Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
“Yes, Owner.” His sigh made me giggle, but I held still while he started loosening the back. “I’ll be good.”
“I sincerely doubt that.” His dry, growly tone did naughty things to me…so he might’ve been right. “You are most definitely the most innocently naughty sub I’ve ever seen.”
Aw, he really got me.
Yep, he was definitely going to be my Owner.
“Thank you, Owner.” That got another huff, but I ignored how dramatic he was and held still until the corset came loose. When I raised my hands up, he made a pleased sound and slipped it over my head. “See. I’m very good.”
He snorted.
Owner was very dramatic, but I was a good sub and pretended not to notice.
“Owner? Do you have a bathroom or a shower or baby wipes?” I was sparkly and beautiful, but I wasn’t sure getting it on my clothes was a good idea…and then there was the cum.
He made a growly noise that was sexy, but I was very well behaved and just waited. “I don’t think baby wipes or the sink is going to fix this.”
Probably not.
“My apartment is on the other side of the building.” He huffed and looked slightly confused, like he wasn’t sure how I’d ended up this dirty. “You can use my shower.”
Looking down at the streak of cum on the floor, he shook his head again. “I will clean this up once we get you in the shower.”
“Thank you, Owner.” If he wanted to pretend we didn’t know how his doll had gotten dirty, well, that would be fine with me. I liked playing make-believe. “Sometimes toys just end up dirty.”
As I shrugged, he folded his arms and gave me a look that said I wasn’t behaving again. “Yes, it’s magic.”
Yep, and having a sexy Owner helped too.
A sexy Owner with a soft brush…who knew that could be so erotic?
I’d always thought only the hard ones could be fun.
“Just one second.” Owner was back to looking very cute and frustrated as he put his camera and things away very efficiently.
He was even faster than Roman. But then again, I was more well behaved than Eli so that helped too.
I was such a good doll.
“Let’s get you cleaned up.” For some reason, Owner shook his head again. “You can get cleaned up.”
“Thank you, Owner.” Being horny still seemed to make it hard for Owner to think because he sighed again, but eventually, he swept his arm toward the door and barely held back his teasing grin.
He thought I was so cute.
Roman was so smart.
As he led me toward the main room, and we weaved our way through the building, he was sweet and picked up my clothes and phone so I didn’t get anything sticky or glittery. He was a very thoughtful Owner. He didn’t even leave his toy’s clothes lying around.
“Owner?” When I paused, he turned and raised one eyebrow, looking very sexy and stern. “I’m hungry. Are you going to feed me?”
It really seemed like something that should be his job.
“Yes, I should probably feed you.” As he turned back and kept walking, his tone kept up the same rough sound that I loved. “But we’re going to have a conversation about a few things while we eat. Including this Owner business.”
Giggling would probably not be the right answer, but he was so cute when he was gruff. As I answered, I managed not to laugh, but I knew he could hear the naughty grin in my tone. “Yes, Owner.”
He sighed.
No giggling.
No giggling.
“You are a very naughty doll.” His words said one thing. His tone said another…and peeking around him to look at his front…yep, his dick sided with his tone, so it seemed like I didn’t have anything to worry about.
He did the eyebrow thing again as I straightened and bounced along sweetly. “Stop that.”
Cocking my head and shrugging, I knew I looked adorably sweet. “Stop what?”
He couldn’t fuss at me now without saying penis, so I was pretty sure I was still safe from being punished.
Yep, he sighed.
He was a lot like Roman…but less screamy and not quite as dramatic.
Owners were clearly much better than Doms.
“Owner?” I almost forgot my question as he led me through a door where an apartment magically appeared. “Oh, this is nice.”
Owner had very good taste.
A sea of browns and blues made the room look warm and inviting and he had blankets and pillows everywhere. I’d never have to put on clothes and I’d still be cozy and warm. It was perfect.
“You have a very pretty house, Owner.” Once I was clean and wouldn’t make a mess, I was going to jump on his big brown couch and sink into all the cushions.
“Thank you.” His smirk was back, but he didn’t shake his head, so I thought we were making progress. “The bathroom is this way. I’m going to let you use mine because the guest one doesn’t have anything to get you clean.”