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Vernon sat on the couch, scrolling through twitter. Occasionally liking the random cat video or fan art that he came across. He heard the distinct jingle of Minghao’s keys in the door. He quickly locked his phone and got on the ground on his knees. He was always ready to do what Minghao asked, so when Minghao suggested that whenever he came home, Vernon be on his knees and waiting for instructions, Vernon did just that.
“What a good mutt,” Minghao said tossing his keys onto the counter. Vernon preened at the praise, though it was laced with degrading tones in it.
“We’re gonna play a little game, pup, you ready for it?” Minghao hummed slipping his shoes off, still not looking at the younger. Vernon nodded and bowed his head, waiting for his master’s command.
“You will drink when I tell you to, you will hold your piss until I tell you to go. If you fail to listen there will be a punishment. Am I understood?” Minghao said finally looking at Vernon.
“Yes master,” Vernon said in a soft voice. Though they had talked about this the night before, Vernon was still nervous. He had never tried this before; he was always nervous with new things. But he trusted Minghao with everything he had in him, knowing that if something was too much a single word would end it all. His thoughts were broken up by Minghao pressing a water bottle to his mouth, he quickly began to drink trying his best not to choke on the water that was gushing down his throat. It stayed there until the bottle was empty, Minghao pulled the bottle away and pulled Vernon’s head up to meet his gaze by his soft hair. Vernon let out a small hiccup and stared into his master’s eyes.
“Good boy, now you can go back to whatever you were doing but remember if I give you something you have to drink it.” Minghao said, his voice softer than before. Vernon nodded and slowly got up; he could feel the water sloshing in his tummy. He curled up on the couch, pulling his phone out again. Minghao placed another bottle next to him, he opened it and began to drink quickly.
“Don’t chug it pup; I want you to hold it. Not make yourself sick,” Minghao said as he began making lunch for the both of them.
“Sorry master,” Vernon said as he pulled the bottle away.
“Lunch will be ready in about half an hour, I expect that bottle to be empty yes?” Minghao said from the kitchen.
“Yes master,” Vernon replied as he opened twitter again.
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After lunch the two decided to watch a movie and cuddle. At that point Vernon had, had two full water bottles and two cups of tea for lunch. The ache in his bladder was growing more intense with every passing minute. He was nursing a third cup of tea when Minghao placed another bottle in front of him. This one was larger than the other two that he had before.
“When you finish that cup, you have 30 seconds to pee. I will be timing so don’t try anything or there will be another punishment.” Minghao said. Vernon nodded and finished the cup quickly.
“Go, you can start when I tell you to.” Minghao said as he pulled out his phone to time Vernon. Vernon stood, the liquid in his tummy shifting uncomfortably. He made his way to the toilet and waited for Minghao’s call.
“Go,” Minghao said. Vernon immediately let the piss stream out of his bladder, a soft whine coming from his throat. He felt like his piss couldn’t come out fast enough.
“Stop,” Minghao said 30 seconds later. Vernon forced himself to stop, his bladder still uncomfortably full. He pulled his boxers and sweats back up, fitting a little snugger from the sheer amount of liquid in his stomach and bladder. He washed his hands, which was a mistake. The sound of the water made the ache grow even more. He walked with a slightly waddle back to the couch.
“Good boy pup, come sit so we can watch the movie yeah?” Minghao said moving so Vernon could sit next to him. He felt the liquid shift as he sat down, he whined softly and cuddled closer to Minghao. Minghao pressed a warm hand to the bloated part of Vernon stomach, Vernon visibly relaxed at the warmth on his tummy. Minghao handed him the water bottle and Vernon looked sick. He took the bottle anyway trying to avoid punishment at all costs. He began to drink, coughing as the water hit the back of his throat. Minghao pulled the bottle away and rubbed his back.
“Easy pup,” Minghao cooed softly. Vernon coughs just jostled his overfull bladder even more. He let out a distressed moan and buried his head in Minghao’s chest. Minghao continued to rub his back, hoping to calm the boy down a little. Vernon felt something drip from the head of his dick.
