Randy Reporting

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Constance licked her lips as she watched the tails from the flogger litter the well formed back of her newest play thing. Her fingers gripped the handle lightly, each strike fell where she wanted it, when she wanted it and with the power she felt was deserving of her sub. By the time she was ready to move to the front of him, her arousal was growing by leaps and bounds. The scent of her sex wafting up to her and she breathed it in. Her free hand slipped into her sex, she twirled two slim, delicate and well manicured digits around the fleshy walls, brought them out and then presented them to her lover. She watched his tongue dart out and she smiled as he swept the fluids from her fingers.

Hunger. Lust. Want. And many more desires were easily reflected in her eyes as she stared into Randy's. She walked away, picked up the second flogger and began to assault his body once more. This time the strikes were more powerful, random and delivered with varying strengths. She watched his body strain, as if trying to gage when the next fall would occur, or how hard or light it would be. “Can you still taste me on your lips?” she asked as she walked around, running the flogger lazily against his thighs, before striking his right ass cheek.

She stopped flogging him and then dropped to her knees where she began to suck vigorously on his dick. After he filled her mouth, she popped off and began to tease his warming flesh with soft strikes. “Soon, pet. . .you'll feel the final lashes for the night.” She moved away and picked up the last flogger he had been shown.

 

[Tseranc]

The transition between the 'toys' was pleasant enough, forced to lick the honey off her fingers, made his cock rock hard, despite the beating. He didn't know if it was because he was 'forced' to relish her flavor, but he'd be damned if another woman ever tasted so divine!

But when the strikes resumed, there was little to enjoy about it. Unable to anticipate the next landing of the small steel ball chains, he was strained against the restraints, but still managed to utter, “Yes Mistress...” to her inquiry.

He had been on the edge of crying out a color, but had talked himself down from red, to yellow, and was just gritting his teeth when it stopped as suddenly as it had all began. Like a flash she was in front of him, on her knees, and his cock disappeared into her mouth, which quickly had it a solid, throbbing shaft once more. He was lost, and loving being so helpless to affect her in any way, yet she remained sucking his dick with a wicket grin.

He was about ready to beg permission to cum when cool air replaced her warm lips, and she informed him of what came next. He swallowed hard, imagining what the 3rd implement would do to skin.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Constance left his side, her steps carrying her easily to the table where she’d laid the floggers. The other two rested next to the third and she ran her fingers slowly over the intricately detailed handle of the final toy for the night. Her fingers wrapped assuredly around the leather covered handle. She lifted it up, turned the device one way then the other and shivered as light hit it, forcing the cables to glimmer in their brilliance. “Beautiful, isn’t it pet?” she asked, turning around to showcase the shiny surface.

Her lips rose in a grin that most, and probably Randy too, would call menacing. In fact though Constance was very much aware of how she looked and that picture brought another shiver of excitement through her. She knew if she ran her fingers across her slit, she’d come. The mere touch of her pussy would make her shiver and shudder, her come would flow hot from her womb and all because she was aroused at the mere thought of flogging her toy.

Each step took her closer to Randy’s aroused state. His eyes fell on the flogger and she watched his cock grow slightly limp. She frowned. “In time, you’ll learn how to focus your energies on keeping yourself hard for me.” She knew he’d gone softer because of the fear of the unknown. “You’re not aware yet how much your body can take... and will take in order to please me. You’ll learn that remaining stiff pleases me far much more than having me get down on my knees and suck you.”

But that is what she did, she bent over and recaptured his cock, sucking hard, to make sure he found himself focusing on her ministrations and not the tool in her hand. As he filled her mouth with his growing length, Constance began to rub the floggers cables up and down his thigh. Then as she suckled him, her hand came back and she slapped his muscular leg with a hard swat. The cables licked at his flesh and Constance continued to suck on his shaft.

 

[Tseranc]

Bound as he was, there was little he could do to fight her statement. Oh he figured he could argue, but in the end, he knew he would indeed learn just how much pain he could take from that evil implement.

