Chapter 22
Ferris
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“What’s the best way for a sub to learn his lesson?” Master’s hand felt like it was the only thing keeping me in place instead of floating away. Even swallowing had it feeling tighter and somehow made me feel heavy and floaty at the same time. “I’m waiting.”
He didn’t like waiting.
Ignoring how good his hand felt, I worked to get my brain to give me a response. “A...a spanking.”
Everyone knew that, so I didn’t have to think too hard to figure it out.
His eyebrow went up.
Shoot.
“A spanking, Master.” He wanted the word. It was an important one. “I’m sorry, Master.”
It was a really good word too, so I could see why he wanted to hear it.
Nodding slowly, he stroked his free hand over my chest and trailed his fingers down between my legs and over my cage.
I hadn’t noticed it before but he didn’t seem to have had that problem.
Master almost smiled as he circled the head of my cock and flicked the cage so it bounced up and then fell back down.
“That’s much better, but going forward, I’m going to expect better manners from you. ”
He.
That.
I.
“To start with, using Master when you’re responding to a question or order.
Refusing to answer me without using your safewords is also not going to be tolerated.
” His expression did something that made the floaty feeling come back even stronger.
“Not that it ever was, but being a brat will have more immediate consequences going forward.”
Really?
What?
Oh.
Spankings?
“I...I don’t know what to say.” He seemed to want a response but that was the only thing I could get out.
“Then just accept the change in how I’m going to handle this going forward by saying ‘Yes, Master.’”
I.
He.
“Yes, Master.”
That was...
“Good boy.” Lifting the cage to let my cock drop again, he seemed to be treating it like some kind of fidget toy like everyone in the office had been playing with a few years ago.
It was a much better way to relax than using toys that just made wiggly people even more distracted.
“This spanking isn’t a punishment. It’s to help you remember a rule.” Bounce. Bounce. “If you’re a good boy as you learn your lesson, I’ll take that into consideration.”
Into consideration.
He was going to take that into consideration.
Oh.
“For...for me to get pleasure at the end?” I didn’t want to set us up for unreasonable expectations about orgasms, but I’d like having my prostate played with again. “If I’m good, I mean?”
He gave a tiny nod before looking serious again. “Yes, but how should you have said it?”
How should I have said it?
“If...if I’m a good boy for my spanking, you’ll...you’ll let me have pleasure?” The question felt clunky but it was the best I could come up with since I hadn’t planned out having the conversation with him.
“Much better.” My reward for that seemed to be his hand moving further down between my legs so he could stroke around my anus.
It felt just as good as it did before but I did my best to focus on Master and not my butt.
“If you can relax when you’re lying across my lap and show me how submissive you can be, I’ll reward your hard work. ”
Relax...be submissive...all I had to do was relax and submit.
“I...I can do that.” I’d worked hard at practicing how to relax my anus...this had to be similar. “I can be good, Master.”
Yes, that was more polite...more correct.
“I’m hoping you can because I love playing with your body and making you squirm from pleasure.” Master proved that by making a happy sound as he inched his finger inside me. “You’re still slick...perfect.”
Perfect.
Yes.
“I...I want to make you happy, Master.” I could do that. “What...what if I need help?”
Some Masters didn’t understand that helping was important. I’d seen ones online where they expected their subs to be perfect the first time. If he wanted to reward me then I couldn’t do it on my own.
I had to make sure he could reward me.
“What kind of help are you thinking about, boy?” Master wasn’t frustrated with my question because he inched his finger deeper into me. “Or is this another situation where you’re going to be a brat?”
No. No bratting.
That would take too much thinking...or energy...or something.
“Being.” Help. I needed help to make sure he got his reward. “Being still, Master, and submissive over your lap. Yes. That. Those.”
I’d done it.
Yes.
“I don’t want to brat. You...you want to give me pleasure.” That was important to him. “But I need to do that right.”
Master made a thinking sound but kept fucking me with his finger. That meant I was still being good, so I relaxed around it and thought about submitting and making him happy. He knew I was trying to be good because he nodded and smiled.
Smiling was good.
“I’m going to put the hug back around you so you feel helpless.
Then I’m going to flog you a few times to help you get into the right headspace before your spanking.
” He kissed my cheek as his finger eased almost all the way out of me.
“Since you asked for help, I want your opinion. Do you think that will help you be my good boy?”
His good boy.
Submissive and relaxed for my spanking.
“Yes.” He knew the right way to help. “Thank you, Master.”
“Very polite.” He gave me another kiss as he pulled his finger out, but I knew it wasn’t because I’d been naughty. “You’re already starting out very well. I’m proud of you.”
I was doing it right.
“Thank you, Master.” He made it easy to be a good boy. “I’m...I’m going to submit.”
He nodded, understanding it was important because he looked very serious. “You’re going to be a good boy and submit for your Master because you want to make sure I get to enjoy your body, aren’t you?”
He knew.
“Yes, Master.” Master kissed my head, making it clear he was relaxed and happy with me. He did that a lot. The subs online said it was a sign...a sign of something good. I needed to go back and read that again. But later. Yes. Later. “You’re my Master.”
“That’s right. Stand up for me.” He kept his hand on my neck showing me he was my Master. “Very smooth. You’re already being relaxed for me.”
I knew I could do it.
“But I’m going to make sure you do it right so that you can make me happy.” Master’s tight hold had my body feeling like I was floating across the room, but he held me carefully. “You’re going to do that by using your safewords if you need them.”
When he let go of my neck long enough to pick me up and put me on the bed, my brain cleared enough to nod. “Yes. Those are important too. Very important to you, Master. Communication is important.”
