Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 72944 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72944 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
That turned him on too.
So I gave his excitable dick one more soft stroke before patting the head. “This is a good boy too.”
More drama.
I kissed his head and ignored it. “Now, we’re going to sit in my big chair and help you remember who’s in charge here. Then once I’m sure you understand that, we’ll give you an orgasm. Would you like to come?”
The too cheerful tone in my voice was barely over-the-top and nothing he knew he could logically complain about.
You’re too happy.
Yep…he’d have felt nuts saying it even if he was right.
“Yes, please.” His sigh made it sound like torture was imminent, but I simply smiled as I released his cock and dug his favorite nipple clamps out of my bedside drawer.
It was full of fun but I knew exactly where they were.
“Oh, here’s your toy.” The joyful tone in my voice had his dick twitching and him letting out another groan.
His dick was definitely the one that should be trusted at the moment since groans weren’t safewords, so I tickled the slit and chuckled. “Yes. You’re excited for your toys and to have playtime.”
The way he rolled his head to bury his face against my shoulder wasn’t a safeword either.
“Alright. Let’s go sit down and have some fun.” Carefully keeping one hand behind him so I could make sure he was steady, I slowly inched us toward the corner where my chair was waiting. Ashton originally thought it was ridiculously large but that was because he was damned near pocket-sized.
He’d decided he liked it, though, once he realized it was big enough to make him feel like Goldilocks sitting in Papa Bear’s chair…and on Papa Bear’s lap.
He read the most interesting things.
“Sitting careful, please.” Helping my trapped drama queen sit down on my lap, I took his tiny wobble as a chance to make him feel even more helpless and submissive. “That’s much better. Now you’re safe.”
The Daddy-ish tone had him blushing and grumbling, but he snuggled closer and kept any real complaints to himself.
Our contract said that wasn’t a safeword either.
“I like being good.” That painful admission had his dick jumping around again and earned him a kiss on the forehead. “I like kisses too.”
So subtle.
“Then let’s get you all ready and I’ll give you kisses. Would you like that? It could be another reward for being very well-behaved.” One day he was going to sigh so big he deflated completely. “I thought you’d like that.”
The faint nod he gave me was as good as I was going to get, so I took it and didn’t complain.
He was going to be doing enough complaining for both of us in a second.
“Toy time.” I didn’t have to fake cheer because I loved putting the clamps on him. He reacted incredibly and they always made him come so hard in the end. “We’re going to have fun.”
He knew it too.
More precum slicked up the head of his cock and he shivered as I set the clamps down on his naked lap with the chain connecting them draped over his erection. “You can keep them safe right here.”
Ashton liked that even though I wasn’t sure he could’ve explained why. He sucked in a breath and another bolt of desire firing through him had him shivering again. “I…”
Silence.
“You’re a good boy and you’re going to come so hard once you’ve learned your lesson.” Running the pad of my finger around his first nipple, I took my time getting closer and closer to his nub. “I’m going to help you, though.”
He couldn’t have explained why he was supposedly being corrected if his life depended on it, so I didn’t bother with a longer lecture. Ashton wouldn’t have understood it, especially when I finally pinched one nipple and it killed the last of his remaining brain cells.
“That’s right.” I was going to be very helpful. “Push your chest out for me. Pink. Just like we said.”
Ashton groaned, but as he fought back another shiver, he obeyed. “That’s perfect.”
And sexy as hell.
Giving him an order to sit still would’ve been fruitless, so I held him tighter as I picked up the clamps and opened the first side. “Pink and wiggling and whining to come. I can’t wait.”
Looking like he was thinking about explaining just how evil I was, Ashton frowned for about five seconds. Then all I got was a moan as his eyes rolled back in his head as the first clamp bit down on his nub. He let out a moan first but then the jostle of the chain got a whine and a wiggle from him. “Pink and wiggling and whining.”
Just as he got enough working brain cells to complain, I got the other side and turned his brains into mush.
“That’s right…good boy…” For being hard and for grinding his ass on my lap and for whimpering so sweetly. “They’re going to be pink and puffy when I’m done, aren’t they?”