That was a good idea.
“Okay, then let’s get you cleaned up and we’re going to snuggle in bed.” I could see the questions whirling around in his head, but I wasn’t sure he’d be able to catch any of them. “I can make the decisions for us or I can give you choices as we go.”
Sagging into me, Cece let out a dramatic exhale. “Oh good. I’ve never done this, so I didn’t know what we do next.”
Ah.
“You just continue to be my good boy and let me know if there’s a problem.” He seemed to appreciate that plan and perked up again as we headed toward the door.
The walk through the backyard and into the kitchen got him a second wind, but I didn’t think it would last long.
“You need to tell me what you do for breakfast and stuff because I don’t know those rules either and I couldn’t figure out what to do online. People are all over the map with that. Some people think guests are supposed to leave first thing and others say you have to make them breakfast and some say just coffee and some say they’re supposed to leave in the middle of the night, but you’re not going to want me to do that.”
“Correct.” Locking the door, I led him through the house and turned off lights as I checked that I’d locked the front door earlier. “You are going to stay here and not make me chase youdown in the middle of the night. In the morning you’re going to eat breakfast with me and then tell me what you need to get done during the day or what plans you have. Once I’ve approved those, then we’ll finalize the rest of our day.”
He should’ve told me that was ridiculous, but he just smirked. “I knew you were going to watch over me carefully, but I wasn’t planning on doing anything dangerous.”
“I didn’t think you were going to do something dangerous but now you’ve given me more to think about.” His too innocent expression said I was right to worry. “I was thinking more about your impulse control issue when it comes to the models.”
Oh.
Wide eyes.
Sweet smile.
He even started swinging my hand.
“You’re going to give me a full accounting of your plans before you can leave the house tomorrow and I’m going to put a tracking app on your phone.” I needed to know right away if he got arrested for some kind of strange misunderstanding.
“Okay.” He tried to shrug and look confused, but it wasn’t believable at all. “I don’t know what you’re worried about, though. Owners get to monitor their dolls. It’s just what they do.”
I was going to have to organize my questions before we sat down tomorrow.
“But if you’re a good boy tomorrow and come home because you know you belong to me, I think that might be worthy of a good spanking that you can brag to your friends about.” Or hisstalking victims? I wasn’t sure how we were going to describe them, but that was a problem for another day.
Or when the police showed up.
“And I get to lose my ass virginity too.” He settled into debate mode as we got up to the bedroom. “If I don’t get in trouble, I think I deserve both.”
“Deal.” I kept my skeptical expression in place, though. “Who gets to define what trouble means in this case?”
His sigh was epic.
It included eye rolls and dramatic hand gestures and he even crashed into me. “You. You’re my Master and my Owner, so you make the rules unless I safeword.”
“Correct.” I was going to have to work on keeping a list of bribes readily available. “But Owners like rewarding good dolls and finding fun ways to play with them.”
Keeping the options vague, I shrugged as I led him into the master bathroom. The playroom bathroom wasn’t nearly stocked well enough for him to be bathed in there, but I’d work on that for next time. “And Owners who aren’t worried might buy their dolls more pretty clothes or Masters who don’t worry might buy new toys.”
“Oh.” I could see his brain firing up again, but he was tired and it was slowing the chaos in his head down. “You…you probably have lots of good ideas for new toys.”
“Yes.” The simple answer frustrated him based on his cute frown and turned him on based on how his cock twitched.
And speaking of his cock.
“Are you ready to come?” Kissing his head, I quickly turned on the shower before starting to strip off his clothes.
He had that look.
