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“It seems like I’ve been voted to be the Handler in this exploration, so that makes me your Dom.” Kind of. I wasn’t sure I was dominant enough to be given that label, but I seemed to be the only one to see it that way. “And just in case you didn’t realize it, part of my enjoyment is going to be making you squirm.”
No point in hiding that, I liked it when he got wiggly and embarrassed, I’d just never had the chance to see it through to this point.
He’d always just been Ender before…but this was a new side of our relationship.
“Also, don’t forget, I’m very focused when I have a job to do.” His groan said he’d just remembered that.
It was definitely a fatal flaw in his plan for including me in this new project, but he had a safeword, so I wasn’t worried.
I was confused…but not worried.
“Right now, my brain is fixated on how you’d react as a pup in that situation.” At the current moment, several of them were chasing after a ball and it looked like chaos. “Both tails wagging as everyone watched you, but you’re still running around and playing. Personally, I think it would be frustrating, but I’m not the pup, so I’m not sure my opinion on that really matters.”
“I…” Ender swallowed, completely focused on the pups. “I think your opinion matters a lot.”
I wasn’t sure how much to read into that statement, so I tried to do my best. “Well, my opinion might matter on what kind of games we’d play and how I’d take care of you.”
What else was involved in being a pup?
“But things like how you sink into your headspace and what is frustrating versus enjoyable isn’t something you can change very easily.” Or at all? “Then there’s the fun playtime versus you need to be punished, and that would affect the situation too.”
Ender went still again and I could almost hear him swallow. “Punished?”
What exactly was his question?
“Yes, correcting negative behavior or asserting my dominance when that’s been questioned.” Right? “If…hmm…let’s say the excitable puppy down there had been naughty and orgasmed when he shouldn’t have.”
Ender couldn’t seem to decide if he was going to die of embarrassment or giggle, so I just let him squirm and try to figure that out as I went on with my example. “His Handler might decide to use the…the interior tail and the running as a way to remind him that his orgasms don’t belong to him. Who knows, we can’t see well enough to know what’s on his penis. He might have on a cock ring.”
That might’ve pushed Ender’s brain a bit further than it could process. His mouth dropped open and he was just blinking as he watched the pups play.
Okay, when he could function, we’d do a check-in…once I figured out how that should look.
More research was definitely necessary.
Chapter 5
Ender
Orgasms belonged to the Handler?
Correcting behavior?
Cock rings?
We really couldn’t see enough about what was going on to know how true Leif’s guesses were, but my dick didn’t know that and neither did my imagination.
“I need you to tell me if we should back off of this particular topic or if your reaction is because it’s surprisingly arousing.” Leif’s utterly rational question made me realize how still I’d gone.
I knew I was probably freaking him the fuck out, so I took a breath and tried to function. His comment didn’t help, though. “Checking for myself at this point seems like it would be crossing a line…or maybe several.”
That got a laugh out of me and I could finally get my mind to stop whirling.
“You think?” My slightly sarcastic tone had him chuckling too.
“What would Eli say to that? Hmm? Then tell me if I should know it would be an overstep.” His smart-ass retort had me groaning, which pleased him to no end. “Yep, now, would you like to answer my question?”
“No, but I’m not sure the alternative is a good idea.” It wasn’t until he let out a quiet laugh that was definitely on the wicked side of things that I realized what I’d said and how it could be taken. “Don’t read into that. My brain isn’t working.”
