Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
And poor Gareth, just adding to our conversations list every time he opened his mouth.
But this one felt like something we should get out of the way right off the bat, so I didn’t let the silence drag out long.
“This is something that will be a work in progress, but for now, what I’m thinking is that if you are both feeling submissive, then you don’t do more than kiss or watch each other jerk off.” That had both of them going still but nothing felt stressful so I kept going. “We might add asking permission somewhere, but I’m not sure we’re ready for that yet.”
Gareth sighed, rolling over so he could look up at me from Cashel’s lap. “Yeah, conversations.”
Those were going to be the bane of his existence, but I wanted his first spanking to be something he enjoyed. That meant I needed to know his fantasies better and how to get inside his head. I didn’t even know his pain tolerance when it came to erotic activities yet.
Cashel’s emotions seemed to shift from murderous to feeling sorry for the curious drama queen because he let out a slow breath and moved his hand to start stroking Gareth’s head. “If we fuck up the first spanking, you’ll never know if you like it or not. I don’t want to react badly, and I bet Bates has stuff he needs to know first.”
Bingo.
Just how much thought had Cashel been giving Gareth’s spanking?
“I guess that makes sense. It’s an only one first impression kind of thing.” Pouting, Gareth wiggled to get more pets from Cashel. “But we’re going to start having the conversations. We just need a list because I’ve lost track of everything we need to talk about.”
He had a good point and made Cashel chuckle. “Yeah, there’s a lot going on.”
Understatement of the year.
“Where do we start?” Gareth’s question made Cashel groan, but it was on the low end of the drama scale so we just ignored it until he shook his head.
“No, we’re not switching topics again. We’ve got the attention span of rabbits.” Sighing like he was tired of chasing toddlers around all day, Cashel mentally seemed to inch closer to the Dom side he usually ignored. “We’re finishing up the last discussion first.”
Interesting.
“So how do you feel about what I said so far?” I kept it vague so we didn’t make Cashel squirm, but I wasn’t sure it was necessary. “We can always shift rules around if they don’t work for us. The point is to find rules and systems that make everyone feel better about themselves and our relationship.”
Nodding slowly, Cashel seemed to be working through something, so we both just waited. After a few seconds, he let out another breath and Gareth shifted so he was completely focused on Cashel as he started to speak. “Right now, I think that Gareth isn’t getting enough physical attention and we need to figure out a way to fix that.”
I wasn’t completely sure what to say but as Gareth opened his mouth, Cashel huffed. “If you tell me again it’s okay that I’m scared of your penis, I’m going to figure out a way to punish you. Is that clear?”
Gareth, ever the surprise, reached down and adjusted his dick. “That’s kind of hot. Threaten me again.”
As I reminded myself that laughter would not be appropriate, Cashel glared at the curious nut. “Standing in the corner kind of punishments.”
“Ugh.” Scrunching up his face, Gareth pouted. “Aww, that’s not fun.”
Cashel started mumbling about not killing him before he took a deep breath. “You have no self-preservation instincts.”
Gareth shrugged. “You love me. You wouldn’t kill me on purpose.”
But he might get killed accidentally?
Oh, the questions.
But I stayed on task. Good Masters did not get distracted by the fascinating things that popped out of a sub’s mouth. “He might be more inclined to stop testing your patience if he was working toward a reward?”
Keeping the reward vague was supposed to help Cashel stay relaxed, but they both went very still.
Hmm.
Clearly that didn’t go as planned, but Gareth provided a wonderful distraction.
“I like rewards.” Gareth was still not-so-subtly playing with his erection which had Cashel rolling his eyes.
“That’s not a surprise.” Cashel’s snarky response said he wasn’t as nervous as I’d worried he’d be. “Are you supposed to be doing that?”
I wasn’t sure if it was a rhetorical question but Gareth shrugged and looked between us. “I don’t know? You guys are in charge.”
That seemed to trip up Cashel’s brain and he took a few seconds to reset. “You’re right.”
Oh, it was getting so good.
Turning his head, Cashel’s expression was serious and it was almost like he was discussing a term paper or something at a corporate job. “How do you feel about him playing with himself like that?”
Oh, badass switch mode.