Page 84 of Foreplay on Words

“I’m sure I can manage,” he said dryly.

Motioning to follow him, he led us to a tall chest of drawers with various-sized drawers.

“Let’s start small and work our way up.” He pulled a little silver capsule out of a top drawer and held it up. “This is a bullet. It is featured in hundreds of different toys. It can be used in wearables, lipstick vibes, clitoral stimulators, insertables...the list goes on. It creates a strong, consistent vibration.”

He pulled out a relatively short, thin vibrator. “This is a lipstick vibe. It’s compact, can be inserted or used for clitoral stimulation, anal play.”

He put it back and grabbed a large phallic object. “This is a traditional dildo. I think this one is self-explanatory. They come in glass, silicone, metal, plastic...” He pulled out a vibrator that looked like a real penis, showed it to us, and laid it back down.

“This is Talia’s personal favorite.” He pulled out a large vibrator with a piece of silicone protruding out the side.

Was that shaped like a bunny?

“This is a rabbit. It has an adjustable speed setting for both the bunny and the shaft. The base of the rabbit has a bullet vibe inside of it. Designed to stimulate the clitoris while the shaft is used for traditional penetration.”

He pressed a button, and the shaft started to rotate slowly. “This one has a rotate function too.”

“That looks fun!” Chase said in an excited voice.

Holy fuck. The thought of using that on her about made me embarrass myself like a barely pubescent teen.

“Don’t worry. Tal has a nice not so little bag of toys for the two of you to explore as homework tonight,” he told her.

Who would have thought we’d get a swag bag while we were researching a Dominatrix?

“There are also electric stimulation devices, but I don’t think you’re looking for those.”

When neither of us spoke up, Emory clapped and rubbed his palms together.

“Next, we move on to anal play.”

My eyes widened. Obviously, I’d heard about it being done, but I had never done it, and I wasn’t sure I wanted it done to me either.

“There are your standard plugs. They can be plastic or silicone. Made in various sizes to help stretch the user gradually. These can also have vibration features.”

He pulled out a long L-shaped device that looked like what Grace had used on Stephen. “This is used for pegging. There are a few different kinds. We’ve got strap-on dildos and strap-on vibrators. This one is designed to be hands-free. It takes a bit of practice because the woman needs to be able to keep it inside using her Kegel muscles while penetrating the man.”

“There are also finger extension pieces that can be used for penetration, with or without vibration.”

Pegging sounded intimidating, making my asshole clench simply thinking about it.

“I think we’ve got one more thing that is probably relevant to your story,” he said as he pulled a small ring from one of the drawers. “The cock ring.”

“This can be used to delay climaxing and increase erection firmness. There are adjustable ones, silicone rings, metal rings worn at the head or base, textured cock cages like we saw before...” I shuddered at the memory.

“Some are worn at the base of the shaft; others go around the balls and teardrop ones that massage the perineum. They can also be used for partner stimulation if they have a bullet vibrator attached.”

“Do you two have any questions?” he asked as he packed the items back in their homes and closed the drawers.

I wasn’t even sure where to start.

“What about nipple clamps?” She had to go there. That woman sure liked to pinch my nipples.

“We can talk about sensory stimulation items. There are a few that are fairly tame.” He reached into a drawer and pulled out a little metal tool with a long handle and a wheel with spikes attached to the top. “This is a Wartenberg wheel. It’s used to test nerve endings in the medical field and can also be used to stimulate nerve endings under the skin during play.”

“Evan, give me your hand.” I held it out, and he turned my hand over, gently running the device over the soft skin on my wrist. It sent a tingling sensation up my arm and the back of my neck. He pressed a little harder, and it hurt slightly, but the feeling was amplified.

“It feels even more amazing with a blindfold on,” she whispered as her hand slipped under the back of my shirt and her fingernails dragged across the bare skin of my lower back.

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