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This is a continuation of Femdom Fantasy Realised, a story of discovery between Cate and Ben, which I suggest you read first.
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Cate and continued to see each other a couple of times a week, usually for a quiet dinner at home. This was worked around Cate’s studies. She had decided to pursue another career. On weekends we often went to the city one day and spent the other day at home. Often Cate studied while I read or watched sport or a movie. On a warmish weekend afternoon we might walk to a local park and lie in the sun for a while before finding a coffee. Cate was always careful to protect her pale skin.
We had sex a couple of times a week, mostly vanilla. On one memorable occasion Cate dressed in vintage underwear without panties. The stockings she wore attached to a lacy garter belt. She wore a gauzy bra, transparent enough to see her erect nipples. She put her hair up and rouged her cheeks. Cate sauntered around in high heels and teased me mercilessly, eventually inviting me to take her from behind over the back of the sofa. We then moved to the floor and Cate rode me until I came, filling her cunt. Feeling a little nasty she moved up, inviting me to clean her up with my tongue. Eating her cunt was a regular part of our sex play. Occasionally she would blow me, but this was rare, and to be honest I preferred worshipping her. We also used quite a number of positions, moving fluidly between them, in a lyrical synchronicity. Our favourite, though we were careful not to overuse it, was cowgirl, Cate used the whole length of my shaft as she wanted and I enjoyed the sight of her puffy lips stretched around my pulsing cock.
One Saturday night Cate felt compelled to order me to the basement. While I waited naked I imagined what might be coming. Our sessions were rare enough that there was usually something new to experience. Cate appeared in my sight line in one of my white business shirts and a pair of flat white slip on shoes. She told me it would be different, that we would take turns choosing the pain activity, and we would both experience it. She started by slipping off the shoes and unbuttoning the shirt to expose her erect nipples clamped. She removed the shirt fully and walked to me. As we kissed deeply she removed one of the clamps, and during a break for air she attached it to my right nipple.
We opened our toybox, and I pointed to the feather duster, our version of the cane. ‘Three each, I’ll take it first.’
Then Cate chose the cock and ball harness, and offered the opportunity for me to attach a peg to each of her pussy lips for a short time. I agreed, and my next choice was wax, ten seconds on choice of body part. I chose Cate’s stomach, she went for my cock. Finally it was our nylon cat, three of each. Cate tried to whip the wax off my cock, while I gently stroked her cunt with the strands. We then had frenzied sex, before collapsing. While we did this we groaned, cried, and even laughed together. Cate told me it was her way of announcing an equal, strong and loving partnership. We would play femdom games but we were a couple, not a mistress and a slave.
After several months we still had not really announced ourselves to the world. A few key friends knew but we had kept ourselves well hidden at work, hard as that was. One day Amy came up from the factory with some paperwork I needed. While she there she asked me if I wanted to go out with her the following Thursday night. I was going to say no but as I started to speak I caught Cate in the corner of my eye giving a quizzical look. To stall while I worked out what Cate was thinking I asked Amy what she had in mind. She leant over and quietly said that she wanted company to a BDSM club that was having a newbie night and she needed a male to escort her and her friend Trish. Cate obviously heard enough and gave me a subtle nod, and so I agreed to Amy’s request. She said she would catch me later with the details. When I caught up with Cate, she told me she trusted me and that I should enjoy myself, but not too much. Cate also told me that I might pick up some things that we could use ourselves.
Amy and I met after work for a drink before we met her friend Trish. We chatted amiably, Amy admitting that after getting to know me a bit she had, very much like Cate, decided to try it on. I told her I was involved, but I was happy to accompany her and see what happened. She admitted that the newbie thing was an excuse to get me to come. She thought she saw something in me that would enjoy going to the club she had been to for the last twelve months. She then admitted Trish was her top. I wanted to know what to expect and she shrugged. ‘Trish is unpredictable’ Amy said. ‘It could be anything. We have only had this relationship for about three months.’
Trish arrived, tallish, blond and curvy. Her breasts were large and her hips wide. She was dressed casually like Amy and me. Amy was shorter and slimmer than Trish, and because she worked manually she was more toned. Trish asked me what I was doing here, and I explained that Amy had asked me to join her to experience the club. Trish told me that was fine but that I needed to participate. We negotiated that I would be involved but that physical contact would be limited.
