Chapter 3
The next morning Kurt woke before Blaine, he got up to use the bathroom and clean his teeth, suddenly remembering that he had no pants on. He and Blaine were more than comfortable around each other by this stage, but parading around with nothing on wasn't something they often did. He gently felt the cheeks of his butt as was happy to find that between the bath, Blaine's lavish attention and sleep had returned them to normal.
Kurt padded back into the bedroom quietly and grabbed some clothes. He took them out to the living room to get dressed, hoping not to wake up Blaine. Once he was dressed he made a start of breakfast for them both. He heard the shower start and knew that Blaine was up and moving, he did a little dance as he finished laying breakfast out on the table.
A few minutes later Blaine appeared fresh as a daisy from his shower. Kurt jumped into his arms before he had a chance to get completely through the door. Blaine gave his lover a deep, passionate good morning kiss before noticing what Kurt was wearing. His raised his eyebrows.
"I thought we'd agreed on no pants for 24 hours?" he said, Kurt just shrugged and dragged Blaine over to the table for breakfast.
"Kurt?" Blaine asked, having a pretty good guess at what was going on, "why are you wearing pants?"
"I'm fine now Blaine, really," answered Kurt starting to eat his breakfast, "now eat up!"
Blaine took a sip of his coffee and contemplated this new found situation carefully. As the song said, there's a fine line between pleasure and pain, and he didn't want Kurt to become so used to spanking as a pleasure that the punishment side had no effect. He knew that it was inevitable that Kurt would need the punishment paddle at some stage again, and although he knew that Kurt was keen to experiment with their new 'game', it was ultimately going to be up to Blaine to call the shots and keep the two separate. He sighed, grabbed himself some muesli and began to eat.
"So, what are we going to do today?" Kurt's eyes shone brightly with expectation.
"Well, first of all, you're going to take your pants off like we agreed yesterday," Blaine said firmly, "then I've got to finish grading papers, so maybe you can watch a movie or something?"
"What happens if I don't want to take my pants off?" Kurt grinned mischieviously.
"Kurt," Blaine sighed in frustration, "please just let me get my work done and then we'll see, okay? I know what you're after, but seriously it can wait until later."
Kurt's face fell, but he nodded his understanding anyway. It wasn't as if he wanted to be spanked ALL the time, it was just new to have everything out in the open, and he wanted to explore the possibilities. As long as Blaine didn't use the damn paddle, then Kurt would be happy. He could wait until Blaine had time though, couldn't he?
Once they'd both finished breakfast, Kurt cleared the dishes and told Blaine to hurry up and get started on his grading. After all the sooner he started, the sooner he'd be finished. Before he left to start his work in the living room, he gave Kurt a pointed look.
"Forgotten something, babe?" he asked pointing at the sweatpants Kurt had put on earlier.
"I told you I'm fine, Blaine," Kurt said pouting a little, "besides, I didn't think you'd want my ass parading around when you're trying to work."
"Maybe I LIKE to see you parading your ass around?" Blaine smirked, "Give and take, babe, give and take!"
Kurt sighed and stepped out of his pants. A part of him began to suspect that this was going to be how he dressed from now on when he was at Blaine's apartment. Blaine opened his arms wide and Kurt hurried toward him, crashing their lips and tongues together.
"Thank you," Blaine said as he pulled back, "now let me just make sure you're alright." He lowered his hands to cup Kurt's butt cheeks in his hands. Kurt was absolutely right, it seemed fine. Blaine gave a quick squeeze and felt Kurt start to get hard. He quickly let go and laughed as he moved into the living room and started to get his work done.
Kurt quickly cleaned up the kitchen and followed Blaine into the living room. He perched himself right beside Blaine and rested his head on Blaine's shoulder. Blaine quickly kissed his nose and handed him the remote.
"Find something to watch, honey," he said gently.
Kurt flicked through station after station looking for something interesting, but honestly nothing was as interesting as the man beside him. Kurt flicked the television off and sat still for a few minutes. Then he leant up and licked Blaine's ear, Blaine pulled away slightly. After another minute, Kurt nibbled on Blaine's earlobe.
Blaine patted his knee quickly, "just let me get this done, then I'm all yours, okay,"
Kurt nodded and waited patiently for another five minutes. He nuzzled into Blaine's neck and biting, sucking and licking. Blaine slammed his pen down on the coffee table.
"Kurt, I know you're finished handing in your assessment pieces, but you know what that means?" Kurt shook his head. "That means that someone has to grade them, and one of those someone's is me. Please just let me get this done. It's not too much to ask is it?" Kurt sucked in his lower lip and chewed it softly. "No," he answered quietly.
