“Oakley?”
“Hmm?” What had I missed?
I lifted my eyes, seeing him looking down at me. His gaze had something I wasn’t sure what to name.
“You can stay right there as I look over your lists.”
Sounded good enough to me.
I almost whined as he removed his hand from my hair. But one leg moved closer to me, caging me in against him.
I didn’t ever want to go anywhere else.
I breathed, leaning my weight more against one of his legs, my head still right there where I could see his cock through his slacks with the way he was sitting.
Without my say-so, one of my hands reached out, fingertips lightly swiping along where I could see his member lay. It twitched at my touch, so I did it again.
“No, little one.” Sabastian’s hand removed my hand, tucking it under his other leg.
I did have another hand, I thought. But before I could move that one, I felt Sabastian’s eyes on me and decided against it.
After all, no meant no.
“You didn’t tell menoabout the books. Onlydon’t, so that doesn’t count.”
Sabastian barked out a laugh, startling me and Dixie both.
“Oh, little one. I’ll be sure to be as clear as possible when I don’t want you doing something from now on. But that doesn’t mean there won’t be punishments when you think you can be cheeky.”
I wasn’t cheeky, I thought. I was…trying to think between the lines.
“Alright,” he opened one of the books, going straight towards the back where the lists were. “Glad to see you are green on many things I enjoy. Kneeling,” his eyes went down to me, which caused me to flush a deep red. “Obeying simple commands, cuddles, of course.”
He went on, going one by one down the lists. He’d stop once in a while, making sure I knew what I had marked. As for kneeling, he told me that if I was even in any sort of pain, to speak up against it.
He didn’t like seeing me hurting in any sort of way.
“You’ve done enemas, twice, little one.” Now, he was on the parts that I didn’t know the words to. “Those were to help you go to the bathroom, but there are other ways I could use them on you. But that’s something we will discuss much later. It won’t matter togo over them now, since we aren’t actively being sexual.”
I shook my head, which ended up with me more nuzzling into his crotch. Histhingwas right there, so I nosed it, seeking more of him.
“Stay still, little one.”
I sighed but stopped moving.
“Good boy.” A hand ran through my hair, coaxing the bit of fuzziness to start taking over.
From the last book Iwasreading before someone took it, it had talked a bit about something called subspace. I still wasn’t all too sure what it was, or why, but it was something that I tended to go into easily with Sabastian.
I knew the difference between the fear that Sir forced upon me, where I went into a different part of my mind to not have to deal with life. But with Sabastian, all my focus was on him and his touch. It made my head go blank in a good way.
“What’s…” I swallowed, my lips hitting his cock from where I was. “Subspace?”
“It’s a mental state of safety. It means that you trust me enough to let your mind rest while I take care of everything else. There’s no fear there. If there is, then I’m doing my job as your Daddy.”
That wasn’t the first time he let that word slip over the past few weeks. It fit him, too, I think. But was I to call him that? Did I want to?
“Subdrop, which can be scary, is when you get super sad too quickly. That, you’ve been in a time or two, even if you don’t understand what was happening. With everything you’ve been through, it should have clicked sooner for me on that, but I know what to look out for now.”
