Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Probably both.
Giving him what he wanted, I dusted more of the faint shimmer over his chest and down his arms before realizing what else he wanted even more sparkly. His erection. From the way it was bouncing and begging, he wanted to be a glittery, naughty doll.
Was it professional to give a model what they were clearly asking for?
In the back of my head, Roman just rolled his eyes as Eli looked at me like I was an idiot.
They were bad influences even when they weren’t around.
“You’re a very naughty doll, begging your Owner to make you even prettier.” Shifting to the side so I could watch the line of his body and see the faint shivers that were almost imperceptible, I trailed the brush along his erection, slowly giving him exactly what his needy sounds said he wanted.
Shit.
The second the tip of the brush teased the head of his cock, his entire body shook as his orgasm erupted completely unexpectedly.
Fuck.
I didn’t get it on camera.
Fuck.
I shouldn’t have given him an orgasm.
As my brain jumped from one random thought to another, I barely caught Emerson as his legs gave out. Gently placing him on the floor, I couldn’t decide if I should apologize or give him aftercare.
Before anything helpful came to my mind, Emerson sighed and smiled at me like I’d just given him the best Christmas present ever, innocent and thoroughly delighted. “That was amazing. It was even better than the time Eli spanked me with the hairbrush.”
So…was I not supposed to apologize?
Chapter 7
Emerson
I loved being a doll.
Smiling up at Luca, I let out a deep breath. “Not moving was so hard, Owner, but I did it.”
I loved my job. I got to meet the most interesting people…Roman…Eli…Ian…and now Owner.
His serious face was so cute, I reached up and patted his cheeks. “I was such a good doll. Now it’s your turn to tell me that.”
Eli said that explaining how you wanted to be treated was always important.
Luca gave an abrupt nod that was so cute, I sighed. “Yes, you were a very good doll and you stayed very still.”
He was so sweet and so smart.
“Thank you, Owner.” I couldn’t decide if I wanted to be clean or cuddled more, but looking down at the shiny stuff on my dick, I thought clean might be more important at the moment. “Do you have a shower?”
And I should probably get out of the corset before I squished it or it squished me.
“Yes.” Owner shook his head and then nodded. He was so cute when he was confusing. “Let’s get you…I mean, you can…fuck.”
That would be nice, but I wasn’t sure fucking was the right course of action right now.
“Thank you, but I think getting clean is a better idea right now.” I was kind of sticky and shiny and hungry. “But I would be happy to help you orgasm if you’d like. Owners should definitely get off first. I’m sorry I was a rude doll.”
Shouldn’t they?
They were animate so it seemed like they should go first.
But I wasn’t going to worry about getting punished because we hadn’t established rules yet and I wasn’t so sure dolls had rules like that. Dolls weren’t like regular subs and they couldn’t be held to the same standards. That seemed self-evident, but I’d have to see what Eli thought of it all.
He knew everything.
Owner went very still before shaking his head. “I think we’ll say that dolls come first. I would rather we focus on you and get you cleaned up.”
Aww. He was so sweet.
“And we don’t want to ruin my pretty outfit.” Looking down again, I adjusted my softening cock so it wouldn’t touch the corset. “Will you help me get naked?”
Owner seemed slightly befuddled, so I smiled and made sure to look very innocent as I held my arms out. “I don’t want to ruin my outfit.”
And I wasn’t sure how to get out of it on my own.
His lips turned up at the corner but he didn’t laugh. “Yes, we’ll make sure you don’t ruin your outfit.”
Owner was so helpful.
And so strong.
He set his camera down on the table and just lifted me up. “There we go.”
Oh, everyone was going to be so jealous.
“Thank you, Owner.” Once I knew my legs were steady, they’d gone a bit rubbery for a minute, I held out my hands again and turned around so he could reach the back. “Ready.”
Owner coughed, but I knew he wanted to laugh or moan or something fun, so I gave my butt a little wiggle.
“Behave.” His growled-out words sent a shiver through me, and I had to tell my cock to ignore the mixed signals it was getting because we really shouldn’t come again before Owner did.
I was a good doll…and sometimes that meant putting my Owner first…or at least second.