The Sex Shop Scenario [MF] [Bi]

I refuse to give into the
belief that sex with a certain person is only interesting for a certain period. I know I banged on
about this on a television documentary several years ago. I already have interesting ways of doing such
things, via an open relationship. Not recommended for everybody.

Seth had been getting to know the neighbourhood and to his delight, he found a rather good
sex shop close by.

*“Miss, shall I go to the sex shop? Message me when I am there. I shall purchase three items of
your choosing and I must use these items at your command. How does that sound?”*

*“Not a bad idea at all. Sounds like fun actually.”*

Off he went, no fear of being recognised. We had only been living in the area a month or so and
we felt like locals already. No one bothered us. No paparazzi to speak of. I sat in the living room with my laptop and my phone close by. Technology is a wonderful thing. I don’t know if I was the quickest adopter of such technologies as the internet and cell phones but the internet was fantastic. I had my headphones on…some good
“modern” beats playing. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder. I threw the headphones off.

*“Fuck Sir, you gave me a fright.”*

*“What are you looking at intently? Oh…this internet thing.”*

*“I sent Sissy away on a mission. He is going to a sex shop. I said I would telling him via this messaging thing three items for him to buy and then get him to use them at my command.”*

*“Nice idea, How come I didn’t think of that?”*

Then I had doubt set into my mind.

*“What on earth could I possibly buy him that he hasn’t tried already? Hello, you make bed
friends with me, the toy box is wide open.”*

*“Play time in the sanctuary, I can excuse myself if you so desire. I do find this a little amusing. I
still have ownership of you, Pet. Where is your collar?”*

*“In my room, why?”*

*“Put it on please. I can help you with the selections. You seem a little…stressed out.”*

*“I was beginning to think it would be easier just to shop online. I will be back in a moment. I will put the collar on for you, Sir.”*

*“And how about a coffee then, Pet?*

*”Black with one sugar, please, Sir.”*

I did feel just a bit weary. Old age was getting to me. Bah. I am not getting older and I don’t necessarily think I am getting wiser – I returned to my post wearing my collar. A part of me
wanted to wear it full time but I felt like we hadn’t quite got there yet. I was not a full time submissive. I sat there, coffee in hand, wearily gazing at the website.

*“You know what Pet, you used to do similar things for me. I asked you to frequent that shop…do you remember where it was?”*

“King Street, just behind the main strip. A rather nondescript building but gosh, it held such treasures.”*

*“I know you used to walk in there rather brazenly and came back home with a dildo. It seems so lackadaisical now.”*

*“You know, before I met you I had talked at length with Minnie about buying sex toys but I could never go into that shop alone. It was just too embarrassing.”*

Beep beep. There went my phone.

*“I think we have had these contraptions for several years and I think I am still getting used to
how they work.”*

**Hi Miss. I am awaiting your instructions. Have you decided yet? I am getting
anxious**

*“Do I tell him you are here with me?”*

*“Only if it doesn’t put him off the task..yes, do it, Pet. You have the collar on, you listen to me.”*

**Sissy, I have Sir with me. He has control of me too. I am yet to decide, we are
working on this together. I will get back to you shortly**

**Oh Miss, having Sir there too, I feel so much power. How are you going to humiliate
me if you so desire? There are a lot of lovely things in here!**

**Sissy, I am having a hard time choosing. I believe Sir has found something of
interest. Is anyone there looking at you oddly?**

**Sissy, this is your Sir. I have explicitly told Miss this is what we should do first. Are
you ready?**

*“Oh Sir, you are making me nervous. What were you thinking of first?”*

*“You’ll see.”*

**Sissy, I know you like panties. Find black ones. Lacey. Crotchless. Front and back.**

*“See, Pet, I am not entirely without reason. I know Sissy loves black lace a lot. His cock will be
rock hard already.”*

**Sir, I have found an appropriate pair. They are quite arousing. Make no attempt to
hide my erection.**

**Await further instructions, Sissy. I want Miss to make the next selection on her own.**

*“Goddamn it, Sir, I am finding this fucking confusing. How am I meant to refer to you? Sir or
Stephen, I don’t know.”*

