Date: Fri, 18 May 2018 06:37:42 +0000 (UTC) From: Duncan Jules Subject: Grindr 25 Thank you for looking this up, I hope you enjoy it if you have any feedback please feel free to contact me at teacher8714@yahoo.com. Recieving your comments means the world to me and it means I will keep the story going. This chapter was inspired by Master Andi. Please remember if you can to donate to Nifty. Trouble With Grindr 25 TUESDAY 17:45. My stomach was in knots, I felt sick and I could not get over the session that was coming up. I was stood there looking at the targets that was fifteen meters down the range from myself. I looked at the door then down the range, then back to the door when it opened and Timothee and his Dad walked into the range. I looked at Timothee directly in the eyes as he did the same the ticking of the clock on the wall seemed to slow down the tick, tick, tick was unreal slow my heart started to race. Timothee licked his lips and my cock twitched. "I'm glad your here Mr. Dubois. I wanted to catch up with you about Timothee and about his lessons." I spoke as I stepped forwards towards them. "Timothee the range is free, enjoy." Timothee turned to his Dad, "Rentre à la maison Papa." Mr. Dubois spoke in his French thick French accent, "I have work to do. I will meet my boy at home after." He patted Timothee on his shoulder of his school uniform jacket. "Ne sois pas en retard a la maison." Timothee winked at me before he smiled at his Dad, "Later." Timothee watched as his Dad walked out the range and then he placed his bow onto the floor, "What did he say? What did you tell him?" Now Timothee walked towards me, "I told him that we needed time alone." "Your fifteen, you know that we cannot do anything." I looked him directly in the eyes as he moved forwards, "Nothing I would get put on a list." "That is if people find out." Timothee now only two steps away from me he stopped moving forward. "It's wrong in so many way's your even in your school uniform." "I might be but that boy who fucked you was a little younger then me." "He told me he was eighteen, he was even willing to show me his ID." "Oh have you never heard of been a confidence trickster." "Yeah, but..." I paused. "Don't worry I only have a few pictures, oh yeah I also saw you deleted your Grindr." "How did you know?" "You do know that is the thing about Grindr, you can claim to be anyone." "You was on it?" "Yeah, I have been on it before." "Have we spoke on it?" "Maybe?" He said as he stepped forward. "So we have then?" "That would be telling, bring that chair over here." "What are you thinking?" "Bring the chair over and you will see bitch." I walked over and picked up the chair putting it in the middle of the floor. "Ok." I replied my cock twitching on every step towards him with the chair. He sat down on the chair he fixed his tie that was under his blazer. "Call me sir." He looked me up and down, "Pull your shorts down and I want you over my knee as you have been a very naughty boy." With those very words coming out of his mouth my cock became painfully hard. "yes sir." I unbuttoned my cargo shorts and pulled them down to my ankles and lent over his knee. "That is a good boy." He paused for a moment before he ran his hand over my naked arse. "Count them for me." He pulled his arm up and slapped my arse on the left cheek, "One..." He pulled his arm back again and hit the right cheek, "Two..." Then the left immediately where his first had hit, "Three..." He went to the same spot on the right cheek, "Four..." He kept a similar pace and style going. "Five... Six... Seven... Eight... Nine... Ten..."My arse was warming with every one of his spankings. He laughed, "You said you wanted to test those limits." He rubbed his hand in a circular pattern before he pulled his hand back and started spanking my left cheek. "Eleven..." I winced my cock jumped, "Twelve..." My cock jumped again. "Thirteen..." That spot on my left cheek was getting sorer and sorer with each slap. "Fourteen..." He caught the spank perfect to cause me enough pain, "Fifteen..." Now fighting back the tears. He stopped his hand still on my arse, "Get up, I wanna fuck you." I stood my hard cock on display, "But..." "But nothing, your the sub here." He stood and grabbed my t-shirt. "It's illegal." I paused as he pushed me backwards. "I do not care, I mean you don't really care either do you." He pushed me further back so that I was against the wall. "Just like when you preform in your office." "What?" He placed his fingers onto my lips. "Don't worry. Just imagine I am Will." He lent in placing his mouth onto my neck. "How did you know?" I talk past his finger over my lips. "Stop talking." He whispers into my neck kissing it and then sinking his teeth in. "Stop!!" I shout. He continues to bite into my neck before moving off and then kissing the quickly bruising mark. "Marking my property." "I am so gonna get in trouble for that." I moan unhappily. "Well you..." He pulls the front of my top over my head. And fastens it so that the front was lifted showing my stomach. "Love to submit." "I do but..." I stutter. "Turn and face the wall." He places my hand onto my hips turning me to the wall. "You know I want to..." "Oh you do that is for sure look at your cock." He undid his belt and pulled down his trousers down to his thighs. His hard cock at the entrance to my arsehole. "You know you..." I stuttered. "I know you crave it. Pushing the boundaries." He drove his cock in my arse in one push. "Fuck Yes." I moan in pleasure. "Who owns your bitch ass." Timothee said as he pulled out my ass. "You do sir." I moan. "Good boy, do you want the truth?" He said moving in and out of my arse. "I just want you in me." I moan. "Well, I'll tell you all when you want to know." Timothee now moving so his balls slapped my ass with every thrust. "Stop talking and fuck me sir." I moan. He pulled out my arse and stepped away pulling up his trousers, "You don't decide what we do bitch. Stay against the wall." "Please Timothee fuck me." I said looking over my shoulder as he was doing his belt up. "No, now get dressed." He moved over to his bow and picked it up. While pulled my shorts up and fixed my t-shirt I inquired. "Timothee why did you stop?" "So you learn your place is not to make demands. Now no talking and just sit on that chair like a good boy." He turned and then he took a shot down the range. I just sat there watching on in complete silence. I watched him while he hit gold after gold, at the end of the session he went into his school bag taking out his phone he smiled before he took his bags and kit to the door when he turned and looked at me, "You can move know." He opened the door and walked out confidently. I took my phone out and went to the app store I looked at the Grindr app but closed the app store before putting the chair back to the side of the room. That night when I got home my curtains was laid on my bed with a note on top of it, "Put up the curtains if you have fully accepted your fate. By Sunday you will know who I am. Let's play a game assume everything so far has been a lie to conceal my identity. You may ask me one question a night which I will answer truthfully with Yes or No. If you guess my identity you will not be punished. Every incorrect guess doubles your punishment, every No in the yes or no game adds 5 spanks. You start at 15. Here is my number..." So there we have chapter 25 tell me what you all thought I might have a short break from the story I don't know yet it depends on the feedback I get.