The Pink Pill - 2/4
...in which a new woman shows some restraint.
The Pink Pill - Chapter 2
As she paused the game again, she leaned back, letting herself fall onto the couch, lounging, resting the controller on her stomach. She lifted her legs up in the air, the legs on her trousers sliding down, revealing her white, feminine legs. She admired her legs for a little while, getting more and more comfortable in her own body.
She stretched, raising her chest and stomach, carefully balancing the controller on it, before she grabbed it and put it back on the table. She looked at her wristwatch, which seemed rather big now on her slender arm. She had spent a few hours gaming, which explained her slight exhaustion and need for a break. She still felt slightly aroused and nervous, with the feeling residing mostly inside her chest. She decided to finally explore herself more deeply, have a bit of fun in the process - and why not make sure that she wouldn't get herself to climax too soon? Regardless how she would even get there.
She stood up, shook her feet to get the trousers back down before she left for her bedroom. She turned on the lights and saw her own reflection in the mirror, wagging back. It felt odd, that she was aroused, but did not feel so pent up and hard. She still felt some tension between her legs and she wondered if she was already wet from anticipation alone - and just how wet she would get... She opened the cupboard and opened the large drawer containing her toys. Her heart beat strong in her chest while she was looking through her toys. Pondering what she should use, she tried to relax and breathe slowly. It took her a little while to shake off most of the nervousness, which still lingered behind her. Her white hands reached into the drawer and pulled out a matching pair of black leather cuffs in two different sizes. She bent down and grabbed the spreader bar she hid beneath the drawer. Oh, this should get interesting. She already imagined herself, lying on the bed, her legs forcefully spread apart... She couldn't resist but to rub her thighs together slightly. She had already teased herself mentally all day, not allowing herself to climax even once to release some of the pressure. She was bursting with lust, which radiated from between her legs, her chest and deeper inside her. Her breath became slightly heavy. What else to pick? She reached into the box that contained all her plugs and dildos, choosing her favourite - a small, black silicone canine with a small, soft but hard to ignore knot. Of course, so far she had only used all her toys anally. She also grabbed a black, inflatable latex plug with an integrated vibrator. Now that she could, theoretically, use two toys at the same time, it seemed like a waste to not try it. Her eyes wandered across all of her toys, even the ones she rarely or never used. She picked up a bunch of rope and straps, not yet sure how much she'd need or what exactly she would do with it - but certain that she would try to keep herself from moving too much. She looked back into the drawer and grabbed the blindfold. Usually, this would be her favourite toy - especially if somebody else was dominating - or just helping, teasing - her, but she wasn't sure if she wouldn't like to see herself from her own view and potentially in the mirror, how she was helpless, struggling, exposed, having no choice but to watch... She shuddered in anticipation and put the blindfold back into the drawer. She picked up a pair of nipple suction cups - flexible, violet domes that she could put on the skin and short fur on her breasts, forming a tight seal and sucking on her nipples. She could wear them right now, while she was preparing everything - an idea that she really liked. She moved her arms beneath her shirt, grabbed her breasts, caressing them and for the first time, really feeling them, enjoying the sensation in her hands as well as in her breasts. Slowly, she inched her fingers closer and closer to her nipples, carefully and softly playing with them, making them harder and even more sensitive. She let out a restrained and quiet moan, forcing herself to listen to her voice, accepting it and seeing it as confirmation of her situation. She also used this feeling to tease herself, reminding herself of how much of a girl she was right now, using the moment to take off her shirt and look at herself as an additional, forceful confirmation. Slowly, she opened the bra and put it aside. The anticipation and arousal inside her rose even more and she was desperate to touch herself. She forced herself to pause, to take a few deep breaths before applying the suction cups. She felt the low pressure constantly pulling on her nipples. The cups protruded much further than she was used to, so she occasionally accidentally touched them, or even her breasts, as she searched for more things to add. She rubbed her thighs together again, feeling the fabric of her panties rubbing against her. She had enough, she quickly undressed completely, throwing the trousers and panties into one corner of the room. As she undressed, she felt that she must have been quite wet - a feeling that wasn't too unfamiliar to her, but this time it didn't seem to be restricted to a single point. As she moved she felt the air brush against her wet crotch. She bent over slightly and held herself up the wall to her left as she breathed heavily. She should hurry, otherwise she might just touch herself and ruin all the preparation, all the time being pent up, all the lust that she revelled in.
