AU – Set during Senior Year on the run up to Christmas. Kurt never transferred; after a few run ins he and Dave found an interesting way to deal.

Rated M only.

Warnings: Boy on boy only, Dominance & Submission, Bondage, Smut, Puppy Dog Kurt and plot (Plot kneels to Smut). Don't like don't read, though constructive criticism is always welcome (plus any reviews).

I own nothing, literally.

Good Boy Kurt

Chapter Fifty

"David," I call, "Dinner's ready." Carrying his plate I put it on the table and primp the flowers he bought me. Getting a cold soda from the fridge I open it and put it next to the plate.

Since we got back from church he's been humming and even settled down to draw his eyes unfocused and lost in his imagination. I've not seen him this happy in months.

Wanting to keep him in a good mood, as he deserves it for all the crap he's put up with, I spent ages making him his dinner, I can't stand eating it so I just have some salad and pasta. I've even made him a dessert that is sitting in the fridge for when he has finished his dinner.

Kneeling on the floor by his chair I wait for him. It's not something I normally do but it is Sunday and although he hasn't disciplined me there is no reason for me to act out, plus I want him. If I'm really good I may get a treat soon, or at least his attention as he spanks me. I don't dare daydream about him wanting more just yet, I'll leave it simple.

When he enters the room I bow down to him and out of the corner of my eye I see the chair move back and his feet. He sits and says, "Damn Kurt that looks and smells good."

"Thank you master," I reply and crawl to the counter to fetch my own plate that I place on the floor. Once he says grace I tuck in glancing at him now and again, he's enjoying the food so I smile to myself, it was worth the trouble of making it.

Finishing my food I put the empty plate in the sink and wash my face grabbing a glass of water that I quickly drink. Kneeling back down I crawl to his chair and sit at his feet listening to him eat. Scraping lets me know he almost done and then he says, "Oh that was wonderful, thanks Kurt."

Carefully I stand and pick his plate up, he's watching me with a curious expression. "I'm glad you liked it master, I have a dessert for you too." I take it out of the fridge and put the mini sliced fruit flan in front of him with a spoon and then I sit at his feet again.

I've been thinking about him telling me I'm allowed to let him know when I'm aroused and the last disastrous time I tried to seduce him. I think I know what I did wrong, not only was my timing off because of the tests and the football game, but I tried to touch him, to initiate things, so I am trying out my new plan; first I show him I'm submissive and that I know I'm submissive then I have to carefully ask him to consider the physical aspects of out relationship, no pressure, no hassle, everything is up to him.

"Delicious babe," he praises me.

"Thank you master," I bow down to him again, "I humbly ask if I might make a request of you." See, this is me not putting any pressure on him, it's all up to him. Shaking a little I hold my breath and hope I'm not going to upset him, not after he's had such a great day.

"Yeah? Sure Kurt," he says.

Gathering my courage I run over the words in my head double checking that they aren't too bossy, "Master I politely request, that at your leisure, you may consider disciplining me, I know you want me to heal up first but I ache to have you dominate me. And you said I was allowed to tell you when I desire you, which I do now, very much, but again it's at your leisure."

Staring at the floor I tremble and wonder if I've screwed it up, oh gaga don't let me have screwed this up.

A deep sigh from him and he moves to stand in front of me, instinctively I press down closer to the floor. A hand grabs my hair tugging me upwards; I obey and stand but keep my eyes on the floor. Even this is sending tremors of need through my body and I feel my groin stir, I want to throw myself at him and fight to stay docile.

"Look at me," he says his voice neural.

Flicking my eyes to his I bit my lip and I can see he still has that curious expression on his face. "Is that why you made that dinner and dessert for me?" he asks.

"No master, I made the dinner and dessert because you were so happy and I wanted you to keep having a really good day," I tell him, "I…I didn't pick a bad time to ask did I?" I rush to reassure him, "I know that if you decide to think about my request you probably wont do anything today, and that everything is up to you," I give a hesitant smile and rub my sweaty palms on my jeans.

Tilting my head back he moves closer and to my surprise he pulls my body against his. That strong muscular chest feels so good, his other arm is snaking around me, and he cups my ass, I whimper slightly and my hands move to rest on his body. I remember to stay passive and if I can get this right in the next few days he may grant me my request.

Studying my face he pats my butt, "Request for discipline is granted." As his words sink in my jaw drops in shock.

"T…Thank you master," I gush grinning like an idiot. Yes I did it right now I know how to ask him in future. In a few days he'll be ready to spank me and maybe he'll want more.

Lifting me he carries me until he is at the table in the place he normal sits, with one leg he moves the chair out of the way. Suddenly he spins me around and his hands are opening my jeans. Carefully he pulls the jeans and my silky shorts down to expose my ass, his hands grope my arousal that is already swollen and I cry out in astonished pleasure.

Bending me down over the table he gets me to rest my weight on my torso and to press my face against the wood. Holding my wrists firmly behind my back he's clearly going to discipline me now and I groan in need, I wasn't expecting this, it's better than I could have hoped for.

"Kurt as this is your request, how hard should the spanking be?" He asks.

"Um hard to very hard please," I answer. I expect him to give a counter offer to negotiate the terms, the blow to my buttock makes me squeal and buck in his grip.

And then he sets about spanking me; he starts of with hard swots and builds up to the very hard ones. Its no more than ten per cheek but by the end of it I'm sobbing with tears running down my face and I'm weeping "Thank you," over and over again.

When he lets go of my wrists I automatically bring them to rest my face on as I shudder in the after-effects of the spanking. A hand rubs the base of my spine, "You okay Kurt?"

I nod and hiccup "Yes, it really does feel good, thank you, I needed that."

"Good I'm glad you're happy with your disciplining," he pats my ass and I groan at the ache.

