Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Releasing his cock, I brought my hand up to his lips. “You have two options, pet. You do a good job of cleaning your Master or I have to explain to Derek how you were naughty and made a mess.”
That sent a jolt of desire through him and his dick jerked, making a valiant effort to rise to the occasion. Both options seemed delightfully dirty to Finley, but his tongue flicked out, licking his cum off my hand as he whimpered and sank into a beautifully submissive headspace.
When I was clean and our entertainment had separated so Sean could sneak out the front without actually having to figure out how to talk to Finley, I eased my hand away from his mouth and gently cupped his jaw to tilt his head. “Who do you belong to, pet?”
His soft sigh and wide eyes had me brushing my lips against his. As I straightened, he was still wearing the same romantic expression. “You, Master. I belong to you.”
“Good boy.” Kissing him again, I held him in place as the back door opened. Finley couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to come again or hide, so I kept his focus on me and made the decision for him. “Do you remember on the drive over when I told you how excited I was to show you off? How I wanted my friend to meet my good little slut?”
A thousand expressions flashed over Finley’s face. The ones I caught were bouncing between thinking I was the most romantic Master ever and that I was probably evil. He finally settled on embarrassed acceptance that had his cock trying to get hard again.
“Yes, Master.” Relaxing into my hold, he closed his eyes before widening his stance and pushing his hips out to put his sexy cock on display. “I like making you happy, Master.”
Utterly perfect…for me anyway.
“You also like it when special new friends know what a sweet slut you are, don’t you, Finley?” With Finley preoccupied by trying to decide if he was going to die or orgasm again, I glanced up at Derek and winked.
He was wearing a similar romantic expression to the one Finley sometimes wore, but this time I knew it was because he thought we were the most romantic thing he’d ever seen.
It was nice to know he was just as crazy as Finley.
My sweet slut finally nodded, sighing dramatically. “Yes, Master, but only if he thinks it’s not impolite.”
Derek’s eyes danced with laughter, but it was gone in a flash as Finley finally worked up the courage to peek open his eyes. When their gazes met, Derek let him see heat and acceptance and something wicked as he gave him a naughty smirk. “I love making new friends, cutie.”
Dragging his gaze down Finley’s body, his eyes lingered on Finley’s cock long enough to have the naughty little thing trying to fill. Derek shook his head and gave Finley a you’ve been naughty expression. “I went to a lot of trouble to make sure your little guy was very content when we met, naughty boy. Don’t make me get out the ice cubes so we can get you the right size cage.”
And Finley was somehow hard again.
And possibly in love with Derek.
Luckily that would only last long enough for me to make sure he knew Derek was a switch. Then my sweet slut would be all mine again.
Whimpering softly, Finley looked down at his cock like he wasn’t sure how his half-hard erection had gotten there. “I’m sorry. I’ll be a good slut.”
It was so nice seeing him get along with my friend.
Chapter 17
Finley
Master knew the most amazing people.
Derek was fascinating, but the way he bounced around the store and shifted between submissive flirt and sexy Dom had my head spinning…and it left my cock very confused.
The poor little guy was going up and down like a naughty yo-yo.
It was exhausting.
But it was fun because Master kept me steady and made me feel safe. I didn’t even worry when he left my dick out. Derek had just smiled at me and said we were going to have fun wrapping up my cute little guy.
Of course that made it hard for the little guy to stay little, which was how I’d come to have Master’s fingers wrapped around my soft cock like my own personal restraint.
It was so humiliating that as soon as he let my dick go it was going to blow up like a balloon. We both knew it too because Master kept kissing my cheek and reminding me.
He was feeling very…helpful?
“Don’t worry, pet. I won’t let you embarrass yourself by getting hard again until we’ve found the right cage for you.”
Yes, Master was very helpful.
As my face tried to decide if it could get any redder or not, Derek smiled and bounced over with a clear cock cage. “Here we go. Let’s try this one. As long as the measurements you sent me were correct it should fit perfectly.”