Page 65 of Dear Daddy, Please Want Me

Levi shivered, nodding against Saul’s hand.

“I’d like to blindfold you, too. When I know you better, I’d like to play with some other sensory deprivation, but right now I want us to be able to hear each other.”

“Thank you, Daddy.”

“I’d like to use my crop on you. Mark your gorgeous skin.”

This time Levi moaned.

“Any health concerns I should know about?”

“Nope.”

“What are your safe words?”

“Red and yellow.”

“Good boy. We’re still learning each other, so just talk with me. Let me hear you, but also let me know what you like. Alright?” Not that Levi had shown any hesitation in voicing his opinions in the past.

“Yes, Daddy.”

“I’m going to get a few things set up. Why don’t you come over and watch?”

Levi grinned up at him and scrambled off the floor to hover next to him.

Saul was glad that he’d guessed correctly. Levi wanted the mystery, but even more, he wanted to be involved and he wanted to stay close.

Saul grabbed the pile of nylon and velcro straps from a box in his closet and started laying them out horizontally on the bed, spaced about six or eight inches apart.

“Ooh! Are those for me, Daddy?”

Obviously, but Saul didn’t say that. Whether Levi was seeking affirmation or was just excited, his feelings were more important than any logic. “Just for my boy.”

“I can do these ones.”

“Go ahead. Put the shorter ones at that end.” The longer straps, intended for Levi’s torso, were around five feet long, but there was a set for his legs that were closer to two feet.

Saul would have thought that having Levi help would take away some of the awe and thrill, but Levi looked almost reverent as he placed the straps. He ran his fingertip down the soft velcro of the last one, like it was something to remember and treasure.

“Lay down when you’re ready. On your back.”

Levi climbed gingerly onto the bed. Some of the straps shifted and pooled together but they could be fixed later. When he settled into the middle, he looked up at Saul beatifically.

“Color?”

“Soooo green.”

Saul knelt on the bed and wrapped the first strap around Levi’s shoulders, just above his nipples. He settled the next one just below.

The next three followed easily. Belly. Hips. Thighs.

That was when Levi started to squirm. The last strap both trapped his wrists, leaving his arms completely immobile, and gave a hint what was coming for his legs. It also landed just below his exposed cock. But was he squirming because he was uncomfortable or just to test the limits of the bonds?

“How are you doing, baby? Anything too tight?”

“No, Daddy. It’s perfect. More, please.” That sounded like Levi. Squirming just to see if he could. Just to know that he couldn’t move.

Saul secured the final three. Just above the knee, just below, and ankles. There was one strap that he hadn’t used and he was about to toss it aside, but he realized it could serve a better purpose. Lifting Levi’s feet, he tucked it into the ankle strap and then secured it to the bar at the foot of the bed.