Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 57876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
“I can do that.” Yes, that wouldn’t be hard. “I’ll tell you how I like to sleep.”
I managed to do that in a reasonable way most nights, but I wasn’t going to confess about the times I’d fallen asleep on the couch because going to bed was sometimes hard.
Nope.
I wasn’t going to confess those bad decisions unless I absolutely had to.
“Good boy, my human.” After giving me a pat on the head, his limbs went to work stripping me.
There wasn’t much to take off, just my shirt and my socks, but somehow removing those made me feel much more naked. He didn’t miss my shiver or the way my dick tried to puff up and his my human is doing something interesting look came back. “My Theo?”
Before he could figure out how to ask the question that was forming in his head, I just answered. “I liked being fully naked in front of you. It made me feel…”
Telling him I felt more naked wouldn’t make any sense, so I tried another way to describe it. “It made me feel more submissive. I think because you’re wearing clothes still, but I’m not sure why exactly.”
I wasn’t sure if that would confuse him but he made a quiet, understanding sound. “Humans often have emotions and desires that cannot be accurately explained or quantified. We will catalog the event and note repeat sensations moving forward. Data will provide us information. Do not worry. I will understand you.”
He looked entirely too passionate about understanding me.
Oh, my desire was going to be Master’s new project?
There was nothing logical to say to that without sounding paranoid, so I nodded. “Thank you, Master.”
More neon flags.
I was starting to see why Nicholas had talked about setting boundaries so many times.
Still looking pleased as punch, Master puffed up and reached for the shower nob. “You are welcome. I am highly adept at research-based decision-making. It was my specialty before I became a leader.”
Fuck.
I’d found a fucking scientist.
“What kind of research decision-making did you do?” That might not have been the right question to ask but it was the closest I could figure out as he steered me toward the shower and pulled back the curtain.
“Let me evaluate my word knowledge.” Looking adorably thoughtful, he helped me into the shower and closed the curtain just enough that we wouldn’t flood the room as he reached his tentacles inside of it.
As he turned me in the spray and wet me down, he made thinking sounds that were so cute I couldn’t help smiling.
“The human delight at water-based activities and play is fascinating. You are not…there is a word…aquatic?” He clearly thought I was happy because of the shower but I wasn’t sure telling him he was cute would come across right.
“That’s the right word.” Yep, vocabulary was a better topic. “I’m not sure why we like being in the water so much. I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone try to explain that.”
“We shall study the topic.” Reaching for the shampoo, he took control of my body and tilted my head back.
It was the weirdest shower ever, but the way he controlled everything that was happening was doing crazy things to me. I wasn’t sure if it should’ve been pushing me toward subspace but it was. Master didn’t seem to question it, though. He just made pleased sounds as he went back to our original topic.
“I do not have the correct vocabulary to explain it in the right details, however, a close description would be to say I evaluated projects to determine which would be most useful.” He didn’t seem to mind not having the exact word that time.
“I know what you’re talking about.” I cleaned the office of the guy who did that for the university. “I think we call it different things depending on where the job is, like if it’s for the government or the university system. That’s an important job.”
Because scientists couldn’t always be trusted to logically know where the money should go.
Master puffed up again as he started massaging shampoo through my hair. “I am pleased to see that you understand.”
And he was pleased that I thought he was smart.
“You’re used to making lots of decisions for people.” Closing my eyes as I tried to keep my moans to a minimum, I ignored the shiver that raced through me. “I’m not sure if it’s logical but I think that makes me worry less about wanting you to make decisions for me.”
I wasn’t exactly a job but it kind of felt like his hobby was making decisions.
And I was definitely a hobby.
One that could take up a lot of his time if I played my cards right.
His thinking sound made me smile. “I’m glad to make you worry less. I am also realizing that decision-making is another activity that brings me happiness. You are very smart to help me with that, my Theo.”