Chapter 21
Cece
He was so cute.
I got kidnapped and he was going to play with me to make sure I was safe and happy.
“I also can’t wait to get you out of your regular everyday clothes.” Master frowned like they were naughty. “You look very nice for going out in public but not for being at home.”
Oh, that was fun.
“What kind of clothes does your pretty boy wear at home?” Master had big thoughts on everything, so I wasn’t surprised when his frown turned thinky and adorable. “What kind of doll am I going to be today?”
“I need to think about regular everyday kind of clothes for you, but these will only work in public or when we have company.” Master sighed when he started taking off my socks.
“You’re going to look very handsome dressed up as my regular everyday partner, though.
We need to get a tux made for you for some work events I have coming up. ”
“I’ve never been someone’s everyday partner. You get to take that virginity too.” It sounded interesting and boring all at the same time. “How do we do that?”
Master shrugged as he reached for my pants.
“We’ll tell people about your job—whatever that turns out to be—and how you help keep me on track with projects.
People at those kinds of events like hearing how much you support my art even if it’s bullshit, so we’ll practice how to make it sound believable. ”
My laughing made him smile as he unbuttoned my jeans. “I can do that. I’ll be a good supportive everyday partner.”
We just wouldn’t tell them it was the other way around because he needed someone special to take care of.
“You’re amazing at doing things for me.” Master leaned over and gave me a quick kiss. “Just right now you’re helping me to calm down because I let you get kidnapped.”
Well, yes.
“But you rescued me and I didn’t have to be rude.” So it hadn’t been that bad. “And you made sure to track my phone before I left this morning.”
He’d been very smart.
“I’m going to work on having other ways to track your body. I should’ve thought about what we’d do if you were separated from your phone.” Master sighed as he looked at the practical underwear I’d put on before running my errands.
Rules stated I had to go out in clean clothes, but I only had boring ones at my other house.
“I don’t lose it, so I didn’t think that would be an issue on your first day of tracking me, Master.” I was very careful with things like my phone and my wallet. “You did a very good job with the options you had available. You even gave me that one button thing so I could quickly call you.”
Oh, he did his big exhale.
He believed me.
“You took good care of your toy even though it had to leave your sight for a little while.” I thought he’d done a good job but he was still making grumbly sounds as he sat me up and pulled off my T-shirt. “I’m very proud of you for how you handled something stressful.”
Oh, Master wanted to be proud about that too but he had to keep being serious. “I’ll do better next time, but I really think it was you that did a wonderful job.”
He was so proud of me I got another kiss. “Thank you, Master.”
Being kidnapped had been stressful but it turned out that I was good under pressure.
“You’re welcome, but to make us both feel better, we’re going to have quality time together in the workshop.” Master’s eyes got a faraway look that made me think he was planning something very creative for his doll. “Yes…relaxing and fun too.”
Yay.
“I’m glad.” Being a real-world person had been a fun game for a little while but I was ready to belong to Master again. “And I’m glad to be home where you can take care of me.”
It was probably good to know that I could do things on my own, but I really didn’t want to have to do that very often.
“I’ll protect you better, pretty boy.” Master smiled as he laid me down again and reached for my underwear. “I’ve already started planning out our options.”
That was good because I hadn’t started learning about ways to track subs yet. I knew a few based on the FBI and cop shows I’d watched, but I wasn’t sure those would be helpful in our situation. “Thank you, Master.”
It was like a very strange weight had lifted off my shoulders and I could finally relax. Part of that feeling might’ve been because I was naked and on my changing table, though. It’d already started to feel like some kind of transitional space.
There was a word for it…I’d heard it somewhere online but I couldn’t remember it. That didn’t matter, though. It was my space where I was going from something else to being Master’s doll where I didn’t have to worry about anything.
Dolls had fun and were played with and just got to watch the world.
I was going to get to watch Master work and I didn’t even have to figure out a way to be quiet and entertain myself.
That was Master’s job because he was my Owner.
“My good boy.” Master kissed my forehead once he got my underwear off, but it was a distracted kind of kiss because he was already in his playing headspace. “Let’s see what size we need. Yes. I’ll do that before I get distracted.”
