Page 46 of Weston & Cyrus
Unfortunately, I had to let him come back down from his desire-filled high as we pulled into the strip mall where the storewas located. It took being parked a full minute before he realized we’d stopped, though. But that might’ve been because it took me that long to stop playing with my cute toy and shift to petting his head.
“Where?” Taking a deep breath to clear his head, he sat straighter but didn’t close his legs. “Where are we?”
Before I could respond, his mouth dropped open and he laser-focused on the reason we’d driven to the slightly rundown stores. “Oh wow.”
Giving him a second, I let him take it in before I nudged him to actually think. “I know you remember your safewords, but I’m going to remind you that just because we’re here doesn’t mean we have to go in.”
It seemed obvious but he wasn’t thinking clearly.
Definitely not enough blood in the big head for logic.
“Just because we go in doesn’t mean we have to buy anything, and just because we buy something doesn’t mean we have to use it.” That might not have been so obvious because it got a confused-looking twitch before he focused his gaze on me. “I think we could have a lot of fun with me simply fucking with you about it.”
Another twitch and a blink that time.
“Think of it like a toy we set on the nightstand and I simply bring it up once in a while. Wouldn’t this be fun? Oh, I could do this to you. Would you like it if I did this? There are endless fantasies I could use to fuck with you before we actually bought a camera or turned it on.”
More blinking and processing.
“I do not have an issue with you being an attention whore that wants to be watched and humiliated with it later. I don’t need it. What we’re doing is a lot of fun for me already, but I’ve been thinking about this and there are a lot of ways it could be incorporated into our scenes.” His face brightened but he still looked stunned stupid.
So I nudged him a bit more and reached over to run my hand down his chest and rest it on his cock again. “But I think you’d like it if you had to show me your toy every morning so I could make sure it’s still hard and you didn’t try to play with it.”
Well, at least his dick was willing to let me know what it was thinking.
“Then there would be one or two other cameras that you might not know about or ones that I moved whenever I felt like it.” I was his Dom after all. “Then you’d have one you knew about and others that would be just for me to fuck with you and watch to make sure you weren’t being naughty.”
That’d be fun.
His cock thought so too.
“We could start with one of the teddy bear nanny cams, and you would have to show my toy to Mr. Bear every morning.” Oh wow. I never knew anyone could blush so fast.
His face was like one of those water toys that changed colors when they got wet.
“Do you remember your safewords?” Starting with a question that should be easy sounded like the best course of action.
Ha, he nodded.
“Green means I’m good. Yellow slows things down and we talk. Red means stop.” Swallowing hard, he glanced between the store and me and back again. When he was ready to turn back to me, he took another deep breath and let it out slowly. “I’m green.”
“Wonderful. Thank you for letting me know.” It wasn’t quite the sweet teacher voice that made him squirm, but it still got a great reaction from him. “Are you going to look boring in the store?”
I wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to explain we needed cams because he had dirty fantasies, but we couldn’t be the first people to have ended up there searching for that kind of stuff.
Sure, I could’ve bought it online, but I wanted to actually see the products and ask about the setup and I wanted to fuck with Weston. We had to at least make sure he could respond to words and look halfway functional first, though.
I wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to go into a surveillance store with him looking out of it. They’d end up thinking he was some kind of kidnap victim, and that wasn’t a fantasy I wanted to live out in the real world.
“I.” Another round of swallowing and shifting in his seat to sit straighter had him looking slightly more functional. “I can be a good boy and look boring.”
Hopefully.
Or we were going to have some explaining to do.
“I’m glad.” Petting his head again, I gave him the teacher voice for a second. “Because I want to be able to reward you when we get back to your place.”
He had the sexiest whimper…but I needed to pretend to be boring too or I was going to be the one to fuck up our little adventure.
