CJ1992: I don’t even want you to.
DaddyJM: I know you don’t.
CJ1992: Then why are you??
DaddyJM: Because it makes me happy. Because the thought of buying you something makes my cock hard.
DaddyJM: Remember how you asked before how this would work, with the distance?
CJ1992: Yeah.
DaddyJM: Well kitten, this is how it works.
CJ1992: Alright. Thank you.
DaddyJM: Do you want to add another rule tonight?
CJ1992: Yes, please.
DaddyJM: A tough rule?
Callum knew where this was going. He knew what the rule would be. He also knew if he said no, Jack would let it go. Jack wouldn’t push him. But Callum found that he wanted to be pushed. He loved the way he felt Friday night, staring at himself in the mirror, and fuck, the way he’d came when he was recording himself for Jack had been insane. Callum swallowed his fear and typed out his reply.
CJ1992: A tough rule, Daddy.
DaddyJM: Your orgasms are mine.
CJ1992: I knew that was what it would be.
DaddyJM: Does that intimidate you?
CJ1992: No.
DaddyJM: Does that turn you on?
CJ1992: Yeah.
CJ1992: Yes, Daddy.
DaddyJM: How do you feel about a rule of your own?
CJ1992: Like something that applies to you? I don’t know. Doesn’t that kind of go against the whole dynamic of this?
DaddyJM: What if instead of calling it a rule, I just tell you that it’s something I’m going to do for you in return for you followingmyrules?
CJ1992: I guess that’s okay.
DaddyJM:Myorgasms are only for you.
What the fuck?
Seeing those words on the screen felt heavier than he could have anticipated. He had no idea what he would’ve asked for if Jack let him choose, and he definitely would never have expected that to be something Jack offered on his own. But here it was, floating between them, unacknowledged.
CJ1992: You mean…?
DaddyJM: When I say your orgasms are mine, it means I tell you when you can have them. When I tell you that mine are yours, it means every thought in my head while I masturbate will be of you. Every time I come, it’ll be your name on my lips.
CJ1992: I like that.
