Chapter Seven
I slept late Friday. I didn't get out of bed until after 10:00 a.m.. I took a nice shower and had a bowl of cereal for breakfast. And a glass of V8 juice with it. I couldn't get my upcoming trip to the adult store out of my thoughts and kept running some ideas over and over in my head as to what I could possibly get that Sir would consider unique. I finally decided to leave it alone until I got to the store and could see, first hand, all of the possibilities. I finished the cereal and headed out to the car.
I have never been in an adult book store in my life. Or any other kind of adult store for that matter. I had checked out items on AdamandEve.com a few times but that is the total extent of my knowledge of adult toys and next to nothing of the other various devices of varying life styles. Vibrators and dildos were all I had ever needed to know about. I pictured jerk off booths and men standing in corners reading X-rated magazines and weirdos of all kinds ready to be less then gentlemanly with a woman alone in the store. I live in an affluent town and this was the only adult store that I knew of in the entire area. What a surprise when I walked in and it turned out to be a higher class book store like Borders. Not the sleazy hole in the wall shack that smelled of sex and had cum stuck on the walls. There were quite a few men and several women also. Well dressed and surprisingly uninhibited and unembarrassed singles and couples wandering around checking out everything that the store had to offer. My initial apprehension just disappeared without notice. The main room was for books and magazines and there were quite a few separate rooms off the main room that looked like specialty areas. Each had a sign over the door such as BDSM, Gay, Lesbian, Extreme, etc., etc.. I chose the room labeled "Play Toys" to visit first.
The room was paneled in Oak with a carpet that my feet sank into with every step. The room itself was close to 30' X 30' and almost every single square inch of wall space was taken up with hanging packages of dildos, vibrators, and every other object imaginable that could be inserted into a vagina or a rectum. And every size of each item possible too. There were a few items that I couldn't imagine being possible to insert into my pussy or asshole. I saw one that was roundly pointed at the top and was three inches wide at the base followed by a one inch wide and two inch long stub ending with a flexible two inch square flat piece. I could see that, if the entire object did make it all the way into a vagina or rectum, the muscles of either hole would comfortably close around the thin shaft while the flat piece would remain on the outside of the body. It would have no trouble remaining inserted no matter what activity the recipient was engaged in at any time. There were a lot of other types of items that attached to the male and female genital areas that were quite interesting. Something called a 'butterfly' really tweaked my interest.
Several items caught my attention immediately as possibilities for my purchase. A thought came to my mind almost instantly that any item I would buy for my pussy, I would also get a matching but smaller size for my asshole. Such as toys that would stay inside by themselves and cause the greatest amount of potential stimulation possible. After browsing for a half hour I decided to buy a clear glass vaginal insert that was about 6 inches long, round at the top, starting out at just one inch wide and slowly progressing out to about two and a half inches before returning to a slightly thinner two inch stem with a rectangular piece on the end. This also would allow my pussy to close around the entire probe and still have the end piece remain on the outside of my body. It was completely hollowed out and would allow anyone looking into it, while inserted, to clearly see the complete inside of my vagina and the cervical entrance to my uterus. This device also had several tiny LED lights embedded on the inside, right at the very end of the tube that penetrated the deepest. I got the anal version too, which was a few inches longer but only an inch and a half at its widest point. The instructions on the package also suggested that a camera could be used if one wanted to take pictures. A foot long tiny cord with an on/off switch at the end came out of the end piece that prevented the tube from being inserted completely into the vagina and was what was used to turn the LED lights on and off. The anal tube was identical in every way other then the length and width. Sir should have no problem regarding these tubes as unusually innovative toys to play with.
