Bathtime
slaveofsammy:
Ryder smiled at Sam, blushing slightly. âIâm glad youâre pleased with me, sir,â he said. He hoped Sam would keep being pleased with him, maybe he wouldnât find out that Ryder had lied. Either way he couldnât dwell on that now. âI enjoy your company too, itâs really nice.â And it was. Hanging out with Sam was not like with anyone else here.Â
Sam grinned as he walked over to the bed, where he laid down, making no move to cover himself up in any way. He patted the spot next to him. âCome here, Ryder.â He ordered, using a soft tone. âWe can keep talking while we cuddle or something.â He said, hoping that if he eased the slave into everything, it might be easier for the both of them.











