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“Ignoring the penis part, it looks like simple fun. The Dom-handler-person gets to relax and pet his puppy, and the puppy gets to run around and play and get turned on.” The more I watched, the more I understood why Cash thought I’d like it, but the less I understood why he thought I’d get upset at him for thinking I’d like it.
Overthinkers were confusing and made everything stressful.
Even playing fetch.
“So one guy is the human in charge, one guy is the pup and gets to pick out how cute he wants to look, then they play?” That was it? “Are we sure there’s not a bigger part of this that you don’t think I’m ready for? I am. I’m not going to get startled.”
Well, maybe a little depending on what it ended up being but not much.
Bates cocked his head as he leaned around Cash but didn’t confess anything right away. So maybe he was trying to figure out how to explain the stressful part?
Cash just frowned. “Like what?”
“I don’t know.” This just couldn’t be all there was to it. “Brady started off by telling us he liked playing because it was relaxing, then he mentioned the age play thing, and then he talked about the age sliding around a bit and diapers and Daddies. People start off saying it’s just a little odd then they start easing you into all the bigger odd parts.”
Everyone did that.
Cash was just blinking, so I looked over at Bates who shrugged and seemed to struggle to answer my question. “I can’t think of anything else with the pups that would be like that. They play. They get attention. They cuddle or wag themselves into an orgasm.”
Pausing, he frowned and thought about it for a moment.
“The most stressful thing I can think of would be the pups who go to places like a BDSM club or meet up to play with other pups somewhere.” Bates gave Cash a side-eye as I scrolled past a few more pup accessories. “Some people don’t like public scenes.”
Would Cash mind my having a public scene?
Would I have different outfits for public scenes?
Was I supposed to look nicer when other people could see me?
Was I supposed to look naughtier when other people could see me?
Was it like going to a regular club and showing off a great ass by wearing the perfect jeans?
I knew Cash wasn’t the type to show off how sexy he was when he submitted, but what if I showed off how cute I was?
Ugh. Every time I thought we got closer to my spanking, something else we needed to talk about came up. It was like some kind of trick question that we’d never get to because the talking part would always get in the way.
“I don’t know what I feel about public scenes.” I knew that was okay but it was nice when Bates nodded and smiled. “But we can figure that out later. We’ve got spankings and things like that to figure out first.”
And it would probably be good to figure out how we all felt about the pup thing too.
“One thing at a time, right.” Cash took a deep breath and seemed very focused on the screen even though I knew it was making him strangely nervous. Maybe he was nervous because he was turned on? “Um, what…what do you think about the pups?”
Had I not been clear on that?
“As long as there’s nothing crazy no one mentioned already, I think it looks fun. Easy fun, not the complicated kind that comes with a lot of rules like those big board games one of Brady’s brothers likes.” Anything that came with that many instructions was not fun.
Cash actually laughed as he nodded. “I agree. He’s crazy.”
For some reason that made Bates nearly giggle, but he leaned in and distracted me by hugging us both. “Simple fun is the best kind.”
Cash seemed like he’d finally relaxed but quickly went back to wiggly and weird. “So they’re fun but…but what else?”
He was overthinking this, but I wasn’t sure what the right level of thinking would be, so I just started rambling and tried not to worry about it. “Um, I liked wagging my pretend tail before. It was funny to see your reactions and the pup looks like he’s enjoying himself, but I’m not sure how he gets in that headspace? That’s what it’s called, right?”
I probably should’ve waited for them to do more than nod, but I didn’t because it felt like Cash would start to worry again if I stopped.
“I don’t know how you pick out what kind of pup you are or what hood to get—there are a lot of options here—and I’m not sure what else I’d do besides play fetch? I don’t want to make you worry about it or just weird about it and I don’t know how to fix that either.” What else? “Oh, and what if I come? I think you’re going to end up seeing my penis if we do this. And do pups get punished for making a mess or rewarded?”
