Bear held his breath waiting for his boy to answer. He had laid out his terms in the harshest manner he could devise so there would be no confusion later. Now he would see how tough his boy really was.
Brian put one finger on Bear’s thigh as Alan had taught him.
The single finger indicated a need to speak with his Dominant.
Bear recognized the signal.
“You have my permission to speak, boy.”
“May I go to my room and consider my options as you suggested, Sir?” Brian asked.
“Yes, Boy,” Bear answered. Brian rose to his feet and backed out of the room. He didn’t know it, but he had passed Bear’s second test. Any boy who would give his life away without at least some thought was not his boy.
He poured himself a brandy from the decanter and settled down to wait through one of the longest h
