Chapter 43
Oakley
Sucking on the paci, I flipped the page of the book. Dixie was fast asleep beside me, tuckered out from running around the backyard for about an hour. How such a little thing like her had that much energy was a surprise. But at least she seemed to be settling in just fine.
Last night had been one of the best nights of sleep for a very long time. I wasn’t sure if it had been Sabastian’s words or just his overall presence. Maybe a bit of both.
Either way, I woke up more rested than I could ever remember being before. And, I think I was as happy as I’d ever get.
I had finished marking the checklists in the books that Sabastian wanted me to. I even went over them twice, to make sure that I hadn’t missed a single thing. Some of the items were a bit strange, confusing even, so I just circled them, knowing that the man would explain them to me.
Now, I had time to read the book I shouldn’t be reading. If I was found out and only got corner time again, then I had nothing to fear. That was nothing when compared to what Sir did.
Flipping the page again, my eyes widened.
That…that was possible?
Why did people write some of this stuff into books? And that…that….
Glancing down as a heat grew under the shorts I tossed on after my shower only made me even more confused. It wasn’t something that grew often as it was, but it twitched as I returned my focus to the book.
I was leaning towards Sabastian having a theme since the last couple of books I had read were more about people who enjoyed similar things as I did.
“This is…” I sighed, my eyes skimming the words as I tried to take them all in as quickly as I could.
I shifted, pulling my legs up a bit so the book could rest against my thighs.
Sucking harder on the paci, I felt a whole new kind of need start to grow as I went to the next page.
Were there other people out there that really liked this stuff? Was I just so messed up I found something like this so…captivating?
Sure, the other book had bottles and warm milk, and nice baths. Those weren’t bad, and something I wouldn’t mind at least trying. The baths Sabastian had given me were super nice. But this…this was entirely different.
I shifted again, not sure how to make the growing need, the growing heat, to simmer down. There was no way I was touching the thing down there.
Would two dicks, both hard, feel good being rubbed together? What if there was a nice, warm hand wrapped around the both of us, holding our dicks together? His big, mine so tiny it’d be next to impossible to see.
But I could imagine the feeling. It’d be warm, warmer than that, possibly. And soft. And with a hand holding me and other together…..
“Whatcha reading there, little one?”
I yelped, actually nearly screamed, as I slammed the book shut.
Shoot!
Why hadn’t I heard him come in? What time was it? Did I lose track of time?
I looked at Sabastian, wide-eyed as he stood not too far away. My heart was in my throat, but at least it made a different need go away.
Or maybe not.
The slightest movement told me more than enough. I was slightly hard, the shorts rubbing along to top of my penis.
“Sorry. I thought you heard me come in. Dixie did.”
The traitor dog was sniffing his socked foot.
“I didn’t hear you.” My voice was rough, not having spoken for a while. Glancing down at my lap, I saw the paci sitting there, having fallen out when the man had scared me.
“What are you reading? Must be a good book.”
Uh….I wasn’t planning to let him catch me a second time reading a book that I wasn’t meant to read. So, slowly, I slipped it down to the floor beside me and the wall.
“Oakley,” he warned, crossing his arms and raising a brow.
“A book?”
He held out a hand, giving me no choice but to hand it over. With my heart in my gut and a huge sigh, I pulled the book up and handed it over, back facing upwards.
He made a humming noise, turning it over in his hands as I dropped my eyes to my bent knees.
He wasn’t supposed to be home yet, darn it.
“When did you take this book?”
“When you had me get the others off the shelf. The ones with the lists.”
“I see.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Are you really?” He bent down to be at eye level with me while Dixie crawled into my lap, tail wagging like crazy. She probably needed to go outside before she peed on the carpet. Or my lap.
“No.” I wasn’t sorry. I’d likely do it again if the other books had interesting things that made butterflies grow in my gut, and warmth in the parts lower.
“Oh, Oakley.” Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him shake his head. “You know you should ask.”
“You would have so no.” I wrapped an arm around Dixie as she tried to stand on my chest to reach my face with her nose.