But her lips wrapped sinfully around his cock proved as perfect a distraction as ever, and any flogging quickly receded to the back of his mind. Only the lavish attention she was giving him truly registered in his brain, even when the thin cables were tracing their way up his leg.

Just as he lost himself to pleasure filled moans, she struck, eliciting a yelp of both surprise and pain. The first blow having pulled him out of his reverie, he tried to look down at himself, to inspect the damage. But while the strike had been sharp, he didn't think she broke the skin, at least not yet.

But while he tried to look over himself, all Randy could focus on was the impossibly hot woman still sucking his cock, even while holding that damned 'toy' menacingly. But somehow, that too proved more arousing then anything. That she could be a wicked, sinister woman, but still retain every ounce of her feminine charms. Her cruel lust was beginning to really sink in.

He breathed in deeply, in an attempt to control his reactions to what was to come. That thing hurt like all hell, but he would try. He would find his limits, as she had promised he would.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

She continued sucking him and occasionally striking his thigh. She could feel his body battling itself. A part of him wanted to slide in and out her eager mouth another part wanted the lashing of her flogger to stop. She wouldn’t stop, not until he either said the word to end it all, or came in her throat. Constance glanced up, her eyes full of hunger, lust, and respect as she drank the pre cum that had filled her cheeks. She bobbed up and then down, varying the speed and strength of her muscles. Her tongue swept across the ridged head, then back down the full length of his cock, only to stop and begin a journey across his testicles.

Repeatedly she continued to pull his attention away from the biting stings and focus on his increasing girth and pleasure. When she felt she had his attention focused on her, she would rare back and strike his leg again. Over and over she went, coaxing the blood through his veins and pushing more oily fluids out of the slip to slide instinctively down her throat. She lifted her mouth from his dick and glanced up into his face.

“One word, pet. Say it and we’ll go upstairs and rest. Tomorrow is a new day,” she whispered, reared back and struck him again.

Her other hand pushed his cock back into her mouth and she began her well-practiced technique of deep-throating him. Several times she went down, then she again released him.

“Or you could ask me to let you come,” she said, her grin wicked and mischievous as she slapped his leg again, this time higher up so the cords landed on his thigh, hip and ass cheek. Constance returned to suckling her favorite part of her lover’s anatomy.

 

[Tseranc]

Continually torn between the edge of heaven and the depths of hell, he damned near wanted to cry out just to end the confusion. He didn't need to look, he knew from the feel of the light trickle down his leg, the woman had drawn blood. That fact didn't seem to phase her any more then the wincing he had done under each strike, or the shouts of pain. Well, no more then the his moans of pleasure did; both seemed to bring the same devious grin of enjoyment to her face. Those emerald eyes glinted with some sadistic satisfaction, and he wondered which of his options would satisfy her most.

He had stopped wondering why he sought to find the answer that she wanted most, and stopped hating himself for it. Finally after another sharp shock, which made his knee buckle, he cried out. He wanted to cum; he wanted to cry. Choking it all back, he had no illusions of denying her.

“RED!!! Dear god red!” He sighed, and immediately felt horrible for giving up. His balls ached and he felt worse still, fearing she would cease her enjoyable actions along with the dreadful ones. Randy hung limp form his arms, in resignation, “Please Mistress, let me cum, I'll do anything.....please...” He knew he sounded almost as pathetic as he felt. Somehow he knew that his last request fell on deaf ears.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Constance dropped the flogger and kept her mouth on Randy’s dick. Just as she was about to pull off of him, she heard his second plea. She smiled inwardly, removed his dick from her moist lips and whispered in a thick voice that was laced with lust and pleasure, “Come for your Mistress.”

She covered his dick again, her eyes however remained open as she sucked him down her throat. As she felt his seed spurt into her mouth, Constance examined the tender beads of blood that were slowly trailing down his leg in tiny little streams of beautiful crimson. Her pulse raced as she drank from him, pulling out every ounce and savoring it before she allowed it to slide down her throat and rest in her stomach.