I also bought a matching set of anal and vaginal vibrators that inserted completely inside my body. Each had a single thin black insulated six inch long wire that came out of the end of the vibrator and remained outside of the body like the string on a tampon. They also had a remote control that could turn each vibrator on and off separately or together. Since I had never seen this before, I decided that this dual kit would be my "unique" purchase for Sir to use at his discretion. I was already visualizing these things being used as terror devices in restaurants, grocery stores, walking along the beach, or any of a thousand other places. Even at work! This was a sudden shocking thought. How would I deal with that if he made me wear them to the office? The package stated that the remote could be used as far away as 200'. Sir could stand well away from my office and turn the darn things on and off at his leisure and put some real turmoil into my workday for sure. My pussy was already getting wet and I had only just started looking through the store
I went into the BDSM room and was immediately overwhelmed by the tremendous variety of items, objects, and devices for use in this lifestyle. Almost everything in there had but one general purpose. And that was to cause pain, humiliation or control. A little bit of pain or a whole lot of pain. As I began imagining some of these devices being used on my body, I began to shake. And my pussy got wetter than it already was. I bought a set of nipple clamps that actually had vibrators attached to them. I was amazed that that could be done and just had to buy them. With my super long nipples, these little babies had some real potential. Each clip was adjustable and had tiny little pointed teeth to allow for a good grip on flesh without doing any serious damage. I also found a bag of small binder clips that the package illustrations identified as for use on nipples, pussy lips, and even directly on the clitoris. These made me a little nervous thinking about them being attached to my tender sensitive body parts but I wanted them anyway. These should show Sir my willingness to push my limits. I paid for everything. Not one person eyed the items I was carrying or even paid attention to me at all.
The clerk was a female and only asked me if I had found everything I wanted. I told her I had found enough. And then I left before I lost complete control over myself and ended up buying a large portion of the items in both the 'BDSM' room and the 'Play Toys' room. I went home to prepare myself for what was to come later that evening. Sir wants me to expose myself publically. Granted, standing naked in my window at night with the lights out is not too public and the chances of getting caught are very slim. But there is still a chance someone will see me during the outdoor activities that took place in the hallway of my apartments or out in the driveway where my car is parked. I was a bit panicky about this but Sir gave me my orders and I will obey them no matter what the risk. I will do anything he tells me to do. I have yet to meet him and he already controls most of my life. I can't even begin to imagine what It will be like being with him in person. I just have to be accepted by him. What will I do if he decides that I'm not worth the effort and his time? I didn't want to even think about that possibility. This was going to be a very exciting evening and nothing was going to spoil it for me.
Chapter 8
It's finally Saturday morning. I woke up at 7:30. I am so excited I can hardly stand it. I had successfully completed my tasks last night with the naked walks out to my car. I was petrified at first. I felt some since of security when I only had to pull my tube top down off of my tits and get out to the car with the two of them bouncing in the open air. My nipples were rock hard and standing up full length the entire time. I made it out without any problems. I knew I could always pull the tube top back up in just a short second if necessary. The second part was just pure heart pumping excitement at its peak. Standing by the car and then in front of my door for the required amount of time with my skirt pulled up to my waist and my bare shaved pussy and ass on display was near orgasmic. I couldn't believe that I could possibly have that kind of reaction to exposing my body. The trip out and back totally naked was over the line exciting. I was pretty sure no one was going to be up and about at 3 a.m. in the morning. I was out and back and completed that part of the assignment with a very high heart rate and a soaking wet pussy. There were absolutely no immediate options available should someone have appeared suddenly and without warning. I was so wet that I could even smell my own sexual excitement while I stood in the hallway. I didn't care at that point if someone did come along and see my bare ass. I even fantasized someone doing exactly that and tried to picture my reaction. I have a really nice body and I know I am a very attractive woman.
I masturbated four times before my outdoor adventures came to a happy conclusion. I had stood in front of my big bay window earlier, just after dark, and played with my clit, fingered my pussy, and pinched my nipples while all sorts of people walked by below. I could even see people moving about in their apartments across from mine. I wanted to cum sooooo bad I nearly lost it. I quit just in time the first time. Sir's command not to cum came back into my thoughts just seconds before I went over the edge into orgasmic bliss and I managed to get my hand away from my puffy hairless slit without disobeying him. I actually thought about turning on one light in the bedroom while I masturbated in the living room but even that small amount of backlight would be enough to allow me to be seen and that was not an option. I may consider doing something similar to that in a place where I don't live, I'm not known and will obviously never return to, sometime down the road. I casually fingered myself to sleep for the fifth and final time and slept the rest of the night with my hand held between my tightly squeezed thighs and had some wonderful dreams. I even had a dream of an entire room full of people watching me finger fuck myself to a rip roaring climax. Maybe I will get to do that someday........
Along with the written summary of the previous evening, I also added a page with the following:
WHAT I NEED AND DESIRE
I love sex. I love a cock in my cunt and banging in and out of me like a freight train.
I love doing any sex act or variation or newly invented sexual activity of any kind.
I love sucking cock and I am totally addicted to sperm. I love the taste. I love to swallow it.