He was already distracted, but he clearly didn’t want to have the squirrels in his head jump to something new too quickly. “Do I still have my notebook?”
Notebook?
“No.” Master’s hands jerked but he shook his head as he talked to himself. “Safety first.”
Yes, he had to keep me safe so he strapped me to the table before he went back to patting himself down.
He actually had a notebook and little pencil in his pocket.
He was so cute as he started making notes and looking around at my changing table. “It’s here somewhere.”
It turned out to be a small fabric measuring tape that he found in one of the lower drawers.
They were the best…he was so smart.
Oh.
“Quick-quick before my doll wants playtime.”
He was going to measure my penis.
Yes.
That made it try to wake up but Master was very quick and wrapped his fingers around the base to keep it small. “That’ll work.”
Master was my very own cock ring.
It was a good idea because my dick tried to beg for his attention before he was done measuring it when it was soft. “There we go.”
Master was meticulous.
He chuckled when he let my penis go and it immediately expanded and jerked for attention. “And now for this one.”
Completely focused on my body, Master frowned seriously and brought the measuring tape back to my cock. He positioned the end at the base of my cock and took his time studying my erection. When he had the length written down, he wrapped it around the shaft to measure the width.
It wasn’t really playing with me to make me come but my cock didn’t seem to understand that and kept jerking like it thought it was going to get to explode. Master’s chuckles said he knew what it was doing and thought it was cute.
“Alright, let’s get you ready.” Shaking his head, Master’s smile looked sweet and naughty as he patted my cock. “You too.”
I really needed to figure out why that was sexy but it was and it made my dick jump around again.
“Now what?” Wearing an excited smile, Master rubbed his hands together. “Yes. I know.”
What did he know?
Hmm.
Whatever he knew seemed to have something to do with my ass because he moved my legs apart and brought my knees up so my feet were resting on the changing table pad.
Master was making thinking humming noises but it didn’t seem to be a song.
He was just happy as he buzzed around the table and did things just out of my line of sight.
It was either sneaky or just lucky, but I couldn’t figure out which and that made it even more exciting and distracting.
What did he have in the drawers?
Was that the pretty clothes basket my panties were in?
How many more outfits did he have for me?
He was so distracting I couldn’t remember and I couldn’t figure out what he was doing. For some reason my cock really liked not knowing and my brain kept trying to fill in the gaps with all the fun things I’d seen online.
And I’d seen a lot of fun things online.
I was only halfway through the options that weren’t scary when he made a pleased sound and nodded to himself. Was that scary? Sexy? Before I could decide, I heard a familiar happy sound.
Lube.
Yay.
Wait.
Oh.
One slicked finger circled around my entrance making it wonderfully dirty as he made more humming sounds. “Yes, that’s perfect. I’ll just be very careful.”
With my entrance as he called it.
As a doll I wasn’t supposed to chatter or ask questions or anything like that, but it was obvious that I was supposed to relax the holes Owner wanted to play with.
“Such a well-made doll.”
Me.
I was well-made because I’d relaxed my entrance for him.
Oh.
Yes.
Rewards definitely came with being well-made and well-behaved.
Finger rewards.
Why was it so much better with someone else’s finger?
Dolls were still.
Dolls were quiet.
Dolls didn’t moan when their Owners used their fingers to barely fuck their dolls’ entrances.
Dolls were very curious, though.
Was he going to go deeper?
What was he doing?
He wasn’t trying to make me come. Master knew what I wanted. I’d probably shown him how important he was when I’d called him to save me earlier, but I wanted to make sure first. Master had a plan, though, and it involved just one finger.
Only one?
Could I come from just one?
Oh.
He found my button.
Yes, I would be able to come with just one finger.
As relief at that fact raced through me, Owner made another pleased sound and smiled. “The perfect pretty boy doll.”
I was perfect.
Best Master ever.
Oh.
Wait.
No.
Put the finger back.
Shoot.
“I’ll put his binkie in later.”
Binkie?
The way he patted right over my entrance said I might not know what that word meant. I thought I did.
Maybe I didn’t?
Oh.
Context was everything when it came to playing with toys.