The hardware store is a veritable goldmine of items which can be put to uses not originally envisaged by the manufacturer. I use cotton rope for tying, but have also bought yards and yards of heavy chain. I like to attach great loops of it to Heather’s ankle and wrist cuffs and let her stand with it weighing her down before I finally chain her to the bed or stretch her out in the doorway prior to a good lashing.
Then there are these things:
Sold cheaply as tarpaulin grips, with their screw tensioning and wicked little serrations they make excellent nipple clamps. I put snap hooks on the end so that they can be quickly attached to chains or to each other, useful when joining nipple to nipple - hers to hers, or hers to mine for even more fun.
I mentioned the gag the other day, made from an airflow ball, the type used for golf practice, with a length of red ribbon threaded through it.
Or how about each wearing a pair of latex disposable gloves while touching each other all over (assuming you’re not allergic, that is). Heather loves that feeling.
The latest addition to our toy box got there by accident. We wheeled the barbecue out for the first time last Thursday down at the summerhouse and discovered that the wire brush we used to clean the grill was completel threadbare. Then I remembered that we had actually bought one last year and had never used it because the weather was so diabolical we didn’t barbecue once during the whole summer.
This brush had been on offer at the supermarket, the equivalent of a couple of quid (less than $4). It felt weighty in the hand, with a flat steel surface on one side of the head and a thousand little copper threads on the other. I wielded it and swung it, then laid it to one side. Heather caught that wicked look in my eye. We would have to find some other way of cleaning the grill.
Come bedtime that evening, we undressed in the lounge as we always do when at the summerhouse and sauntered through into the bedroom. Heather threw herself down onto the bed, arms and legs outstretched. I ordered her up again and told her to bend over, while I reached for the brush.
“I thought you were joking” she complained.
No joke. My curiosity had been aroused.
I started with the flat side, slapping the cold steel onto her bare rump, but quickly turned it around. I wanted to see what the wire would do. I started very gently at first, just tapping he bottom really but it had an instant effect. I was very careful to administer good clean blows and not to drag it across the skin. I was putting very little power into the swing, really only letting it fall under its own weight. I covered her bottom with a thousand little pinpricks before progressing to the more delicate skin of the backs of her legs and she bit her lip under the shock of each blow. Then, as I increased the intensity and the frequency of the treatment lip biting was no longer a panacea. She shouted out, nearly screamed, I reduced her to tears before I relented but never once did she ask me to stop.
With her still bent over the bed, but now soaking wet, I rammed into her and fucked her hard and fast. Relenting only to jam a hand into her and finger her to her orgasm I put one foot up on the bed, grasped her hips and pulled her back onto me as I slammed into her again and came with a loud yell.
We slept wonderfully well that night and woke refreshed to another glorious sunny day. The wire brush was still where I had left it, on the bedroom chair. It has a permanent home in the bedroom now, we’re just going to have to get another one if we need to clean the grill again.





13 comments:
Improvisation is the mother of invention... or something like that! We've used pegs, a spatula, unwanted martial arts belts when the real thing were too expensive or just unavailable. I think it's fun to experiment :)
OUCH!!!!
Ummm, you guys can keep that brush idea.
Cake: Mousetraps! I forgot mousetraps. Though for some strange reason Heather insists on them being new and unused.
Vi: Don't knock it till you've tried it baby!
I will never look at my grill cleaner the same way again. Thanks for the new idea. I'm sure with the weather heating up (finally) TW and I will find all kind of new uses for our cooking utensils. ;)
Mr MD: Oh yes, and plenty of opportunities for outdoor fun, hopefully!
Ah, pervertables are so much fun, aren't they? The BBQ bristle brush sounds like a winner, though :)
xx Dee
Dee: Is that a fly swat I see being applied to your reddened behind in your avatar? I shall have to persuade H. to try the brush on me, so I can judge the effect, but on her, the results were instant and most gratifying with just the lightest touch.
Yes, that is indeed a fly-swat (or is that an arse-swat?) in my user picture - most fun!
xx Dee
I'm with Vi, OUCH!
I am however, glad you and Heather found a new toy. You've like the McGyver of Sex Toys!
Nitebyrd: But it's a nice 'ouch'. I have yet to use duct tape or a swiss army knife in our lovemaking!
Great post! It's true, you don't have to spent oodles of money on fancy BDSM gear if you can't afford it. I've found a few regular toys shopping in the kitchen section of the local Winners store. Once you start looking at the sexual potential of everyday items, it's amazing the alternate uses you can come up with for plain household items!
Jeanne: Thank you, and welcome! Very true, although we have splurged on a few items such as leg-spreaders and I must admit you can't beat the smell and feel of real leather collar and cuffs!
It's true, I like to splurge too once in a while. It's just great to know that you don't need to spend a fortune for some basic fun items! :)
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