The “them” he referred to were long, black strips of leather. “What are they?” she asked. She touched one feeling the leather against her fingers. There were many sizes, short and long.
“They’re whips. I like the leather ones, which is why I ordered them first. The others haven’t made it here yet.”
“I like bamboo ones,” Edward said.
She didn’t pick them up and moved down. “Is this like a spanking wall?”
“Yes, each of these items is designed to spank. I have paddles, whips, crops, floggers, and canes,” William said.
“Don’t forget the hand, William. The hand is another personal favourite,” Edward said.
William moved up behind her. His palm landed on her ass. The sound echoed around the room followed by her moan.
“You’ve got a spanker,” Edward said.
“I love using my hand, Daisy.” He whispered the words against her ear. She moane
d, her nipples tightening as the rush of pain went straight to her clit.
With his hands on her waist, William moved her along. “They’re dildos,” she said.
“Correct, pet. There are many sizes and shapes. Also, these are butt plugs.”
“Butt plugs?”
“Hell, yeah, butt plugs can drive a sub wild,” Edward said.
Her ass tightened as she thought about a cock being in her ass.
“Touch one, Daisy. Feel it in your hand.”
She reached out touching the hard devices. A whimper broke through her lips.“Are you wet for me, pet?”
“Yes.”
“I’m going to feel.”
Daisy nodded her head. His hand pulled her skirt up exposing her pussy to the air. William slipped her panties to the side then pushed a finger through her slick, wet heat.
“You feel so good,” he said.
Seconds later he removed his fingers. She heard him lick the digits, and then they moved along to the nipple clamps. Daisy stared at the beautiful clips.“Do you want to try one on?” he asked.
She nodded her head. Words failed her against the erotic beat pulsing through her body. He pulled down a pair of crocodile clips. They looked menacing. She wanted to feel them on her body.
“Edward, do me the honour of holding Daisy still.”
“With pleasure.”
Her moans grew louder as Edward held her steady.
“What’s your safe word, pet?”
“Red, I say red.”
“Good girl.”
He opened each button of her shirt. There was no way she could ever shout red. Her pussy was on fire with so much burning need. William had no idea how much she wanted him. It was like an aching that would never disappear. He unbuttoned her shirt until it fell open revealing her tame, cream-coloured bra.