Chapter 8
Stunned Sub
That was.
He’d.
It was.
Air in.
Air out.
This was cataloguing information and sensations.
My Dom flicked it again, letting it jump and fall back between my legs, giving me more information to take in.
“Thank you.” Manners. Yes. They were very important. Everyone on the internet agreed about that and they really couldn’t agree on anything. “That was one of the sensations I was looking to explore.”
“I’m glad I got it right while I enjoyed it too.” My Dom ran his fingers over the cage and the head of my cock, seemingly simply enjoying seeing it caged. “Once you’re ready to explain how this feels I’m going to love hearing that, but we’re going to take this one step at a time.”
Once I was ready.
Yes.
I’d figure it out eventually.
“I...I can tell you that it’s not negative in any way and I don’t believe I have any trauma responses to report.” That seemed to be a good place to start based on how he smiled. “It might take me a while to figure out everything else, though.”
“That’s fine.” I knew he was going to say that before he responded. “I think that was a very good foundation for a response.”
Yes, we had a foundation.
That was a good way to see it, so I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. My Dom was still happy and didn’t need more feedback than that. He was relaxed. He was happy to have me caged. He didn’t have any negative reactions either.
“Good boy.” Miming taking another deep breath, he smiled proudly as I obeyed the simple command. “I’m very proud of you for trying something new and for already being able to give me feedback.”
I’d done it right.
I knew I could but it was nice to see it in action.
“Thank you.” Feeling steadier but also something else confusing, I looked down at my caged cock. “I understood this would make it look smaller but you don’t mind that.”
It wasn’t really a question but he nodded. “That’s right. We’re just removing its responses from the scene, but if you’d like to know what I think of it visually, it’s some kind of a mix of cuteness and arousal.”
Frowning thoughtfully, he ran his finger around the cage again.
“There might be a specific word for that but it’s not coming to mind right off the bat.
The dominant side of me is also very excited to have you caged.
It’s a possessive and wicked kind of excitement, though.
Let me know if that doesn’t make sense from a practical standpoint. ”
We both knew I wouldn’t understand it from a personal perspective, but he’d done a very good job of making it relatable. “I’ve seen other Doms mention similar things online.”
He was feeling very dominant when it came to my body and my reactions.
That meant I was doing it right so far.
“But?” His smile was teasing as he stood and kissed my head, making me want to smile in return. “What else do I want to say?”
Protective things.
“That it’s okay if I don’t understand it, and if I have questions, I need to let you know.” When his smile got wider, I couldn’t help feeling pride at understanding what he was looking for. “At this point I don’t have questions about your feelings.”
I couldn’t relate to them, so asking him to continue to define it wouldn’t help.
What could I say to make him more relaxed?
“I’m comfortable with you and I like how happy you are in this scene.” I was relaxed. He was happy. We were doing something right even if it was a new situation. “I also like how you’re watching me and getting even more aroused.”
Thankfully, he wasn’t trying to hide his physical reactions or expressions, so it wasn’t difficult to guess some of what he was feeling.
Yes, his smirk gave clear information as well.
“Why would I hide how sexy you are?” He ran his hand over my head, softly massaging it. “You’re a very sweet submissive and my caged sub. That’s one of the sexiest combinations ever.”
I probably shouldn’t love hearing that on repetition.
It might get old for him to keep saying after a while, but for whatever reason, it made me feel warmer.
“You’re doing your best to not sass me and to explain what you’re feeling.
You were clear about what types of activities you want to explore and you’re showing me your beautiful body.
” My Dom cupped my jaw before tilting my head back.
As he leaned down, I knew what he was going to do and relaxed my lips as he pressed his against mine.
Thankfully I didn’t have to do anything complicated to please him, and just that light of a kiss made him happier as he straightened. “Let’s see what else you’re going to like and what new information we can find.”
That’s right...we were gathering information and exploring new sensations.
“I like learning new things.” I liked them even better when I was successful at them, but I was smart enough not to say that out loud.
“Then let’s explore something else new.” Kissing my head again, he stroked my shoulders and glanced at the bed. “I want you to sit down in the middle of the bed in the most comfortable position for you.”
Hmm.
He laughed. “This is not about seeing how long you can kneel. Yes. I will love that, but this is about your body being comfortable so you can focus on other sensations. I’ll let you struggle with kneeling another time.”
Alright.
“I know I can do it well.” I’d practiced a few times to make sure I wouldn’t look foolish doing it. “I’ll show you next time.”
As I turned and climbed deeper into the bed, he made a thoughtful hum that had my senses perking up. “Who gets to make the final call on when you kneel?”
Ah.
“You, Sir.” Hmm? “I...I just got excited to show you what I can do.”
Not bad.
A sub with better manipulation skills would’ve been smoother but his chuckle said he’d liked my response. “That’s better.”
What else had he wanted to say?
Could I ask?
As I settled cross-legged on the bed, I knew getting into position needed to come before being nosy. “Will this work?”
It was slightly child-like, but it seemed the most practical. “It’s comfortable and I think it leaves a lot of my body open for you.”
