“Wait, I’ll get it.” I said. I couldn’t let her disturb my husband’s things any more than she already had, he was the type of person to notice things were moved around. I went over to my closet, opened the door and turned on the light overhead. Then I reached up to the top shelf and took down a shoe box that was in front, to expose a metal lock box out behind, which I had to stand on my tiptoes reach. I pulled the lock box down, put the shoe box back, shut the light and closed the door. When I turned back to Emma, she was staring at me with wide eyes.
“You seriously keep your toys locked up in the back of your closet?” She asked incredulously.
Okay, let me explain. For one, I didn’t buy the toys that I owned, they were all gifts from my friends at my bridal shower, and I had thought of them as gag gifts. They served their purpose of making me blush and making all the other woman at the party whoop and laugh, but once everyone had left, I had put them in a box and tried to forget about them. It’s not that I’m a prude or anything, I’m just not really into masturbating. I didn’t answer Emma, just got the key from my nightstand and unlocked the box. Once it was unlocked, I pushed it over so she could open it.
As Emma took the box and opened it, I saw the corners of her mouth curl up and her eyebrows arch. She reached in and pulled out the pink dildo. It is seven inches long and made of a soft jelly and shaped like a cock with a big set of balls. She swung it around for a few seconds before tossing it aside and reaching back in for the next item, a small but powerful vibe. She turned it on but nothing happened because I had never inserted the batteries.
Setting the vibe aside, Emma then reached for the last toy in the box. This one was the most embarrassing one of all, and when she picked it up, she had a big grin on her face. It was a beaded anal probe, with gradually increasing bead size, from very small on the end to ‘Oh my God’ on the bottom, followed by a large ring so you could pull the thing back out.
“Oh we are going to have fun with these.” She said, setting the anal vibe with the others. The batteries to the toys were in the box also and she dumped them out before putting the now empty box on my nightstand.
“Put the batteries in slave.” Emma ordered, and as I began doing that, she started looking around my bedroom. I was eyeing her as she went to my closet, opened the door and turned on the light. Two robes hung from a hook on the inside of the door and she yanked out the belts from both. She shut the light and moved to the other dresser in the room, which was mine.
“What are you looking for…mistress?” I asked as she opened the top drawer and began pawing through my stuff. I hated that she was snooping through my private things, even if it was only my underwear and bras, and I had to fight the urge to go pull her away and tell her to leave. In a very short time since I met her, she was learning secrets about me that my husband didn’t even know.
“You’ll know when I find it.” She answered, shutting the top drawer and pulling open the second. In that drawer she found what she was looking for, pantyhose. Being a teacher, I would often wear pantyhose under my dresses or skirts when it was warm. Emma pulled out two pairs of pantyhose, closed the drawer, and joined me back at the bed.
“Good slave. Now, lay down on the bed and put your arms up over your head.” Emma said. She was holding the belt to my robe and I was a bit concerned, having never been tied up before. In all reality, I didn’t know anything about this woman, and letting her tie me up could prove detrimental to my health.
Whispering my concern I asked “Uh is this really necessary?”
“It is if you want me to let you cum.”
Call me crazy, but I have always felt that I was a good judge of character, and even though Emma could have been a murdering psychopath, I felt that I could trust her. I laid back and allowed her to tie my wrists together, then to the headboard which is brass finished metal tubes . I never really figured that she would know so much about knots, so I was surprised when she finished tying and I could not for the life of me get my hands free.
I assumed that she was next going to tie my feet down at the foot of the bed, but I was so wrong about that. She did tie my feet, but not to the foot of the bed. She began by putting the crotch of one pair of pantyhose under my left ankle and wrapping both legs once around. She then lifted my leg up, causing me to lift my right leg up also, and wrapped the leg ends several times around one of the brass tubes of the headboard, ending by tying it expertly.
Emma moved over to my right foot and repeated the process so that I was basically folded in half on my bed. So now picture this, I’m on my back, totally naked, my arms and legs are tied up above my head, so my ass and pussy are sticking right up in the air. I’m looking between my breasts at my bush which is just inches from my nose. It was very uncomfortable, but not so bad when Emma slid a folded pillow under my lower back.
Now that I was completely at her mercy, Emma could have her fun. She came up on the bed and peered at me between my legs. “I hope you’re ready for the best fucking orgasm of your life slave.” She said, and I shivered in anticipation.
Emma reached down to where the toys were and held up the anal beads. I had never had anything in my ass before and was worried, but Emma knew what she was doing. She slid the jelly beads back and forth over my soaked pussy until it was coated with my pussy juices, then began to ease it into my ass. I closed my eyes and clenched my teeth as she popped the first bead in, then the second and the third. By the third bead, I was starting to sweat, and I think Emma noticed me struggling because she stopped at three and let the rest of the toy hang out of my ass. I opened my eyes again to see that there was still about six ever larger beads left.
Next she picked up the pink dildo with balls and slapped it down on my pussy, causing me to cry out and lurch my body. It didn’t actually hurt, in fact, I was so horny right then that it almost sent me into spasms.
I had never really cared to use the thing before because it was so thick. One thing about my husband was that his cock was about six inches when erect and it was thin, a little thicker than the diameter of a quarter. Nothing to write home about for sure, but it was sufficient for my needs. This jelly dildo though, was huge. If I wrapped my fingers around it, I couldn’t even touch my thumb and pointer finger together.
Emma slid the dildo all around my sensitive pussy, pushing me so close but never quite hitting the spot that would have set me off. “Have you ever had this inside you?” She asked me, but I think she knew the answer before I could shake my head indicating that I hadn’t. “Well then, it’s about time that you see what it’s like.”
I hadn’t thought that I would like to have something so thick and long being shoved inside of me, but I was hornier than I had ever been in my life, and I trusted Emma to help me cum, no matter what it took.