Page 33 of Only One Tent
Well then… “Good, boy. Let Daddy show you a good time.”
We checked in and walked through the club, my hand at the small of his back. I didn’t bother stopping at the bar or tables,nope. I walked straight through, across the dance floor and right to the door of No Limits. Inside, we gave up our phones and did breathalyzer tests. Standard for entry. No drinking and playing at Afterglow. The owner, Braxton, wouldn’t allow it. Skyler stepped up, following the rules without question. “So you’ve been back here before, too?” I asked as we headed down the hall to the private room I’d reserved.
“Uh. Only to watch. And with Danny.” He shrugged like it was no big deal, but if that was the truth, it was about to become a big deal for him. I opened the door and motioned for him to enter first, then I locked the door behind us.
Skyler gulped, looking around the room. At the far end was a niche with a queen-sized bed sticking out of it. The blanket on top was black and it had a red sheet folded over where it had been turned down. Two matching red pillows were at the head. But I didn’t want to use that. I was more interested in the padded table in the center of the room. Skyler looked at it, trailed his finger along it as he moved farther inside, but he was looking at the side walls. They were padded with plenty of spots to tie or cuff someone. There was a Saint Andrew’s cross tucked into the far side as well. It was a smaller one and was also padded like the walls and the table. Adjacent to the cross was a section where a variety of equipment hung. It included straps, cuffs, light chains, whips, and floggers. A pretty chandelier hung over the center table. Not too low, though.
“Wh-What are we going to do here?” Skyler asked.
I patted the table. “Jump up here.” We sat side by side so we could talk, because we needed to be clear with each other first. “What do you want to happen tonight?”
He shrugged. “Well. Sex. But…” He glanced at the walls, the cross. “I don’t know about all this other stuff.”
“Is that a no to all of it?”
He shook his head. “No. No. That’s not what I mean. I just don’t know, like, what it is, what it’s all used for. I mean I can guess, but…I probably I need to know what you’re going to do with it first.”
“That’s fair. What if I wanted to tie you to this table, tease you and fuck you?”
“Tie me?” He rubbed one of his wrists with the other.
“Have you ever been tied like that before?”
He sucked his lip into his mouth and blushed. “No, but…”
“But what?” He didn’t answer, instead he looked at his feet. “Would you like that?”
He gave me another shrug. I couldn’t tell if he was excited or only embarrassed. “Maybe. If I trusted that person.”
“Do you trust me?”
He turned sideways on the table and crossed his legs. “That’s a tricky question.”
“One we’re circling back to since our trip, right? Do you still not trust me?”
“I…I trust you more than I did. And I trust you won’t hurt me physically. But emotionally? I’m not sure.” Now he pulled both lips in between his teeth as if to keep himself for saying more.
“I don’t want to hurt you, baby. I want to make you feel good. And I want to see if this…” I waved around the room. “Is something you want. Something you can trust me with.”
He stared at me hard, and I let him look as long as he liked. I let him take the time he needed. He took so long, I was waiting for him to say no and walk out. But he didn’t.
“Okay.”
“Okay?”
“I’m trusting you. I want this. I don’t want to be hit. That doesn’t do it for me. But the rest. Yeah…”
“No impact play. Got it. You trust me on the rest of it?”
“Yes.”
I smiled. Couldn’t help it. My dick went rock hard when he said that one little word. I was going to take this boy through the paces and see what he had inside him. “Stand up.”
He jumped to his feet and looked at me with challenge in his eyes. Oh, my boy was going to get bossy. Impact play wasn’t the only way to punish a mouthy boy. “I’m ready. Daddy.”
That was even better. “Good. If at any time you want to stop, just sayred. Okay?”
“Red, got it.”
