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"Yes sir..." Brandon mumbled, looking down and blushing. He just hoped that his father didn't decide to punish him to...
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"Have you been good otherwise? Did you study?"
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"Uh.... Kinda?..." He said, it coming out as a question as he once again looked down.
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The king sighed.
"Brandon, I warned you what would happen the next time you'd slack off. Bend over my desk." |
"Please, I'm sorry!" The boy whimpered, looking up at him with pleading eyes.
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"I know, but you have to learn your lesson." he sighed sadly, taking a leather strap out of his drawer.
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Brandon started crying softly when he saw the strap. "Please Daddy, not that" He whimpered.
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"I'm sorry Brandon, but I warned you." he said sadly, kissing his forehead.
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Brandon sniffled, but stood up and dropped the towel, bending over his fathers desk.
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The king sighed, standing as well. He had Brndon spread his legs, and protect his privates.
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