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Wasn’t making him orgasm the goal?

Logic still wasn’t adding up but it might’ve been because he kept petting me. “I’d have fun not letting you come tonight but you probably wouldn’t.”

Not come?

“Hmm…” His fake thoughtful sound made me just nervous enough that I knew he was going to say something confusing or dangerous. “Or maybe you’d like that.”

Both.

“That’s not enjoyable.” Right? Men complained about blue balls, they didn’t deliberately seek them out. “Either way…either way I’m not getting punished.”

Yes, that was the important part.

He smiled.

If he wasn’t careful he was going to train me to worry every time I saw it, like some kind of fucked-up Pavlov’s dog situation.

“No punishments tonight.” His sweet tone didn’t help my worries. “But everyone is different…you might like the idea of getting me off with your mouth or your ass and then staying hard.”

What?

People did that?

“You might find it relaxing.” Barely caressing around my ear, he caressed my neck as he brought his other hand up to my chest. “You might like that heavy, needy feeling.”

His tone said he thought that would be reasonable.

“It might help you keep that wonderful submissive feeling even longer.” The wandering caress on my chest kept moving lower, making it impossible to follow along completely. “You might love making me happy so much you want to suffer for me.”

Oh.

I’d seen that.

The context had just been…

“You’re so hard for me, baby.” He squeezed just rough enough my thoughts shot around like pinballs that were lighting up every nerve in my body. “I can’t help wondering what you’d look like with a cock ring keeping you displayed for me.”

Displayed?

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His wide eyes and stunned expression said he was curious about that, at the very least.

“You’d…” Atlee paused, swallowing hard as I massaged his erection. “You’d…you’d like that?”

It was an interesting question and I answered it with a nod. “Yes.”

There was no point in hiding that, especially when it left him sexy and stunned. After a moment, he licked his lips. “What…what would you do?”

Assuming he meant after the ring was around him, I stroked him over his clothes and made sure I looked thoughtful as I considered the question. He seemed visual in a way that he needed to see my thoughts to keep his at bay. Closing his eyes after the scene had completely fucked it up before. “I like you kneeling for me, but it would be better if you were naked and displayed.”

The matter-of-fact tone might’ve been what did it for him but I couldn’t be sure yet why his cock tried to jump out of his pants. His confused expression said he might not know either. “Is…is that common?”

His questions made me really curious about what kind of research he’d been doing, but I was glad I could answer without having to get creative with the truth. “Yes. Subs are generally arranged or displayed in ways that please their Dom. It can be by being naked or with clothing. Poses and specific rules might come into play as well. I’m not one for a lot of rules, but I’m going to enjoy making you look even sexier for me.”

He blinked a few times before glancing down at himself. “I saw a sub online who liked rules and seemed to need them to be happy.”