Ridley bucked against me, but since thatwasn’t his safeword, I tightened my hold. “Sir…I…”
“No, what are you going to call me when Ihave you restrained and hard?” That got another embarrassed sound from him, butit was pure sex as he ground his ass on my lap.
“I know how hard you are. Do I have toprove it to you?” Was that what he wanted, my touch?
Shifting my arms so one hand was free, Ikept him pressed tightly to my chest and started caressing down the sexy blacktank top he was wearing. When he didn’t immediately admit his desire, I sweptmy hand lower on his torso.
As I cupped his erection in my palm,lightning seemed to shoot through him and he moaned. “If you come, you’ll bepunished. I won’t have a naughty boy.”
That didn’t seem to help his ability tobehave, but the way his dick jumped under my hand said he liked the fantasies thatwere running through his head.
“I’ll be good, Master.” Gasping out thewords seemed to take more effort than he’d expected because his expression andjust the way he held himself said he was surprised.
“I’ve already explained that you will bepunished for disobeying.” Kind of. We’d at least discussed the variety ofthings I thought were reasonable punishments, and he’d agreed with them.
The low whimpery sound that escaped him asI held his dick tighter said that he remembered that part of the conversation.Actual CBT was on the back burner because he had no idea how he’d feel aboutbeing spanked, much less anything stronger like cock and ball torture, but hehadn’t said no and I had a feeling he was going back to that conversation.
“I remember…I…” He sucked in a deep breathand let it out slowly. “I remember, Master.”
To reward him, Iloosened my grip and stroked over the head of his cock. “You want to be my goodboy, don’t you?”
Everything I knew about him said he was apeople pleaser at heart, so I wasn’t surprised when he nodded. “I do…I will…”
He was so hard and just so turned on ingeneral that getting a more comprehensive sentence out of him would bedifficult, therefore I didn’t even try. “Then all you have to do is be obedientand never hide how something feels. I want to hear every moan and every gasp.Pain or pleasure, every sound belongs to me.”
Just like his orgasms would one day.
But for the time being, we were still goingto negotiate that based on his schedule.
It wasn’t as fun as knowing he couldn’tcome unless he was with me, but I’d known going into this that compromiseswould have to be made. However, just looking at his face and seeing the passionand emotion etched into it, I knew he’d be worth it.
“Yes, Master.” The light teasing strokeshad him fighting to stay still as well as talk, but he was doing remarkablywell.
“Good boy.” Wishing I had something to tiehim up with, I quickly thought about how to continue the impromptu scene. “Ithink I’m going to like rewarding my good boy.”
The tempting mention of a reward hadanother shiver racing through him and he moaned, not trying to hold back thesound any longer. “That’s right. All that need and desire belongs to me,doesn’t it?”
Ridley’s head bobbed up and down, and as itbecame clear that I liked hearing his moans, that seemed to push his passioneven higher. “Do you want to please me? Does my boy want to make me happytonight?”
Sucking in a breath, Ridley nodded andsquirmed. “I…yes…please…”
“You couldn’t decide earlier how you wantedto be used, so I’m going to decide for you.” Just the knowledge that everythingwas out of his control had pleasure rushing through him.
I’d learned the hard way that not everyonewho said they wanted to submit actually meant it, but the relief and desirethat went through the sweet boy when I said I’d take control made it clear thathe’d known exactly what he needed.
What was going on in his personal life thatmade everything so hard?
“Lean back.” Shifting him so his head wasresting on the arm of the couch and the rest of his body was draped temptinglyacross my lap, he closed his eyes as another shiver raced through him.
I had a suspicion my sexy sub liked feelingas if he were on display.
Deciding to play that up, I took his handsin mine and brought them over his head until they were resting on the couch.Pinning them to the soft fabric with one hand, I caressed over his chest withmy other. “Keep your eyes closed and your hands right here. If you move, I’m goingto stop.”
Just the idea that I could stop mid-orgasmhad his entire body tightening. “I’ll be good, Master.”
Stroking over the tight shirt, I teased athis nipples and just let him get used to my touch before I spoke again. When hefinally started to relax, I pinched one nipple. His gasp and the way he archedup to beg for more made his opinion on nipple play perfectly clear.
“Yes, you’re going to like it when Itorture these tight little nubs.” Letting my claim to his body out through myvoice, I pinched the other and chuckled as he gave a low whimper.