“You are correct. Now, you know there’s a punishment for not listening. Again.”
I sighed, knowing that was coming. But it was worth it.
“I’ll let Dixie outside while you spend fifteen minutes in the same corner again. After that, we’ll go over that rule once more, then go through that checklist.”
“Okay.”
Before I could stand, Sabastian lifted the pacifier from my lap, pressing it against my lips. Then, he took Dixie from my lap and left the room.
Was he disappointed?
I think if he truly didn’t want me reading them, they’d have been moved by now. Surely he knew how much those books intrigued me.
Once I was in the corner, my nose pressed to the middle of the two walls and my hands clasped behind me, I breathed in deep.
This wasn’t scary at all. No monsters, and definitely no pain. Well, it wasn’t the most comfortable having my hands behind my back.
I strained my ears as Sabastian came back in, Dixie’s paws paddling along the kitchen floor.
“Don’t go to Oaks, little girl. He’s in trouble. You’d think once would be more than enough to get through a stubborn head that those books aren’t for certain people to read.”
Was that comment for the dog, or more for me?
Either way, Dixie seemed happy enough to get a drink and then found a toy to chew on.
Then, my mind backtracked. Did he call me Oaks? If so, why did that make my stomach flutter?
No one ever had given me a nickname before. Well, other than this man, of course. But the other names he called me didn’t count.
I shifted from one foot to the other, thinking my time in the corner should be almost up by now. It felt like an hour already.
Maybe being stuck here wasn’t the best place, though. But, it was so worth it.
That book was – is – intriguing enough that I planned to sneak it again just to finish it. What other things were in there? Would other scenes get me hard? Would there be other things in the other books on the shelf that would be tryable, if I ever got the chance, and the guts, to do them?
“Alright, Oakley, time’s up.” Sabastian’s voice finally came, and I let out another sigh. I turned, keeping my eyes to the floor.
I knew how to act sorry, but feeling it right now wasn’t something I could do.
“Follow me. We’ll talk about this stuff in the office. There’s a bed in there for Dixie to lay on.”
Without any words, I did as he said. I kept the bottom of his legs in view as I followed him towards his office. The one room in the house that was kept locked while he was out. I only tried the handle once and haven’t thought about it since.
Sabastian went right to the big oak desk, taking a seat on the chair. He pushed in back enough before telling me to kneel before him.
On the way past the desk, I saw not only the books with the lists but also the book that I had been reading.
My cheeks flushed, remembering all too well that page that I desperately wanted to go back to.
With heat still on my face, I kneeled before the man, right between his legs so they could easily enclose me. Dixie ran in after us with a toy in her mouth, finding a perfect place to keep chewing on it.
At least she was easily entertained.
“Are you going to read books off that shelf again?” He pulled the pacifier from my mouth, setting it on the desk.
Would he believe me if I lied?
“I…can’t help it.”
“Why?”
“I like to read. And….it’s interesting.” To put it mildly.
“What made this one so interesting?” He held it up and then began to flip through the pages.
Yeah, that wasn’t something I was going to answer. But knowing I was safe that he wouldn’t force me to talk was even nicer.
“Or maybe, I should have you just read out the section you left off on.”
Oh no. That’d be horrible.
I shook my head quickly, my hair covering my face as I moved.
“What shall I do with you, little one?”
Uh…keep me? I thought, but instead, I shuffled forward, leaning my head on his thigh. Maybe if I could be sweet, he’d forget all about what I did and will do it again.
“I haven’t even read half of those books, and not this one, so you gotta tell me what you find that’s worth being put into a timeout.”
“Page seventy-two,” I whispered, scooting just a bit closer.
I heard the pages flip as he found the number I gave. He placed a hand in my hair, letting his nails scrape against my scalp. Instantly, my eyes fell closed, loving the closeness.
“Well…that would be frotting.”
Oh, well that was one of those words that I hadn’t understood on the list. “I…green for that.”
But only with him. If it was anyone else, then no thanks.
I already decided in my mind that Sabastian would have to be the one and only one to do anything on that list with me. Or to me.
