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Chapter 8: Contract

All knowing point of view

A few weeks had passed, and though Kurt had briefly spoken to his parents about plans to claim Blaine, they had a lot more to talk about. They’d established that for sure, it is going to happen in Ohio and during the Christmas holiday due to both boys being out of school obligations. But even with those big details set and done, there is still A LOT to do. Kurt knew that it was definitely time to let Blaine in on helping with the planning. He has a lot of his own friends, and his family to invite.

“OK Dad.” Kurt spoke quietly to his dad on the phone. “Yes Dad, I can’t wait either. It’s going to be incredible………… Okay, we'll see you soon. I can’t wait for you to meet him…… That sounds like a great idea………….. Okay, bye Dad. I love you too.”

Kurt was so excited to be getting the ball rolling on claiming Blaine. He was thinking, a perfect time would be to make it for the second week of next month. That would give him the perfect amount of time to prepare things. And there was A LOT of preparing to do.

“Kurt? Sir? What's going on?” Blaine yawned, waking and coming right out to find his Dom. “Are we going to see your dad?”

Kurt smiled at his adorable and sleepy sub.

“Yeeeessss.” He drawled. “During our Christmas break, but first love, we have a lot of phone calls to make to our friends and family so we can invite them to the celebration.”

Blaine raised an eyebrow with a nice and sly smile on his face. “What kind of celebration?”

Kurt just raised his quick eyebrows in teasing and made his way to the kitchen to make his love some breakfast.

“Come on sir please, tell me what celebration?”

Kurt grabbed a frying pan out from beneath the counter and faced Blaine. “Why it’s for your claiming ceremony you big goof!”

Blaine just smiled as bright as the sun. He totally knew the answer all along, he just wanted to hear Kurt say it. Kurt thought, My big goober of a submissive.

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Kurt’s Pov

Blaine and I spent the entire evening making many many phone calls out to absolutely everyone that we could think of. All of my friends from Ohio, my friends who’d moved out to California, my family that was kind of stationed all over the world. Blaine’s family that was still in Ohio, he had a few relatives in New Jersey, and all of his friends from college that are still residing here in New York. After finishing all of the phone calls the two of us just looked at each other and started to laugh immensely. This guest list was absolutely ridiculous.

“How on earth are we going to find a venue big enough to occupy all of these people? I didn’t really quite realize how much friends and family two people could really have.”

But as soon as I said it, my beautiful soulmate sprung an idea. “Why don’t we have it at my house? Well, my parents’ house.” He started “I mean, actually sir that would be perfect. Having it at my house. The house is extremely large, it’s easy to find, we have a very very large front and backyard. My parents would be absolutely ecstatic about it happening there, and it’s still in Ohio like we wanted.”

I smiled because Blaine is an absolute genius.

“And even better than that Sir, you won’t even have to pay for a large venue. My parents would just be happy that we were having it there. It will save a lot of money Sir.”

“Blaine I would’ve spent an infinite amount of money to get whatever kind of venue that you wanted if that’s what it took. Money is not what is being looked at as a factor for your claiming. Anything and everything you want is going to be at the ceremony. Whether that be at your house, or at a million-dollar mansion in the middle of Paris.”

Blaine blushed a deep red.

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All knowing Pov

December

It was a snowy and cold Tuesday morning, one whole day before Kurt and Blaine’s claiming ceremony. The snow was sticking to the ground, and they lay in the comfortable and warm bed in their hotel room, cuddling and content.

“Ooh, sir I’m so excited to see my friends today. But I’m even more excited to be yours……And….” Blaine sighed dreamily, “Claimed….”

Kurt only held Blaine tighter to him. He couldn’t wait either. To have his one true pair complete. His perfect match. His submissive. His lover and best friend to spoil, adore, and endure every second of life with, from here on out.

“Speaking of our claiming love, we have only one thing left to do before we call it a night.” Kurt said quietly in Blaine’s ear.”

Blaine sighed at the tickle, but didn’t want to move from Kurt’s warm embrace. It was the most comfortable place to be.

“Do we HAVE to?” Blaine whined, too warm to even think positively about shifting positions.

