Chapter 18 #2
“Correct.” Locking the door, I led him through the house and turned off lights as I checked that I’d locked the front door earlier.
“You are going to stay here and not make me chase you down in the middle of the night. In the morning you’re going to eat breakfast with me and then tell me what you need to get done during the day or what plans you have.
Once I’ve approved those, then we’ll finalize the rest of our day. ”
He should’ve told me that was ridiculous, but he just smirked. “I knew you were going to watch over me carefully, but I wasn’t planning on doing anything dangerous.”
“I didn’t think you were going to do something dangerous but now you’ve given me more to think about.” His too innocent expression said I was right to worry. “I was thinking more about your impulse control issue when it comes to the models.”
Oh.
Wide eyes.
Sweet smile.
He even started swinging my hand.
“You’re going to give me a full accounting of your plans before you can leave the house tomorrow and I’m going to put a tracking app on your phone.” I needed to know right away if he got arrested for some kind of strange misunderstanding.
“Okay.” He tried to shrug and look confused, but it wasn’t believable at all. “I don’t know what you’re worried about, though. Owners get to monitor their dolls. It’s just what they do.”
I was going to have to organize my questions before we sat down tomorrow.
“But if you’re a good boy tomorrow and come home because you know you belong to me, I think that might be worthy of a good spanking that you can brag to your friends about.” Or his stalking victims? I wasn’t sure how we were going to describe them, but that was a problem for another day.
Or when the police showed up.
“And I get to lose my ass virginity too.” He settled into debate mode as we got up to the bedroom. “If I don’t get in trouble, I think I deserve both.”
“Deal.” I kept my skeptical expression in place, though. “Who gets to define what trouble means in this case?”
His sigh was epic.
It included eye rolls and dramatic hand gestures and he even crashed into me. “You. You’re my Master and my Owner, so you make the rules unless I safeword.”
“Correct.” I was going to have to work on keeping a list of bribes readily available. “But Owners like rewarding good dolls and finding fun ways to play with them.”
Keeping the options vague, I shrugged as I led him into the master bathroom.
The playroom bathroom wasn’t nearly stocked well enough for him to be bathed in there, but I’d work on that for next time.
“And Owners who aren’t worried might buy their dolls more pretty clothes or Masters who don’t worry might buy new toys. ”
“Oh.” I could see his brain firing up again, but he was tired and it was slowing the chaos in his head down. “You…you probably have lots of good ideas for new toys.”
“Yes.” The simple answer frustrated him based on his cute frown and turned him on based on how his cock twitched.
And speaking of his cock.
“Are you ready to come?” Kissing his head, I quickly turned on the shower before starting to strip off his clothes.
He had that look.
“What are you thinking, pretty boy?”
Guessing would’ve made us both insane, so I focused on slowly peeling down his panties and enjoying the view as the water heated up.
“I’m wondering how to ask to delay my orgasm. I’ve been thinking.”
That wasn’t dangerous but it was slightly scary.
“I would be glad to help but I need more context to make sure I give you the right advice.” Nothing in his behavior said he wanted to wait for a negative reason but his reading and research material online had been so strange I wasn’t sure what he was thinking.
And heaven only knew what the models had said.
“I’m so special to you, I think my first orgasm should be when I get my spanking and you take my virginity.” My first thought…I should’ve expected that answer. “I’m your doll and you just don’t do things casually.”
He wasn’t wrong.
“I think that is a very Owner way to look at it, but I want to make sure you’re doing this for you as well.
” Quickly stripping off my clothes, I tossed everything into the laundry basket and took him into the large open shower while he continued giving me his serious face.
“This isn’t something we put off just because I think that would be the sexiest scene imaginable. ”
Cece’s face flashed through a dozen emotions including barely restrained delight before I shifted him under the spray and he sighed.
“I knew you’d make this difficult but my brain isn’t working.
All I know is I’m special, you’re my Owner, it’s like dirty book-level sexy, and I need the best story to tell. ”
“All of those are valid points.” Especially considering how nosy Emerson was. “Alright, you’re going to look at me sweetly and tell me you want to wait for me to give you your first orgasm until I’m confident that you’re mine.”
“Oh.” He moaned out the word as his eyes opened halfway. “You’re really good at this.”
I wasn’t sure if he meant washing his hair or helping him navigate interesting conversations, but either way, I gave him a kiss. “Thank you, pretty boy.”
He gave me an adorable, beaming smile and curled himself around me. As he rubbed his face against my chest, he sighed and a yawn snuck out. “You…you…”
My boy was fading fast but he was stubborn and fought to get the words out. “You should use me to get your orgasm in the morning. That will…that will make you feel like my Owner first thing.”
Smart and generous.
I might actually have to be nice to Emerson going forward.