I woke up with Mark between my legs and his rock hard cock buried deep in my pussy. I moaned and pushed my hips up to him. (I love that he fucks me whenever he wants to whether it's with his cock, hand or an object. I have the right to say no but I haven't yet. I want him to fuck me almost constantly, even years now into our relationship. Anyway, back to the story...) He laid against me and wrapped his arms underneath me, pulling me close to him and humping me hard. My legs spread wider as firmly bit the space where my neck meets my shoulder and his thrusts became harder. He was pounding me so hard and deep I thought he'd crash right through my cervix.
Just as I was about cum, he stopped and pulled out. "Don't cum," he said. Inside I had two feelings. One said, are you fucking kidding me? The other loved it, loved that he was taking charge. I was so close that if he stuck it in again I probably wouldn't have been able to help it but I got my self under control. He smiled at me and told me to get dressed. We were going out.
We went for breakfast and found a little table back in the corner where we could talk. We spent the whole time talking about our sexual experiences and our favorite fantasies. To my delight, I found that we had many similar fantasies and he even had more that I hadn't thought about. The things he wanted to do to me and with me made me wet just sitting there. This was the moment where we decided that we were in a relationship, where I agreed to give myself to him whenever he wanted it and however he wanted it with the exceptions of my limits, what he would do to fulfill my desires, we came up with a safe word, and we wrote down a list of goals that we each wanted to achieve. I think the waitress may have gotten a glimpse of our list when she brought more coffee but if she did, she didn't let on.
When we finished the list and the coffee, Mark said that he thought we needed to go shopping. I asked what kind of shopping and he told me "tools" but I knew when we pulled up to the adult toy store what he meant by tools. He insisted on all new toys that were just used between us and I'm not one to turn down new toys. We ended up with several bags filled with dildos, vibrators and butt plugs of various sizes; nipple clamps, gags, wrist and ankle restraints, lots of various lubes, harnesses, anal beads of various sizes, and a collar with a leash. It was a pretty good start and I'm sure the shop owner loved us that day.
When we got back to Mark's house he told me to get undressed, unwrap all the toys and wash them thoroughly, then bring them into the room just off the living room area. It took awhile but when I got them cleaned and in a basket to carry them all, I went to the room and found that he'd been clearing out space in the closet of what looked like a secondary bedroom but without a bed.
He smiled at me and said, "This is going to be the room where you take the majority of your fucking. I know, it needs a bed or a couch or something. I'll get it fixed up. I'm thinking of a few pieces in here like a fuck bench and a swing in addition to the bed and a chair. This closet has some nice built in drawers already so we'll keep the tools in here and we have space for more."
I must have looked a little wide eyed as I stood there butt naked in front of him and listened to his plans for me. How did this happen? How did I finally find the guy who not only would, but actually wanted to, fulfill all my fantasies and not just because I asked him? He laughed and took the box from me. He looked at them thoughtfully and and chose the smallest butt plug and a tube of anal lube.
"Let's start your anal training. We want you to be able to take a cock or dildo in there whenever so let's get it used to being penetrated. Bend over the cabinet there."
I bent over and spread my ass cheeks then his finger wiped cold lube across my sphincter. He lubed the plug too and then gently pressed it to my asshole. I wouldn't have cared if he just shoved it in and made me scream but he took his time eased it in. My sphincter popped closed when it got to the neck of the plug and I squeezed tight around it. It felt so much better having someone put it in me than anything I had done to myself.
He wiped his hands and then grabbed another bottle of lube. He spread lube over and in my pussy then lubed up a dildo. "We're also going to teach you to control your orgasms. You told me that after you cum you lose interest for awhile and are less likely to be compliant so I don't want you to cum until you're told to cum. If you think you're about to cum, tell me and I'll stop but eventually you're going to have to get to the point where you can be continually fucked and you won't cum unless I say so. I expect you to take this seriously and work on this because it affects the quality of our experiences."