"Can I stay here with you though?" Kurt asked meekly.
Blaine sighed, "As long as you behave alright?" Kurt nodded, "remember Kurt," he raised his open palm "fun," and then pointed to the item hung above the television, "not fun". Kurt gulped and nodded.
For the next half hour Kurt sat perfectly still. He watched Blaine carefully as he read through papers, marked errors and graded accordingly. He looked surprised when Blaine gave one paper a "D". He couldn't help but let out a laugh. Blaine looked at him confused.
"Sorry, I'm just wondering what that kid's punishment will be," Kurt said smiling.
"Well, as long as we don't see another one of those with your name on it, you don't need to worry, do you?" Blaine said gently.
"I promise, Blaine," Kurt said honestly, "as of next term, you won't see another one. Not now...I get it...I really do."
Blaine furrowed his eyebrows together, "'as of next term', Kurt?" he asked, "what is that supposed to mean?" Kurt chewed on his lip, and started to pick at his fingernails in nervousness. Blaine watched him carefully, until it finally dawned on him.
"You mean there's more coming don't you?" he said shocked.
"Well, I'm not sure yet...we'll have to wait and see...it shouldn't be that bad," Kurt stammered out.
"Oh fuck, Kurt!" said Blaine
Blaine put his head in his hands, not knowing what to do next. He was infuriated, and all the anger from the previous day came flooding back to him. But what could he do? Kurt was right, they didn't know for sure yet. On the other hand, why on earth didn't Kurt just come completely clean yesterday and be honest. He took a deep breath and looked at Kurt's pleading face. Then something caught his eye, he followed the direction of the movement and saw that Kurt's cock had started to harden. Shit!
If he simply spanked Kurt as normal, he now knew that the boy would enjoy it. If he used the paddle, firstly it would hurt twice as much today, and secondly would he have to do it all again when they knew the grade for sure? The indecision made his anger levels rise higher.
He looked at Kurt again, "why didn't you tell me there was more yesterday?" his voice an octave lower than normal.
"I didn't think!" Kurt sobbed, "and I'm still not sure, it might not be a 'D'."
"But it's bad though?" growled Blaine. Kurt nodded, at the time he'd simply wanted to make sure he got his 'lap time' with Blaine. He honestly hadn't thought his English paper had been worthy of a 'D', he'd estimated a 'C'. So when his history paper was due two days later, he'd tried a little harder to make sure he would get what he was after. There was no way he was going to admit that to Blaine though, he'd said enough!
That, of course, was all before the appearance of the dreaded paddle. Kurt now saw the error of his ways, but there was nothing he could do to change it. Somewhere, someone just like Blaine was sealing the fate of Kurt's ass.
Blaine watched Kurt's cock bob it's head around half hard, almost as if it was in the same state of mind as Blaine – not sure of exactly what was to come. He needed time to think.
"Go to the corner," he ordered quietly.
Kurt nodded and stood up, "how long?" he asked.
"I'll tell you when it's enough," Blaine sighed, "I need to get my work done, same rules as yesterday, Kurt. Touch. Nothing." Kurt nodded, bit his lip and took himself and his half hard cock into the corner.
Blaine tried to get through the remaining papers as quickly as possible. He knew he was probably letting mistakes go through uncorrected, but even if he hurried he was aware it was going to take him at least an hour to finish. And as angry as he was, he recognized that was a very long time to leave Kurt in the corner.
Kurt stood facing the wall, willing himself to stay still. He had no idea what Blaine would decide to do, and the anticipation filled him with both dread and excitement. He gave up trying to will his penis down, and as a consequence was now sporting an impressive erection. He moved forward slightly so his dick was hard up against the corner of the walls, it wasn't enough though, and after forty minutes of torture Kurt discovered that if he squeezed his butt cheeks together, he could get the tiniest amount of friction against the wall.
Squeeze, release, squeeze, release. The head of his cock burned at the dry friction, but it was better than nothing. Kurt bit his tongue to hold in a moan. Blaine looked up from marking his final paper and watched Kurt.
"Do you need the bathroom, Kurt? He asked after watching Kurt clench and release a number of times.
"No" Kurt squeaked out.
Blaine kept one eye on Kurt, while he finished up. He stood up and walked over to Kurt silently. He suddenly realized what was going on and gave Kurt a harsh wallop on his behind. Kurt jumped, he had no idea that Blaine was behind him.
"Come with me," Blaine said, suddenly working out his course of action. He led Kurt over to the coffee table and cleared off his paperwork. He sat Kurt down on the table, while he took his seat on the sofa. He took Kurt head gently between his two hands and gave him a chaste kiss.
