Best Friend

Posted on | May 5, 2010 | 13 Comments

She’s introduced me to so many things. It was with her that I went to my first munch – and followed it up with my first play party. (I probably will only watch and learn, I said to her. Half an hour later I was completely naked and being flogged, while she held my hand. Not a shock to anyone who knows me, I’m sure.)

She was the one to first use the Hitachi Magic Wand on me, and bully some hard orgasms from me. She’d sensibly put towels below me first.

It was her idea, on my last birthday, for my lovers – and her – to come home with me after my birthday dinner and do wicked, wonderful things to me. Including her teasing and fucking me with her truncheon (how did she know I wanted that so much?).

She’s done rope bondage on my face, taken many many photographs for me, and been there when I needed a shoulder.  With her, I’ve had friendship and new experiences and amazing orgasms.

Alas, it’s been rare that I can do something for her. Plenty of things as a friend – she lived with us for a while, goes shopping with me now and then, and frequently visits me at work. But nothing sexual. Or only one way.

Until the other week, that is…

The other week there was a play party. Hylas has been reluctant to go to one (after a bad experience long before my time), but together she and I coaxed him into attending with us. The promise of her wearing latex sealed the deal (the dress you can see above, in fact).

So we went – she in latex and me in a corset. We took Hylas out of his street clothes and wrapped him in his straightjacket. We sat and talked and stroked and teased my Pet, and generally enjoyed the ambience.

But she didn’t look happy. She looked like she wanted to play – but not with anyone who was there. So I offered – I’d brought my Adult Toychest full of toys with me, on the off chance, and nothing but my blindfold (on Hylas) had been used. It seemed like a good excuse!

We headed to the dungeon. Hylas knelt on the floor, with his blindfold removed but his straightjacket still on. She sat on a spanking bench, and I opened my case of goodies. There was so much to choose from, but I went straight for the pegs.

Such lovely pegs, I have. Smooth grips, blue and purple silicone, pretty to look at and a gentle build-up of pressure. I played, pegging her breast-flesh through the latex. Pegging her nipples. And then I thought about ears.

(My ears were bruised, from where Hylas had been biting and gnawing on them earlier in the week. They felt sensitive and hot and delicious.)

So I put a peg on her ear. The reaction was, well, it was great! So I put one on the other ear. I put pegs on the side, then pegs up the tip of her ears so that they flopped forward.

I tugged on them a bit. And then I left them there.

Taking the pegs off her chest, I pulled out my rice spoon and started to gently thwack her upper chest – where there were thong ties as part of her outfit. I spanked over the thong, over the latex, over the nipple. I spanked her belly. I spanked her inner thighs. I kept going back to her upper chest, noting the redness that was forming.

Changing implements, I used a wooden spatula instead, spank spank spank. Her eyes were closed for a lot of it, but I could see Hylas watching and smiling from where he knelt.

I switched to a solid wooden hairbrush with a rounded underside, and hit her some more. She was beginning to bruise in one spot where I kept hitting, and I encouraged that red-purple goodness with more attention to that area. But hitting her inner thighs made her jump, and unexpected thwacks on her belly were amusing, and her nipples were hard enough to see through the latex. So I kept on hitting.

Finally, I’d had enough – my wrist was getting sore and my knees were becoming burnt from the carpet beneath where I leant. Putting the brush down and leaning forward, I got close to her face with my own. And removed the pegs from her ears, both at once.

She came. Hard. It wasn’t expected, by any of us, and the wave of orgasm rushing out from her knocked me back on my arse, causing me to shudder and hold hard to my own orgasm. The energy from her was amazing, and quite mind-blowing.

Later, after a little recovery time for both of us, we swapped and she tormented me with my vampire gloves. But the realisation that I was able to do this for her – and that my toppy side is very definitely not just for Hylas – made me feel special.

We aren’t just friends – or even best friends. We’re best play friends. Her and me.

Love you, Kiana honey. And thank you so much for letting me express this side of myself with you.

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Kiana is going to be guest-posting here from time to time. I for one am looking forward to seeing what she has to say!

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