He raised his eyebrows and I tried to wriggle away from his sudden grip on my thigh. Too late.
‘Lie right down,’ he whispered. ‘And bend your knees. Raise your bottom a little. I want to see the string.’
I complied, my arms straining a little in their bonds.
I had a fear that Jasper might tug on the string and pull them out without warning, which caused me to clench my sphincter tight around them, holding them inside me. The balls chimed softly as I changed position, reminding me that I was double-filled.
‘Oh, nice,’ he said, taking hold of the end bead but, thankfully, not yanking on it. ‘It’s like a little tail. I think you should keep it. A tail suits you and it would give me something to hold you by.’
‘You already have the leash for my collar,’ I reminded him.
‘Yes, but this would be more fun, don’t you think? You could cut little holes in all your clothes to let it protrude. I think that would be very suitable. And any time you needed reminding of anything, I could just give it a little pull.’
‘I don’t think that would go down very well in public,’ I said, swallowing, trying to conceal how furiously turned on I was by this idea.
‘Oh, I think people would understand,’ he mused. ‘I think people know what you get from me. They wouldn’t be surprised, let’s put it that way.’
‘I still can’t get used to that,’ I muttered.
‘What? Knowing that people look at you and see a girl who gets roughly fucked up against trees by a bad man?’
‘Pretty much.’
‘But isn’t that what you are?’
‘Among quite a lot of other things,’ I cried. ‘And most people are judged on the other things. Not the private ones.’
‘But is it so bad, Sarah? I don’t think it is. I don’t mind a bit. After all, everyone does it. And you can bet your bottom dollar most people who read that article weren’t thinking, “Ugh, what disgusting people” but “Thank God the papers weren’t around when I was doing x, y, z with my lover.” Well, anyone who wasn’t thinking that is too boring to care about, quite honestly.’
I laughed, feeling a bit better about it all. Perhaps I should be out and proud.
‘Anyway,’ said Jasper, making it quite plain that the time for discussing socio-sexual mores was over. ‘Never mind that. I came here for my Christmas present, not a session of soul-searching.’ He gave the beads the tiniest tug and I gasped. ‘Didn’t I?’
‘Yes, sir.’
‘OK, keep those legs wide. I’m going to climb into my one-horse open sleigh.’
I didn’t bother quibbling about the fact there was no horse. I was much too interested in what his plans might be.
He took off his jacket and slung it over a nearby chair, eased off his shoes, removed his socks and came to crouch in between my knees. I wondered, as he bent his head to inspect the bead thread at closer quarters, what he meant to do. Would he have to remove one or other of the toys if he intended to fuck me? Or would he leave them in? But perhaps he didn’t intend that at all.
‘Mmm,’ he said, his voice low down in his chest. I saw his adam’s apple bob inside his open collar as he swallowed. His eyes glowed with lewd fascination. ‘You can’t tell how full you are just from looking. But if I try to …’
He pushed two fingers inside my vagina, probing and stretching until they bumped into the balls. He played with them inside me, moving them around while I squirmed and gasped at his explorations.
‘Does that feel good?’ he wanted to know.
‘It feels strange,’ I said. ‘They can’t go too far, can they?’
He shook his head, with a sympathetic glance. ‘Don’t worry,’ he said. ‘It’s all quite safe.’
He kept his fingers in position, then pushed another one up alongside the beads. I was already a little way open, so he didn’t have to work too hard to get the first inch inside. It felt excruciatingly, shamefully intense.
‘Oh, now, how about this?’ he whispered. ‘You’re full to bursting now. Move for me. Give me a little wriggle.’
I gyrated my hips a little, feeling every bit of his fingers inside me and the objects beside them. My loins sprang into liquid fire and I knew I was soaking wet.
‘You’re trapped, aren’t you?’ he said with a laugh, then he pushed his face right between my pussy lips and began to press his tongue against my clit.