Chapter 14 #2
“Or possibly third date depending on what we’re considering dates.” We weren’t exactly doing anything typically…no matter what he seemed to think we were doing. “We’ve spent a lot of nonfriend time over the past day or so.”
Longer than that if I included listening to him in his backyard.
That had him going still for a moment, so I decided to shift the mood and turned his head so he was looking at me.
“If you ask for something tonight as a reward that I’m not ready to do, I will explain why and then give you an alternative we can do that might help you fulfill the same need or desire. ”
And something sparked in him.
When I could see understanding in his eyes, I continued. “If you asked for a full breeding scene, I’d say we needed to wait because we need to have a few more conversations first.”
I really needed to understand the acceptable dirty talk for that kind of scene before we played around with it.
“But I might suggest something like me jerking you off while you begged to be bred and told you no because you’d been a naughty omega or a dirty slut who wasn’t going to be bred until you learned your place.
” Based on what he’d said about his choice of reading material lately, I didn’t think either of those would make him nervous, but the wide eyes and shiver they got were a welcomed reaction.
“I…I’d be a good dirty slut, Master.” Orlando had stopped worrying and was back to his needy headspace as he focused on the scene. “I…I think I could beg for that convincingly.”
I bet he could.
“But before we can do that or a similar kind of scene, I need to know the parts of you that I can touch and what you’re thinking about as a reward.
” Reading minds wasn’t actually a thing, no matter how much subs always seemed to think it was.
“If you want to be spanked while I call you my dirty little slut, I’ve got to ask if I can bare your bottom for me and what parts of it I can touch. ”
Giving him an oh well kind of shrug, I sighed. “It’s just practical things we need to work through because what if I thought something was tempting and I wanted to play with it, but you weren’t ready for that?”
I wasn’t sure how he’d respond, but his sigh and exaggerated frown was adorable. “I might get upset and then you’d get upset, and I really don’t want to hurt your feelings.”
If that was the direction we needed to take, that was fine with me. “I’m glad you don’t want to hurt my feelings. But think about how I’d react if I scared you or if I didn’t give you something you wanted? You’ve been a very good boy and you get several rewards, remember?”
“Oh…” Whatever was going through his head seemed to have shifted directions because there was an eagerness to his expression that hadn’t been there before. “Several…yes…”
It seemed like I had a needy boy who was desperate to come.
When was the last time I’d seen him dating someone seriously enough to possibly get to that point?
That crazy girl who’d tried to set his car on fire?
No, had it been the one who’d stollen his TV?
Okay, I was starting to see why he’d wanted to shift gears when it came to dating.
“Yes, several, and we’re going to do your grown-up reward first.” We were getting through this list unless he safeworded. “If you ask me very sweetly for a spanking, we’ll work through the list with that in mind.”
The way every muscle in his body seemed to clench at the same time said it was a good goal to keep in mind.
“So when we get to the touch parts of the list, I’ll ask specifics like is it okay if I stroke your bare bottom before I spank you…
and when we get to the words part of the list, I might ask if it’s okay if I pretend you were a naughty slut who was flirting with other men at dinner and needed a reminder about who you belonged to. ”
Not every sub liked those kinds of scenes, but Orlando’s research made me think he’d have fun with something like that.
“I…” His arms shifted forward before he realized he’d released his hands and the way he looked down at his body like he wasn’t sure what he was doing nearly made me laugh. “I…yes…communication is important.”
Mumbling something about Terrence, I knew he was quoting something he’d overheard, but I missed the specifics. “Yes…he needs it.”
As I hoped Terrence’s advice had been helpful and not full of bullshit, Orlando’s mood shifted again and his gaze was filled with something closer to actual submission as he stared up at me.
Wanting to push him deeper into what I thought would be an easier headspace to have the conversation in, I stroked down to the back of his neck and tightened my grip until it had his eyes nearly rolling back in his head from pleasure. “What does my naughty boy want? Hmm?”
Dropping my tone lower, I did my best to make sure he could hear control and desire in my voice. “Are you going to be my good boy?”
His shiver said yes.
His moan said yes.
His hips rocking said yes.
His words…
“Can I have a spanking tonight, Master?” His eyes were technically focused on me, but his gaze seemed hazy like he wasn’t fully based in reality any longer. “I want…I want to be your naughty boy and then have…and then get…”
As he stumbled for the words, I nodded slowly and took control of the conversation. “Does my sweet boy want to pretend to be a desperate little slut and get his tinglies?”
Hmm.
Was it possible the men in his family couldn’t distinguish between crazy women and dominant women?
Was that why things kept going so wrong for them?
Were the men all just masking in different ways because they had no idea what they actually needed?
Relief flashed through him and pulled me away from my mental wandering right before he got even more lost in the fantasy. “Yes, Master. Tinglies. I would like tinglies, please.”
Sexy as fuck.
And a wonderful plan.
“Such a good boy deserves a big, naughty reward.”
So it was time to work through the fucking list and make sure I knew the best way to fuck with him and hopefully give him the best orgasm of his life.