The Toy Party
"Let's go, big sis!" Ann called out. Nancy was upstairs in her bedroom getting ready for the private party which Ann had talked her in to attending, and wondered what her sister had talked her into. Ann told her the best way to describe it was an "adult Tupperware party". Nancy had been to regular Tupperware parties, as well as gatherings hosted by acquaintances who were selling or sponsoring someone else who was selling everything from Longaberger baskets to make-up and skin care products. Ann agreed that all of those things were boring, but that Nancy would enjoy tonight's get-together.
She gave a final look at herself in the mirror and headed downstairs. Ann was waiting at the foot of the stairs dressed in a short skirt, button-down blouse, and summer sandals. Nancy suddenly felt dowdy by comparison. She looked down at her baggy shorts and shapeless shirt and stopped. Ann immediately recognized what was going through her older sister's mind and hurried to calm Nancy's fears.
"You look great, believe me. It's a very casual affair and you'll fit right in with the other women," she said encouragingly.
"I don't know. Why don't you just go without me," Nancy replied.
"No way! Get your little butt down here right now."
Nancy slowly came down to join her sister and they headed out to door to Ann's car. As they drove, Ann filled her in on some of the party details.
"One of my friends has a small business selling various adult items. She knows that most women are too embarrassed to go to an actual adult store to shop for these things. On top of that, they don't always know what to look for or how to use the item. So, she provides a brief show-and-tell of items that she carries or has access to in a very closed and private setting. Her potential customers feel more comfortable in a home setting and feel there's safety in numbers with their friends around."
"We get together and have a few drinks and socialize first which helps break the ice. Then, Iris goes through her presentation. There's no pressure to buy, but I'll be surprised if you don't see anything you want."
Nancy didn't reply, but quietly hoped the whole thing would be over quickly so she could get back home and call Paul over for the evening.
They appeared to be the last guests to arrive and as Ann led Nancy through the door, their host rushed up to welcome them with a large smile.
"I'm so glad you both made it," she gushed. "I'm Mary. Come on in!" As they stepped all the way in, Mary shut the door behind them and ushered them to the kitchen where she had some light hors d'oeuvres laid out along with various soft drinks and bottles of wine. "Please help yourself. We're going to begin in a little while in the next room."
Mary was a young housewife in her mid-thirties. Tall with small breasts and wide hips, she kept her shoulder length black hair in a short ponytail that gave a serious appearance, which was belied by her quick smile and effusive personality. After making sure that Ann and Nancy were comfortable, she hurried off to spend more time with the rest of her guests and urge them to partake more of the food and drink.
Without asking, Ann poured a glass of red wine for both her and Nancy. They picked at some of the food as Ann met up with more of her acquaintances and introduced them to Nancy. Nancy noted that her younger sister was right and most of the women were dressed as plainly as she was. Ann was easily the most attractive and well-dressed woman in the room, while Nancy felt like she might be the oldest one. Most of the guests seemed to be in their thirties and forties and all were married. They were all friendly and spoke happily about various topics that mostly centered on their kids, their kid's sports activities, and how little time they had to slow down during the week.
Nancy gradually relaxed and found herself laughing along with the others at their various trials and tribulations. She was finishing her second glass of wine when they all heard Mary call out for everyone to get a fresh drink and any food they wanted to bring with them to the living room. Ann whisked by and took Nancy's glass to refill it and the two sisters followed the crowd into the next room.
Some extra chairs had been set up in the living room and Nancy saw there was more food and drink laid out in the adjoin dining room. She counted nine other women besides herself, her sister, and Mary, their host. Most of the women were still milling about until an older woman moved next to a table in the front of the room and asked them to find a seat. She had dirty blonde hair made up in a single brad that was coiled up and secured to the top of her head. She was about Nancy's height, but had a thicker body. She was wearing a knee-length skirt that revealed large muscular calves and thick ankles. She had a white cotton blouse that fit loosely, but it couldn't conceal her very large breasts.
"Hi everyone! For those who don't already know me, I'm Iris Ford. I know that some of you can't wait to see the new items in my catalog, but for the newcomers, I just want to let you know how I work. First, I want to make sure all of my customers are happy with their purchases and you'll find that for many items, I have a 'try before you buy' option. For those items, I'll provide you a sample to take home and try it out in the privacy of your own bedroom. If you decide to purchase it, you just send me a check for your payment. Otherwise, just contact me and I'll arrange to stop by and pick it up from you whenever it's convenient. If that's something that interests you, talk to me about it afterwards and I'll let you know if the particular product you're interested in is part of that program."
"Now, I have quite a few new items to show you as well as several more that always seem to be a crowd favorite," she said with a laugh. As Iris continued her introduction, Nancy glanced around the room to look at the other guests. She confirmed her initial assessment that she was probably the oldest one in the room, but Iris actually seemed very close to her age. Mary seemed to be the youngest, but probably not by very much. Most of the women were listening to Iris, but a few were whispering with their neighbors and giggling. Iris' voice changed and Nancy's attention was drawn back to the front of the room.
"Okay, ladies, let's get started," she said with anticipation. Iris reached down to a large complex folding case, opened it up, and pulled out several items which she set on the table next to her. Nancy immediately recognized them as various kinds of nipple clamps, including a simple and unadorned chained set like the one Paul had bought for her. She became intrigued to hear about the rest of them and their differences.
"I'm sure that you have all seen nipple clamps before and you may have even tried them. We offer a wide range of styles and you see just a few of the options here on the table. For those who are unfamiliar, there are two basic types of clamps, adjustable and non-adjustable. The adjustable styles typically have some sort of small thumbscrew that controls how hard the clamp is attached to the nipple. The non-adjustable types tend to use either springs or magnets to clamp on, but there is no way to control the pressure. For those who are new to nipple play, I strongly suggest that you start with a simple set of adjustable clamps like these." Iris held up a pair that looked like two tweezers. "This is one of my beginner sets. As you see, they come with these silicon rubber tips over the business end to reduce any serious discomfort. Once you've become familiar with them and feel like you want to move things up another notch, just take the silicon tips off," Iris paused briefly as she slipped the brightly colored rubber ends of each part of the clamps, "and now you can make the pressure much more localized on your nipple for greater intensity."
"Let me demonstrate how easy they are to use," she continued. To the surprise of Nancy and some of the other women, Iris unbuttoned the front of her blouse and pulled one of her large breasts out over the top of her lacy bra. "Just slip the clamp around the nipple like this, and then slide this small collar up or down to control the pressure." As she moved the small ring closer to her pale red nipple, Nancy could see the ends squeezing tighter and the nipple becoming swollen and a darker color.
When everyone had a chance to view it, Iris removed the clamp, slipped the silicon tips back over the clamp ends and handed the pair of clamps to the first woman in the front row to look at and pass around to the others. "Next, is an example of one of our magnetic style clamps," Iris said. She held up a pair of shiny metal objects. "These are about as simple you get with no moving parts. However, the magnets are very strong and you can't adjust the pressure from this style." Pulling one of the magnetic clamps apart, she placed the two metal pieces on either side of her exposed nipple. Nancy could still see the indentations from where the first clamp had squeezed it hard. Iris let go of the powerful magnet and it held itself tightly against the opposing piece with her nipple caught between them. Iris then tugged on the body of the larger piece and lifted her breast up with it.
"As you can see," she said, "the magnets are quite strong." By then, Nancy could see the exposed end of Iris's nipple becoming swollen and turning a darker, deeper shade of red. Iris pulled her other breast out over the top of her bra and affixed the second clamp to it the same way. "I don't recommend this set for beginners because they may find it too painful at first and it requires more attention to prevent injuring yourself."