Panting I can only lay there over the table my legs are a bit too wobbly to hold me upright just yet. I hear him leave and walk back soon afterwards, my collar is put on and my lead, he yanks on it to get my attention. I look back at him and he is holding a tube of lube in his hand, oh sweet McQueen he's going to see to that too?

"You're going to stretch yourself ready for me," he orders me and lubes up the fingers on my right hand for me. Then he sits on his chair, which is directly behind me so he has a close up view. "Look straight ahead, no better yet close your eyes. I wanna watch you do this, I want to see you get that body of yours ready for me to take."

Reaching I run a finger over my entrance and slowly plunge it in and out. The knowledge that he really will be watching me do this is erotic; the added bonus is I can't see him I can't tell what he is thinking.

Moans spill from me and my hips pump to drive my finger further in. When I'm sufficiently relaxed I add a second finger scissoring them to stretch me further. More moans and I writhe on the table wanting him desperately.

A slap on my ass comes out of nowhere its just a little love tap and I jump "Kurt you are enjoying this so damn much," he mocks me, "But it looks like you prefer your own fingers to my cock."

"No, no master," I whine as he slaps me a little more, "Want you so much."

"Really then keep stretching yourself and you can have my cock," he growls and I add a third finger hissing a bit then using it to obey him.

To be on the safe side I make sure that I am very ready and then I stop leaving my fingers inside, "Master I am prepared for you."

"Finally I thought I was gonna have to wait all night," he says cruelly. "Take your fingers out," and I do so and then something is nudging me and he pushes something long and hard that is not him inside me. It's not any of the normal plugs. He moves it about getting it to sit right then he handles my erection and puts something round it working it down to the base and pulling a thick band around my balls afterwards, he's put a double ring on me.

"Stay there," he tells me and then vibrations are unexpectedly in my ass and wrapped around the base of me.

Thrashing I call out, "David, oh, oh, oh, master, David, please, oh gaga, please!"

Another blow lands on my buttock, "I said stay!"

Forcing myself to lay still deep breathy moans erupt from me. He plays with the setting on the control increasing and decreasing the vibrations as he sees fit. At one point he pushes its intensity to the point I almost fall off of the table.

"Damn it Kurt, I told you to stay!" he tells me off.

"Sorry, sorry master," I apologise and he does it again, my back bows and I scream in such extreme pleasure as my climax tries to get past the ring.

Gripping the edges of the table I hold on for dear life as the sensation of my next impending orgasm rushes towards me and then crashes into the dam holding it back even as I scream again.

It's probably a good thing I'm not in Glee anymore because if he keeps this up I'm going to scream myself hoarse.

A mouth is on the crease where my leg and buttock meet and then he sucks the flesh there biting down and giving me a hickey. The sensation mixes with the vibrations and I fail to reach my release yet again and sob his name in frustration and beg him for mercy.

"But Kurt," he says, "You said you wanted disciplining, and that you desired me, I'm just being a nice master and granting you your wish," his breath tickles my ear and he kisses it. "You look so fucking hot right now, all sweaty, all needy, that sassy mouth of yours begging me." A hand trails down my back and squeezes my ass, "And look at that, you really are ready for me, so ready for me to take you and make you mine."

Putting the vibrator and ring on their lowest setting he tugs on my lead, "You can open your eyes," so I do. "Now follow me babe." Falling to the ground in a heap I rise unsteadily to all fours and crawl slowly after him, he's unhurried so I can keep up with him.

He takes me to the bedroom and then covers the base of the bed in a blanket, "Up and over," he helps me so I'm on my knees on the floor and lying my upper body on the blanket. My overly stimulated erection rubs on the soft fabric and I buck involuntarily. "I believe I said I was gonna take you this way a few days earlier, but your family interrupted us. And now we have time to finish this properly."

He pulls my clothes off of me and deliberately drops them in a pile. Cuffs are added to my wrists and ankles, then he chains me tightly to the bed. The next wave of pleasure hits me and I futilely try to increase the friction on my hardness with the tiny freedom of movement I have left.

"Easy," he soothes me when I calm down, "Let's turn these toys off and then you can have my cock like a good boy, and you are a very good boy Kurt."

I whine when the vibrations cease and then he is gently removing the thickness from inside me, he undoes the ring and takes it away. The sound of his zip going whips my head around to see him firm and ready. The condom is rolled down and he lubes himself. The sight draws more whimpers from me and I struggle against the chains.

Kneeling behind me he nudges my entrance and I try to push back to take him inside. He swots me again, "Now now Kurt, you've been so good up until now don't spoil it." I go limp in the chains, "Better. Since it's your request how do you want it? Slow and gentle, or rough and hard?"

"Rough and hard," I say instantly.

And then he is thrusting inside me his hands holding my hips so he can power into me. I thrash against the chains loving every moment of it and crying out trying to encourage him to more.

"Christ Kurt you really are so fucking amazing," his hips snap forward banging into my punished buttocks, and then he angles just so and I see stars. "So close babe, I'm not going to last, watching you turned me on too much."

Harder and faster he moves driving me out of my mind. Things tighten inside me and then the tingling spreads until I can't resist it any more and my release floods out of my in waves triggering his own and our voice mingle.

In the aftermath I bonelessly lay in the chains and my chest heaves. He pulls out of me and I whimper "No."

Chuckling he fondles a butt cheek, "So greedy, but I gotta clean us up. And just so you know that was a perfect end to a perfect day, love you Kurt."

"Love you too," I slur exhausted.

As good as his word he cleans us both up and helps me into bed, "We'll talk in the morning before school about football okay?" He asks and I nod, I really don't care about the football whatever he chooses is fine with me and then I happily fall asleep.

A/N: Sorry for any and all mistakes, I've tried to catch those I could, but I'm only human.

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