Feeding The Beast Ch 12

*Author's notes: This is a work of fiction, hopefully that is not a word you struggle with. It is a story of fictional, consenting adults. It's in the fetish category for a reason, if that scares you, please back away slowly. For the rest of you, please enjoy!

After their wild weekend, with Stacy spending almost all of it in latex, they both needed a day or two to recover. Over the course of the next two weeks several of the items Nick had ordered arrived, but instead of opening them he casually brought them upstairs placing them in the closet. It wasn't that he couldn't wait to see Stacy in them, he loved how she completely transformed while wearing latex, but he loved her more as Stacy. She was brilliant, fun loving and full of life, and while he'd never complain about her "beast" side, he enjoyed her as herself far more. During the interim, Nick had kept in contact with Shawn, who had a couple potential groups for the Betty bus but nothing was solidified quite yet. As Nick was walking into the house on Wednesday he got a call from Shawn, who had something different in mind.

"Hey Buddy," Nick said as he answered the phone, "how are things?"

"It's the slow season at work," Shawn replied, "but your girl is getting a lot of hits on the site!" Nick walked into the kitchen, where Stacy was working on her laptop at the table. "Is she around? I have a question for the two of you."

"Yeah, she's here," Nick replied, taking the phone away from his ear for a moment, "you're on speaker phone Shawn, go ahead."

"Hi Stacy!" Shawn called out. "How's my second favorite woman today?"

"Hi Shawn, I'm okay!" She replied, "How are you doing?"

"Great! So, I had an interesting call earlier today," Shawn started, "and I have an invitation for you two."

"Sounds interesting." Nick replied, looking over at Stacy.

"Remember that redhead?" Shawn asked, letting his words hang for a moment, "Ms. Allison?"

"I remember her," Stacy could feel the hair on her arms stand on end and her nipples harden at the mention of her name, "I'm sure Nick does as well."

"Uh, yeah," Nick stammered, "I remember her."

"Well, I'm talking to both of you because this is a bit different when it comes to requests," Shawn continued, "that club we went to has private rooms available, and Allie has one for this coming Saturday night." Stacy and Nick exchanged quick glances as Shawn paused. "You would obviously be there Nick," Shawn kept going after the couple offered no resistance to the proposal, "and I could be there with Marguerite if you needed the moral support."

"Or so you could sit, and watch Ms. Allison have her way with me?" Stacy chuckled.

"Well, that would be a benefit," Shawn laughed in return, "and you rarely mind an audience from what I've seen."

"That's true." Stacy blushed deeply as she replied.

"I have to let her know later on tonight," Shawn said, turning a bit more serious in his tone, "but you have a couple hours to make a decision."

"Okay." Nick replied.

"Just so you know," Shawn added, "she will probably have some ground rules leading up to Saturday night."

"Ground rules?" Stacy asked.

"Simple stuff," Shawn replied, "like you can't have an orgasm between now and when you see her."

"That doesn't sound too bad." Nick replied.

"Not too bad for you!" Stacy quipped.

"True," Nick laughed, "she won't say I can't orgasm right?"

"Nah, you'll be all set," Shawn guffawed, "but you'll probably be limited to blowjobs."

"We'll talk it over," Nick replied, giving Stacy a wink, "I'm sure I can manage for a few days."

"Talk to you both later!" Shawn said before hanging up the phone.

"So, how was your day?" Nick laughed as he asked.

"That's how you're going to start?" Stacy replied sharply. "I couldn't tell Shawn, but he mentioned her having me in a room and I instantly got horny! I don't know how I'd survive three days without an orgasm feeling like this!?!"

"Just think of all the orgasms you'll have on Saturday though!"

"You're a brat!" Stacy playfully swatted at Nick's hand. "Just for that you have to make dinner tonight."

"It's a deal," Nick replied leaning over and kissing Stacy on the lips, "and we can talk about Saturday while I do it."

For the next 45 minutes, while Nick made dinner, the couple spoke honestly and openly about turning "latex Stacy" over to a Dominant woman. While the idea was intriguing in many aspects, this was certainly much different than the usual Betty outing. While Betty wasn't in charge in that setting, guys were fairly predictable in what they wanted, so things were straight forward. With Ms. Allison, neither of them had any idea what to expect. That was both exhilarating but also scary as hell! Stacy understood that "latex Stacy" was open to having sex with women, but being dominated by one was something they'd never done before. Even what they'd done with Shawn and Marguerite wasn't solely BDSM, Stacy had no idea how she would react to pain, and Nick wasn't able to say he'd be okay watching Stacy put into a position like that. They both decided they needed to talk to Shawn again before committing to anything. They ate dinner mostly in silence, both of them contemplating what their answer would ultimately be for Saturday night.

