Once I got home I was dying to take a shit. That dildo was so far up my ass it was... interfering. I pushed and it popped out easily. I put it aside and then quickly did my business. Then I found the next size up in the kit. I lubed up and pushed. It worked its way in, but not without some serious pressure. It's funny, my asshole is definitely getting used to it, and it's hurting less, but it's definitely more difficult to get it in. Anyway, I'm making progress. Level 3 of 5 - it feels like I'm making progress in a video game.
After slipping it in I realized my mistake. She would have had no way of knowing if I had the plug inside me, as the dildo didn't have Bluetooth sensors! Rookie mistake. But deep inside I knew I couldn't lie to her, even if by omission. Anyway, I would only be cheating myself since I'm sure she'll insist I get to level 5 by tomorrow!
I took some time to check in with work. It's a great advantage to be able to work from home these days. I hope to hell we're not called back to the office.
It was just after 3 pm in the afternoon when I got her text. "Hey babe, free for dinner tonight? That friend I told you about came to town early and she'd like to meet you!"
Wow, she's already telling her friends about me! Then a horrible thought entered my mind... just what exactly has she told them?
"Sure, sounds good! Where should we go?"
"Oh, I think we should stay in, considering your... situation :P"
"Yes, of course. Mine or yours?"
"Yours my dear. Do you think you could organize it? Just do something simple. Whatever you fancy is fine with us."
"Miss Lina?"
"Yesssss John?"
"Does your friend know about...?"
"No John, but you will be telling her this evening."
Fuck. Was she serious?
"I'm sorry, I really can't!" This could ruin me! And besides, it's not something that I can easily drop into conversation. This sounds a bit cruel.
"It's important. It's part of discovering who you really are. You need to accept and embrace your position in life to truly be free and true to yourself."
"What if she tells someone and word gets out?"
"Relax John. You have to trust me, and by extension, trust my friends. Part of this relationship, or the agreement we have, must be based on trust. I'm sure you can see that."
"... OK."
"See you at 7 :)"
...
I went out to pick up groceries. The plug was feeling much bigger than earlier. This is concerning. But equally concerning is my cock cage. I've been in it now for almost 48 hours and I usually don't go longer than a couple days without a wank. Even seeing an attractive woman from across the street puts pressure on it. If only I could turn off my perverted brain, I might not be in this mess!
I got home around six and started cooking dinner. To keep it simple I made pasta and a simple salad. I also bought a Pinot Grigio. I heard a knock on the door just before seven. I opened the door and Lina looked amazing, not surprisingly. She looked genuinely happy to see me. She swung her arms around me and kissed me on the lips. This is new!
She said "John, this is Anna. Anna, John."
"Pleased to meet you," I said and did a pathetic little bow. Smooth move John. "Come on in."
Anna is a friend of Lina's from Sweden. She's only here in the States for a few weeks. She works at the UN and travels a lot. She was very political and had plenty of opinions of how she would approach world conflicts, climate change and sending aid to developing countries. She originally worked in academia, like Miss Lina, but she said she got restless and wanted to be part of decision making.
We finished up dinner and Anna started asking about me. I told her I worked at an insurance company and that it was just a job to me. I went into some detail about my interest in basketball and keeping fit. She feigned interest but I could tell she was getting bored. I was delaying. I kept glancing over to Lina to see if she was going to apply pressure, but she just sat there quietly listening to Anna and I get to know each other. I knew I needed to broach the topic and Lina wasn't going to do it for me.
Finally, I took a deep breath and started a new line of conversation when I was given an opening.
"So how do you and Lina know each other?" asked Anna.
"Oh, we've only just met. I met her this past weekend at a family reunion. Don't worry, we're not related... not that it would matter I suppose since we're not really dating."
"Oh, interesting! Just friends then?"
"Not quite. I guess you could say I'm helping Miss Lina with a study she's doing for her work."
"Miss Lina? That's cute!" said Anna.
"Err, yeah. That's what she likes to be called."
"Only in private of course," Lina laughed, a bit nervously, which confirmed for me that Anna really didn't know anything about our relationship. "It's OK John, don't be nervous."
Anna looked confused. "Why should he be nervous? What's your study about? I know you're into some pretty fringe research," which was directed to Lina.
"John will tell you, he's learning a lot, wouldn't you agree John?"
"It's true, I'm learning a lot." Gulp. "Lina is researching the effects of paraphilias on romantic relationships."
"And how are you helping?" asked Anna.
"I'm helping her explore paraphilias, or fetishes, to work out if they have an effect on romantic relationships between consenting adults," I said. "I have a few kinks, just like every warm blooded person."
"Oh, so you mean you're exploring your fetishes? So... what are your fetishes? How do you actually help?"
Fuck it, time to lay it out. If this is what trust looks like I may not survive 6 months!
"Lina is using me as a submissive sex partner. It's all consensual, but I don't feel like I'm actually choosing what happens to me. And to be completely open, we haven't actually had sex yet. Lina makes all the decisions, and I trust her. I guess that's the nature of being submissive."
"Well put John," said Lina. "And it's true, sexual intercourse is not part of our interactions or agreement." This made me a bit sad to hear.
"My mind is blown! So you're her sex slave? How does that work?" Anna shifted in her seat and folded her legs underneath her, getting ready for a good story. "It doesn't seem like you're a 'slave'! How does it work? Does she get you naked and twist your balls? If you don't have sex, perhaps she's the one fucking you? What are you into John? Haha, I bet most men would love to be in your position!"
"Not quite," I said. Then Lina jumped in.
"We're exploring fetishes, a dominance and submission relationship, and aspects of humiliation. As you can imagine, this is a bit humiliating for John to tell you about this."
"Well I haven't really heard any details yet," said Anna.
"Go on John, you can tell her."