A gray morning of September, as if the sky had decided of more than once to put humans to undid it. Undid it for Helmut was raised quickly, he browsed the Richter street quickly in search of a store, not which, the one or he knew how to find the gift, the truth, for the birthday of Lyne.

Arrived before the shop window, he stayed late somewhat to contemplate it, a real exhibition of toys for adults, nothing to see with the electric trains or fuzzes, no solely of clothes and accessories for sexual games.

He pushed the door and in spite of the early hour, a seller was already there.

Helmut was a little constrained, while entering, he had believed to be able to explain himself without problem, but put to the foot of the wall, the thing was more difficult.

The seller accustomed to this kind of reaction, understood the customer's embarrassment and tempted to help him.

She/it cleared a leotard shirt of a very gracious cut then, so long as of a crotch strap.

Helmut left, his/her/its packet under the arm. As for Lyne, she/it bustled to prepare the lunch preoccupied to know if she/it had to or no to take champagne, he/it would have thought to his/her/its birthday, otherwise that making she/it would hurt it.

Then a sudden decision seizes it, that it is hurt after all one doesn't forget those things. At the same instant, Helmut entered. She/it remained forbidden, coming back on his/her/its decision, then seeing the packet smiles, put the bottle, and kiss itself/themselves him of it.

She/it was to angels, he/it had not forgotten. He/it took him by the hand, took off him then slowly his/her/its clothes.

She/it undid the packet, taken the shirt and remained dumbstruck of stupefaction.

She/it knew it soft and delicate. Why not to tempt the experience after everything that risked her. She/it seizes the leotard and started to thread it, of course, for the end she/it must let make it, because to pass hands in mittens and to close the groove were impossible.

He/it caught straps, folded back them at the level of his/her/its size and curled them in belt.

Effectively, she/it presented a gracious and appetizing spectacle, thighs well in value by cut échancrée, the size seized by straps, the bust well cast in the leotard and his/her/its breasts in value in their caps to zips.

She/it smiles and kissed him. Then, his/her/its smile disappeared as for it lives it to thread gloves.

- That go you to make avec ?

- Doesn't worry you, but my nails are hard, I don't want to get injured. Come there on my thighs.

She/it sat down back on his/her/its chest, one-handed he/it maintained it plated to him of the other he/it forced his/her/its legs over it his in order to what knees of Lyne are outside his if he/it separated legs, she/it was obliged to follow the movement and he/it made it.

Lyne was buttocks therefore against Helmut's sex, legs on his but as on horseback. Of this fact the sex of Lyne was offered well by the crack sex of the leotard.

Helmut had has advance his/her/its hand gloved to caress it only, she started purring head in Helmut's neck, which sped up more and more. Committed fingers in the vagina, searching, slippery, masturbating.

When he/it felt it ready, he/it seizes the strap nimbly to lures, obliged him to advance on his/her/its legs, clearing the vagina and the anus thus. Lyne perceived not of anything until the moment where godeses entered in contact with her, she tempted to struggle but considering his/her/its position, nothing nor made, he hired him the two godeses and finished to force them in her while curling the strap.

- No remove me that, I don't like these things.

- Too late my pretty.

- Is it stupid, did you have promised me that if that didn't please me one would stop, alors ?

- You cannot know that so pleases you, one hardly begins.

- I would not believe you more ever.

- Go, come here.

He/it obliged him to advance holding it by the size.

- I cannot walk with these things the in the stomach.

- But if, go an effort.

While seeing it advancing thus, one can have believed that she/it had an invisible cushion between legs.

- Force you to normally walk, tighten thighs.

- Stops, it is silly.

- No, continue, one is going to make the tour of the house.

As he/it held it firmly, she/it was obliged to give up, and little by little, a strange and unknown sensation invades him, an unsuspected pleasure was born in it, the one to be dominated completely by his/her/its guy, and especially the movement of godeses in his/her/its stomach to every step. They arrived to table.

- And do I eat comment ?

- Here.

He/it indicated him his/her/its thighs.

- I said to eat.

- It is precisely it, here.

She/it sat down again on his/her/its thighs but this in time crosswise.

And Helmut has him made eat, in the beginning it appeared him stupid, then progressively, she took herself/itself to the game, the ambiance incited to joy and the game. Candles illuminated the table, just what it is necessary, reflecting their light on glasses and cuts, cutting thus on the white of the tablecloth embroidered.

She/it made herself/itself more and more pussy, the stomach always overgrown, the full stomach and this cuddly unceasing of Helmut who held it and fed it.

The total dependence as she/it had never, imagined him dreamed either. The finished meal, he/it seizes mini connectors, that he/it joined to godeses, put under way, and the stomach of Lyne was browsed of a large internal vibration.

The surprise made him stare eyes, but as it was pleasant, nor too strong, nor too slow.

They looked at himself, one instant, eyes in eyes, the smile accomplice that they exchanged tells himself/itself of it long on their connivance. He/it departed of the table, made it slip to soil, enter his/her/its legs.

She/it met on the knees, head facing his/her/its crotch, Helmut put back his/her/its gloves.

What did he/it go faire ?