“I-I” He tried but before he could say anything or stop the flow of piss, he let go. Minghao watched him piss himself on their couch, his cock growing hard from the sight. Vernon sobbed a little, the feeling of relieving his bladder too overwhelming for him. His light grey sweatpants were now soaked all the way down his legs, the couch beneath him also wet.
“I-I’m sorry master!” Vernon pleaded the tears welling in his soft brown eyes. Minghao wiped the tears away from his eyes and pressed a kiss to the tip of his nose.
“It’s okay pup, you still have a punishment though,” Minghao said. He stood and helped Vernon up. Vernon nodded and waited for Minghao’s next instructions.
“Go to the bedroom, strip. Put your wet clothes in the tub. I’ll be in after I clean up okay?” Minghao said. Vernon nodded and made his way to the bedroom. Quickly stripping the wet clothes off and putting them into the tub. He dried himself off and got on the floor on his knees. Minghao came in a few minutes later, humming softly.
“Twenty spanks for each thing you had to drink, you don’t have to count. You know what to say to take a break.” Minghao said as he pulled two different paddles out. Vernon nodded and waited for Minghao to sit on the bed to lay himself across the elder’s lap.
“How many do you have?” Minghao asked as he grabbed the lotion for after.
“o-one hundred and twenty,” Vernon said in a soft voice.
“Good boy pup,” Minghao replied, gently putting the soft leather collar around Vernon’s neck. Minghao finally sat down, and Vernon laid across his lap, his plump ass right where Minghao needed it. The slaps were hard and swift, making Vernon yelp with every new set. Minghao said he didn’t need to count, but he did it anyways.
“What are we on pup?” Minghao said taking a quick break, rubbing his sore wrist.
“H-hundred a-an-and three,” Vernon said softly, his voice hoarse from crying.
“Just a few more, can you handle that pup?” Minghao asked softly. Vernon nodded and chewed on his lip. Minghao placed a hand on his cheek.
“Stop it pup, you’re going to make it bleed,” Minghao said. Vernon stopped chewing and braced himself for the next blow.
“We are done for the night puppy, you did so good.” Minghao said running his fingers through Vernon’s hair.
“Can you lay on the bed on your tummy for me baby?” Minghao asked, any harshness in his voice now gone. Vernon shifted to where he was laying on the bed his red ass facing the ceiling. Minghao began to rub the soothing lotion over the redness. Vernon yawned and buried his head in the pillow that he way laying on.
“Don’t fall asleep on me yet pup, we need to take a bath,” Minghao said brushing his hand against Vernon’s side. Vernon whined and shifted away from Minghao’s touch.
“Come on puppy,” Minghao said pulling Vernon up. Vernon slumped against Minghao, his breathing shallow. Minghao dragged him to the other bathroom as he didn’t want to move the wet clothes from their tub. He let Vernon sit on the toilet while he started the bath. Minghao put some bath salts into sooth Vernon’s red skin. He grabbed two fluffy towels and Vernon’s favorite hoodie and boxers. Placing them on the sink counter, he pull his own clothes off and helped Vernon into to the bath.
“You did so good for me baby, so good. I’m so proud of you,” Minghao cooed as he ran his longer fingers through Vernon’s hair. Vernon hummed softly, laying his head on Minghao’s thin chest.
“I love you so much puppy,” Minghao said softly.
“Love you too master…” Vernon mumbled, his voice heavy with sleep. They stayed like that for about twenty minutes before Minghao was worried that Vernon would actually fall asleep on his chest. Minghao dried the both of them off, dressing himself in his silk pj’s and grabbing Vernon’s clothes.
“Come on sweet pup, let’s go to bed,” Minghao said as he pulled the sweatshirt over Vernon’s head. Vernon slipped his arms into the holes and buried his nose into the fabric. It smelled like Minghao; it always did. Minghao helped him stand to put the boxers on and led him to the bed. Minghao pulled the duvet away from the pillows and let Vernon lay down. Once Minghao laid down, Vernon was attached to Minghao’s hip, falling asleep almost immediately.
“Good night my love.” Minghao said softly rubbing the youngers back before he too eventually fell asleep.