Transfem who's always looked longingly at the toys you leave by the edge of the bed, only to hurriedly put away when she arrives and you watch movies before fucking. Who makes it a habit to check every time she comes over, just in case. What if, you know? What if they're there this time, what if she could... She doesn't know quite what it is she'd do, she doesn't dare imagine. But the longing remains, growing stronger with every visit.
One day when you've forgot, when you're in the bathroom, she takes her chance. The long, ridged toy she's been brushing her fingers against for the last three episodes of your show is suddenly in her grasp, tightly clenched by the handle. Holding it upright, as if trying to stare it down, but losing. The shade of bright pink burning into her memory, feeling such a strong pull to touch it, smell it, maybe even- but she doesn't dare finish the thought. She just sits there in her one-woman standoff, begging herself to be strong enough to just inch her fingers upward. Desire so strong she doesn't realize you're next to her again, staring with her.
"Something on your mind?" She panics. Hands shaking, mouth stammering, toy flying up and hitting the wall, making her apologize profusely despite being unable to get through half a word. Face welling up with tears, still unable to stop gesturing and trying to speak. It's really an awful lot for something so little. "Pretty girl," you begin consoling her. Holding her head to your chest you explain, "-really, everything's okay. Nothing wrong with being curious. Poor, poor girl." You hush her while stroking her hair; you're gentle on her, yet firm. Her expression turns from confusion to bewilderment. This she truly couldn't have anticipated. To be spoiled for doing the evil thing?? To have her head kissed and then neck an- wait neck???
She looks so cute like that. Face still streaky with tears, shuddering every time your lips touch her neck. Of course, this is to reassure her that everything's okay. That you understand she was just curious. Which is why you need to keep comforting her, help her even more. There's no other choice but to unbutton her shirt and unclasp her bra. Really, no choice other than to lick and nibble on her nipples. Her twitches turn into confused whines and attempts to push you away, but with both arms and a resolve that week, there's no way you're budging. Besides, listen to her. She sounds like a bitch in heat. Panting and yelping, she wants it bad. You need to take responsibility and put her in her place.
You hush her whines and tell her that really, all she had to do was ask nicely. She just had to ask nicely regarding your toys and you could've had a lovely conversation regarding which kinds do what, what materials to watch out for, shops that sell reliable toys and gear, but she didn't. But it's okay, she's just curious, you know this. That's why you'll demonstrate instead. You open a small compartment near the bed and pull out two small silicone thimbles. "These, gorgeous, are nipple suckers. Great for raising sensitivity and adding an extra element of stimulation." You place the small bit of silicone on her nipple and squeeze. Her expression is to die for. Shivering like a leaf while her dick is rock hard against the leg you're pressing up between her legs. She nearly winces when you attach the second one. Looking down at her chest, she wears such a bewildered expression. Little girl doesn't get what's going on, poor thing! She must need some more help.
"This, beautiful, is a grinder. Looks just like a cute flower, doesn't it? This one vibrates, too!" You stick the white and purple orchid down your pants, lubricating it for her. Her eyes glisten just like the toy when you pull it out. This girl. Distracted from her distress by the simple implication that your fluids will touch her. Such a simple creature you trapped in your bed, hm? You gently press it against her cock, rubbing it up and down, a slow, entrancing motion. Whines turn into involuntary moans. Up and down, up and down, you repeat in her ear, finger playing with the nipple sucker attached to her breast. Her eyes slowly turning blank, as if forgetting what's going on. So cute. As the orchid reaches her head you press one, tiny button. Click.
Her yelps return, you made sleeping beauty wake up from her gentle, pleasurable trance. Attempting to squirm, but she's weaker than ever, no way she's escaping your firm restraint. Though, it's not as if she's strong enough to have done that in the first place. She's leaking like a half-on hose, translucent thick fluid pumping out her clit. Her face is so red it's almost glowing, tears streaming down her face, presumably from overstimulation. You hope fear. Her hips still wriggle just the tiniest bit, which is as much as it can under your restraint. She looks so stupid. So messy and unable to understand anything but pleasure.
Ah, there it is. Her balls begin to tense up, her dick swells up just the tiniest bit more. So of course, you turn it off. "Gorgeous," you begin. She looks at you, shocked, pleading. She was so close, why would you do that? Just a little more, her eyes and whines beg you, just a little more, please, please. She can't even recall how she was so scared earlier, so confused, at this point she wouldn't care anyway. She just needs to cum. "-you've been having a lot of fun, haven't you? I'm sure you've learned lots during our little exhibit. I've got something else to show you too, okay?" She doesn't respond, only whines. You slap her across her face and finally, silence fills the room. Not hers, of course. Her ringing ears keep her from moving, it's just enough time for you to get another toy on her without her fighting back. A sleek, pink dildo attached to her face. "This, precious, is a face strap on."
She's dazed, still. The extra weight on her face confuses her, and the feeling of her neck being tugged at doesn't help either. Up and down, quick motions. She's an extension of the dildo now, nothing more than an attachment to silicone. It's the toy she clenched so tightly just a little bit ago. Although it's difficult to see, she'd never forget that bright pink shade. She'll never forget this, too. The sight of your ass slowly descending onto her face, the second-hand sensation of being inside you. The sloppy wet sound and tangy scent consuming your senses. Visual, auditory, olfactory, tactile. Nearly every sense completely overwhelmed by you, nothing else. Which is why you wanna switch it up just the tiniest bit before really starting to ride her face.
"Darling, I have one last toy to show you." You swiftly pull the nipple suckers off and replace them with a pair of clunky clamps. The pitch of her yelp feels nearly impossibly high. "These are vibrating nipple clamps. You must understand I had to save these until your nipples were properly sensitive, yes?" You move your hips back and forth, forcing her head to nod. "Good girl." With one last click of a button, she begins to howl uncontrollably. The muted noise sounds unrefined, beastly. Not cute at all, which makes it the cutest ever. She gets it now. It never was her choice in the first place. She was doomed by the first time you "forgot" it there in the first place. Again, tears well up. She has no idea if it's due to the stimulation, the powerlessness, the overwhelming nature of the situation. She doesn't know a thing anymore. Her scalp hurts from you pulling on her hair, violently using her face for pleasure. Her nipples feel like they're sending electric shocks through her entire body. Worst of all, her dick hurts. It hurts so bad. If you could just touch it, even just graze it, just once, please. She knows she'd cum in an instant. You know she'll cum within the next five minutes anyway. You know you won't be done with her within the next two hours. She was easy enough to fall into your trap in a matter of days, after all. Dumb girls like her have learned lots today, haven't they? And clever women like you are just making sure she pays tuition properly<3
