“And you... are the smallest.”
I stuck my tongue out at him and pulled it back in before he could do anything about it. He’d reached for it as soon as he saw me stick it out, too.Damn. Better watch out for that in the future.
“Oops, too slow,” I laughed again. “Slow old man.”
He fought back his smile and dug his fingers into my ribs, making my laughs even worse as I shook and quivered into a fit of ticklish sensitivity.
“You think that’s funny? Huh? You like to laugh at me? I’ll make you laugh, you little fox.”
I couldn’t stop laughing. His hands were way too strong to fight off, and he dug his fingers mercilessly into my ribs. I got to the point where I couldn’t breathe and was starting to feel lightheaded.
“Oh, does that tickle? Is that too much?” He said, his voice thick with condescension.
“Fuck, stop! Scarlett! Shit! Oh my God,” I laughed, catching my breath as we both laughed a little.
“Sorry. You good?” He knew I was. He was smiling.
“Yeah, I just couldn’t breathe!” I gasped. “I have smaller lungs than you do!”
“Because you’re tiny.”
“Fun-sized,” I panted. “And besides... you like it... ‘cause you can... throw me around.”
“Yeah.” He grabbed my legs and readjusted me so I was cradled in his arms like a baby. Like I’d been last night in his bathtub while he washed my hair in his fancy bathtub.
Man, I hadn’t even gotten a good look at him naked, because I’d been so out of it after that punishment. That amazing, horrible, delicious punishment... I’d felt so completely out of control, so degraded, so...owned. Like the toy he always said I was. He made that real for me, and I appreciated it more than I knew how to describe.
“You put me in subspace, you know,” I whispered.
“Huh? Just now?” He cocked his head and looked at me.
“No, dumbass. Last night.”
“Oh. I know. You get this really sweet, serene look on your face, and your eyes get all big. Well, bigger than they already are.” I loved how he held me snug against him, his huge heavy hands resting on my back or stroking the top of my leg. I felt absurdly safe with him. “And I think we need to add a rule.”
“Oh? What’s that?”
“No trying to seduce me.”
“But it would beso fun!How about, no sneaking into your room and sucking your dick while you’re sleeping?”
“That would be a violation of consent, and you know it.”
“Yeah. I know. I would never do that.”
“I know.” He leaned over and kissed my hair. “So we don’t need to make it a rule.”
“How about, every time I make you laugh, I earn an orgasm?”
He grinned evilly. “I think that’s a good idea.”
Oh. Oh no. He looked too excited about that. Maybe I spoke too soon and should retract that. But the idea was just way too much fun.
“Haha. Yay!”
“I’ll add it to the app.”
“You need to program at least one in for all the laughs I got that Iwasn’trewarded for.”