Define The Relationship Novel - Chapter 100

It was something he had only seen in the media. Karlyle had never been disciplined in such a way. Even when he was very young, his nanny took care of him. Moreover, those around him never inflicted undignified corporal punishment, so he had never even imagined such a thing.

As Karlyle gasped, Ash pushed the round vibrator into his moistened interior. The opening quivered as if to push out the foreign object, which was larger than a finger, but then, as the stimulating vibration resonated inside, it seemed to decide it was acceptable and opened up. The humming egg slid deep inside.

At Ash’s words that he shouldn’t feel good, Karlyle bit his lip even harder. However, his pupils, dilated from the shock, trembled in confusion. His fumbling hands grabbed Ash’s pants and then the blanket. His thighs twitched and pressed together.

Ash’s finger pushed the vibrator deeper inside. Karlyle’s toes repeatedly spread and curled. Moans slowly began to escape. It was so hard to hold them back. The egg finally pressed against the hidden, plump area he had wanted to be touched. The vibration intensified simultaneously.

“I’m going to hit you ten times now.”

Ash announced gently. Karlyle was too disoriented to reply. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead. His eyelashes trembled. The egg, directly pressing his prostate, made his eyes roll back.

“Answer me.”

“H-huh, ah, ahh, I-I get, ah, ungh!”

“Properly.”

With those words, Ash raised his arm. The hand, lifted high, forcefully struck Karlyle’s buttocks. Smack! The sound echoed loudly. A red handprint appeared on the opposite buttock, which hadn’t been hit. His pale skin tended to bruise easily whenever Ash touched him. The handprint was no different.

“…!”

At the stinging sensation of his buttocks being struck, he naturally tensed up. His waist dipped slightly, creating a dimple in his buttocks. Ash’s fingers traced the dimple that formed like a small indentation. As he tensed up from being hit, his inner walls also tightened, and Karlyle felt intense pleasure along with the pain.

“If you don’t answer, I’ll add one more hit.”

“Ah, I-I under, h-huh, stand.”

His body, quickly collapsing under pleasure, began to shed tears. Ash stopped Karlyle, who tried to suppress his moans after only uttering a reply. Moving the hand that held his chin, Ash put his index finger into Karlyle’s mouth. While holding his chin with the other fingers, he stirred inside his mouth with his index finger, and saliva quickly pooled.

“Hoo, huhh, ah, ungh…”

His breath scattered wildly. Ash resumed his actions. A large palm stung his buttocks, which were beginning to redden and swell. As a burning sensation spread, Karlyle tightened his inner walls again. Stars burst before his eyes. It should have hurt, but Karlyle was feeling pleasure as if he was someone who enjoyed being hit.

Even though he knew it was because of the vibrating egg filling his inner walls, he was confused by the sensations in his body. He felt like his mind was going to break. He had never imagined experiencing pleasure in such a way in his life. While engaging in such a perverted act, Karlyle’s penis was standing rigidly erect.

“Ah, ahh, uh, huhh, kuk…!”

“From now on, count properly. Ten more to go.”

He was too disoriented to check if the count was correct. Karlyle just nodded unconditionally. He had to end this quickly. Something, something felt like it was going to go wrong.

“Repeat after me. One.”

Ash’s palm rubbed hard against his skin. As a stinging sound echoed, Karlyle arched his back. He lifted his buttocks high. He thrashed about so much that Ash had to release his chin.

Trembling, Karlyle rubbed his forehead against the bed. Burying his face in the blanket, he let out ragged breaths. His shapely, raised buttocks were red and swollen after four hits. His skin tingled because Ash had hit him with considerable force. A palm gently stroked the burning area. As the hot hand rubbed against his hot buttocks, it felt like he was on fire.

“You forgot to count. One again.”

“H-huh, Ash, ah, ungh, I-I’m sorry, I-I’m sorry…”

A plea escaped him involuntarily. More than the pain of being hit, he was afraid that the two conflicting sensations would drive him crazy. The intense pleasure that immediately followed the stinging, tingling pain turned him into a pervert who enjoyed being hit.

“One.”

The number didn’t change from one. Karlyle burst into tears. His unmanly, gasping sobs turned into pitiful whimpers. Completely disheveled, Karlyle shook his head wildly.

“No, nooo, h-huh, ugh, this is weird…”

“If you don’t count properly, I won’t stop.”

Perhaps the vibration was increased, as the intensity of the rubbing inside became stronger. His eyes rolled back. Karlyle frantically pulled at the blanket with his fingers. Huffing and puffing, he lifted his buttocks high. As he tried to raise his upper body, Ash firmly pressed down on his waist, stopping him. With only his buttocks raised, Karlyle was spanked again.

“H-huh, hic, huhh, ah, ahh…!”

A hiccuping moan burst out. As the vibration stimulated the inner part that tingled even with a mere touch, fire flashed before his eyes. The tip of his glans, glistening with pre-cum, rubbed against Ash’s jeans. The sensation of his sensitive glans rubbing against the rough fabric was also a great stimulus. Karlyle, who had forgotten how many times he had been hit, lifted his chin. A bit of the whites of his eyes showed through his wide-open gaze.