When she felt the final shudder from his orgasm, Constance rose up and with her lips closed, smiled up at him. She then grabbed his head and forcefully pushed her mouth to his, opened her lips as he opened his and she gave him some of his seed. Her tongue pushed the salty fluid along his and she waited for him to cleanse her palette. Only when he was done did she release the firm hold on his head and begin to work free the restraints that kept him tethered for her.

“You can’t fall,” she whispered against his ear. “I’m not strong enough to carry you. Sit down; there is a chair, just two steps behind you. Relax pet, you’ve pleased me greatly, now let me take care of you.”

 

[Tseranc]

Randy couldn't believe his fortune at being allowed to come. Those lips surrounded him again, and her eyes pierced his soul, demanding he finish. It took but second, before he shot his sticky wad into her perfect mouth.

Her forceful lips drained him over ever last drop, leaving his entire body limp against his restraints. He couldn't even pretend to put up a fight against her kiss, forcing him to taste his own cum. His lips and tongue meshed and met hers until she was satisfied, and he just hung there in a haze.

He only pulled himself together slightly, when she began releasing him, and he did only what was strictly required. Standing long enough to dump himself into the chair that was close by, as promised. She had said something about not being strong enough for something, and that just didn't make sense to him. She was tough as nails, and stronger then anyone he'd ever met. At least stronger willed, which was all the strength he ever contemplated.

In the far reached of his head, an increasingly small voice screamed that he should not have been grateful for being 'allowed' to cum, but should have fucked her throat until she cried. He should have slapped the hell out of her for forcing him to taste himself. He should run from this place and destroy her forever.

It was a very tiny voice now, easily drowned out by the euphoric feelings brought on by the endorphins crashing though his body, and the praise she had issued him for his performance.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Constance smiled at her pet. His apparent relief at having found a place to rest was easily read on his face, as well as the way his body sagged into the chair. She kissed his lips and then moved away. “You’ve pleased me greatly and now as your Mistress I will care for you.”

She walked over to a sink that had been built into the wall when she had first had this room designed. The water poured from the sink, a mixture of hot and cold, until the temperature was one she found to her liking. A cloth was added to a metal bowl that was filled with the water and a drop of soap. She placed it on a wheeled tray, along with another bowl of pure water; a towel, ointment and some oil were soon stacked along side the other implements.

The sound of the tray scooting along the ground echoed around the room. Constance reached Randy’s side and began to wash his thighs. She dipped the cloth into the soapy water over and over again, each caress soft and tender. She swept the cloth across his sex, working it through his coarse hairs and then up and down his sensitive shaft. She wiped his chest, erasing sweat from his muscles. His arms were treated to the same bath as was his neck and then ever-so-gently she wiped his face. All the places she cleansed were rinsed with the second bowl of water.

Constance remained on her knees as she dabbed ointment on the small cuts that had marred his flesh from the last flogger. “You have shown me your limits in regards to the flogger. From this day on, the pain will not go this far unless you allow it.” She kissed his hips and then poured oil into her palms. His body was again treated to her ministrations. The oil soaked into his flesh and she knew eventually he’d feel the warming effects of its chemical compounds.

When she was finished, she took his hand and brought it to her lips. “Come pet, our bed is just across the hall, remember?” She led him to the bedroom where they’d lay earlier. “Climb in and dream about what reward you wish to have come morning.”

 

[Tseranc]

Randy, didn't flinch, not even inwardly at the title pet. He didn't fight her title on any level. He just sat there, and when she began cleaning him up, he mustered a smile in gratitude. In the recesses of his brain, he enjoyed a younger, incredibly sexy woman on her knees tending to him, but even in that appreciation, he held no illusion of her bending to his will, or doing anything for his gain alone. She was there only because she felt so inclined.

By the time she was working oils into his flesh, and in a way, warning him there might be more pain to come, but now within his established limit, he wondered if he'd still have gotten this great caring treatment if he had set that limit a good deal lower. Not that that was really an option; she had some way of forcing honesty from him that he could not explain.

