Page 62 of Brandishing Beginnings

“And we’re on to sexual activity. I think we’re all on board here,” Jason laughed. “Anal sex obviously, triple penetration, been there done that.”

We all laughed.

“Vibrators, masturbations, cunnilingus.” Jason rattled off, his deep voice a soothing balm for my nerves. “Fisting, yes?” He looked up a shocked smile on his face.

“Fuck that’s hot.” Nico groaned.

I blushed. “I wanna try. Maybe try two of you in my pussy atone time.”

“Fuck, baby doll. You’re fuckin perfect,” Nico sighed.

Marcos shot me a saucy wink that made me blush more.

“Outdoor sex, yes. Orgasm control yes, anal plugs yes. Sounds like we’re gonna have some fun,” Jason commented. “Moving on to sensation play. First up abrasion, no. Scratching, No. Biting maybe, tickling kissing, ice cubes, wax play all yeses. Alright. We’ve got maybe on clothes pins and zapping. Moving along to breath play. Asphyxiation is a not sure, slash maybe, but breath control and choking are a yes. Alright, so we work up to complete asphyxiation? Toy around with it?”

I nodded. “Slowly.”

“Of course.” Marcos nodded.

“Next up is humiliation. I see this whole section had you on edge. Want to talk about it?”

“I uh—” I sighed and reached down for the blanket and tugged it closer around myself.

“Your mom?” Marcos asked. Sympathy darkened his eyes.

I nodded immediately, feeling tears well in my eyes. “She’s not nice to me. My sister has always been her favorite. I don’t want you guys to be mean to me. I don’t want anything humiliating to remind me of her.”

Nico hugged me tighter. “I don’t want do anything ever, that reminds you of your mother.”

I had to laugh at that. Grinning brightly, I wiped my eyes and nodded. “There are some things under that category that I aminterested in though. The clothing, the outdoor scenes, maybe objectification to a point. Not sure on public exposure, but I’m not opposed to small things maybe under the table at dinner or something.”

Jason smile broadly. “And here you thought you’d be bad a negotiating.”

I grinned, blushing slightly.

“Alright, on to the fun stuff. Body part torture.” Jason grinned wickedly.

I laughed. “Yeah, but the category only had nipple stuff. I’m fine with those.”

“So nipple clamps, weights and suction cups are a go.” Jason nodded. “Under the fetishes section, you have a big question mark. So for example, if I punish you and make you kiss my boots, is that a problem for you?”

I blushed. “Kissing the top, maybe not. I draw the line at licking anything.”

“Valid.” Marcos smirked.

“Chastity devices were a yes question mark?” Jason asked, drawing her attention back to him.

My blush heated my face and I tried to look away, but Jason was faster than me. His hand shot out and wrapped around my jaw, forcefully turning me to look at him. “Don’t hide from me.” The order was clear in his voice. “Do you like the idea of usplugging your holes and locking you up? Only unlocking your device to pump you full of more cum?”

My blush had to have been scarlet as my cheeks heated further. “Yes, sir,” I murmured.

“Good girl.”

I was so unbelievably turned on and we weren’t even done yet.

Jason let go of my jaw and picked up the papers again. “Roleplaying. Hmm,” he hummed. “Marcos, you’ll be happy. Our little dare devil wants to be chased through the woods and kidnapped.”

“Fuck yes,” Marcos crooned.

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