Chapter 17
Cece
Having an Owner and a Master was so much better than dating.
Why didn’t the internet know this?
“I have an amazing Master who’s also willing to change the plan?” I was too wiggly to lie down and get played with. “How do I politely say I’d like to walk around and talk and see your house without it sounding like I don’t want to have an orgasm?”
“Ah.” Master kissed my forehead. “You could tell me that you want to spend some quality time with me before we jump back into sexy fun.”
“That’s a great way. Yes. That’s what I want.” He translated me so well, I was starting to like myself better. I wasn’t nearly as annoying as people thought I was. “Please and thank you.”
“Such good manners.” Master reached down and gave me the tiniest spank just to tease me. “My pretty boy is earning his spanking by being so well-behaved.”
Yes!
“I like being good for you.” It got the best results so far because that sad little spanking wasn’t something we were going to repeat. “And I like spending time with you.”
I wasn’t sure anything would beat playtime with Master or Owner, but I really liked just hanging out with him.
“And I bet you’re very curious and have found a lot more questions for me?” He laughed when I nodded. “I think you might’ve had too much time with a very relaxed brain and now it’s going ninety miles an hour again.”
It wasn’t really a question, so I shrugged but responded anyway. “Um, yes.”
That seemed to be the side effect.
“I liked playing with your cock, though, Master.” Scrambling, I sat up and straddled his lap so his soft cock was right under my panties. “I like how different we are and I liked all your sounds and I liked how you tasted.”
There seemed to be two sides to the cum debate and I was on Team Yummy.
“I’m glad.” Master’s eyes looked like he was ready to start playtime all over again as he ran his gaze and his fingers down my nightgown. “I liked seeing you between my legs with my cock in your mouth. I loved how you gagged for me and I loved every minute of it. Banana practice paid off.”
I liked how he hadn’t snickered at the banana thing too.
I’d been so distracted I’d forgotten I’d told myself I wasn’t going to talk about banana time. Master just made my mouth say things my brain wasn’t so sure about.
“I didn’t want to be bad at it and they come in a lot of different sizes.” That was the best part. “And they’re cheaper than buying a lot of fake penises.”
I wasn’t going to waste money on something like that.
“I think it was very logical, especially in your situation.” Master’s hands settled on my thighs where they met my hips, but his fingers were splayed out making little caresses that sent shivers through me. “And you really did a wonderful job.”
His serious frown was sexy and somehow made me more relaxed too, but that might’ve been because he was a Dom or because he looked hot when he was being good to me. “I’m not just saying that to be nice because you sucked my dick. From a very practical standpoint you were a good cocksucker.”
Whew.
Collapsing back onto him got a snicker from him, but Master wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tight. “I didn’t want to do bad at it, but I wasn’t sure bananas and real penises would have enough in common.”
“I’m not sure if they do or not, but you have a natural curiosity that came through and all your research paid off.
I also love seeing you excited, so knowing you were enjoying yourself made it even better.
” His grumbling sound made me want to giggle because I knew what he was going to say next.
“We’re going to have to talk about you humping the bed, though. ”
I knew it.
Panties made humping even better.
“You might have to cage me, Master.” I tried to sigh and sound sad, but it was hard. “You’re so sexy, I don’t know if I can be that good.”
Especially with panties on.
Master hummed like it was an interesting problem.
Oh dear.
“I’ll have to see if I can find something to help me reach that pretty bottom then.” He ran one hand around my back and patted my ass. “Yes…some kind of crop or thin paddle, maybe?”
Master kind of sounded like he was going to fly swatter my butt.
I wasn’t sure if that was sexy or not, but he was making me curious again.
That was his fault, though, so I didn’t have to feel bad about it.
“You’d like doing that, wouldn’t you?” He looked like he wanted to rub his hands together like a cartoon villain. “I’d be sucking on your cock and every time I accidentally humped you’d spank my bottom.”
Yep.
He even smiled like a wicked bad guy on TV.
“We’ll have to see when it makes you lose focus and if it will make you gag on my cock again.” He squeezed my ass as he pulled me closer and gave me another kiss. “Because you were right…that was sexy.”
He was so sweet.
“You’re the only man I’ve gagged for, Master.” Oh, he liked that too. “You’re taking a lot of my virginities tonight.”
How many others would he take?
Ugh.
He laughed.
“Nope. You are going to think about our date and how you feel before I take the one you’re picturing.” He was still smiling but he had me wrapped up tight against him. “I want you to make sure you’ve had time away from me before we do that. You’re too special for me to rush you.”
What did he think rushing meant?
Did I know his definition of that word?
I’d seen a sub online who didn’t have the same definition as his Master and he’d needed to wait a whole week before his Master would take his virginity.
That sounded terrible.
“How long do I have to be away from you? You’re my Owner.” I wasn’t going to let him forget that just because he was being nice. “You’re supposed to want to keep me.”
Did he need me to remind him more?
“We’ll, I’m keeping you tonight because I want to dress you up for bed and snuggle you.
