PliableInhibitions

by Zenobia Renquist

  “Oh hey, Lucas, do want to have some of our friends over for a barbecue this weekend? Nothing fancy since three days isn’t much advance notice. Just some food and adult conversation. You haven’t fired up the grill in a while.”

  “That I haven’t. Sure. I’ll get the word out. You get the food.”

  “Will do.”

  Lucas appeared to be in a good mood. Usually doing the dishes made him grumble. Maybe something good had happened at work or he liked the idea of a barbecue more than he let on.

  His good mood was infectious. As she folded the laundry, she contemplated playing along with him one time. Lucas hated being wrong. Better to let him think he’d won than put up with his pouting.

  The next time he said the phrase she would be the perfect hypnotee, let him crow about it and then take the coin for a refund once he lost interest in it. If that meant going to Yolanda’s wedding alone, Emily didn’t mind. She’d known Lucas wouldn’t go.

  The once-a-day blowjobs didn’t bother her either. Lucas was right. The kids were out of the house for the entire summer—a feat she was still amazed they had accomplished. Why shouldn’t they take advantage of that fact with some much-needed grown-up time? There was nothing in their bargain that said Lucas couldn’t go down on her while she was blowing him.

  An aroused shiver tickled up her spine. How long had it been since she and Lucas had really indulged in one another? Sex nowadays usually meant a quiet quickie once the kids were asleep. It was as utilitarian and routine as making coffee in the morning. Sex shouldn’t be that way and Emily couldn’t remember when it had become that. Maybe that stupid coin was a good purchase after all. If it got their sex life back on track, she was all for it.

  * * * * *

  What Actually Happened…

  Lucas looped the chain attached to the coin around his neck. “Let’s take it for a test drive.”

  “Whatever. Prepare to be disappointed.”

  “Snip-snip out.” Lucas watched her with an expectant expression.

  Emily let out a small sigh as her shoulders drooped.

  “Em?” Lucas waved his hand in front of her face. “Hello?” He poked her nose. “I’m not touching you.”

  She blinked at him but didn’t say anything. She wanted to. She hated when people touched her face. It didn’t matter if it was Lucas. She tried to touch her face as little as possible and didn’t want others touching it at all.

  “Em, I’ve got my finger on your face.” He pushed at her nose. “You hate when I do this. Why aren’t you saying anything?”

  She continued staring at him, allowing him to continue because she couldn’t make him stop.

  “Say something.”

  “Something,” she said without a hint of humor.

  “Funny. Like that joke isn’t older than both of us.” He frowned at little before taking his finger from her nose. “Em? Emily?” Disbelief entered his eyes. “It can’t. Em, say I want to enjoy lots of sex.”

  Her voice was deadpan when she said, “I want to enjoy lots of sex.”

  “Say oh baby. Yeah. Do it like that, daddy. Harder.”

  “Oh baby. Yeah. Do it like that, daddy. Harder.”

  “Holy shit. This thing actually works.” Lucas stared at the coin and then at Emily. “No fucking way.” He wiggled his eyebrows and a sly grin split his lips. “Em, squeeze your tits.”

  Emily grasped her breasts, squeezed them and then lowered her hands back to her sides.

  “Not like that. I guess I have to be specific. Squish them together. No, wait. Unbutton your shirt, pull up your bra and then squish your tits together.”

  She undid the buttons one at time. Once her shirt was open, she gripped the middle of her bra and pulled it up to her neck. Her breasts spilled free, jiggling and nipples hardening in the cool air. Placing her hands on either side of her breasts, she pressed them together and then let go.

  “Squish them together again and hold it this time.” Lucas’ grin grew as she complied. He moved closer and pushed a finger between her breasts. “Nice. This is better than nice. This is fantastic. It really works. I had doubts but this thing is the real deal.”

  Pulling his finger free, Lucas used the tips of his index fingers to move Emily’s nipples in small circles. “Feel good?”

  She didn’t answer.

  “Em?” He pinched her nipples. “I know you feel this.”

  She blinked at him. She felt it fine but couldn’t react.