Veins stood out on his straight neck. Faint veins protruded on his reddened skin. Straightening his upper body stiffly, he reached his climax. Warm semen flowed onto Ash’s jeans. His glans trembled as it spewed out thick, white fluid with a metallic scent. As a sour smell spread between them, Ash slipped his hand under Karlyle’s body. Rubbing Karlyle’s penis against his thigh, Ash said,

“It turns out Lyle was the pervert.”

His mind, floating with pleasure, caught the word ‘pervert’. Shame exploded, and Karlyle’s penis twitched. He convulsed, expelling a little more semen that he thought he had completely emptied. Ash pressed down on his body, which tried to move away as if to escape, and hit his buttocks again. His back twitched.

“If I had known you’d enjoy being spanked this much, I would have done it sooner.”

“Ah, no, h-huh…”

“Then what is this?”

Ash showed him the semen on his fingers. Karlyle shook his head. But even he himself thought Ash was right. How could he ejaculate while being spanked? Even if his insides were being stimulated, feeling pleasure in such a humiliating situation made no sense. Was he really a pervert? His mother, who had strictly educated him, would surely be furious if she knew. What if Ash disliked him for this?

Tears fell from fear. He wanted to hug Ash tightly. This was why he didn’t want to go to that strange store. Completely forgetting that he hadn’t used anything purchased from there yet, Karlyle cried.

“It’s not over yet, and if you cum again in the meantime, it wouldn’t be a punishment, would it?”

Ash asked a question that wasn’t really a question, then retrieved something else. Ash gripped Karlyle’s penis, which had slowly begun to shrink. Something lukewarm and elastic was placed over his penis. Karlyle flinched and looked down at the round ring that tightened his shaft with a moderate squeeze. Startled, he sat up and discovered the apricot-colored ring encircling his penis. Ash had put it on him.

The feeling of his penis being tightly constricted was strangely familiar. He remembered Ash tying his penis with a ribbon. Karlyle’s eyes widened. He shook his head and anxiously clung to Ash.

“A-Ash…”

“It’s okay.”

It was not okay at all. He knew that excessive pleasure could drive a person mad. His body, twitching and trying to escape, squirmed on Ash’s thigh. His pale skin was flushed in places, but the bright red handprints on his buttocks, in particular, were incomparably erotic.

“Does being hit hurt?”

Karlyle quickly nodded. It wasn’t that it hurt, but he was afraid of becoming an irreversibly abnormal pervert. Ash hummed, then pulled the egg out from inside Karlyle. The string slid out, and the egg scraped circularly against his inner wall as it came out. Hiccuping, Karlyle’s body trembled again from the scraping motion inside. Losing strength, he collapsed onto Ash’s thigh.

“If Lyle hurts, I don’t like it either.”

Saying that, Ash gently rubbed Karlyle’s hot, flushed buttocks. Karlyle convulsed faintly at the sensation brought by the palm stroking the stinging area. After rubbing his buttocks for a long time, Ash put something else inside Karlyle. It was unbearable. He hated how Ash kept driving him crazy with only toys, without putting his own in.

“Why, Ash… aren’t you… doing it?”

“Huh?”

Karlyle buried his face in the blanket and whispered. He was embarrassed, feeling like he was begging, but the feeling of being subjected to this only with toys was too unfamiliar.

“Ash, your…”

Unable to bring himself to say “put it in,” Karlyle trailed off. Ash let out a low chuckle. He leaned down and whispered into Karlyle’s ear, asking,

“Do you want to do it together?”

“…Yes.”

When he answered softly, Ash gently brushed his hair back.

“You want to eat my dick, don’t you?”

Ash confirmed again, using vulgar words. Karlyle’s body flushed even more. After a few seconds of hesitation, Karlyle replied almost inaudibly.

“…………Yes.”

“But Lyle is still being punished. You haven’t counted at all, huh? How much am I letting you off the hook?”

“…Then when does it end?”

He had no idea how much punishment he had to endure before he would be forgiven. Ash, who somehow understood his barely audible whisper, replied to Karlyle.

“It ends when you tell me what you’re hiding from me.”

His eyes widened. Shock slammed into the back of his head. Ash had been tormenting him like this all along just to hear those words. Karlyle felt wronged. Naughty Ash. His mischievous lover kept trying to hear what he was hiding, even though he didn’t know what it was. But how could he propose in such a situation?

He was upset. It was already selfish to ask about marriage so soon after their fight, without any shame, but he couldn’t say those words in such a disgraceful state. He had endured so much, so he couldn’t give in now.

Then was this endless? His vision blurred.

“I’m glad Lyle likes it more than I thought.”

Before he could say he didn’t like it at all, Ash proceeded with his actions. The tip of a rounded, thin dildo, which had been slightly resting at the entrance, pushed in, gaping the opening. His mouth fell open.

As the dildo, thicker and longer than fingers, entered, the inner walls twitched and squeezed it. His inner walls, accustomed to Ash’s penis, seemed to mistake the penetrating rod for his and gnawed at it from head to tip. However, he soon realized it was incomparably thinner than Ash’s and began to crave something else, something thick like Ash’s.