We walked out to Trish’s car and drove a few blocks, parking in a laneway. We walked through a red door into a dark corridor. Through another door we stepped into the club.
There were a matrix of rooms for changing, one for male doms, male subs, female doms and female subs. We split, and went in and put my clothes into a locker. I walked out naked and waited. Amy emerged almost naked, wearing a thick pink collar and transparent pink boy pants. She was barefoot and her hair was tied up in a bun. I was surprised to see her large nipples were pierced with barbells. Amy asked me how I was doing, and I replied that I was fine. I looked forward to seeing what Trish had in mind.
Trish came out and we both instinctively knelt. I realised that some dommes did the leather thing as Trish was in a lace up corset, breasts bulging slightly. She wore a leather thong with studs, and her legs were encased in knee high boots. She was the domme I used to fantasise about before I met Cate, and I must say that I now much preferred the idea of the gentle and subtle relationship I had with Cate. I didn’t know Trish, and I was prepared to see what happened, but I also realised that it would probably be one off.
Trish tossed me a simple collar and told me to put it on. She led us into the main room of the club where all sorts of debauchery was occurring. I looked across the room to see a number of slaves tied to crosses on the wall being whipped with a variety of whips and crops. There were punishment benches where some were also being worked over.
We did a quick tour of the punishment benches on the way to the wall of crosses. I mentally noted a male sub being fucked anally while another mistress applied a line of little clamps around and on his nipples. At the next bench a female was blindfolded and fucked while another dom accepted a deep throat blow job. At the final bench another male wearing a metal chastity cage and a butt plug was rimming his mistress while she worked across his chest with a wartenburg wheel.
We arrived at the whipping wall and Trish made me remove Amy’s panties. As I did I could see she had a buttplug inserted. On instruction I harnessed her up and then Trish started to work her over, first with a flogger and then a crop. This was quite measured, building a rhythm and working Amy into the scene. Then Trish quoted some infraction and decided the punishment was six with a bullwhip. The strokes were counted out, each leaving a rising stripe. As I helped Amy
down I noticed her eyes were slightly glazed, as though she was somewhere else.
We moved into our chamber and Trish secured Amy to the bench facing up. Them she turned to me and noted my raging erection. She told me to spread my legs and close my eyes. I felt her stretching my balls down, and then suddenly something was snapped on. When I opened my eyes I was wearing a ball stretcher. It was a bit tight but not unpleasant.
Trish went to the cupboard on the wall and opened it. Inside were shelves of boxes, all with names on them. She pulled hers out and opened it. From the box came a transformer and some probes, which she then used to work on Amy. Her limits were tested as a probe was inserted into her and Amy touched around her clitoris, charging the whole of her genitals. The buttplug was metal as well, which also became involved. Amy was certainly on edge, and then Trish abruptly packed up.
Trish told us she would return in five minutes. I was instructed to release Amy and remove the buttplug. It was bigger than I thought. Amy told me that she had been having anal sex and wearing plugs for several years. She asked me if I wanted to try it with her one day, to which I politely demurred.
Trish returned leading a male slave with a huge erection. He must have had nine or ten inches.
Amy was asked if she would try a double penetration with him, to which she replied ‘If it pleases you.’
‘It does, and I think you will enjoy it.’
She positioned the slave on the bench and had Amy ease onto him cowgirl, presenting herself. Trish went to her box and selected a dildo and a harness. She chose a slim six inch dildo and lubed it up. Amy had developed a slow writhing motion and was moaning softly as she was filled up. Trish moved in and started working herself in. In a few minutes all three had found a mutually satisfying rhythm.
I watched as Amy was worked over, her breasts squashed into the chest of the male as Trish clung to her back and drove her cock into Amy. Soon Amy requested a cum. Trish denied her so Amy gritted her teeth and held on. The male then started moaning a lot so Trish slipped out of Amy and told her to get off.