“Yes love. Our contract. We have to make sure it is completely perfect and finalized for our live ceremony tomorrow.”

Blaine’s whiny attitude changed in a split second hearing that. He jumped to face Kurt.

“K!”

And so they read it through one final time, as a couple.

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DOMINANT AND SUBMISSIVE CONTRACT

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Dominant: Kurt Hummel (To be addressed as Sir or Kurt)

Upon signing this contract, he agrees to take on the role of ‘sole Dominant of the submissive soulmate named on his skin. This includes, loving, caring for the physical, mental and emotional well being of the submissive. Further, upon signing, Sir agrees to always respect his submissive, their mutual limits and their safe word.

Submissive: Blaine Anderson (to be addressed and known as Blaine or babe {subject to further pet names) - Upon signing this contract, he agrees to take on the role of submissive to the Dominant. This includes, caring for the physical, mental and emotional well being of Sir, according to Sir's wishes. Further, Blaine must always remember to respect Sir by observing their mutual limits and their safe word.

- Safe word: RED for STOP, and YELLOW for needing a break or to slow down.

Saying the safe word instantly pauses any scene or play. NO EXCEPTIONS. Then there is to be a discussion about the situation.

- Residency:

Both parties will live together at the Dominant’s place of residents, no later than 1 week after claiming. 

- Punishment Guidelines:

Punishments will be earned for misconduct in a scene or during play. Misconduct can be defined as failing to fulfill a command, not listening to a command or forgetting the roles during role-play. Any disobedience of any kind can be met with punishment. Before giving a punishment, Sir must explicitly explain the reason for and nature of the punishment to his sub. Punishments are to be decided on a case by case basis, by Sir, but will only include any spanking, corner time, orgasm denial, writing lines and or no treats. During punishment or otherwise, Sir may NEVER draw blood, burn, do anything to affect your circulation, cause you to pass out, break any bones, cause any permanent physical damage or marks, alter your hair, pierce your skin, or deprive you of your needs.

(Exception, Orgasm denial may be used as a form of punishment, but only for a certain extent of time. More than 3 days of erection un-release, MUST be taken care of to avoid medical neglect)

Safe words may ALWAYS be used during punishments. Doing so WILL NOT result in further punishment. However; Failure to use a Safe word when needed, will result in a different and less drastic punishment and after, ensue a deep discussion. After punishment is over, the transgression is forgiven and forgotten.

- Alteration and Termination Policy:

Alteration of the contract is available at any time. Both parties must be in agreement for any changes to be made, and a minimum twenty- four hours must be waited between the discussion and the official change. Alterations call for a resigning of the contract by both parties.

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I, Kurt Hummel the dominant in this relationship, do swear to take care of my submissive and soul mate Blaine Anderson. I promise to love him with all my heart and soul, and give him the Dominance and love he needs to keep him happy and healthy.

Dominant Signature: Sir ___________

I, Blaine Anderson the submissive in this relationship, do swear to take care of the needs and love of my Dominant and Soul mate Kurt Hummel. I promise to love him with all my heart and soul and give him the submission that he needs from me, to keep him happy and healthy.

Submissive Signature: babe ___________

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KURT'S RULES TO BLAINE

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1. I am wholly responsible for caring for your needs and comfort; I will do everything in my power to ensure that you are always comfortable and loved, and that your needs are being met. In turn you will always inform me whenever you’re uncomfortable or feel you have a need to which I need to attend to, or have been neglecting. 

2. In all situations, sexual or nonsexual, you always have the freedom to use your safe word for any reason. I will never, ever abuse you physically, psychologically, emotionally, or otherwise demean or disrespect you in any way.

3. You will refer to me as "Sir," and yourself as "babe." This is a reminder of our respective roles in this relationship and the fact that, subject to previously discussed limitations, your body, pleasure, needs, and desires, are ultimately reliant upon me.

4. You may at any time request to discuss an issue as equals, and you will be granted the freedom to speak freely and without reserve. This request will always be granted.

5. This is a monogamous relationship. You will not court, flirt with, kiss, or make any contact of a sexual nature with another person, unless given prior permission, and only if I am present. And I will always do the same. I am only yours.

