Yes.
“I watched a video online where a sub was...he described it as suffering through it for his Master.” I wasn’t sure how he could smile and say torture, but I thought I needed to experience it firsthand to understand. “He was squirming and several times promised to be a good boy if his Master would stop but he didn’t use his safeword.”
I’d made sure of that by watching the video three times.
“He also didn’t say anything that might have been a safeword. No fruit or random colors.” Complaining and begging were allowed and generally expected as long as safewords were spelled out beforehand.
Master widened his eyes for a moment but he quickly nodded. “I’m glad you watched it closely so you could make sure they were playing safely.”
Ha.
I knew he wasn’t worried.
“I was very careful because learning from safe people is important.” Research was hard. “People put incorrect information online all the time.”
Deliberately.
People made the strangest decisions.
Even if I was autistic, I was obviously not the problem in life.
Chapter 21
Palmer
Somehow porn had fallen into the research category for him.
“He just kept rubbing the tip of the sub’s penis.” Ferris shrugged as I tried to keep a straight face. “It was supposed to be a punishment and he squirmed and even cried, but he came at the end.”
I was starting to see why Ferris had described the scene as confusing.
“If he got to come why was it a punishment?” Leaning back, he frowned as he set his fork down. He looked perfectly normal dining naked but with the turn the conversation had taken it was slightly distracting for me. “The way he hugged his Master and said he loved him at the end was also confusing. Why was that in question?”
Did they make porn that explained what happened at the end like some kind of debrief?
Surely there was some kind of YouTuber who was doing that as a job.
“Well, strong emotional scenes bring out a wide range of reactions.” This one seemed real enough he might’ve been watching homemade porn. “Depending on how it started, he might’ve felt like he’d disappointed his Dom and he needed to make sure his Dom knew how he was feeling.”
What else?
“Master.” His serious tone made me blink. “The sub has a Master, not Dom.”
Interesting.
He was oddly firm on that.
“That might have something to do with it too.” It seemed to for Ferris for some reason. “If they have a more...a more intenseBDSM relationship, the sub might’veneededto tell his Master how much he loved him. His brain might’ve needed to make that clear before he could sink into subspace?”
We were going to have to watch it together for me to be sure.
“If you were in that situation, I think you’d respond differently.” But how? “What—”
“Do you think I wouldn’t love you as much as he did his Master?” Ferris might’ve actually been offended. It was hard to tell with how blank his expression had gone, but even for him the change was clear. “He was crying when he said it. I don’t really do that and I don’t want to.”
Was that the point he’d been trying to get to?
The conversation had come out of the blue and I hadn’t been able to figure out where we were going with it.