  Lucas stopped and his grin slipped. “Great. I made my wife into a blowup doll with a pulse.” He straightened and ran his right hand through his sandy-blond hair. “Hold on. I mean. Just stay like that.” He picked up the directions from where he’d discarded them and read them. “Ah. Okay. That makes sense. I got this.”

  He put the directions aside, faced Emily, clapped once and then rubbed his hands together. A little throat clearing and he said, “Let’s do this. Em, you’re going to react like you normally would, but you won’t be shy or uptight or worried about your weight. I want you to be completely honest. You’ll still do as I say too. You won’t remember anything you did while you were under. You won’t feel any aftereffects from sex acts once you’re awake. Understand?”

  Emily sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes. “Of course I understand. Why wouldn’t I understand? I’m not stupid, Lucas.”

  He laughed. “Hot damn. There’s my girl. Now let’s try this again.” He poked her nipples as he watched her. “Like that?”

  Emily licked her bottom lip. “Mm-hmm.”

  “What about this?” He flicked his fingers up and down her nipples.

  “Mmmm.” She arched into his touch.

  “Damn this is fun. I don’t know what I want to do next. Wait. Yeah I do.” He stopped flicking her nipples and stepped back. “Em, you have a hidden toy cache somewhere, right? Something beyond the stuff we use occasionally.”

  “Yeah. What about it?”

  “I knew it. Show me.”

  Emily stood and went to the walk-in closet. The back wall had built-in shelves for folded clothes, linens and the object Lucas wanted. Because she still held her breasts pressed together, she couldn’t reach for the box hidden behind the winter blankets. Trying to get it with her elbows didn’t work.

  “Come on, Em. I told you react like you normally would.” Lucas snapped his fingers. “I also told you to do as I say. Fuck. This shit is tricky. But don’t worry. I’ll figure it out. First off, let go of your tits so you can show me the toys.”

  She dropped her hold on her breasts, pushed aside the blankets and pulled out a medium-sized lockbox.

  “That’s your toy chest? I thought that was a safe for important documents. Lady, you are slick. Open it up.”

  Emily picked up the box and carried it out of the closet. After putting it on the bed, she went to her nightstand and retrieved the key from the drawer so she could unlock and open it. “There.”

  Lucas whistled low as he gazed at the contents. “Most of these are anal toys. Matter of fact, all of these are anal toys.” He picked them up one at a time and placed them on the bed. “A vibrating anal wand, vibrating anal balls, a dual-penetrating vibrator, an anal bead rod, a suction-cup dildo, various sizes of butt plugs and a…tail?” He looked at her. “You have a foxtail anal plug?”

  “Yes.”

  “When did you get it? Forget that. When do you wear it? I know I’ve never seen it before.”

  She shrugged with indifference. “When I’m home alone. I like to wear it while I’m cleaning. That’s why I have so many long skirts, so I can wear it without worrying about getting caught.”

  He arched an eyebrow. “You’re telling me you have this up your ass on the days you’re wearing a long skirt?”

  “Yes.”

  He looked down at the tail and then at Emily before shaking his head. “You wear long skirts almost every day. I think I’ve seen you wear sweatpants a handful of times. Only at home, right? I would like to think I would notice if you wore s
omething like this out.”

  “Only in the house. I take it out before the kids get home from school.” She allowed a small smile to curve her lips. “One time you came home early from work and I had to wear it through dinner because I couldn’t find a moment to take it out and put it away.”

  “You’re wearing a long skirt today.”

  Her smile turned to a grin and she gave a short laugh. “I put it in after I returned from dropping the kids at the airport. I took it out right before you walked through the door.”

  “Damn. I’m beginning to think I don’t know my own wife.” He set the tail aside and perused the rest of the toys. “I can assume the tail is your favorite since you wear the thing almost every day. Which is your second favorite?”

  Emily picked up the pink dual-penetrating vibrator. It had a beaded anal rod with simulated penis head that was the same length as the realistic dong. Both created a U-shape above the handle, which housed the multi-speed controls that delivered individual or matched vibrations depending on the user’s preference. Emily tended to prefer a soft rumble in her ass and pulsing in her pussy.

