Rich Man's Fantasy Ch. 02

Susan woke and was momentarily disoriented. The room was dark but she sensed it was morning. She was naked which was not how she normally slept. She could hear breathing from a person apparently sleeping next to her.

In a few seconds she remembered she was in bed with her boyfriend Bill. They were in his downstairs bedroom. Last night had been the start of her first weekend as his full time submissive- that is, his submissive full time for the weekend which began Friday after work and would continue through 6PM on Sunday. That's why they were sleeping downstairs and why she was naked. Living in the lower level of his luxurious home for the weekend gave them a special setting for their alternative lifestyle.

Her right hand moved to her left wrist and her fingers encountered one of her leather cuffs- those were her only attire for sleeping. Her hand dropped to her Venus Mound and she confirmed the full extent of her nudity. Bill had left only a small landing strip when he'd shaved her Mound and pussy the prior evening.

She reflected on the evening and smiled. Her fingers went back to the cuffs and she marveled at how soft the custom made one inch wide bands felt. She could barely feel the lock that was sewn into each cuff. She hadn't seen the key but it must be tiny.

She wasn't sure what the Saturday activities would be. Bill had told her he wanted her to sunbathe topless by the pool. She was still a little self conscious about going out by the pool in such an exposed state but she knew the privacy afforded by the setting was virtually total. He'd said he wanted her to lose or at least soften the tan lines on her chest. They both knew that changing her tan lines would take multiple topless days in the sun so she might as well get used to being exposed. It was still undecided how often they'd share a submissive weekend but even if it was almost every week she'd need to spend most of the summer weekends topless to lose the tan lines.

Bill began to stir. They hadn't spoken about his expectations for the morning. Should she fondle his cock or offer a blow job? Since he hadn't given her instructions she decided to wait. Thinking about the blowjob she'd given Bill last evening brought a smile to her lips. She wondered if there was any of the dark red lipstick still on her lips or it had all been transferred onto his cock. She'd enjoyed being his submissive love slave and was looking forward to whatever Bill might require of her for the rest of the weekend. It was kinky and erotic. She was getting aroused thinking about having to learn submissive poses and living as a sex object with no responsibilities beyond doing as she was told. The demands of her career were delegated to others until Monday.

As Bill became fully awake he realized she was awake and said 'Good Morning' to her. She returned his greeting and after a slight pause said, "Do you have sexual needs you'd like me to address before we get up?"

"No, I'm fine for now. That was a great question. I think when we're downstairs you should ask me that question every morning."

"Okay. I will and, of course if you have needs I'll service them."

Bill told her to take care of her bathroom needs and join him in the Great Room for coffee and rolls. She asked what to wear and was told 'nothing except the heeled sandals.' She'd blushed but also felt herself getting aroused. She wasn't used to walking around naked and the sandals defined her nudity as sexual.

Susan came to breakfast nude as instructed. She couldn't help but feel nervous and glanced out the wall of windows more than once to confirm they were alone. Bill found her timidity amusing and said, "In the various times you've been in my house have you ever seen anybody outside- other than the gardener who has never worked on the weekends?"

"No. I know there shouldn't be anybody there. Walking around naked is new to me. I'm sure I'll get used to it."

"Please do. Later, when the pool is in the sun you'll be outside with just your bikini bottom on. I trust you won't balk and need a spanking."

"I'll try. Are you just pushing me to the point when you can claim I deserve a spanking?"

"No. I don't need a reason to spank you. I'm just surprised that you're so concerned about not having clothes on. There's no one around.'

The couple enjoyed their breakfast. Bill said that Susan should get dressed in some 'going out in public' clothes since he wanted to go shopping. When Susan questioned him about where they were going he replied very simply, 'the adult toy store'. She decided not to ask what they'd be purchasing but did wonder what she should wear to such a store. Bill volunteered to select her outfit.

He dressed her in a push up bra, bikini panties, a tight top, and pencil skirt. There was no visible cleavage but Susan felt self conscious since her breasts appeared two sizes larger than normal and the top showed them off. He was conservative in selecting 2" heels.

