Playing with Toys WITHOUT His Permission

BaileyJDickens
7 min readJun 29, 2023

He came home unexpectedly during a prolonged, period of separation. Her toy-play was enough to make this Alpha-Lion roar.

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“Darling, what are you doing here?” Bella asked, startled to find Mitch sitting in the chair of their bedroom. THEIR bedroom. While they didn’t share the house, he paid his share of expenses and kept parameters about how much she could work. He wanted her to be available should he require her company without fanfare. He, on the other hand, maintained a torturously busy schedule and home across the city. There were weeks, like now, when he had little time to spend with her. His sudden appearance was unexpected. His mood, dark.

“I WAS feeling guilty for leaving you on your own so much lately.” He rose from the chair and walked to her bedside table. “Imagine the flood of relief I felt when I saw that you have been able to,” he picked up a small vibrator charging in the USB port, “find my company completely unnecessary.” He placed the small clit sucker in his pocket. “You seem to have been able to replace ALL of my – delightful talents. Mores the pity wouldn’t you say?” Mitch didn’t take his eyes off her. Instead, he walked to the chest at the end of the bed and flipped open the lid.

“Sir, please –“ He held up his hand to silence her.

Shaking his head, he removed a long length cord. “I have certainly neglected you, haven’t I? Let’s start with getting you out of those clothes.” Before she could move, he produced a knife from his pocket and sliced the shoulders of the dress was wearing from her torso. It fell in a puddle to the floor. Shocked by his sudden movement, she didn’t move as he made quick work of her bra and panties. “Give me your wrists my beautiful and – it would seem my impatiently horny slut.”

Excited by the prospect of an evening of deliciously raunchy fucking, Bella eagerly held out her wrists as he tied a length of cord to each. Without a word of warning or even a customary lick, kiss or suck, Mitch clamped on a pair of nipple clamps. She did not like his choice tonight. They were the tightest and offered no release from their constant torture.

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