Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 26135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
He was smart.
“I…I…” Barely getting words out, Wynn whined and took a deep breath. “I like that. Thank you. Green. It’s good. I…I like that.”
He’d probably come from it too, but that wasn’t the plan, so I slowly relaxed my grip as I mimed for him to take another deep breath. Wynn obeyed, managing to get more air and to control his orgasm as I released his dick.
I kept the tight hold on the leash.
“Good boy.” Barely tugging on the soft leather, I looked down at his feet. “Step out of the costume. Let me see you.”
He was basically naked except for the strip of fabric that was barely containing his erection, but something about stepping out of the costume turned Wynn on even more. His shiver and the needy expression on his face made that clear.
Wondering if he was feeling more naked and that made him react so strongly, I trailed one finger down his chest. I’d seen him shirtless before, but never like this. It made me question if I should’ve read into how careful he’d always been around me to stay clothed with his dick covered.
“Turn around in a circle.” Relaxing my hold on the leash just enough that he could obey me, I watched as he rotated and made a pleased sound as I saw his ass. “It’s going to look very nice when it’s spanked. I’ve always liked how full your ass is.”
Wynn squeaked but his ass cheeks clenched as he finished and faced me again. “Um, thank you?”
He was such a dork…but he was my dork.
“You’re welcome.” I thought I’d been clear, but I decided not to risk confusing him. “Now, I’m going to enjoy spanking you, but we are doing this to make it clear who you belong to and that I expect a certain level of behavior going forward.”
And the lights upstairs went off again.
His dick was still enthusiastically paying attention, though, so I waited for his brains to come back online. A few seconds and some blinks later, he nodded. “Yes, I’m your sub and my behavior wasn’t…well…I should’ve handled things differently.”
Ya think?
Holding back my sarcasm physically hurt, but I was a good Dom. “Unless you safeword, we’ll do this often enough that it helps you to remember to tell me things instead of fucking with me, and it will help you remember who you belong to.”
The kink he seemed comfortable with…me…well, that was what he was questioning.
“You…I…I belong to you.” He tried to sound confident but it wasn’t believable. “I’ll remember not to fuck with you again.”
That was believable.
“Good.” We’d see how long he could keep that promise, but for the time being, we were going to help him submit and figure out the answer to his spanking questions.
No matter how sure he was that he wanted to be bent over my lap, there had to be things he was second-guessing about it.
“I’m going to spell out what’s going to happen even though it might seem like it’s obvious. You need to tell me if something I’m assuming surprises you or you want to talk about limits.” It wasn’t a question, but I waited to continue until he nodded. “I’m going to put you over my lap. I’m going to bare your ass. I’m going to give you at least three spanks on each side. If it’s painful and not arousing we’ll stop there as your consequences. If you like it, I’m going to continue and I’ll play with your ass while you hump my lap.”
He looked like his body couldn’t decide if he wanted to orgasm or blush and was trying to do both. “That’s…yes, no surprises.”
No bad ones, at least.
My spelling out that I was going to touch him seemed to be making it more real to him, though.
“I may decide to let you finish that way for your first orgasm, but I might change my mind and do it another. No matter what happens, you’ll get an orgasm after your spanking.” His reaction before said his brain needed to keep hearing it, and just watching him relax made me realize he’d been edging himself with the costume a bit too long. “Once that part of our night is over and you’ve recovered, I’ll tell you what happens next.”
“Because you’re the Dom.” He said that so easily, I knew at least part of his brain was fully functioning.
“That’s right.” We’d see how if his spanking melted the rest. “And right now, what is your Dom going to do to you?”
“Spank me.” The way he sighed out the answer made me want to smile, but I kept a straight face as I nodded.
“That’s right.” Stepping back, I carefully tugged on the leash that was looped around him and nodded toward the couch. “Come with me.”
There was no hesitation in his walk or the hungry way he was looking at me, but it took an incredible amount of focus for him to make it across the room. It brought back the memory of how distracted he’d been as we’d walked home, and I decided I was grateful he hadn’t hurt himself.