"Here's what we're going to do," Blaine said softly, "I'm going to give you ten from my hand, okay," Kurt smiled weakly, "I don't want you rubbing yourself on the wall, baby – you're going to hurt yourself."
Kurt nodded his agreement, "so no paddle?" he asked quietly.
Blaine sighed, "let's just do this and then we'll talk about what's next...you need to get rid of this first," he said as he reached out and gave Kurt two firms pumps.
"So these ten will help you do that...am I right?" Blaine smiled as Kurt nodded. Blaine kept one hand pumping Kurt slowly and reached out to hold Kurt's hand with his other. He gently pulled him up from the table and led him to the chair that was still in it's position from the night before. Blaine sat down and guided Kurt to bend over by pulling him over by his penis.
"You can touch yourself while we're doing it, if you like. But don't forget to count, will you?" He reminds Kurt, not wanting to prolong this any longer than possible after the previous day. Kurt nods as he gets as comfortable as possible. He takes over pumping his cock from Blaine and waits for the first blow.
"Fast or slow, baby – your choice," Blaine said in a voice not much above a whisper, while he gently caressed Kurt's butt.
"Start slow, then get faster...please," Kurt added as a last minute thought.
'slap' – "one...aah"
'slap' – "two...ooh"
'slap' – "three...gaa"
Blaine alternated sides and position as much as possible. He gradually sped up, as did Kurt who was sure he wouldn't make it to ten without letting himself go.
'slap' – "seven...oh Blaine"
'slap' – "eight...Blaine I'm close"
'slap' – "nine...I'm gonna" Kurt started ejaculating before
'slap' – "ten" Kurt sighed as he slowly finished pumping himself and came down from his high.
"Get off, Kurt," were the first words Blaine spoke since the spanking began. Kurt levered himself up. One hand covered in cum. He looked at the floor and saw his cum splattered over the wooden surface. He gulped loudly. Blaine saw it too and shrugged, it was his own fault for not figuring that consequence out before starting.
"Go, clean yourself up and then come right back." Blaine said harshly.
"I'll just get a cloth and..." Kurt pointed at the floor.
"I'll get it. You've got five minutes, alright?" Kurt nodded and scooted off to the bathroom.
Blaine went to the kitchen and grabbed some paper towel, he cleaned up the floor quickly and set about getting the other items he wanted, including a large towel from the dryer. He returned to the living room to find Kurt waiting for him.
"Feel better now?" Blaine asked, not smiling at all. Kurt nodded and looked at what Blaine had in his hands. Blaine put a bowl covered by a large towel beside the chair before taking his previous seat on the sofa. He motioned for Kurt to sit back on the coffee table. Kurt did.
Blaine stared at Kurt, but said nothing. Kurt sat for a minute or two and then leant in and kissed Blaine softly, "Thank you Blaine," he whispered against Blaine's lips. His kiss wasn't returned. Kurt sat back up and looked at Blaine, concern and fear started to creep into his consciousness.
"I have a proposition for you," Blaine started, Kurt's eyes widened, he had expected to be getting paddled by now, "I believe that you're a straight 'A' student." Kurt couldn't help but smile at the confidence Blaine had in him.
"So here's what I'm thinking,...you bring home an 'A' and you get to have your 'fun lap time', you bring home a 'B' and it's five from the paddle," Kurt sucked in his breath sharply, but said nothing while Blaine continued.
"A 'C' is ten, 'D' is twenty, and anything lower means BIG trouble, and lying or hiding things from me is an automatic ten. How does that sound to you?" Blaine stared as Kurt went through the numbers in his head. He thought that it was a much better plan than what they had previously, and quickly nodded his agreement, he just had one question.
"What about our deal with "Courage"?" Kurt asked.
"That will be a separate thing – but weeks with a paddle don't get any 'courage'." Kurt nodded once more.
"Okay, there's more now that we've agreed on that," Blaine said, "when you're Dad is here next week, I'm going to talk to him and see if he'll let you move in with me." Kurt's face lit up like a Christmas tree.
"It'll be cheaper for him, and I'm sure he'll approve of the fact that I'll be able to keep a closer eye on your grades for him."
Kurt nodded eagerly, "Oh Blaine, I think that's a great idea," Kurt gushed happily, pleased he wouldn't be seeing the paddle today.
"Okay, so that brings us back to now," Blaine paused as Kurt's stomach dropped, "Why didn't you tell me there was another bad grade on its way yesterday?" Kurt shrugged, and tried to stop the tears from falling from his eyes.
