Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 57876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
“That…that looks so good, Master.” And not having to move or stand up on my own made sure I could use all my somewhat limited brain power on appreciating it. “Thank you for making me dinner and for making me so relaxed, Master.”
I wasn’t sure that was the most accurate word for the heavy feeling in me but thanking him for making it feel like I had a weighted blanket wrapped around me didn’t seem like it would make sense to him.
“You are welcome, my Theo.” His proud tone shifted to something happier when I moaned as his tentacle finally eased out of me. “We shall return to focusing on your pleasure and orgasm closer to bedtime. That will help you to sleep soundly.”
He wasn’t wrong, but that sounded so far away.
“I…I can orgasm more than once. Really, I can.” Especially with so many hours between them. “We…I…I can go fast.”
With anyone else I’d have been embarrassed saying that, but Master was different. He made everything feel safe to talk about.
I didn’t even feel ridiculous when he frowned thoughtfully and looked down at my dick as he set me in my chair. “Will achieving an orgasm now lead to sleep, my Theo?”
I’d have answered that but he started petting down the length of it and it was distracting as hell. “I…”
“Your body requires nutrition and your brain must function clearly so we can discuss limits. That is highly important.” Cocking his head in a human gesture he must’ve seen somewhere, he kept giving me his thoughtful-professor expression. “Do you understand the importance of those tasks?”
I had to eat and we had to talk about sex.
“Yes, Master.” I’d agree to just about anything he wanted if I got to come. “I…I can eat and talk about limits.”
The head pat that got me fell so perfectly into the professor and class fantasies I’d been soaking up, it almost made me come right then. “Then you may have an orgasm now and later, my Theo. But your release at bedtime is dependent on appropriate behavior.”
Naughty boys didn’t get more orgasms.
Got it.
I managed to nod before he wrapped one thinned-out tentacle around my dick and started twirling it around and around. The concentrated pleasure had my head falling back and my eyes closing again, and my hips tried to thrust up and fuck his grip.
His low hum was clearly one of denial but he had me pinned against the chair before my brain could process that. “Submission is a requirement, my Theo, not a suggestion.”
I had every intention of agreeing with him, but he slipped another tentacle between my legs and killed the last of my brain cells as he teased my hole. “Master…”
“Yes, the associations between submission and orgasmic achievement must be continually reinforced. Human brains respond well to patterns and logical connections.” Master’s touch and just his tone were perfect, but as he started tugging at my nipples, the reality of what he’d said hit me.
Conditioning.
Logical or not…reasonable or not…it was the hottest thing a Dom had ever said to me and my orgasm exploded out of me as he kept up the overwhelming sensations his body could give mine.
He wanted me enough to train me.
Best. Dom. Ever.
Chapter 13
Oh, this was so dangerous.
I really wasn’t smart.
How had I ended up in this situation?
Frowning down at the limits list he’d just handed back, I knew mine didn’t have enough red on it in the right places. Sure, we both liked the idea of mild to medium impact play and he thought I was going to love lightning, but it was the control list where everything had gone all pear-shaped.
I knew I shouldn’t get us started down that path.
I knew it.
But I liked it when he held me and the carrying me around while he was making dinner thing had been amazing. It’d been a great scene all around and I hadn’t ever felt so relaxed after work. He’d even made good decisions about stuff like showers and bedtime in general, so I couldn’t say he was doing a bad job at taking control.
“Your mind is too focused on our present activity, my Theo. You are ignoring bodily signals.” He sighed and reached over to pick me up off the couch before I could really figure out what he’d meant.
I had to pee.
He was damned near psychic about that.
I barely managed to set the papers down before he had us up and heading to the bathroom. “How did you know that?”
I knew for a fact I hadn’t been doing any kind of potty dance.
“There are several physical indicators I do not have the human vocabulary to explain.” Jerker shrugged as he rotated me around and stood me in front of the toilet, freeing my dick. “However, the caretaking of human elimination was thoroughly reviewed. Many human submissives need to be tended in a variety of ways, not just the variation called littles.”