Master nodded again and reached for the hugging restraint he’d put on me earlier. “That’s right. Communicating with me is important because that’s the only way I can use you thoroughly and enjoy you the most.”
Oh.
That was...
“You’ll be happier that way.” He would. “You...you worry.”
“Because you’re important to me.” Master folded my arms across my chest and then pulled my hug over me. “If I’m your Master, you belong to me completely, and I take care of my possessions.”
He knew.
“I...I didn’t know how to tell you.” Relief rushed through me as he nodded and kissed my forehead.
Those were special kisses. The subs said so. That was it. Those were emotion kisses not sex kisses, which explained why I’d never gotten one before.
I’d never had an emotion person before.
Master chased my thoughts away as he turned me over so my butt was pushed up and my head was resting on the bed. “Beautiful.”
He liked my butt.
He’d said so.
“You can tell me now, boy.” Master ran his hand over my cheeks, distracting me before the flogger came down and landed on me with a wonderful thud.
Heat and something nice spread through me as he gave me more thuds and the floaty feeling came back even without his hand.
“What is the online subs’ favorite part of having a Master?” He brought the flogger down on my thigh, scattering my thoughts, so I had to work at gathering them up. “I know what you like, so I don’t have to worry about that.”
He didn’t?
“You know I...I wanted to be owned?” His soft hum said he did. “The other subs liked that too and...and they liked having a collar and rules. Masters watch over their subs more than regular Doms. They liked that as well.”
“I can see why the subs would find those things so nice.” Master quietly worked his way back up my body, thudding my cheeks again before warming high on my back. He was nice because he let me relax perfectly for him.
I was going to be able to reward him.
He also liked communication.
I could do that since he already knew it.
“Masters just...they’re more and you’re more for me.” He gave me more too. “But I wasn’t...I wasn’t going to push you. I was going to be patient.”
Master hummed softly again, thinking but rewarding me with more wonderful thuds. “You always do your best to think about what I want, but sometimes I don’t want to push you.”
“Oh.” More words might’ve been going to escape but they floated away for a while. Eventually I caught some again. “I’ll...I’ll think about that.”
Later.
Yes.
“We’ll both think about that.” Master always sounded so calm and confident. “But now I know I get to control you like a Master would, so that makes me very happy.”
I’d made him happy.
That made me happy too...and floaty again.
When I got closer to earth, Master was sitting on the bed beside me. “There’s my good boy.”
Me.
I was his good boy.
“Here we go.” Master moved me onto his lap, still bound and relaxed and being very good for him. When he had me stretched out over his lap, he made a pleased sound and ran one hand over my bottom. “You’re very relaxed. I’m so glad you remembered the rules.”
I was...I was good at remembering rules.
“Now I’m going to help you to remember that I’m your Master and that you’re always going to follow the rules and use good manners.
” The first spank made hot sparkles run through me, but he was nice and made it relaxing too.
“I know you want that too. This is going to help, so we’re going to do it on a regular basis. ”
That was...
He was...
“Some Masters, they...they spank their boys every day. It’s...it’s what they do to help their subs.” He knew. He made the knowing sound.
Relief rushed through me again as he spanked me perfectly. “They keep them caged and collared too. I’m going to find the perfect collar for my boy.”
Wow.
He.
I.
“I’m also going to make sure you’re sleeping over here more so that I can spank you before bed and make sure you remember who you belong to.” Master ran his hand over my cheeks before spanking me again. “Caged, spanked, and used in some way before bed. I think that’s going to be a nice routine.”
A routine.
My routine.
“Sometimes I’ll enjoy using your mouth because you’re a wonderful cocksucker.
Sometimes I’ll use you as my cockwarmer while I relax with a book.
” That made him happy, I could hear it in his voice and feel it in the way he spanked me harder.
Master was good at communicating. “I’m going to use your ass on a regular basis, too, though. ”
That was going to make him very happy.
He even spanked over my anus just to show me how good it was going to be.
“I’ll make cleaning you thoroughly part of our nightly shower routine.” Making a quiet thinking sound, he spanked me again as something pressed against my opening.
His thumb.
Yes.
I knew what that was.
“I’ll get you all clean and ready for me in the shower, then we’ll relax with your spanking and you’ll tell me anything I need to hear.” Like being my Master...because he liked good communication. “Then I’ll use you in some way to help me relax.”
Master finally slowed his spanking and the only thing holding me down to the ground was gone. His thumb just wasn’t enough and he must’ve known that. He helped keep me from flying away by sliding in two fingers.
The stretch started out perfect but then I began to float again as he found my prostate. “Such a sensitive little button. I’m going to have so much fun using your ass.”
He...he was going to like that.
“Next...on our next date, Master?” He needed to say yes, but I wasn’t a brat and waited patiently.
“Yes, boy. I already know exactly how I’m going to use you.” Master’s pleased sound made it even harder to stay on his lap. “For now, though, I’m going to enjoy making you come again and then I’m going to love using your mouth.”
I was going to...
He was going to...
Then we’d...
“You’re sexy when you come but you’re my sweet cocksucker.
” Master made a happy sound as he found my button again and kept ringing it like it was a doorbell.
Instead of a bell, though, I made noise every time he pushed it.
“So wonderfully sensitive. Yes, this is going to be a very relaxing way to wind down from the day.”
Every time I slept over.
He wanted me to sleep over.
“That’s right. You belong to me, so all your pleasure belongs to me too and right now I want to see you come.” He gave the best orders and I was his good boy because I obeyed perfectly. “That’s right. You do that perfectly, boy. I’m so proud of you for relaxing this much and giving me your body.”
Maybe my body liking him better than it did me wasn’t as frustrating as I’d thought.