“Miss, or is it Kitty…Pet…I think I am in the same boat. I guess we are still sorting out
our BDSM mess. Cannot even call it BDSM, we are just not into the SM part.”*

*“Oh my, Sir. Pony play. That could be a whole new avenue.”*

“I have read about that, Miss. It made me think of 1978. There was a song on that album about a woman who indulged in pony play. Did it have any basis in real life?”*

*“Not at all. To be honest, I was not doing anything remotely BDSM back then. I only ever had one master, and that was you.”*

*“Would you want to make a pony out of Sissy then, Miss?”*

**Sir, Miss, not sure which one to message. I getting nervous. I will lose my erection.**

**Go to back wall. Butt plugs, dildo. One rather large one – horse tail?**

I swear I erupted into a massive fight of giggles then, Stephen was
laughing too. Having a giggle at how silly this all seemed, yet we were taking it so seriously up to that point. *“I think we have bitten off more than we can chew.”*

**Think I have been recognised. Be quick with the next choice.**

**I have already made a choice, Sissy. Well not just me. Miss did too.**

*“I did?”*

*“I know right at the start, the page you started on…you were looking at male masturbators. Love
dolls, that sort of thing. The one with a rather tight looking pussy looked rather good. You were
looking at that page for ages, I was watching you.”*

*“If you were anybody else, that would freak me right out. You stalker. Fine. Let’s go with than
then.”*

**Sissy, head towards the blow up dolls. There is a model called Pink Perfect…get
that. Go pay for it.**

**Nice choices Miss & Sir. But who will I be using them for?**

**Sissy, this is Sir. I, unfortunately, do have to go out so you will have to perform for
Miss alone. Enjoy x**

*“Where are you going, Sir? What a shame.”*

*“Unfortunately, I do have a business meeting in town and I did promise to catch up with one of the kids. Enjoy your time with Seth, KItty. I know
I would.”**

Suppose I gotta go look the part right? Zip on a pair of thigh high boots, split crotch rubber panties, a long pair of black rubber gloves and a rather sparkly top hat. Heaven forbid, if
Lachlan turned up right now. I was assured he would be out all
day but I never knew with the kids. Lachlan was not so good at the whole SMS thing.

I heard the intercom go off. I even had decent security out here at the gate.

*“Ms. Tune, Mr. Barker has just come back.”*

*“Thank you kindly, Ant!”*

The door swung open.

*“Hi Sissy.”*

*”Hi Miss. I see you were already awaiting my arrival. Do you want me to get naked for you?”*

*“Take your clothes off right now.”*

*“But you will see my rather large erection. I am a little embarrassed.”*

*“Don’t be. Put the panties on. I bet they will look great on you.”*

I was right. Black lace. It was more or less just two flaps of lace attached to a black elastic band around the top. His ass was exposed. His cock and balls were exposed on the front. What a truly
delicious sight. He was so hard. So ready. So eager. I have to try my hardest not to snap out of this frame of mind and just have normal sex. Trust me – Seth and I do have vanilla sex a lot. We also do this sort of sex a lot too.

*“How does that feel, Sissy?”*

*“Lovely, Miss. Thank you.”*

*“You know what, I am thinking I could make you a pony, Sissy.”*

*“A pony?”*

*“We can start with the tail.”*

*Have you seen how large it is, Miss?”*

I put my hand into the bag…maybe Stephen hadn’t read it correctly. It was a butt plug alright. A rather large, rather wide one. Not unlike a horse’s cock. I remember when Minnie and I were
teenagers, we often went to Blake’s farm. The family had horses. More often than not, I saw these
horses roaming about with their huge dicks hanging out. Queue delirious laughter from Minnie
and Kitty. I admit this made my eyes water. I was never a size queen and I had no idea
whether Seth was either. Stephen was fairly large…but yeah…

*“Well Sissy, it even makes my eyes water. Bend over for me…”*

This scenario may have worked nicely if Seth had been wearing heels. But no. Doggy style is a bit hard when there is a major height discrepancy. Hence why I almost never did that with either
boy…he he. My high heels were not quite enough to make his height. I discovered a rather good item a few years back. It was like a tool belt for a tradesman but it was a tool belt for the
BDSM enthusiast. If I knew I was going down that track, I just tucked into it whatever it was, I needed. Lube was almost always necessary. I pulled my rubber gloves further up my arm.If Seth had actually been a pony, I swear his ears would have pricked up then. He heard the
ping of the rubber gloves and he heard the bottle go squirt. Generally a good sign of *“hey, I am
going near your ass”.*

