Page 25 of The Toymaker
“I want Kit to read with me.”
Trig hesitated. “Okay, he can read tonight with you since you like his present. What book do you want?”
“The one on my bedside table. It’s myths and legends.”
Trig fetched the book, handed it to Riju, and leaned over to whisper to Kit. “Thanks.”
Chapter Six
Trig called Kit into the main part of the shop the next morning after he’d finished cleaning up the kitchen after breakfast.
“What’s Riju doing?” Trig asked after Kit came up to him behind the counter.
“He’s downstairs, Master. He said he had to sand a paddle.”
“Oh, yeah. I did tell him to finish it. I forgot.” Trig leaned back in his chair. “Relax for a bit. I wanted to bring something up. You said you were bratty with Perry. You’re pretty well-behaved with us. Any reason?”
Kit had never imagined being asked why he was behaving. “Uh, I guess because the rules are strict, and I haven't been here that long either. Also, the whipping I got on the first day was pretty convincing.”
Trig snorted. “Okay, but that was more of a mistake, and you learned. A slip-up doesn’t mean you’re a brat. Anyone can make a mistake. If Riju drops something, or if I miscount someone’s change, we’re not being disobedient on purpose. We made a mistake. You slipped up and haven't since. Were you like that with others? How you were with Perry, I mean.”
“Erm, no.”
“What was different about them compared to Perry?”
“Those relationships were shorter, and I didn’t live with them. Sometimes I’d stay over for a few days. With Perry, I was a slave for twenty-four hours a day in his home for about a year.”
“How did you feel about it? Was it something you agreed with?”
Kit nodded. “I like being owned, and I prefer it because I’d rather be available for the Master at all times for anything-sex,cooking, or whatever they want. I love being a full-time slave, and it was great to do it for more than a few days at a time too.”
“Do you need it?”
“Well…kind of. If I were married, I think I’d prefer something…looser? I guess that’s the right word.”
“What do you mean?”
“Depending on the other’s job, two incomes might be better. If both are working, it shouldn’t just be one person doing all of the cooking and cleaning unless one is doing more work or a really physical job. I think it’d be like burning the candle at both ends because work can take a lot out of you. I’d still like to be a slave, but with marriage, I think the structure would need changes.”
“That makes sense. What else was different with Perry?”
“The others were more affectionate, and they gave aftercare. Perry wasn’t the kissy and huggy sort, so I didn’t get much affection at times, and he said bad slaves don’t deserve aftercare.”
“Riju told me. You believed him? When did you start misbehaving?”
“About six months in.”
Trig thought for a moment. “I don’t think Perry was right for you.”
Kit shifted his feet. “I wasn’t being right for him. The slave is supposed to do what the Master wants, and I was acting up.”
Trig tilted his head. “I think it’s because you were craving attention and things you want. You weren’t getting those things from him. Kids are similar at times. They act out because even being snapped at or whatever is a form of attention. No matter how hard you like being used, or how much of a painslut you are, you’re not an object, and people need intimacy. I let Riju do more of the aftercare stuff because I also think it’s good for him to have another to interact with, and he also enjoys affection,but we wouldn’t be taking good care of you if neither of us did anything and treated you purely like an object. Didn’t you think it was kind of odd of him compared to previous relationships?”
“I did at first. He said my past dominants and Masters were too soft on me. He seemed-” Kit paused as he tried to think of how to word it. “I trusted him, and I thought he was being truthful.”
Trig pinched the bridge of his nose. “I don’t think you and Perry were a good fit, and he needs a couple of lessons on how to dominate, especially in a relationship where one is a pleasure slave at all times. You’re quite willing and eager with us, and I don’t think it’s just the fact that we own you, and you have no say or safety word.”
“I didn’t have a safety word or signal with Perry either.”
