Page 111 of Stable Hand

I couldn’t see what she was doing, but from the way Luke responded, I knew she was manipulating the plug in his ass, pushing the object forward, rocking and, perhaps, twisting the item in question.

Luke grunted and tried to stay still as Lorraine moved the tail plug around, ostensibly ensuring its placement but teasing him, eliciting various sounds from Luke. Sounds that made my cock hard and my heart melt.

I watched his eyes close, then reopen as he pinned me with his gaze. He wasn’t gagged but obediently said nothing, simply watched me as Lorraine played with him, slapping the rubber tail now, pulling the slim rubber back with a finger, then letting go so the tail slapped gently against Luke’s back. He shifted on his feet, the only protest he could make.

She slapped him on the ass and said, “Okay, time for some basic training. Jensen, his leash is in the bag.”

Oh, Dear God. His leash. I swallowed as I reached into the bag and pulled out a finely worked leather dog lead with a handle and a clip on the end. I walked past Luke and held the leash toward Lorraine.

Lorraine shook her head. “I’m going to have you do the honors. Kamal tells me you two are somewhat involved and the dynamic is generally with Luke in command?”

I saw Luke stiffen although he was facing the other direction so I couldn’t see the expression in his eyes.

I nodded. “Uh, yeah, I guess so.”

“Right. So, I’d like to see you take command for a change. I think the dynamic would be interesting for Luke as well.” She placed a hand on Luke’s shoulder, squeezing him gently. “Does my puppy have any objections to this?”

Luke didn’t move for a long moment. Then he shook his head from side to side.

“I beg your pardon?”

“No, Lorraine. I have no objections,” Luke said in a voice that would have sounded defeated if there wasn’t a tinge of excitement there.

I glanced at Lorraine.

“Attach the lead to his collar and tell him to get down on all fours. I want to see him try to be your good boy.”

I swallowed. Fuck, this was screwing with me. I figured this game was screwing with Luke too. Hopefully in a good way?

I moved around in front of Luke so he could see what I was doing. He watched me with an intent expression as I clipped the lead onto his collar and stepped back. I glanced at Lorraine.

“Tell him,” she said.

I looked at Luke. His blue gaze challenged me to do as Lorraine had asked.

“On all fours, Luca,” I said in what I hoped was a commanding tone.

He blinked at me as his chest rose and fell with quick breaths. Then he dropped to his knees and leaned forward on his hands in one fluid motion. His head in the pup hood bent so he looked at the floor instead of at me.

I stared down at my human lover on all fours, with the puppy mask on and the rubber tail curving over his back and wagging, always wagging. I tried not to come in my pants.

“Very nice,” Lorraine said, leaning against the edge of the table, watching us. “Tell him to sit.”

I swallowed, then cleared my throat. Oh man, was I really doing this? Yes. Yes, I was.

“Luca, sit,” I commanded.

Luke obediently sat back on his heels and lifted his head to look at me. His vivid blue eyes peered at me from the pup mask.

“Nice,” Lorraine said. “Now tell him he’s a good boy.”

“Good boy, Luca,” I said, mouth going dry at the expression in Luke’s eyes.

“Now, tell him to lie down.”

“Luca, lie down,” I said, not recognizing my own voice. Thick and hoarse with arousal, I realized this was turning me on more than I’d expected.

Luke blinked at me, and I wondered if he would do what I asked. Then, very slowly, he moved into a crouch, which was the closest a person could get to a dog’s down position.