  Lucas took the vibe from her. “How often do you use this and when?”

  “Two or three times a week when I’m taking my shower. It’s waterproof. When I’m on my cycle, I use the wand.” She pointed to the black beaded wand. It didn’t have the same vibration choices as the dual penetrator but it served its purpose when she felt like using it.

  “What about the plugs?”

  “I got them to see if I like them but I don’t wear them. I prefer the tail if I’m going to wear anything.”

  “The balls?”

  “Toys really need a try-before-you-buy option. I thought I would prefer them to the rods but I didn’t. They don’t reach as deep as I’d like.”

  “So you don’t use them?”

  Emily wiggled her ass as the memory of indulging in the balls surfaced. “I do but only on the odd occasion, usually when you and the kids surprise me by leaving the house all day on the weekends.”

  “And this?” He hefted the suction-cup dildo—ten inches of thick, pounding fun. “Please tell me this is not for anal play like the rest.”

  Just looking at it made Emily’s pussy tingle. She squeezed her thighs together. “Vaginal only and also an odd-occasion toy, when I’m sure you and the kids won’t return for a while. I like to attach it to the side of the computer desk since it’s narrow enough for me to put my legs on either side of it when I’m on my knees.”

  Lucas stared at her with his mouth open. “What the hell? Is that why the desk is so damn wobbly? I thought the kids had done something to it.”

  “It’s old. We were going to need a new one eventually.”

  “I’m betting you would insist on a narrow one to accommodate your little playdates.”

  “Of course.”

  “Of course.” He looked over the pile of toys. “You’ve been having a lot of fun without me, Em.”

  “These walls aren’t that thick. The kids would hear us. That’s why I do all this when no one is home.”

  “What about when I’m home and the kids aren’t?”

  “You’re busy or I’m busy or you act like you don’t want to be bothered.”

  “Em, if you had told me you wanted sex, nothing I was doing would have been important enough to put you off. You should have said something.” Lucas made a dismissive gesture. “Never mind that. We’re going to make up for lost time. The kids aren’t here, the coin works, and I’m going to take full advantage of it starting now.”

  “How so?”

  He piled all the toys into the lockbox, except the beaded anal wand, and set the box on the nightstand. “Does this thing have batteries in it?”

  “No. I never leave batteries in. I don’t want them to corrode or the toy to get jostled and turn on by accident. They’re in the bathroom in the middle drawer.”

  After retrieving the batteries, Lucas shoved them into the controller of the wand. “Panties off. Skirt up.”

  Emily stepped out of her panties and then pulled her skirt up to her waist.

  “Better yet. Skirt off. Bra too but leave your shirt on and get on the bed. Hands and knees with your ass facing me.” He looked around. “Where’s the lube?”

  She said as she undressed, “The bottle is in the bottom cupboard pushed behind the cleaning supplies.”

  By the time Lucas returned with the bottle, Emily was on the bed. She watched him over her shoulder, eager to find out what he planned to do, though the wand he smeared with lube was a good indicator.

  Lucas said, “You sprung for the good stuff I see. I’m still trying to figure out when you bought all this.”

  “I got it—”

  “You don’t need to answer.” He came up behind her. “Head down on the bed.”

  Emily lowered her head to the bed and widened her knees.

  “I love this view.” He rubbed her ass. “You’re wet, Em. Did talking about all your toys get you excited?”

  “Yes.”

  He waved the wand at her. “You want me to use this on you, don’t you?”

  “Yes.”

  “After this, the next time we’re both home and you want to use any of your toys, you’re going to bring them to me. You won’t think about why you’re bringing it to me and you won’t think it’s strange and you won’t stop to worry about whether I’m busy. Got it?”

  “Got it.”

  “Good.” He smoothed the tip of the rod over Emily’s asshole, spreading the lube there.

  Emily shimmied and pushed back. She wanted it inside. With all the end-of-the-school-year madness, she hadn’t had many chances to indulge in her normal play. Wearing her tail had been the closest she’d gotten and it wasn’t enough.

