by Jayne Rylon
“Ditto, wildcat.” They burst through the curtain to Downstairs perfectly in synch.
All around them, sensuality abounded. Couples clung on furniture of all varieties. They clustered around pairs actively engaged in intercourse of all shapes and sizes. Plenty of men or women treated their counterparts to oral pleasure as they observed others or were the focus of attention.
Ryder didn’t hesitate. He led her toward the back of the room, past a row of doorways. They were marked with various fantasies. The Toy Chest. Peeping Toms, Vanilla, The Grotto, Costumes ‘R Us, and Ties That Bind
Each had a vacant or occupied light illuminated on the front. They went on for as far as she could see until the portals turned a corner. She didn’t doubt as many or more lurked around the bend.
Naked waitresses and equally buff waiters served the clientele when they needed refreshments. All around her the sounds of sex reverberated.
Imagining herself in place of the woman draped over a sofa while her partner devoured her caused her to stumble. Ryder had her wrapped in his arms in no time. Instead of letting her go, he lifted her and carried her effortlessly across the room.
A dark spiral staircase made of something that looked like ebony caught her eye…and her imagination.
“You’ve gotten a glimpse at what you can expect Downstairs.” Ryder cupped her sex as he spoke, distracting her with the promise of what he’d show her next. “But the Basement is a whole new level of fun.”
More than this?
She craved knowing what that might be like but couldn’t imagine something better.
“You can have multiple partners. I have friends. I’d give you that.” He whispered to her between nibbles on her ears and neck. “Or bondage. Have you ever wanted to be tied up, Linley?”
Her knees wobbled but he steadied her, impaling her on several of his fingers at once. “Maybe. But… Didn’t we pass a room for that here?”
“Yes. Ties That Bind is a lighter version of the cuffs, shackles, spreader bars, and bondage equipment you’ll find in the Basement.” Ryder smiled. “I like it all. If you want to test-drive the place first, I’m fine with that. I know you’ll be back for more.”
“Like what?” Linley could hardly breathe past the anticipation strangling her.
“There are rooms for all sorts of fetishes.” He promised her the world and everything below it. “I’ll take you wherever you’d like to go. What’s between us won’t change. This heat. Damn it, I like you Linley. Tell me what will make you happy.”
She blinked back unexpected tears at his generosity and his ferocity. The same washed over her. Intending to please him in return, she considered.
“Pick quickly. I can’t wait much longer.” He growled. “Do you want me to play with you here? Or should I take you to the Basement?”
If Linley picked Play Downstairs click here or search for 3C - Play Downstairs.
If Linley picked The Basement click here or search for 3D - Take Me To The Basement.
4C - Toy Chest With Chase
“The Toy Chest is open,” Linley whispered. A shiver ran through her.
“Hell, yes.” The pressure of his fingers on her cheek tipped her face toward him. Chase stole a deep kiss. He ended the sweet yet dirty meeting of their mouths prematurely. “Come on, before someone beats us to it.”
They practically hurdled the couch in their haste to abscond to the fantasy chamber. When they drew up short in front of the elaborately carved hardwood, Chase paused with his hand on the knob.
“No second guessing here.” She answered before he could ask. “Let’s do this. Show me what’s behind that door.”
“You got it.” He laughed at her eagerness. Not in a mean way, but with an indulgent partner-in-crime sort of flavor.
They held hands as he pushed the panel open and drew her inside, closing them in darkness together. When he slid the dimmer up gradually, she gasped.
The room was the stuff of erotic daydreams. Burnished silver accents offset the deep purple of the walls. A gorgeous oval mirror reflected her stunned expression and Chase’s undivided focus on her reaction.
He smiled as she discovered the nuances of the chamber.
Armoires and dressers lined each available space on the perimeter other than an extra-wide armchair. A low, tufted bench stretched across the foot of an enormous four-poster bed, complete with a draped, silk canopy.
Silver and purple sheets were perfectly made and a whole host of pillows called to her, inviting her to crash into their fluffiness. Naked. With this amazing, sexy, sophisticated guy who seemed to be as enthralled by her as she was with him.
What more could she want?
Oh, right. Toys.
An enormous smile spread across her face.
“I love that look. Angelic and devilish all at once.” Chase bent to kiss her grin. He started off slow and gentle, but before she knew it, he had her balanced in his arms. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, allowing her to feel every inch of him against her mound and belly. The habitual sway of her torso rubbed her breasts on his chest.
Just when she might have said the hell with it all and begged him to make love to her—the plain vanilla variety—he set her on the cool polished surface of one of the armoires. She yelped then squirmed. He ensured she didn’t tumble off with a sure grip on her waist.
“Stop distracting me, love.” He brushed his thumb over her swollen mouth. “Let me show you the possibilities before you dissolve my concentration.”
“I wasn’t complaining,” she reminded him.
“True. But when you leave here tonight, I want you to have everything you came for.” His eyes went soft, and she wished she could hug him.
“I’ve already found more than I expected,” she promised.
“But what about all you wished?” He refused to fall short. “That’s the least I’ll permit.”