One makes a slippery pool around one’s backside. One hand does the
cheek spreading because, with someone with an ass like Seth’s, it was quite buried in
there underneath cheeks of pure muscle. Slid a finger in and heard him coo. His sphincter muscles tightened. My circulation could well be cut off.

*“Please Miss, some more.”*

How about two fingers then? It was rather tight and slippery. He cooed out again. While stretched slightly, his ass has a vice grip on me.

*“Are you ready to take on this tail?”*

*“Yes, Miss.”*

I squirted yet more lube on this rather large butt plug. I hope it didn’t hurt because I couldn’t imagine something that size being in my backside. I had to do it ever so slowly. I watched his
ass flex and twitch. I couldn’t see his face but I bet it was one of pure concentration on getting
muscles to do the work for you. Next thing you know, there is the sound of pluck. It slips into place. Held in tight by the same muscles. I peeled the gloves off and threw them to the floor. He
sure looks mighty nice with a tail. I reached my hands around to feel his hard cock. He was so
hot. I poured yet more lube into my hands and proceeded to masturbate him for just a bit.

*“Don’t you dare go soft on me, Sissy.”*

*“I won’t, Miss. Not if you keep doing that.”*

*“You feel so hard…you must be feeling so turned on right now…I cannot ever deny you an
orgasm, but I am not going to use my hands to do it. Excuse me a moment.”*

In reality, I really wanted to wank him off then have him cum all over me but that would have totally ruined it. I ripped open the box and all I could smell was virgin rubber. This thing had instructions. No, I
cannot allow us to come off the boil. I remember reading something about hot water…

*“Bare with me a moment, Sissy. You can touch your dick if you want, but you had better not
cum.”*

I had to act calmly. Hot water. Where? I was not quite used to the new house and wondered where the nearest wet bar was.
Wracking my brain…I had only just visualised where things were in the house and it dawned on me there was a wet bar towards the rear of the house. It took me far too long to find it by my
standards. I filled up the sink with not too hot water and submerged this rubber contraption for just a while. As per instruction manual. I had a faint hope it would remove some of that rubber smell but yeah. I had to get it warm and flexible before I trotted back out. I was filled with fear.
Stamina is a problem when you are older and I had taken a bit too long.

*“Are you still hard, Sissy?”*

*“Yes, Miss.”*

*“Come over here.”*

I had put the artificial vagina on the bed and shot the lubricant straight down it.

*“Now go stick your cock in it and fuck it hard. You are not allowed near my pussy for today.”*

*“Yes, Miss.”*

I clambered onto the bed so I could watch. He stuck his rather thick cock in as requested and he cooed once more. I
swore Seth never made the normal moans of sex. He cooed. It was most beautiful to hear. Watching his cock be enveloped in this artificial rubber. I did something I shouldn’t have done. I
started touching myself. It didn’t go unnoticed.

*“Go on Sissy, I give you permission to talk about my situation here.”*

*“Miss, you never touch your pussy when I am doing things for you. Why start now?”*

*“Because Sissy, I am way too turned on. Keep fucking that pussy. You watch me pleasure myself.”*

The rubber squelched with the sound of each thrust of his cock. I could see his lacey underwear flapping about and the swish of a ponytail. The fact I had told him to go buy the items and use them, as I wanted him to use them. I lay on the bed with my legs spread and my pussy naturally opened. His eyes were agog, viewing my wetness and swollen cunt. He was not getting a taste of touch of it today, he was confirmed to a rubber replica. That was enough for my clit to become erect and stiff and throb under my touch. I got very vocal and noticed Seth was matching me, note for note.

It was all too arousing. We climaxed within seconds of one another. No sooner had the cloud of eroticism lifted, Seth smiled and started laughing.

*”Never in a million years did I imagine such things to be possible. We should do this more often.”*

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