Chapter 14
Ferris
Clear communication was nicer than most people seemed to understand, but my Master was not most people.
“Oh yes, that is very good information to make sure I know.” He seemed to be trying to control his reaction at that news, but the way his hands squeezed my ass and his hips rocked to push his cock against mine said he liked hearing it.
So groups were not helpful but rambling blog posts from a confusing sub was.
I wasn’t sure how that was possible, but I’d figure it out later.
“I’m...” Master seemed to bite back another moan as I perfected using my body to make him even harder. “I’m going to have fun exploring you at some point tonight, boy, but you’re going to tell me if I do something you don’t like.”
“I promise.” I was more focused on what he’d like, but it was possible we’d run into something I didn’t care for. “I’m very curious to see how you explore me, though.”
I wasn’t sure if that was enough teasing to get a reaction from him, but based on his moan and the way he buried his face against my neck and kissed it, I’d gotten it right. “I’m going to give you all kinds of new experiences to explore, boy.”
Kissing was still very nice no matter where he seemed to do it, so as he pressed little pecks up the column of my neck, I couldn’t help wondering where else he’d like to kiss. “The educational material I found online said a Dom might enjoy kissing my ass.”
That didn’t sound right.
“Using his lips on my anus?”
No.
“How should I say that?” Trying to figure it out on my own wasn’t working but that was probably because I’d seen too many options. “The only ones coming to mind are wrong or might be inappropriate in this context.”
That was frustrating, but not so frustrating I couldn’t understand why Master was trying not to smile as he pulled back.
With someone else I would’ve just stayed silent, but Master was different and went right into being helpful no matter what I asked him.
“We could go with something simple and open-ended like exploring your entrance or ass. We could go for something cuter with the word bottom. The ones you came up with didn’t hit the right note for you, but they weren’t wrong. ”
“I like being right.” There was nothing nice about being wrong even if I knew sometimes learning experiences were helpful in the long run. “Those weren’t right.”
“Those made me smile and smiling made me think of how cute and sexy you are and that made me even harder, so how about we call it neutral and you just enjoy getting me back to fully ready for naked fun?” My Master was good at tempting me and his smirk said he knew it.
“I can’t decide if I’m lucky I have a smart...Dom or if I’m frustrated over that fact.” His laugh said I’d teased him right but there was something heated about it like he thought I was sexy too.
“Both.” Master wrapped his arms around me and stood, making me squeak at the sudden movement and helplessness that raced through me. “He’s also smart enough to know when to shift this conversation to the bed.”
Okay, smart was a good thing.
“I think that is a very good plan.” I barely had enough time to wrap my arms and legs around him before he got to the bed, but there was a rush I hadn’t expected and it made me feel almost lightheaded as he set me down on the bed. “I liked that.”
Yes.
It was important to tell him the parts of our scenes that I enjoyed.
His smile had me wanting to cuddle closer to him, but that also might’ve been because it looked almost wicked. I was still learning how he responded but that smile always meant he was thinking sexy things about me. “I have other things you’re going to like as well.”
Oh.
“What?” Was it a surprise? “What am I going to like?”
Master chuckled but it was obviously on the aroused side of his dominance and not just because he thought I was cute. “You’re going to like my surprises.”
Plural?
“More than one?” There were too many options for them to be obvious, so I knew I had to be good to make sure I got to see them. “The internet says good boys get rewards.”
That was one of the only things all the subs agreed on, even if their definition of rewards varied greatly.
Master’s eyes twinkled. “We’ll have to see.”
Ugh.
Before I could decide how much of a pain in the ass I could be without getting my rewards taken away, he reached for my shirt.
Oh.
Naked time.
He liked seeing me naked.
Happy Masters gave better rewards, so I pushed my frustration aside and did my best to be helpful but not try to take charge. He would enjoy the process of getting me naked and it seemed like the best plan to let him do it.
“What are you thinking?” Master leaned me back on the bed so he could work on my pants.