6. When not speaking as equals, you are expected to treat me with respect as the person who respects you and cares for you and your needs. You will voice your opinions respectfully. I understand that our opinions may differ, but that is never an excuse to backtalk, whine, lash out in anger/frustration, insult me, etc.

7. You will treat others, including family, teachers, and friends, respectfully, though it is recognized that there is also a need for self-defense which takes priority over this rule. ALWAYS.

8. You will recognize that your job is important, as well as our relationship and you will do your absolute best not to let anything get in the way of them.

9. You will eat regularly, meaning at breakfast, lunch, and dinner – choice of food is your decision, so long as it is healthy. And periodic snacks, you are welcome to, when desired.

10. Choice of clothing is your decision, but you will text me a picture of your outfit each morning if I am not with you, and I ultimately have the final say.

11. Sleeping is up to us. Depending on what we are doing. Decent hours as so we can function on a day to day basics.

12. You are generally free to keep the company of whomever you choose, though it is ultimately my decision. No one Dangerous, EVER.

13. You will always keep your cell phone on and charged. You will always, always feel free to call or text me in any circumstances whatsoever, even if you just want to talk, which is even encouraged. In return, you will respond to my calls and texts in a prompt manner as soon as circumstances permit you to attend to them.

14. At the end of your work day, you will go home prepare dinner and wait for me to get home. If you have completed dinner before I return home, you will kneel on the pillow by the door until I get home.

{There will be times when I instruct you not do this, and you will be informed prior.}

15. I only want what is best for you, and so that I may do so, you will be honest with me at all times.

16. You will obey any direct orders and respond with "Yes, Sir."

17. If you disagree with any of said direct orders out of concern for your safety, someone else's, or for any other valid reason, you will not hesitate to inform me.

18. If you break any of these rules, we will first have a discussion about the reason for which you disobeyed. If it is understood that you have broken a rule without a valid reason for doing so, then you will be punished. Punishments are discussed above in the contract.

19. I want you to do your best to always remember that this is our relationship, first and foremost, you are my soul mate and that I love you and always want the very best for you.

Always.

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Blaine sucked in a little breath, letting everything they’d just read sink in.

"I know that it's a lot of control to give to me, love. Please let me know if there's anything you disagree with.” Kurt said sweetly.

And Blaine nodded. “Yes sir.”

But the contract was perfect. And Blaine wouldn’t change a thing about it… He would however, add something if he could.

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Noon rolled around, and though it took the boys a while to roll their lazy selves out of bed, they had gotten their days started.

While Blaine was dropped off with his friends at a nice restaurant in downtown Westerville, fully paid for by Kurt, Kurt left him in their care to take care of some last minute business himself. But not before leaving him with proper goodbyes.

“Blaine. Be safe please. You stay in sight of Jeff and Paul at ALL TIMES understand?”

Kurt was a bit skeptical for Blaine to have dominant friends who were male because he feared that they would try to take advantage of him, but learning that they protected and took great care of him all through his college years, he gained immense respect for them.

And, his submissive New York friends, Jessica, Henry and Susan were arriving at the restaurant later on when their flights landed. Switch Bobby, and his best New York friend Susan, who was a sub as well, were there too though for now, to be Kurt’s eyes and ears.

“Yes sir. I will, I promise.”

Kurt nodded and kissed Blaine’s head. “And no drinking babe. Not without me there.”

Blaine was so bubbly with excitement, seeing his friends walking, some running toward him from over Kurt’s shoulder that he was only half listening. He was giddy and smiley. He hadn’t seen them in so long.

“Blaine?!” Kurt patted his shoulder to re-grab his attention. “Did you hear what I said babe?”

Blaine looked back at Kurt for a moment. “Yes sir. I heard. I will behave sir.”

Kurt just smiled. Blaine being so excited was just too adorable!

Kurt released Blaine’s hands, and the happy sub smiled at him from the nod of approval he gave to run to his group.

Kurt went to his rental car, and headed downtown.

