But both Cherry and her mom said it wasn’t about the pain but the sensation. Then they got an elk hide flogger with nine strips in it. Again a bit of sting but a softer leather, so a different feel to the sting. Then a heavier eighteen strip buffalo leather flogger. It would give more sting than everything else they owned, but not as far as an actual whip, which Becky had said was a hard pass. It turned out anything that might burn, cut, or scar was not her thing.
Then they talked about restraints. And ended up with a whole sensory deprivation restraint kit. It contained a blind fold. Two silk lined padded leather wrist restraints and the cord to use them on the bed. Two silk lined padded leather ankle restraints and the cords for those to secure someone to the bed again. A quality set of noise dampening headphones and a downloadable recording of a binary beat that sounds like a heart but was at a wavelength that increases arousal.
After the conversation, Abi herself wanted to try them. The thought of being secured helpless, unable to see or hear. To feel a sensation and not know what it was or who was doing it. That sounded delicious to her, and she thought they all might try it at least once.
That left on one more thing to discuss. “Mom, we talked a little earlier about the pet y you and dad used to do. How far did that ever go? Did you have a cor?”
Becky nodded. “Yes, but I only wore it in the bedroom.”
“Did you have a costume for your pet? You know, like a tail and ears?”
She shook her head “No, he just called me his fuck puppy I wore a cor and while it was on, he’d only fuck me doggie style while calling me either his little fuck Puppy or his fuck bitch.”
Abi led her over to the pet y section. “Okay, well, I want to get you back into that. I think it’s a great way to enhance your humiliation level. So you have a few options on the pet. There’s bunny pet. You wear long ears and a little cotton tail butt plug and at home you hop around everywhere and only eat veggies and drink from one of those water bottles with the metal ball.”
Becky shook her head. “No, thank you. Hoping and no meat yeah I’ll pass on that.”
“Then how about cow? There’s a whole cow suit,plete with horns. It’s open in the crotch and has a long tail. Your tit’s hang out as the utters. Oh, that’s probably a pass too again. No meat, so is the horse. So that leaves Pig, kitten or puppy.
I think the pig is out because though the outfit is cute with a little rubber snout and pink curly tail. You would live in a pigsty and we already agree, nasty waste isn’t on your desired list either. So Kitten or Puppy. I know you did Puppy with dad so do you want to do kitten so you aren’t reminded of dad?”
“No, dear, lets stick to puppy, I’m partial to puppies.”
They finally picked out everything. They went with a fox terrier set of ears and remote vibrating butt plug fox tail in brown and white. Becky’s cor was slim, ck, silk padded leather, with a small bone shaped lock. A metal engraved te on the cor said “McLoed Family Pet.” Her dog tag was engraved with her pet name, well the cleaner version, though they agreed her real pet name was fuck puppy. They had the tag engraved “Love Puppy”.
Becky wanted to fully embrace the pet lifestyle, so they got two food bowls and knee pads with puppy paws on the bottoms. They also got a pet crate three,rge pet bed pillows for the den since “no pets on the furniture” was a rule. One set of puppy pads for when it rained for the puppy to go potty on and a potty training stake and gs for outside. A long leather leash. It was pink and could double as a spanking strap to punish Fuck Puppy if she was bad. And two modified slutty business woman outfits with cutaways for the tail to fit through.
Abi had offered to get her mom a “work tail” It was soft rubber that could be glued to her ass crack with but glue so no one at work would see it but Becky refused. She told Abi. “If I’m going to embrace this as a lifestyle again, then I’m done hiding. I am who I am and everyone gets used to it or they can work somewhere else.”
They put everything in the crate and were getting ready to leave when something caught Abi’s attention. “Cherry, what are these?” She pointed into the jewelry case at what looked like a unique cor. Cherry looked. “Oh, these are a new day cor I got in. I have a friend who is a jewelry designer. These will be unique to just my store.”
“A day cor?”
Cherry smiled. “There are all kinds of cors, Abi. Day cors are actual cors, but they are more subtle and elegant the normal cor, like Becky has.” Cherry pointed at an assortment of precious metal chokers or chains. Some of which looked so much like a ne you’d never know it was a cor.
