"What did you think of Syd's story?"
"It was good."
Why was I going there? "It didn't freak you out?"
His silence was killing me. "Lots of straight guys like anal sex. It's no big deal."
"Yeah?"
How long had he wanted this and been scared to ask it?
"Yeah. If it's something you want, it's okay."
The story wasn't about anal sex, but an Owner and pet.
Master and slave.
I closed my eyes. "What else did you like?" Mentally I chanted to myself, Shut up!
I didn't need to look to see he studied my face.
"I would like to do that." Another long pause. "For you.
With you."
"More than just play?"
He rested his cheek against my flesh. "Yeah. More than just play."
Breathe, I thought. Air in, air out.
"What do you want to do?" I asked, trying to confirm what I'd heard in the least threatening way possible.
"I'd like to be your slave."
Okay, so I did hear him right.
"I won't go around beating you like a dog. I can't do that, I love you."