Paradise Isle Their Deal Pt 12

Paradise Isle, Their Deal Pt. 12

(Fetish, pierce, chastity, consensual, Ponyplay, Paradise Isle)

Five of them

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By ChangeYourPassword

Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this story and the fetishes involved, great. If not, please forget the whole thing.

Read the previous parts The Deal, first.

Hailey, still dazed by the new collection of decorations Silvia had wrapped around her body, stepped over to one of the patio's lounge chairs and crawled onto the soft cushions.

She cursed as she jingled, and groaned as she felt the pulling on her pussy and the poking in her ass, the result of Silvia's elaborate and erotic yet vexing design.

It was all so very bizarre, not to mention unexpected.

Decorating her body was her favorite fetish, and she also enjoyed showing it off, but what Silvia had just dressed her in was far more than she'd ever dreamed of.

Finally comfortable, laying on her back, she closed her eyes and tried to calm herself. She still felt such a wild mix of emotions she worried a panic tantrum was just below the surface, ready to explode out.

Despite the roaring inside her head, she heard Victoria settle into the chair next to her.

Softly, and soothingly her girlfriend began talking to her. "Hailey, I know it's a lot. Even I didn't expect my sister to go this far, design the things she did. But they are attractive. Exotic and ultra-sexy, too.

"You saw. Take some time to think objectively. See if you don't agree."

Hailey took several deep, calming breaths, stalling while she did her best to evaluate the way she looked.

She did like the way some of the new jewelry covered her body. She had to admit that Silver was a fantastic artist, designer and maker. But she was also insanely kinky - too much so.

Hailey didn't mind the flat collar; she was actually relieved that it wasn't one of those tall slave chokers. And the way it laid at the base of her neck would make it easy to hide or downplay under her clothes.

And the arrangement of straps around her breasts, was certainly sexy and pretty, and it too could be hidden under clothes, even though it did make her breasts stand out more, and look larger. But what woman didn't like larger breasts?

She might have to get roomier sports bras to hide them, though. But the crazy bells attached to her nipples were a terrible addition. She could feel their weight, and their silly jingling would be annoying, at best. She was terrified that hiding them beneath a sports bra would be a problem. Their outlines even under the tight bra would be obvious. And inexplicable, as would be their sounds.

The wrist bands and their bells would mask the jangling, but that would present its own problem. She'd have to explain why she liked the things, and that would be difficult.

The garter-belt arrangement that held up the crotch portion and the thigh bands was, sort of attractive, in a sexy, bondagy way; that she understood Silvia liked. It did frame her privates and draw attention to them. But it was their other function that horrified her.

It was the framework between her legs and ass that left her flabbergasted and disgusted. What the fuck was that all about!

How could she live with that? It wasn't a question of hiding it. Her dresses would cover her and hide the rods and her stretched pussy. But still...

Victoria waited patiently for an answer. She knew it would come, eventually. She knew Hailey well enough.

When Connor came their way, she waved him off. Signaling him to just wait and let her work with his wife.

Reluctantly he sat back down on the other side of the patio, next to Daisey.

Several long minutes later Hailey opened her eyes scanned around until she caught Connor's eye. He was sitting on the edge of his seat, looking concerned and anxious.

She smiled weakly at him and gave him a little wave, but didn't call him over. Instead, she turned to look at Victoria, next to her. "I'm not sure I can live with all this. Especially, the things around my pussy.

"Why would she do this to me? That framework and the rod up my ass are not decorative. They're oppressive and ugly."

"I understand, but that's Silvia. She's into bondage and enjoys tormenting her lovers."

"I'm not her lover."

Victoria smiled, "You're my lover." And she leaned in to kiss her. And the kiss made Hailey fell a little bit better.

"And no one is going to see those things. They'll be covered by your skirts."

"I understand, but I'll feel them!"

"I know, dear.

"They'll always remind you how sexy you are."

Hailey supposed that would be the case.

Unable to just lay there any longer Hailey slid off the chair and climbed to her feet, jingling of course.

Connor got up too and trotted over. He pulled her into a loving and supportive hug. "You do look beautiful."

"I know, but..." She couldn't finish.

