Page 61 of A Little Christmas: Rivi
Rivi pressed against my chest.
“What do you say to that, Rivi?” I asked.
“’Kay. Thank you.”
I smiled at Ozzy who took a few running steps toward Trent, grabbing his hand as they headed toward the front of the line at the bar.
“Well, that all went pretty well, I think.” I moved the bottle back toward Rivi’s mouth.
Rivi grunted and, instead of the bottle, latched onto my bared nipple.
Well, now that was a pleasing surprise. I leaned back and tried not to come in my leathers.
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Rivi
Ihad no idea what I was doing. It was easier to not think. So far, so good.
I sucked at Daddy’s nipple with all the happy feelings coursing through me. And it was all okay because I was with people who accepted that. And me.
I didn’t look Uncle Trent in the eyes, though. I’d work on that.
Briar kept petting the back of my head and calling me a good boy. I let the sounds of the party envelope me until I became more and more comfortable.
After a few minutes, I was able to let go of his nipple and lift my head.
“I’m ready to look around now.” My voice wasn’t as garbled now.
“Okay.” Briar spoke softly. “There’s a play area for littles you might like. Even a giant rocking horse.”
“Is Ozzy there?”
“Yep. And Maddy, too. And a couple of others but I don’t know their names.”
“Awesome, Daddy.” I stretched my legs. My energy picked up. “Let’s go.”
We walked around the huge space. I clutched my bottle and bear with one hand and held Briar’s hand with the other. There were alcoves that were semi-private with plush couches. But the main stuff, the BDSM equipment, was public.
When we’d walked in, someone was being flogged on the cross. He wasn’t there now, but as we walked by I saw another sub standing in front of it as if waiting to be fastened to it. He was very cute.
I held Briar’s hand as we approached the breeding benches. No one was using them at the moment. I didn’t really understand them. There were two different kinds. I walked over to one and tilted my head, looking it over.
“Have you seen one of these before?”
“Nope. I think I need a diagram. I don’t know how it works. This one sort of looks like gym equipment.”
“Yes. The sides move up and down. And the top tilts. You straddle it here.” I showed him. “You can choose to have restraints at your ankles and wrists.” I pointed to the one next to it. “This one is probably more comfortable.”
It looked like a two-sided couch. It was red.
“Oh, I see. This one you can lie on and your knees go here.” I pointed.
“Right. There are many styles. Some people have them in their bedrooms.”
“I never thought about that.” I looked up at him. “Thank you for explaining.”
We walked over to the rigging that hung from the ceiling. “And this?”
