His snicker made me think he had a very smart doll.
“I like games.” Most of the time. “What kind of game are we going to play?”
“Think of this like one of those question games.” Master gave me just enough to confuse me before he made me squeak.
“Oh.” Master’s doll needed to eat a few more hamburgers so he couldn’t startle it by moving it around so easily. “Oh.”
He was going to spank me.
Over his lap meant a spanking, right?
Before I could ask that, because I was going to ask a few clarifying questions, he spanked my cheeks. One each. Good spanks. I was getting a good spanking. He made me moan. That didn’t hurt but it had big sensations.
Yes.
Big sensations.
Big feelings.
Big orgasms.
“Oh, Master…”
He was so good to me.
“This is definitely going to be my losing my spanking virginity spanking.”
His wicked chuckle said he liked that idea too.
“Every time you give me thoughts about the club or ask me a question, you get more spanks. The better the question, the better the spanks.” Master sounded like an evil villain in a silly movie, but he was having fun, so I had to give him a big groan. “What else do you want to ask me?”
Lots.
I was going to ask him lots.
“Um…” Okay. I needed another question to get more spanks. “How would I be dressed? You said no one would casually touch me no matter how I was dressed.”
Was that a good question?
How many spanks would it get me?
How many spanks would a good question get?
“Oh, that’s a very good question, pretty boy.” The answer was two spanks on each cheek which sent sparks and heat through me. It was perfect and so much better than the sad spanking. I knew I’d like a happy spanking.
When Master finished my first good spanks, he started rubbing my cheeks and making silly thinking sounds as I just thought about how wonderful my bottom felt. “This would be based on how comfortable you were, but we could dress you up pretty in something frilly with your panties showing, or I could dress you up like a regular sub with a collar and some cute little shorts that showed off how sexy you are. Oh, or I could do a naughty school girl look with pink shorts and knee-high socks. You’d look very sweet like that.”
I’d be cute in any of them.
I was going to tell him that but he gave my bottom a tiny pat and hummed. “What do you think I’d like to know now?”
Oh.
Smart doll…he had a very smart doll.
“I want my panties to be covered at first, Master.” Yes, I had limits and that was going to get me more spanks. “But a longer dress would be good or…or any of the shorts.”
I liked being pretty.
