Chapter 138: Bondage
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"Where are we going, Aunt Rose?" I inquired as we drove toward the North end of Seattle.
"I want to introduce you to a friend of mine who will help you feel a bit more confident in your bedroom skills. We met a few years ago and she's just a peach." She turned into a neighborhood with charming old homes lining the street before she parked in front of a pale pink historic home. "You'll love her, I just know it."
We got out as I peered up at the gorgeous home in front of us. It had seen many years of storms, but somehow it was still kept intact. The home shouted history, yet modern touches could be seen everywhere. It was a large three story home with the most gorgeous flower garden engulfing the front yard with a single cement path leading up to the front door.
But before we could knock, the door whipped open and a woman with kind eyes and a warm smile greeted us. Her long brunette hair was currently braided behind her head and her attire was all dark.
"Well, I'll be damned. Rose, is that you?"
"Guilty!" Aunt Rose chuckled. "I brought along my niece lynn. She needs your expert guidance, dear."
"Come on in, please." She held the door open for us to enter, smiling kindly at me as I passed. "The name's Tamara. It's a pleasure to meet you lynn."
I shook her hand and smiled back. "It's nice to meet you, too." And it was, I just hoped she could actually help me like Aunt Rose said she could. I knew nothing about this kind of stuff.
The inside of the home was neatly kept and smelled of Lavender. It was very calming, yet it didn't seem to be the home of a sex expert. There was nothing to indicate that, anyway.
"Would you ladies like a cup of tea? I was just brewing some."
I threw her a nod, still gawking at the inside of her home as we walked through the long hallway into the kitchen. Antiques and artwork lined the walls and I couldn't pull my gaze away.
"So lynn, tell me about yourself," Tamara said as she rounded the counter and poured us all some tea.
I nervously chuckled, wondering why everyone kept asking me that this morning. There really wasn't much to say.
"My lynn is a bit shy," Aunt Rose answered with a chuckle. "Tamara can't help you if you don't speak up, honey."um, was married before. It ended horribly. I moved to Florida to work with my best friend and met my current boyfriend there."
Tamara glanced at Rose before they both laughed.
"Oh, darlin', there's far more to your story than what you just described. Here, let me help." Aunt Rose patted my hand before she continued. "Lynn has trepidations that she isn't going to be enough for her boyfriend in the bedroom. He was a pornstar but is now trying to open his own studio. Lynn feels as if she doesn't have enough experience in the bedroom to keep things fresh."
My cheeks blushed at her words. "Gee, when you put it like that..." She didn't ease into that at all. This Tamara woman didn't know me at all, and Aunt Rose just dumped my very personal issues right onto her.
Tamara laughed. "Don't worry, babe, this is what I do for a living. I generally don't even learn someone's name before they tell me their sexual problems. We've got a one up on that." Then she winked at Aunt Rose. "Let's step into my office, shall we?"
We all left the kitchen and headed down a new hallway. My heart thundered in my chest at how new all of this was for me. I expected an actual office, but instead, we walked into a spare bedroom that looked like a mini version of a sex lair. There wasn't a single open space on the wall as sex toys, lingerie, and lubes lined every square inch of the place. My eyes moved everywhere, stopping on devices I had never seen before.
"Welcome to my happy place," Tamara announced. "There is something for everyone in this room. What's your favorite position?"
I choked on air as my eyes landed back on hers. "I, um, don't have one? Missionary, maybe?"
"Boring!!" Tamara sang. "Try again. There are literally 63 main positions in the Kama Sutra."
My cheeks blushed again when I thought back to the time Drake used Mr. Blue. That had to have been the most intense orgasm I had ever had.
"Um, my boyfriend has, um..." I cleared my throat as I tried to reveal such an intimate detail with a complete stranger. "He has a blue dildo that we used once. He, um, fucked me with it while he took my butt with himself." My cheeks were blazing by the end of my revelation.
Tamara smirked, nodding her head at me. "Now that's what I'm talking about. Double penetration. Very good. I knew there would be a kink in you if you're dating a pornstar." She walked over to the wall and pulled down a small package. "This is the beginner size. A butt plug, lynn. He'll slip this into your anal cavity and then you two can screw in any position you want where you'll feel that same fullness."
I grabbed the package from her and stared down at it with awe. It was black, pointy, but had a small round bulge in it.
"And you'll want some anal numbing lube for it" She walked over to the other wall and grabbed a small bottle, tossing it at me.
I almost dropped the anal plug when I caught the bottle, but held onto both of them. This was all so new to me, and as my gaze moved around the room, I had so many questions.
"What are those?" I inquired before I nodded at two delicate chains with clips on the end.
She smiled and took them down. "Nipple clamps. You can adjust the intensity of these ones. Do you enjoy nipple play, Molly?"
I slowly nodded, recalling all the times Drake had my nipples in his mouth and how much I enjoyed it. My nipples were very sensitive during sex and any pleasure to them heightened everything else. She tossed them to me as well.
"Hmm." She studied me for a moment. "Do you enjoy bondage?"
I glanced at Aunt Rose who was doing her own shopping, her arms already full of her items. "Bondage?" I asked. "Like being tied up?"
"Very good, lynn," Tamara replied with a grin.
