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“Do you have a safe word?” I asked hoarsely. “You know, a signal for me to stop if it gets to be too much. Just one word, and I’ll stop. I mean, I’ll stop if you say stop, but—” I was rambling, and I cut myself off, half-afraid of what the answer might be.

Adrian nodded, finally looking confident. “I read… That’s… Yes. Um, red, please.” “Red,” I repeated, nodding. “Yellow, then, if something gets close to being too much, okay?”

It was fucking leash training. What was going to be too much about that? Everything.

My hands were shaking as I picked up the collar, and I knelt beside him, stroking his hair again. “Good boy,” I praised again as he stilled, letting me put the collar on him. And fuck, I was glad these pants were roomy, or I’d have been fucking uncomfortable.

I scratched lightly behind his ear, and slowly, I started to regain my confidence. “Stay,” I ordered him. I grabbed the leash. “You want to go for a walk, Pup?” I asked, running my fingers over the metal of the leash’s clasp.

He looked at me, confusion and longing on his face, then nodded hesitantly and quietly.

If we were going to do this, we were going to do this.

I tilted my head. “Is that how puppies say yes?” I asked him, quirking a brow. “I think you can do better if you really want to go for a walk, hmm?”

He looked down at the floor and a low whine escaped him. It was just the barest hint of a sound, but it was something, so I just waited… then a little bark followed. It was so quiet I almost didn’t hear it. His face flushed red and his head dropped with his clear embarrassment.

I didn’t want to push him too far, but the sound made my cock throb. “Good boy,” I said instead, smoothing my hand over his hair. “Such a good boy for Master, Pup,” I told him.

It was too easy to fall into this, to tumble down this path like I was Alice going down the rabbit hole. But he was going along with it, and I didn’t want to stop until he told me to.

I clipped the leash to his collar, again praising him. “Up,” I urged him, and I wanted so badly to slide my hand along his side and coax him into the best position. “We’ll take it slow today, Pup. I know you’re just learning,” I said, going for a tone that was as soothing but firm as I could. “Can you take a step toward me, Pup?”

Adrian shifted to all fours cautiously, watching my reactions. He gave another low whine, and I reached out a hand to caress his head, trailing my fingers down his neck to trace around the collar.

He leaned into my touch and I could see some of the tension leaving his body. It wasn’t much of a change, but it felt huge, like he was starting to trust me and see me as his master. I was heading straight to hell, but he was too sweet like this to pull away from. I had to see where this went, and backing away was quickly becoming impossible.

“Good. So good for me,” I said again. He’d said he liked that, the reassurance and the praise, and I found that I liked offering it to him.

It was a heady feeling, watching him surrender to me and knowing he was relaxing instead of tensing up.

I let out a little more slack in the leash, letting it drape between us. “Stay,” I told him firmly, taking three steps back, four, enough to where the leash was almost pulled taut. He stayed. Not only did he stay, but I could see something blossoming on his face that I couldn’t have explained if the world had depended on it.

I swallowed hard again, trying to clear the lump from my throat. I was breathless as I repeated, “Stay. Good boy.” I waited several heartbeats, but he just sat there, looking at me trustingly, waiting on his master. “Good boy.”

He blinked at me, giving me a long thoughtful look, then barked. He blushed and looked down at the floor, then peeked up at me through long lashes and watched my reaction. He was clearly reaching out, but fuck if I knew where it was going.

“Shh. Stay.” I gave him a look I hoped was encouraging. I waited a few more heartbeats. Finding the fine line between helping him navigate the world of puppy play and abusing his trust was… frustrating, to say the least. “Okay,” I said with a beckoning gesture. “Come.”

Adrian moved forward awkwardly, getting closer to me then stopping and waiting for a second before moving toward me again. It took longer than it should have for him to reach me, but by the time he was kneeling in front of me, I could almost see his ass twitching like there really was a tail to swing back and forth.

I wouldn’t want to see a mask, though; I wanted to see his face as he watched me, wanted to see the anticipation and the bliss and the awkward fear that was fading by the second.

“Such a good boy,” I said again, scratching behind his ears. He responded so beautifully to those words, gave in so easily. I wished I had something to reward him with, but all I had was this.

All I had were words, and the hope that I didn’t shatter his trust in me. The longer we went on, the more relaxed he became, and I could see the effect it was having on him. I didn’t want to stop. I wanted this closeness, this trust, to go on forever.

Chapter 7 Adrian

I wasn’t sure how we’d gotten to this point, but I didn’t want it to end. It was… peaceful. There was nothing else to worry about — no bills waiting to be paid, no homework to finish or dishes to do, no future to plan. All I had to focus on was listening to Master’s voice and following his instructions.

It was so easy and so perfect.

When Master finally reached down and took off the leash, it made me freeze. I whined low, trying to make him understand. Master just looked at me, cocking his head to one side.

I wasn’t ready to let go of whatever it was I’d found.

Master straightened, the leash in his hand. “Do you still want to play?”

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