He nodded, and made his way over to the bed where they had been this afternoon. It held none of the ominous, almost frightful character that it did the first time he had seen it. Now it just looked comfortable; but so might a bed of nails, so long as he could be off his feet.

Crawling into bed, he collapsed once he was sure he was on just one side of it, in case she felt like joining him, she had said that he would sleep with her. He wondered if she had more rules for this bed then the one upstairs of a very different style.

And soon he was sleeping, simply too tired to spend any thought on the reward she had promised tomorrow.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Constance walked into the room; her gaze drifted from around, settling on the man who breathed deeply on top of the soft sheets and blankets. She smiled, recalling how long he’d held out for her. Her fingers moved to her clothing, which she deftly removed, along with her shoes. When she was naked, she pulled another blanket from a closet and slipped onto the bed with Randy. Once they were both covered, she snuggled up to him and closed her eyes.

She wasn’t tired, her body was greatly aroused, but she knew her pet could not handle her needs. Constance told herself it was just part of the life. . .going without for the moment. Her Randy needed rest, so her own pleasure would wait. Come morning though, he would owe her a great climax. As she closed her eyes and willed herself to sleep, she wondered about the next days to come. Would Randy continue to let her control him? Or in the morning light would he balk and walk away, knowing that this night was just the tip of the iceberg?

Eventually sleep claimed her and Constance was pulled into the fantasies her mind played while she slept. When morning came Constance awoke with a start, pressed herself back against her lover and sighed. She wondered what time it was. No clock existed in her dungeon bedroom or in the play room itself. Time was not an issue for her when she was down in her rooms, but neither was sunlight, so she had no way of telling if it was before noon or after.

 

[Tseranc]

Consciousness came, and while a million images had danced in his head over the night, they all scattered and we lost when he opened his eyes and met the reality of Constance laying beside him. That knowledge alone meant something to him. She did sleep with him, and while he had never known that until this moment, it was a comfort.

He knew she was awake, from the way she was breathing, and he knew she must have held back from waking him. Another gift, he knew. With the promise of a reward already, he already felt grateful.

Odd though, at his feelings this morning, there was hardly any bitterness, or resentment for making him feel this way. He was a strong man, fit, and secure in himself. If anyone else tried this shit with him he'd have them for breakfast, but somehow with Constance, it was alright. More, maybe it was just....right.

None of that mattered now of course, as it was a matter to be pondered at the end of the week. For now he had this reality to live in, that he promised to play along with. Today, well rested, he was actually eager to enter her world; a world of fear and wonder, but erotic simplex because it was hers.

“Good morning Mistress. Thank you for letting me sleep in.” he bent his head down and kissed the back of her head, a show of affection that instinct led him to do.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Constance had known the moment he’d awoken. His chest rising and falling had instantly changed. She smiled against his ribs and then felt him turning to kiss her. The softness of his lips on her head made her tremble and she looked up to gaze at his sleepy features. “You’re quite welcome, pet, though I must admit, I don’t know if we have slept in or not.”

She slid her body up his and rested herself partially on his nude form. “There are no windows down here, and no clocks in the two rooms, though there is one in the main room, where folks can gather and watch our play.” She grinned and licked her lips before sliding up the rest of his length and capturing his lips with her own. “But I am not ready to share my prize,” she whispered before her tongue took a lazy swim through his mouth.

She pulled away and then climbed from the bed. Her arms reached up and she stretched her naked form, allowing her pet to see her in all her glory. She arched her back and yawned as she awoke all the muscles in her form. When she turned back to face him, she smiled. “You may have forgotten what I said last night, so I’ll repeat it this morning. . .You pleased me a great deal and took much more than most would in your position. You earned a reward, whatever you ask is yours, as long as I can provide it. If I can’t then I’ll let you know and you will need to adjust your request accordingly. Think on this while I shower and ready myself for the day. When you are ready you may go upstairs and shower, then dress in whatever it is I lay out on your bed... unless your reward is something that will take you out to the public, then you will have to dress in the clothing I had brought from your home.”

