Revealed - Masked 3 by Lissa Matthews

you ashamed of that?"
    "No."
    Still more strength. "Talking to Aidn? Talking to your parents? Shame?"
    "No."
    "What did you feel?"
    "Relief. Like a mountain had been lifted from my shoulders."
    "And yet being naked with me is a problem?"
    "Yes. Well, no. Not if you're naked, too."
    "But naked alone, you feel uncomfortable? Vulnerable? What? What is it you feel?"
    Thor waited what seemed like an impossible amount of time. It couldn't have been more than a few minutes, two or three at the most, but those few minutes ticked by quite slow.
    "Exposed."
    "Is that all?" Thor knew it wasn't. There was something more. However small it actually be, it was big to Bobby and therefore it was big to the situation as a whole. He'd known there would be things he'd have to deal with and help Bobby overcome. The mental and emotional were always more difficult, more delicate to handle and work through than any sexual or physical limits. If a sub said their limits included face slapping, then the dominant needed to find out why, see if it was something that could be worked through or something best left alone. That's what he needed to do with this. Was what Bobby felt something to be worked through or left alone?
    Bobby was struggling with answering. Thor knew if he gave Bobby his clothes back, Bobby would be a fount of information and reasons. He was tempted to do it, too, but he really felt this was the best way.
    "Small. Unequal. Out of control."
    "Out of control?"
    Bobby nodded. "Like I have no power."
    "And small, unequal?"
    "Yes sir."
    Bobby's voice was soft and Thor wanted to wrap the other man in his arms and hold him close, erase the vulnerability from Bobby's face, but it wasn't time for that. Not yet anyway.
    "You're not in control. That's what this is about. This is about you giving up control. It's not an easy thing to do. In fact, to truly give up control, it's difficult. To struggle with it doesn't mean you're weak or not really submissive. Not to me at least. You're trying to find where you belong, how submissive you really are. This is a good way to do that. You're not my equal in this. As a man, yes and likely superior in some ways, but in this right here, no. You're here for me, serving me, giving to me, surrendering your will and trusting that I know what to do with it. Given your job, your past, if you didn't struggle with it, fight against it, feel doubts and uncertainties, I wouldn't think you're serious at all."
    Bobby finally looked directly into Thor's eyes. "So, what do we do now?"
    "Does what I said make sense?"
    "Yes sir."
    And his voice sounded stronger. Thor smiled. "We continue. When you come into my house, you're to strip if we're alone. If there's company, you'll know ahead of time so you can stay dressed, but otherwise, you're to go directly to your room and strip. I need you as comfortable in your own skin as you are in your designer suits. This exposure allows me to get deeper inside your head. You need it and I want it."
    "And if I get cold?"
    Thor laughed. "You're looking for excuses now, boy. Very amusing."
    Bobby blushed and hung his head, but didn't close his eyes. "Yes sir."
    "Very good. You'll have issues with things. I know that, but the only way we can handle those issues is if you're open and honest with me. Outside your clothes, you can't hide. You have no shield. I hope one day you'll embrace it."
    "And if I don't? If I never embrace being naked alone?"
    "Then you'll just have to accept that it's what I want. As long as your my submissive, I want you naked as often as I can get you that way. I meant what I said earlier. I like looking at you.
    "Yes sir."
    "Now, about those spankings. Two infractions, yes?"
    "Yes sir."
    "And they are?" Of course Thor knew what they were, but it would become practice for Bobby to list them, to ultimately keep track of them for discipline, punishment. In Thor's book, there was no time like the present to start.
    "Forgetting my place and using your name."
    "That's