She grabbed the collar from the drawer and put it on. Right now, it wasn't standing in so much as a symbol for loss of power and dominance over her, but she had a plan to incorporate it. Plus, it nicely accented her white and black fur on her neck, so that was a bonus. Her hands searched for the small quick release she once bought. As she found it, she threw it on to the bed somewhere near the cuffs and ropes.
The slightly painful suction on her nipples had begun to fade and she could barely feel the effect of the cups any more. She carefully pushed them down against her breasts and readjusted them, feeling the low pressure gently biting at her again as she released her fingers from the cups. She was growing curious how much of an effect this would have later, felt almost tempted to take them off now and just enjoy her certainly even more sensitive, slightly swollen nipples.
She looked at the things she had prepared so far: the vibrating, inflatable plug, her favourite toy, the cuffs, ropes, quick release and spreader bar. She still had a few toys she could try to add. After all, when she was going through all the trouble of preparing for what would hopefully be a slightly longer session, why not add a few more things. She rarely did anything so complex, even didn't use her toys that often. She bit her lips and wet them with her tongue - there was still one toy she could add right now. She reached into the drawer and pulled out a slightly large black silicone gag. It was shaped like a penis and she knew from experience how much this could tease her - and right now, it seemed fitting. Fill her as much as possible, let her really feel where and how she could be penetrated, stuffed, teased... Her hands carefully adjusted the leather strap as she inserted it into her mouth. The smooth, round shape pressed down on her tongue as it slid deeper into her mouth - but it stopped just about at halfway, just before the depth really started to fill her and give her more pleasure. It stayed out of this sweet spot, no matter how much she tried to beg for it. A soft click signalled that she had locked the straps behind her head. She exhaled through her nose in frustration, briefly whimpering.
As she looked at the remaining toys, she formulated a plan on how to proceed. Quickly, she grabbed the lube from the drawer next to her bed and lubed up the black latex plug, feeling the very hard contours and noticing the smell of the latex as her left hand carefully spread the lube. She bent over the bed, kneeling with one leg on it, trying to relax. She felt her breasts dangling, saw the violet cups pointing downwards as she looked down. The tip felt cold and hard as she pressed the toy against her anus. "You should train more often..." she thought to herself as she slowly tried to relax. She could feel the hard, smooth, slick and slightly cool toy slightly sliding into her. "hhooochhh..." She let out a restrained and muffled moan, flattening her ears as she heard herself. "No need to be shy, let you hear yourself" she thought, trying to coax herself to showing less restraint. She gently forced the toy deeper, occasionally stopping and letting it slide back a bit. Right now, this didn't feel too great as she was still adjusting to the sensation and slowly adapting to the comparatively small size of the toy. It felt very familiar, pleasant, arousing even as the toy slid even deeper. She knew that it was still a good way before she would hit the thickest and hardest part - both in firmness as well as in challenge. She braced herself against the bed with her right forearm, bending over even more. The cups on her breasts gently touched the mattress and she inhaled harshly as she felt the tension and pressure around her sensitive nipples. Being reminded of her breasts and feeling them move also made her feel teased and aroused - and exposed. The toy slid deeper, filling her even more. This time, it felt somehow familiar but the excitement that was building wasn't quite the same as she knew. Still, it was demanding, seemingly unsatisfiable. She took a few deep breaths as she felt the toy starting to stretch her as she reached the thickest part. She took it slow, letting herself getting used to the toy, even sliding it back slightly again. She could just easily plunge it inside her right now, without much effort - but she definitely would regret it later when she had to remove it. It would be better for her to relax and stretch now, when she was bursting with arousal, than later when she might notice that she kind of overdid it and was more in a hurry to get out. Again. Or as so often. The toy seemed to slide easily and the slight uncomfortable sensation has long made way for waves of deep satisfaction and a desire for more, much more. Suddenly it slid in much deeper, as it reached its thinner resting point. She started a restrained, muffled moan but remembered her proposal to relax and accept it - ending in a much more confident, yet still forcefully muffled moan: "hffoouuUUUHchhh..." It was odd, hearing herself like this. A female voice, desperately aroused. Her breath was heavy and she paused for a few seconds before pushing the plug as far as it would go. She felt it sliding deep inside her. She was missing a tense and very strong stimulation, which seemed to have been replaced by a different, even just as arousing sensation she couldn't really pinpoint.
