There wasn't time for Shannon to properly react to the sudden redaction of attention aside from a rather pathetic sound. After the tug on the leash, he jerked toward the source and his confusion was obvious; the commanding tone was the only thing keeping him from speaking aloud right away. His head was still fogged, but not enough that he couldn't hear what was being said straight to him.

When he stood as instructed, face up for a moment before he realized and tipped it toward the floor, his current predicament became even more noticeable. While he waited for his Dom to continue, he tried to adjust his pants; leather was great for a lot of things, but not very good for relieving friction on a sensitive area.