"Okay you two," Shawn chuckled slightly before turning more serious, "it's not like she's signing up to get the crap beat out of her." Both Stacy and Nick blushed a bit at Shawn's chastisement. "What will happen," Shawn continued, "is she will talk to Stacy and go over what she knows she likes, loves and doesn't like." They both felt a bit better about things as they talked. "The whole idea is to find boundaries, press and stretch them but not exceed them," Shawn spoke sincerely, "plus, you'll be there to make sure things don't go too far."

"I'm in!" Stacy finally blurted. "Tell her yes!"

"You sure?" Shawn asked almost ominously.

"Yes, I'm sure." Stacy replied.

"You should expect a call from her tonight then," Shawn stated, sending a chill through Stacy's body, "have Nick text me your number so I can send it to Allie."

"Will do," Nick replied, feeling somewhat stunned at Stacy's answer and eagerness, "you'll have it in a minute." Nick hung up, turning to Stacy. "You're sure about this?"

"Yeah," Stacy replied, pulling Nick to her and kissing him passionately, "plus, you'll be there to protect me!"

"I will," Nick said, 'I've got to say, I never expected this!"

"Me either!"

Nick sent the text to Shawn; it was barely five minutes before Stacy received a text from an unknown number asking if she was available for a call. Nick suggested Stacy grab a glass of wine and they move to the living room before she reply. It took them a minute to get settled, Stacy replied politely that it was a good time, but still jumped when the phone in her hand rang.

"He, hello Mistress." Stacy's face was pale as she spoke, her eyes locked straight ahead.

"Hello Sweetie," Allie replied, "no need to be so terribly formal just yet."

"Thank you." Stacy answered, unsure how to address her now.

"I'm going to text you a link," Allie's voice was calm and relaxed, "there's a questionnaire, some instructions and other items for you to fill out or read."

"Yes," Stacy answered, then panicked, "I mean I will, of course."

"Just relax my dear," Allie was as reassuring as she could be, "Saturday is a long way off, feel free to have your boyfriend look everything over as well, I'd prefer both of you be comfortable with what's going on." She didn't wait for an awkward response but kept going. "The link should be coming through now," Allie continued, "and while I hate to start off being so invasive to start, when was your last period?"

"Um, uh, it was last week," Stacy couldn't hide her shock at the question, "I mean it just ended the other day."

"That's fine," Allie suppressed a giggle at Stacy's struggle to think clearly, "as long as it's not starting this weekend, we're good."

"It's definitely not starting this weekend," Stacy tried but failed to reply more confidently, "I'm all set."

"Okay my dear," Allie smiled on the other end of the phone, "text me if you have any questions, but make sure you read things tonight."

"I will." Stacy replied, hearing the line go dead just after. "Holy shit!" Stacy blurted. "I'm trembling!"

"I can see that!" Nick could only stare. "What's in the link?"

"Um, I dunno," Stacy struggled, looking around aimlessly for a moment, "oh, wait. UGH! I was looking for my phone, which is still in my hand!"

"Think it's too late to back out?"

"I don't think I want to do that," Stacy said as she pressed the link on her phone, "but crap, Shawn was right."

"About?"

"No orgasms from now until I meet her!"

"Just for you right?" Nick replied with a wink.

"Don't worry," Stacy raised an eyebrow as she spoke, "I'll suck your cock later, let me read this for now." Stacy sat back, crossing her legs and feeling how soaked she was already. "I'm definitely going to need more wine!" Nick immediately got up to get the bottle. "And the laptop," Stacy called out, "I need to look up some of these words! What the hell is scat?" As Nick walked back in with the bottle Stacy looked pale. "I looked it up," Stacy said as she held out her wine glass, "that's a hard no!"

"How's it going?" Nick asked, sitting on the couch but far enough he couldn't see her screen.

"It's kind of wild, yet scary while also being incredibly exciting," Stacy replied, opening her laptop then sipping wine, "I'm answering these questions but really they're questions for latex Stacy, not for me, but I'm answering as her." She paused momentarily. "Does that make any sense at all?"

"Actually, it makes perfect sense," Nick replied earnestly, "that night at Shawn's, with Marguerite." Stacy blushed deeply as she fondly remembered her first time with a woman. "That was one thing," Nick said trying to be the supportive boyfriend, "but when you went out to dinner with her you were completely different, that's because you went to dinner with her as yourself."

