1. 3 A Dairy conversion part 1


    Date: 6/25/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    quickly. We were soon indoors, our day over, another week of work stretching in front of us both, we each had much to think of. Mutually we came perhaps reluctantly to the conclusion that the only practical days to use our new “dairy” for BDMS purposes were Friday and Saturdays as we needed a day to overcome any welts and bruises before work. Midweek Wednesdays, and perhaps Sundays we could “fit in” a little bondage and non-damaging sexual freedom, to spice up the working week. When this open minded reformed lifestyle had started, we had bought some odd items to enable us to pursue this path which included; gags, whips, bondage gear and vibrators, one of which was a Deluxe remote radio controlled model with a range of 100 feet which so far we had not used. I decided this was to be the next though I did not enlighten the good lady. It being a bank holiday we were both day off on the Monday so I decided we would have a run out onto the Romney marsh the site of the erotic story that started all this, In the hope that we could prove or disprove the truthfulness of the story, while we could enjoy a picnic and perhaps a sexual adventure to boot. We had a lazy breakfast sitting in our pyjamas, and discussing what clues were in the story, a bit like Sherlock Holmes we scrutinised our ordinance survey map. Ann said that ”as the campsite was at or near the beach and that there were sand dunes and a cafe on the beach it must be near the sands at camber”, well that fitted, as did the ...
    river estuary, the river Rother did just that, so there is where we decided to make a start. We began to get dressed both of us in jeans and a tea shirts, but before Ann managed to pull on her Jean`s, I slipped the radio vibrating egg into her sex with a sly grin, her face broke into a smile as she continued to dress and I gave her a short burst of slow vibes to test the egg. We were soon on the way noting as we arrived at Camber that there were a couple of pubs just behind the beach, it all fitted, at least to us, by now Ann had got used to the small egg being tucked inside her body, its Ariel, a short wire hanging down her leg, ensuring the thing didn`t vanish inward, I had deliberately not used it so far. We entered the first of the pubs but it really did not fit the image either of us had of our target; however we were in now so we decided to have a pint. I popped into the toilet so Ann went to the bar and ordered our drinks, which was when I pressed her “on” button and advanced the speed dial. The result was spectacular to say the least, as Ann picked up the pints the vibrator struck, like a jolt of electric shock. She nearly fell and the pints crashed back onto the bar to her total embarrassment. The barman looking concerned asked if she was OK as she gripped the edge of the bar to steady herself her face reddening till I switched off the egg as I reappeared. I helped her to a chair, all commiserations and sympathy, whispering to the barman as I collected the drinks that ...
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