Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 51003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 255(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 255(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
I tried not to laugh but the look on his face said he knew what I was feeling.
“I’m sure you’re going to have lots of information to document.” That perked him right up and made me smile again. “I’m really enjoying our date so far, Saint.”
“I am as well, my human.” He must’ve been feeling sweet and spicy because I got a pat on the head and on my dick. “You are a thoughtful and productive date and a good submissive who is articulating his preferences.”
Cutest and most thorough praise ever.
I loved it.
And the cock pat for being a good sub.
“Your physical responses indicate an emotional range from appreciating praise to strong arousal.” Both limbs went back to patting their respective places and sent the craziest mix of sensations through me. “Fascinating.”
I had a feeling he was going to be saying that a lot around me.
“Humans are able to project a variety of responses at the same time.” He clearly found that interesting because he kept petting his guinea pig. “Do not worry. I will follow the human legal rules.”
Thanks?
My little head wasn’t so sure that was a good thing, but the big one was more logical. “Legal…legal rules are important.”
I was proud of myself for getting the sentence out, but it was hard enough that I wasn’t sure if he understood I shouldn’t orgasm at the table either.
Was that illegal?
I probably should’ve known the answer but he was making small circles over the head of my erection and it was short-circuiting my brain.
“Do you like painful pleasures, my human?” His tone was half curiosity and half Dom. “My knowledge of human anatomy advises this could be painful pleasure for a human male.”
Fuck.
There was going to be a quiz.
As a big chunk of my working brain cells tried to figure out what I’d get if I got a good grade, the rest of them worked to answer. “I…I don’t know how to explain it but it’s almost overwhelming but it’s not painful.”
Had that made any sense?
“Painful pleasure is a good way to describe it but it’s not…it’s not technically pain.” Maybe that was better? “I…I think I’d describe being spanked or flogged as closer to pain.”
This was just making me confused and stupid…and it made me want to wiggle and beg for him to touch my dick without my clothes in the way.
He’d already said he was going to follow the laws, though, so I was going to have to wait a while to get that.
“I’ll work on a good word, though, Sir.” Yes, he’d like that and then I’d get to come. “I can be helpful.”
He pulsed.
He liked that.
“Good boy, my human.” He almost purred the words out, obviously pleased with something. “You project well, my human. Good boy.”
Project?
Oh, whatever the fuck he was reading from me.
Should I be embarrassed about that?
No.
Two of his other limbs spread my legs wider and set my feet carefully on the floor. “Maintain this position for additional praise and rewards after our meal, my human.”
Spread myself wider for him.
Got it.
I made a good attempt at responding with words, but when that didn’t work, I focused on how aroused he made me and I nodded.
Bingo.
“Good boy. That was very clear.” I got more happy rubs that were really starting to confuse my body and he smiled. “Nonverbal communication is important in domination-based relationships.”
Thank God.
“But to reach that point in our date, we must consume food and continue our communication.” It wasn’t until he picked up my menu and held it out for me that I realized what he’d said.
We had to eat first.
Fuck.
Well, it was a good sign that he was smart enough to realize I wasn’t going to be able to do it on my own.
Fingers crossed the rest of the night went just as well.
****
“How did you enjoy your food, my human?” Wrapping the limb around my waist tighter, he inched me closer as we walked back down the street. “I enjoyed my fish.”
“We’re supposed to talk about dinner before we can talk about something else, right?” When he nodded and lit up like I was a smart human, I barely held back my sigh. “I really liked it and I’m glad you got a big enough portion.”
It definitely hadn’t been human-sized.
“Enjoying consumption is important on a personal social outing.” He was definitely repeating something he’d heard other people say, but once it was done, he seemed to think he’d satisfied the social conventions he’d been taught. “Now we may discuss the next step of our date.”
Thank God.
“What would you like us to do?” I was having a hard time pushing my own needs aside to make sure we were considering his. “You’ve been a great Dom so far but I don’t want us to rush you.”
I needed to keep in mind how new to the practical side of dating and BDSM he was.