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Sometimes it’s a struggle to remember what he wanted, what they told him he wanted. He does want to be cherished, pampered, and cared for, and surely he’s always wanted that. But mostly, Craig thought about what he’d give, not what he’d get in return.
He’d be submissive and wanting. All the time. God knows he spent a hell of a long time thinking about that. But whether he got someone kind or strict, mean or even a little cruel, he didn’t let himself decide.
His Daddy waits for an answer.
“S-Strict Daddy,” Craig confesses. “That’s what I want.”
“Want or need?”
“I don’t know,” he says.
“Yes, you do.”
He nods in agreement, hiding his gaze as best he can. He has to give this to his Dominant. “Need… Daddy.”
“Good boy.”
Something like relief moves through him and settles some of the anxiety.
Sam takes Craig’s chin in his hand again and demands he meet his gaze. “That’s interesting,” he says, peering into Craig’s eyes.
“What… Daddy?” The word feels different now, harder to say, more right. The amount of lust and dominance his Daddy is radiating is making everything difficult.
“Your pupils dilated. Let’s talk about masochism. Was that discussed for your reward requirements?”
“It wasn’t. Not really. But I… am.” He pulls his chin out of his Daddy’s grip, looking away because the shame is overwhelming.
Sam doesn’t lower his hand. It stays where it was, palm open and waiting for Craig to put his chin back where it belongs.
“I didn’t let you go,” Sam growls.
Weakness, humiliation, and lust explode inside him. This is what he was made for. This is his real purpose. Craig lifts his chin and gets ready to put his chin back in his Daddy’s waiting hand.
His Daddy will wait until Craig submits and obeys.
The truth of this moment becomes a crystal-clear thought in his mind: I can’t go back.
When Craig does this, he won’t be who he was before. He won’t be someone who only ever had fantasies of submitting and being utterly dominated; he’ll have knowledge. He thought it was intense before, but something has changed, clicked into place in his brain and heart and all throughout his body.
The hint of aggression in his Daddy’s tone isn’t just hot and exciting, it’s right.
It’s safety.
In his heart, it feels like love and devotion and everything he’s always wanted.
“Fuck,” Craig gasps.
Sam’s gaze slides down Craig’s body, hot and possessive, as if he’s imagining coming all over him and using him up.
“Who am I?” He’s staring into Craig’s eyes, flat and gunmetal gray, cold and hungry, and definitely at the end of his patience. “I’m done waiting.”
Craig gives in, lowers his head, and rests his chin on Sam’s hand again. “You’re everything. You’re my Daddy.”
“There you go. And there goes the stress and tension. Look how content you are to give yourself over. Who are you? You’re my submissive boy. Daddy will give you everything. You deserve it, baby.”
Craig’s lower lip trembles.
Sam leans in and kisses him softly on the mouth. “Yeah, that’s hard, isn’t it?” he murmurs.
