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It wasn't like Jungkook liked to punish Jimin. Even if he knew that his little boy liked it, it was like Jungkook enjoyed to reprimand and punish him. But sometimes Jimin lacked control over himself, and there were rules that he couldn't really break. The most important rule was that Jimin couldn't obviously come without permission, let alone touch himself when daddy wasn't even there.
But Jimin sometimes broke the rules, and those were the times when Jungkook was forced to punish him. He needed to remember him who was in charge of command, and the fact that he had to respect the rules and obey orders. This didn't mean he loved his baby boy any less. He treasured him in every possible way, but enough was enough.
This time Jungkook, when he came back home from work, he caught Jimin rubbing himself. Yes. Jungkook came back home from work, taking off his jacket, ready to meet his little one to pamper him with kisses and hugs but...what he found was Jimin on the dining room's table, legs spread wide open, while he was rubbing himself. Jungkook didn't yell, he luckily remained his self composed daddy. But disappointment was so clear, when he cleared his throat and crossed his arms, staring at him from afar.
His little one blushed in shyness and embarrassment, since he was still in that shameless position. Jimin squeezed his legs together tightly, feeling the juice gather all in the centre of his core, of his incredibly wetted pussy, and kept it there for daddy. Jimin knew very well his daddy was probably mad at him, so at least he kept all of the juice inside, not letting it leak out. Daddy always told him that juice shouldn't get wasted, and he was annoyed when it happened by accident. However, seeing daddy being disappointed at him made him feel so bad. Guilty. He disappointed daddy.
"Daddy—" Jimin's voice faltered away, as if it was broken. "I'm sorry. I couldn't resist—,” he tried to explain, but there was no excuse for what he had done.
He broke the rules. Daddy never did. Not even once. But Jimin sometimes just couldn't restrain himself, and daddy was away, occupied with his job, some nights came back late home, and baby boy felt alone and most of all lonely. When he touched himself, little boy always thought about daddy. As if his fingers were daddy's ones. This, however, it wouldn't make daddy less angry. No way.
Jungkook collapsed on the armchair, dropping his weight there. He sighed heavily. He really felt uncomfortable, when his little one broke any of their rules. When Jimin seemed to hurry to get down from the table, Jungkook raised his voice for the first time since when he came back.
"Don't move," Jungkook ordered Jimin, "I have to punish you,” he reprimanded him, glaring at him.
Jimin squeezed his legs together even more, until he felt the tingling sensation because his clit was being rubbed in this way. He let out a squeaky sound, waiting for daddy to arrive.
Jungkook approached Jimin. He stopped in front of him so Jungkook's torso was basically at the table's level. He shook his head, then he forced Jimin to spread his thighs apart. He was in awe at the sight of Jimin's pussy all spread apart, glistening with juice. He would've loved to eat him out, making him come and then clean him up, but he had to punish him.
"Your pussy. Spread it with your hands. Open it up as much as you can do it. I want all of the skin being tensed up," Jungkook commanded, and Jimin hesitantly obeyed.
Jimin's hands pulled back the big lips of his pussy, so as to spread it apart even more for daddy to see, to punish, to touch, to hate it love. In this way, he managed make the clit appear under soft hood that covered it. With the clit and pussy on display, little boy thought that at least he was being obedient. He tried to calm himself down, knowing that he deserved this punishment like the previous ones. He could feel the cool air coming from the window hit his exposed skin.
"Daddy...," Jimin called out Jungkook weakly, while he could feel his pussy pulsation because of how aroused he was. "What are you going to do to me?" he asked him.
"Spanking your clit and your pussy with my hand. Hard. Until it's red, swollen and nice," Jungkook answered to Jimin, and in that moment the little boy knew that he wouldn't have had any mercy from him.
Jimin shivered in anticipation. He enjoyed being spanked, especially on his pussy and most of all his clit. Daddy never spanked his pussy, if not briefly, and every time he did it Jimin wanted more if it. Maybe this punishment could've turned out into a pleasurable experience.
"...Spankies?" Jimin repeated after Jungkook in a so soft voice like honey.
"Yes, little one. Daddy's going to spank you hard, nice and well, so you remember not to break the rules," Jungkook told him firmly.
"Daddy's right. I've been a bad little boy,” Jimin replied to Jungkook with a very ashamed expression, staying fully exposed under him.