“There are consideration cors.” Cherry pointed at chokers made of soft material, mostly silk, satin orce, or abination of those materials. “These aren’t lockable or made to be permanent but for someone to wear while a master or mistress is considering if a submissive is right for them and the submissive decides if they want the Dominant as their master or mistress. It lets other dominants know this submissive is off limits right now. Kind of like a reserved sign or ceholder for a moresting cor.
Then there are training cors. They are usually in and have no lock. It’s obvious from the name what they are. The Master is still training the submissive to serve, but at the same time the submissive is training the Mistress to recognize the submissive’s needs and how to provide them.
I know you and Gio are going to be great Dominates because of the earlier conversation with your mom. Together you and he are willing to ask questions of your submissives to see and hear what they say they need and you both just naturally recognize they can go further than they think so you ‘re pushing but not too much. In most D/s circles, older D/s would encourage you to slow down and put everyone in a training cor. Because you aren’t fully trained, thus this lesson.”
Cherry winked, then she continued. “However, you all have known each other most of your lives and that gives you an advantage over other new D/s rtionships.”
Cherry went on with her lesson. “Next, you would advance your submissives to where you are today,mitment cors. Where they are fully trained and are now willing to make astingmitment to you two as Dominates. You’ve already gotten your ceremony worked out and you realize that locking the cor on is arge part of that. Locking symbolizes the seriousness of astingmitment. I can order a version of these cors for that with normal locks.
She pointed to the ones she had on disy. “These, however, are of a different variety These are thest type of cor, a permanent cor.”
Each cor was a choker style cor with rings of yellow, rose, and white gold. Yellow of the bottom rings that were offset from the top rings of rose gold and smaller white gold connecting rings. But what caught Abi’s attention was the charm in the front. An infinity symbol with a heart on one side with the crescent moon and stars in the heart. There were five of themying there with a box of colored jewels next to them. Abi swallowed five of them. She looked at the jewels there were different kinds “Are those Jewels real or crystals?”
Cherry smiled. “The jewels are the real deal I have blue sapphires, emeralds, rubies, pink sapphires and of course Diamonds.”
“They go in the rings, right?”
Cherry nodded. “Are you going to keep these on hand?”
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“If I buy some of them now, can I add other gemstonester?”
“Yes, it wouldn’t be hard to add stones.”
“I want three. One with an Emerald and a Blue Saphire, One with a Diamond and a Blue Saphire and One with an Emerald and a Diamond. And three locks.”
“All right, tell me why though?”
“Gio will insist on getting the girls’ engagement rings. I’m getting them engagement cors. And one for myself. Gio is our heart who gave us the moon and stars forever and each other. The stones are representative of each of us, Diamond for me, Emerald for Fiona and Blue Sapphire for Tiffany.”
“I’m only doing this because you understand the real significance of a permanent cor. But Abi understand, the locks on these are called permanent locks. Once you lock them in ce, there is no key to unlock them. The only way to remove them is to cut the lock off.”
Fiona came up with Cheri. Those two had been shopping for more clothes for the girls, while Abi was busy with her mom and Cherry. Cherry attached the stones and put each cor and lock in a jewelry box that said “jewelry by Ava”
Abi paid, and they all loaded up with Abi opting to ride with Cheri so they could have some girl talk on the way home and she could get to know the girl.
Fifteen
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Gio and Tiffany arrived home just after Abi, Fiona and Becky. Thankfully, they’d not had any real trouble with Dean and his goon squad. They’d made a fewments and threatened him and the girls again, this time including Becky and Abi, but the creamery’s store manager came out to ask if there was a problem and Gio had used the time to leave without having to fight. He’d not even let the encounter upset him until Dean had followed him into the parking lot. “Enjoy the high life while you can, Gio. I can tell you that things are going to return to normal and soon.” Gioughed as he and Tiffany were riding away. When Tiffany asked what was so funny, he responded. “They say the definition of insanity is to do the same thing over and over the same way while expecting different results. How crazy is Dean if he thinks everything can ever just go back to how they were?”
Tiffany squeezed him around the middle. “What do you mean?”
“Think about it. Even if they can make the total mess with you and your cheerleading friends go away, things can’t go back to the way they were. The ckmailing of the squad into being the yers and staffs toys is known now. Parents, and other students wouldn’t allow it. So that can’t go back to how it was and how many of the cheerleaders are still with the guys they were withst week?”