Chapter 448 A Special One Night Stand:>Ep29

• As before, Victoria knew exactly how much I could take. And while in the past, that had meant I finally earned a gushing orgasm, tonight she just ordered me to stop and go to sleep. Then she hung up. Whether her complete phone mastery of me had aroused her and her friends leading to a sapphic orgy, I never found out. My wet pussy was demanding attention and I had to fight not to finish what my Mistress had started. I certainly did not want to confess that I failed her a second time on the same day. I didn't know what a second punishment would look like, but I didn't want to think about a bigger ginger plug and/or more Icy Hot. She probably could come up with something worse. If I'd know it would just be the paddle, I might have risked it. But I knew Victoria had a wealth of experience and could easily make me regret my decision. I followed her order and tried to go to sleep. Although my sleep would be restless and I would wake several times to find my fingers on my pussy, I don't think I came.
• Sunday was usually a day of rest for me and I certainly needed it after the last week. But I also needed to continue building out my basement playroom and I wanted to get more toys. My first stop was Johnson Fitness, a used exercise equipment store I found on Google. I wore jeans again, not because they would be suitable for testing any equipment I thought I would buy, but because they would hide any wetness resulting from thinking about the kinky applications Victoria might have for the gear. I figured I would buy a bike. Aside from just rubbing my pussy on the seat, the thought of mounting a dildo to it made me creamy. I found a reasonably priced used bike almost immediately, but I walked around the rest of the store before making my purchase fantasizing about other equipment and how I could use it. I'd watched Dom/sub videos set in gyms and even though this was a perfectly legitimate store, that was all I could picture. I saw myself laying on a weight machine with my hands tied to the bar and my ankles tied to the legs so all the other gym patrons could use me.
• Unfortunately as nice as the fantasy was, that machine was way out of my budget after getting the bike. Surprisingly a regular weight bench (not the machine) was pretty cheap in their used department. It had a 50lb bar plus a leg curl bar. It was an impulse buy, but when I pictured my legs spread and bound with Mistress controlling the remote vibrator, I had to have it. And even though I had pretty much decided the first bike was fine, at the suggestion of the sales rep I did test it. It wasn't fancy, but the curve of the seat did find just the right place if I leaned forward. I'm sure the sales rep was watching my ass, but I was more focused on the pressure on my clit. The jeans were a good choice as they protected me both from showing my wetness and just going crazy if I'd worn a dress and had direct contact with the seat. I rode at a couple different speeds and angles testing which provided the most pleasure as opposed to how the bike functioned for exercise. Well normal exercise. I thought of it as a perverted Peloton. I told the sales rep I would take it. Their delivery charge was also reasonable and they had evening slots available on Wednesday. I'd hoped to have my new vibes by then so my plans were working out.