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House Pets
(Faye Valentine)

Walking back into her best friend turned lover's bedroom, Melissa closed the door and then sat the large bottle of lube on the dresser. "Before we go any further I need to know you're really okay with this new and if I do say so myself, amazing new aspect of our relationship and that you're not just doing this because it's what you think I want."

The bet we made was for me to fuck you with my biggest dildo to orgasm and while I eventually did that I asked you to do a sixty-nine. I willingly ate your, if I do say so myself, amazingly sweet pussy and would've kept right on going had you nor shoved your entire hand in me."

"Um, yeah, sorry about that. I just saw you gaping open and couldn't help myself."

"Don't apologize. It was fucking amazing and I can't wait for you to do it again. The point I'm trying to make is, yes, I am absolutely okay with what we did and sincerely want to continue exploring our sexuality together in whatever form that might take."

"God I love you! Um, I should warn you that fisting is about the mildest of the perversions constantly running through my head and if you're truly willing to experiment I'd like to introduce you to some of the things I get off to."

"Such as?"

"Name it. Honestly, I have yet to find something I don't like."

"Um, okay. I'm willing to experiment but if I don't like something you do then I don't want it getting in the way of our friendship."

"Deal. Now, we can stay in here and use whatever toys you have at your disposal, or we can go to my room and I can show you my secret stash."

"I have eighteen dildos, eleven butt plugs and a few other toys."

"Oh honey..." leaving her comment hanging, Melissa turned and walked back out of her best friend's bedroom for her own.

Following behind, Allison joined Melissa in her bedroom. Melissa closed and locked the door behind them. She then motioned to the double doors of her walk-in closet. "Have a look."

"In your closet?"

"Just take a look."

"Um, okay." Pulling the doors open expecting to see clothes, Allison was taken aback by the enormous amount of toys lining shelves, hanging on hooks and filling plastic bins covering the majority of the side and back walls that made her collection seem paltry in comparison. Dildos and butt plugs as thin as a finger to an actual replica of a hand. Strings of anal beads as small as a marble to one set that looked like eight silicone tennis balls connected together. Canes. Floggers. Paddles made of leather, rubber and wood. Ball gags. Penis gags. Nipple clamps. Coils of red and black rope. Leather and metal cuffs. "Jesus Christ, Melissa! Where are your clothes?"

"In the smaller closet. So, you ready to have some more fun?"

"God yes. But I don't know about some of these things. Like this," Allison said, plucking a cane from a hook and swooshing it through the air. "I'm not big on pain."

"Nor am I. Which is what makes discipline effective. I need to ask, are you more interested in dominating or submitting?"

"Honestly, I never gave it any thought. But I have a feeling you have."

"I have and I'm absolutely submissive. Do you want to dominate me, Allison?"

"I wouldn't even know where to begin."