She extended her arms to him and said, "I can't wear leather cuffs in public. You'll get arrested." Bill nodded and said he was going to take them off. They couldn't be worn for sunbathing either. He produced a thin wire-like key and each cuff was easily clicked open and removed.

Before leaving Bill guided Susan into the bedroom and told her to assume position 4. She hesitated but by eliminating the positions she'd already executed decided it was the kneeling pose with her ass pushed up. She dropped to the floor and tried to recall the details of how her body should look.

Bill said, "Very good. Now we're going to do something a little different. I have a rather small butt plug that I'm going to insert in your ass for our shopping trip. I'll use adequate lube so it won't hurt. It'll just give you something to think about." Holding up the modest plug for her inspection Bill continued, "It's important for you to get a good sense of the size of this plug. When we go to the store your job is to buy one that's bigger. Today you'll wear the small one. Tomorrow you'll wear the larger one. Tomorrow or on another day when I say it's time you'll go back to the same store to buy one that's larger."

"Oh my. I wasn't expecting that."

"Well, the sun isn't on the pool for another couple of hours. I thought shopping would be a good distraction for the morning. I'll be with you but the whole selection and payment transaction will be up to you. Take twenty dollars from the drawer. That should be more than enough. Since you don't have a purse or pockets I guess you'll just have to carry the cash and the change. We should get you as small purse for future shopping trips."

Susan held her kneeling position as she felt her skirt and panties being moved out of the way. Her ass was then lubed and penetrated by the soft vinyl plug. She found the plug easy to accommodate physically. They'd played with one or two plugs before so she was mentally okay with having it in her ass. Of course, their prior play had been limited to the bedroom. She fidgeted on the drive to the store as she steeled herself for the visit to a store she would normally not go near.

Walking into a sex shop wearing a butt plug was a true mental challenge. As she entered the shop she wondered if the sales person could tell there was a plug in her ass. Was she walking differently? Did her face convey her secret? She guessed her big tits in the tight top would probably keep the clerk's attention above her waist. She tried very hard to act normally but was nervous and on edge the whole time.

Having selected a plastic wrapped butt plug from the store's large display of dildos and butt plugs bringing it to the counter was also difficult. She half expected the clerk to say something off color about her choice or to knowingly pronounce it a 'good choice'. She was spared any verbal taunting but the clerk's leering at her chest was unnerving. She knew he was visualizing her tits without her blouse and bra. He wasn't a bad looking guy but she wasn't in the mood to have anyone but Bill visually fuck her.

On the drive home Bill said, "You did very well. They make butt plugs in countless shapes and sizes. Perhaps we'll make a trip to that shop a regular downstairs activity. Each weekend you can go into the shop on Saturday to buy a new butt plug and after you wear each of them we'll make a display of your accomplishments from smallest to largest."

Susan replied calmly, "You really are perverted but I guess I am, too. My pussy is rather moist from my shopping adventure."

On their arrival back at Bill's house he said, "You can go into the bathroom to remove and wash off the plug. Put your shopping clothes away and put on your swim suit bottom and the sandals with the short heels. Bring your wide brimmed hat. We'll wait a little while before going out to the pool as the sun is just reaching that area. Let's put together a cheese tray for lunch and leave it in the refrigerator for later. After we fix the food you can read or watch TV for a half hour or so."

About 45 minutes later Bill said the pool area was now fully in the sun and it was time to go out and get some sun. He asked Susan for the two strongest SPF sunscreens she'd bought and told her to stand in the bathroom while he coated her body with the protective lotion. He used the highest SPF on her upper body since it was quite fair and the lesser protection on her legs.

When he was done Bill said, "I have a little surprise for you. You've seen many of my nipple clamps but I have something a little different for you today. I know a jewelry craftsman whose specialty is creating jewelry that's not what you'd see in a store. I had him make two diamond pieces for your nipples. They're not really clamps but obviously they have to fit snuggly on your nipples to stay in place. Stand here in the light so I can put them on."

Bill teased Susan's left nipple into an erect state and brought a sparkling circular piece of diamond jewelry to her nipple. It seemed to have a noose style loop underneath which he fitted over her nipple and tightened. As he worked the jewelry into place Bill said, "Your tits are great. I love their size, of course, but their shape is also perfect and your nipples are fantastic even without diamonds."

