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I take a deep breath and go for broke. “Tonight? Will you do it tonight?” I probably sound eager, but I am. It’s like a bandage I want to rip off. I want to know what it feels like, and it’s going to bug me until I do.
Bryson’s nostrils flare when he inhales sharply. “Yes, sweet girl. I’ll do it tonight. But I have stipulations.”
I giggle. “Of course you do.”
“Lillian, I’m serious. Negotiation is important.” He says he’s serious, but he’s fighting a grin.
“I don’t think Simone and Camden pause whenever he dominates her to negotiate.”
“That’s because they’ve already created an agreed-upon set of rules. They don’t have to write them down or get signatures, sweet girl. I can assure you they had a thorough discussion before Camden spanked her the first time.”
“Their power exchange is twenty-four-seven. He doesn’t pause to ask her if it’s okay before he makes her stand in the corner or spread her legs under the table.” I shiver because I’ve seen Camden Daddy Simone in many ways, and I’ve never seen them stop to discuss it first.
“Same with spanking. At some point, she agreed to the parameters. It’s not always as cut and dry with Daddies and Littles, but Camden would never introduce something new to their dynamic without talking to her about it first. Not if it was important and might cause her emotional or physical harm. I’m not talking about suddenly adding a rule that she’s not allowed to touch the hot stove. That kind of rule is standard in an age-play relationship. I’m talking about more serious things like adding a paddle or humiliation kink.”
For a moment, I wonder what humiliation kink is, but then I realize I can guess. “You mean like spanking her in front of someone or letting someone see her naked?”
“Exactly.”
I glance around. I hope to God no one is listening to us. I don’t see anyone paying any attention. “What are your stipulations?”
“I only spank bare skin. Always. Non-negotiable. I need to be able to see what I’m doing to be sure I don’t go too far. Everyone’s skin is different.”
My face heats, but I get it. I’m certain Camden and Jameson spank their Littles with their panties down.
“If you’re not ready for me to see your bottom, then tonight is not the night for this.”
“I’m ready,” I agree, probably too eagerly.
“Secondly, we are not mixing anything sexual with impact play tonight. I won’t touch your pussy.”
I push out my bottom lip in a pout that must make me look like the Littlest Little on the planet.
Bryson chuckles. “Such a naughty girl. I won’t back down on this, Lillian. If you want me to spank you, I want you to focus on how it feels without wondering if I will also thrust my fingers into you. I won’t.”
I sigh dramatically. “Okay.”
He laughs. “Are you still doubting if you’re Little, sweet girl?”
I shrug. “I don’t have enough experience to make an informed decision yet.”
“Well, I have enough experience with Littles to say there’s no doubt you enjoy some aspects of the lifestyle. But I’ll withhold judgment for now.”
“Thank you.” I sit taller. He’s probably right, but I haven’t fully faced my preferences yet. Just because I’ve been experimenting doesn’t mean I have to commit to anything. In fact, Camden says I never have to commit. I can be Little for any length of time I want. Some Littles prefer to play for only a few hours a day or on weekends or one night a week. Some like a more full-time experience. I don’t know who I am.
“One more stipulation, sweet girl. You may not argue with me if I decide you’ve had enough. I’ve spanked a lot of people, Lillian. I know what to look for. If I don’t think I should continue, I will stop. That doesn’t have to mean we won’t try it again another time, but you’ll accept my decision in the moment.”
“Yes, Sir.” My breath hitches as those words leave my mouth. I’ve never spoken them before. Not to him or anyone.
He gives me a slow smile. “I think I like the sound of that.” Finally, he releases me and picks up the check at his elbow. I don’t even know how it got there. I wasn’t paying attention.
Bryson pulls his wallet out and leaves cash on the table before rising. “Are you ready?” He holds out a hand.
I let him help me up and lead me out of the restaurant. I’m pretty sure my life is about to be flipped upside down. I just hope I don’t get hurt.
Chapter 6
Lillian
