Page 182 of Daddy's Pride
Brody tilted his chin up. “What was that, boy?”
Josiah worried his bottom lip, his eyes a little musty. “I’ve been told I’m high maintenance,” he finally whispered, barely audible over the background noises.
“High maintenance? How?”
“I don’t know, Sir, but I’ve never… I haven’t been able to… I’ve been looking for a Dom for quite some time now, and every time I think I’ve found someone, they back off because I’m too much.”
What? That didn’t make sense at all. “If high maintenance means bratty, we won’t have a problem because I like my boys with a little spunk. And if you push me too far, well, that’s something a good spanking can fix.”
A delicious blush crept over Josiah’s cheeks. He liked that idea, didn’t he? “You like spankings?” Brody asked.
“I think so, Sir, but I’ve never had one.”
Brody slipped his hand under Josiah’s bottom and gave it a good squeeze. “You’re already so pretty, but I bet you’d be even more gorgeous with my handprints all over your ass.”
Josiah swallowed. “Yes, Sir.”
“Would you like that, Josiah? Would you like me to spank your bottom until it’s all hot and throbbing?”
“Y-yes, Sir.”
“Maybe fuck you right after, hmm? Your ass will be tight from the spanking, and I’ll feel twice as big… and I’m already sizable, to begin with.”
Josiah lifted his chin an inch. “I can take you, Sir.”
“You sure of that, boy?”
Josiah shifted his weight, grinding down on Brody’s hard cock. “I’m a bit of a size queen, Sir.”
A size queen. Brody preferred that term over the much more common size whore. “That’s good to know and definitely something I’m happy to test.” He considered the man on his lap—so vibrant, so eager. “Maybe we should have some fun with that, see how much you can take. What do you say, Josiah? Do you want to play with me?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I need to ask, boy. How much experience do you have? Are you completely new at this, or…?”
“I’ve done multiple scenes, but nothing elaborate, and I’ve never had a regular Dom. We did a little D/s play, some mild bondage. I tried humiliation play, but that wasn’t my thing.”
“That’s fine because it’s not my jam either. And being new isn’t a bad thing,” Brody reassured him, his gaze softening. “We all start somewhere. Do you have a specific safeword?”
“I figured it would be best to use the traffic light system.”
“It is, since we all know it, so that works. Anything else I need to know? We’re not gonna make this intense, so I won’t go anywhere near any limits, but do you have any triggers I need to be aware of? Any unusual limits?”
“I don’t think so. Well, I’m super ticklish, but?—”
“Are you now?” Brody grinned. “That’s good to know.”
“Hey, I didn’t say that so you could use it against me. Sir.”
Brody clicked his tongue. “Boy, anything you say to a Dom can and will be used against you.”
“But that’s not fair!”
“Who said anything about fair?” Brody caught Josiah’s chin between his thumb and index finger. “Do I have your consent to fuck you?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Oral okay too?”