Neither of us needed to worry.
“This…this was…” Why was it still so hard to talk? He was just petting my bottom? “This was definitely losing my spanking virginity, Master.”
Oh yeah.
He chuckled and gave me another firm pat, not quite a spank but almost as good. “I’m glad, pretty boy, and I’m glad I got to share it with you. No matter who gets to see me spank you later, this was just for us.”
My Owner was going to want to show off what a good doll I was.
More limits…yes, I was going to need more limits and possibly to read more books about BDSM clubs.
My research in that area was lacking.
“How…how else would you play with your toy?” More questions meant more spanks…more squeezes…more something, right?
Master didn’t give me more painful pleasure but he made a thinking sound again and I heard him moving his arm around. “In the open areas of the club I might rub over the front of your pants to keep you hard or I might pat your bottom and talk about your binkie.”
My ass binkie.
He’d talk about that in front of people.
The idea wasn’t limits scary but it made me hide my face against the bed again. Master chuckled but he didn’t sound worried. “I’d wiggle you around on my lap and I’d grind my dick against you. Even through our clothes that would be fun.”
Through our clothes.
“Master?” Hmm. “I’m not a bad doll…but…but if you would like to be…if you would like to have your doll do things to you that’s different.”
That wouldn’t be me being bad…I’d just be helping my Master or letting my Owner play with his toy.
Master hummed thoughtfully and it wasn’t a scary sound but it made me wiggle and that made me almost hump. But I hadn’t humped, so he couldn’t be disappointed in me, and I wasn’t going to come no matter how hard I was. “I think what you’re saying is that if I feel like having my boy be my cockwarmer while I’m talking to other Doms, or if I decide to use your sexy mouth, that would be up to me?”
“Yes.” That was a very logical way to explain the idea. “You make the decisions about how to play with your toy, but that kind of thing isn’t related to the panty limit.”
If he wanted to show his cock off that wouldn’t have anything to do with mine.
“That’s good to know.” Master almost purred out the words sending a shiver through me. “There are a lot of ways I could play with my toy and keep his panty limit in place.”
He was very smart.
And up to something because I heard a sound.
What was he doing?
I wasn’t ready to peek because he’d see things on my face—he always did—but I could be curious.
“And there are lots of different kinds of plugs and binkies I could put under your clothes too.” One finger trailed down the middle of my ass, making it clear where he was imagining putting things. “Orgasms don’t seem to conflict with the panty rule as long as you stay covered.”
Oh.
More research was definitely necessary…after he gave me my orgasm and took my virginity…and after his finger went deeper into me.
His finger was barely inside me, so I relaxed my muscles like I was supposed to and then tightened them like I was sucking on a binkie.
Ha.
Master moaned. “You’re going to feel so good around me.”
He was going to feel so good in me, but I had to be patient first.