” Master was watching me like I was pretty sure he wanted me to watch the stuffed animals.
“Then we’ll have breakfast. I guess you can have thinking time tomorrow between mid-morning and mid-afternoon.
Then if that’s not enough we’ll figure out other options. ”
Whew.
We had the same definition.
“I think that’s very reasonable.” Having a smart Master was the best. I really should’ve put that higher on my list. “I promise to do a good job deciding how I’m feeling.”
I knew how I’d feel afterward, but I didn’t mind doing it a few times if it would make him happy.
I liked making Master happy.
He was cute when he got his way.
“I’m glad we’ve got a plan we can both agree on.” Kissing the side of my head, Master’s cuddling went from holding to caressing. “Now, how about we get you a drink while we do our tour?”
Oh, he was hydrating me.
All the Doms online did that a lot.
“Thank you.” I wasn’t sure if I was thirsty or not, so letting him make that call seemed like a good idea. “How are you going to do it?”
He laughed.
“You’re so smart.” Being smart got another kiss from him, but he also picked me up and set me on the bed beside him. “I’ll figure that out as we head downstairs.”
“What are the different ways you can do it?” Master had an interesting imagination, so I wasn’t surprised when he got his thinking Owner face on as he got off the bed.
“I’ve got bottles and sippy cups for my baby doll because some of them drink and wet.” Master looked very casual about that idea…I needed to do more research. “I’ve got a variety of straws in case I want you to kneel for me while I take care of you.”
“I’d look pretty like that.” And it would let him take good care of me. “I saw a story online about a Master who put a thin tube running down his erection so it was like his boy was nursing from his Master’s cock, but it was water or milk or stuff like that.”
Master froze as he stepped off the bed and stayed completely still as his brain whirled faster and faster. “I know how he did that.”
And he liked that idea too.
Ha.
Best sub ever.
When he came back to life, he even swept me up in his arms and gave me a kiss. “You’re very smart, pretty boy.”
He looked so proud of me.
“Thank you, Master.”
I’d found a new way he could play with his toy.
“No distracting me, though.” He patted my butt as he put me back down. “You’re too tempting.”
Me.
I was tempting him.
Ha.
“Yes, Master.” I kissed his cheek before looking cute again and taking his hand. “I’ll be good.”
For a few minutes because he’d think that was fun.
“You’re already doing better at looking innocent when you say ridiculous things.” Master tried to frown but he was struggling. “Good job.”
“Thank you.” I learned very quickly. Kissing his cheek finally got his smile peeking out. “I’m going to work hard at it.”
His booming laugh filled his bedroom and me but I liked his smile and his soft kisses best. “Come on, pretty boy. Before you distract me.”
I was going to be good at that too.
“Would you think I’m cuter if I asked for cookies or just some kind of dessert?” Master raised one eyebrow, so I shrugged. “I don’t have a strong preference. I just want dessert and I like it when you think I look cute.”
He was going to be a worrier Dom as well as a good Master.
They were hard to manage but I was smart.
“If I had a preference I’d have figured out a cute way to ask for that, but I thought you might think cookies were cuter. But since I didn’t know, I decided to ask because you like it when I ask you questions.” That way he wouldn’t get jealous.
Master sighed.
Yep, I was right.
“Cookies.” His frowning got more dramatic as he took my hand, but I didn’t giggle. “Ice cream in a cone is really cute too. I can actually make a lot of desserts cute, so you don’t have to ask for just cookies.”
“You’re such a good Master.” And he always explained what he liked so that made it even better. “Let’s look for cute bowls for my ice cream or for you to use the cone as a hat for it or something. I don’t like sticky fingers.”
Hmm?
“Well, I might like sticky fingers if cum or orgasms will be involved, but not in regular food situations.” I had to keep washing my hands and then it melted before I finished. “Oh, and I don’t like restaurants where I have to eat sticky things with sauce on them with my hands.”
Master nodded slowly as we started walking out of the bedroom. “I’ll remember that. Thank you for explaining what you don’t like. That’s just as important in relationships like this.”
Because he couldn’t make me happy if I hid that stuff from him and he liked making me happy because happy was very cute and probably sexy too.
“I’m glad I remembered to tell you.” Oh. “You have naked bodies on your walls.”
I probably should’ve looked around sooner but his big bed and his penis had been much more important. It was time for other things to be important, though, so Master stopped us at the door and let me look around as he chuckled. “I was wondering when you’d notice anything else.”
“You were more important than colors and wall art.” He was my Owner. “But now I get to be curious.”
And nosy.
I wasn’t sure that was a good word, though, so I was going to stick with curious.
“Are they bodies of people you know?” They were mostly sketches on cream-colored paper that almost matched the walls, and that seemed to make the backs and shoulders and bottoms stand out even more.
“That person has a nice bottom. I think bottom is the right word in this situation but I can’t tell if that’s a male bottom or a female one.
Do butts look different on different genders? ”
Those hadn’t been the body parts I’d been looking at online.