Shifting my hands so they stroked over hisnipples, I leaned close to his ear and whispered so my breath would caress him.“Cockslut or just a casual sub?”
Ridley’s body jerked, and I finally feltthe resistance leave his body as he leaned his head back against me. “Cockslut,Master. I’m your cockslut.”
Kissing the tender skin just below his ear,I nodded. “I knew you were. That’s my good boy.”
Relief seemed to rush through him becausehis whine that time was full of desire and emotion. “I’m sorry, Master.”
“I know you are.” Kissing his neck again, Ipinched his nipples and let his sexy gasp send sparks of pleasure through me.“But do you understand why you need to be punished?”
His brain was trying to find the rightanswer, I could almost hear it whirling, but eventually he gave what he thoughtwas the most obvious answer. “Because I wasn’t honest with you and I upsetAsa?”
Close, but not quite.
“Do you remember when we were discussinglimits?” Giving his brain a chance to kick into gear, I stopped playing withhis nipples and went back to stroking his chest slowly.
After taking a long breath, he nodded.“Yes, Master.”
“Do you remember the part where I said youhad to let me know when something could affect your limits and needs? Iexplained I had to understand how you were feeling so I knew what the rightscene would be?” I’d been a bit more elaborate in the explanation the firsttime, but that was a fairly good summary of it.
Ridley must have thought so too because hegroaned, nodding as he sighed. “Yes, Master.”
“Do you think you did a very good job ofbeing honest with me about where you were mentally?” I wasn’t sure if Ishould’ve pushed more or not. I knew I’d been trying to do my best within thelimits he’d set, so I just didn’t know what else I could’ve done.
But that wasn’t an excuse he could use.
“No, Master.” The quiet frustration in hisvoice seemed to be aimed at himself, not me.
“Considering how much you had going on, didyou set up reasonable limits when you told me you didn’t want to talk aboutyour personal life?” It was no wonder he’d been so stressed for the past fewweeks.
If I’d understood, there were so many otherthings I could’ve helped him with besides just giving him an escape beforethings got too stressful.
At the very least I could’ve been asounding board to let his fears out.
“No. But I was afraid you wouldn’t wantme.” The emotion in his voice was genuine enough that it hit deep in me, but weweren’t done yet.
“I know that, and it was a legitimatefear.” Pressing my lips just below his ear again, I tried to make sure he knewI wasn’t angry. “But did you handle it right? Did keeping all this from yourMaster make you feel better or worse?”
Sucking in a breath, he forced out theanswer. “Worse. I wanted to be honest.”
“Why?” Nibbling on the shell of his ear, Irocked my hips against him to nudge the plug.
Ridley gave a low, needy sound, but heanswered, probably wanting to get it all over with so he could come. “Becauseyou’re so nice, and I wanted you to hold me and tell me it would all be okay,but you couldn’t.”
And there it was.
“I think you would’ve felt a lot betterafter your spankings and our scenes in general if you’d been honest with me.”It wasn’t really a question, but he nodded.
“That’s what Asa said.” He took a deepbreath. “He said if you were a good Master, you’d want to help me becausethat’s just part of what makes a good Dom.”
He was a bit unique, but Asa was rarelywrong.
“Then do you think you need to bepunished?” Stroking my hands up his chest, I pinched his nipples again. “Do youneed me to remind you that you belong to me…that you want to be my good littlecockslut?”
Whimpering, he nodded. “Yes, so I’ll stopfeeling guilty?”
“Yes, baby. You’ll feel better after takingyour punishment.” Mentally and physically, once he got to come. “You’re goingto suffer for me and then once I know you’ve learned your lesson, it will allbe over.”
A shiver raced through him, but no matterhow nervous he was, his cock was still rock hard. “Thank you, Master.”