Linley ducked her head, using the cascade of her hair to camouflage the mist that caused a sheen over her eyes. How could she have gotten so lucky?
If Chase wasn’t fooled, he remained a gentleman, giving her time to recover by angling away and busying himself with intricate latches on the set of dressers beside her. He flipped up lids, opened cabinets, and drew out drawers to reveal their contents.
To call the collection in the Toy Chest extensive wouldn’t have done it justice. Some of the items were complete mysteries to her. She blinked. Several times.
“What’re you thinking, love?” He prodded gently.
“I guess I’m a lot more naive than I thought.” A blush stole over her cheeks. “I was imagining vibrators and maybe some handcuffs.”
“There are plenty of those in here.” He crossed to the largest of all the storage units and parted the doors on the front. Row after row of naughty paraphernalia in sealed, original packaging had her shifting on her fancy perch.
Vibrators, dildos, remote controlled clitoral stimulators—all the basics in every permutation were available for trial.
“The best part of this room is that is comes with souvenirs. You can pick three things. Anything we use is yours to keep, of course.” Chase wiggled his eyebrows as he selected an enormous dildo in sparkly blue gel. The monster had more in common with his forearm than the generous yet realistic proportions of his natural equipment.
A laugh tumbled from Linley. She adored his ability to erase her awkwardness and trepidation. “Something tells me that’s not on the recommended agenda for beginners like me.”
“Love, I’m not sure a hundred years of practice could work you up to that thing.” He tossed it back into place.
“Would you mind if we stuck to the stuff in the middle there?” She prayed he wouldn’t be disappointed when she pointed to the tamer toys.
“What’s that sour face for?” He crossed to her, standing between her legs while he surveyed the concern in her eyes.
“Am I boring to a guy like you?” She canted her head. “How can tonight be as exciting for you as it is for
me when I’m hardly out of training wheels when it comes to sex?”
“Linley, corrupting you might be the most fun I’ve had in my entire life.” His wicked grin reappeared. “Stop worrying. Don’t think. Rely on your gut. Pick three items from that chest, right now.”
“What will you do then?” She nibbled her cheek as she tested her ability to rile him. Surprisingly, it seemed to be true. She could affect him.
Chase dropped his head back. A groan burst from his throat.
“I’m going to demonstrate their effective use on your hot little body. Don’t expect me to go easy on you since you’re teasing me like a pro. You can ask me any questions you have, love.” He surrounded her with his arms, drawing her to his chest and kissing her shoulder lightly beside the strap of her expensive French bra. “I want you to make an informed decision.”
Linley shivered. Chase eased her from the armoire and set her on the floor near the beginner chest she’d indicated. She ran her fingers over several packages. Her first choice was a no-brainer. She’d always wanted to try this. After all, she’d heard women rave about using them on TV and in movies for years.
“These seem interesting. Which one do you recommend?” She appraised the selection of rabbit vibrators.
Chase hummed. “Very good taste. I mean you did pick me so we already knew that, but you’re confirming my suspicions.”
She elbowed him lightly in the ribs.
“Okay.” He laughed. “Sorry. So when it comes to rabbits, there are a few standard features. Mostly they’re your run-of-the-mill vibrator with some serious upgrades integrated into the design.”
Linley leaned in for a closer view as he pointed to one in particular.
The pink shaft had a translucent section. A bulge in the shaft was filled with tiny marbles.
“When you turn it on, that part rotates. It’ll tease you inside with the shifting motion of the plastic pearls, right on your G-Spot. Plus, the swirling shaft will simulate intercourse since you’ll probably trap it deep within you to maximize the contact of the actual rabbit with your clit.” He pointed to a protrusion from the base of the tool.
She hadn’t realized the silly character actually served a purpose. Well, that made a lot more sense and relieved her guilt over getting nasty with something so cute.
“I hear the magic is all in the ears. They’re light and fluttery enough to feel like a tongue when they get slick,” Chase murmured in her ear.
“All right. Yes. That.” She could hardly catch her breath. “Unless I’m stealing some of your fun.”
Another blush heated her cheeks. This had to be a record for a single evening.
“Watching you unravel will be plenty reward. Plus, I’m man enough to admit you can take a hell of a lot more in one night than I can give you. Unless I start popping some recreational Viagra.” He didn’t have to elaborate for her to be sure cheating wasn’t his style.
“If you’re sure…” She glanced at him over her shoulder, meeting his smoldering stare.
“Love, does it seem like I disapprove?” He pressed his pelvis tighter to her lower back. Mistaking his excitement would have been impossible.
“You’ve been so kind to me tonight.” She couldn’t wait to kiss him again. “You pick one, please?”
“I’m a nice guy, but who could turn down an offer like that?” He looked like a kid in a candy shop. It didn’t take more than a few seconds before he plucked a thin device from the chest.
It wasn’t longer than her thumb and probably just about as thick. Stacked beads decreased in dimension along its length.
Linley tried to disguise her disappointment. After the rabbit, this toy would be insubstantial. It didn’t seem to move or anything either, though it had a U-shaped hook at one end that looked like it would prevent it from slipping completely inside her.
