“Emerson said you made sculptures. He said the best Owners seemed to be artistic and that probably had something to do with why you guys weren’t cannibals.”
I wasn’t even going to ask.
“There might be something to that, but we’ll come back to it another time.” After I’d figured out how the cannibal thing related. “We’re staying on track for the time being, so would you like to tell me what you’re thinking, do you need time to figure it out, or do you need me to ask specific questions to help you work through this?”
“You’re really good at having conversations.” His random praise came with a cheek kiss. The praise was genuine but the kiss was completely manipulative. “Do I get to give you a reward for being good?”
Oh, that was a nice try.
“I’ll use you later to reward myself.” Giving him a cheek kiss had him trying not to frown. “Thank you for worrying about me.”
He managed not to sigh again but it was a close call. He couldn’t resist collapsing into me, though. “You’re welcome.”
Humming softly, he went back to nuzzling against me but didn’t seem to be in a rush to answer me. Unfortunately for him, I was the most patient Dom he’d ever meet and could wait him out for eternity if it came down to it.
Thankfully, it did not.
“I think I’d like to try it but I’m not ready to do that yet.” That time his long exhale was utter relief, not drama. “I also think I would like to have a different conversation now.”
“Good boy.” For both. “After your spanking, would you like to look around the playroom or interrogate me?”
His options made him giggle and I got a much happier wiggle from him that time. “Both? But the room first? I’ve never had a room like this.”
That did not surprise me.
“Alright. We’ll do a tour while I get to see my sexy boy more.” Running my hand down his chest, I teased over the front of his panties. “I haven’t gotten to see enough of your ass yet.”
His cheeks were pink as he pulled away, but it was from pleasure and embarrassment. “You said you were going to cage me.”
“I am.” Stroking my thumb over the base of his still half-hard cock, I made a pleased hum as it slowly filled out again. “I’m going to thoroughly enjoy watching you strain against the panties tonight, but having it soft and caged so you remember who you belong to will be very nice too.”
That got another giggle from him and he kissed my cheek again. “Owners just like that kind of stuff.”
“I might be at the more owning side of the spectrum, but I think you like that too.” I wasn’t going to apologize for being me when he seemed to enjoy that part of my personality. “I also think you’re going to like having rules and being tracked.”
Hopefully they’d all work together to keep him out of trouble.
“I’ll handle whatever issues come up with your work schedule, so we won’t need to worry about that.” I could be flexible with my schedule if it came down to it.
“Emerson said you do sculptures and stuff. He made that sound like it’s your job and what you like to do.” Blinking a few times, my boy glanced around the room. “Do you sculpt this kind of stuff?”
“I work with a variety of mediums and I’ve done some artistic nudes.” What artist hadn’t? “But right now I’m working with metal and a…a more contemporary style. No kink.”
That would probably change now that I had my boy to obsess over, but it couldn’t be helped.
“Can I see it later?” It seemed to be a casual kind of question and not thedo it nowtype, so I nodded which got a smile from him.
And a devious thought from what I could tell from his wide eyes.
“Oh, let’s go see it now, Owner.” He patted my chest and played up the cute routine. “Emerson is very proud of his Owner, so I need to see. Then I can tell him how wonderful you are.”
That was a good try too…but we needed to work on his delivery.
I was much better and didn’t look nearly as sketchy as I kissed his cheek. “We can do that after your spanking and the tour of the playroom, but you’ll have to decide if you want to do that after your orgasm or before.”
His face scrunched up and he glared at me. “That’s supposed to work.”
He was the cutest troublemaker I’d ever met, but I shrugged and didn’t bother playing stupid. “Your Owner is just much smarter than their Doms.”
