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)
They were all so much fun to see that as we got to the area with the padded floor, I didn’t even realize I was getting down onto all fours until it was done and Boone made a pleased sound. “Good boy, pup. You’re going to earn your reward later.”
My orgasm reward?
Was there another one?
Thank fuck pups weren’t supposed to talk…or I’d have asked…and in Boone’s current state of mind, he’d answer.
That was either scary or erotic or both.
Probably both.
Chapter 3
Boone
He looked entirely too good on his knees and entirely too cute playing with the littles.
It was definitely going to fuck with my judgment but I wasn’t sure he’d want me to find it or my common sense.
Wynn seemed to be thoroughly enjoying my questionable logic so far, at least based on the way he was barking and wagging his tail. I wasn’t worried about how he was feeling at the moment, but going forward wasn’t as easy to sort out.
Playing with the littles came naturally to him and he didn’t second-guess running after a ball one of the older littles had thrown for him. He didn’t even seem worried about how he looked or what he was wearing, but that was probably because half the room went aww puppy whenever they walked by.
Of course, the more naked pups got a different kind of reaction, it was more of an oh the puppy.
I was glad they all seemed happy with their clothing decisions, but I’d promised or threatened a spanking and orgasm when we got home, and he’d eaten enough candy and cookies I was going to have to roll him home if he ate any more.
Not that it’d been my fault.
The littles were sneaky fuckers.
Every time I looked away it was one piece for the little and one piece for the puppy.
I couldn’t even get the Daddies to make it stop because they were glad their subs weren’t eating all the crap. They were sneaky fuckers too. Wynn was loving it, though, and had worn himself out playing.
He’d gotten so much exercise running around that he was going to need a shower at some point.
But that thought just gave me more thoughts.
How would he get a shower?
Who was going to give him a shower?
Was he going to shower alone?
Most of the questions came down to wondering how far he wanted me to take the Dom role and how far I wanted to take it. I had to admit we probably needed to err on his side of the limits rather than mine.
He wasn’t exactly inspiring a lot of logic in me…but there were a lot of other more fun things going on in me.
Especially when he raced over and flopped down at my feet, panting and making cute whines. “You were so fast, pup.”
Petting his head, I reached for the bottle of water with the straw in it. “Drink.”
He obeyed that order happily, but when his little friend yawned and tipped over into his Daddy, Wynn curled closer against me and relaxed. The sign about what we should do next was clear, but the rest was foggy.
Was I supposed to tell him to shift back into his person side?
Was there an order for that?
Giving him more attention and cuddles, I did my best to discreetly look around the room and see what some of the other more creative-type subs were doing.
Some were no help.
I wasn’t going to carry Wynn out like a sack of potatoes while he was pitching a fit for one more Snickers. But the other pup seemed to shift to his person side after his orgasm, so that was good to know, and a few of the littles had started to look…well, less little.
They had an amazing ability to shift from innocent little to tired, grown-up sub in the blink of an eye. It made me wonder what type Wynn would be because it hadn’t taken him long to find his pup side at all.
He was a slut for a little with a ball.
I was very grateful Skyler had stayed busy enough that he didn’t have time to throw a ball for Wynn the pup.
But as he cuddled and I petted his head, it seemed like yawns and quiet time brought out his inner human.
One second he was a happy, slightly exhausted pup and the next he was a curious human sub who was trying to look up at me subtly.
“There you are.” Just jumping right into it and trying to sound relaxed, I did my best to come across like a confident Dom. “Kneel.”
He blinked but it didn’t take long for his body to shift into the right position. Nothing in his reactions or even the look on his face said he was upset or had changed his mind, so I told myself I had to trust him.