Continuing the slow caress to his dick, Ishook my head again. “Sir is fine other times, but if you’re going to be myslave tonight, it will be Master.”
His erection was hard enough that I didn’twant to push his limit again this soon, so I stopped stroking as I waited forhis response. Austin licked his lips and stared at me with needy half-closedeyes and blown pupils. “Yes, Master, I want to be your slave tonight.”
Keeping my touch light, I tenderly caressedhim as I nodded. “Good boy. If you’re going to be my slave, then I have to getyou ready. You’re wearing entirely too many clothes to be a pretty slave foryour Master.”
Austin always appeared in public in fairlymasculine attire, but from everything he’d said to me and around his friends,he preferred to dress more femininely. In the past that would have been fine. Iremembered both of my male omega grandparents wearing dresses at differenttimes. But now my pretty omega had to leave those at home if he didn’t want tostart a scandal.
I was betting he had a variety of prettythings tucked away in a closet, far more than just the little nightie he’dteased me about the first time I’d met him. Well, when I’d picked things outfor him, I’d kept that in mind.
Letting out a little moan, Austin leanedcloser. “Yes, Master.” Then he snuggled into me and kissed my neck. “How prettydo you want your slave?”
Smiling, I let Austin kiss along my neck,showing his Master how excited he was at the prospect of looking pretty for me.“I’m going to have the prettiest slave at the club.”
My little exhibitionist loved that idea.
“Thank you, Master.” His breathy whisperhad me fighting the urge to bend him over the couch.
“Such good manners.” But it was time to gethim ready and off my lap before I forgot why I wanted to tease and play withhim first. “Now stand up for me, slave.”
He let out another needy moan and gave me alittle pout but stood. The promise of getting dressed up was evidently enoughto make sure he behaved. It was something I’d have to remember. Standing, Ikissed him gently. “Wait right there; I don’t want you to move until I comeback with your toys.”
His body jerked as he shivered again, buthe nodded, swallowing hard. “Yes, Master.”
Role-playingwasdefinitely something we’d have to do again.
Heading back into the bedroom, I refused toworry about anything. After the scare he’d given me when he’d almost come, Iwas going to enjoy our evening and just learn how he reacted. I’d debate howfast we were going another time.
I hadn’t been lying when I’d said I hadsomething pretty for him. I’d ordered it the first day we’d met. Somethingabout him had just called to me and I’d gone online late that night and ordereda few things from the only company I knew who manufactured feminine omegabondage gear and clothing.
I wasn’t sure what I’d been thinking when Ibought it, but now it was perfect. From the sheer nightie to the toys I’d foundfor him, they were completely Austin. And with my boy waiting in the livingroom hard and excited, I didn’t have to worry about looking insane for buyingthem.
He loved it.
Gathering everything up in my hands, Ibrought it all out to the living room. Austin was waiting exactly as I’d left him,even down to the twitchy hands at his side that seemed desperate to grab hiscock. “Very good, slave.”
Austin’s eyes fluttered closed. He couldn’tseem to decide if he wanted to sink into subspace or demand an orgasm. He lovedevery drop of domination I gave him, but he would never be a quiet, tender sub.No, my boy was feisty and demanding and I’d earn every inch of submission fromhim.
Setting the sheer clothing and toys on thecouch, I walked around Austin and just appraised him. He let out a needy moan,but I didn’t rush. I was going to take my time playing with my boy. “You’re avery well-made slave. You’re going to look very nice once you’re properlydressed.”
I stroked one hand down his back and overhis ass like I was studying a piece of horseflesh. I could feel his musclesquiver and his body swayed toward my touch as I squeezed his full ass. He wasgoing to look incredible all dressed up for me.
“Very classic lines for an omega.” Pattingone cheek, I nodded as if I were pleased with the omega I’d purchased.
His breathy moan said it would be a goodidea for me to get the cock ring on him before I teased his dick again. As Iwalked around the front of him, I reached for his shirt and started strippingit off. Austin lifted his hands automatically, but as I shook my head, hedropped them down quietly.
I was going to enjoy every moment and everytouch.
As the button-down shirt slid off his arms,I tossed it to the couch. The jeans he was wearing might have looked odd onsomeone else, but somehow the combination of business and casual worked forhim. Releasing his belt took care because if I was going to tease him, I wantedit to be deliberate and not an accidental touch that set him off.
Maybe I was being too cautious, but I’dseverely underestimated how turned on he was and I wouldn’t make that mistakeagain. But first I had to learn to read him better. As I released his pants andthey dropped to the floor revealing the prettiest pink panties I’d ever seen, Iknew exactly how I was going to learn to read him better, but it would have towait until another time.
Crouching down in front of him, I looked upthe long line of his lean body. “Hold my shoulders and lift your foot.”
Removing first shoes and socks took secondsand soon my boy was beautifully displayed in just the pretty panties he clearlyloved. Precum dampened the front, and I knew if I were to reach between hislegs to play with his ass, he’d be slick as well. The thicker nature of slickkept an omega’s clothes from getting wet most of the time unless they were intheir heat, but I had a feeling Austin would be special.
How much teasing would it take to haveslick spilling out of my sexy omega?
I felt his muscles quiver as I stroked uphis smooth legs, stopping at the pretty panties. “You won’t need these, slave.”