“I think, from now on, since you are determined to read these books,” he paused, taking a deep breath. “When you read them, every night I want you to tell me something that you enjoyed about it. Tell me about a certain scene you found warmth from. Or tell me about the storyline.”
My heart beat too fast in my chest all of a sudden. He wanted me to tell him what I was reading. Couldn’t he just read them himself and figure out what I liked or didn’t like?
“What do you like the idea of frotting?”
I shifted, my hips pumping into nothingness as I rethought about that scene. I liked it all.
“Warmth.” All of a sudden my mouth was dry, and I wanted to suck on something. Anything.
Shifting again, my head right where his cock lay semi-soft.
What would it feel like in my mouth? Would it be squishy at first? Or would it be hard and warm, fitting right into my mouth easily?
“Oakley?”
“Hmm?” What had I missed?
I lifted my eyes, seeing him looking down at me. His gaze had something I wasn’t sure what to name.
“You can stay right there as I look over your lists.”
Sounded good enough to me.
I almost whined as he removed his hand from my hair. But one leg moved closer to me, caging me in against him.
I didn’t ever want to go anywhere else.
I breathed, leaning my weight more against one of his legs, my head still right there where I could see his cock through his slacks with the way he was sitting.
Without my say-so, one of my hands reached out, fingertips lightly swiping along where I could see his member lay. It twitched at my touch, so I did it again.
“No, little one.” Sabastian’s hand removed my hand, tucking it under his other leg.
I did have another hand, I thought. But before I could move that one, I felt Sabastian’s eyes on me and decided against it.
After all, no meant no.
“You didn’t tell me no about the books. Only don’t, so that doesn’t count.”
Sabastian barked out a laugh, startling me and Dixie both.
“Oh, little one. I’ll be sure to be as clear as possible when I don’t want you doing something from now on. But that doesn’t mean there won’t be punishments when you think you can be cheeky.”
I wasn’t cheeky, I thought. I was…trying to think between the lines.
“Alright,” he opened one of the books, going straight towards the back where the lists were. “Glad to see you are green on many things I enjoy. Kneeling,” his eyes went down to me, which caused me to flush a deep red. “Obeying simple commands, cuddles, of course.”
He went on, going one by one down the lists. He’d stop once in a while, making sure I knew what I had marked. As for kneeling, he told me that if I was even in any sort of pain, to speak up against it.
He didn’t like seeing me hurting in any sort of way.
“You’ve done enemas, twice, little one.” Now, he was on the parts that I didn’t know the words to.
“Those were to help you go to the bathroom, but there are other ways I could use them on you. But that’s something we will discuss much later.
It won’t matter to go over them now, since we aren’t actively being sexual. ”
I shook my head, which ended up with me more nuzzling into his crotch. His thing was right there, so I nosed it, seeking more of him.
“Stay still, little one.”
I sighed but stopped moving.
“Good boy.” A hand ran through my hair, coaxing the bit of fuzziness to start taking over.
From the last book I was reading before someone took it, it had talked a bit about something called subspace. I still wasn’t all too sure what it was, or why, but it was something that I tended to go into easily with Sabastian.
I knew the difference between the fear that Sir forced upon me, where I went into a different part of my mind to not have to deal with life. But with Sabastian, all my focus was on him and his touch. It made my head go blank in a good way.
“What’s…” I swallowed, my lips hitting his cock from where I was. “Subspace?”
“It’s a mental state of safety. It means that you trust me enough to let your mind rest while I take care of everything else. There’s no fear there. If there is, then I’m doing my job as your Daddy.”
That wasn’t the first time he let that word slip over the past few weeks. It fit him, too, I think. But was I to call him that? Did I want to?
“Subdrop, which can be scary, is when you get super sad too quickly. That, you’ve been in a time or two, even if you don’t understand what was happening. With everything you’ve been through, it should have clicked sooner for me on that, but I know what to look out for now.”
“Okay.” I blinked, so tempted to trace the lines of his penis again.
But I kept my hands where they were.
Or at least I tried, and that was what had to count.