She grinned at his expression. “You should really talk to your employees, about how easily gaining entrance to your home is... the proper dollar amount gracing their palm though was rather high, but worth it.”

Constance kissed him again, quick, hard and hungrily, before pulling away and leaving her pet to dwell on the night before, the morning of, and the reward he was due. She made her way upstairs, noting the time as she did. "No wonder my stomach is growling," she whispered as twelve-thirty registered in her sleep-filled mind.

Once upstairs in the room where Randy had first slept she pulled out the blue metallic PVC sleeveless eyelet T-Shirt and matching boxers. She then went to her own room and showered, eventually she was ready to dress and pulled on a robe, not wanting to put on something that would not work for play, if her pet wanted to go out in public. She tied the sash and took the steps down to the kitchen where she readied one of the many dishes her butler had prepared before his scheduled vacation.

 

[Tseranc]

Randy regretted her leaving so soon, even after enjoying her display her perfect body for him in her morning stretching. He didn't care what time it was, only that it was time to with this odd, but incredible woman again.

But, he had sweat a good deal, and by now had remembered that he bled some too, so figured a shower was definitely in order. He went and shaved, and thought on a reward. He then showered, and continued thinking on it. Even drying off he had yet to come up with any answer that seemed to fit what she was offering. He could ask for anything she said! He'd already thrown out any ill thought of hurting her business, or any life outside of this house and this week.

Returning to his room, he saw what she had waiting for him. Checking the closet again, to see that sometime in the night several of his items had indeed been delivered. He shut the closet and struggled into the impossibly tight pvc shirt and tiny shorts she had chosen for him, then picked up his collar from the bathroom sink and made his way to her down in the kitchen.

“Mistress Constance. You offered a reward for pleasing you, and if it isn't too bold, I have two requests. First, that if you are still so pleased at the end of the week, you let the man, not the toy or pet, into your bed to pay his own respects for a woman he sorely underestimated. Second, today, I would like to learn new ways to please you. If doing odd things to me is pleasing, then so be it, but i am honestly hoping for instruction and demonstrations on how to bring you and you body the most I can.”

He hoped the requests, which sounded kind of silly to him, but were heartfelt, meant half as much to her as they did to him.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

She turned when she heard him enter the room. Her smile lifted as she took in the well defined muscles of his chest and upper thighs as the material hugged his flesh. She walked around him after he finished asking for his rewards. “I’m surprised,” she told him and then motioned for him to take a seat and enjoy their lunch which consisted of homemade meatloaf, potatoes and mixed vegetables. She took her seat and poured them both glasses of cool lemonade.

“As far as your first reward... to come to my bed as the man and not the pet, or as my toy, granted... if that is still your desire after this week is over.”

She wondered if he would be shocked to find out that he actually enjoyed being the submissive more than he realized and would in time embrace it fully. Would she have a lover that could match her desire and her needs from this week on, or would she continue to flitter from one to another left unsatisfied?

Constance sipped her drink and then rested her hand on her lap as she addressed his second request. “Today we’ll do what you ask. I’ll not do anything odd to you. Those things are not really rewards until after we learn your limits... they are more like tests to see where your level of pain and pleasure cross. Last night was mild compared to what we will be doing over the course of this week. Today though if you wish to learn more about me and my physical likes and wants we can do that. I will change into something that gives you access to all parts of me. Then we will begin... but not until after we’ve eaten.”

She thought of the various things she would do on this day, by the end of the night her lover would be begging to take her to Heaven and back again and she would be more than willing to allow it. Constance ate her meal as she ran ideas back and forth in her mind, dismissing some and becoming flushed with excitement for others. She rose when she was finished with her meal. "You've not gotten the grounds tour, so feel free to walk out the back door to the hot tub that rests at the edge of the pool. I'll meet you there in a moment. Don't climb in," she said and left the room to return to her bedroom and choose her ensemble for this particular play date.

 

[Tseranc]

He loved how she spoke so frankly on how he would have access to all her her parts...so matter of fact. Her world, and here sex was the rule, not the shunned topic out in polite society. Here her 'parts' were supposed to be 'accessed' and pleasured regularly.