“I was reminding myself that I didn’t need to offer to take off my clothes because you liked being in charge and it would make you happy to be the one to do it.
” The quiet moan he let out as he saw the tiny briefs I’d put on said I’d been right.
“It’s neutral for me but it’s something you’re enjoying. ”
“That makes sense.” Master traced the edges of the underwear as he slowed down. Looking a bit like he was slowly unwrapping a present. “But we re-evaluate if it’s negative for you.”
Hmm.
“Sometimes subs will suffer for their Doms.” His frown said I needed to ask more questions or give him more information.
“It’s supposed to strengthen connections and make a submissive feel like they’ve done something important for their Dom.
I don’t know how I feel about that yet, but I want us to keep it in mind. ”
Master made a low sound that I thought was supposed to send a signal but I couldn’t even begin to guess what it was.
“I need you to explain your reaction, please.”
He chuckled and suddenly didn’t look as confusing. “You are going to keep me on my toes.”
I wasn’t sure how, but I wasn’t going to admit that.
“I’ve read a lot and sometimes there’s no way to understand what they mean without trying it out.” There were just too many things I’d never done in real life to know how I felt. “Like my underwear.”
Master looked up and raised one eyebrow. “They’re very attractive on you.”
“Thank you. I bought several different types based on internet recommendations of what a man might consider attractive and settled on this style. It’s not something I think about, so I had to test out different ones before I knew what I liked.
” And what drove me crazy. “I might need to do that with other types of BDSM topics.”
Master sighed as he went back to slowly taking my pants off. “I’ll have to figure out some options that won’t make me worry.”
He was going to worry either way.
“Is that a reasonable goal?” My polite disbelief got a bark of laughter from him before he tried to frown at me. “It’s a logical question.”
Just not a polite one, possibly.
“You are a handful.” He leaned over and gave me a quick peck. “A sexy handful.”
That was still very odd.
“Thank you.” With my pants off, he removed my socks and studied me quietly for a moment. I could be patient when I wanted to, so let him look at me and process whatever he was thinking.
Maybe feeling?
I wasn’t sure but he was relaxed and enjoying himself so that probably didn’t matter.
What did matter was how nice it felt to have his hands slowly caress up the inside of my thighs.
It wasn’t the same as being hugged but it was nice in a different way and made my legs want to relax.
Master noticed because he seemed to notice everything.
“I’m going to have to give you a full-body massage on our next date. ”
“I’ve never done that.” Asking a stranger to touch me had always seemed odd but Master wasn’t a stranger. “Do you like giving a massage?”
He nodded as he slowly peeled my briefs down. “I’m going to like massaging you because I like touching you and I like seeing your body and I’m going to love seeing you completely relaxed.”
That made sense. Those were all activities he enjoyed so we were combining them in new ways. They all seemed easy but how was I supposed to act? What if I did it wrong? “I’m going to need instructions on my role in that activity.”
“I’ll mentally walk through it and do my best to figure out the best way to explain your role, but my first thoughts are that your goal is to relax completely.
” Before I could tell him that I wasn’t sure how to do that, he continued because he was smart.
“That’s not always easy for some people but our bodies need ways to get rid of the tension we carry. ”
Did I carry tension?
“One way we could start practicing that is to isolate individual muscles.” As he set down my underwear, Master stroked my foot. “Tense your foot. Tighten all the muscles.”
I could do that.
Obeying got a pleased smile and a nod from him. “That’s perfect. Now see how relaxed you can make it. Completely limp.”
Hmm.
Why wasn’t that as easy?
As I practiced, he opened the nightstand that was more like a tall, thin dresser and reached into the top drawer. It was more like background noise though because I had to do the tighten and relax part several times before I finally managed to get it right.
“Oh.”
Was that my surprise?
“That was very good.” Master’s smile went ear to ear as he slipped the base of a cock cage around me. “And I think this is going to be a good fit too.”