As Susan looked down the end of her nipple was visible but her areola was essentially covered by several carats of mid- sized diamonds. Each diamond had to be at least a quarter carat and there were well over twenty stones set on radiating spokes of white gold or platinum. Aside from the brilliance of the piece Susan could sense its weight. She was shocked at Bill's extravagance in having bought two frivolous pieces of custom made jewelry.

Before she knew it he was affixing the second jeweled circle to her other nipple. As he did he said, "I think your tits are going to look spectacular in the sun. Just imagine how the sun is going to make the diamonds light up. If I'm right somebody on the far side of the valley is going to wonder what's catching the sun up here on the patio. With the right binoculars maybe he'll get a little long distance thrill."

Susan said, "How you could justify spending so much on nipple jewelry? I don't even want to guess at what these cost."

"The cost isn't important. Besides, the diamonds can always be re-set into another piece of jewelry so the only real cost is the design and crafting of the pieces. Even the gold can be melted down and reused so maybe the net non-recoverable cost is perhaps $1000. That's only $500 per nipple. Seeing each of your nipples highlighted by blazing diamonds in the sun is well worth $500."

"You're sick and I don't particularly want some pervert staring at my tits through binoculars but I am a little intrigued at the thought of having diamonds on my nipples. I suspect I don't know anybody that's ever had diamond nipple jewelry-much less custom made pieces with several carats of perfect stones. We'll see how it goes with the sun. What if they reflect so much that I get sunburned on my nipples- like the solar electric generation systems they're setting up in the desert?"

"Obviously, we'll have to mind your sun exposure. Nobody wants you to have burned nipples. Let's take some reading material and mind the clock. A half hour of exposure should be safe and then we'll check on your nipples. If they're okay we'll go for another half hour. When they've had enough sun I'll personally cool them off with my mouth."

Bill picked up two short erotic novels and told Susan she could pick which one she wanted. The couple went out to the pool area with Susan very self conscious about her topless condition with her nipples sporting large diamond highlights. To Bill's great delight the diamonds caught the sun and sparkled brilliantly. He insisted that she walk around the pool area so that he could stare at her breasts as they caught the sun from different angles. She looked incredibly sexy as she walked and he told her so. She was pleased by his compliment and stood a little taller as she flaunted her topless body for him. She cupped her breasts and fondled them making the jewelry move so that the sun hit the facets of the diamonds in countless ways. Little rainbows of blues greens and yellows moved about on the deck in front of Bill but his eyes were locked onto her brilliant tits. After a few minutes he indicated that she could sit and read.

From the two novels Bill offered Susan picked one with a Victorian theme. She read for a few minutes and said, "With your perverted mind you'll probably enjoy hearing that it's difficult to read because my nipples keep blinding me with bright flashes of light as my body moves slightly. Every time I breathe my chest moves and the sun glints off of the diamonds differently."

"You're right. It is arousing that your nipples are flashing in the sun. I can see the random flashes. How do your nipples feel? Is there any problem with the loops being too tight or with heat from the reflected light?

"No. They're fine. They're just too flashy for reading in the sun. If you'll mind the time so I don't get burned perhaps I'll close my eyes and take a little nap."

"Okay. Your nipples are safe with me."

"That's funny. They don't feel safe. You're the one who has strapped diamond reflectors on them and won't let them hide under clothes."

"They shouldn't be wasted under clothes. I love to stare at them and it's nice to have them available for play. Close your eyes. In about twenty minutes I'll take care of you."

Susan didn't know how much time elapsed and but after a while Bill roused her and extended his hand to help her stand. She followed his lead as he walked with her to a straight backed chair near the railing. She hadn't noticed the chair before but now felt it seemed out of place since it didn't match the other patio furniture. It had a flat seat cushion and a larger cushion on the seat back. The large cushion seemed too thick for the chair and left only a small seating area.

Bill gestured for Susan to sit which she did. She felt she was sitting at the front edge of the seat. The chair's height also seemed a little off but she held off making any comments. She noted that Bill was removing his bathing suit and that his cock was erect.