He still didn't think of himself as a submissive person, but didn't shy from how being in her world (as he really thought of it as a totally separate place now) excited him.

He finished his meal, excited that both his requests were to be granted. He hoped she liked less...eclectic sex, as his first request was to be no frills. He just wanted a man, and a woman, and thought that somehow, in that exchange he could best show his respect for what a woman she was. After putting all the dishes in the dishwasher, he took her 'advice' and went to look out at his hot tub of hers. It was connected to a huge pool, but more impressive was that the entire area was secluded by dense trees around the property. He never had the chance to see the splendor of her retreat the night he was brought here. Now he took it all in, perfectly groomed lawn stretching to a tall hedges that seemed to wall out the tall trees. You'd need a helicopter to spy on her here; hell you could land one on that lawn and still have a good walk to the pool – which resided on a huge deck that overlooked the entire property.

The woman had class coming out of her pores. After gaping at the scenery for a few minutes he walked back to the hot tub, and stood there, trying not to feel like an idiot in skin tight plastic she had chosen for him to wear. He wondered if the metallic blue brought out his eyes, and had a good chuckle at his own expense for even pondering it.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Constance made her way back up to the second floor and slipped into her bedroom. She went directly to the closet that held her several of her play clothes. Realistically Constance had clothes and toys here and there about her home, simply because she never knew when she would be in the mood to play. This particular ensemble though matched her toy’s. She slipped off her robe and slid into her matching blue body suit with thong back. She adjusted the string in the front so her nipples were hidden by the PVC material. Her heels, a rich metallic blue hugged her toes and straps wrapped tight around her ankles. Once she was dressed for her afternoon play time, she headed back downstairs to view her pet gazing about the lush landscape.

“I hope you enjoy the view,” she whispered as she stared out at her lands. “I’ve lived here a number of years, but the beauty of it still astounds me. I paid quite a bit to have the privacy built up in a natural way, but also had it done quicker than God could have done it.”

“To begin you can apply the lotion to my skin. It will accomplish us nothing if my flesh burns from the sun. I will return the favor and then you can go over to the bar on the patio and find a chest. Bring it to me, inside are some of what brings me pleasure when I am without a companion to see to my needs.”

She handed him the lotion and turned to present her back to him. “Do nothing except apply the sunscreen, pet. We’re not playing. . .you’re learning.”

 

[Tseranc]

Controlling the urge to let his jaw hang open took effort as she reappeared. She always looked amazing, but when dressed in such...exotic...outfits it still blew his mind. He couldn't really come up with words to respond back to her tale of her property, but actually felt a stab of jealousy in thinking there were others that had seen this side of her.

“Yes Mistress,” simply stated as he took the lotion and made sure that every inch of her was covered and the fluid rubbed into her perfect skin; even reaching under the thin straps of the plastic material, in case it came off at some point. But the entire time he was sure to do as he had been told, and not make any of these actions more exciting then absolutely necessary; a truly difficult feat.

As promised she returned the favor, and it too was a simple action that he wished wasn't as arousing as it still was. Just to have this woman looking like that and touching him was enough to stir the blood. But once his exposed limbs were coated, he followed the last instruction, and fetched the chest, which was heavier then he would have guessed a few sex toys would be.

He brought it to her, setting it before her feet, and stood back up waiting for whatever came next. He hoped that he'd soon get to see her in pleasure, as he 'learned' what excited her best.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Constance took a seat on the patio chair that rested to the left of the hot tub and motioned for Randy to put her toy box on the table next to her. “You may sit,” she told him and waited for him to comply. When he did, she opened her box and lifted a red silk scarf from the top. “I’ll tell you what each item is and what it does, if you don’t know, but I have a feeling you’re quite experienced in the toy department. I don’t see you allowing that joy to escape your past lovers.”

