The Perfect Pair Pt. 07

Brooke hesitantly looks over at Kelly, and just then two women who Denise recognizes as regulars, but doesn't know, come up to the table. Both are well dressed and pleasant looking.

They take turns telling Brooke how fascinated they are by her breasts and pretty bells, and how much they wish they had the courage, and the bodies to copy her sexy look in public.

As the two of them continue to compliment her, and express their love for her new decorations, Brooke begins to come out of her funk.

At the women's repeated request, she even swings her chest back and forth to ring her bells for them.

They, and Kelly, Victoria and Victoria laugh and applaud.

The waitress then shows up with their drinks and the two women wander off, after expressing their admiration one final time.

Brooke, immediately empties her glass of wine. And relaxes a bit. When she shifts to sit up taller in her chair, her bells chime, and she blushes, again.

Denise reaches over and grabs one of her hands and holds it in her own, as she tells her how much she loves her.

Kelly, also reaches over and grabs a hand, and she leans over and kisses Brooke, several times on her cheek. "You're wonderful, I just love you," she says.

Brooke looks from one to the other and her mood improves.

Finally, they see the ghost of a smile appear on her lips.

Brooke takes a deep breath, she pulls her hands away and cups her breasts, holding onto her rings, she shakes them and her bells ring. She then looks up and laughs.

Denise and Victoria breath sighs of relief before joining her and Kelly, also laughing.

"OK, OK," Brooke says, "these things are heavy. Have I been humiliated enough? Can you take them off?"

Kelly chuckles, "Nope. They stay on, until I decide they come off. And we all know that you like the humiliation and love to show off your bimbo Brooke looks, so no more complaining. You will spend the evening ringing and flashing, all night long."

Brooke, isn't exactly pleased by that answer, but she understands she has no choice in the matter. She is also starting to realize that Kelly is right. She is, deep down, enjoying her new jewelry, and the way it's making her suppressed fantasies of exhibitionism and humiliation come to life. Really come to life!

She smiles shyly and turns to Denise, "I should get a bunch of points for this."

Denise laughs, "sorry, lover, but there's no mention of this in the rules of the game. But I think we might be able to add something, if you treat me right and are willing to wear those lovely things, often."

Brooke, feeling much better, sticks her tongue out at her pushy wife, and everyone laughs.

Just then another woman stops by the table, to ply Brooke with even more compliments. When she invites Brooke to come dance with her, Kelly interrupts and declares that she and Brooke were just about to do just that.

She grab's Brooke's hand again and pulls her to her feet, bells ringing loudly and, saying 'sorry' to the visitor, she drags Brooke out onto the dance floor.

Brooke is again stunned. With a fast rock song blaring, and everyone energetically gyrating about on the floor, she has no choice but to try and join in. But she quickly realizes that her swinging bells are making a hell of a racket, they're heavy on her breasts, the swinging and swaying are making her top ride up, often exposing her entire nipple and their large rings, and that everyone around her is staring, mesmerized!

She is again terribly humiliated, and as she starts to turn to return to the table Kelly blocks her way, dancing, smiling and laughing. Each time Brooke tries to move around her Kelly dances to intervein. It almost becomes a dance, and Brooke, exasperated, allows it to turn into one.

Giving up on running and hiding, she starts to enjoy herself. The weight of the bells on her nipples remains uncomfortable and even painful, at times, so she occasionally grabs and holds them in front of her as she moves.

Kelly, occasionally swats her hands away, but when she realizes that Brooke is in pain, she helps by holding the bells herself. She uses the hold to steer Brooke around and to control her dance steps. A couple of times Brooke has to reposition her crop top, to better cover her breasts, which are continue to try and peak out from beneath the hem.

Kelly is really enjoying herself, laughing and delighting in her power over her friend. The Dom in her taking over and turning her on.

When the band switches the set to a slow dance number, Denise jumps up and cuts in. Kelly turns Brooke over to her lover and heads back to their table.

