Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 66863 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 334(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66863 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 334(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
“Okay,” I told him and, when he cocked a brow over his glasses, I added, “Sir…” and then, “Is this my punishment? The cleaning?”
That didn’t feel right. It didn’t feel like enough. I wouldn’t learn my lesson from this.
“No. The cleaning is your responsibility. It’s like the schedule I gave you during the week. You’ll have responsibilities every day, Jared. I think you need them. Plus, I had work to do and what would you have done while I was busy?”
Driven myself crazy. Overthought everything. Likely tried to leave.
But I knew he understood without me telling him. It was why he’d told me to clean in the first place…it was for me.
“Thank you, Sir, I…” I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what I felt. This was a lot to take in.
“It’s fine. Now go do the laundry, please. I’m just about done here.”
“Yes, Sir.”
I stripped the bed and started the laundry. Kieran was closing his laptop when I got back into the living room. “Is there anything else you need me to do?” I asked him.
He stood, wearing his sweatpants again, which made my nakedness suddenly more obvious.
He put his finger under my chin and tilted my head up. “Do you like swimming, boy?” he asked.
“I love it.”
“That’s what we’ll do then.”
What about my punishment? The moment the thought hit, I pushed it away. Punishment was the last thing I should focus on right now. Maybe he’d changed his mind. “Thank you, Sir,” I told him and realized I was excited to swim. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d done something I enjoyed like that.
He lathered sunscreen on my body and then instructed me to do the same to him. There was a pool out back that I hadn’t known he had. We spent hours outside in the pool and then sunbathing.
Kieran wore a Speedo and when we were out of the water, he had me wear a jockstrap. We were tucked away in the woods but still there was a part of me that felt nervous or strange being naked, or in a jock, outside. Eventually I realized I enjoyed it—having my ass out for him to touch and look at whenever he pleased…and he did.
He often rubbed my butt, patted or squeezed it.
“This will be how it is when you’re caged,” he’d told me. “Your dick will be locked away, but your ass? I always want access to that.”
I’d leaked in my jock when he’d said those words.
What was he doing to me?
After swimming, he gave me another task and I couldn’t quell the excitement over it. I cooked dinner and we ate at the table together again. Kieran asked me to do the dishes and I’d quickly done that too.
When I finished, he was sitting on the couch in the living room, reading a book. He wore his glasses again, taking them off when he set his book down.
“Go into the bathroom. There are anal douches under the sink. Clean yourself, please.”
My hole clenched. A tingle started at the base of my spine and shot through my body.
Yes, yes, yes.
He was finally going to take me and I couldn’t wait.
CHAPTER TWELVE
It was embarrassing to clean out my ass while I knew Kieran was waiting for me. It shouldn’t have been. It wasn’t as though that wasn’t a natural part of anal sex, but the times I’d actually been taken, I’d come prepared ahead of time.
My stomach twisted in knots as I got ready…but intermixed with the embarrassment and nerves was excitement. This overwhelming sense of need that I wasn’t sure I’d ever experienced before.
I wanted him. There was no denying how much I wanted him. My body was on fire for Kieran.
When I was clean, I slowly opened the bathroom door. Somehow, I’d known he’d come into the bedroom…that he would be lying on the bed waiting for me.
“I’m done…Sir,” I said as though he didn’t know. I wouldn’t have come out if I wasn’t.
“Come.” Kieran turned to sit on the edge of the mattress. I walked over to him on shaky legs and he said, “Turn.”
I did that too. I had my back to Kieran now. He ran a hand over the globes of my ass, and I trembled.
I was going to be putty in his hands, I knew it already. Part of me didn’t like it, and wanted to fight against this building need inside of me, but my skin was hot and my insides shook and my dick was so incredibly hard. Now, in this moment, my desire won out.
“Bend over, Jared. Spread your legs. Let me see your pretty little hole.”
What. The. Fuck. I blanched. “You want me to bend over and show you my asshole?” Granted, I didn’t have a lot of experience but this wasn’t typically how things went down for me.