Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
What would a punishment have looked like?
Shoot.
Cage.
“Yes, I think this is going to be much more memorable than any punishment would’ve been.” Master gave me another innocent cheek kiss, but as he crouched down in front of me, his smile sent a shiver through me.
I really should’ve remembered that sending him the limits list would actually let him know what my limits were.
Somehow, I’d forgotten about that part with all the worrying about making sure I didn’t take too long and just thinking about the cage in general. I’d woken up picturing it and imagining how it would be to wear it when Master would be in control…and sleepy orgasm-deprived subs should never be allowed to text first thing in the morning.
It was dangerous…their Masters might actually give them what they wanted.
“Put your hands on my shoulders and step into your outfit.” Master’s reminder not to tip over was smart, but outfit?
The black, silky, ribbon-like edges that wrapped around my waist and thighs really couldn’t be counted as underwear, much less an outfit.
What had I been thinking?
“Perfect.” Master leaned in and kissed the cage, smiling like it was a masterpiece in a museum instead of my soft, trapped dick. “Just like I’d imagined.”
An almost lightheaded feeling swept through me as he rose and wrapped his arms around me again. This time when he was stroking his hands over my back, he didn’t hesitate as he caressed my ass and teased at the edges of the fabric he’d decorated me in.
All I could do was relax into the feelings coursing through me and into his touch as I did my best to ignore the needy ache that was building inside me.
“Such a good boy.” Master leaned down and started kissing my neck again, softly caressing my ass as I moaned. “I’m going to have so much fun holding you as we hang out together and then watching my sexy boy as I make us lunch. I’m starting to think reality is going to be much better than any fantasy could ever be.”
It was sweet and nerve-racking at the same time.
“I… Thank you, Master.” Yes, that was fine. Polite was a good thing. “I…I like making you happy.”
Even better.
It was honest and sweet and didn’t ask anything specific about whatever he was going to do to me.
I really should’ve remembered that I’d sent him my list. What if he remembered that I’d said I liked edging? What if he didn’t remember that part? What if he didn’t know a caged sub could have an orgasm? What if I was an idiot for not being clearer in the answers?
Shoot.
It should’ve been short-answer questions, not just the dirty version of true or false.
Master’s hand squeezing one ass cheek scrambled the stupid whirl of ridiculousness flying around in my brain. “If you’re a very good boy for me, I might even let you beg for a spanking later. Would you like that?”
I was pretty sure the groan I let out as I hid my face against his shoulder answered that pretty clearly based on his quiet laughter and the way he gave my ass a pat. “I thought you’d feel that way.”
Yep, limits lists were very dangerous—Masters could give their naughty subs everything they wished for—very, very dangerous.
It was going to be a long weekend.
Chapter 14
Dante
“You’re very wiggly.” Running my hand down his chest, I teased around his nipples as I kept my touch and my voice light. “I think that’s my shy boy’s way of begging for attention again.”
Pointing that out had the wonderful result of him confirming my guess with his moan as he hid behind his hands, and sending a rush of embarrassed need through him as he blushed and squirmed even more.
The way he was sitting between my legs with our feet up on his coffee table gave him nowhere to hide, though. No, every inch except the tiny part he was covering with his hands was beautifully displayed and ready to be played with.
“I should’ve realized my attention whore could only sit quietly for so long.” There was just enough truth to that comment, even without the teasing, to have him groaning.
I managed not to laugh but I didn’t stop my hands from wandering lower until I was petting his caged dick. “I think I have a few ways to keep you occupied, though.”
Running one finger right over his slit, I kissed the side of his head. “For this game, I want to see how long you can sit still for. We’ll call it the sub version of the quiet game.”
Ruslan groaned before realizing what he’d done and cutting it off mid-drama as he dropped his hands to the couch. “Sorry, Master.”
He just kept getting cuter, but that wouldn’t stop me from playing with him.
“Alright, we’ll start again, and if you can last five minutes, I’ll ask you if you want an orgasm later.” I could feel the drama in him wanting to escape but he just let out the saddest sigh ever.