Denise holds Brooke close as she catches her breath. They can feel the bells pressed against each other's bodies. Denise loves it. She finds it infinitely sexy and arousing. Brooke, too, is enjoying the feelings of love and togetherness as well as the eroticism of the whole scene.

By the time the song ends, Victoria has joined them to tell them that their food has been delivered. All three of them return to the table, hand-in-hand, with the two bells ringing to announce their parade.

They spent the rest of the evening sitting quietly at the table, letting Brooke rest her nipples and try unsuccessfully to hide their bells.

Several girls stopped by to ogle and compliment her, and Brooke did her best to remain friendly, even though she was really tired of it all.

An hour later, having completed their four-hour requirement needed to earn their point, Brooke declared the evening at an end. She was hoping Kelly would unlock the bells from her rings. But nothing was said. What the hell?

All four of them made the long walk out the front door, with Brookes bells ringing and people watching and smiling.

While saying their goodbyes, Kelly hands Denise a tiny key, "You can use this to remove bimbo Brooke's bells, once you get home, but not until the morning. Is that clear?"

Kelly looks sternly at Brooke, "clear?"

"Oh, come on, how can I sleep like this?" Brooke whines.

"And Denise, grant Brooke one point for wearing the bells, tonight and another one for wearing them until morning." Kelly orders.

Denise smiles, "yes Miss Kelly. Your wish is my command, mistress."

Kelly smiles and nods, before handing her the bag with Brooke's original top and walking to her car, followed by Victoria.

Victoria kisses first Denise and then Brooke on the mouth, and whispers, "do it," before leaving them.

On the drive home Brooke sits, holding onto her bells with her hands, to prevent them from jingling with each bump and turn, and to also relieve some of the pull on her nipples. They were quite sore from the night of pulling, swaying and jiggling.

Denise kept glancing over.

Finally, Brooke couldn't stand it anymore, "what are you looking at? Haven't you seen enough?"

Denise, chuckled, "nope. Your breasts and bells are fantastically gorgeous and erotic and slutty and sexy, and they turn me on something terrible. I love them!"

"Huh, easy for you to say."

"Oh, come on, can you honestly say that you haven't had a fantastically erotic night? That you're not horny as hell because of them?"

Brooke, realizing that he had a point, thought for a moment, "Yes, you're right. It has been a lot of fun. But right now, I just want to get home and give my poor nipples a rest."

"Well, I want to get home and give them my full attention." Denise said, licking her lips.

"You're something else." Brooke answered, exasperated. But also turned on by her lover's intentions.

A soon as they arrived home, Brooke stripped off her clothes, as the rules required. And laid back on the couch, her bells laying on the edge of her rib-cage. Denise quickly stretched on top of her. Denise's chest was laying on Brooke's belt and her mouth was directly over Brooke's abused nipples.

Denise spent the next half-hour kissing, licking and sucking on her lover's nipples and breasts. She also swiveled down to lick on her rings and even her bells.

Brooke enjoyed it immensely, and it did help her delicate nips recover.

While she lay there, sighing in pleasure and relief, she asked, "will I get my special award point for tonight's antics?"

Denise hummed, "uh, huh" around her left nipple. Giving Brooke a special thrill; making her moan in pleasure.

"I like the idea of special awards for unusual performances. We should have thought of that when we assembled the rules."

Another "uh, huh" from around her nipple.

Denise switched her attention to the other nipple, as she had done, periodically all night.

"Am I going to get another special award point for sleeping with these silly things locked to my nipples?"

Denise hummed, "uh, huh" around her right nipple, and Brooke moaned again.

"But you will unlock them in the morning, right?"

Another "uh, huh" from around her nipple.

It felt really nice, so she continued with this game.

"And you really liked my bells?"

Acknowledgement, and moan...

"And you want me to wear them some more?"

Moan.

"I think we should get your nipples pierced, then we could get bells for you too."

"Uh, Uh!" around her nipple, with more force and more pleasure, this time.

