Disconnecting the wires, he firmly took hold of the retainer on the anal plug and began to pull. Gabbie could feel her asshole attempt to hold onto it, not wanting to release the plug; but his steady pull eventually caused her muscles to relax, and it gave up its place in her body. She suddenly felt a void, like something was missing and she absently moved her right hand to her ass.
His voice brought her back, “Go take a hot shower, but leave the cups on your nipples. Do not take them off. Take your clothes with you. Because I love you, I’m going to give you one last opportunity to change your mind. This is your last out, if you come back to me dressed, we’ll carry on as best we can like nothing happened. But I’ll never revisit this with you … ever. If you come back in naked, I’ll take you to sexual places you have no idea exist. Right now Gabbie, you don’t’ know what you don’t know. I’ll introduce you to things you’ve never thought about, but you must understand, I play rough, you just saw that with your sister, so choose wisely. If you choose to stay, just leave your clothes in the bathroom. Questions?”
She said nothing, just looked at him with her lips pursed and her cobalt blue eyes wide so he continued, “First door on the left. Towels and everything you need are in the closet. Take your time, I’m here all night,” and with that he turned to clean up the scene.
She looked at him, this man she had known since the beginning of her life, walking nakedly away from her. She could see his big cock swing with every step. Did she want to continue? Did she want him to fuck her with that monster? She picked up her clothes and headed for the shower.
Randy wondered what she would choose as she left, smiling in the knowledge that the hot water would cause her nipples to expand a little more inside the cups.
If she chose to stay, she would be a lot of fun to break-in. If she chose to leave, it would be both of their loss. Halley had presented him with a unique gift, if it came to fruition. He began to sketch out in his mind what he wanted to do with Gabbie if she came back naked.
*
The water was hot, and she let it take her body, the warm needles of pressure relaxing her and washing away her tenseness. Gabbie found shampoo and washed her hair thinking about conversations over the past year with her sister about sex, about Halley saying she was nervous and somewhat afraid and not knowing how or why or when or really anything about it. Until she had met someone who opened the world of sexual pleasure for her so that now she was confidant in herself, confidant enough to even give away control of her body to another if she desired to do so.
Gabbie had wondered about that, fantasized about it, even longed for it. But she never imagined that it was Randy who had taught Halley about it. Not quite a week ago, she had begun the conversation with Halley about wanting to meet this person she had spoken of, but she had no clue she would be taking a shower in this house less than a week later and making a decision that seemed of such importance.
She cupped her breasts under the hot water, watching the rivulets cascade off them. They weren’t huge like some others, but they were shapely, and she found herself thinking of how the milker had made them shake as the suction was applied and reduced. Her nipples, still beet-red and swollen through the translucence of the cups, seemed to fill them almost to the end of their two-inch length.
Her hands made their way to her butt, caressing and massaging it. It was something she was sometimes embarrassed by, to be only 5′ 2″ and 120 pounds, and yet to have, what the boys at her high school called, a “black girl’s ass”.
Her right hand found her asshole and as she explored it, she could tell that it had not closed back completely from where the plug had been. She had a feeling of emptiness where it had once it had felt so full.
Did she want this? Did she want to be so in control of herself that she would willingly cede control to another? She soaped up her body and set about to do what they had taught her in school; to make a mental listing of the pros and cons and then to decide. As she washed, she went through each and the entire time there was this nagging at the back of her brain. It was a hunger, a need, a longing; she couldn’t quite zero in on it.
*
Thirty-five minutes later she walked back into the playroom. Randy was sitting on a padded bondage bench with his back to her, smoking a cigarette and dumping the ashes into an empty soda can.
She walked around to face him, standing there with her hair still wet, turning her yellow-blonde tresses dark.
“Those things will kill you,” she told him.
Ignoring her comment, he asked, “Is this your decision?”
She looked down on him, feet shoulder width apart, hands on naked hips, “Yes, no turning back.”
He put the rest of the smoke in the can and rose. They stood staring at each other about a yard apart for several minutes and he could tell that she was trying to figure out what was going on, why he wasn’t doing anything, but he just bored into her blue eyes.
Finally he saw the light of ‘aha’ go on in her eyes and she sunk to her knees as her sister had done and tried to take his cock into her mouth, with her left hand holding it at the base while her right began to creep down to her pussy.
“Do not touch yourself or I’ll spank you.”
She put the hand on her leg and started the timid lick of his cockhead while jacking the base, using her fat tongue down the shaft, and then surprised Randy by licking his balls.
“Good, good Gabbie. Now get it good and wet with your saliva, spit on it if you must, but get it wet and put it in your mouth. Remember how that milker sucked on your tits?” she stopped and looked up at him, “I want you to do that to my cock.”
She looked at the head again, made a face, spit twice, and opened wide to take it in, getting most of the crown in her mouth before she stopped and used her tongue again to swirl around it.
Randy reached down and pulled the nipple cups off her tits. He caressed them as she moaned and took the first inch past the crown into her mouth.
“That’s it, work it in slowly,” and he paused as he got a chill. “Inch by inch, a little more in each time, a little less out. Breathe through your nose.”
She followed his direction to the letter, pausing once or twice to get the lower parts of his shaft wet with her saliva, then going right back to the point she had left off in going down on him. Gabbie’s deformed mouth was stretched obscenely around his dick, her nostrils flared twice as big as normal, but she did not falter.
As she started to pick up the pace, Randy began to feel the stirring in his balls. He knew there was still a while before he would cum, but this was getting unexpectantly good very quickly.
“Stick your tongue out of your mouth along the bottom of the shaft. That’s it, that’s good baby girl. Any time now you’re going to hit the back of your throat and there will probably be the urge to gag,” and in that instant she pushed his cock past the back of her throat effortlessly.