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what would happen to you if I died.”

A cloud of fear passed over Angel"s face. “Daddy, don"t say that.”

“Sweetheart, it was a possibility. That crack on the head I took could have

killed an elephant, and then the beatings. Every time he had a moment off, Denbigh

would come down to the cellar and give me another kicking. He nearly caught

Ekaterina there one day after she had given me water.”

Angel gritted his teeth. “Wish we could kill him all over again.” He climbed

into Kael"s lap.

“I just want you to know I"ve added you to my will in case anything happens to

me. It"s just you and my mum. I"ve earned a lot of money over the years, and I"ve

invested a good deal of it. You"ll be well taken care of.”

Angel put his hands on Kael"s cheeks. “No one ever looked after me like you,

Daddy.”

Kael took Angel"s wrists and kissed his palms. “That"s what daddies are

supposed to do. So tell me exactly how you killed Dudek. I"ve been wanting to ask,

but I wanted to put a little distance between you and the moment. Are you really

good with it, or did you just say that to Conran?”

“Daddy, I shot the other guys too. The guards. They were playing cards. They

didn"t even hear me walk in. I did what you taught me. I walked like a ghost.” Kael

smiled and patted Angel"s thigh. “I killed one, and only then did the other one see

me. He couldn"t even reach for his gun before I shot him.”

“Shooting someone from across the room or even at close range is different

than a scalpel kill, because you have to have body contact with your hit. It"s very

intimate.”

“Daddy, if you don"t want me to follow in your footsteps, how come you"ve been

teaching me all this stuff? Do you think I"m never going to use it?”

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“You"re so good at it, I just can"t resist.” It was true. Angel was a natural, and

Kael wanted to pass on his skills to his boy. “I want you to be able to take care of

yourself. But tell me about the kill.”

Angel looked thoughtful for a moment. “Dudek liked boys. That was how I got

him to take me into the house. I acted like a street kid, and he picked me up in

minutes.” His voice dropped to a whisper. “Daddy, I had to suck his cock. He made

me do it in his car. It was the only way I could get into that house.”

“I"d have sucked his cock to save you,” Kael said, and he meant it.

Angel sighed with obvious relief at the response, as if he had wanted to

disclose that for a long time but didn"t dare. “It was disgusting, but I closed my eyes

and sent my mind somewhere else like you taught me.”

“Good lad.”

“Dudek told me to fuck him, and I knew it was the perfect moment. He was on

the bed on his hands and knees with his back to me. I got out the scalpel, and I was

leaning over his back. I found the vein, and I pushed the button on the scalpel. My

weight pushed him down even though I"m not very heavy, but it got a bit messy. I

got more blood on me than I should have.”

“Never mind, boy. Practice makes perfect,” Kael said. “I"m so proud of you.”

Angel sighed and laid his head on Kael"s shoulder. Kael kissed his boy"s head. “Do

you know what I"ve missed while I"ve been low on energy and recovering?”

“Not my mouth on your cock, that"s for sure, Daddy.” Angel giggled and kissed

Kael"s neck.

“That"s true. You have been very attentive to my cock since we got home.” Kael

rubbed Angel"s shoulder, incredibly happy and grateful that he was home and his

boy was safe. “I have missed giving you a good spanking.”

Angel sat up straight and looked into his eyes. A loud sigh erupted from his

throat. “Daddy, I"ve been wondering. How many boyfriends did you have before

me?”

“Why do you want to know?”

“I never had a boyfriend. Of course I never wanted a boy. I wanted a man.”

Angel grinned. “But I just wondered how many you had. You"re so handsome I bet

you had guys all over you.”

“Yes, I had guys all over me,” he admitted.

“But how many relationships did you have, Daddy?”

Kael looked into Angel"s beautiful eyes. “None.”

“You must have had a boyfriend. You were thirty-two when we met,” Angel

persisted.

“I can"t count how many men I"ve had sex with. But I never had a relationship

before you. I never lived with anyone, and I never saw a sub more than a few times.

Most of them were one-nighters.”

“Why did you pick me?” Angel asked. “Why me, Daddy?”

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“You"re special,” he said and watched a beautiful peace settle over his boy"s

face. “Now strip, shower, and into the dungeon with you. Let"s do this properly.”

Angel jumped up so quickly to obey that Kael was left sitting on the couch laughing

as Angel legged it to the bedroom.

* * *

Naked, pink, and smiling from his shower, Angel walked into the dungeon and

stopped short. “Daddy!”

Kael had gone in ahead of him and lowered the lights to the perfect level. After

the effect his leathers had had on Angel last time, he"d decided to wear them again.

A leather G-string and chaps with leather spur boots and his Muir cap always

looked sexy and intimidating. He was standing in the middle of the room, hands on

hips, when Angel entered. Without a word, he walked past Angel and locked the

door, placing the key out of reach as always.

“Stand to attention, boy.” He had decided to make this formal. No talk about

the outside world. No mention of anything that was not in the immediate moment.

No instruction or encouragement, just a good hard spanking. Angel obeyed, hands

behind his back, shoulders back, and his chin slightly lowered.

Kael strode across the room and got the straight-backed chair. Grabbing it in

one hand, he carried it into the middle of the room and placed it with great care in

the exact position he wanted, facing the mirror. He sat down with his knees wide

apart.

Angel fell to his knees and crawled toward him. He threw himself on Kael"s

boots, clinging to them and kissing them with more fervor than ever before. When

he looked up at Kael, he had tears in his eyes and his chest heaved with emotion,

but he didn"t speak.