She wiped off the lube from her hand and reached for the pump ball dangling between her legs. One, slow pump and the plug seemed to grow much softer, gently filling her but still leaving her with a desire for more. Another deliberately slow pump and it grew noticeably bigger. After a third, she thought that she could feel the contours of a now much bigger plug inside her, filling and stretching her but still being rather soft and not as strongly noticeable whenever she tensed up. Still, it was not easily ignored. She pondered if she should go for more, but decided that she didn't want to risk overdoing it. The plug would be very secure with three pumps and she was certain that it would feel quite different once she laid down.
She got up, feeling the bulge pressing inside her as she moved. It felt mechanical, indirect, slightly unforgiving, and emotionless. This was why this wasn't quite her favourite toy. It was good to really fill her in certain respects, fun to combine with the vibration - but wasn't as fulfilling as a slightly softer, more defined shape. Or most cocks, for that matter - something she kind of missed. She quickly shook off her tangential thought. She kneeled down onto the bed, every movement reminding her of just how much of a good idea it was to stop at three pumps. "Hhnnchhff..." "Girl, be more careful with your choices. Especially with what you're up to now." She grabbed the quick release and tested it, made sure that it still didn't need much force to release and sat down. "HooooouuccHHH..." Sitting down pushes things deeper. She breathed deeply, forcing herself to not abuse the arousal that was building up inside her, bubbling, only waiting for the right sensations to explode... Instead, she grabbed the leather cuffs and threaded them through the two ends on her spreader bar. She measured some rope and adjustable straps, tested her idea with the quick release twice to make sure it was working. She pulled a piece of rope through the ring on her collar, leaving the two ends dangling. She wrapped two straps around the legs on the bottom end of her bed and left them next to her feet-cuffs. Another set was quickly wrapped around the other set of feet on the top end and connected to her quick release contraption. She checked that she had everything ready, grabbed her favourite toy and placed in front of her crotch. It stood there, teasingly, reminding herself of what she would soon do and experience. She could see, that she was definitely wet from all the arousal but still avoided touching herself. It was too much of a risk that she would just force herself to climax due to how pent up she was. Her slender, white feet slid into the open cuffs, the black leather providing a nice visual contrast to the white fur on her ankles. She closed them tight, her feet forcefully spread slightly due to the spreader bar in-between. She threaded the straps that she had prepared through the rings on her cuffs and tightened them, making sure that the loose end was pointing towards her feet so that she could easily grab it later. She pushed down on the pin on the spreader bar and pulled it apart. Second notch. Third. Fourth. Every notch forced her legs further and further apart. It was at the fifth notch that she started to feel the tension building up in her muscles and the sixth notch finally made it almost impossible to move, providing a constant pressure and force. She reached for the loose ends of the straps and pulled them tight again - now she couldn't even move her legs side to side or closer to herself. She grabbed the toy she had placed between her legs and put next to her side as she laid on her back. She wasn't sure how it would feel or if it would work at all, but she had plans to not give herself much time to play around once she got to that part. The big bulge inside her reminded her that lying down did indeed change how things felt. Her right hand searched for the remote control, grabbing the flimsy, hard plastic shell. Her thumb rested on the dial and she slowly turned it on. The first third of the movement didn't do anything. Suddenly, during the second third the vibrator kicked in and emitted a low, strong buzzing hum. She felt it vibrating in her rear. It was a strong, pulsating vibration that only got stronger the further she moved her thumb along the dial. The sensation got weaker as the pulsating feeling was replaced by more of a constant, quick vibration before the dial maxed out. Carefully, she adjusted it back down to where the vibration was more noticeable pulsating. She laid there, enjoying the feeling for a brief moment before throwing away the remote. It slid along the sheets and stopped somewhere around her legs, soon to be out of reach.
