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I glanced over at him, breathing like I’djust run a marathon, and had to take a second before I could answer. “No,Master. I won’t come.”

Hopefully.

“You’d better not.” He leaned down and gavemy dick a pat. “I’m going to be looking for your cage tonight and you don’twant me feeling frustrated when I buy it, do you?”

Shaking my head, I peered up at him andtried to look sweet. It probably wasn’t working very well considering how dirtyI must appear, but I tried. “I’m going to be a good boy for you, Master.”

Stuart smiled and patted my ass again. “Iknow you’re going to try.”

The shiver he sent through me wasn’thelping my ability to behave.

Nodding, I rubbed my head against his legas he straightened. “Will I still get to be your cockwarmer, Master?”

Had I lost my reward by being a brat?

“Yes, baby.” He crouched down and kissed myhead, stroking my cheek. “I’m going to make sure you feel exactly like the goodslave boy I know you want to be. Now be a good slave and clean the floor. Butno complaining or I’ll find a gag and then you won’t get to warm my dick.”

“Yes, Master.” I cuddled against him foranother moment as he stroked my head. As he stood again, I looked up at him andsaw the pleasure and excitement on his face as he took in every aspect of thesituation and me.

Something about his expression stirred thesubmissive side of me, and as I finally began moving around the room, all Icould think about was showing him what a good slave I could be and how I wantedto give him something sexy to watch while he made us dinner.

Master wanted to watch me pleasing him.

Master was going to let me warm his dickwhile he ate.

Master was going to feed me while I kneltat his feet.

The last thing that flickered across mymind before I pushed everything else out but the thought of pleasing him wasthat I’d never felt more wanted or more loved.

Chapter 16

Stuart

Asa had been made to kneel before aMaster…he just needed something to keep him occupied. Like a dick in his mouth.

Or a broom in his hands.

Taking the last bite of my meal, I turnedaway from the table and reached down to stroke his head where it was resting onmy thigh. Sitting perpendicular to the table wasn’t easy, but what good was a cockwarmerif I couldn’t see him submit?

Asa’s only response was to stroke histongue gently down the length of my cock. He’d fidgeted for several minutesearly on, but that was my fault.

I’d decided that he was going to eat beforebecoming my cockwarmer and that had pulled him out of the submissive headspacehe’d been in from having to crawl around on the floor. But the idea of feedinghim cold or overcooked stir-fry hadn’t sat right with me.

He’d finally stopped complaining that I wasbeing too easy on him when I poured his water into a shallow bowl and asked himif he wanted to be my pup for the rest of the weekend.

The idea of not being able to talk seemedto scare him more than writing lines.

Once he’d slipped his mouth over my cockand found the perfect position to cuddle me, it hadn’t taken more than a fewminutes to find the right headspace again. Now he was almost boneless, with hisonly focus on holding my dick in his mouth.

As erotic as it was, I’d softened as I ate,so I stroked his cheek and caressed down the side of his lips. “Suck. Get mehard.”

I wasn’t sure if it was the order or thetouch of my hand, but something prompted him to start sucking on my soft cockeven though his brain didn’t seem to have engaged yet. The tender sucklingwasn’t anything like the teasing he’d done earlier or the face-fucking I’d givenhim. This was sweet and slow and wonderfully relaxing.

It seemed like the perfect way to unwindfrom the day.

As I slowly hardened, he started to movemore, but I shifted my hand to the back of his head and kept him still. “No,just what you can reach right there. Slowly take care of my cock just like youwere. Suckle. Don’t rush me.”

He made a low sound that seemed to indicatethat he understood and settled back into position. Asa really only had abouthalf of my dick in his mouth, but the slow suckling was perfect, and the way Igot to watch him silently drift as he softly pleasured just the head of my cockwas beautiful.