The Less Than Great, Yet Still Pleasurable, Day

It hadn’t been a great day. There has been a lot to get done, but Terry had been unsuccessful in accomplishing it. Shipments to process, new arrivals for both coasts, two new packages for Tim. Not that it was his fault. The new guy at the office, Drew, had figured out almost immediately that Terry was easily thrown off his game, compelled as he was to obey every command. Sure, the boss had stepped in and put a stop to it, but by then half the day was spent, and Terry’s body was exhausted from all the dancing, contortions, and grinding, Drew had told him to do.

Tabby wouldn’t be happy either, once she found out that Drew had gotten Terry to post free content on social media, stuff that should have been saved for their money-making venture. It probably wouldn’t set them back much, as they weren’t making a pile of money as it was, but as Tabby kept reminding him, every penny counted! Tim’s car, after all, wouldn’t fix itself.

He only wished that it hadn’t felt so good to obey Drew. The whole time, Terry knew that the new hire was an asshole, a snivelling nobody who probably wouldn’t last a year at the company, but when ordered to call Drew “Daddy” and give him a lapdance, Terry had done so enthusiastically. It wasn’t the lapdance that had been so pleasurable, it was the obedience. It was always that way with Terry, and while he was at peace with who he was, he still wished it didn’t feel so good, especially when he knew that it was so wrong.

He would tell Tabby the first moment he saw her. Perhaps she would be able to delete the content, or if she deemed it good enough, she could repurpose it. Drew had instructed Terry to leave it up, so he was powerless to do anything about it. But his daughter could come to the rescue.

And maybe she’d be upset, but it wasn’t as if the situation was unique, so she’d get over it soon enough. Everyone in the family knew Terry, what he was made of, what he was like. Natalie has gotten over Terry giving all that money to the con man on their honeymoon, Tim had gotten over Terry taking off all his running around on all fours and barking at the school playground when Terry came to pick him up from third grade, and Tabby would get over this. He wouldn’t blame her if she punished him. In fact, if she ordered him to take the punishment, he’d probably enjoy it.

And it wouldn’t be all night, either. She had already told him that she would need space that night to work on tomorrow night’s script, something he had appreciated during their last video. He loved being told what to do, thrived on it, and having her tell him what to say was the most enjoyable way to get through the filming.

So he’d have plenty of time to make dinner, do the dishes, have a shower, get changed into something sexy, and head over to Drew’s for a few hours. Terry still had orders to fulfill, after all, and how was he supposed to get a good night’s sleep with them hanging over his head?