Free Toying With Tara by Nell Henderson Page B

her. She was enjoying this man’s
attentions too much and she realised guiltily that she didn’t want
this to stop any time soon.
    The room was
only dimly lit and he didn’t seem to want to switch on any more
lights.
    “Isn’t it a
little dark in here,” she asked almost bumping into something.
    “Indeed it is -
a lot darker than you think, Miss Hurst,” he replied with a low
chuckle. “You know we sell the standard range of sex toys but what
you might not know is we also sell a range of bondage – bdsm
equipment as well,” he smiled. “I could show you,” he offered.
    Tara felt an
odd sort of tingle – the vibrator was one thing but bondage – well
that took things into a completely different realm.
    “I don’t know –
that’s not really what I want.”
    “Have you ever
tried it, Miss Hurst? Have you ever let a man tie you down and have
absolute sexual control over your body?” He asked watching her
nervously fiddle with that perfect blonde hair. “In expert hands
that delightful place you have between your thighs can be the
source of intense pleasure or the most exquisite pain,” he told her
with that sexy enticement back in his deep voice.
    That
delightful place – Tara felt funny little shivers snake their
way all through her sex.
    She gasped – no
she had never considered anything but straight sex but if he kept
this up she was likely to cum just listening to him. She could well
imagine him wanting this sort of kinky stuff though. Him in charge
- controlling her - controlling both her pleasure and her pain –
that sweet pain he’d talked about. Could she let him do that could
she really give him absolute control? If only Gareth wasn’t so
inept – so boring and selfish in the bedroom she’d never have been
in this predicament.
    “Come – I’ll
show you one or two things.” He took her hand and led her to a set
of shelves against one of the walls. “We not only stock the
standard stuff but like I said we have our elite range too - whips,
paddles and, of course crops. We have chains, cuffs and manacles
and a whole host of other stuff that can be used to inflict that
exquisite pain I told you about.” He spoke so enthusiastically. He
handled the objects with such sensuous pleasure as he described –
as delicately as he could – what each barbarous little object could
do.
    Tara shuddered.
Why – she wondered did the pain have to be inflicted down there –
between the legs .
    “None of this
seems suitable for a present,” she decided at length. “Perhaps we
should go back into the shop,” she suggested feeling hopelessly out
of her depth.
    “I wasn’t
thinking about the present for your … friend,” he grinned. “I was
thinking more about you - about your needs and what you might like
to try out.”
    “You think I
want a man to use something like this on me?” She asked
incredulously grabbing a crop and holding it aloft.
    “Yes I most
certainly do, Miss Hurst,” he replied in that irritating matter of
fact tone he could use. “I think you desire that very much, whether
you realise it or not. And a lot more besides and I think you know
that very well.”
    “Well you’re
wrong – I want to see the manager – I’m going to report you for
harassment!”
    “I am the
manager – so tell me – what is it you want,” he asked. “Do we leave
– I’ll wrap that for you,” he said nodding at the vibrator he
placed on the shelf. “Or do we stay in here a little longer? I will
happily demonstrate what bdsm is all about for you,” he offered
with a nod towards the shelf of diabolical treats.
    “And you will
dominate – you will be in charge?” Tara asked hesitantly. “But what
if I don’t like something you do – what if it hurts too much?”
    “To be totally
fulfilling it does have to hurt a little bit but then the orgasm
that follows is far more satisfying.
    Orgasm – oh
yes please , she shivered.
    “But this is
your first time – so I’ll go easy,” he agreed