Caden nodded gave Charles an apologetic smile. He wasn't trying to take the Dom's control away. He was just curious to see what they were doing. But he supposed Charles would tend to everything. He trusted the Dom in ways he hadn't trusted anyone else. "You'll always have control Sir" he said stepping forward. His limbs still felt a little rubber-like as he continued to come down from his high, but he was able to walk without aid. As for the plug, he wanted to keep it in. But he knew it was probably best to take it out before bed.<br/><br/>"Can I keep it in during the shower? You can take it out when I'm finished? unless... you'd like to join?... in the room?" he doubted Charles would join him under the hot water without any clothes on. But if the Dom wanted to watch, he'd allow it. He'd never leave his side if it was up to him. But he doubted Charles wanted a lost puppy following him around everywhere, begging for attention.<br/><br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Evan was far from done. But his rear was burning and he wasn't use to being smacked with a paddle. He rarely hurt himself and the occasional fights seemed to end quite quickly. He knew when he couldn't win and chose his opponents with care. Before Alan caught him, his body didn't hold any form of bumps, cuts or bruising. He knew his rear was probably just red due to the impact, but that didn't stop the needle like stings when the paddle hit it and eventually it became too much.<br/><br/>-Are you ready to apologise?-<br/><br/>Yes... or he believed he was. But he didn't know how to make the apology sound sincere. He remained silent for a few seconds before releasing a small sigh. "Sorry... Yes, I'm sorry. I won't steal from anyone's house again" he said trying to see what Alan was doing behind him.<br/><br/>"Hey... That was the deal right?" he said unaware his pretty red rear had been snapped by Alan's phone. He hated how he couldn't see him. "I mean it. Please" He'd done as asked.<br/><br/>Thinking of a turn on was hard during the punishment, but it had done it's part. Evan still had a seme hidden by the table and a part of his boxers, but his brain wasn't on that. He was more focused on how to make Alan believe he was sorry... he was to a degree...