Page 58 of Hog Tied


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“Haven’t had time. Not yet.”

“Okay, make him do that. That’s first. Make him sit and list them on paper, not the computer. That’s cheating. He should get a little writer’s cramp from it, making the words himself.”

“Okay, can I list this stuff with my phone?”

“Sorry! Yeah, yeah, of course.” He stopped and stared down at me. “Sorry if I’m being bossy.”

“I need a little bossy right now.”

“Good, because I don’t think I can stop. I’m on a roll.”

I smiled at him. “Good. Continue.” I took out my phone and started taking notes as he began listing things I had to get in order.

“Once he’s got his limits, you make him a set of rules, and they have to be things you can live with. If you can’t stand making him do it, don’t. Then, implement them.”

“Like…what rules? You have to remember, I’m only used to doing scenes, not day-to-day stuff.”

“Right, right,” he said, then stopped pacing again. “Chores, of course. You said you wanted him to run the pig business, so add that, cooking, cleaning.”

“Cooking, no. He’s terrible. I can add learning to cook.”

“Do that. Uh, let’s see, oh! What should he wear?”

I gaped at him. “Wear?” Then I thought it over, all the skimpy outfits Theo had worn to get my attention. It would be nice to have a choice for once and feel him up in those short shorts. “Wear…yeah. Okay, got it.”

“That you can do right away, and I know you because I’m a guy that likes to see some ass. Do it for your taste for everyday wear, but when you punish him, make sure it’s something he’ll hate.”

“Lots of ideas there. Anything not silk.”

“We had sweet little loincloths at the dungeon for the slaves to wear if you need any ideas.”

I pictured Theo in one and felt my dick considerably like that idea. “I’ll mark it down.”

“Punishments and rewards. Those are especially important, especially with a brat like Theo. The thing is, I’m not sure pain would be a good punishment. I think he may like pain. Not sure.”

“Yeah, me either. Theo gets hot thinking about it, but pain makes him holler like I’m trying to kill him.”

Ryan chuckled at me. “Yeah. He’s a whiner. Maybe punish him for that. I’d pay you.”

“Don’t tempt me.”

“These are all a good start for both of us. You’re right, Hud. I need to revamp things with Brett now that we’re free.”

I smiled at him, waiting for him to realize what he said.

He sat right on the floor, actually falling more than sitting. “Did…I just say I felt free?”

“You did. And you haven’t even been to your new home yet.”

Barking a laugh, he said, “Well, shit.”

“Brett is pleased. He loved the place. I think you will too. You can run naked everywhere, and no one would see you.”

“That would be fun. Free. Damn.”

“Maybe you and Brett…you’ll want to lay off this?”

“No,” he said definitively. “I asked him before we left. We might slow down some, but it’s part of us. It was before the dungeon. In prison, where we met, he did what he was told. Sure, it was for safety then, but it gave him wood.”

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