"And that night at Shawn's I was latex Stacy." She said absentmindedly.

"Exactly!" Nick blurted. "I'm not saying to put on latex and answer this stuff," he continued, "but you need to think of how you'd want to be with her while you're in latex."

"I see what you're saying," Stacy replied, reading, and clicking through the document, "it's still scary, but it's definitely more exciting now."

"Okay, just remember to have fun!" Nick suggested.

"Do you want to see this before I send it back?" Stacy asked, not looking up from the screen.

"No, that's okay," Nick answered, "I'm in charge of all things Betty, you can be in charge of all things latex Stacy."

"Yeah, like a better name!" Stacy chuckled in response.

"I'll put that on the to-do list!"

"Okay, so here's the thing for the next few days," Stacy said, before taking a deep breath and letting it out, "I can't orgasm until I'm in her presence, but I also have to edge twice a day."

"Um, well that will be rougher as the week goes on for you," Nick responded, "what else?"

"Well, there's more to that first part," Stacy hesitated, then continued, "she suggests I do it with you here to make sure I don't orgasm." Nick tried his best to keep his face neutral and not look shocked. "There's some prep stuff for Saturday too," Stacy said, closing the laptop, "and instructions on an outfit."

"Okay," Nick began to wonder why his throat was dry suddenly, "what kind of instructions?"

"Let's just say she wants access to everything." Stacy answered while blushing deeply.

"Well, that makes it easier," Nick's voice was slightly uneasy, "so no Betty suit then, right?"

"No," Stacy replied, still looking through the directions she'd received, "no Betty suit, I don't know that she knows about Betty."

"Well that's probably a good thing," Nick replied, "at least she will have a starting point outside of what she'd know about Betty."

"Are you okay with this?" Stacy asked. "I know you'll be there but," Stacy moved over, sitting on Nick's lap, "it will obviously be different with it just being her."

"I am okay with it," Nick replied earnestly, "honestly I'm more concerned about the unknown than anything else."

"I am too," Stacy replied, giving Nick a hug, "but it's exciting to think about."

"So, when does that whole edging thing start?" Nick asked, letting his hand glide between Stacy's thighs.

"That's going to be awkward," Stacy replied, inhaling slowly at Nick's touch, "I mean I've done it a couple times in front of you, but that was us having fun together, this is kind of different. Know what I mean?"

"Oh, I do," Nick replied, watching Stacy's cheeks turn bright red, "when we did that before it was us doing it, it wasn't being directed by someone else. That and you could orgasm, now you can't."

"I have a feeling that it's not going to take long to get me to the edge as the week goes on!" Stacy said before biting her bottom lip.

"Did she say how many times I could bring you to the edge of orgasm this week?" Nick asked, pressing his index finger against Stacy's clit through her bottoms.

"No, she didn't," Stacy moaned softly, "but I need to be able to focus at work too!"

"You have a valid point there," Nick replied, while not moving his hand away, "maybe we should make dinner, then start narrowing down your outfit for Saturday?"

"Okay, whatever gets your hand out from between my legs right now is probably best!" Stacy chuckled as she playfully pushed Nick's hand away.

"If I must." Nick chuckled, giving Stacy's butt a slap as she stood up. "Here's a question though," Nick continued as he followed Stacy into the kitchen, "you don't orgasm when we do anal do you?"

"Nick!" Stacy playfully protested. "You're such a perv!"

"I'm just concerned your jaw will get tired after a couple days of blow jobs," Nick feigned innocence, "I'm just looking out for you!"

"You're such a gentleman." Stacy replied, rolling her eyes.

While they made dinner and ate, Stacy and Nick did their best to focus on normal conversation topics like how their days went, but both could feel the latex cloud hanging over their heads. With the kitchen tidied up, Stacy made the decision to get started out picking out an outfit for Saturday, over the months she'd amassed a bit of a wardrobe, but the outfit would have to be something she could wear in the more public area of the club as well as fit what Ms. Allison required.

"Maybe you should try the outfits on," Nick teased, "so we can make sure they fit what she really wants."

"You just want me hornier!" Stacy quipped.

"That has its benefits." Nick chuckled.

"I'm not seeing a lot of downsides for you in any of this," Stacy teased, "although sharing me can't be that easy."

"This will be interesting and probably a bit tough," Nick replied sincerely, "but you know I love you and if doing this makes you happy, then I want it for you."

