Goosebumps dotted my flesh when William slid a warm broad hand across my back, his pinkie
finger dipping beneath the elastic of my shorts. My knees nearly gave out, and I sank into his side.
“Are you about ready, Corey?” He guided me so I stood in front of him. Funny, I didn’t feel the
need to cover myself when it was William assessing me. “There’s a small crowd so far, but it’s still
early.”
“What do you want me to do?” I asked, wishing I’d thought to ask before he was leading me
through the bar. I might as well have been naked for all the eyes I felt on me. How some of the subs
did this night after night, I would never understand. “Maybe you should have asked someone
experienced to help you out.”
William drew me so close I had no choice but to wrap my arms around his waist. He smiled
down at me and I felt my entire body sing. “I could have asked someone else, but I wanted you,
Corey. There are going to be other little boys who’ve only fantasized about having a Daddy to take
care of them. You can help them be brave and strong because they’ll see you and relate to you.”
That didn’t sound like much fun.
“When we go into the playroom, I want you to ignore everyone but me,” he instructed me. We
detoured to the bar, where he asked Doug for a juice box and some snacks. I squeezed him in silent
thanks. “Later, sweetheart.”
I pouted, wanting the juice box now. My mouth felt like I’d gargled sand, and I’d been too nervous
to drink anything before this. “Can I have a sip now?”
William quirked an eyebrow. “Is that how my good boy asks?”
I shook my head.
“Would you like to try again?”
“Please, can I have a sip of juice, Daddy?” No one’s heads snapped in our direction. No one
seemed to notice us at all, other than a few who greeted William. I willed my brain to be quiet,
reminding myself no one here would call me out.
William ruffled my hair. “That’s my good boy. But no, not yet. First, I want you to go find
something to play with. I need to talk to some people before we get started for the night. All I want
from you is to have fun. The people who are here are family. If another boy comes up and wants to
play, I expect you to share your toys and play nicely, got it?”
“Yes, Daddy.” Saying those words was intoxicating. Despite telling him I’d need time, I was