She took the other set of cuffs and strapped it tightly across her right wrist before removing the wristwatch from her left wrist, placing it somewhere next to her and then applying the other cuff. She noticed her own breasts sometimes getting in the way of her movement, as she touched them with her arms. By now, this wasn't as teasing or deeply arousing as initially, but instead she just felt kind of glad and accepted them as part of herself. She took the loose ends of the rope that was still threaded through the ring on her collar with her left hand while her right hand searched for the loop of rope she had on the release of the quick release. Carefully, trying not to apply much tension, she knotted them. She tried to sit up and felt the tension on the quick release growing before she would have moved too far. "That should work" she thought to herself as she laid back down, easing up the tension on the quick release. She connected two loose straps to her cuffs and put the loose ends into her hands. This way, she could pull them tight with each hand. She did so with the left hand, pulling it up until it was roughly at the height of her shoulders. She felt the strap pulling on the cuff around her wrist. Should she want to relax, she would have to move her elbow and then stretch uncomfortably. She pulled slightly on the right hand, making sure that the strap would fasten if she pulled further. She pinched the loose end between her palm, ring finger and little finger, grabbing the soft silicone toy next to her with the remaining three fingers, orienting it so that the tip pointed towards her. Her breath was heavy in anticipation. She hovered her hand above her wet crotch, deliberately slowly moving the toy closer and closer towards her lips. Touchdown. She felt the tip pressing against her, triggering an immediate explosion of arousal. She pushed her hips down into the bed, forcing herself not to rub against the toy. Out of reach again. Her hand slowly accelerated, pushing the tip between her lips again, spreading her and filling her for the first time. She felt it slide deeper, demanding to be pushed a certain way. She adjusted her angle on the toy and relentlessly continued pushing it deeper, sliding it into her wet, demanding pussy. A quiet, restrained moan escaped her as she felt the small knot pressing against her "Ochh!" She could feel the shaft, pointed tip inside her, softly pressing against her. She stopped for a brief moment before rubbing the knot against her slightly spread lips. It was a soft material, quickly warming up to her body heat, making it almost feel realistic - at least when compared to how she knew it when used ...elsewhere. She tensed up from all the arousal, gripping both toys inside her, being reminded of their presence. The knot slid deeper and she felt the pressure it brought with it. It was noticeably thicker than the thin shaft, probably comparable to a rather large, but not obsessive, dildo or toy. It slid inside her, the thinner shaft that followed did not seem to be pulled in as much as she expected - but she definitely felt herself somehow tightening around the knot. "Knotted." She thought, as she pulled gently on the toy. It required a bit of force before it started moving again. She pushed it back inside her, feeling the tip slide deep inside. The entire toy filled her unexpectedly and as long as she didn't pull on it too much, it really seemed to be stuck inside her. She pressed her palm against the backside of the toy and rubbed her wet skin. "HHOOUHhhhccchhh..." She pulled on her restraints as she felt the strong excitement quickly growing stronger and stronger, amplifying every sensation. She carefully slid over her lips upwards, feeling the sensation growing stronger and stronger until she suddenly felt a very familiar, almost overwhelming sensation. She tensed up, tightening around the toys inside her, sucking on the fake and teasing dick in her mouth, pressing herself against her favourite toy. She quickly grabbed hold of the strap in her hand and pulled it tight, pulling her hand safely out of reach. She squirmed in agonising arousal. "Chhuchh..." With such a filthy mouth, she definitely deserved to be gagged. She pulled on her restraints. The vibration inside her continued relentlessly. She mentally inspected every single sensation, every tense muscle, everything she felt. A mixture of a whimper and a high pitched moan echoed through her room. Her heart beat nervously inside her chest, her feet were spread apart and fixated tightly, exposing her even more. She felt the suction on her nipples, the way her breasts moved whenever she rocked and pulled on her cuffs. The big toy in her butt was hard to ignore. It wasn't really providing much of the hoped sensation of being filled, but she definitely felt the presence of the toy. Her pussy was an entirely different chapter. She felt so many different sensations that she did not expect. She felt the toy moving slightly inside her, but still not providing enough truly stimulating pleasure. It certainly would keep her aroused and focussed on these parts, but with only a static canine penis shape stuck inside her, she had doubts that that alone could get her off. She squirmed, pulled on her restraints and felt the waves of different sensations rushing through her body. She wanted more, so badly - but she didn't allow it yet. It didn't seem like she had hit her peak of arousal and desperation. She continued to focus on her inner feelings, on how much the spreader bar exposed her, on her favourite toy knotted inside her... She gave up. She lifted her upper body, putting more and more tension on the quick release until it finally snapped open. Her arms sprung down towards her feet, now that the ropes no longer held them back when she pulled on them. The sound of the second set of straps tightening just as her hands passed her chest was an almost comedic "twang". Her hands stopped as quickly as they had started moving. She squirmed, cursed herself "Bitch. You clever, fucking bitch.". She fell back down in frustration, throwing herself back multiple times into the mattress in agony. Everything went according to her plans, they just didn't factor in just how desperate she'd become - or rather: they did expect exactly that.