BDSM Games (GirlxGirl)

Chapter 16

It's been two months since Aviana and I have been dating. While everything has been going great between us, my paranoia has gone through the roof. Lately, I've been sensing that Aviana has been bored with having sex with me. She's quick to finish our scenes and seems to always be in a rush for some unknown reason. The most bizarre reason is that she doesn't seem to want sex anymore, which is very much unlike her.

I know it's evident that I'm not the most confident woman in the world. But when Arthur drags me to the local sex shop, that is where I'm really put to the test to show some confidence.

Walking into the store felt like I was in a movie. I imagined myself as a new high school student entering the classroom doors for the first time and freezing, seeing steely eyes looking at me. This wasn't the same scenario, though. I was starring at dildos, strap-on harnesses, kink sets, role-playing games, and other toys I had no immediate interest in learning about out of intimidation. I was in a new territory, and I had no idea where to start. Arthur took my wrist and excitedly led me over to the dildos, almost ripping my arm out of its socket in the process. Arthur's favourite hobby may as well be gawking at all the sex toys and figuring out ways on how he could use all of them. Standing before the 'Great Wall of Dildos' made my mouth drop. Not in the form of lust but more of how do people shove these things up there? Arthur was undoubtedly more into these contraptions than anything else in the store. In contrast, I found myself subconsciously inching closer to the bondage kits.

It's not like we did much bondage. Yes, handcuffs and silk scarves are used once in a while, but I'm interested in exploring more of what bondage has to offer. My face turned beet red after I quickly looked both ways to ensure no one was around me. At the same time, I curiously picked a bondage kit that included bondage tape, rope, ribbon, and even a gag and whip. The amount of courage it took for me to not drop everything, grab Arthur and run out of the store accepted a lot out of me. Instead, I hiked up my big girl pants and walked over to Arthur with the kit in my hands. "I think I'm ready," I showed him the equipment, and he raised his eyebrows. "Wow, you're going hardcore, aren't you?" I smacked his arm, and Arthur cackled at me. "I'm only joking! That's probably the most vanilla set out of all of them. Good choice for a newbie, but don't you want to find something to go along with it?" I arched my brow at him. "What are you thinking of?"

"Holy fuck." I expressed as Arthur pointed to the wall behind us. Dozens of lingerie hung from the hangers, lace two pieces, bodysuits made of latex, flowy gowns, and outfits that looked like someone hot glued string together. I couldn't believe there could be so much lingerie on a wall. There was no way I could physically look and touch the costumes and bodysuits. Still, I could definitely admire with my eyes. Would this get her attention? I have no idea.

"So, are you going to get one or not?" I observed the kit in my hands. The materials will be fun to use, but would it be enough to get her in the mood? My gazed made its way back to the wall, indecisive thoughts roaming through my head. "You know," Arthur began as he pulled some lingerie down. "Wear one of these outfits during dinner, ask Aviana to wait in the living room for a surprise, and when she sees you walk out with something like this on." Arthur held up a lowcut, sheer, black lace bodysuit and proceeded to hold it up to my figure. "She would scoop you up and have her way with you in an instant. Trust me, I've spent enough time with her talking about the nasty. I know what gets her going."

My hand gingerly grasped the lingerie and tugged it toward me. "I don't know whether I should be thankful or jealous of you." I guess I was going home with more than I bargained for.

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A couple of days later, I was standing in front of my bed with the purchases laid out in front of me. I nervously wait before Aviana comes for dinner in a couple of hours, trying to decide what to do when she arrives.