Reminiscing

"It all started because of a quietly whispered fantasy late one night.
You told me how you wanted to be set free after a perfectly vanilla
dinner date with friends.

It started simply enough, a glass of wine before dinner, conversation
flowing ... They have been our friends for so long, there were no
uncomfortable moments of silence. They knew we weren't the ordinary
couple and having remarked on the key hanging around my neck, were
told the truth. They had a hard time accepting that a man could *want*
to be a woman's toy (that was the easiest and most accepting of words
I could find to use), but I could see the idea intrigued Mary.

Dishes were put away, more wine was poured and the evening started to
take a turn. (Do you ever feel that? when the air is suddenly tense,
for no reason at all? A heaviness starts to underlay the talk.) The
flirting and appreciative glances had been going on all night, but now
there was more to it. I could see Mary giving me little inquiring
looks, wanting to know when I would start (I had told her I was going
to give her a small demonstration of what a toy really IS good for
[g]) I leaned towards you and told you to go and fetch the small bag
lying on the bed. Lol, the look on your face was enough to make me
smile, pet! Blushing and as eager as could be! I was quite prepared to
see you trip over your own two feet in your rush to get there.. quite
the undignified gentleman, hmm? You've been such a good boy lately,
that giving you this small treat wasn't hard to do at all. Plus, I'd
have the benefit of taking Mary in hand, which I've been longing to
do.

The toybag placed at my feet, you stood to attention in front of me. A
quick flip of my wrist and you started to unbutton, from shirt to
trousers, it's taken off (you have learned well, my pet). I can see
Mary's glance at the metal surrounding your cock. [g] I really should
of made you explain it, just to see the blush stain your cheeks as you
explain that you can't keep your hands off your own cock. Shameful!
Lol. As is, tho, they were seeing a whole new side of you and I think
for the time being, that was enough.

By the time you finished stripping down, I was sitting in a puddle.
For I alone knew what I was going to have you do. To start very simply
with something that Mary and Tom could grasp, I pulled out the paddle
and had you bend over and hold your ankles. I showed them the
fundamentals of punishment and style. The reasoning behind it and what
it accomplished. By the time I was done, you were dancing on your
toes, Tom was twitching in his seat in sympathy and Mary was asking
in-depth questions.

Next I had you kneel at my feet, heels touching ass, I could see the
grimace it caused you. Touching the toebag with one pointed shoe, it
was opened by you and the only thing in it was the thigh strap-on with
dildo attached. You lifted my dress oh so slowly, with a kiss and your
breath warming my thigh. I lifted my leg and rested the heel of my
shoe on you, while the buckle was done and all set in readiness. My
eyes met Mary's over your shoulder and the only thing I could read
properly was the lust taking over. Tom's, on the other hand, were
quiet and watchful. Tho, glancing down, I could see the outline of him
quite clearly. Maybe next time, hmm, pet?

You lubed it up and kissed the tip, showing me exactly how much you
appreciated this. I patted my lap and you straddled my leg. That bit
of metal biting quite badly by now, I assumed correctly. You spread
your legs lewdly and positioned it so, with the tip pointed northward
and just near your entrance. With a bit of wiggling and a shamed look
at tom, you sink a bit deeper on that nicely shaped cock. Who would of
thought you would turn into such a slut over a bit of meat wedged
between your cheeks? You beg for this so often and I rarely give it,
so I know *exactly* what you are feeling.

Looking at the couple seated so close, tom's hand was between his
legs, trying not to look conspicuous. Mary, I haven't seen with eyes
so bright before. With a pointed look, I let her know of tom's
actions, where he was promptly smacked for his indiscretion. Lol, The
look on his face was worth all the trouble! Talk about shamefaced! and
Most especially in front of me! How delicious it turned out to be.

You finally seated yourself to the hilt and with my hand on your neck,
you were made to say "I am Mistress's toy, to do with as she pleases".
I could feel you wiggling, barely noticeable, on the dildo inside you.
I know how you ache to be fucked good and proper, but you didn't get
it then, did you? You had to lift your head up and keep your legs
spread, hands at your thighs, letting Mary and Tom see everything you
did. I know you closed your eyes when you started to moan.. slowly
sliding up and down on the seat of my power. By then, I honestly
wished I had more eyes.. One set to watch the reactions of our friends
and one to keep focused on the lines of your back.

My hands found your hips and I pulled you on closer.. Knowing if you
weren't caged, you'd find your release faster. From the sounds you are
making, I knew you were in agony, wanting so much, but made to play
teacher.

I wanted them to see you reduced to my pet, blown away by your needs
and you gave me that.. "

What's that, pet? ... No, maybe tomorrow I'll let you out. Now be a
good boy and finishing bringing me off while I continue reminiscing.