Happy Pride (Pride Pet Play) by R.A. Frick

Author:R.A. Frick [Frick, R.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-06-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter seventeen

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My mind was swirling. A mix of emotions, information, and lust overlapped to fight for attention. Excitement and lust over Christian wanting to play with me. Acceptance and understanding about my own kinks, my own mind. Everything Christian said about kink, himself, and my experiences rang true. More than that, discussing it all with him seemed to unlock things I was burying deep.

Fear and anger over Ramsey’s actions kept pushing its way to the forefront. He was abusive as fuck and I’d let it become my life. I’d seen friends in bad relationships as a teen, and knew all the signs. Where did I go wrong to end up living in a Lifetime movie?

Using Christian’s shower products helped draw me back to the present. One had the masculine scent of bergamot and another of calming lavender, bringing lust to the top of my mental priority list. Seeing the dog soap and wall hook turned me on even more. It might be completely fucked up, but I wanted to be collared, leashed, and washed like a pet by Christian. My little dick throbbed at the idea but I ignored it and rinsed off. I didn’t want to waste his hot water.

The smell of food cooking reached me through the closed door and my stomach made itself known again. “Stop growling at me,” I told it, then heard Spock scratch at the door in response.

Wrapping a towel around me, I peeked out the door to see if he needed something. Sitting beside him were clean clothes Christian must have gotten ready for me. The other emotions, ones that made my stomach flutter and a grin spread across my face, pushed all other thoughts away.

“Your Daddy is so sweet,” I patted Spock's head before he licked me and walked away as if his job was done.

The pile included a pair of neon green flip-flops, a pink tank top with humanized corgis holding hands in a size too big, and a similar pair of drawstring sweats to the ones he put me in the night before. It felt like many days had passed since then, with sleeping twice, the parade, and our talk.

My anxiety wanted to tell me that Christian was getting tired of me and I’d overstayed my welcome. I dressed in the clothes he left and decided I would ignore those thoughts until Christian stopped asking me to use his things and go places. I told him I disliked making decisions, and Christian said he was happy to, so I would take him at his word.

Following my nose to the kitchen, I smelled spices and oil, maybe teriyaki? With Christian facing the stove and bobbing his head to a tune he hummed under his breath, I admired the view of his ass in skintight jeans. His ass was perfect, much like the rest of him.

From my view in the bedroom, the man clearly worked out, his stomach soft and not defined, but his muscular arms and legs were drool-worthy. I wasn’t a fan of washboard abs anyway, since they meant hard cuddles and bony hips.

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