Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Magic.
“I’m going to be such a cute pup.” Dragging them out of the kitchen, I stopped. “Where do we do it?”
Bates chuckled but squeezed my hand. “The living room has more space for you to play and I think those blinds close tightly enough that with the curtains it’ll protect our privacy.”
Turning toward the window, I frowned. “Did you always have curtains?”
As I tried to remember what his living room had looked like the last time we’d been over, Cash shook his head. “No.”
Bates was back to almost laughing. “No, I put them up earlier in the week because I wanted to make sure we had enough privacy for you to run around.”
“And for all the blow jobs we end up having in here.” Cash’s response had me and Bates both nodding.
“Yeah, that’s a good point. The neighbors probably wouldn’t mind watching, but we don’t have their consent, and Brady said that’s really important.” For some reason that had Cash’s eyes going scary wide and Bates got lost in the giggles.
We were never going to find my pup side if they couldn’t stay focused.
Pointing that out would be rude, though, so I just waited patiently until they remembered they were the Doms.
It took a lot longer than it should have.
But when Bates could breathe and Cash had managed to close his mouth, I was rewarded with another kiss from Bates as Cash shook his head. “You are fascinating, pup.”
Yep…and patient.
“Thank you, Sir.” But my ability to wait quietly would only last so long and I could feel it escaping. “I’ve been very good too.”
I didn’t want him to forget that part with all his laughter.
“You have and you’ve been very patient.” Bates set the duffle bag on his chair as I smiled at him, proud he’d realized how amazing I’d been. “But now we’re going to dress you up and we’ll see how it feels.”
Yes.
It wasn’t hard.
Barking. Balls. Tail wagging.
“I can do it.” None of it was rocket science and I didn’t even have to talk. “It’ll be fine. You don’t have to worry.”
Cash sighed, clearly already worrying. “We’re supposed to tell you not to worry.”
“Why?” As Bates started pulling out all the pieces of my outfit, I tried to stay focused on Cash. “You guys worry more than I do.”
Bates wasn’t quite as bad as Cash but he was still an overthinker.
Smart people always were.
But maybe overthinking made them skip the obvious parts?
“I just have to play pretend and wiggle and wag and remember not to talk.” It was the easiest, less-stress BDSM thing I’d ever seen. “The talking part might be hard to remember but the internet said I just have to find the right space in my head where my pup lives. I must’ve been ignoring him because I didn’t know he was there.”
Cash looked like he was bouncing back and forth between wanting to sigh and wanting to worry more. “It’s headspace.”
That was what I’d said.
“All set, come check it out.” Bates was so happy when he had everything laid out, even I knew it was a distraction to keep Cash from being too sassy, but I let him get away with it because he probably didn’t want to pull rank and punish another Dom.
Praise in public. Censure in private.
“Yay.” Wiggling between them, I looked down at my costume. “I’m going to look so good.”
I even had a wiggly tail the internet said would give me great orgasms if I wagged it right. “I’m going to be the best tail-wagger ever.”
Scrubbing his face with his hands, Cash was back to being embarrassed about seeing my dick, but Bates just gave me a wicked grin. “That’s what I’m hoping, pup.”
Cash was working on finding his right color again, so I let him get not-embarrassed as I kissed Bates’s cheek. “I’m going to have so much fun and make Cash really proud of me.”
“I’ll be proud of you no matter what.” Cash managed to stop being nuts long enough to give me a hug and curl into me. “But if you’re just saying that to make me stop squirming, I’ll kill you.”
“I’m being very good.” That wasn’t a lie, so I didn’t feel bad about ignoring his drama.
Bates was coughing but it didn’t sound believable and it seemed to make Cash start mumbling about everybody driving him nuts.
I was pretty sure he’d taken himself down that road, but I didn’t think pointing that out would be helpful or polite.
So I was very good.
Yep, I totally deserved lots of praise and rewards and orgasms.
Once Bates stopped coughing, he took a deep breath and hugged us tight. “Alright, we all know that no matter what headspace Gareth finds, this is about having fun and exploring something new.”
“And orgasms and attention.” He couldn’t forget the most important pieces.
“Yes. Exactly.” Bates gave me a quick peck on the head. “I can’t forget such important parts.”