Andy's Ringer Cock - 2 - Sex Stories

Andy's Ringer Cock - 2

... had always wanted one and fantasized of fucking in one. Now it was a reality. Some nights Andy was busy in the basement while she cooked supper or soaked. Jacki wasn’t too sure of what was happening down there but if he wanted to her Master would tell her. When there was a group gathering they displayed their body ornaments with pride. Heather would complement them on chosing her husband to do the piercing. She would always whisper to Andy that she wanted to spend a time just laying her face against his cock. Andy filed that away in his “To do” list. Andy would attach a long silver chain on Jacki from one nipple to the other. He also attached longer silver chains to the rings on her pussy so that as she walked and the cables hit her legs they sent vibrations back to the rings and into her cunt. These chains were long enough to be passed around her thighs and reclipped, keeping the labia open so when she sat with her legs apart everyone could see her open vagina. Jacki was thrilled with the exhibition and proud of her Master’s ingenuity. She had only to look at Master’s pego to see she pleased him greatly. There were times the couple would go to the cinema or to a restaurant. Andy would insist on her wearing a long thin dress – neck to ankle , no underwear – with all her jewellery on. No-one, except Andy, knew underneath she had chains connecting tit-rings and others connecting pussy-rings. On one occasion at the movie theatre he insisted she insert a small vibrating dildo ...

... just before they sat down. She was sure the patron next to her had heard to low buzzing. Luckily after an hour the batteries ran out – a pity as she was nearing orgasm. Whenever they got back home from one of these she couldn’t wait to get to the bedroom. “May I, Master?” she would asked him. Andy would at first make a scowl – how dare his slave ask a question – but it was a pretense as he quickly broke the tension with a smile and would answer – “Yes, you may.” He knew that she loved her adornments so much and his office was to keep her happy. Jacki loved to stand in front of their full-length mirror, stark naked in all her finery, legs apart, her hands slightly away from her hips. She would wiggle her arse, making the chains to swing left and right like the tassels of a Roaring 20’s Charlston dancer’s dress. “ Oh Master, thank you. I love doing that . I hope it pleases you.” Andy saw how much it excited her. Her eyes would be ablaze, her mouth would open in the wider grin. Tears would emerge and trickle down her powdered face. He was sure she had orgasmed some times. Andy had told his sub/wife that she was to save herself for whatever he desired but that didn’t deprive her too much. Often when they lay in bed, entwined in a mass of flesh, they would tell each other ideas or thoughts that had crossed their minds during the day. Some were funny, some had even come true, some had been rejected – like Jacki wanting “slave, property of Master @” tattooed on her arse. If that’s what ...