Kurt’s boss Isabelle was arriving at the airport any minute, and he was taking her with him to ‘Connie’s Claimery’ for collar shopping. Iz had INSISTED on having a say in its design earlier when Kurt was sketching it, and now she said that she’d damn well better approve of it before he pays for it.

One of the biggest reasons that Kurt was hoping to have the ceremony here in Ohio, was because Connie’s has the most unique and gorgeous collars in the U.S. Even better than the shops in New York, and that is saying something.

Purchasing the PERFECT collar was very important to Kurt. In his own eyes, it had to be something elegant. Something, fancy, but not so much that someone would want to try and rip it from his neck because it was so valuable. It was going to be valuable, but there would be a serious security system on it, and there wouldn’t be much time that Blaine was without him anyway, so he’d be safe.

And when Kurt saw the collar he had designed in true life form in front of his eyes, he couldn’t be more satisfied. It was perfect.

Isabelle was crying just looking at it.

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Blaine and all of his friends had not even been out all that late yet, but Blaine was having an absolute BLAST with all of his friends. New York friends, and Lima ex Warbler friends alike.

One would say that he was having far too much fun.

“Hey Blaine, how about we go ahead and make that our last shot okay dude? You’re getting pretty wobbly.”

Despite being told NOT to drink, Blaine was kind of hammered. And Kurt was not going to be too happy about it.

But the submissive was too excited to see his friends to even realize what Kurt had said to him. All he heard was ‘be safe.’ And since he wasn’t planning on driving, he was doing as he was told……

He thought.

“No Paul, don’t worry, I’m fine.” Blaine laughed, throwing back another shot.

Paul was sighing in defeat inside. He knows that Kurt is VERY protective of Blaine. In many ways. One of those ways being, he does NOT under any circumstances want someone besides himself to dominate him unless it is a safety issue. Blaine wasn’t driving, and he hadn’t drunk an insane amount or anything to make him dangerous. He was just kind of a lightweight. But, soon, he would have to cut him off; even if that meant getting kind of Dom like. Because he was pretty sure that Kurt wouldn’t want his sub drinking like this.

“Leave him be Paulie. He knows his limit I’m sure.” Lisa said. Lisa was Paul’s wife. A switch herself.

The night began to fall though, and at only 6, with the dinner rush coming into the bar, Blaine couldn’t really function anymore. He started throwing up, hunched over a toilet, and when everyone offered to bring him to their hotel, he just plead for Kurt. He wouldn’t let anyone comfort him.

Wes was actually the one to take action and call the boys Dom.

“Hello?”

Wes sighed. “Hi Kurt. It’s Blaine’s friend Wes. I think you need to come and get Blaine.”

Kurt rushed off of his computer immediately and searched for shoes and keys. “What’s wrong? Is he okay?!” Kurt stubbed his toe on the coffee table from running around, panicked.

Wes nodded on his end, getting louder hoping to speak as quickly as he was thinking.

“Yeah. Don’t worry, he’s fine. He’s just…. He’s not very lucid…. He kind of had too much to drink. And he won’t let anyone take him home. He wants you.”

Kurt felt his nostrils flare just a little bit. He told him not to drink. In the 4 months that they had discovered each other, Blaine had yet to blatantly disobey him yet. Kurt was a little hurt as he rushed out his door to pick up his sub.

“I’m on my way.”

Good thing they had gone through their official contract this morning. Because it seemed that it was time for his subs first punishment.

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Kurt got to the bar in record time, and walked inside, spotting Blaine at a table with his face flat against it, looking miserable. Both Paul and Wes were stationed at his side, Paul looking nervous, and Wes rubbing his back.

“Kerrch!” Blaine exclaimed jumping out of his seat, and tripping right into Kurt’s arms.

Kurt didn’t respond to Blaine’s puppy eyes though; only held onto him tightly.

“I don’t feel good sir…”

Kurt took his sub’s face in his hands and inspected him. His eyes were completely glazed over, his breath reeked, lips dry, baggy eyelids, and his cheeks pale.

“What happened? How much did he drink?” He asked.

