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I felt faint.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Greid
“Greid?” Beryl asked cautiously when I didn’t speak. All the blood was rushing from my brain further south. “Is that what you’re interested in?”
“Y-Yes,” I rasped.
Was this actually happening?
“Okay. Good. Me too.” Beryl was all business, which made my cock buck again as she sat back and pulled out her phone. “I made some notes while I was reading up on it yesterday. The internet is incredible, huh? I found out so much.”
“Uh, yeah, it’s… great,” I managed, furtively trying to adjust my dick as it threatened to poke out the waistband of my boxer briefs.
Beryl noticed, but said nothing, just tugged a blanket out from under her and handed it to me. I took it gratefully and draped it over my lap.
“Okay.” She peered at her phone screen. “So before we do anything, you know, of that nature, we need to establish what exactly you want.” Glancing up at me, she added, “I wouldn’t want to be your Domme twenty-four-seven, like in our day-to-day lives. Is that okay?”
“No, that’s fine,” I said quickly. “I wouldn’t want that either.”
I loved the dynamic we had already in that aspect—how easy it was to live with Beryl, how much I enjoyed having her here.
“Well,” Beryl said with a tiny, crooked smile, “except for maybe texting you and telling you to do something in preparation for sex.”
I gulped. “That… that’s fine.”
She nodded, looking back down at her phone. “Okay, great. Now, you need to establish your safeword.”
I blinked a few times, excitement rising up in my belly and chasing away some of my nerves. Oh god, for the first time I would actually need a safeword.
“You don’t need to pick it right now, obviously, but—”
“Broccoli,” I blurted, then ducked my head as my ears fluttered wildly.
I’d had a safeword picked out for years that I’d never had the opportunity to use or even bring up. I’d spent a long, long time fantasising about situations where I might have to use one. Not wanting to use it, obviously, but… being in a position where the safety net of it was there. Being in a position where it was necessary.
“Okay. Broccoli.” Beryl smiled at me when I glanced up at her through my eyelashes. “So if you ever say that, it means everything stops. Not just during sex, Greid. I mean, like, if I’m asking you things or talking to you about something you’re not comfortable with, just say that word and the conversation will stop with no questions asked. Including this one.”
“Oh. Okay.” That made me relax considerably.
In fact, having Beryl take charge of this conversation was helping a lot. It wasn’t feeling so scary, almost like we were just discussing my preferences for food or TV shows or whatever.
“I know this might seem kind of intense when we’ve only, you know, done stuff once.” Beryl gave me a tiny smile. “But it’s important to me to know what you want, Greid. What I can and can’t do in the… heat of the moment.”
“No, I know. I appreciate it.” I shifted. “But what you want is important to me too.”
“We’ll get to that.” Beryl looked at her phone again. “Okay, so are there any kinks or fetishes you want to explore?”
Oh shit, back to nervous. My dick wasn’t nervous though, still steadily hardening. “Um…”
When I went quiet, Beryl set down her phone. “Why don’t I mention some… observations I’ve made? Will that help?”
“Yeah.” I sagged in relief, even as I wondered what she might’ve ‘observed’. “Okay.”
“Well, I noticed that you seemed to like it when I pinned your wrists down.” She watched me carefully, but her freckled cheeks flushed pink when she added, “And… when I called you a good boy.”
I went a little light-headed, more blood rushing to my cock. “Y-yeah, I-I like both those things.”
