Yes, I could see a little giving him that kind of logic…and I was very glad I knew about at least a few of the people he was talking about. The kink community in the area being fairly tight-knit was coming in handy.
“I think that’s very reasonable. If you’re mine, the room is yours and that means I get to control you even more.” Yes. It was very good logic if I said so myself. “A tour of your playroom is also very reasonable.”
The way his body jerked made me think he was doing a little happy dance, but since he was strapped down it was hard to tell. “And you have to tell me what your favorite thing to do with your doll will be. Tea party time has to be different than playing with the stuffed animals.”
I couldn’t wait to hear what he thought should happen in the different areas too. “Smart boy.”
And a sexy boy.
Just sliding the panties up his legs had me so fucking hard I had to fight not to adjust myself and it only got worse as I tucked his beautiful cock inside the silky fabric. He was sweet and pliantand seemed to thoroughly enjoy just lying there while I got him dressed.
But I got a needy moan when I took my time positioning his cock in his panties. That might’ve been because I wasn’t rushing, though. “Let’s see what it looks like going to the left.”
That was nice…and got another sexy sound from him as he tried to fuck himself against my hand. “Naughty boy.”
The way his dick jerked said he didn’t mind being fussed at, but the tsking sound I made as I shook my head really seemed to be what did it for him. It got a full-body clench from the sexy boy and his hips tried to thrust up again. “Let’s play a game while I figure out how your penis should look in your panties.”
Oh.
That was fun.
Something about the clinical word made the whole scene much dirtier for him and he had to lick his lips several times before he got any words out. “I…but…Master…”
It wasn’t much to go on but I made another disapproving sound and sighed. “What am I going to say?”
That completely scrambled his brains. “I…I’m sorry, Owner.”
His imagination must be fun.
“Good boy. Now, let’s practice being my pretty doll while I get your panty situation figured out.” It was an important part of getting him ready, so I had to get it perfect. “You’re going to stay perfectly still and quiet for me. No talking. No moans. And no humping, little slut.”
He managed to nod but his words weren’t cooperating. His mouth opened and closed several times but that was all hemanaged, so I focused on the nod. “Let’s see how good you can be.”
Well, he did good for the first five seconds, but his body twitched the next time I adjusted his bulge at the front of his panties. “I’m just not sure. How should my pretty doll look? Hmm.”
We both knew I was just talking to myself, but he had to clamp his lips together to keep from answering. I had a feeling that was going to be the hardest part because while he was slowly getting his body under control, his lips kept twitching. “No…but don’t worry. Owner will get it perfect eventually and then we’ll have playtime.”
Letting out an exaggerated sigh, I shook my head. “There’s no rushing making my pretty doll look perfect.”
Chapter 7
Ricky
No rushing.
Oh. That was.
Rushing was so nice, though.
No humping.
No moaning.
“What if we shift it just a tiny bit?” Frowning like it was a serious conversation, Master looked like the perfect Owner as he pulled down the front of my panties and tried to gently move it a few degrees up like it was the hand on a clock.
Unfortunately for both of us, it sprang back to the same place, getting a sigh from Master and a barely contained moan from me. Why was that so sexy? Why wouldn’t my dick behave and stay where he put it? “Hmm. I might need to get you tighter panties to hold this naughty penis in place…unless I find another alternative.”
Alternative?
