Keith sighed, trembling as he felt wet lips leave hickeys on his ass.
"Color honey"
Keith had to process for a second what he was asked,the pet names weren't helping, finally realizing what he wanted, a raspy "green" was heard through the room.
"Sweetheart, I'm gonna move you into your knees, color baby?" He asked
" Green"
It was swift and fast he was pulled up with his tied hands and balanced. His hands were quickly untied. "I want your hands on my hips. If it becomes to much I want you to tap so I can slow down. If I need to stop slap me, color?"
" Green"