Bill said, "This is our tit fucking chair. Based on the measurements from the seamstress I had the length of the legs adjusted so my cock should align perfectly with your beautiful tits." As he spoke he reached for a bottle of baby oil and lubed the inner slopes of Susan's breasts as well as his cock. He then added, "Even though my body will block the sun from your nipples I thought that fucking your tits while your nipples are covered in diamonds was an experience I couldn't miss. Bring your hands up and give my cock a great new pussy."

Susan squeezed Bill's cock between her slippery tits and said, "Enjoy. I'm willing to bet you've never fucked such extravagantly bejeweled tits. Do they feel good? The diamonds are really an obscene touch of decadence."

"They feel fantastic. Adding decadence to your tits is sexually unnecessary but I'm visually enjoying the diamonds while my nerves are being overloaded by your soft skin. Your tits are absolutely great."

Bill's cock slid up and down in the tunnel Susan created for him. She eased up on the pressure of her hands and then after 10 to 15 seconds increased it again. "Which do you prefer? Should I try to pump the semen out of you by really pressing my soft tits on you or should I use less pressure and tease it out?"

"Either is great. For the moment let's go with teasing so that perhaps I can last an extra stroke or two. Your tits are just too sexy for me. With pressure or not I'm going to cum very soon."

Susan said, "Perhaps I'll open my mouth and extend my tongue to give you a teasing target." She lowered her head and held her mouth open with her tongue out.

That was just enough to push Bill over the edge. His cock exploded between Susan's bulging tits. Only a small amount of semen spurted weakly from her cleavage and oozed onto the upper surfaces of her breasts. She teased him that he needed practice as he certainly had fallen short of her target.

He agreed that practice was important but also chided her that if she pressed her tits more firmly he'd get more distance. She smiled and said, "I'll squeeze harder next time. It's actually more complicated than just my squeezing. To avoid being smothered by my tits you've got to cum when your cock is at the top of your stroke. Distance is also dictated by how horny you are and whether you've cum recently. Perhaps each weekend we should try for a new record distance. If you want me to do my best perhaps you should reward me for good results." She paused and then said, "Maybe I should get $500 per inch for anything over 6 inches or $500 for a direct mouth hit."

"You're certainly a tough negotiator but I love the idea. As you said Five hundred an inch beyond 6 and the same for your mouth is fine. That can be a Saturday morning routine."

Susan cleaned off her tits. Bill removed the diamond jewelry and Susan's bikini bottom suggesting they go for a swim. They held hands as they walked into the cool water and Bill kissed Susan passionately. He told her how much he was enjoying his weekend with her. She agreed and added that he'd already surprised her several times. "I expected to be bound and bent over most of the time with my ass getting swatted."

Bill replied, "There's still lots of time left for that." They swam independently for a few minutes until Bill closed in on Susan in the shallow end of the pool. He fondled her ass and breasts under water- complimenting her on her great body. As always he paid a lot of attention to her tits. Using his hands and mouth he gently played with her breasts under water and above. He particularly enjoyed when they were out of the water- wet and sexy with the sun glistening off of the water droplets. From his inspection and Susan's responses he concluded the diamonds hadn't hurt her sensitive nipples.

Exiting the pool Bill stayed naked which impliedly told Susan she would be too. They had a light lunch of wine, cheese and French bread under the shade of a large umbrella. As they finished Bill said, "I loved the diamonds. I have to admit that I probably went a little too far with the quantity of stones but I wanted them to really sparkle."

Susan replied, "You certainly could have used fewer diamonds. Aside from the expense it felt as if I was carrying weights on my nipples."

"Well, some of my nipple clamps have weights so that's not really too significant a complaint. When I ordered them from my jeweler I was aware of my going overboard with the diamonds so I also had these made."

Bill opened a small jewelry box to reveal two spherical shaped diamond covered pieces. Each globe was about a three quarters of an inch in diameter. The diamonds were set immediately next to each other to form the three dimensional circular shape with one thin chain of a little less than an inch in length extending outward to a slot in the velvet lined box. Susan thought each of the diamonds was in the quarter to half carat range meaning each sphere was very valuable. The pieces looked like earrings to Susan but she suspected they were probably for her nipples so she merely said, "Wow."