Amy stood, a little wobbly, her shaved cunt engorged and pink with excitement. Trish told the male to stand, and then lay on the bench. She took him missionary, chiding him to go hard and fast, but not to come before her. It didn’t take long before Trish curled up in ecstasy, orgasm consuming her. After she caught her breath Trish ordered Amy to suck the males cock. She barely had two inches in when he came, exploding into her mouth. She swallowed what she could, but there were ribbons of sperm on her face
Amy and the male traded places and he proceeded to give her a tonguing. Amy looked grateful, but she told me later he wasn’t all that good, and that she would have preferred Trish or me to do it. She did cum though, which was the immediate goal.
Trish dismissed the male, then told us she was going to find some more fun, and that we were on our own. Amy removed the ball stretcher, mentioning that usually Trish applied a parachute when she did this, to which she could add weights.
I had not cum, so Amy helped me by sitting on the bench. She spread her legs and brought herself to orgasms two and three while I yanked myself to knee trembling orgasm.
We showered together, and Amy couldn’t help but give me a me a squeeze. I was tempted to go further but I felt a strong loyalty to Cate and I thought the boundary had probably been pushed far enough. I was being amazingly rational considering what was on offer. I told Amy that while I was flattered I couldn’t. She replied ‘Is that because Cate wouldn’t like it?’
She had noticed, but assured me our secret was safe and that no one else had worked it out, though there was speculation that I was seeing someone. Cate had apparently fooled everyone.
We returned to the change rooms and dressed. Amy then asked if I wanted to meet a friend. She took me to another room and introduced me to Imelda. Imelda was dressed in a singlet and gym pants, comfort clothes. She wore no make up. She explained, after I asked, that she wore what she wanted and that sometimes meant the full leather kit and sometimes it was like tonight, and sometimes she just went naked. This reminded me of Cate, and I know she didn’t need validation but she would be pleased anyway. Imelda was letting her slave have a break and he returned while we chatted. She strapped him to the bench and lubed his cock. Once hard she opened a case of steel rods. I stood transfixed as she worked the narrowest into the head of his cock. The slave moaned and asked for more. Imelda moved up a size and repeated the activity. As she did this she explained that it is called sounding, and this slave had a real excitement about it. She enjoyed it, and sometimes dressed as a nurse if she wanted to.
We said our goodbyes and prepared to leave, and then Amy pointed out another friend, Jade. Jade was Eurasian, small and slim with perky breasts and small chocolate nipples. No one knew her real name. She was called Jade because of her eyes and because jade is precious. We met and Amy asked her what she was up to. Jade replied that she was going to meet Brianna for a threesome with their master Tyrone. Jade was obviously hard core. She wore a heavy leather collar, black bra and panties, and ankle boots. Amy asked her where she had been and Jade replied that she was recovering. Her master had arranged some more piercings that she offered to show us. Her nipples bore large gold rings, which Amy knew about. Jade’s labia had several piercings on each side. Her clitoris hood also held a barbell piercing, and where her pubic triangle would be was a tattoo that read ‘come in, pleasure guaranteed.’ Jade asked Amy for help. Tyrone had organised some chains he wanted her to wear. They clipped to her nipple rings and ran through the labia rings, clipping on the bottom one. The chains were a little bit short and tugged a bit. Jade squirmed slightly and then decided she liked the feeling. Jade sauntered off to meet Tyrone and Brianna.
As we departed Amy explained that Jade had played longer and harder than most, but she seemed to be happy with her life. She had a good job and played when she wanted.
As we walked back to our cars we chatted lightly. We drove off in different directions. I went home, and before I allowed myself the pleasure of masturbation I made notes to talk to Cate about. I then hopped into bed naked and relived the highlights as I pumped my cock.
I woke quite early and lay in bed pondering the previous night. As I made coffee the phone rang. I was expecting Cate to call, but it was Amy, checking to see if I was okay. We spoke briefly and we agreed that our BDSM relationships stay locked within the tight circle. I told Amy I had fun but the club scene wasn’t for me. She asked me whether Cate might want to play with her, and I couldn’t answer that, but I did say that I would raise it when we spoke.