“I tried to cut him off after a few shots. He’s a bit of a lightweight, but he kept insisting he could handle more. Since I’m not his Dom, the bartender can’t stop serving him until he’s completely gone. He’s freaking stubborn, but I cut him off after he couldn’t walk and the barman let me.”

Kurt just nodded. He could be a lot angrier, but it wasn’t Paul’s fault, and he did what he could.

“Okay. Thank you guys. I’m gonna take him home now.”

“We’re going home Kurch?” Blaine slurred.

“Yes Blaine. We’re going home.” Kurt said sternly.

“But I, You have to have one shot sir, derr dorlicshis!”

Kurt was just so annoyed with Blaine disobeying him right now. He picked him right up and held him chest to chest. “No Blaine. We’re not staying, I’m taking you home.”

Blaine wrapped his legs around Kurt’s waist, and rested his head on his shoulder. He was so tired.

“I don’t feel good sir….” Blaine moaned again.

Kurt didn’t say anything to Blaine on the drive. Blaine tried to talk to him a few times, but none of it really made much sense.

“My drinky face made me whooo!”

“Kurt, belly belly is silly Paul and friends glasses and beer.”

Kurt kind of ignored him. He was thinking of how to go about punishment. Blaine was gone right now. He knew enough about sloppy drunkenness from his own partying days to know how to sober Blaine, and quickly because with the ceremony tomorrow, Blaine needed to be back to normal.

Kurt put Blaine right into bed and had him drink a tall glass of water. He had him put chap stick on and change into warm pajamas before he rubbed his back until he fell asleep. He cannot punish him while he is too incoherent to understand why he is being punished.

Waking sober after sleeping for 4 hours, Blaine woke at 10 pm with only a mild headache.

“Oh my god……” Blaine groaned. Kurt walked in, hearing his sub stirring, and he had another glass of water and aspirin in hand.

“Blaine. Take this babe.”

Blaine hesitated and looked up at Kurt with some fear in his eyes. Kurt didn’t look very happy.

When Blaine took his painkiller, Kurt sat on the bed beside him.

“Blaine. I told you that I did not want you drinking tonight.”

Uh oh….. Blaine thought….. Crap!

He knew there was something he was doing wrong. After his first shot, the whole night, he felt like he was missing something. Uncomfortable and worried. But he just kept drinking because he thought he could loosen up.

But that was exactly why he felt uneasy in the first place. Kurt told him not to drink. He was a screw up. Why did he do it? Why didn’t he obey his Dom?

“I’m-… I’m so sorry sir, i- I don’t know what happened. I think I just….. forgot…..”

Kurt just kept eye contact with Blaine.

“Well Blaine, you can’t forget. If I tell you to do or not do something, I am doing it for a reason. Tonight, you were not safe drinking, and I’m very upset that you were doing it even after I told you not to.” Kurt reprimanded.

Blaine dropped off of the bed and knelt in front of his Dom.

“I’m so sorry sir. Please, please punish me….”

Kurt smiled inside, but he didn’t show it. “Oh, I intend to Blaine. It is not okay for you to disobey me.”

“Yes sir.” Blaine answered sadly.

Kurt nodded, satisfied that Blaine was paying attention. “I need you to get off of your knees.”

Blaine got up slowly. He hadn’t been punished by his Dom before. He had experienced corner time, and lines before from sub school, but he had never had a dominant punishment before. He was kind of scared.

“Lean across the bed, and on your knees babe.”

Blaine did as he was told, and worried, and nervous, he whimpered softly.

On his knees, in perfect obedience, Blaine waited, as Kurt turned toward him and began to pull the briefs he was left in. As the cloth slid over his ass, Blaine’s breath caught in his throat. Usually, this would be the beginning to something very intimate, and sexy… But, this wasn’t the case now.

Pulling the underwear down in the front, they stalled a bit, caught on Blaine’s cock, which seemed just a bit hard. The Dom smirked. What if Blaine enjoyed his punishment at the same time as feeling bad for defying him?

With the garments completely off now, Kurt stared for a minute, just admiring Blaine’s flawless and unblemished skin. While it was very nice to imagine, he got a little hard himself imagining it stinging red a few minutes from now.

