Considering he’s just given me three, I don’t think I should begrudge him this one. Especially since he’s done all the damn work.
Once he finishes, he needs a minute to regain his senses. He takes a deep breath before releasing me.
It surprises me most of all when I realize I don’t want to let go of his arm, at first.
Ilikedbeing pinned to the wall.
“We need to go shopping,” he says as he steps back and rinses his hand in the spray. “When we finish our shower.”
“Shopping, Sir?” That already feels natural, calling him that. I don’t know what kind of shopping, though, because Susa left us plenty to eat.
He smiles. “Don’t worry, boy. This one’s all on me.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
When we finish our shower, Carter has me dry him off before myself, and orders me to get dressed and go commando under my shorts.
Definitelynotsomething I’m used to doing, but I suspect I’ll be getting used to it soon enough.
He follows suit.
Ten minutes later, we’re in the Snot Box with him driving. I’m a confusing mix of horrified and intrigued when our first stop is an adult toy “superstore” at the corner of Nebraska and Fletcher. I’ve driven past it a couple of times en route to other destinations, but I’ve never worked up the nerve to stop there. I’ve never been inside any “adult store” before.
Guess Carter’s going to pop my cherry in this way, too.
I’m too nervous to speak. Before I can open my door and get out, Carter stops me. “If I’m driving, I don’t expect you to get the car door for me, unless I specifically say so. I might change that at some future time. I expect you to open and hold other doors for me, though, including the passenger door of a car if I’m not driving. Then you walk with me, on my right side whenever possible, and a step behind. If I turn, I expect you to adjust accordingly. If I step on you, it’s your fault. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He grins. “Nervous?”
“Very much, Sir.”
“You donotspeak unless I directly address you and ask you a question,” he says. “And you don’t worry about prices. If we’re going to do this the right way, I need some training aids.”
He opens his door and I scramble to get out and follow him. I hold the store’s door open for him and in we go.
My brain knew what to expect, but I find myself trying not to gawk. There’s a section of sexy clothes, a section of DVDs, another, smaller one of books. When the clerk behind the counter greets us, Carter responds and waves. I offer what I hope isn’t a sick-looking smile and continue after him.
We seem to be the only customers right now. We pass through a bachelorette party and novelties section, finally reaching what is apparently our destination.
Adult toys.
He navigates us to a display of leashes and collars, quickly selects a heavy black leather collar with matching wrist and ankle cuffs, and hands them to me to hold as he moves on. Right next to that section is a selection of gags and blindfolds. He chooses a bit gag and a black leather blindfold.
My cheeks are once again aflame, but I say nothing as he adds them.
Next, we reach the butt plug section. He selects a couple, including a vibrating one with a remote control, drops them into my arms, and moves on. I swallow hard, trying not to stare at them and also struggling not to get hard, since I’m freeballing it right now.
I guess there are cock rings in my future, too, because three different ones are added to the growing pile. Then he locates the implements section. It’s smaller than I imagined, and there isn’t a very large selection. Plus, many of them look relatively cheap.
From Carter’s scowl, I can tell he’s not impressed either, but he still picks out three different paddles, and away we head to the check-out counter.
On the way, he stops and picks up lube, condoms, and a couple of other items that he carries, so I don’t see what they are.
Then we reach the counter.
Without a word, I put everything on the counter and step back.