She took a slow breath and closed her eyes as a breeze suddenly swept through the air. A soft sigh escaped her as she released her thoughts about Randy and what she was about to tell him would be his lesson for today. She opened her eyes and began to speak calmly to him in a manner one would use to a student.

“You asked for a reward and it is to learn what pleases me. This is also a job, if you think about it, not just a reward. So as this thing you asked for continues, remember you asked for this reward, not I. You’re job will be to choose three toys to use out here. You may chose either waterproof or not, but the goal is to learn how to please me with these toys. I will tell you if you need to go faster, slower, harder, deeper, but. . .you are not to make me come. You will learn my body and how close I am to orgasming by the sounds I make, the way my hips rise and fall and the amount of moisture expels from me. You’ll learn the different flavors of my arousal except one. . .unless you fail. Fail though and the reward is over and the day is mine again.”

She lifted the first toy from the box and placed it on the silk scarf. The clear glass dildo with its graduating balls caught the sunlight and sent a glimmer of light across the side of the house. It’s beauty however was ignored by Constance as she picked up a small pink
waterproof egg, followed by her triple-stimulator, Hitachi wand and lastly or so Randy thought or perhaps hoped, she put a dark blue dual-penetrator and a waterproof clit vibe on the cloth. “Many toys,” she whispered and lovely caressed the glass dildo. “All are very stimulating, but more so if used with a friend, lover, or pet.”

“There is one more item in that box, that is why it was so heavy. These things are rather light, so I’m sure you’re curious as to what else is in there.” Constance grinned and pulled the final toy out of the chest. It was a box all of its own. Simple and quite plan. The metal black and the hinges brass. She flicked it open and revealed a toy that had more attachments than the laptop at her desk. “This is waterproof and very much insertable, so if you think you can play with it, with me, and not make me come... well, we will see if that is one that you choose.” She laid the Eroscillator and all its attachments to the side, not lifting it out of the box.

"There is a power outlet over there," she pointed to a post several feet away and I will wait for you to either begin here or you may request that we both move to the hot tub." She lifted a brow and waited for Randy to begin his first lesson of the day.

 

[Tseranc]

Randy took it all in, and grew excited as she displayed the various toys that he got to choose form. He didn't even let his mind wander much on the idea of having any authority, even if he was the one choosing what to plunge into her. But the last item confused him, and her comments on it drew even more of his attention toward it. He decided then that it would have to be one of the three; he needed a challenge. And even failure didn't seem so bad in this circumstance.

He started placing things back in the box, leaving out the glass dildo, who's multiple spheres made light dance in a spectrum, the waterproof remote egg, and the strange contraption that she had all but dared him to use. Certainly holding that one for last, no need to risk failure early.

He put the box away off out of the way, but at hand should she want something else from it. “Mistress, if you'd like, perhaps the hot tub would be more comfortable, at least for the first two lessons?” His voice radiated confidence that he would pass at least the first two.

Offering one hand to help her out of the chair, he grabbed the toys in the other, eager to test them out.

“I thought I might start with the egg, if that pleases you.”

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Constance took his hand and they walked to the hot tub. He continued to hold her palm in his as she sat down on one of the raised seat under the rolling water. Her gaze held his as he climbed in after her and then found his own place to rest. “The egg pleases me greatly. All of those toys please me; any selection would have been enjoyable.”

She waited to see what he would ask of her next. In a way this was all his show, almost as if he were in charge, though both of them knew who the boss was in this game. Would he bring her to climax? Or would he stop short?

The thrill of the challenge is what excites Constance. She wants to see frustration and desire, lust and hope grow eagerly on her lover’s face. She wants Randy to learn how to make her body hum and how to prolong her pleasure. Some men were able to learn her kinks and accept them, others however could not and it was those men that were dismissed from Constance’s life. Rather quickly really, since she wanted a partner, not a temporary fix.

 

[Tseranc]

Randy escorted his barely clothed Mistress into the hot tub, cursing how what little she wore covered what he would need to access.

