I'm suddenly forced from my slumber (and subsequent wet dream) abruptly. Rubbing my eyes, I turn my head to the clock on the bedside table. 10:15 am. 'Hmm, I guess I did need to sleep.' Soon after that thought, it registers what woke me. Daddy. Sucking on my morning wood like it's his favorite lollipop.

"Mmmmm. Good morning, Daddyyyy. Thank you for sucking my pretty little cock. Feels so nice. Wanna cum for you, Daddy. Can I pretty please?" Instead of a verbal answer, he pulls off my cock and then I feel the snugness of the cock ring being placed and I whimper.

"I'm sorry, baby. You still need your punishment, remember?" Under the scrutiny of his gaze, my head immediately lulls forward, facing the floor as I nod slowly. He stands up and goes to sit at the edge of the bed. A single snap of his fingers and I'm sitting on my knees in front of him with my hands behind my back, awaiting further instruction.

"Stand." Head still facing the floor, I slowly rise to a standing position.

"Walk to my right side and face left." Still obeying Daddy's every whim. Don't want to inflict more punishment now when I'm already in for it.

"Turn your head to the right and lay JUST your upper body over my lap." I'm trembling as I get closer to the punishment I know I deserve, but don't want.

As soon as Daddy's happy with my positioning, he gently rubs both ass cheeks with his hand. Then, I feel the leather of the belt take the same path his hand had before the whoosh sounds in the air and the leather cracks harshly over my left cheek.

"Deano, what happens when Daddy's punishing you with spanks? What is Deano supposed to do?"

"Count them and say thank you after each one, Daddy."

"So do it, little one."

"Thank you for my punishment, Daddy. That was 1."

"Good boy." 2 more swats come down on my ass, this time the right cheek.

"T-two-o, Th-three-eeeeee, Thank you Daddy."

Daddy is silent as he deals out the rest of the 15 smacks. Once he lets me up from his lap, my face is streaked with tears, my neck and chest are flushed, and my cock is rock hard. Without a word, Daddy takes my hand and leads me to the corner to finish my punishment. Still butt naked, which is fine 'cause no one else is here.

"15 minutes in the corner. Put your forehead to the wall, and your hands behind your head, stay upright. Don't sit on your legs, gotta keep your circulation up. Not a sound. Every time you even so much as sniffle, its an extra 5 minutes. Do you hear me? You may verbally respond."

As soon as I assume the position Daddy asked of me, I respond. "Yes Daddy, I hear you. Thank you for following through on my punishment, Daddy."

"You're very welcome, sweet boy. Time starts now. Not a peep until I come to get you."

It's silent in the room for quite some time. Then all of a sudden I hear the crisp 'zzzzzz' of a pants zipper and the metallic clatter of a belt buckle against hard wood floor. A few more fleeting moments go by before I hear the wet slide of masturbation just a mere couple feet away from me. I try so hard not to whimper as Daddy starts to moan, making it quite obvious that he's getting off.

"Fuck Deano. Taking your punishment so well. Fuck, look at that nice plump red ass you've got. I bet that dick looks just as nice right now. Being denied what it needs the most. That's okay, Deano, I'll cum for you. Ohh so horny, Deano. Daddy's boy did so good taking his spanking. Made Daddy so hard. Wanted to stick my cock right up your tight little hole. Yeah, hole is ALWAYS so nice and fucking tight. Like a fuckin' vice grip. Shit. Uhh here it comes, sweet. Daddy's cock gonna explode with all that sweet cream you like, baby. Ohhhh fuck! Mmmm sooo much fuckin' cream, love. Corner time is over now, love. Come over here and clean up Daddy's mess. Crawl on your knees. Keep your hands behind your head. Use your mouth only. Yeah, that's it. Good boy. Daddy's gonna go take a quick shower and then I'll harness you and we can go downstairs for breakfast. How does that sound, love?"

"Sounds good, Daddy. I'll go get my harness while you shower."

He ruffles my hair and smiles. "Always such a helpful one, sweet. Thank you."

Barely any time at all passes before Daddy comes back into the bedroom from our in-suite bathroom. I'm still on my knees with my hands behind my head as he walks in and over to his walk in closet to get dressed. Once he's done, he hands me my tightest pair of underwear and my favorite old worn out tee of his. I whimper when I see the underwear, but dress in them nonetheless.

"Don't worry, sweet. Daddy's gonna lotion your bottom after breakfast. If you promise to be a good boy, we can eat in the living room and you can sit on my lap so it's not as hard of a surface."

"I promise to be good, Daddy. Please don't make me sit on those hard wooden chairs with a sore bum. I promise I'll be such a good boy."

Sensing my anxiety and nervousness, Daddy walks over and squats down in front of me, placing his open left palm gently against my cheek and places a just-as-gentle kiss to the top of my head. "Shh, my sweet. Getting all excited isn't good for you right now. Daddy will let you sit on his lap in the living room for breakfast. It's okay."

