T/W: Spankings, fingering, a bit of degradation kink, and orgasm denial, a reference to male masturbation, no mention of aftercare. (This story ends sexually, not after the acts).
A/N: Trying to, yet again, get back into the swing of writing. Super rusty after I needed to take a break. I didn’t make this gif, I found it via google, so gif credit goes to the maker.
Word Count: 1,259
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Billy sat there and looked at you with his arms crossed. He has a stern and yet, amused facial expression. You have done nothing but push his buttons all day, and while Billy let you get away with it for a little while, in hopes that you would get it out of your system, it was starting to drag on. He knew he’d have to put you in your place, eventually. Billy cleared his throat loudly, and you spin around to look at him. You knew that look, he had enough, and this was it. Deep down, you probably wanted to be punished, and you probably wondered how far you’d have to go to get that.