"We could've gotten it all out of the way at once, but you chose to hide it." He said glaring at Kurt. Kurt felt the first tear fall.
"Do you understand that, Kurt? You CHOSE this by not being honest yesterday," Blaine's voice started to rise, his anger bubbling back to the surface.
"So, I've got a couple of options for you. Because we only just made our rules, I'm not going to give you an automatic ten, alright?" Kurt didn't move a muscle.
"We'll make it five this time," Kurt closed his eyes in dread, "plus two for trying to jack yourself off on the wall." Kurt waited for his options, Blaine said he had options!
"It's your choice whether you want them now, or wait until you get your grade and we'll just add the seven on," Blaine paused, "but bear in mind that if there's any lying or hiding in the meantime, they all get added together."
Fuck! Was Kurt's only thought.
"I'm going to sit in the chair while you think about what you want to do," Blaine said graciously, "you can either get the paddle and come over, or you sit your pretty ass down, watch a movie and we'll deal with it when you get your paper back."
Kurt weighed up his options quickly, sighed and got up from the coffee table. He walked over to the television, took the paddle down from its place on the wall and made his way to Blaine. He didn't say a word as he handed the paddle to Blaine and bent over his lap.
Blaine grabbed him by the hips and slid him forward. Kurt let out a little squeal as he almost fell off.
"Hang on to the legs of the chair," Blaine instructed. Kurt did exactly that, as soon as he was in the spot that Blaine wanted him, he felt Blaine kiss each butt cheek softly.
"They're already pink, Kurt," Blaine whispered against the skin of Kurt's behind, "so it's going to hurt. But once we're done, I want you to get straight off and get into position on the sofa so I can look after you." Kurt let out a weak and pitiful 'yes', and waited.
'crack' – "one" Kurt remembered to count out, as he felt the tears start to flow.
'crack' – "two" he cried, "you chose this remember" Blaine growled
'crack' – "th..three" "you chose to fucking hide it!"
'crack' – "f..f..four" Blaine winced as he watched Kurt's ass redden more with each blow.
'crack' – "f...f...f...five" "you chose to rub you fucking dick on the wall!"
'crack' – "s...s...s...s..." Kurt couldn't get it out, "say it, Kurt, or I do start again!" "SIX"
'crack' – "se..he..ven" "Go get on the sofa!"
Blaine grabbed the towel and bowl and met Kurt at the sofa. His heart almost broke to see the red tearstained face, and the red bloodshot eyes match the bright red ass of the beautiful creation that lay before him. He got Kurt to get up for a moment while he spread the towel over the cushions and as much of the sofa as he could cover. Then Kurt lay back down.
"You going to do the lotion?" Kurt sobbed quietly.
"Not yet, babe," Blaine cooed, "I want to try and get the heat out of your skin first." He leant down and kissed Kurt softly, wiping away the tears with his hands.
He reached into the bowl, took something out and placed it on one side of Kurt's ass. Kurt jumped in surprise.
"What the fuck, Blaine!" he shouted as Blaine held him down gently.
"It's an ice pack, Kurt...to draw the heat out of your skin," Blaine petted Kurt's hair and pushed it back off his forehead, "I'll keep swapping it from side to side, but there's another one in the freezer if we need it later." Kurt groaned and buried his head deep into the cushion of the sofa.
Blaine then fished something else out of the bowl. Kurt heard a clinking noise that he knew only too well. He knew full well what was coming next.
A/N: Okay, I'm seriously thinking about continuing this, but will only do so if there's enough interest. So PM/review/alert, whatever makes YOU happy and lets ME know there's someone reading.
Also, IF people want to see it continue, I'm thinking of two different directions to go – so I need input please.
1 – They gradually fall into an informal d/s arrangement without them even noticing. This would mean nothing too hard core, no 'master/slave/pet' stuff, no collars/contracts etc. More just a 'rule following', Blaine's in charge of punishment (which would increase in severity as time progresses), Kurt sometimes agrees, sometimes fights rules, but Blaine always listens. They're shocked when someone points it out to them. Lots of love and fluff too.
2 – It goes more in the way of Blaine slowly 'babying' Kurt, this could include gradual progression from pacifiers, cutesy bath times, through to wherever it leads? There would definitely NOT be 'daddy' Blaine involved, more just the babying of Kurt. This would be consensual on both sides with the odd fuss made, of course. They try to hide it, but eventually someone finds out.
I'm seriously in two minds at the moment, and I think it could go either way from here. SO IT'S UP TO YOU TO CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE!
Sorry for the super long A/N!