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“Where is iiiiiitttt~” Rocket whined and pawed. Kip watched in awe as Rocket pulled out Kip’s missing sandal. Then his other one. Then a third shoe. And a fourth. And a pair of his orange work out pants Kip assumed he’d left at the gym a week ago. “Well I’ll be damned.”
Rocket froze. He looked over his shoulder, a wide eyed look of guilt on his face.
“This is where you’ve hiding stuff you’re pilfered. You bad puppy.”
Rocket lowered himself to the floor and whimpered.
“Couldn’t find your ball huh?” Rocket shook his head.
“Cause it came out the other side of the bed. I can see it in the corner from here.”
Rocket groaned.
“Busted for no reason huh?” Kip picked up his pants. They smelled of sweat and… “Have you been humping my pants?”
Rocket tried to slink under the bed.
“Nooo you come back out. Heel. Heel. Good boy. Well, good bad boy. You are getting some crate time while I figure out what else is hidden under here. Come.”
Rocket sighed and begrudgingly followed Kip to the kitchen where he was instructed inside his crate. Kip gave him his ball at least, and shut the door. “Bad pup. Hour time out.” Rocket whimpered.

Kip went to dig out under the bed and discovered a bevy of socks and underwear, the remote to the old TV that was chewed up, a bottle of lube that Rocket did not like, a couple of stuffed animals he did like, a dirty pillowcase with jizz stains on it, and an old pair of Kip’s jeans that he thought went off for donation – also with jizz stains.
Kip sighed. How long had his pup been doing this? Sneaky boy! It was definitely time to put him in chastity or something… although if he did, Kip would probably have to deal with Rocket sneaking off to leak on stuff he’d hump. Maybe it would be better to forbid masturbation and just milk him more often. Or maybe lock him up but milk him often.

Kip scratched the back of his head. Regardless of that dilemma, first order of business was washing all this stuff. He had an entire wash and dry cycle to figure out how to punish his boy – but it would for sure result in Rocket having a ruined orgasm and a sore ass, that was for sure.

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castrokinky:

Real time view. @whisperpup

I’m ready for a paddling sir

Master folded his arms. “Ready for a paddling? But you haven’t done anything wrong.” He loved teasing his boy.
His boy sighed in exasperation. He looked up, noticed a glass of water nearly empty on the nightstand, and pushed it over. It hit the soft carpet and didn’t break. “There. Punish me.”
Master raised both eyebrows. “Naughty boy! Bossy, messy, naughty boy. You definitely need to be punished for all of those things.”
“Yesss- Wait. All?”
Master went to the cabinet against the wall and extracted a pair of handcuffs. He secured his boy’s hands behind his back, then pulled his legs out from under him so he was flat on his stomach. The boy squeaked in protest. Sir tugged off his underwear, and threw it over the water seeping into the carpet. When the worst of it had been soaked up, Sir balled up the boy’s underwear and pushed it into his mouth.
“mph!??”
“Bad boy,” Sir stated.
“mm mmm MMPH!” his boy protested.
“Oh don’t worry you’ll get your spanking,” Sir said cheerfully, picking up the paddle.
“Mmmph!!”
“Oh silly me, I forgot something.” Sir tucked the paddle under his arm and went into his clothing drawers. He pulled out an itchy wool sweater and strolled back to the bed. “Need to put something under you so you don’t leak on my leather pants!”
The boy groaned from behind the gag and regretted challenging a man who had handcuffs and lots of evil ideas.

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“Haha, take that you ants!”
I fold my arms. Well, the view is extra nice today…kid’s got a great body. Shame he’s wasting his gift pissing on everyone. He’s much better fit for porn. I walk up behind him with loud enough footsteps so he can hear me. The kid turns his head around just in time to see me – but not fast enough. I grab those big balls of his, hard, until he’s shouting.
“Hey! Hey stop! Ow! Let go of me ow!”
“What are you doing pissing off my building?”
“Fuck you man!” he howls. “I wasn’t doing anything!”
“I was watching you and there’s piss on the ledge.”
“Leave me alone! Ow!”
I sigh.
“You’re not the cops! Fuck off or I’ll call the real ones!”
I laugh. “And tell them what? You were exposed publicly? Peeing in public? And trespassing on the roof?”
“I live here!”
“Which apartment?”
The boy tries to pull free but can’t. He curses. “14…14B!”
“Wrong-o, punk-o. There is no apartment 14. The condos stop at 10. Also, I own this building.”
He groans. “Fuck just let me go man! I won’t do it again!”
I lick my lower lip. “No…no I don’t think so. I think you need some time in my discipline room.”

The kid gets still. “What…?”
“The room where bad boys go to get re-educated and turned into proper, obedient young men.”
“You’re a fucking psycho,” the kid growls, spitting. It misses.
“You’re the one peeing on innocent strangers,” I remind him. “And I also have your big beautiful balls in my grip. You are rather helpless. Don’t worry. I won’t castrate you. You are worth so much more to me when you’re horny and dripping…”
The kid’s eyes are wide. He knows for the first time in his life he’s about to receive punishment for all the shitty things he’s done. I love it.
I pull him along, despite his protests. “Don’t worry. I have the penthouse. You will love the view.”

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blissfuldominance:

This is what happens when you act like a snot. As soon as we get home, we go to the bedroom and eliminate that type of behavior. 

“If you want me to take you to Joel’s All Male Christmas Party at the end of the year, you better adjust your attitude boy. I know you’re looking forward to it. This spanking is a warning to change your snotty attitude, or you’re going to stay home and clean while I’m out having fun and drinking and partying.”
“Ow! I’ll be good, I’ll be good!”
The spanking stops.
“Oh thank god.”
Then it started up again.
“Ack! What the heck?!”
“I gotta do the other cheek now.”