“Yes.” That one looked very nice. “Where did you get it?”
Did he have those just lying around the house?
“I bought it for you online.” As he fit the odd-looking pieces together like a penis puzzle, he held up a tiny carabiner like we were taking Smurfs climbing.
“This will keep it in place without actually being a lock. I want us to have a longer conversation about restraints before I use one of those.”
Oh.
“Longer conversations.” Keys probably required covering a variety of topics. “I understand.”
I could get this off on my own if the situation went badly for whatever reason and I wouldn’t end up as a cautionary tale on the internet.
“Good boy.” Thankfully, we didn’t seem to need to have any additional conversations at the moment because he looked down and carefully attached it to keep the cage in place. “This looks very nice.”
It did?
Rocking my hips higher, I studied the cage as Master slid his hands under my ass to keep me in position. “It’s comfortable.”
He put me down on the bed as I lowered my head, nodding and studying the cage as I just lay there. “This is designed to be worn long term, but we’re not doing that. I just wanted something I was confident about you wearing safely.”
Were Doms just much better at dates than regular people or was this a Palmer was special thing?
“What am I going to say?” His question made me fight back a sigh, but based on his smirk I needed to fight harder. “Hmm? Was that a question?”
No.
“You’re going to tell me to let you know if it hurts or rubs anywhere because this is not about me hurting in any way.” I wasn’t completely sure what it was actually about, but I knew hurting wasn’t the goal. “That won’t make you happy and it will make all future options for worrying worse.”
“Much worse.” He was trying to look stern but he leaned over and gave me another kiss, eyes twinkling. “I’m glad you like it.”
“I do.” I felt steadier with it on, but I wasn’t the only one. Most men who enjoyed them described the feelings differently but I’d found several men online that’d felt the same grounding feeling. “Thank you for getting it for me.”
“You’re welcome.” Master slowly ran his hand down my chest and torso until he got to the cage. He flicked it up, letting it fall between my legs with a firm thud that gave me the same relaxed feeling as the massage but without all the hard work of figuring out how to relax.
“Almost done.” He grinned when I jerked, not expecting that answer at all. “Something new but I’m curious to see what you’ll think.”
What else had he gotten me?
“Part decoration, part restraint.” Master wanted to tease, but he answered my unspoken question quicker than I expected when he pulled two wrist cuffs out of his drawer. “This is going to be a new experiment, so there is no right or wrong.”
“We’re simply gathering information.” And he knew neutral was good. “I seem to like restraints, though.”
He’d even picked out cuffs that were a very neutral brown color, so I didn’t have to figure out how to compliment them.
“You do.” Setting one down, he brought the other to my right hand and wrapped it around my wrist. “This should feel firm and remind you that you belong to me, but they shouldn’t hurt.”
As he got the first one in place, buckling it around my wrist almost like it was a small belt, he went quiet as I took in the new feelings. He must’ve realized we were still at neutral because he immediately shifted to put the second one in place as I moved my hand around.
“This doesn’t hurt.” I wasn’t sure what it was, but that seemed like a good place to start because discomfort was important to Master.
“Good.” He kissed my head as I studied both restraints. “What can you tell me?”
“That...that sometimes it might be too much...too much touching?” Too much something. “I don’t always like tight clothes.”
A lot of people changed into more relaxed clothing when they got home, though.
“That’s good information. Thank you.” Cupping my hands in his, he ran his thumbs over the soft leather.
“I want you to try to think of them as restraints for your arms like I’ve restrained your penis.
Now your arms belong to me and you don’t have to worry about them.
If you don’t know what to do with them, you’ll turn them over to me. ”
Oh.
They were like cock cages for my arms.
“That’s...” I was going to have to think about that. “You like controlling things.”
“Yes, so I will enjoy controlling your arms too.” Master pointed out the obvious, but it was nice to confirm. “These small hooks will let me restrain you in different ways and will give us more to explore.”
They would be educational.
That was a good place to start...maybe.