After a shower I rang Cate. We agreed to meet for brunch at a cafe in the city. I arrived early and was able to admire Cate as she approached. Her hair was in a ponytail, and she was dressed casually retro, a mini skirt, tights and a roll neck top. Every time I saw her I realised how lucky I was that we had managed to get together. It was her smile and the sparkle in her eyes as well as her style and intellect.
When she made it to the table we kissed gently. We ordered food and drinks, and after the waitress left us Cate asked ‘So how was it slave?’
‘Good thank you. I have a few ideas you might be interested in.’
‘Tell me all about it in a minute. What are the three things you would like us to try?’
‘That’s hard, but first I think I would like you to have a go at more cock and ball work. There was this harness that pushed my balls down, and apparently you can add a parachute thing to put weights in. There must be other things we could try as
well.
‘I also noticed a metal harness a guy was wearing. He was trying to get an erection but the harness stopped him. It must have been quite difficult and uncomfortable.
‘Finally, it is a toss up between electro play and giving the choice of an array of punishment tools, crops, whips and the like. I guess it depends what you are interested in exploring.’
‘I think they are all good ideas for extending our play, but perhaps not all at once. After we finish here lets go to a gallery and enjoy the afternoon. After that we will see what happens, though I might have to take you home and ravish you.’
‘All yours’ I replied, relieved.
‘So spill’ Cate demanded. I gave her a full explanation of the nights events. She seemed pleased though I thought she might be a little angry that I had overstepped the mark, and also that Amy had sprung us.
‘I said I trusted you’ she told me emphatically after I admitted that I was tempted to screw Amy. ‘And on that subject,’ Cate continued, ‘I will have a quiet word to make sure we understand each other.’
Our waitress approached to clear the table. ‘I couldn’t help but overhear some of your conversation’ she said. ‘Do you play in the scene?’
‘We have just started, but we want to stay private.’
‘I understand. I was curious. I have tried a few clubs but I haven’t found somewhere I like.’
‘Have you tried Blitz?’ I asked her.
‘Not yet, but I want to.’
‘Top or bottom?’ Cate asked her.
‘Switch, though I tend bottom’ she replied.
‘Give me your number. I might be able to connect you with someone.’
‘Cool’ she responded. ‘By the way my name is Skye.’
‘Cate and Ben. He’s my boyfriend and sometimes my sex toy. Okay, we’ll be in touch.’
‘Before you go, could we meet later? I know a really good shop. I finish at four. Perhaps drinks.’
She mentioned a bar close to the gallery we were visiting.
‘Sure,’ replied Cate, ‘but no promises.’
‘Okay, see you at five then.’
While we wandered about amongst the Pop Art the gallery was exhibiting Cate casually asked me what I thought about having others involved. As her sex toy I told her that her choice was fine by me, but as her boyfriend I was a little concerned. I would want to know more about how it might work. For instance did she want more dominants to work on me, did she want more subs for her pleasure, and did she plan to cuckold me?
‘It’s a new development for me too. Let me think about it a bit more based on those questions and I will talk to you soon.’
‘Okay’ I replied, perplexed and a bit excited all at once.
We finished at the gallery and headed to the bar. We arrived about four, an hour ahead of when we expected Skye. Once the drinks were organised Cate and I talked more about the present and the future. We had started out DIY but we were moving into a phase where we might need better toys. The homemade whip, the pegs and he garden twine we had started with we still used, and we had bought a buttplug and a strap on. The buttplug had been used twice but we had not gone the anal fucking route yet. Based on our talk earlier we would need to buy some cock and ball restraints, a range of whips and crops, perhaps a chastity cage and electro gear. We could buy a bit at a time. After all this was not all needed now despite the passion we felt at present. We had a future together to play in.
We had decided to look for some cock and ball restraints and start looking at whips and crops. This was the start of the next phase. Cate thought she would be able to find excuses to punish me, and she definitely wanted to work over my genitals.
It seemed a good time to talk limits.
‘I would be pleased to serve you and have you punish me, but I don’t want blood drawn. Also, play with my cock and balls, but no permanent harm and no emasculation.’
‘I would never want to hurt you that much. I love you and I like the control but it is a partnership and I respect your wishes.’
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