Page 7 of Learning to Change

Both.

Joel was really good at manipulating us and he was that innocent.

“I’m so excited.” He was wide-eyed and wiggly as he turned around to smile at me. “I’ve never been dominated. What are you going to do?”

“We’re going to play a game and see if you like having a little weewee.” Yep, I was amazing.

Joel nearly melted and I was pretty sure the only stiff part of his body was under my fingers. “That’s so amazing, Master.”

Yep, even he knew how amazing I was.

“You’re such a good boy.” He definitely deserved a reward…I was going to figure out how to shop for a cock cage for my slut. “Let’s show Dean your little cutie.”

That got another excited squeal from Joel and he turned back around to smile at Dean as I gave his balls a tiny tug. “Eek.”

The sound was more like he saw a spider than he was actually hurt, but it made Dean’s eyes go wide. But before either of them could figure out how to respond, I’d wrapped my fingers around Joel’s slightly softened erection and turned my hand into a cock ring.

Perfect.

“Look at how tiny it is, slut.” Joel’s drama was cut short as he looked down in awe. I’d done a badass job of hiding about half of his dick under my palm, and with the slightly soft thing going for it, his cock looked about half its normal size. “Show Dean your little cutie.”

His cock throbbed against my hand and tried to get harder but I had it good and trapped. Joel shivered and couldn’t look away. “I’m so…it’s so…oh look, Dean.”

Our worrier didn’t have any idea what to do.

“It’s…it’s adorable? Yes, it’s adorable and so tiny.” Dean’s brain was starting to function just enough to let him know he was watching something amazing…but thankfully, it wasn’t working enough to freak him out.

He could do that later once he’d seen this was the best idea Joel had ever had.

“Give his cutie a little pet. We’re going to find a cage for him because subs with a cutie like this don’t need it to be hard.” I was really glad Joel had been doing nothing for the past week but sending me weird dirty links because it meant I knew exactly how to Dom him without having to strain my vodka-soaked brain.

Thinking would come later once I was sober.

“I…” Dean’s hand stopped mid-motion and he blinked a few times like his brain was doing that swirly thing computers did when they broke. “He needs to be confident…and…and he has limits.”

“And safewords. We did that too, remember.” At least, I was pretty sure we had.

Ha.

They both nodded, so that conversation hadn’t just been in my head…or with one of the neighbors.

They were fucking weird but really well educated on crazy shit.

“As your Dom, I’m telling you to pet Joel’s cutie and tell him how tiny he is.” Orders were fabulous.

Dean whimpered and squeezed his legs together as his hand started moving again. “He’s so tiny and cute, Sir.”

Joel shivered again and his needy sound was louder than Dean’s had been. “I…you’re…”

Thankfully, Joel’s lack of a full sentence didn’t freak Dean out and our nervous sub didn’t stop again. The desperation in Joel’s voice spurred him on and Dean’s worries seemed to vanish as his finger started petting just the head of Joel’s cock. “Shh, it’s okay. We really like your cutie. It doesn’t need to be big to make your Master happy.”

He’d read the website too.

I loved it when we all knew what we were doing.

Joel whined and tried to wiggle. I knew Dean would lose his shit if I let Joel fall, so I held him tighter but that just made both their dick’s jump.

Oh. That was cool as fuck.

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