They stood there for several minutes, until once again, feeling restless and frustrated, she gave him a kiss, and then broke away. "I'm going to go lay down. I need some alone time, Okay?"

"Certainly."

She walked back into the house and down the hall to their guest bedroom. She jingled and jangled with every step. It was more than annoying.

Connor thought about following her, but Victoria grabbed him. "Leave her for a while. She needs time to come to terms with her new body."

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Inside their room, Hailey laid down on the bed, flat on her back, with her legs slightly spread. She closed her eyes and tried again to figure things out.

She'd always wanted to decorate her body, but not to this degree...

Eventually, she shut everything down, cleared her mind and dozed off.

Connor woke her sometime later, when he crawled onto the mattress next to her.

"How are you doing, lover? It's getting close to dinner."

She sighed and looked at him. "I'm better. It was just so much more than I expected. Especially the stuff between my legs."

He gave her a delicate kiss. "You do look fantastically erotic. I do like it. As long as it's not too uncomfortable."

"Only the stuff between my legs is uncomfortable," she admitted.

"Let me see," he said, then began crawling down toward her pussy.

She couldn't help but giggle as he rolled over her leg to sprawl on his belly in between.

"Hmm," he muttered as he began, running fingers gently around her pussy and the framework she'd been fitted with.

"It does look inviting from this angle. Unique arrangement, and I can see why it may feel strange."

He sounded like a car mechanic, examining her engine.

She chuckled, "may feel strange?"

"Let me make a functionality test," he said trying to sound like an engineer. But he failed when he lost his objectivity and giggled.

She shivered when she felt him start running his tongue around her stretched open pussy lips.

When she moaned, he paused and lifted his head. "It tastes just like it did before, and the good parts are actually more accessible."

Then he resumed, sticking his tongue in deeper.

It felt good. Very good, and she groaned when her clit gave her a pleasant jolt. A moment later he shifted again and she was able to catch a breath.

"Not too difficult to get to my clit?"

"Like this? No, not really," he mumbled as he again licked her sensitive clit, making her shudder again.

A few minutes later her orgasm hit and she grabbed at his head, not to hold it in place, but to lovingly run her fingers through his hair.

After she'd calmed down and caught her breath, he got up on his elbows, still laying between her legs. It gave him a view up her torso, past her breasts to her face. She smiled down angelically at him.

"How was that?" he asked.

"As good as ever," she sighed.

"Then we can declare you fully functional, at least as far as your lovely pussy goes? You passed the test."

She chuckled. "Yes, I passed the test.

"But I'm still worried about my back end." She laughed, but she didn't seem all that entertained.

He frowned. "Well let me see."

He got up on his knees and reached down to lift her legs. She groaned, as he pulled them higher, up to his shoulders, and spread them.

"Well, my dear. It does look like you may have some trouble here. Although the set-up does spread your ass cheeks delightfully."

She growled, not pleased.

"I'm afraid you'll have to use a lot of wipes to clean yourself. And I would suggest you use some lube to prevent irritating your lovely ass cheeks."

"Damn it," she mumbled.

He lowered her legs, and climbed up to lay next to her again. He kissed her, enjoying it as much as ever - they both did.

"I know that part of your new decorations are bothersome. But frankly, I loved the way it held you open to allow me batter access to your lovely sex. I think you enjoyed that."

She moaned, "I did, but..."

"And all the rest of it is beautiful and erotic, right? Don't you agree?"

"Yes," reluctantly.

"And you'll be able to hide it beneath your work clothes."

"Yes."

"And your jingle bells will be masked by the ones on your wrists."

"Yes." She saw where he was going with this game. And she supposed he was right.

"But those things are annoying." She whined.

They kissed for quite a long time after that. And Hailey felt a lot better afterwards, when he climbed her out of bed, and pulled her out too.

"Let's go join the others for dinner."

"Okay. I'm ready."

All five of them ate a casual dinner gathered around the large kitchen table.

Silvia stared across at Hailey, like a proud artist, admiring her work.

When their eyes met, Hailey smiled, weakly. The woman was a true artist, and much of her work was special.

Throughout the meal, Hailey jingled annoyingly as she moved, feeding herself.

