He clipped them onto the two clamps and then gave it a little tug, causing sensation to wash through me. My mouth fell open as I fought to process it. Did this hurt, feel fucking amazing, or both? As if to help me work that out, he gave it another little pull. Pleasure, definitely pleasure. He watched my thighs slide together with a hot look, then drew closer, slamming his mouth down on mine as he tangled his fingers with that damn chain.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” he told me through kisses. “So fucking perfect. I can’t wait to see how you respond to every damn thing in this room.”
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So we did.
I felt like I’d dissolved into a puddle of sensation by the time we got to the last few. Some, like the feather tipped stick thingy, didn’t really do much but help me dissolve into giggles, though when he escorted me over to a pommel horse and laid me over the top of it, unbound, then stroked it up and down my thighs, I began to see its appeal. Now I was a mess, lying flat on the leather bench, a blindfold pulled down over my eyes, begging.
“Please, Tobias.”
“Please what, Sage? I’ll give you everything you want, if you just ask for it. More of this little sucking rose toy?”
I’d read about this TikTok famous vibe, the sensation more of a sucking thing than a vibration, which had kinda crept up on me after feeling kinda meh at first. Then he’d turned up the intensity until I was right where I was now. My thighs were spread wide, my cunt feeling like it was dripping all over the leather. He’d swipe his fingers through my folds, just once, as if to make clear just how wet I was, before licking the residue away. I was getting closer and closer, heat prickling all across my skin, my senses on high alert now I couldn’t see, but this wasn’t it, what I needed.
“No…” I moaned, and the toy was instantly pulled away and turned off. Then I felt the press of his suit-clad legs against mine, the pommel horse putting me at just the right height, something he seemed to all too aware of as he rubbed his hand up and down my spine.
“You’re ready.”
“Yes, yes, please…”
I heard the rapid jingle of his belt, the sound of his zip feeling like it tore through the room.
“You need me.”
“Yes. Oh fuck!” The blunt head of his cock swiped across me but went no further. “That. Fuck me, please.”
“But we haven’t played with everything, and I left the best to last.” I heard a familiar buzz and then felt something nudge at my entrance, but it was cold and slick, not hot like him. “You seemed intrigued by this.”
He eased the toy inside me, but it felt like my cunt sucked it in, needing to be filled. A low buzzing started rubbing against a place deep inside me, but there was more. He lifted my hips and then fit a slender buzzing length against me until it settled right over my clit.
“Shit…shit!”
I squirmed at the sensation, the simultaneous buzzing driving me fucking mad.
“I admit, I was intrigued by this. It was devised by a beta designer who wanted to approximate and improve on the feel of an alpha with an omega, letting them feel what we do. I have to wonder what it would feel like for us.” His cock dipped inside me, alerting me to the stretch I was about to face, and I just panted my need for that. “What will it do to you if I knot you with this inside, all those vibrations travelling through you and me as we come apart. Do you want to try, Sage?”
At this point, I wasn’t even sure what I was saying yes to. My body was screaming for repletion, needing him so very much. I told him that in short, halting phrases, asking, pleading for him to give me what I needed.
“And then there’s this. It’s something I’ve been interested in broaching for some time.”
Something very hard and very smooth slid between my cheeks, rubbing over a place that ached in quite a different way.
Anal had never been much fun for me. That fear of something new had my body locking down tight, making it feel weird at best or worse, painful, but as he worked what I now knew was a very slender stainless steel butt plug back and forth, I started to have other ideas—prickly, dark and delicious ones.
“You may find you want to be filled when you come into heat.” His voice was cool and in command, trying to make me understand. “And I’d prefer to prepare for that well beforehand. If it’s not a turn-on for you…”
His sentence hung in the air, waiting, needing to be finished, and somehow, I knew I needed to answer before we went any further.
“Breathe, omega.” His voice was a gentle blanket, settling against my skin. “If you can’t decide now, we can talk later when you’ve come down.”
Except I knew the answer, didn’t I? If it hurt or felt crap, he’d stop, but if I loved it? I already felt ridiculously overstimulated, my nipples throbbing from the clamps, the vibe buzzing both inside me and against my clit. I felt like I had been lavished with sensation, waves of it washing over me and tugging me down, and damn me if I didn’t just want to drown in it. This would be one more thing, then another as he worked his cock inside me. The tantalising potential of more, so much more, lured me forward.
“Tobias…”
“Yes, my mate?”
The plug pressed slightly deeper, still tracing little circles around my arse, but promising more.