Master paused and then did his slow, thinking nod again. “I take it you got a basic sex-ed and health class, though, right?”
“Yes.” Thank goodness. “I understand all the body parts and how they’re used and what they do. I know how to keep a vagina healthy and a penis, and I know where babies come from. My grandma said I was going to need to know that when I got married because she wanted grandchildren. Some of the other co-op parents were kind of weird about it, though, but she told them they weren’t raising goldfish, they were raising people.”
Even I knew it was one of her better parenting decisions.
Master coughed for a second before letting out a breath. “I’m glad she realized that.”
“Me too.” For more than baby reasons. “Oh, and I’ve watched enough videos from therapists online to explain that I’m not worried about what she’d think or what I’m doing now.”
Based on what I’d seen online and in TV shows, she’d made some questionable decisions about how I was raised. It was kind of understandable, though, because my mother still seemed to be in her rebellious teenager phase.
“I expect to know if that changes in any way.” Master raised one eyebrow when I nodded. “Mental health changes quickly sometimes and I will be very upset if you hide problems like that from me.”
“Tiny spanking levels of upset?” That wouldn’t be good.
He scoffed.
Oh. That wasn’t good at all.
“Ano spankinglevel of upset.” He looked serious enough I believed him. “For a very long time.”
“I’ll be good and I’ll tell you if my mental health changes.” I didn’t think it would. “Right after the funeral I wasn’t in the best place but I’m not mad at her any longer.”
I had questions I had to figure out, but better late than never.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there with you when you were struggling.” Master pulled me into his arms and kissed my nose. “We’ll do things together from here on out.”
I liked together.
It was much better than being lectured about being self-sufficient and how inappropriate the outside world was. So far I hadn’t run into anyone trying to sell me drugs or push me to do illegal things but I had found people who were very nice and very sexy.
So there seemed to have been a lot of things she’d been wrong about.
“Together is good.” So was information. “We can answer questions together too. Like why are the teddy bears naughty?”
Ha.
He grinned.
Yep.
“Are you sure they’re naughty?” He was worse than I was about trying to look innocent and failing. We both needed more practice. “They look cute.”
“They do.” I glanced over at the pile on the very big toddler bed that was clearly for when a doll needed a nap. “But everything in here seems to have more than one purpose.”
He could even tie me down really well on my changing table.
“I think…I think some of them are for cuddling because sometimes dolls need a nap?” I was pretty confident about that part, so I was glad when he nodded. “But some of them are special…they might vibrate or tell me I’m naughty? Like a dirty Build-a-Bear? I saw those online but they just said regular stuff.”
“Let me guess…you weren’t allowed to have too many toys?” Master sighed when I nodded.
“There were more educational things to do and I played outside a lot.” We just didn’t have a lot of other kids around to play with because the outside world was supposed to have been very dangerous. “I did good in school, though.”
“I bet.” Master kissed my forehead. “And I can’t wait to see what else you decide to learn about once you’ve got TV shows and BDSM off your list.”
“Me too.” There were lots of options. It was going to be fun. “I’m enjoying this stuff but my BDSM list just keeps growing and growing.”
He laughed and nodded. “I bet. There are lots of different pieces to it, but we’ll go through anything you’re curious about together.”
