Don't Touch My Toy

POV Ana

It was Saturday afternoon. We’d spent the day as many long-term couples did. I woke him up with a lazy blow job, and he repaid the favour. We’d barely seen each other all week so it was our time to re-connect. We showered and had breakfast before heading out for a walk. Five hours later and we were finishing up a delicious late lunch, deciding what to do with the rest of the day.

At least that was what Nick was doing, I was thinking about how to phrase our next conversation. Nick was 35, just three years older than me. We’d been together for 6 years, living together for 5. We had a normal relationship in the most part, but both shared a kink for male-domination in the bedroom.

He loved to be tied up, punished, teased, and I loved to do it.

We had a contract of sorts, nothing formal but still rules that we played by. One of the rules was that I demanded loyalty and fidelity. A rule that he had been pushing the boundary of.

He needed a reminder of the consequences if he strayed. I was no pushover. I loved him on a very real and deep level. I loved everything about him. I loved him enough to give him a second chance. I also knew my worth, and would never accept a perpetual cheater.

“Nick, I need to talk to you about our relationship terms.”

His eyes snapped up to mine and his brows creased. “What?”

“I want to make you aware that you are close to breaking the agreement, and I need to see a change in behaviour.” He opened his mouth to speak but I held up my hand. “No. Don’t pretend. I know.” He took a sharp breath in. “You have been flirting with the girl from the coffee shop. She was so confident that she gave you her number in front of me.”

He had the nerve to laugh, his face relaxing. “Babe, I chucked it in the bin before we even left - no one is enticing me away from the love of my life.“. He stood up and moved round the table, still looking at me like I’d over-reacted and needed reassurance like a clueless teenager. “If you wanna talk relationship terms, then let’s discuss that ring I want on your finger. Maybe then you won’t worry about every little girl with a daddy complex.”

“She’s 26”

“What?”

“Cassey, the girl you want riding your dick - she’s 26.”

He sat on the table in front of me, a look of real concern now etched on his face. “Ana. I do not want any other woman. I’ll always want only you.“.

That was my chance. “Oh really? I remember you very clearly stating desire for threesomes when we set out the contract. I remember watching you fuck other women in our bed. Why is Cassey any different?“.

I’d shocked him and I liked it, I liked the panic building behind his eyes.

“Baby, that was years ago - we haven’t shared in almost four years. Look, I know you’re mad at me...and maybe you have every right to be mad....but you enjoyed those times too. Didn’t you? I never want you to do anything just for me.“.

He took my hand between his, “What can I do? We formally strike that from our agreement? Will you marry me if we close down any possibility of other women? I’m serious Ana. I don’t want to kiss, to fuck, or to touch any other woman.“.

“Prove it.”

“How?”

“Don’t touch Cassey.”

“I won’t. I didn’t even remember her name. We’ll find a different coffee shop.”

I smirked and stood up so I was between his legs and he had to lean back a little as I leant so that my lips brushed against his ears. “No Nick. I mean don’t touch Cassey when I have her here tonight, naked and screaming my name while I lick her out on your chest.”

His breathing hitched. “Wha -What?”

“She’s pretty, Cassey. I went back to see her later on that day and we’ve been texting. She sends me all sort of naughty pictures. Do you want to see?” I sat back and scrolled my phone for a second, finding the album that I’d saved the pictures in. He gulped as he looked through them. “Ana..I”.

“Call me Mistress. Are you going to accept my challenge?“.

He bit his full lips and bowed his head a little, just the way I liked it. “Mistress, What are the terms of the challenge?”

“Simple. I’m going to play with my new little Cassey doll - and you don’t touch my toy. In return, if you prove that you have restraint like a good boy, then I will agree to marriage.” I lifted his chin “I’m not going to make it easy on you.”

“And if I fail?”

“Then I leave.”

He looked wide eyed. How this built 35 year old could look innocent was beyond me. I loved it. “I don’t want to lose you.”

“Yeah? Then you’d better keep your hands away while I teach her how to suck your cock. Better keep your tongue away when she’s hovering over your mouth dripping her sweet cum into your mouth from release after release. Do you accept?“.

He was hard, had been hard since I showed him the photos. “If I do this you’ll marry me?” I nodded, rubbing his cock softly through his joggers “Then yes, I’ll do it.”

I sent him off with instructions to prepare himself - cleaned, shaved and naked was what I wanted to see when I walked into our bedroom 2 hours later. He didn’t disappoint me, the ideal male specimen groomed to perfection and kneeling on the floor waiting.

“Well done baby, you presented yourself so well.” Lifting his face I gave him a sweet kiss. “I have to get ready, she’ll be here in an hour. Get on the bed for me, lie on your back and stretch out for me.” We used restraints so much that we had cuffs already attached to the frame, I tied him quickly then bent over to pull out a new toy - it wrapped around his cock and balls snuggly. Switching on the vibration he jerked and shouted out in pleasure. Perfect. “Does it feel good baby?”

He nodded, pre-cum already leaking from his slit. “Yes Mistress”.

“Good, I want you to count out every time you have a release. I want to hear your sounds of pleasure while I get ready. Be loud for me baby.” With that I turned and went to shower. I had had laser treatment so didn’t need to shave anywhere, thank fuck. I did need to clean myself though and I took some time on my hair and make up.

“Four”. He called out as I walked into the room, and I watching his face scrunch in pleasure as cum spurted and dribbled down his bobbing cock. His eyes snapped open, glued to my naked body and trailing me as I walked into our closet to pull out some underwear. I pulled a black lace mask over my eyes too, he loved it when I dressed up for him. I went to the bed, standing up between his outstretched legs as I rolled on my thigh highs.

I took him in, stomach clenching, thighs quivering and his whole body tight with oncoming pleasure. He was covered in cum, it was on his stomach but also dripping down his thighs. I loved how much cum he produced and took a mental picture for my personal archive. “You’ve made a mess baby. Cassey is going to be here soon. Let’s clean you up before she arrives hmmm?”

“Uh, I’m so close. Can we...” he was biting his lip, head slightly turned into the cushion as he always did before he came.

“Are you disobeying me?”

“No, Fuck no. Sorry Mistress.” I pulled the toy a little roughly off him, causing a moan of pain that got me instantly wet. The doorbell rang. She was early.

I quickly untied Nick and pushed him towards the bathroom to clean up again while I met Cassey at the door. It was no secret that I was Bi-sexual, and I was looking forward to showing her the pleasure that women can give each other. She had apologised profusely when I spoke to her that day, but quickly turned intrigued when I’d proposed teaching Nick a lesson. She was Bi too and jumped at the chance to play with a more experienced couple. I opened the door, her expression wide as she took me in.

“Hey!” I hugged her and pulled her through the door. “Sorry sweetheart, you’re a little early and we were just finishing some pre-play.” I took her through to the kitchen where I had Champagne on ice and two glasses waiting. “Bubbles?”

She nodded, looking nervous. Cute.

I passed her a glass, pushing her back into the counter for a little kiss. Tugging on her dress then stepping back “I like this, it’s sexy.“.

“Oh, Oh yeah? Good. I wasn’t sure. You look....wow.” She chuckled “I’d kill for your body.“. It was a sweet compliment and it was indeed murder to keep myself this toned.

“Thank you sweetheart. You have a gorgeous body too.” I ran my free hand up her thighs, brushing a path over her pussy and up over her tits before diving into her hair and pulling her in for another kiss. “How are you feeling? Still up for some fun tonight. There is no pressure if you want to back out.”

She took a big gulp of champagne then smiled. “I want to play, Mistress.”

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