"You may hate that, but I find it charming," Victoria said.

The only good thing about her bell collection was that it distracted her from the uncomfortable feelings produced by the jewelry secured in between her legs. Both the framework holding her pussy spread, and the big rod pushing her ass cheeks apart.

Both of those things were worse when she sat down on the hard kitchen chair.

The conversation, of course, revolved around her new decorations. Everyone was impressed, supportive and complimentary.

Silvia was certainly proud.

Nobody though, mentioned the way her pussy was framed, or the round strap up her ass.

As they were cleaning up after the meal Victoria pulled Hailey into a hug, gave her a loving kiss and then whispered in her ear. "You're still you. Adorable."

"But am I better like this?"

"I honestly think so. You're decorated body is erotic and exotic and beautiful."

That brought a smile to her face. A small one, but nevertheless a pleasant one.

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Even though everyone could see that Hailey was feeling more sociable, immediately after dinner, Connor and Hailey put on their traveling clothes, said their goodbyes and headed for home.

Both Victoria and Daisey were sad to see them leave, but they both knew that Hailey was still upset and they hoped that with some quiet time at home, she would feel better about her new body.

Hailey found that just sitting in the car bothered her. She couldn't find a comfortable position with the things between her legs. She squirmed around, trying different positions and finally just surrendered to sitting with her legs spread wide - very unladylike.

As soon as they'd parked, Hailey climbed out of the car, and walked carefully into their condo, relieved to be home. She ignored the jingling of her bels, and focused on just walking. The framework and rod irritated her with every step. But she didn't feel like she was waddling or walking bowlegged. She hadn't been sure about that when she had been at Victoria's - too occupied with her body's decorations.

That was a good thing.

Having dropped off their bags, Connor pulled her into a hug, and kissed her, lovingly.

"I suggest we go straight to bed. I really want another look at your new jewelry up close and personal.

And we do need to get some sleep. Tomorrow is a work day."

Out of habit he stripped off his clothes, and waited for Hailey to do the same.

She sighed and jingled as she stripped down to only her new jewelry outfit.

He watched every move, smiling broadly. "Wow, you really do look beautiful," he muttered.

She remained annoyed by it all, but she was tired, and concerned about the office tomorrow, so she allowed him to pull her into their bedroom.

"I suppose you'd like a fuck, too?" she asked, feigning a lack of interest. But she was curious about how that would feel.

"Of course," he replied, excitedly.

"Well, I'd like that too. I feel the need for some real loving from my man.

"And I want to know how it will feel with all of this stuff on me."

They crawled onto their bed, and kissed for a while before Hailey unlocked his cage and removed the thing. He sighs happily as he feels the catheter slide out of his rapidly growing cock.

She can't help but giggle. He's more than ready whenever she wants it, and she likes it that way.

And she was happy to see his prick, as it has been quite a while since she last felt it inside her.

She leans in and gives his little head a quick lick before nudging him into her favorite position. Lying on his back with his hard cock standing tall.

Climbing over to straddle him she feels a pulling on her pussy - the frame holding her open, and for a moment she's distracted and angry. But when she looks down at him, lying there waiting anxiously to screw her, lust returns in full measure.

She has to gently push the bell hanging from her clit hood ring out of the way as she lowers herself onto his cock. Another of Silvia's decorations she hates...

With it out of the way, though, she does find it easier to settle down onto him. No need to guide him in. That's a plus, she thinks, wryly.

Her pussy is wet and ready, and they both moan in pure pleasure as he slides into her.

For a moment she stays still, just enjoying the full feeling, but then she begins slowly pumping up and down on his pole. He likewise begins thrusting up to meet her, in the wonderful rhythm they enjoy so much.

When they get more energetic her nipple bells start jingling to the beat. And for the first time she actually laughs at the silly things. She still hates them, hanging, pulling and jangling all the time, but like this, she gets some enjoyment out of the things.

Still working toward her orgasm, she leans forward to play with her husband's new rings. She's pleased with them. She enjoys the decorations on his body.

Looking up at his wife, in all her glory, Connor is having a hell of a time maintaining his composure --holding back his climax. He's so excited, he tries to focus on her jewelry and the way it holds her body. Damn it's beautiful!

