Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
I wasn’t sure if he realized that just made me harder, but either way, I could still enjoy it and how he was going to react to the overstimulation he’d said he approved of in his list.
And he wondered why I’d been so firm on wanting to know his limits.
He managed to last about thirty seconds before he held his breath and his muscles clenched. I wasn’t pushing too much to start with, just feathery strokes right over his slit since that was peeking out nicely. When he let out a breath and closed his eyes, sinking into the gentle torture, I kissed the side of his head. “Good boy suffering for me.”
That had a shiver racing through him and his eyes popped open.
“Don’t worry. I know you’re doing your best to be good. Just relax into it.” There was no way he had enough control not to shiver, so punishing him for something like that wouldn’t be reasonable or fun at all. “You were so good for me. Let me see it again.”
He had to fight for it the second time, but I could see him working at finding the right headspace where the frustrating sensation would help his submission rise up again. Ruslan let out a slow breath, closing his eyes and barely twitching as his body shivered again. “Good boy.”
As his body started to relax, well, most of it, I went back to rubbing his chest with my other hand, flicking my fingers over his nubs as I made sweeping strokes. “That’s right. You’re just going to focus on remembering that you’re my reward. You’re making your Master happy.”
That had another shiver running through him and a soft, pleased, barely audible sigh escaped. “The only thing you have to do to make me pleased and aroused is to suffer for me. You just have to take all the pleasure I’m giving you. That’s not too hard. You can do it.”
Ruslan’s head bobbed but he was good and stayed as quiet as he could as I continued the fabulously fun torment. I loved the way he’d hold his breath and the way his body jerked and shivered as he lost control. He was trying too hard, but he clearly didn’t realize how often he said words or moaned because every sound that almost escaped seemed to be a surprise to him.
But as he finally got control and got a handle on most of the sounds that were trying to fill the room, I knew it was time to shift things up again. I kept it simple, though. Since the sight of the cage was enough to turn him on, I spread my hand around his cock and framed it beautifully as I kept up what had to be a maddening caress.
The quietest whimper slipped out of him before he caught it and his muscles tensed again.
I pretended not to notice, kissing his head and making a happy sound as I mirrored the same stroke on his nipple. He liked that, relaxing and letting out a soft breath, but when I gave it a pinch that couldn’t have been more than a quick flash of pain, he sucked in air and looked down the line of his body.
Was he expecting me to pinch the head of his cock?
That’d been in the maybe column on his list, so I hadn’t been going to approach any kind of even mild CBT until we were at the point where he could have a conversation without ending up pouting or little.
We definitely weren’t at the let’s have a discussion about me pinching your dick level yet.
Based on how kinky and needy Ruslan was, we’d get there…but it wouldn’t be a race. It’d be slow and steady and filled with time to explore other naughty fantasies he did manage to get out during one of his dramatic word vomit moments.
But to reward him, I went back to the mirror touches he liked so much. Finding a rhythm of two soft strokes to one tap, I kept up the simple overstimulation until he had his legs pressed against mine and I could feel the energy vibrating through him.
He wasn’t complaining, though.
No, Ruslan was bouncing between ready to lose his mind and slipping completely into subspace, but he hadn’t safeworded and he stayed very quiet.
I could’ve spent the entire afternoon teasing him and touching him, but with the game we were currently playing, I knew it would lead to my sweet boy ending up in subspace. That would be fun sometimes, but it wasn’t what I wanted and I didn’t think that would be his goal either if he could’ve laid it out logically.
Ruslan wanted orgasms and he had to have been incredibly worked up to have found the courage to have texted me, so I wanted to reward all that courage…and I wanted him to associate that bravery with pleasure.