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)
Kind of.
Nodding, I kissed his cheek. “You were. You were the best cockwarmer when I was studying and you were a beautiful statue when I was making dinner.”
Somehow just having to stand there and look sexy for me had completely fried his brain. I’d pick at why later, but it’d been fascinating and erotic to see him get so turned on doing so little.
“I’ve loved how submissive and helpless it made you.” Another cheek kiss had him blushing and squirming. “And you were adorable when you blushed and got embarrassed every time you had to look at your cage.”
He’d mostly gotten used to it by Sunday, but just mentioning how shy it’d made him to begin with had all that wonderful emotion flooding through him. His cheeks got even redder and he whined as his gaze dropped down to watch my fingers trail over him. “I…I like belonging to you, Master.”
I hoped he realized how much that meant to me and what I thought it really meant to him, but I wasn’t going to push him to analyze things at that moment. No, it was time for his reward for being so patient.
Bringing my lips to his, I kept the kiss light and soft as I slowly caressed him, always going back to the cage so he wouldn’t forget how soft and helpless he was. When he whimpered against me, I kissed his jaw so I could tease him again.
“I know you’re looking forward to getting your cage off, but did I tell you about my dream last night?” It took him a second and a few more kisses before he could shake his head. “I was your Dom but it was more of a Master and slave relationship. You were caged full-time and you had a thick collar to make sure everyone knew you were mine.”
He jolted but the desire that flashed through his eyes said the fantasy didn’t scare him too much.
“Should we play that out on one of our hideaway weekends? Maybe for spring break or as my graduation present?” Moving down his neck, I kissed around the base by his shoulders where a collar would sit. “A thick play collar and a leash. I’d just call you slave because you wouldn’t need a name.”
Ruslan sucked in a breath, pushing me to continue the fantasy as I slipped my hand under the pillow and pulled out a small container of lube. “I’d keep you plugged and ready as often as I could.”
Thankfully, it was easy to open with one hand so I kept caressing him and kissing him as I lubed up my finger. “I’d have to plan how I’d use my slave, but there are so many options.”
He whined, inching his legs open wider as I brought my hand between them and teased one lubed finger over his needy hole. “Master…”
“That’s right.” Kissing his cheek sweetly as I barely inched into him, I loved the way his entire body seemed to clench. “I’d be an even more special Master if you were my slave. There are so many ways I could control you.”
His brain seemed to fill out some fascinating options judging by how red his face got. “But…but not too many? Not…not embarrassing things?”
Oh…
Frowning, I shook my head sorrowfully as I started shallowly fucking him with my finger. “I couldn’t promise that. It’d be my special reward, remember?”
And he’d already listed off several things on his limits list that I thought could be considered embarrassing under the right circumstances and with the right fantasy going.
Ruslan’s eyes got wide and his mouth opened just enough to give him an adorable startled expression. When nothing came out, I pulled my finger nearly all the way out and added a second. “But don’t worry, slaves get orgasms when they’ve been good cockwarmers or when they’ve submitted just right for their Masters.”
The promise of an orgasm had him swallowing and seemed to jump-start his brain. “I…I want to make sure you have a special reward for graduating. It’s…it’s very important.”
Ruslan could talk himself into a lot if the right orgasm was dangled in front of him.
“I’m glad you understand.” Bringing my lips back to his, I swallowed his moan as I widened my fingers, stretching him just enough to get the most erotic sounds from him.
When I finally released his mouth, I gave him one last peck and eased my fingers out of him. “We’ll make it special and I’ll go through your lists and pick out lots of fun ways to use you.”
Making the thick plug magically appear from under the pillow had Ruslan’s eyes blinking in confusion and he seemed to be barely hanging on to the topic. “I…I did a good job filling out my list, Master.”
The response was slightly confusing, but the way he spread his legs wasn’t.