“You’re welcome.” Stepping back, I raked mygaze over him again. “You’re going to look even sexier with a pretty pink assand a cage.”
I gave his cock a pat. “I have to protectwhat’s mine, don’t I?”
He groaned but nodded. “Yes, Master. Thankyou for protecting what’s yours.”
Asa was trying to be so polite, but it mademe wonder how far I could push him before he lost those well-mannered answersand begged to come or to get out of his cage.
“Such a good boy.” I gave him another kiss,stroking up his chest. “But you’re distracting me by looking so sexy. You mighthave to be punished for that too.”
The utterly illogical reason for punishinghim seemed to go right to his dick because it filled out even more and lookedlike it was begging for my touch.
He couldn’t seem to decide how to answerthat, so I took pity on him and pointed toward the shower. “Get clean.Everywhere but your dick and ass. I’ll be right back to supervise those areas.You will not touch them without permission while you are here. Is that clear?”
That did not help his ability to verbalizehis emotions, but he nodded and moved toward the shower. Seeing that he couldfollow directions even though he couldn’t talk about them, I headed into thebedroom to give him a few minutes of privacy.
Rummaging through my drawers, I found ajock I’d bought several years ago but had been too snug to be comfortable. Imight’ve been a head taller than Asa, but with the way he was built, I knew hewas going to fill out the pouch perfectly.
Making a mental note to do some shoppinglater in the week, I walked into the bathroom just as he was calling out forme. “Mast—”
His word was cut off as he turned,realizing I’d walked in. “Master, I’m ready to finish.”
Asa seemed to have found his words, but asI came over dangling the jock between my fingers, he started to have to work atthem again. “I…Master, can I…”
Watching the scrap of fabric through theglass door of the shower, he seemed to lose what he was trying to ask. But thatwas alright since he didn’t have to do anything but obey. “Squirt some bodywashinto my hand.”
His movements were more instinctual thanthought out as he obeyed, so by the time I had the door open and was reachinginto the enclosure, he had the bottle ready for me. “Very good.”
Squirting some into my hand seemed to bejust as automatic, but his brain kicked back into gear as I looked into hiseyes. “What color are you?”
He had to swallow several times before theword came out. “Green.”
That seemed to be hard enough that I wasn’tgoing to point out that he could have said it more politely. We’d work on thatat a later date.
It wasn’t like we were in a rush.
Taking him at his word, I slowly reachedout and rubbed my soapy hand around the base of his cock. Building up the sudsin the short, trimmed hairs around his dick, I took my time and stroked overthe hairs, letting him get used to my touch.
I glanced up as he made a low, needy soundto see him watching me with wide eyes like he didn’t really believe what he wasseeing. Wanting him to know it wasn’t a dream, I tugged at the short hairs. “Wewill deal with this later. I’ll let you decide if the hairs under your arms stayor not, but all the hairs around your cock will be removed this weekend.”
That got his brain going for a split secondthen I could see the fantasy-type thoughts taking over again. He swallowed backa moan as I finally cleaned his cock. “All?”
I wasn’t sure if it was a question oranswer, so I gave his dick a tug. “I expect better sentences from you.”
He gave a low gasp, but it was surprise,not pain. “I…I…you won’t…”
It was a better try, but I still had noidea what he was asking. Taking a stab at a few things, I spoke again. “Iunderstand that social convention says that men have body hair. If you belongto a gym or are worried about it then I will allow you to keep the hair underyour arms. It is much more common for men to be well-groomed now, so I doubtanyone will notice a smooth groin.”
And if that wasn’t it, I took another stabat answering the unasked question.
“I don’t see why you would have a problembeing smooth for me, however. You’re well-endowed enough that no one who seesyou naked would be thinking about the hair that wasn’t around your dick.”
I snorted. “Not that I want you inpositions where people could ogle you without my permission.”
Asa swallowed again and was finally able torespond…somewhat.
“The gym has private showers. It’s a nicefacility.”
That might have explained the muscles, butI wasn’t sure what else was going through his head. “Turn around.”
