Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Maybe part of him had known that he’d say no. Otherwise why would he have brought this vibrating butt plug with him?
Who was he kidding? He’d have used it on his boy anyway. But he’d likely have let him come.
Yes, his poor, poor Pup.
He tested it, making it buzz.
“Sir?” Brody called out.
The Fox glanced over, making sure he wasn’t looking. Then he picked up a small tube of lube and popped it into his pocket before walking back to Brody.
“Are you nervous, Pup?” he asked.
“No.”
Liar.
Smack!
Oh, that was fun. He could grow addicted to slapping his boy’s ass.
Smack!
Yes. Definitely delicious.
“Do you want to tell the truth now?” he asked.
“It is the truth.”
Smack!
“All right!” Brody said. “I’m slightly nervous.”
“Good boy.” Although it would have been enjoyable to turn his ass completely pink.
There would be other opportunities. Seemed like his Pup was always earning a spanking.
Mind you, there were plenty of times that his Bunny had done something naughty, but he’d yet to punish her.
He knew he had to take things slower with her after everything she’d been through. It was difficult. But the restraint he showed was truly heroic.
Leaning in, he placed kisses down the other man’s spine. Brody stayed still, letting him play. Reaching around, he took hold of his Pup’s dick. It was long and hard. Perfect. He ran his hand up and down the shaft, jacking him off for several long moments.
“Sir, please.”
“Are you close?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Good.” He removed his hand.
“No! What are you doing?” Brody asked.
“Teaching you a lesson.”
“What?” Brody turned his head to look back at him.
Smack! Smack!
His Pup’s ass definitely looked pink now.
And fucking delectable.
“Did I say you could move?” he growled.
“No, Sir.”
“Good Pup. Now, for moving without permission I ought to not use lube.”
“You have to use lube,” Brody said in a tight voice.
The Fox had to grin. And his Pup thought he couldn’t joke around.
“Ah, if I must.” He drew the lube from his pocket and put some on the tip of the plug. “But I don’t see that I should have to when you’re being punished.”
“Sir,” Brody groaned. “There always has to be lube. It’s a hard limit.”
“Huh. Noted. Now, bend over slightly, then reach back and part your ass cheeks.”
“I cannot believe I’m letting you do this to me,” Brody muttered.
“You need it. You need someone to take charge, don’t you?”
“Yes. I like having someone else in charge. But that doesn’t mean I need a freaking butt plug in my ass. Or for someone to work me up, then pull away.”
Brody stepped back, then bent over. His hands drew the cheeks of his ass apart. The Fox ran his wet finger over the other man’s back hole. Slowly, he pressed his finger into the other man’s ass.
“Sir,” he moaned. “Please, can I touch myself?”
“You may not.”
This really was a high. It was like all his senses were heightened. He could easily become addicted to the power.
He also had this overwhelming desire to keep this man safe. To make him happy. To put his needs first.
It wasn’t something he had a lot of experience with.
But it tempered the God complex that threatened to overtake him. He heard Brody’s breath hitch and he added another finger.
“Fuck, your ass is so hot and tight, Pup.”
“Please, please.”
“I bet you need to come, don’t you?”
Brody nodded.
“My poor boy. So needy.” He drew his fingers out.
“Nooo.”
“Shh. It will be all right. Eventually.” He pushed the tip of the plug into Brody’s ass. “Nice deep breath, Pup. I have to prepare you for my fat cock, don’t I? Will my dick be the biggest you’ve ever had?”
“You know it is.”
“I know, but even a Dom has feelings, you know? I might have needed some validation. A stroke to the ego.”
“No, you don’t.”
No, he didn’t. He already knew he was magnificent. It was all part of his charm.
And he was charming. Ask anyone.
Well, anyone who was alive.
Likely the dead wouldn’t have anything nice to say about him.
“Deep breath. Relax. Be a good Pup for Sir,” he said in a low voice as he slowly pushed the plug into the other man’s ass.
His dick was hard again and feeling jealous of a piece of plastic.
“Let go of your ass cheeks.”
Brody sighed, releasing his ass cheeks so the end of the plug peeked out. Engraved in the end were the words, Sir’s Pup.
He had another one in his bag which said Papa’s Boy. But that was for another day.
“Good Pup,” he told the other man. “You can stand up. You took that so well.”
“Does that mean I get your dick soon?”
“Soon,” the Fox promised, turning him to face him.
Leaning in he kissed the other man, grabbing his chin with the fingers he hadn’t had up the other man’s ass.
“Can I come now?” Brody asked when he drew back.
The Fox smiled. He knew it probably looked slightly deranged. “Oh no, boyo, you don’t get to come.”