Page 71 of Experiments in Love
Amazing. It was like a theater production. Well, if they could handle theater, they should be able to work with science experiments.
“Now they’re doing aftercare, right?” I knew the answer but the question still popped out anyway.
Anson didn’t mind, though. He kissed my neck and answered me just as softly as I’d spoken. “Yes, that’s why they closed the curtain. That’s the intimate part which is just between them.”
“I think that’s sweet.” It might not have been the right word, but it felt close. “They share stuff with their friends and then they keep some stuff just for them.”
“I agree, but I’m not sure Francis would.” Anson chuckled when I sighed and leaned into him. “He seems to be more of theprivate all aroundtype.”
“Sometimes that’s frustrating, but it’s okay if our friends need different things to be happy.” It was just hard sometimes.
“But we can make other friends that like the same things too.” Anson nibbled on my ear. “Like Conner. How about we ask him to help us meet even more friends that you might have things in common with?”
I knew what that question meant, but I shivered before I could get the words out. It made Anson chuckle again and Conner turned to us and gave me a wink. But shivers wouldn’t get me what I wanted, so I used my words. “Yes, please.”
Okay, I used a couple of them.
That was enough for Anson, though. He kissed my neck one more time then gave my ass a pat as he inched back. “Good boy.”
I’d definitely been using the plugs wrong.
Every time he patted my ass or did anything that made me clench, it sent sparks through me. Anson said I just hadn’t been moving around enough to begin with but I was pretty sure it was because I hadn’t found my Master yet.
“Thank you, Sir.” Once I could think clearly, I’d probably remember what I was thanking him for, but all my brain wanted to do was ramble unhelpfully.
I had a lot of opinions on the people around us and the way the dim light and the thumping music made me want to move against Anson. I even had a lot of thoughts on Conner’s clothes and how confident he was about showing off his penis and if he really was a sub.
Master had said he was but I wasn’t sure I could see it.
But subs came in all different flavors—Anson and lots of the people I’d started meeting online had agreed on that.
Conner would definitely agree on that too.
Oh, we were moving.
We were moving back toward the main lounge?
Conner giggled as he came back to my side and wiggled close again. “Depending on who we run into, I’m going to introduce you to a few people and then you’re going to go play in the window room. Spankings are a fun way to start a scene.”
I was going to get spanked and thensomethinged?
Then we’d start our experiment?
I peeked over at Anson to see him wearing a naughty grin. I must not have been subtle enough because his eyes sparkled as his gaze met mine. “You have the prettiest ass, baby.”
The desire radiating from him had me clenching down on the plug and the sparks came back, so I clenched again.
Yep, I’d needed a Master to make the plug work.
“So I’m going to show it off, but first, we’re going to play a game.” Anson was starting to look very Master as Conner giggled. “Let’s see if you can find Jasper. If you can, then you’ll get to come during your spanking. Anytime you want. You don’t have to wait at all.”
Oh, the but was going to be big.
“But?”
My question had Conner doing a wiggly happy dance. “You’re so cute. Butt.”
He was so silly.
