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“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good boy. Did you like having my mouth on you? My fingers? My cock?”

“I—oh!” He gasps, because Robert's fingers come out of him. Robert brushes his thumb over the opening and puts his hand on Logan’s ass possessively. “I love knowing that you want me. I need that. Maybe in a bit, I won’t need it so much, but right now… I liked all of it. I really liked….”

“I want to finger you some more. But I’m also so hungry I could gnaw my own arm off.”

“I’m starving, too. But I just wanted to say I like you touching me. Waking up and you doing that, I like that a lot.”

“Hmm. Well, I’ll have to be a little careful so you don’t get too sore.”

“Don’t worry about that.” Logan blushes and presses his face down again.

Robert hums. “You want to be sore?” he asks, double-checking.

“I want to be wanted. And I want to be in no doubt that what I have is what you want. Being sore is a reminder of that. I’d like—” He risks a glance.

Robert nods encouragingly. “Tell me, sweetheart. I want you happy.”

“I’d like to get to that point where I think ‘maybe he’s too into my ass.’”

“Will you be able to tell me if you’re too sore?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Then that’s what we’ll do.”

Logan kisses him, feeling like the luckiest submissive in the entire world. They get up and he thinks they’re going to take a shower, but Robert gets the enema kit out and instructs Logan on exactly what to do. Which is embarrassing and shocking. He can’t even look Robert in the face, it’s so mortifying.

“Okay, you can go now.” He tries pushing Robert out the bathroom door.

Robert doesn’t move an inch. He tilts Logan’s face up so they’re making eye contact. “I’m letting you do this alone, but I suspect that in a week or two, you won’t want to do this without me. You’ll want Daddy’s help with everything, even the most intimate things.”

What is he supposed to say to such a statement? He blinks and his Daddy smiles at him, then kisses him gently on the mouth. “This is Daddy’s hole now. We’re going to keep it clean and ready for my cock so I can have you anytime and anywhere.”

“Oh,” Logan sighs, a thousand images in his mind, as he parts his lips and tries to suck on Robert’s tongue.

“Don’t touch your cock, understand?”

Logan whimpers, which is enough of an answer that Robert chucks him under the chin and releases him. That small gesture is so infantilizing and controlling that he almost drops to his knees.

Robert chuckles and leaves him to it.

The enema is intense and strange. He’s halfway to subspace and he hasn’t even finished taking all the water. Can he ask for help? What if he doesn’t even make it a week before asking for his Daddy’s guidance?

He wants to ask, but doesn’t have quite enough confidence yet. Next time. As soon as he’s finished he goes out to Robert, hiding against him.

Robert laughs, holding him in his arms. “Are you shy now? What a good boy. Did you get all cleaned out for Daddy?”

“This is a lot, Daddy,” he whispers.

Robert makes a sound that’s pretty close to a growl, and then he’s got Logan bending over so he can inspect him and insert lube into his hole. Logan trembles and has to lie down on the couch, it’s all so overwhelming.

He gasps when the cool lube spills inside of him, and then he’s pulled onto Robert’s lap and given time to settle down. “I can feel it,” he whispers.

“Do you like it?”

“I don’t know. It’s all I can think about.”

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