Kurt's cock twitched in his own pants. “I’m going to spank you to 10 Blaine. Do you want to count?” Kurt asked.

Blaine whimpered a third time tonight, and nodded his head.

Kurt ran a gentle palm over Blaine's left cheek, feeling its curve and the heat under his skin, kneading slightly at the rump in his hand.

“Do you know your safe word?” Kurt asked.

“Yes…” Blaine answered quickly. “Red sir.”

Kurt nodded. “You use it if you need to do you understand?”

“Yes Sir.” Blaine answered again.

“Did you hear what I said this time Blaine?” Kurt pushed. “Because earlier, you said that you did hear me, and you really didn’t.”

Blaine looked down at the mattress he was positioned on all fours on and nodded to it in shame. “Yes sir. I will use my safe word if I need to.”

Kurt exhaled and nodded inside. Okay. And he moved his hand off of massaging Blaine’s ass to bring it back down and spank.

“One!” Blaine cried out with a gasp at the sting. Kurt wasn’t hitting too hard, which Blaine was thankful for, but it still stung. And it stung more inside than the pain did outside. The spankings meant that he had defied his Dom. He had done what his Dom had told him not to do. And he was being punished because his Dom was upset with him. That was what hurt more than anything.

Kurt spanked a second time. “2…” Blaine near whispered.

Kurt was proud of Blaine right now though. He was following directions and counting obediently. He didn’t flinch, and he was very still.

It isn’t until Blaine was at 6, that he stopped being so still. Blaine couldn’t control his urges now. Kurt’s hands on him. Spanking him. It was so erotic being dominated so fully. He was owned! He was Kurt’s and if he disobeyed Kurt, there would be consequences. Painfully, blissful, awful, and pleasurable consequences.

He trembled and started to rock back and forth slowly, just enough for Kurt to notice it.

And Kurt noticed something else as well. Just how HARD Blaine had become. His cock was hanging ramrod straight down, almost reaching the bed. Kurt leaned his clothed pelvis to Blaine’s reddened ass, reached around his stomach and grabbed Blaine’s length in his hand. Blaine let out a loud inhale at the contact and squinted his eyes shut. He was so sensitive.

There was a small, but noticeable wet spot on the sheet beneath Blaine’s cock, and seeing it, Kurt was pleased. “Do not come baby. You hear me?”

Blaine did not answer, and so Kurt quickly delivered another smack to one of his cheeks.

“7! Yes sir…..” He sort of yelled. And now with Kurt’s hand wrapped around his cock, he continued to rock back and forth, only making things worse for himself. He was incredibly hard and in desperate need for release.

Smacks 8 and nine came and went quickly, but the tenth and final one was being dragged out.

Kurt caressing his subs red and soft behind for a few minutes, letting the sting calm itself just a bit.

Blaine was breathing in rapid whines and still whimpering. Kurt could even notice the way that his ass was flexing and un-flexing, his hole no doubt waiting to be penned.

Kurt didn’t really want to give Blaine his last swat. He knew from training that the last strike was the most memorable. He couldn’t make it soft and sensual because then punishment will be seen as pleasure and nothing more. But too hard could possibly terrify his sub into not being himself anymore for fear of painfully unfair punishment. This spanking, being the first one will be the most memorable one and it had to count the right way. So Kurt waited a while before doing the last hit. He let Blaine calm himself down by not touching him at all, including the releasing of his hard on.

“Blaine, be still.”

And Blaine stilled instantly, but he whined in response too. He missed Kurt’s hand on him already. He needed Kurt’s hand on him. It helped him breathe.

And Kurt gave his last spank.

“10.”

Kurt threw himself to lay beside Blaine, but while leaving him on his all four’s, he had a ‘next’.

“Come here.” Kurt commanded, and Blaine came to sit on Kurt’s lap. Kurt positioned his sub himself, and put his knees straddling his own waist. Blaine’s cock was there right in front of his face, sprung erect as can be, and stiff like no other.

“Do NOT come.”

Blaine let a breath out that he didn’t know he was holding, along with a whimper of pleasure at the thought of what his Dom might be about to do. He wanted to come so bad already. What was Kurt going to do to make him need to do so even more?”

