow the rules. You not only didn't follow the rules but blatantly did it right in bed with ME! I am going to change your mind about disobeying me. "PLEASE, I won't do it again. PLEASE! What are you going to do? PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!" He reaches down with his right hand to hide his willie, but it is too big to be hidden.
"First you are going to finish what you started." I go to the duffle bag and pull out a tube of cream. "Show me your right hand." I squeeze a blob of cream into his palm. "You have permission to cum. Indeed, you are commanded to finish jerking your cock until you cum. I want to watch you complete the crime! Snowflake looks at me with surprise. "Get going!" Snowflake begins stroking his cock. The cream smears all over his cock making it slippery. There is enough cream that it smears down onto his nuts as well. His cock had shrunk some while the restraints were being applied but soon returns to full hard. "What the fuck." "Watch your mouth! I don't recommend you make things any worse. Did you forget you were being punished? Did you just think you would just stand there and jerk off? That cream is capsaicin arthritis cream, essentially hot sauce in cream form. I want you to have a hot time of it. Now get with it and jerk off." I reach again into the duffle and pull out a short riding crop and give him a sting on one cute white butt cheek. "Now stroke that thing like you mean it. If you don't go at it with enthusiasm, I'll start licking you ass cheeks with the crop. You like stroking that thing so much you were willing to defy me. Now keep it up." By now Snowflake's cock is lit up. It is burning like fire. He doesn't know it, but it is a drug effect not an irritant. It will wear off without any harm. But it will take a few hours. That nice soft ball skin has soaked up the cream as well. "Go!" I put a little sting on the other butt cheek. He begins to stroke gingerly. "Faster, like you enjoy it. You do enjoy jerking off, don't you? When you are done, I will sting you with the crop once for every 10 seconds it takes for you to cum" With the distracting `fire', it takes him a full five minutes to cum all over the deck. Indeed, he does shoot a lot of cum. "Here is a towel. You may wipe any remaining cream off your cock and balls. You have rubbed enough deep into the skin.
I remove the wrist restraint from his left wrist. "Get down on your knees and clean up the deck. Cum should never be wasted. He licks at the deck stretching and reaching to get all the cum up. Now stand up and bend over and put your hands flat on the deck like you did for the doctor. He starts to bend forward. "You didn't ask `front or back' like you smart mouthed the doctor. Backwards!" He bends backwards with terror in his eyes. When he is all the way back, I stroke his belly with the crop. His cock is not as tense but still quite full. His belly muscles are tight with his button on top. His balls are pulled up and forward by the bend. I stoke his balls. "These are mine not yours to play with." I tap the crop carefully with just a little sting to his balls. He tries to stand back up, but I give a stronger sting to his belly. He goes back down. I give three careful stings to his cock. "And this is for me to play with as well. You must leave it alone." I rest his balls in my hand and then go back to carefully stinging his balls. He jumps with each snap. I'm careful. These are sensitive areas! But I do want him to feel the sting without causing any bruises. I calculate he gets thirty swats since it took him five minutes to cum. I give ten to his balls and cock in this bent over backwards position. He jumps with each snap. But manages to keep quiet. His cock is shrinking back to his usual small size. I watch carefully. I want to hurt him but not too much. I want him to remember his crime and punishment but I'm not really into pain and torture. I swing up under him to his butt cheeks. "Forward, NOW." He raises up and leans forward and places his hands flat on the deck in front of himself. I deliver the remaining twenty, ten to each side. I place them evenly all over his cheeks and upper thighs. I raise a nice pink tone, but no bruising or other marks. Again, I'm not into pain or torture. I just want him to remember. "OK enough of this. Stand up. Why did you get punished? Speak up and tell me." With tears in his eyes: "I was playing with myself." "Yes? And what was the expected outcome? "I was playing with myself with the intent of cuming without permission." "Good you seem to understand. I see your cock as gone into hiding. Since I can't trust you, I am going to lock your cock away in this pink chastity cage. You will be able to piss but you will not be able to get an erection. When an erection starts your cock will be held very tightly and uncomfortably in the cage. The cage is wrapped back around your balls and locked with a key. It will not come off. Put your hands on top of your head."
I pick a smallish cock ring and fit it around his cock and balls and assemble the three components. It is snug but rotates freely. I put a bit of silicone waterproof lubricant on this ring and into the shaft part of the contraption. I work his cock into the shaft part of the cage and lock it to the cock ring. "How long am I going to have to be locked in that thing?" "I'm not yet sure. It depends on your behavior. At least for a few days." "A few days! I thought we were going to the club tonight." "We are." "But If I wear those skimpy nylon split sided shorts everyone will see it. I'll have to wear something else." "Oh, you WILL! Tonight, is underwear night." "But I don't have any underwear and even so it would show." "Don't worry. You will be wearing these." And I pull out a pair of thick little boy white cotton potty training pants. "NO! I'll be so embarrassed. I can't wear those!" "OH, but you will." I have him step into them and I pull them up and over the cock cage. The panties bulge over the cock cage. "You do look cute in these. The cage causes an obvious bulge in front. I've yet to decide whether you will wear a crop top and little white socks with them or if you will go otherwise naked." "I can't go around in these. They are for little boys. Everyone can see the cage thing showing in front. Don't I have a say in this?" "Not at all. Remember I am the boss and you are still being punished for being a BAD LITLE BOY! For the foreseeable future you are not even going to touch your cock. You will need permission to take down your training pants. You will be allowed to go naked only under supervision. If I even suspect you have taken them down or reached inside, I will lock the waist so they cannot come off. Do you get the point? You will need to earn the right to go free without supervision. You have been a VERY BAD LITTLE BOY." He feels up front but can only feel the hard plastic cage bulging there. His cock is locked securely inside. I release his ankles and lead him inside for breakfast. I get him a glass of milk and a bowl of oatmeal. "Are you going to feed me too?" "Don't get smart or I just might."