While Nick had suggested the black catsuit Stacy had worn to Shawn's house before, Stacy wanted something a bit more feminine looking. The catsuit did have an open crotch and bra cups that could be removed by the snaps, but it was plain black and, in her words, a bit boring. Stacy wanted to look sexy, stunning even, which Nick stated was never an issue regardless of what she wore, but she wanted to look her best. Eventually she narrowed the choices down to three options, arranging each outfit neatly on the bed in their guest room, Stacy determined the decision would be made easier as Saturday approached.

"What next?" Nick asked.

"I need to change," Stacy replied almost matter of factly, "my panties are soaked and I need to get out of them!"

"Somehow I have a feeling that's going to be an ongoing issue this week for you!"

"No kidding!" Stacy replied, undoing her dress pants as she walked back to their bedroom.

Nick quickly followed, as Stacy kicked off her pants and slid her bottoms down her legs. Her blouse barely covered her pussy, but hid just enough to make looking at her that much more enticing. As Stacy rummaged for something to change into, Nick sat on the edge of the bed, adjusting his rapidly hardening cock.

"You know," he said after clearing his throat, "you still have to edge yourself tonight."

"I figured you were keeping track." Stacy teased.

"I'm just saying," Nick chuckled, "you're already half undressed, why get dressed again when you just need to take stuff off again later?"

"Silly man," Stacy replied, holding up her pink rabbit vibrator, "you think I can't edge myself fully dressed?"

"Oh, I'm sure you can!" Nick looked like a kid at Christmas as he watched Stacy walk to the bed and prop herself up on pillows facing him. "But if I'm going to make sure you don't go too far," Nick swallowed, staring at her as she spread her legs, "then the less clothing the better!"

"Yeah?" Stacy stared into Nick's eyes as she slowly slid the pink vibrator over her swollen pussy lips. "I can see you're getting hard at this too," her voice was smooth and sultry, "I never knew you were such a voyeur Babe!"

"Apparently I am," Nick stood, undoing his pants, and pushing his boxer briefs and pants to his ankles in one quick thrust, "I didn't realize it either, but I've had a hell of a lot of enjoyment watching Betty, and now watching you." Nick could clearly see the pink shaft of the aptly nicknamed "bunny-vibe" was glistening. "Do you think you can trust yourself to stop before you orgasm?"

"It's getting tougher by the second," Stacy moaned softly, "wanna give me a hand?"

"I'm sure I can manage," Nick pulled off his shirt, tossing it aside as he moved closer to her, "just tell me when to pull it out."

"Okay." Stacy handed Nick the bunny-vibe, then grasped his cock in her hand. "Turn it up about a third of the way." Nick did as she said, slowly sliding the pink vibe inside her and positioning the moving ears against her swollen clit. "Ohhhh, that's perfect," Stacy closed her eyes, moving her hips in small circles while gently stroking Nick's cock, "right there." Stacy unbuttoned her blouse with her free hand, quickly pushing her hand inside, pinching and rolling her nipple. "Mmmmm, move it in small circles Nicky!" She groaned. "Yessssss, just like that!"

"Remember you can't O!" Nick cautioned. "I'm sure there will be a punishment if you do."

"I know," Stacy blurted, "when I say now, pull it out." Stacy pressed her back against the pillows, rolling her hips, the hand on Nick's cock just held on firmly. "Ummmmm, now!" Stacy reluctantly blurted.

Nick quickly pulled the bunny vibe out of Stacy, eventually shutting it off as he watched her writhe and twist, trying to reach her elusive orgasm. Her eyes locked tight, Nick could only stare at her as she fought through sexual torment. Stacy's eyes slowly opened, as they did, she began stroking his cock again.

"Well, this is going to suck a lot!" She grumbled. "If the first one was this difficult to hold off on," Stacy said, unaware she was stroking Nick, "I can't imagine what it will be like in another couple of days!"

"You'd better keep both hands where I can see them then, huh?"

"That sounds like a great idea," Stacy replied, removing her hand from her blouse and cradling Nick's balls with it, "why don't you come up here and help me keep my hands away from my pussy?"

Nick didn't have to be asked twice and soon found himself straddling Stacy's chest, it was awkward at first, but Stacy didn't seem to care. He could feel her still squirming underneath him, as if she were still trying to find a way to orgasm. Eventually she moved for him to lay on his back, then settled between his legs, resting her arms on his thighs while lavishing his cock with her mouth.

"Sweet Jesus Baby," Nick groaned, "I'm about to blow!"