Yep.
It would work.
The subs online would’ve said his gaze was hot or heated or something like that, but he was taking in every inch of me and looked very pleased with my choice. “Yes, my boy. That’ll work perfectly.”
It was like he was seeing me but seeing more than me.
I wasn’t sure I had the vocabulary to explain it, but he didn’t make me feel negative as he nodded to himself.
It was like he was in his own world, but that was something I could relate to.
He wasn’t solving a problem at work, but I was just as important as searching for the missed data in a spreadsheet.
“You’re going to tell me if this position stresses your joints or muscles in any way.
” Frowning like the data was barely out of reach, he positioned my arms at my thighs and reached for strips of fabric he’d picked out.
“This isn’t about tension in your body. This is about how the rest of you will feel when I flog it, so I don’t want mixed signals confusing you. ”
Oh.
“That’s understandable.” Did it feel odd to have him binding my hands to my thighs? “I don’t feel stress.”
It was mostly neutral so far...not as noticeable as my cage but not as stressful as being in the lounge. Not being able to move was nice as far as I could tell. Watching him wrap the fabric around my thighs and around my arm in a pattern that probably had a name was soothing as well.
“I think I might like not being able to move.” I definitely liked how large he was, especially when he was able to easily turn me around to access my other arm. “There’s something calming about knowing you have to make all the decisions.”
My Dom nodded slowly as he attached my other arm to that thigh, making me look a bit like an open present. “A lot of subs find it relaxing to be restrained because it feels like there’s no way they can mess up or do something wrong. They’re tied up and their Dom is in charge.”
Exactly.
He really was highly intelligent.
“I’d read about that online. I just couldn’t picture myself in that situation completely.” I’d done a pretty good job, however. “But I’m glad to see that I was right when I thought it was something I would enjoy.”
“I’m glad you’re enjoying it so far.” He ran his hand over my head again before studying me and shifting me so my back was facing him.
“I want you to do your best to stay relaxed for me. As long as you’re neutral or enjoying the sensations I want you to close your eyes.
This is not about pain. We’ll try that another time.
This is about finding the most complete relaxation you can. ”
“Like yoga?” I’d tried that.
It’d been annoying.
“No, this is not about you controlling your body. I’m controlling you and I just want to see if the sensations I’m going to give you can help slow your brain down and bring you some sort of calm or pleasure.
” Putting his hand in the center of my back, he pressed firmly.
“Take a deep breath and let it out as slowly as you can.”
I could do that.
Closing my eyes, I thought about how it felt to be restrained as I let out the breath he wanted as slowly as I could.
He made a pleased hum which made me feel almost as good as the restraints did.
That probably required more research, but I did my best to put it to the back of my mind.
Research later.
Relax now.
Air in.
Slowly out.
My cage was firm.
My arms were secure.
I was making my Dom happy.
Just repeating the list over and over was more relaxing than the yoga class I’d tried to take and the best part was the only breathing I could hear was my Dom’s.
He was quiet and didn’t make any odd mouth sounds either.
It was so relaxing I almost didn’t notice when the soft strands stroked over my back for the first time, but I quickly realized the almost hypnotic sensation wasn’t negative.
Neutral, at the very least. It was like a gentler version of the way he’d stroked my back earlier, so that probably meant it was on the positive side of neutral.
After a while, I decided I liked the way it caressed my back but there was something better about gentle strokes over my chest and legs. Trying to take it in was like hyper-focusing on a feather being trailed over my skin, and it made the rest of the world almost fall away.
It was so different than anything else I’d ever felt, when it finally thudded against my back, I didn’t know how it felt. Firm. Pain wasn’t the right answer because that had negative connotations but I wasn’t sure how other subs would’ve described it.
As the strands continued to fall against me, landing on my back, wrapping themselves around my arms, my thighs, it became harder and harder to keep track of how it felt so I just let that thought go. I told myself I’d figure it out later and let my Dom give me sensations.
Warm sensations.
Tingly ones.
Teasing ones.
At some point I went from warm and relaxed to stiff and confused, but before I could decide how to complain, I remembered where I was and where my Dom was.
Right there beside me.
“Good boy.” Somehow he’d ended up behind me with me resting against his chest, but he wasn’t hugging me like he had before. “I’m going to release your hands, then I’m going to cuddle you tighter as long as that doesn’t sound overwhelming.”
He liked cuddling.
Yes.
I remembered that.
Oh.
“That’s weird.” He liked communication too, so it wasn’t just complaining to tell him what I was thinking. “Being free now. That’s weird.”
My arms felt heavier than usual and they didn’t like being free.
They wanted to brat but that sounded like it would take too much effort.
“Let’s try this and see if it helps.” His arms ended up being my restraints that time. “Relax your muscles again. I’ll decide when you can move.”
Yes.
He was in charge.
That’s what Doms wanted.
Control and someone to take care of.
“Good boy.”
I was going to relax and give him someone to take care of.
Yes.
I was his good boy and he was going to be in control.