"Oh, come on. What's good for the goose, is good for the, uh, goose, she said giggling.

Another "uh, uh" from around her nipple, followed by another happy moan.

"We'll see."

Denial, and moan...

Soon after that Brooke had had enough and Denise's mouth was tired, so they decided to call it a night and climb into bed.

Brooke held onto her bells as she walked into the bathroom, but as she was performing her cleansing ritual, she had to use her hands for other purposes, and her bells jingled loudly and constantly.

Denise, relaxing on their bed, awaiting her turn, enjoyed the sounds and what they implied. She had been turned on all night long and her cock had been straining and leaking throughout. Her panties were drenched.

When she came out and climbed under the covers, Denise continued to lay there, watching Brooke try to find a comfortable position that she could sustain in both her stiff belt and with her bells pulling and jangling from her nipple rings.

When Brooke looked up at her, exasperated, and saw her smiling, she punched her, "What are you smiling about? Go get cleaned up. Remember, you may be facing these same issues, someday soon."

"Oh no," Denise laughed as she climbed out and headed into the bathroom. Once in there, though she examined her small nipples, and dreamed of having larger ones, pierced and belled like her wife. It did seem like a fun idea.

Brooke had a difficult night, and the occasional ring of a bell, as she moved about, also bothered Denise.

When the alarm went off, they were both tired.

The first thing Denise did was dig out the key and unlock the small padlocks that had secured the bells to Brookes nipple rings.

Brooke wandered off, massaging her breasts and their sore nipples. She spent a longer time than usual under the shower, the hot water feeling good on her sore chest, before finishing her make-up and dressing. Donning one of her new bras she moaned as it put pressure on her nipples and their rings, but the pain soon subsided. She had to be careful what blouse she selected, as with the slightly padded bra, some of her tops were stretched too tight, for office-wear.

Later, Dennis joined her in the kitchen for breakfast.

"How are they doing?" He asked.

"Oh, they're fine. Those sexy bells get heavy and are tough to sleep with."

"I know, I heard them, during the night. But I still love them. Of course, now I'm hornier than ever."

Brooke smiled, "Same here. I guess I do love the damn things, and I'm horny as hell, too."

She paused to kiss him, before adding, "but, I'm pretty sure, with my two extra points, I'll earn my release this coming weekend. How about you?"

She smiled when she saw the dejection on Dennis' face.

"I probably won't make it until next weekend."

"Oh, poor baby," Brooke responded, ingenuously.

Dennis picked up on it and stuck his tongue out at her.

As they were driving to work, Brooke brought up the concept of special award points.

"I'm not sure we need anything like that. I'm afraid it will lead to arguments and crazy, over the top, stuff." Dennis said.

"I kind of like the idea. We can add additional fetish challenges as they come up. One-time rewards." Brooke replied. "Was last night's adventure too over the top for you? It wasn't for me. And don't you think I deserve points for that stuff?"

"Yes, of course, but I don't think we should make a habit of it. I'm afraid that it could lead to us begging each other for special points, or doing crazy stunts just to earn an extra point because we're too horny. I don't want to get into any fights and ruin the good thing we have going,"

Dennis knew he was being stubborn, but the game was enough for him, the way it was.

"OK, I understand," Brooke said, defeated.

But a few minutes later she started the whole thing up again.

"We could only grant them if we have a third-party approval. Kind of like a mediator. That way we could avoid arguments."

"What do you mean? What third party? You know I don't like sharing information about our game with others."

"Well, right now we already have two people who know, Kelly and Victoria. And, we could add others. I wouldn't mind. It turns me on even more, when others are aware of our locked-up lives. I guess it fits in with some of my fantasies."

"Not with mine! And I'm really afraid that someday someone is going to figure out that Denise is Dennis, or vice versa. And then I'll be ruined!"

"But..."

"No! You'll get your extra points for last night, but that's it."

Brooke could tell that Dennis was adamant, so she let it go. But, she thought, I'll try again sometime later...

To be Continued...

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