Monday, August 25, 2008

Weight

Sitting on the sofa next to me, she sipped her tea thoughtfully. "So what's this toy you brought, then?"

I put my cup down. "Close your eyes and stick your hand out."

She waited like this, obligingly, while I rummaged in my bag. I pulled out the heavy steel buttplug, pausing for a moment to admire the heft of the thick, tapered head, and the elegance of the narrow tail, flaring out into a circle, designed for ease of grasping.

I dropped it into her outstretched palm, and she smiled at the pleasant shock of the cool mass of metal.

"Open your eyes."

Blinking, she weighed it in her palm. "It's beautiful."

I nodded. "Shall we move to the bedroom?"

3 comments:

Charlotte said...

This is delightful and so very naughty.

xx

Carnalis said...

i felt that wait, and the weight, deep within me.

messalina said...

yum. i have one like yours, just, heavier....