“Come, boy, let me have you,” Kael said, unwilling to break the businesslike

atmosphere by offering comfort. His boy was holding something back that needed to

be released. Angel remained on his knees between Kael"s thighs, his back straight,

and dropped his chin.

“I"m ready, Sir.”

“Do you want a spanking, boy?”

Angel"s response was loud and clear and very respectful. “Yes please, Sir.”

“Stand.” Without being told, Angel seemed to understand that Kael wanted to

make a formal scene of this, and he threw himself into it with immense gravity.

Kael took him by the waist and drew him over his knees. Angel automatically

placed his hands at his tailbone, rendering him more helpless. “Fold your arms

farther up your back out of the way,” Kael ordered.

Angel obeyed, folding his arms and drawing them up to his shoulder blades,

his head dangling, his slender legs stretched out behind him. Kael loved his boy"s

arse. He loved the perfect roundness of the buttocks and how they went from cream

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colored to bright pink and then scarlet under his hand. He loved the boy"s narrow,

slender hips and thighs. For a long minute, he looked at Angel"s backside, caressing

it gently with his big hand, covering both buttocks at once, enjoying the satiny

smoothness of the skin. When he looked up at himself in the mirror, he saw Angel

looking at him expectantly, anticipation and longing in his beautiful gray eyes and

open mouth. Angel"s cheeks were pink and hot from excitement and vulnerability.

“I"m going to enjoy this,” Kael said and watched every last bit of tension melt

from Angel"s body.

Kael raised his hand and brought it down lightly across Angel"s buttocks.

Raised it again and landed a harder spank. Slowly and with measured strokes, he

increased the intensity, watching the beautiful buttocks tense and redden beneath

his hand. The room was completely silent except for the loud
crack
of his hand when

it landed on his boy"s backside, and Angel"s increasingly labored breathing.

“Good boy. This will make you stronger. This will make you a better boy.”

“Thank you, Sir.” Angel"s words came out on a long breath, high-pitched and

followed by a gentle moan.

“Let it out, boy.”

Kael knew Angel was holding in his emotions, and that he had been holding

them in ever since the moment he found his all-powerful daddy naked and half-dead

in a filthy cellar. Since leaving Paris, he had been the most perfect, obedient boy. He

had laughed and joked and been very flippant about the scalpel kill, about

everything that had happened. If he didn"t purge all the fear and anger and

revulsion that had stuck in his throat over finding the man he admired bound and

helpless, and over having to be intimate with one of the men responsible, then it

would come back to bite him later. It was a huge burden of emotion for a teenager.

“How do you feel, Angel?” He continued to spank at a steady, even pace.

“Good, Daddy, good.”

“Give me a word, boy.”

Angel panted hard and then said, “Green.”

“I can"t hear you.” He had heard perfectly, but he wanted Angel to demand

more.

“Green!”

Kael continued to spank at the same even, heavy pace.

“Daddy! Green!” Angel said louder.

Another minute passed and Kael didn"t increase the level of intensity.

Experienced at being spanked, Angel knew Kael wasn"t exerting increased pressure.

“Sir?” he questioned.

“Tell me what you need, boy. Be loud and be clear. Tell me.”

“Sir, green! Green! Green!” Angel screamed.

Yes, that’s it, boy. Demand what you need from your master.

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With every ounce of his strength and will, Kael let fly with his hand. Faster

and harder than he had ever spanked any sub, he belabored Angel"s buttocks and

then began to work his way down the thighs almost to the knees, reddening first

one leg, then the other before working his way back to the buttocks again. Even,

hard as a leather strap, Kael spanked. Had he not allowed momentum to assist and

guide his arm, he would have exhausted himself within minutes. But the careful

pacing and strategic placement of his hand allowed him to continue until his boy"s

buttocks were scarlet and swollen.

And at last Angel started screaming.

Long, piercing shrieks burst from his throat. His body jerked with pain and

pleasure commingling to create a catharsis of emotion. His legs had been dangling,

his toes touching the floor. Now they stiffened behind him, rising and stretching

straight out. His head and shoulders rose up until his body was stiff and straight

across Kael"s legs. For one surreal moment, Kael thought Angel would levitate off

his knees. But he had the boy grounded, tethered to his body with the unrelenting

pressure of his hand.

The screaming reached a pitch that hurt Kael"s ears, and still he did not stop

spanking. Angel was approaching a crisis, a doorway he needed to pass through,

just as a fever needs to break in order for the patient to recover. His own cock had

hardened as the spanking progressed. It had stretched the front of his jockstrap

when Angel started to react. His boy"s body stretched out straight and he knew

Angel"s orgasm was close, and that knowledge brought his own to the very edge of

realization and over the precipice.

Angel"s orgasm was of such explosive power that Kael felt it reverberate

through him. Kael"s climax took his breath away. He faltered as he spanked even

though Angel"s crisis was still passing and he wanted to wring every last bit of

pleasure and pain from his boy. He had to keep working and slow the spanking

gradually. He couldn"t just stop or they both might fall. He cried out his pleasure as

Angel cried out his pain—and the communion was perfect.

Kael slowed his hand and stopped. His boy"s screams—his sweet, beautiful,

faithful boy"s screams—turned into sobs. His body curled around Kael"s legs. The

cries came from his throat in ragged, hollow, painful rasps. He sounded as if he was

having difficulty breathing.

Kael gripped Angel"s waist and flipped him onto his back. He slid one arm

around Angel"s shoulders and the other under his knees and lifted him against his

chest, pressing him close. “My sweetheart, don"t hold anything back. It takes a

brave boy to make himself vulnerable, and you are the bravest boy in the world. I

love you so much. Daddy"s amazing boy.”

Kael stood up and walked to the couch and sank down, cradling Angel.