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“Y-yes, Sir.”
***
Dallas took a seat on the couch in my office. She folded her hands in her lap. I hated how nervous she looked, but pulling her onto my lap while we negotiated wasn’t the best idea.
“Okay, baby, can you tell me what you’re hoping for in this relationship?”
“Is that what we have now? A relationship?” she teased with a sassy little grin.
I laughed. “Yes. I’m never letting you go now.”
She flushed, and it was so damn endearing.
“What are you looking for in a Daddy?”
“You.”
I smiled,reached forward, and stroked her cheek gently.
“That’s not a very descriptive answer.”
She giggled.
“But itisyou! You take such good care of me. You always put me first. You’re all stompy and growly when you’re worried and you’realwaysworried because you’re so overprotective. You make me do what’s best for me, even when it’s so very hard. You care about the little things too, like last night when you got Teefs out of the truck for me because I was worried about her. You are the definition of a good Daddy…”
“Well,thatwas a very good answer.”
“What are you looking for in a Little?”
I laughed because the urge to say “you” was strong. She stuck her tongue out at me, letting me know she knew what I was thinking.
“I’m looking for a sub who will love me with her whole heart. One who is respectful, silly, and kind. A Little one that will bloom under my dominance. Definitely someone who has beautiful brown curls and an even more beautiful heart.”
I grabbed a binder off the shelf and moved my desk chair to sit in front of her. I pulled out a form of limits and handed it to her. “If it’s a hard limit, I want you to mark it red. If it’s something you’d like to try, but aren’t sure of, I want you to mark it yellow. If it’s something you know you would like, mark it green. I know it might be a little hard to fill out since you haven’t been intimate with anyone. I just want you to do your best, okay?”
“Okay,” she said as she took the form and started to shade in the boxes. I did the same.
I noticed she hesitated on a question. “You good, Bitty?”
“I’m not sure about some things. What if there are two answers?”
“What do you mean?”
She frowned. “Maybe I’m doing it wrong.” Her worry bothered me. I hated for anyone to feel unsure. The form could be difficult, and it was hard to ask for what you needed sometimes.
“What question has two answers, baby?”
***
Dallas
I loved that Pike didn’t make me feel stupid. I felt dumb, but at least he wasn’t making it worse.
“Well number four asks about blood play. I don’t want to be cut or anything, but I don’t mind…I don’tthinkI’d mind being bitten or something.”
“Then on that one, you can mark it yellow, and we’ll discuss it.”
“Oh, duh,” I said. How embarrassing.