“It’s not what you think, love.” Chase laughed softly. So much for her poker face. He saw right through it—through her anxiety to her anticipation. “It’s for your ass. Has anyone ever played with it?”
“Oh.” She blinked. “No.”
“We’ll fix that then. You’ll come so hard around me with this inside you. Just wait. So, what’s your last pick for tonight?”
She considered chickening out. What was the point of that after she’d come so far?
“These.” She slipped a finger beneath the silver chain connecting two metallic clothespins. At least that’s what they resembled to her. “They are what I think, right?”
He chuckled. “Yes, love.”
His tone had her confused when he plucked then from her and returned them to their place.
“You don’t—”
He silenced her with a finger over her lips. “Nothing to do with me. Those are too harsh for you to start with.”
Relief swamped her when he nominated a similar toy, both because he had her best interests at heart and because his triumphant smile proclaimed exactly how delighted he was with her selections.
“Your nipples will thank me,” he promised. With that prophecy, he scooped her and their accoutrements into his arms before dashing to the bed. Despite his haste, he lowered her gently to the plush surface, then climbed on beside her, toying with the edge of her underwear. “Are you tired of these yet?”
“Amen.”
Chase pounced on her with the reflexes of a hungry predator. He whisked the lace from her lower body without any assistance from her. Her bra followed close behind.
Then he rocked back and knelt, sitting on his haunches while he observed her as if committing every curve of her body to long-term memory.
“You’re even more lovely than I imagined.” As if he didn’t quite believe she was really there, he trailed a finger over her arm, then her collarbone, then her breast.
He plumped her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers until each turned a bold raspberry hue and grew tight.
The zings he sent to her pussy were like live wires making her dance beneath his intense caresses. The instant reaction of her body to his direction made her feel like an impish marionette. Glad to follow his lead, she reclined, granting him full access to do as he pleased.
Her eyelids must have drifted closed because she didn’t see the lightweight nipple clamps in his hands.
But she felt their pleasant pressure when he applied them to the hard tips he’d created with his skillful handling. The cool metal enhanced the bulk of the nubs clasped in their adjustable hold.
“How do you feel?” Chase toyed with the shiny chain draped between her breasts, across the bottom of her rib cage.
A moan supplied all the answer he needed.
“They’re not numb, right?” He instructed her on the use of the clamps. “For now we only want them snug, no tingles… Well, maybe just a few of the pleasurable kind.”
“Check.” She’d been reduced to one word sentences.
“Good girl.” He sank over her, capturing her mouth in a fierce kiss that belied his gentle tutelage. The slab of his chest mashed the clamps enough to make her aware of them all over again. For a long time they were content to play, relishing the taste of each other. Licks, nips and moans were exchanged along with roaming caresses.
All too soon, Linley grew restless.
Chase noticed her escalating moans. “You’re ready to try something else?”
“More.” She craved additional sensation. Something to appease the demands of her body.
“No problem.” He pressed a final kiss to her lips then meandered down her torso, testing the fit and impact of her unconventional jewelry. Approving, he continued.
When his face was level with her pussy, he grabbed the vibrator near her hip. He shredded the packaging and freed the poor critter who’d been trapped inside.
The bed dipped as Chase departed the cozy nest. She whimpered and reached for him before thinking better of the display of weakness.
“Coming right back, love.” He rummaged in a drawer marked Supplies. “I need a few essentials. Like
condoms. And lube.”
“Are you nuts?” The question popped out. “I’m wet enough to drown that poor bunny.”
He laughed. “The lubrication was for your ass, love. Trust me. You don’t want to attempt that dry. Especially not your first time. Let’s make it good so you want to do it again and again.
The man had a point. She shivered as he returned to her side.
“So tense.” He petted her belly.
“Don’t tell me to relax when you’re about to put something up there.” She grimaced, half-worried and half-excited.
He laughed the bright sound she was coming to adore. “It really does help the process along. But this is a beginner device. It’s not going to be a big production. I promise.”
Oddly, she trusted him one-hundred percent.
“That’s better,” he cooed. “This should help some too.”
Before she could raise her head to spy on his intent, the squishy, blunt tip of the vibrator pressed on her pussy’s entrance. A moderate buzz followed a moment later.
“Oh!” The immediate responsive clench of her entire body didn’t seem to further his agenda. But after a minute, she sank into the experience. Her body sighed and accepted the toy’s shaft, which he fed her inch by inch.
“There you go.” He massaged her thighs and belly as he introduced the full length.
Moans slipped from her lips until the juncture of the vibrator and the clit stimulator nestled into place.
Then she shouted.
Her pussy hugged the intrusion as the external spurring served its purpose.
“Doing great, love.” Chase grounded her through each exponential upgrade in rapture. “Now, let’s see about my selection, shall we?”
“Ugh.” Anything more substantial wouldn’t coalesce in her mind.
Chase dropped soft kisses on her stomach, distracting her as he ripped open the anal toy and coated it with slick gel.
No amount of gentling would do the trick when he made first contact between the cool substance and the blaze of her skin.
