that super cool Nathan would no doubt loathe.
Oh my God. A nervous giggle escaped my throat as I ripped the lid off the box only to uncover a large flesh-coloured vibrator nestled in pink tissue paper, sat on top of a white card. My eyes widened and I chewed on my lip as I examined it. I had never owned a vibrator before, I’d always wanted to, but had been too embarrassed to walk into a shop and just buy one. Now it seemed I had a man, my new dominant none the less, to do the purchasing for me. Blimey, it was massive. Blushing furiously at the sight of it I reached for the card trying to ignore the silky feel of the vibrators material as I moved it to the side.
Written in elegant and obviously male handwriting I read the note once, sucked in a shocked breath, and then quickly read it again.
Stella,
I trust this gift will relive any sexual frustration you may be feeling after our sexless training weekend. My instructions for your use of this toy are simple, I demand that as you push it in your wet, quivering body you think of me buried to the hilt deep inside you, making you come so fucking hard that you scream for me to never stop.
N
P.S. This toy is to be returned to me when we start a more intimate relationship, once we are sleeping together I will be the only one to make you climax.
Well, he certainly had a way with words didn’t he! Choking back a cough at his bluntness, I couldn’t help reading it again with wide eyes, imagining Nathan’s low lusty voice whispering the words in my ear. Good God. I was suddenly really hot and just in the process of using the card to fan my burning face when Kenny came waltzing into the kitchen with an empty wineglass in his hand.
It vaguely occurred to me that he’d obviously decided to exchange his vegetable liquid diet for another type of liquid altogether, and if I hadn’t been so shell-shocked about the vibrator in my hand I would have taken great pleasure in pointing it out to him.
‘Hey babes! I didn’t hear you get in!’ Kenny chorused as he made his way to the fridge for a top up while I frantically shoved the giant dildo back in the box and rammed the lid on to hide it.
‘Wine?’ He asked, leaning round the fridge door and holding up a bottle of my favourite Pinot Grigio causing me to nod silently. Yes, a cold glass of wine would be good right now; it might cool my raging libido a bit. Although given just how horny I was that was somewhat doubtful, I’d need hosing down with a lake’s worth of ice water to calm me down at this rate.
Luckily Kenny seemed oblivious to my lusty silence and set about pouring our drinks while I quickly read Nathan’s card again, taking a slightly ragged breath as I imagined him writing it with the vibrator sat on his desk and a dark smile on his face. My legs suddenly felt very wobbly. Dumping my bag down I gripped the edge of the breakfast bar and realised that my body was practically on the brink of an orgasm from just reading Nathan’s note. I rolled my eyes. God only knows what I’d be like when we finally had sex again.
Chapter Ten – Nathan
It wasn’t long after my perverse discovery of my parents’ unorthodox sexual tastes that the shit had really hit the fan in the Jackson household. I was 18 by this point and my brother Nicholas was fast approaching his 16th birthday, but still our father’s dominant treatment of our whole family continued.
It had been on Nicholas’ actual birthday that ‘it’ had happened. I had been in my room waiting for my nightly punishment visit from my father, as expected my door opened at a little past eight o’clock, but my father didn’t come in the room as usual; instead he had leant on the door frame casually, which had immediately set alarm bells ringing for me. ‘You can have a night off for good behaviour, son.’ my father had said lightly, but my stomach immediately tensed, I never got nights off, apart from Sundays that was, so this was definitely unexpected. ‘I’m
Oh my God. A nervous giggle escaped my throat as I ripped the lid off the box only to uncover a large flesh-coloured vibrator nestled in pink tissue paper, sat on top of a white card. My eyes widened and I chewed on my lip as I examined it. I had never owned a vibrator before, I’d always wanted to, but had been too embarrassed to walk into a shop and just buy one. Now it seemed I had a man, my new dominant none the less, to do the purchasing for me. Blimey, it was massive. Blushing furiously at the sight of it I reached for the card trying to ignore the silky feel of the vibrators material as I moved it to the side.
Written in elegant and obviously male handwriting I read the note once, sucked in a shocked breath, and then quickly read it again.
Stella,
I trust this gift will relive any sexual frustration you may be feeling after our sexless training weekend. My instructions for your use of this toy are simple, I demand that as you push it in your wet, quivering body you think of me buried to the hilt deep inside you, making you come so fucking hard that you scream for me to never stop.
N
P.S. This toy is to be returned to me when we start a more intimate relationship, once we are sleeping together I will be the only one to make you climax.
Well, he certainly had a way with words didn’t he! Choking back a cough at his bluntness, I couldn’t help reading it again with wide eyes, imagining Nathan’s low lusty voice whispering the words in my ear. Good God. I was suddenly really hot and just in the process of using the card to fan my burning face when Kenny came waltzing into the kitchen with an empty wineglass in his hand.
It vaguely occurred to me that he’d obviously decided to exchange his vegetable liquid diet for another type of liquid altogether, and if I hadn’t been so shell-shocked about the vibrator in my hand I would have taken great pleasure in pointing it out to him.
‘Hey babes! I didn’t hear you get in!’ Kenny chorused as he made his way to the fridge for a top up while I frantically shoved the giant dildo back in the box and rammed the lid on to hide it.
‘Wine?’ He asked, leaning round the fridge door and holding up a bottle of my favourite Pinot Grigio causing me to nod silently. Yes, a cold glass of wine would be good right now; it might cool my raging libido a bit. Although given just how horny I was that was somewhat doubtful, I’d need hosing down with a lake’s worth of ice water to calm me down at this rate.
Luckily Kenny seemed oblivious to my lusty silence and set about pouring our drinks while I quickly read Nathan’s card again, taking a slightly ragged breath as I imagined him writing it with the vibrator sat on his desk and a dark smile on his face. My legs suddenly felt very wobbly. Dumping my bag down I gripped the edge of the breakfast bar and realised that my body was practically on the brink of an orgasm from just reading Nathan’s note. I rolled my eyes. God only knows what I’d be like when we finally had sex again.
Chapter Ten – Nathan
It wasn’t long after my perverse discovery of my parents’ unorthodox sexual tastes that the shit had really hit the fan in the Jackson household. I was 18 by this point and my brother Nicholas was fast approaching his 16th birthday, but still our father’s dominant treatment of our whole family continued.
It had been on Nicholas’ actual birthday that ‘it’ had happened. I had been in my room waiting for my nightly punishment visit from my father, as expected my door opened at a little past eight o’clock, but my father didn’t come in the room as usual; instead he had leant on the door frame casually, which had immediately set alarm bells ringing for me. ‘You can have a night off for good behaviour, son.’ my father had said lightly, but my stomach immediately tensed, I never got nights off, apart from Sundays that was, so this was definitely unexpected. ‘I’m
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