Once she seemed comfortable in the warm water, he kneeled down and turned on the egg with the remote, letting its vibrations begin. This he held between her legs, and let it begin its magic through her outfit. He seemed to have been given enough freedom to explore her reactions; or enough rope to hang himself, depending how you looked at it.

“Mistress Constance, I know I’ve said so before, but at the risk of being repetitive, you are a truly beautiful woman. Any man would be lucky to be so near you, rules and all.” He looked up from between her knees, staring into her soul capturing eyes, and female curves in-between. She seemed to be reacting to the egg, her hips moving almost instinctively. That was good news to him, the woman had instincts left; she had not disciplined them all out of her body. That, or she could, and offered him no help in his task.

Growing bolder, he pulled at the plastic covering her pussy, and set the egg in her fleshy folds. Easing the toy into his Mistress, and watching the bright pink disappear into behind the metallic blue and into the woman made his cock ache as it strained against his own plastic pants, which he now considered far far too tight.

Then reaching up, he flicked the remote to shut the egg off for a moment. Grinning as she seemed to react to the sudden stop of vibrations.

To change things up, and not wanting to feel that a toy could be all that pleased her, his hands began running up and down her legs in a seductive caress. Eventually his fingers danced higher, pressing against where the egg had been planted. Just before his hand left, the other switched the egg into ‘auto’ mode, which would randomize the patterns of vibrations, now deeply planted within.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

“Mmm...” Constance moaned softly as her hips gyrated slowly to the motions of both Randy’s chosen toy and the water that lapped in and out of her sex. Soon though, all too soon in her opinion the toy was turned off and she was forced to wait. She didn’t wait long as Randy’s hands were on her flesh, kneading and massaging the soft skin and firm chords of muscle. She moaned again and relaxed against his tender touch, only to be surprised when the egg vibrated through her.

She hissed and bucked softly against the object and wondered what random pattern it would play on her pussy, now that her lover was in command of the events. She bit down on her lower lip and welcomed the rolling sensations as well as encouraged her lover to continue his play.

“Very nice,” she purred and licked her lips. One of her hands moved down to slide a strip of the cloth from her nipple. She closed her eyes, leaned her head back and began to torture the hard bud. “More,” she whimpered, thrusting her hips up and trying to capture every torturous vibration of the egg.

 

[Tseranc]

It was obvious now that he would be getting no aid from this woman, in the form of her exercising her well-honed self-restraint. He felt like he was set up to fail, but pressed on anyway, more determined then ever.

The sight of her torturing her own breast caused him to even further regret the tightness of his shorts. Continuing to let the random vibrations do their duty, he set his mouth to work at planting wet kisses on her skin and his hands to further map out her flesh. He vowed to memorize this woman before the week was over.

The only direction to aid him was the word ‘More’, and so he complied; letting his fingers drift low back to her sex, and dance across the silky folds. He teased her clit with his thumb while gently moving the egg within her around it’s new home.

He held the remote on his free hand, ready to shut the egg off just before it caused him to fail. He watched her intently, doubting she would give him warning. But he remembered well how she tensed up just before her body released itself to bliss. He’d stop everything as soon as that tension was found.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

His mouth on her skin raised Constance up another octave and her moans were evidence. The warm, wet kisses mingled with the already aroused flesh and she hissed through her clenched teeth. The vibrating egg played with the channel of her cunt, teasing and making her shift for more. Even whimpering and pleading softly for more, but just then she was denied and the egg would stop its random vibrations.

She growled low and shifted in her seat again. “Fuck,” she hissed and swore she heard a chuckle on the air. Was it her lover, or the birds. She didn’t know or care, she simply wanted to feel that sensation of the toy again. Just as her thought ended the vibrations were back. “Ohh god, yeah,” she muttered and welcomed his fingers, the kisses, the toy and all its pleasures once more.

Her pussy grew tighter and she waited to see if her lover could sense her pending release. She knew if he pushed the toy up higher and more to the front, she’d be gone. Would he figure that out, or had he already remembered the place she liked the head of his cock to sit and was actually taunting her. Constance didn’t care as the throbbing of the egg drummed on her inner muscles.