Charles was pleased that it seemed his offer was going to be accepted. He wanted to take care of his boy and he did it in the way he knew how... Moving to take out a small rubber plug that was comfortable to wear but wouldn't feel too small after that dildo he slipped it inside letting the base come to rest as he gave Caden's ass a firm pat signaling that he could lower his legs. It was almost tempting with how easily he took the toy to play further but Charles has far better self control than that.<br/><br/>The question shouldn't have surprised his but it warmed Caden a twitch of his lips in a half smile. "it's not your job to worry about that... You give me plenty in all our sessions and by choosing to submit to my rules. That in itself is a pleasure and a gift." He explained casually as if he could deny that he had sexual desire for the boy in front of him. Oh he most certainly wanted Caden, but the other was a treat he wasn't sure would be a good idea to have.<br/><br/>-------<br/><br/>The other was so cute struggling on his half transparent table but the thing was built to take quite a bit of abuse and wouldn't shift at all with Evan trying to move around or throw his weight onto. Really a beautiful custom piece and be should thank the Craftsman for it again later. His eyebrow lifted at the mention of a word. Well wasn't the other a clever boy and finally catching onto where this was going. Maybe it was cruel to not outline any rules before hand but now...<br/><br/>"I suppose you do get a word." The sadist in him was almost a little disappointed. "But you don't get to use it at the drop of a hat. It's reserved for when you really can't do something. I promise you I will know if you call it too early. I have plenty of experience in his realm." He grinned wide again like the wolf that felt like it was tugged at the chain inside him looking to break free. "Usually people use Red for stop sign and green for the go ahead. Simplified down. But you can get creative if you are so inclined. It won't stall my plans." He explained casually twisting the paddle around in his hand.<br/><br/>He was planning to start out light after all each person's tolerance was different and while he delighted in testing those limits there was also an art to applying the sensation slowly building and layering till a body and akin could take more than one might think capable. A cold caning was punishment but building up over a layer of endorphins it could be an addictive high. Alan knew all too well how addictive it could be... And how much he loves hooking people on it.