He reached out and traced one finger downmy soft dick, making me squirm because it was still so sensitive. Grinning, helooked back up at my face. “Good boys do not grind their dick against their Domuntil they have permission. For that, you’re going to turn control of your orgasmsover to me. Even when we’re apart I’ll be the one to decide if you get to come.Do you understand?”
Oh.
I probably looked stupid, but it took a fewseconds to get that thought to stop bouncing around in my head. I knew how tostop something if I didn’t like it, but it took me a few moments to figure outif I liked it or if it was just something I would do for him.
“Yes, Sir. I understand.” Yep, it was hot.
I told myself I was going to have to ask afew questions about the rule once my brain started working again, but for thetime being, I was just going to marvel at how crazy it felt.
I was going to have to ask his permissionto come.
And the flash of memory about the cock cagereally made me think about what he’d do if I misbehaved.
Porter’s wicked smile grew more heated whenhe realized I was going to accept the rule. “And now we have to deal with youcoming without permission and moving your hands.”
He was shaking his head like I was anaughty boy who couldn’t control himself, and for some reason, it was sexyenough that my dick twitched. It was going to have to wait a while, though,because it wasn’t magic.
But it was a good reminder that Porter wasthe sexiest man I’d ever seen and his brain just made him even hotter.
It took swallowing several times to get thewords out, but eventually, I managed a good response. “How will you punish me,Sir?”
His fingers started playing with my soft,sticky cock, and for some reason that had me trying not to blush. “You’re goingto have to stay the night with me because for the next”—he glanced over at theclock on the nightstand—“twelve hours I’m going to have fun edging you andkeeping you naked and hard, but you won’t get to come. So you see, you have tostay here.”
His logic on the whole punishment thing wasquestionable, but there was nowhere else I wanted to be. “I understand, Sir.”
But a whole twelve hours?
“After I show you that I can behave, will Iget to come?” Having to wait until mid-morning tomorrow couldn’t be that hard,but asking about the fine print seemed like a good idea since he hadn’t told meI couldn’t.
“As long as you’re a very good boy and showme that no matter how much I play with you and tease your cock and nipples thatyou won’t come.” He smiled like he was telling me about a reward I’d earned.“Then you’ll get to come.”
I told myself to make a mental note to ask formore details before encouraging him to punish me…but I probably wouldn’t listento it anyway, so I didn’t bother.
“I’ll be very good, Sir. I can do it.”Hopefully.
Would I get another spanking if I couldn’t?
He must have read my mind because his smilewidened. “And if you’re a naughty boy and can’t behave, we’ll go to the storetomorrow and find a nice new cock cage for you.”
Really?
Was he trying to get me to behave or to misbehave?
The fact that I couldn’t figure it out wasa bit of a mind fuck.
“Is it…do most subs have a hard time withpunishments? I mean, I want to show you I can be good, but there’s somethingalmost reckless in the back of my head going, what will he do if I don’t?” Whateverslutty gremlin in the back of my head made me a sub with men didn’t seem tohave the best ideas about being good.
He was going to get me into trouble; I justknew it.
Porter gave me another one of his sexycommanding looks that had the little gremlin rolling over and wanting to moan.“You’ll have to see.”
Yep, my gremlin sub was an idiot.
How long could a cock cage be left on?
“Sir? Are cock cages for short periods oftime?” I couldn’t imagine that leaving it on for long periods would be good fora dick, right?
Porter enjoyed that question entirely toomuch. “I’ll make sure you have time to look up that answer online before we goto bed.”
