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)
That sounded exhausting.
Before I could figure out a way to point that out, he leaned over and kissed my head. “I’m very lucky that we had our date planned so I could step away from it all and relax.”
I was a very helpful doll.
“You’re a very good Owner.” Stretching up, I kissed his cheek to make him smile. “You’re very lucky to have me, too. I require lots of attention and that’s going to keep you from working too much.”
But I’d been very good today and hadn’t sent him the thousand and one texts I’d wanted to.
I’d just done ten.
I had wonderful self-control.
Owner’s smile said he knew that too. “I appreciate you taking such good care of me.”
Aww.
But I wondered if he would say the same thing when I put him to bed early.
“Thank you, Sir.” That had his eyes twinkling and I knew he thought about spanking me because I was so cute.
Hmm, would a spanking lead to sex?
Since there were no third-date rules that seemed to apply to our relationship, there had to be other catalysts.
I just needed to find them.
Research could be very fun when it was done right.
“You’re welcome.” He kissed my head again as he chuckled, but that didn’t give me a good feeling about my shot at an orgasm tonight.
Head kisses were sweet and said I was cute…not fuckable.
We were going to have to work on that. But Eli would probably have good ideas, so he and I were going to need to have a chat sooner rather than later.
“Let’s see what I have in the first magic closet.” Owner smiled, but he was very serious. It was a magic closet. It had everything.
First? He had more than one magic closet?
I saw suits and party dresses and lingerie and a tuxedo…and that was just what I could see right off the bat. “Oh, is that a bunny costume?”
I’d make a beautiful bunny.
“Did you know that they make cottony tails that are plugs too?” I’d look very cute wagging one of those. But before I could point that out, in case he hadn’t been able to imagine it, he shook his head.
“No, we were going to find panties for you so you match your party outfit and the tiara, remember?” Owner’s words said one thing, but his expression said he wasn’t going to let us rush.
He was sweet and frustrating at the same time…kind of like Eli but less crazy.
I was a very lucky doll, but I was going to have to remind myself of that every time he said we had to go slowly.
Focusing on happier things, like how special my Owner was and how cute I was going to look at our cake party, I kissed his cheek again. Looking sweet couldn’t hurt. “What should your doll wear, Sir?”
His lips twitched but the way his gaze slowly traveled over me said Owner was imagining dressing his doll up in something naughty.
Yay.
He didn’t make any promises, but Owner stroked his hand down my cheek and stepped closer, brushing his lips over mine and sending tingly pleasure through me. “Let me see what I can find.”
I managed not to throw myself at him or grab my dick so I could come.
I was such a good doll.
“Thank you, Sir.” I was so good I even said Sir to Owner.
His lips twitched again, but he turned to the closet and started sorting through the chaos. Eli said closets reflected our mental state…so what did that say about Owner? “We’re going to find you something very pretty to wear and then find the panties and tiara that are in…a dresser, I think.”
Owner gave a vague gesture deeper into the large workshop area that had three dressers along one wall.
Hmm.
My Owner might be a hoarder.
He was so cute, but we were going to fix this. Somehow? When he was distracted…or maybe asleep? That might work.
“I can’t wait to see what we’re going to find.” It was like some kind of treasure hunt where the prize was pretty dresses and jewels.
I was going to look so good in a tiara.
“Owner? Do you think we could take pictures, so Eli could see how pretty I’m going to look? He loves sparkly things.” He was going to love my outfit as long as I had a tiara on.
Owner gave me a beaming smile and didn’t even twitch when I’d called him Owner. “I think that’s a wonderful idea. He’ll love it.”
Owner was so good to me…and Eli too.
I was going to tell him that as soon as we found the best outfit ever for me. But that happened so fast I got distracted. “Oh, Owner, it sparkles.”
It was beautiful and sparkly, and it was all kinds of shimmery purples. “What is it?”
I really couldn’t tell.
Owner laughed, shaking his head as he pulled out the dress-type thing…oh was there a corset in that too? “It’s an outfit that some five minutes of fame moron commissioned for Mardi Gras to be daring, but he said something stupid online and got canceled by the other morons. So when he couldn’t pay, I said he couldn’t have the costume.”