Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
There was a goodness to bubbles scale?
“I think that’s very reasonable.” Shrugging, because I wasn’t going to argue about a scale I hadn’t seen written down anywhere, I nodded toward the toilet. “Alright, we’re going to put the lid down and you can sit there while the tub fills up.”
There was not enough room for him to keep wiggling without breaking himself or something in the bathroom. Thankfully, he didn’t have an issue with that and was quickly in one place for at least a few seconds. “See? I’m very good. So I get toys.”
Ah.
“Yes, you get bathtub toys and then the grown-up ones later and then if you want we can even play a board game.” I was now just as wonderful as Dean based on how wide Joel’s eyes got. “We’ll have lots of fun this afternoon.”
We were even going to have fun figuring out a way to make Joel’s dick soft too. It was looking forward to playing with the toys as well, but part of me wondered which toys it was excited about the most…the bathtub ones or the sex ones?
Chapter 18
Joel
Toys and bubbles, and toys and snacks, and manners so I got more happy time. “Thank you, Master Tate.”
I was board game special and bubbles special.
I was going to have to figure out what being bubbles special meant, but Tate and Dean were so sweet about it I knew it was important.
“You’re welcome.” Tate kissed my head and smiled like I was silly before going over to turn on the water. “Now, how about you tell me what kind of toys Dean found for you to play with?”
“Lots.” He’d found me lots to play with. “See?”
As Tate took the bubble bath from me so he could pour it in, I pulled open the top of the bag and looked at all my loot. I was a bathtub bubbles pirate. “I have little people and boats and animals. I can see a dolphin. Did you know they’re the frat boys of the ocean? Oh, and I have a whale. They’re not frat boys. They’re smart and have to do thoughtful things like save the people. The dolphins get to do…dolphin things.”
Yes, we’d just call them dolphin things.
Tate snorted out a laugh. “You’ve been watching that animal guy on YouTube again.”
Giggling, I nodded. “He’s very funny.”
“You have a very good memory.” Tate came over and kissed my head again before crouching down in front of me. “Alright, is there anything important I should know about what makes a good bubble bath?”
Hmm.
Tate raised one eyebrow when I shrugged. “Anything that you learned from your parents but mine might not have taught me? Dean’s parents are still living in the eighties, remember? I just want to make sure we all have the right information.”
That was a good point.
Looking at my toys and my Tate and my bubbles, I shrugged again but thought out loud too. “Um, well, if it’s a bubble bath with toys, then I think you have to stay with me? My mother never told me these rules but there have to be some.”
There were rules for everything.
Nodding, Tate seemed to understand how important rules were. “Then we’ll figure them out for ourselves. I think someone being with you for a bubble bath is a very good starting point. What else might be a good rule?”
Yes, we needed more rules because Tate liked rules and I liked Tate, and Dean really liked rules so he knew what to worry about.
“Who washes me? That’s important.” Studying my toys, I thought of something else. “How long for do I get to play? Do I always get toys? Do I have to earn toys?”
I looked up to see Tate blinking and he let out a breath. “There was more to figure out about all this than I expected.”
Yep, there were rules for everything.
“Okay, I can do this, but we’ll make sure to get Dean’s opinion too. He seems like the type to be in charge of bubble time.” Tate’s face scrunched up and he mumbled something about it definitely being Dean’s job, but I didn’t know what that meant. “If you’ve been good enough for a bubble bath, you automatically get toys.”
Once Tate got started, his brain worked really fast to answer my questions. “The Dom who’s with you when you get a bath is the one that scrubs you. Cute subs who get bubble baths shouldn’t be the ones to wash themselves.”
Making sure he knew all of me was cute, I made my penis jump and he laughed. “You get to play until you start shriveling up or sooner if we’ve got plans after bathtime.”
“It won’t shrivel up in the tub.” Waving my penis around at him, I grinned. “It’s excited to play too.”
Tate rolled his eyes and laughed. “Your fingers shrivel up, silly. Your dick likes all kinds of toys.”