  Lucas twisted the rod from side to side as he eased it forward. “Yup. This hole is totally used to taking toys. I barely have to do anything. You’re sucking it in. And to think you make me talk you into anal, when you want it bad enough to have a box full of toys devoted to it. You’re a piece of work, Em.”

  She grinned at him. Lucas might act annoyed but he was smiling as wide as her. The front of his pants strained to hold his arousal, but she could see the tip peeking out of his waistband. Her inner muscles clenched at the thought of him using his dick in her asshole after the wand.

  He pushed the wand until it reached the controller. “There. How do you feel? Comfortable?”

  “Yes.”

  “Too deep?”

  “Not at all.” She rolled her ass in hopes of moving the toy but it stayed put.

  “Let’s start on high.”

  The controller beeped several times in rapid succession as Lucas dialed it up to the max setting. Emily let out a high-pitched squeal of delight. The deep vibrations resonated through her body, making her bounce her hips. Lucas let go and stepped back, watching her move.

  Since he wasn’t going to do it, she reached for the toy so she could pump it and increase her enjoyment.

  “Hands on the bed.”

  She returned her hand to the bed but whimpered.

  “What’s wrong, Em? Not enough?”

  “No. Move it.”

  “Like this?” He grabbed the controller and stirred it in large circles.

  Emily panted as the tip wiggled inside her. “Yes. Yes. More.”

  “How about this?” He pulled the wand out until the tip almost left her hole, taking it nice and slow so she felt the vibrations of each bead as it exited.

  Emily pushed up on her shins, lifting her ass higher. That didn’t keep the wand from leaving her but it did help Lucas when he shoved it back inside. One quick thrust and Emily moaned loudly while clawing at the bed. He did it again—slow out and then a quick thrust in.

  He said, “Back up so you bend over the edge.”

  She nodded quickly and scooted back. She started to go to her knees but Lucas grabbed her waist, stopping her.

  “No, no. I want you up.” He positioned her so s
he bent forward with her hands braced on the bed and her feet spread. As he unzipped his pants, he said, “Gap that pussy for me, baby.”

  Emily shifted her weight to one hand and then reached under her body. Her juices slicked her fingers as she parted her lower lips.

  Lucas guided his erection into her channel, sliding to the base. “Ahhhhh. That’s the way. I can feel that vibe. Little thing is strong, isn’t it?”

  She nodded because she couldn’t speak. Her legs shook and she had her jaw clenched. She was close. Double penetration always made her come fast. Lucas knew that.

  He framed her hips with his hands. His thighs slapped hers as he stroked inside her. “Rub your clit. Nice and quick. Don’t stop until I come.”

  The instant Emily’s fingers contacted her clit, she climaxed. Her inner muscles tightened, squeezing Lucas’s dick, and she cried out her pleasure. It didn’t end. She was rubbing her clit the way Lucas told her—fast back-and-forth motions that kept her trapped in the sensation of her orgasm.

  “So fucking tight. Love it.” He thrust faster, pushing his stomach against the end of the anal wand controller, which sent the toy a little deeper before Emily’s muscle contractions edged it out again.

  The effect was almost like having two men in her at once. She hadn’t felt the same since college. She reveled in it now. Her satisfaction ebbed and flowed like a roller coaster. Each time she peaked, she moaned loud.

  “Oh yeah. That’s it. Right…that…yes!” Lucas slammed against her as he spilled his release against her core.

  Emily let her hand drop from her clit, thankful to stop yet hungry for more. She and Lucas hadn’t had sex this good in years.

  He dialed down the anal wand at the same time he withdrew his dick. Once he was free, he pulled out the wand. “We are definitely doing that again. Isn’t that right?”

  “Yes. Very right.”

  While tucking his spent dick into his pants and zipping up, he said, “Put your toys away but leave out the tail and dual penetrator. When you’re done, come back and sit on the bed.”

  Emily straightened and did as she was told. Her clit twitched every time she moved, a delicious reminder of what had just passed. After sitting on the bed, she stared at Lucas and awaited what he would say next.