Jungkook was mad at Jimin, but he didn't want to emotionally hurt him. So he leaned over him and kissed him on his forehead, just so Jimin would remember that a punishment didn't mean daddy didn't love him anymore.
"Daddy loves you. Don't worry. As soon as the punishment is over, I'll take care of you,” Jungkook reassured Jimin. "Count the spankies for me, okay? They'll be twenty this time,” he told him.
Twenty. Jimin only ever got two or three spankies. He never got twenty ones. He knew he deserved it, so he wouldn't complain. He actually thought that daddy was being even too merciful with him, because after what Jimin did he expected something much worse.
Jimin eagerly nodded in agreement, smiling happily when he was kissed by his daddy. So all that Jimin had to do was to stay still, wait and keep himself perfectly open up for daddy.
Jungkook had a heavy, big and warm hand. However, he didn't slap his little one right away. Somehow, he still needed to reassure him that it was all good. Because punishments werr meant to be given if rules were broken, but there was a mutual trust between them. They previously agreed on all of this. He let his thumb flicker on Jimin's clit shiny with juice, teasing it just a little bit by pressing his fingertip onto it. Jimin whimpered under Jungkook, writhing under him. The clit was all exposed, being dragged out from the usual hood in which it was hidden. "Take your spankies, and then I'll reward you," Jungkook told Jimin in a softer voice, even if he shouldn't have used it for someone he was about to punish. Jimin nodded in assent, being ready for the punishment and waiting in expectancy of pain and pleasure. When Jungkook's hand came down slapping Jimin's clit, it made Jimin jolt back, accidentally trying to close his legs out of reaction. He only earned a glare from daddy, and another round of several slaps all on his spread cunt all shiny with juice.
"Sorry, daddy. I didn't mean to squeeze my legs,” Jimin apologized sincerely.
"You're not counting, Jimin. Should daddy add more spankies then?" Jungkook questioned him, while his palm hit Jimin's pussy a few more times so hard it made the little one flinch back.
He counted out loud, even if with a broke voice. Jimin mewled like a kitten, forcing himself to keep his legs wide open for daddy. He shook his head, and counted. He had already received five spankies, and there were many more to wait for him.
Two more hard blows to Jimin's throbbing cunt made him twitch and jerk. Jimin's legs were grabbed and pulled straight up and then splayed wide, putting him completely on display for him. At Jungkook's mercy. But Jungkook didn't intend to have any mercy for Jimin. Jungkook stood over him, leering at him from the frame of his legs. Jungkook was demanding, tall, commanding. Jungkook wouldn't spare Jimin. Jimin kept counting.
Jungkook continued to spank him, sometimes he flicked his clit with his fingers in a stinging blow on that bundle of nerves, and other times he smashed his hard and open and warm palm right on Jimin's pussy spread apart. The sound of flesh slapping or hitting flesh was the only one audible. Jimin kept counting, until the last spank was reached and he whimpered and shuddered forcefully, when Jungkook's open wide, flat palm brushed against his spread apart pussy. Jimin's pussy was literally throbbing, pulsating against Jungkook's hand.
Jimin shivered, trembling in anticipation. Daddy usually cleaned him up with his mouth and tongue, right after punishing him, because he knew that Jimin always got wetter and weeter. The perfect combination of pain and pleasure sent him to ecstasy.
"You're so hot here, wet and warm. Swollen, even. Red and pretty," Jungkook praised Jimin. "You've been such a good baby boy for daddy, taking your punishment so well," he muttered softly.
Jimin's wetness was in such a great quantity that it created a little pool in proximity of his buttocks, right on the table. Jungkook bent over Jimin, attaching his mouth to Jimin's pussy core, from where he kept licking and sucking all of the wetness out. Jimin tasted and smelled so nice, but Jungkook do it slowly, in a very slow manner, sucking juice from his pretty tiny hole, because he knew very well his little one was too sensitive right now after the punishment, but he needed to clean him off.
When Jungkook was done, he picked up Jimin into his arms to bring him on the mattress where he lay him down. And Jungkook made sure to apply ointiment on Jimin's pussy, slowly and nicely, even on his clit, that he had to rub a bit to put ointment on there too, which made Jimin moan like a sweet kitten.
"Daddy...," Jimin mewled again, feeling his pussy throb after the punishment.
"You did so well, litte one, now rest," Jungkook cooed Jimin, giving him a big kiss on his pretty, reddened, still throbbing pussy.