The Dom unzipped his pants, and pulled his bare cock out and lined it to Blaine’s ass.

Blaine’s lip was shaking feeling Kurt’s erection poke at him.

“Play with yourself Blaine. I want to watch you.”

Blaine took no time at all to do what he was told. He grabbed his cock and started to pull at it rapidly, probably too much.

Kurt was seeing Blaine losing his composure a little and it turned him on just right. He pulled at his own shaft slowly, and only a few times before he came right at the entrance of Blaine’s tight hole.

“Stop.” He told his sub. And Blaine stopped. With perfect timing too he thought, because feeling Kurt’s seed touch his ass, he had almost come himself without permission.

Kurt whispered again, this time while letting his fingers fly sneakily toward Blaine’s puckered hole. “Do not come.”

With the seed from his release resting just at the tip of his head, he pushed only that bit inside of Blaine.

“Mmmm…” Blaine moaned, almost pushing down onto Kurt, but unable to, due to the lack of lubrication.

With his cock moistening Blaine’s ass enough to put inside, Kurt started to finger Blaine, starting with just the very tip of his fingers, and then the full length of 2. Blaine bounced slowly up and down hoping to pull them in deeper, and then pull them almost all the way out, and then push them deeper again.

Kurt knew what Blaine was trying to do, but he was the one in charge here. With his free hand, he teased the sub’s cock with light and then rapid strokes successfully bringing him to the brink of finishing, over and over again.

“Do not Come!” Was playing on a loop in Blaine’s head. He wouldn’t. He wouldn’t.

If he came, he would only get punished again, and this feeling right now was torture. He never wanted to endure this denial to release again.

It was nearly too much.

After bringing Blaine to the very edge a few more times, Kurt had managed to come again himself, so he was tired, and gave it a rest.

He did not allow Blaine to finish AT ALL. And now, his punishment was over.

“Go to sleep babe.” He whispered, and pulled Blaine close to him, tightly embracing him until he fell into a slumber.

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Not wanting Blaine to sleep too long, the couple woke to an early alarm that Kurt set, at 5 am.

Kurt waited, spooning his submissive, and waiting for Blaine to turn and face him. He had questions for him, but more than that, he knew that Blaine has questions for him too.

“Good morning sir.” Blaine said, with a slightly raspy voice, sleep heavy.

Kurt smiled a small one. “Good morning Blaine.”

Propping himself on one elbow, Blaine leaned his head in to bury in Kurt’s chest. He was a cuddle whore.

Kurt let him take the comfort, but he did his Dom duties at the same time.

“Why were you drinking last night Blaine?”

Blaine just let his head fall further into his Dom’s chest.

“I’m so sorry sir.” He profusely apologized. Over and over again. “I swear it will never EVER happen again.”

Kurt lets that be just enough. Hearing Blaine plead for forgiveness was heavy on his heart. He was forgiven. Absolutely, and he always would be forgiven.

“Okay Blaine. It’s okay. I forgive you. I’ll always forgive you. Just please obey me Blaine.”

Blaine scooted closer to his Dom and molded himself to his front. “I will sir.”

Holding Blaine close, Kurt inhaled his scent, and smelling the slight musk from the night’s torture, he felt something poking him in the thigh simultaneously. With a smile at the fact that Blaine was still trapped in his state from punishment, Kurt let go of his sub, and scooted himself down the bed.

Blaine, sensing Kurt’s emotional climate as he pulled Blaine’s briefs slowly over his ass and erection, sighed in comfort. “Oh god, thank you sir.”

A gentle warm mouth sunk onto Blaine’s waiting and stiff; tortured and ready, cock, where he proceeded to suck until Blaine had come harder than he ever had before.

“That’s a good boy…..”

Blaine lay back spent, exhausted, already falling into a deep dream world; waiting for the melody of Kurt saying goodnight to push him right to full sleep.

“Get some good rest my love….You can sleep until the late morning. And then, I’ll see you this afternoon…. at the altar…..” Kurt whispered, and with the last smile before the peaceful soft snores, Kurt got out of the bed, and snuck quietly away from the room.

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