Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
“It’s the party. Would you still like to go?”
My stomach swooped slightly, but my skin buzzed in the best way. My answer came easily, and truthfully. “I’m nervous, but I want it…so much. You won’t let anyone touch me?”
“No. They can look. They’ll be envious, but they’ll all know you belong to me.”
I trembled, my body flushed with heat. I felt a bit slutty, but God, did I want that. I wanted to be flaunted and desired but completely under Aidan’s command. “When can we go? I want to go now.”
Aidan chuckled. “Such an eager little slut, aren’t you? Lean in. I’d like to see this on that pretty neck of yours.”
He plucked the collar from the box and set the packaging aside. I held my breath as he wrapped it around my neck, fastening the lock with a click.
“Beautiful,” he said, running his fingers along it.
“I feel beautiful,” I admitted.
“Come on. Let’s get you cleaned out.”
I groaned. Doing this was another thing that wasn’t my favorite, especially in front of him. “Well, I did feel beautiful,” I teased.
He smacked my cheek, not hard, but definitely letting me know he was there and he hadn’t liked what I said.
“Sorry, Aidan.”
“Even what we’re about to do is beautiful, Finley, because it is what I want to do to you. It is another way I take care of you and prepare you for me.”
Well…when he said it like that… “You’re right.”
I crawled behind him to the bathroom. He got the enema kit out, attached it to the shower, then got the water going and told me to get in. He lubed the end of the nozzle, and I stood with my back to him, my ass out, my hands on the wall. I winced when he put it in, when he began to fill me. Of course, he made me hold it for longer than I wanted. I began to shift uncomfortably, my stomach contracting, before he told me to sit on the toilet and release it.
Afterward, we showered together and he washed me.
“I’m going to fuck you in front of them tonight,” he told me as he looked through the closet.
My pulse jumped. “Yes, Sir.”
“They’ll have permission to praise you and watch us, but that’s as far as it’ll go. If you decide you want more, we’ll consider that for next time.” Aidan came out with a pair of my jeans, a black harness I didn’t recognize, and a button-up shirt. “Use your colors if you need to. Don’t hesitate. If you don’t feel comfortable, tell me. If you want to leave, we will, no questions asked. This is supposed to be fun, and if it’s not, then we walk out of there together, okay?”
His words made me love him even more. I never realized how much power there was in being a submissive until Aidan allowed me to be his boy. “Yes, Aidan.”
“Good. Other than that, I’ll push you. I’m going to use you hard and make sure everyone knows what’s mine.”
My cock began to throb and lengthen.
“Oh, that reminds me. I almost forgot something.” Aidan went back into the closet and came back out with a cock cage.
“Aidan!” I whined.
“I know. I’m looking forward to it too,” he replied with a wicked grin. He knew that hadn’t been what I was thinking.
Once we got my erection down, Aidan put the chastity on me. He cupped me afterward, looking down at me. “They’ll know I own every part of you. That you only have what I give you, and tonight, I don’t even let you have your cock.”
Wow… Why was that so hot? “Can we go now?”
“Christ, I love you.”
I gasped. It was still rare that he said the words, even though I felt them every moment of every day. “I love you too.”
We dressed after that, Aidan in black jeans and a black T-shirt. He helped me with the harness, then put the shirt on over it and buttoned each button for me.
We were quiet as we drove. He took me to a…fuck, it looked like a mansion, in the Beverly Hills Flats. He parked out front. There were already tons of cars there. My chest ached a bit, and I took in a couple of deep breaths.
“You can do this, Fin,” he said, holding my hand.
“I know, Sir. There’s nothing I can’t do with you by my side.”
He nodded, and then we got out of the car.
CHAPTER FORTY
Aidan
He was breathtaking with my collar around his slender neck. He was always breathtaking but even more so tonight.
“Walk behind me,” I instructed.
“Yes, Sir.”
Finley fell into step behind me as I led him up the porch stairs of the oversize, white house.
I knocked, and a boy wearing a French maid uniform opened it. “Good evening, Sir. What is your name?”
“Aidan Kingsley and Finley Moss.”