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“I think that’s a very good plan.” Tweaking one nipple between my fingers, I kissed him again and teased over his balls. “And I have a very brave boy for making sure I knew what he was thinking.”
Mostly.
I had some questions still, but I was confident all it would take was a few frustrated rambling sessions for me to get the rest of what he was thinking.
But Ruslan’s relief at that part of the conversation being over was obvious as he let out an exhausted breath. “Thank you, Master.”
Drama queens made the cutest subs.
“You’re welcome.” I thought he was at his limit for heavy conversations, so I kept my mouth busy with kisses and nibbles as I slowly washed him and ran my hands over every inch of my needy boy.
Of course, all that attention just made him even needier and he was inching toward desperation and subspace as I finally turned off the water. “Let’s get you dried off.”
He made a valiant effort to help me, but his hands were shaking and I wasn’t sure he was really tracking everything we were doing because he looked like it was taking more effort than I realized.
His brain seemed to clear a bit as we stretched out on the bed, probably because he didn’t have to think about moving or making decisions any longer, but that clarity quickly evaporated as I reached down to pet his cage. “I’ve loved seeing you locked up.”
Kissing his forehead, I trailed my fingers over the cage and around the base of his dick to make sure I kept it at the front of his mind. “I loved knowing you gave me control over your cock and I even get to decide how you get to come since you’ve been so good this weekend.”
Ruslan shivered, rocking his hips forward and whining softly. “I…I was very good.”
Kind of.
Nodding, I kissed his cheek. “You were. You were the best cockwarmer when I was studying and you were a beautiful statue when I was making dinner.”
Somehow just having to stand there and look sexy for me had completely fried his brain. I’d pick at why later, but it’d been fascinating and erotic to see him get so turned on doing so little.
“I’ve loved how submissive and helpless it made you.” Another cheek kiss had him blushing and squirming. “And you were adorable when you blushed and got embarrassed every time you had to look at your cage.”
He’d mostly gotten used to it by Sunday, but just mentioning how shy it’d made him to begin with had all that wonderful emotion flooding through him. His cheeks got even redder and he whined as his gaze dropped down to watch my fingers trail over him. “I…I like belonging to you, Master.”
I hoped he realized how much that meant to me and what I thought it really meant to him, but I wasn’t going to push him to analyze things at that moment. No, it was time for his reward for being so patient.
Bringing my lips to his, I kept the kiss light and soft as I slowly caressed him, always going back to the cage so he wouldn’t forget how soft and helpless he was. When he whimpered against me, I kissed his jaw so I could tease him again.
“I know you’re looking forward to getting your cage off, but did I tell you about my dream last night?” It took him a second and a few more kisses before he could shake his head. “I was your Dom but it was more of a Master and slave relationship. You were caged full-time and you had a thick collar to make sure everyone knew you were mine.”
He jolted but the desire that flashed through his eyes said the fantasy didn’t scare him too much.
“Should we play that out on one of our hideaway weekends? Maybe for spring break or as my graduation present?” Moving down his neck, I kissed around the base by his shoulders where a collar would sit. “A thick play collar and a leash. I’d just call you slave because you wouldn’t need a name.”
Ruslan sucked in a breath, pushing me to continue the fantasy as I slipped my hand under the pillow and pulled out a small container of lube. “I’d keep you plugged and ready as often as I could.”
Thankfully, it was easy to open with one hand so I kept caressing him and kissing him as I lubed up my finger. “I’d have to plan how I’d use my slave, but there are so many options.”
He whined, inching his legs open wider as I brought my hand between them and teased one lubed finger over his needy hole. “Master…”
“That’s right.” Kissing his cheek sweetly as I barely inched into him, I loved the way his entire body seemed to clench. “I’d be an even more special Master if you were my slave. There are so many ways I could control you.”
His brain seemed to fill out some fascinating options judging by how red his face got. “But…but not too many? Not…not embarrassing things?”
Oh…
Frowning, I shook my head sorrowfully as I started shallowly fucking him with my finger. “I couldn’t promise that. It’d be my special reward, remember?”
And he’d already listed off several things on his limits list that I thought could be considered embarrassing under the right circumstances and with the right fantasy going.