I immediately relax as Daddy steps away and grabs my harness. "Are you okay with this right now, sweet? Or is it gonna be too much with everything we've already been through this morning?"

"C-can I, Can I cum again f-first-t Daddy? 'm so hard-d. H-hurts-s." Damn it. I hate that I stutter when I'm nervous!

"Of course you can. Daddy will get you there. You don't need to move a muscle. You trust Daddy, don't you?"

'Course I do, Daddy."

With that he places the harness back down. Then, he reaches one arm around me and pushes two large fingers into my unprepped hole. It burned but it was soooo good. I shivered at the intrusion. Then, his opposite hand wraps completely around my cock that's just begging to release. The final nail in the coffin is when he moves one of my hands down and places it over my nipple then proceeds to envelop the other one in his mouth. My cock explodes as soon as I flick my nipple and Daddy takes a nice long suck of the other one while his hands work my cock and my hole throughout my orgasm. It feels like it took me a lot longer to actually come back down, but I finally manage.

"Alright sweet! Let's get this harness on my sweet boy." He first puts it over my head, which immediately drops forward in submission at the feel of the leather. Then, I take in a shaky breath as he places the wide band across my nipples and clasps it behind my back. My body completely sags in total submission.

"How's that, sweet? Does it feel okay?"

"It's perfect Daddy. Thank you." He bends down, picking me up and placing me on his hip.

"Let's go feed my babies, shall we?"

- Hours Later -

Daddy and I are enjoying a chill afternoon in nothing but my harness and Daddy in his boxers in silence when he speaks up.

"Hey Deano?"

"Yeah, Ro?" I peer over at him from my spot on the other end of the couch.

"We should make scrapbook of your pregnancy. Take a photo every week as you grow and then make notes about that week. What your cravings are, how much you slept, how big baby bear is, etc. Wouldn't that be fun?"

I pretend to think for a split second. "Let's do it, Ro. I want those memories for the rest of my life."

Without a second thought, Daddy goes upstairs to fetch his new GoPro he's recently become obsessed with and sets it up on the mantle above our fireplace. Then, he walks around the couch and holds both of his hands out for me to take. As I stand, he eagerly positions me in front of the camera, slightly at an angle. He turns on the 10 second timer on the camera and comes to stand behind me. Taking my right arm and placing it on the upper portion of my belly and his left arm cradling the bottom. I look down at my still flat stomach as he presses his lips to my temple just in time for the flash to go off signaling the taking of the photo.

"Can we go buy scrapbook stuffs now, Daddy?" I look up at him, neither one of use breaking our pose even though the photo has long since been taken.

"If that's what you wanna do, baby, then that's what we're gonna do." I clap my hands excitedly as I run off up the stairs to get ready.

- At the store -

After lots of consideration, Daddy and I choose a simple black photo album that just says 'memories' on the front. But, we get lots of cool stuff to decorate the inside! Stickers, letters in all different kinds of fonts and sizes, glitter, scented markers to write with, etc. It was SO fun!

"Daddy?" I whisper in the checkout line.

"Yes, Deano?" He glances at me over his shoulder.

"Baby's hungry again." I whimper as my stomach growls on cue.

"What does baby bear want to eat?"

"Hmm… a nice big salad! Lots of tomatoes and cheese and croutons! Oh and ranch dressing! Also, lasagna. Meaty lasagna. Also, cookie dough ice cream!

Ro chuckles as he takes my hand and leads me out of the store after we finish paying for our purchases; heading to the grocery to pick up the specific ingredients for our very specific dinner.

I finish two whole plates of lasagna and salad and almost 3 bowls of ice cream before I'm ready to call it a night.

"Daddy?" I ask as we're in the bedroom getting ready to turn in.

"Yes, beautiful?" He smiles at me as I blush; trying my best to ignore it and continue with my request.

"Can I wear my harness to bed? I know it's a play time thing, but I feel a bit too naked without it now." The longer Daddy takes to answer me, I hang my head in embarrassment; wrapping my arms around my middle to hide somewhat.

"Never hide from me, Deano." He unwraps my arms from my stomach, instead placing them around his neck. His own left hand coming up to lift my chin as his right hand grasps my hip.

"Sorry, Daddy." Is all I can muster.

"Does Daddy's sweet boy want the whole harness? Or no?"

I shake my head 'no.' "I want the choker and the harness, but no cock ring please."

"Alright my sweet. Assume the position. Remember not to sit all the way back on your knees. Stay up."

"Yes, Sir." With that, Daddy clasps the choker on my neck, and proceeds with fastening the harness. Then, he carries me back over to the bed; tucking me in.

"Thank you, Daddy." As he gets in bed, he wraps me up in his arms at his side, giving me the most breath-taking goodnight kiss I've ever received and then placing his open palm over my still flat stomach.

"Good night, baby bear. Daddy loves you, too."