For a while he distracts himself by watching the way her bells sway in circles from her nipples. But that only keeps him amused for a short while.

He's about to lose it, when his lover groans and stiffens for a moment before she increases her tempo to a fever pitch. He knows than that she's hitting her orgasm.

Hugely relieved, he increased his own energetic pumping and releases his load, moaning happily. Damn! that feels good.

Hailey feels the same, and hearing him moan, she giggles.

When she tries to stretch out her legs and lay flat on him, the framework pokes them both, and she curses and kneels back up.

"Damn thing," she mutters.

"Damn thing," he echoes, making her laugh. He lifts his head to look and reaches in to rub at his groin. "The front, hinge part poked me."

"And pinched me," she growled.

She sat there, astride him for a few more minutes, feeling him shrinking inside her. When she climbed off, she settled in onto her side beside him, laying half on and half off his chest and legs.

"Well. everything else still works," she says, with a sigh.

"Felt like it to me," he says, chuckling.

He reaches over with his off hand, and plays with the one nipple he can access.

Jingling her bell, he murmurs, "these are fun."

"They're annoying. And they pull on my poor nipples.

"I like your new rings." She added, flipping the conversation to harass him.

He groaned. "They're too big."

"It'll be easier for you when your nips stretch, some."

"I don't; want bigger nipples." Adamantly.

"Oh, they'll be fun," she said laughing.

A minute later she got back up onto her knees and after giving his nipple a kiss, she proceeded to reinstall his cage. He didn't resist - he was used to it.

After that they each took their turn cleaning up before collapsing back into the bed, this time to sleep.

Sleeping that night was difficult for her. She couldn't find a position where her new jewelry collection allowed her to get truly comfortable. And as she thrashed around testing, her bells, all of them, made an annoying racket.

Connor didn't dare complain, but like his wife, he was also unable to sleep, mainly because of her jangling.

They did finally drift off, from exhaustion more than anything else.

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The alarm woke them up at the prescribed time, but neither of them moved. They both felt terrible.

Connor finally crawled out of bed, took a shower and got dressed, after taping his nipple rings down.

Hailey had watched that part from bed. And when she giggled, he cursed and stomped out to get some breakfast.

Hailey, ultimately, decided to call in sick. She hated to do it, but tired and uncomfortable she didn't feel like dealing with both her troubles and the folks at work.

They'd all want to hear about her new, jangly wrist bands, and she wasn't up for the inquisition.

So, while her husband grumpily left for work, she stayed home and continued her experimentation in bed, trying to nap. She did finally figure out that if she placed a pillow between her knees and another against her breasts, she could sleep on her side.

But when she rolled over to switch sides, and allow better circulation, she always faced the cacophony of the bells. Damn it all!

Around noon she staggered out of bed and went straight into the shower. Under the spray, with soapy hands she washed between her legs. It felt so wrong! But she was stuck with it.

Although she did start thinking about how she could get rid of it, possibly all of it. The thing was that she liked a lot of her new jewelry. It was sexy and bizarrely decorative. And her fetish for body decorations made it desirable and acceptable.

But the way it was all connected; from her neck to her thighs, she couldn't figure out how she could just cut away the crotch framework while leaving the rest. The belt portion needed the crotch connection to stay in place.

She even thought about asking Silvia for some other form of connection, one that wouldn't be so odious. But she rejected that approach. Silvia clearly enjoyed making her subjects uncomfortable - her love of bondage was clear.

Out of the shower, she dried her body - it was more work than usual, and brushed her hair before digging out a moisturizing lotion for her pussy, and a lubricating jelly for her ass crack. Ick!

She made a mental not to buy more...

And after lunch she had to deal with emptying her bowels.

After wiping as best she could with paper, she finished with baby-wipes that they kept around for unusual occasions.

She added those to her list of needs. She'd have to use them from now on.

She spent the afternoon testing her clothes, making sure that her existing wardrobe would sufficiently cover her new jewelry.

She found several blouses she decided would reveal too much of her collar and the straps that linked it to her breast bands, and a dress and two skirts that were too short. They could reveal her thigh bands when she sat.