Hello all,

Sorry that I took so long to update but I don't really have an excuse except that I'm taking two summer classes so I can take more AP classes next year.

WARNING: this chapter contains mature boy on boy action so if that makes you uncomfortable, don't read this.

Chapter 6

An enjoyable punishment? Is there even such a thing? The hungry look in Cato's eyes suggests something that would be much more pleasurable for him, but then again he seems like the type to revel in others' pain.

"I'm so disappointed in you, Peeta," He whispers in a husky voice. His whole aura has changed from furious to smug. This can't be good for me. "Now, I have to punish you."

"Wh-what are y-you gonna do to me?" I can barely keep my voice steady.

His lips pull up into a devious grin. "How else do boys get punished when they don't behave, baby?" There's excitement in his voice and I can see a glint in his eyes.

"I don't know," I say truthfully.

"Naughty boys like yourself must be spanked when they misbehave, my little Peeta." He says seductively, sending shivers down my spine.

Before I can react to what he said, Cato switches our positions so that his back is up against the back seat and I'm straddling his lap helplessly. There's exhilaration written all over his face and it makes my heart thump pathetically. He flips me around positions me over his legs. I didn't even know I was sporting an erection until I feel it pressed up against his leg.

When did I become such a masochist?

"Someone's excited" He purrs as he runs his strong hands over my butt sensually.

Suddenly his fingers slip under the waistband of my pants and I groan and his fingers slide across the bare skin of my ass. In a swift movement, he pulls down my pants to my knees, exposing my rear end. I feel my face flush but I don't know whether it's from embarrassment or arousal.

"It was so silly for you to try and run away from me," He says, running his hand up down my bare ass cheeks. "As much as I hate your disobedience, I'm glad that I get this opportunity to take control of your body."

Slap!

I yelp as his palm connects with my right cheek, sending jolts of electricity to my groin. Afterwards, he gently rubs the spot for a few moments before slapping me cheek again, making me groan. He starts to do the same thing to my left butt cheek and I find myself rubbing my erection against his leg in a pitiful attempt to get some friction in my nether regions.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

I can feel my ass cheeks tingling from my punishment but the pain from each impact only increases my arousal. I feel so sick for enjoying this attention, but at the same time it's like I don't want him to stop. I imagine my cheeks are red by now, but that doesn't stop Cato from landing a few more smacks on them to drill his point home.

Suddenly he grips onto my ass cheek so tight that it's no longer pleasurable and I scream out in pain.

"Are you ever going to leave me again?" Cato growls into my ears, nearly deafening me. I try to squirm out of his death grip but that only makes him squeeze impossibly harder. "Answer me!"

"No!" I spit out and he loosens his grip.

"And why is that?" He asks in mock curiosity.

"I don't know," I breathe.

He slaps my ass hard and I yelp again. "Who do you belong to?" He clarifies. When I don't answer immediately, he lays another smack on my stinging ass cheek.

"YOU!" I cry out in pain. "I belong to you!"

I look up at his face and see a wicked smirk gracing his features. I feel my heart pounding, not in hatred or fear anymore, but lust. As much as I hate to admit it, I'm lusting over Cato, my captor. It's sick and it's wrong, but there's no way of getting around it.

"That's right," He purrs in delight. "You're all mine. And do you know what I do to my possessions?" He whispers into my ear, making me tremble in anticipation.

"N-no," I whimper.

"I take good care of my belongings," Cato answers plainly.

Before I can question his statement, I'm distracted by him putting his pointer finger into his mouth and sucking onto it seductively. I nearly drool as I watch the digit move in between his soft, pink lips. Words can't describe how much I envy that finger.

When he takes it out, I'm confused as to what he's planning on doing until reaches around to my bottom again. I'm not even given a warning before he plunges his finger into my ass. I let out a mixture of a groan and a moan as pain and pleasure wrack my body. I'm so hard now that I have rub my hard on against his leg, and in doing so I push myself further onto his fingers.

"You like that?" He chuckles at how helpless and needing I am as I back myself onto his finger, at the same time trying to increase the friction on my manhood.

I can't even answer because I'm shaking so hard from the hormones rushing through my body. This is my first extreme sexual experience and I'm not prepared for the intensity of it.

"Do you want two fingers?" He asks, mocking curiosity as if he doesn't already know that I do.

"Yes!" I yell, feeling my face flush at the embarrassment of how submissive I'm being.

"I'm going to have to teach you some manners," Cato teases. "Now, how are you supposed to ask for something?"

Exasperated, I nearly growl, "Can I have two fingers, please!"

I can feel myself reaching my climax as he inserts his middle finger into my ass, scissoring me and setting my body into flames. I'm moaning like a slut and I don't even have the energy or consciousness to feel ashamed about it. He continues forcing his fingers into me until I reach my breaking point.

"Fuck me!" I scream.

At that, he pulls his fingers out of me and I whine at the loss. I was so close to reaching my climax but he holds me still and keeps me from releasing all over his leg. He pulls my pants up, covering my hard on that's aching for attention.

"As much as I would to do that, you've been a bad boy." He says deviously. "Boys that misbehave don't get what they want, and I know how badly you're craving my dick. Don't worry, though, it'll come in good time."

I gawk at him, my mouth wide open in confusion.

"I'm glad you finally learned your place," He adds on. "Now let's get back home. You interrupted me from a very nice dream I was having that starred the two of us without these clothes to hold us back."

I lay on the back seat, my mind still racing, as Cato climbs into the front seat. He starts the car and starts driving back to his manor as I lay frozen on the leather surface. I think to myself,

What the hell just happened?

I've never written smut before so this was interesting. Sorry it was so short but I didn't want to start more plot in this chapter. Let me know your thoughts.