Page 78 of The Best Bad Decision

Atlee sucked in a breath and squeezed his eyes tighter like he was trying to keep them from rolling round like dice. After a few moments, he came back down to earth and peeked up at me. “You…it…that…”

It was almost a question but I knew what he wanted, so I nodded. “That’s right. I patted your cage to help you be my good boy.”

Atlee blinked up at me like I wasn’t speaking English, and whatever was going on inside of him, his submission wrapped tighter around him. “Masters…they…Masters do that.”

“Correct.” Did he understand what he craved or was it tucked away in a separate part of him? “Sometimes caged boys need help remembering the rules and their manners. You were trying to hump and demand attention to your penis. That’s not something we’re going to do.”

Pleasure or maybe submission rolled through him again, giving him a soft, sweet look. “No humping…I’ll…I’ll remember that.”

Kissing his cheek again, I smiled. “And when your naughty penis tries to make you misbehave, I’ll give him a tap and help.”

“Help…you’ll…you’ll help.” Atlee was barely hanging on to reality as he stared down at the cage. “You’ll help before I’m naughty?”

Oh yes.

“Of course, baby.” Rubbing my hand over his cage, I made a pleased sigh that got another whine out of him. “I’ll make sure you’re my good boy, so I’ll…”

Pretending to think about it, I perked up after a few seconds. “You’ll ask for taps about once an hour. That way we won’t forget and you’ll get the help you need.”

He was so gone he didn’t blush, but his mouth fell open, which might’ve been a better reaction.

When that was all I got, I wiggled the cage and gave him the most innocent smile I could muster. “You give me the best ideas but taps will have to wait because I have a dirty boy who needs getting clean.”

Blinks.

All he did was blink.

This was fun.

If his brain didn’t work, he couldn’t worry, so I gave him another kiss. “We’re going to get a shower, then I’m going to get you a drink of water unless you need it right now.”

Atlee generally wanted to be clean once he got to this point, so it usually rated higher than hydrating.

He nodded.

Bingo.

He was processing.

“Off the bed, baby. We’re going to get a shower.” Shower. Hydrate. Dessert off his chest, possibly. “We’ve got time for a bit more fun after that but then I’m going to snuggle you like a big ol’ body pillow while we go to bed.”

Snuggling was the best.

A tiny smile peeked out as he sat up and climbed off the bed, but he was still wonderfully wrapped in subspace. “I’m…I’m going to be your pillow?”

“You’re going to be a lot of things for me, baby.” That got a cute blush, making me wonder what’d crossed his mind. “But in this case, yes. You’re going to be a wonderful pillow, all naked and perfect to wiggle against.”

That seemed to get a reaction because his body stiffened for a moment before his hips shifted. His cage had gotten tighter. My boy liked something about that plan. “All you have to do is let me snuggle you as we go to bed. If I wake you up with my cock in you in the middle of the night, all you need to do is spread your legs for me and relax your hole.”

Okay, maybe I should wait to drive him crazy until he wasn’t walking.

He caught himself on the frame of the doorway into the bathroom, but his legs had gone adorably wobbly very quickly. Glancing over at me, words escaped before he seemed to process what he was saying. “You’ll really use me like that?”

The awed hope in his voice said it was a fantasy he loved even if he hadn’t thought it was possible.

“Yes, baby.” Kissing his cheek, I patted his ass to help him remember how he’d just been used. “At some point I’m going to roll over and slide my cock into you. But I know you’re going to be a good boy and give yourself to me.”

He blinked a few times before he managed to straighten. “Yes because…because I belong to you.”