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smooth skin, so I concentrate there, stroking my fingertips up and down to sensitize her skin, before wiggling my fingers until she’s gasping. It’s only when I pause to switch legs that I hear the noise coming from my own throat and realize I’ve been laughing along with the subs as I’ve been tickling them.

That’s what play like this is all about.

I’m in topspace before I make it back around to Emily, light-headed, laughing, blood pounding in my ears, my fingertips tingling, thinking about nothing but the writhing bodies under my hands. I retain enough presence of mind when I return to her to go after her feet, which has her shrieking and kicking wildly. I borrow a cable-tie from Jiro and fasten her big toes together, then tickle up and down the crease between her bound legs until she’s laughing so hard, she snorts like a pig.

Hearing that makes me roar with laughter. “Oink, oink, baby girl. Who’s Daddy’s little piggy?”

She thrashes, and if I hadn’t taken her words from her, I know she’d be protesting vociferously. As much as I like to hear what she has to say, controlling her speech is totally doing it for me. I feel so deeply connected to her, to all the submissives, by our shared laughter and touch. It’s primal and intimate and perfect.

I attack her bound toes and tickle all between them as she screams with laughter.

DirtyGurl’s the first to squeal “yellow!” and it’s because she’s so close to an orgasm that her head’s thrown back and her legs are shaking. Theo doesn’t take much pity on her, continuing to suck on her toes but moving his hands to her hips instead of tickling her ass. He releases her toes to growl at her, “Call me sir and I’ll give you permission.”

She shakes her head wordlessly and bites her lips so hard blood washes over her white teeth.

I’m about to call a halt because blood-play isn’t part of the scene and I’m not sure what they’ve negotiated, but Theo backs off, folding her legs to the side and sliding down onto the bed next to her.

“We’re out for a round,” he tells me.

I give him a nod and skip over DirtyGurl when Siri next calls out the time. While I’m tickling Moon, I keep an eye on them. Theo’s holding his sub, talking to her with his mouth close to her ear so she can hear him over a-ha’s “Take on Me.” She’s visibly calming, her body slumping out of the pre-orgasmic arch, the tension draining out of her face. Satisfied Theo’s not pushing his bottom beyond what she can take, I focus on Moon and slide back into the easy rhythm of the scene.

When I get around to Emily a third time, I bring the scene to a close, counting down the last minute of tickles while she wriggles and giggles like a lunatic. When I reach “one,” I climb onto the bed, pop the snaps on her cuffs to release her hands, and pull her into my arms. I kiss her until her giggles subside.

“We’re going to end the scene with a big kiss and you’re going to say thank you to everyone for your good tickles, my adorable little piggy.”

She nods, her face still red and sweaty from laughing so hard. I give her a final kiss, sucking lightly on her lower lip. When I release her mouth, she gives me a huge grin before she chirps, “Thank you, everyone, for my good tickles.”

All around the bed, she’s echoed by the other subs. Not all scenes end with appreciation, and hearing the chorus of thanks fills me with a fresh burst of topspace as I lift Emily’s blindfold. She knows to open her eyes slowly after she’s been blindfolded for a while. She does it exactly right, blinking to let her pupils contract before smiling up at me.

“Hi, Daddy.”

“Hi, baby piggy.” I kiss the tip of her nose.

“I don’t want to be a piggy, Daddy.”

Hearing the protest I anticipated during the scene makes me chuckle. “Baby pigs are cute. What do you have against being my little piggy?”

“I’d rather be your kinky, ninja puppy.”

“Ah, well, I’m looking forward to that, too. You ready for some alone-time before we shower and get ready?”

She nods but dissenting voices rise from across the bed.

“Please, Master Logan, can’t Emily stay?”

That’s from Hunter.

“We were going to play Hearts. Would you and Emily play Hearts with us, sir?”

That’s from Austin.

Emily looks up at me with those bright, hazel eyes, full of hope and wonder at being accepted by the Blunts house subs.

Which is how I end up lying on a bed in the Imperial Room playing cards with Emily, Austin and Hunter, basking in the afterglow of topspace and a very contented baby girl, instead of going to the Blue Harem Room with Jiro and Laurel and making my little piggy squeal some more.

There are many, many worse ways to spend an afternoon.

Chapter Nineteen Emily

Daddy’s bought me the best kinky, ninja puppy outfit ever.

He won’t show it to me until after we finish playing Hearts with Austin and Hunter, and join back up with Laurel and Jiro for another dip in the pool, and have dinner with Maude and Javier, but he finally relents when I beg on my knees after we’ve showered. I show him the cover-up I’ve brought to wear over to Rick’s. It’s long and floaty and I got it for going to the beach, but it will go over anything.

Daddy laughs when he sees it and tells me I can be twins with Rick’s manager, Glory, who always wears muumuus.

“It’s not a fashion statement, Daddy.”

He bops me on the nose. “Of course not, beanie.”

At least he’s stopped calling me piggy, which I didn’t like, even though he’s right that baby pigs are cute. I don’t want to be cute today. I want to be a sexy, ninja puppy.

In the outfit he’s bought for me, I totally am.

Even though

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