He/it opened his/her/its fly, his/her/its verge offered the cloths of the briefs, his/her/its gloved hands passed in his/her/its briefs, Lyne felt frustrated, he cleared bites and testicles then, that he held facing the face of Lyne. The black rubber contrasted with the whiteness of organs, it made slip his/her/its hand on his/her/its verge, as on a handle the other held testes firmly in stock market, clearing the skin of the acorn thus and making it inflate.

Then one-handed, he/it forced the head of Lyne firmly toward his/her/its sex, she/it didn't have herself/itself prayed, and engulfed him. She/it sucked, inhaled, titillated while going and coming, the intense pleasure intoxicated all sound body.

After one moment, Helmut, that him either didn't hold there more, made it stand up, he/it cleared the table, taken care to let him the anal gode, took off him the one of the vagina, to take his/her/its room, under the so much waited assault, she/it moans, he/it foraged it, to that better better.

Lyne, to the paroxysm of his/her/its pleasure, exploded repeatedly. Exhausted, they let go himself.

Helmut took his/her/its senses, was then himself to the tour of Lyne.

- You me détache ?

- Non !

- How, non ?

- This is not terminé !

Lyne, to spoken cleanly, was not against. Helmut was himself of it, and came back with the gode vagina washed clean, that he put back in place.

Very perplexed, did she/it let make itself/themselves, than her idea had il ?

He/it left toward the closet, of it came back with shoes, skirt and his/her/its thick mantle of fur.

- Go, one puts his/her/its jupe !

- You have these ideas

She/it let dress itself/themselves, without understanding and it was that when he/it clothed himself/itself to his/her/its tour, that she/it had a doubt.

- Doesn't one go sortir ?

- That believe you, that we are dressed to remain to the maison ?

- Non çà ! Not as çà.

- Your mantle perfectly conceals the shirt that shuts in you.

- You are sick, if one sees me like çà, one is going to take me for a madwoman, detach - moi !

- You are placed badly to give orders, and it is your anguish that will give you of the pleasure.

- No, out of the question, I don't move

He/it seizes it roughly by the size and dragged him thus, until the door.

- Go, dehors !

Lyne struggled of the few that she was able to, arm hindered in the shirt, nothing made there, she was not big enough to resist, and due once besides, to give up.

Red of shame she/it let drive itself/themselves until the car, the tight lips, hoary by the hate.

- Where go on ?

- To make the tour of the Liepsick room.

His/her/its anguish lowered a few, after all, by car, this was not so serious. But when he/it stopped on the outskirts of room, and opened him the door, she/it believed to falter.

- No, I don't take pas !

He/it caught him by shoulders, and helped him to get up on the sidewalk. She/it vacillated, his/her/its blood hit, knocked in his/her/its veins.

A tremor, similar to the one that causes the cold weather, would browse it.

She/it had the feeling to be exposed high cloud, remote legs, before everybody.

Helmut took it by the size and forced it to walk. While feeling godeses again to move in his/her/its stomach, she/it blushes with shame. Terrorized, she/it let guide itself/themselves, incapable to say anything, nor resigned to resist as the upward convicted to the scaffold.

When they crossed races, she/it had the impression that their looks pierced it up to date, and that they diverted themselves, disgusted by this woman, obscene and sick to the madness.

They made the tour of room, she/it understood what meant path of cross then. To the car, uptight, she/it says word back, it was only back home that she/it let go himself to abuse him.

Helmut made the one that didn't hear, he took off him his/her/its mantle and his/her/its skirt, lowered his/her/its trousers, took off him the gode to really wedge itself/themselves in her. Lyne must recognize that she had orgasms of an intensity then ever known, she howled enjoyment.

When calmness came back, it freed it.

- I have the numb arms.

- Make some movements.

- Me to have made leave like that, relief of the psychiatry, my boy, you are really not normal !

- Doesn't deny, you have joui  superbly!

- Cà, it is another business, know well, that I would not forgive it to you pas !

- Go, you will get back some.

- And, if I made you autant  of it?

- The difference of weight plays in my favor, and women like to be dominated.

- Not men, can - être ?

The evening was quiet, but the following day, the hate of Lyne came back to the gallop, what bastard thought her, him to have exhibited thus, he would pay it to him, one doesn't dominate men in the same way, he was going to see.

She/it spent the day thinking about the problem, when his/her/its big friend, Léonce, called him on the phone.

- Hello, did çà make a long time without news, alors ?

And Léonce, counted him all his/her/its avatars with men. Since they knew themselves, they told themselves all.

And the awful experience of Lyne didn't cut there, it didn't narrate him facts in details, omitting some passages, those that one believes, no, those where it had enjoyed a lot, summarizing makes some that the bad quoted.

- That of it think - tu ?

- It is a salaud !

- It is precisely what I said.

- It is necessary to make him payer !

- And to the centuple !

- It would be necessary that you come.

- You know that Helmut hates me.

- Justement !

And Lyne exposed him in detail his/her/its plan of vengeance.

Léonce approved him, especially as Helmut pleased to him.

The following day morning, whereas Helmut had left to work, she left and found without pain the store where he had bought his/her/its shirt, she entered, discussed somewhat with the seller, which had a lot of pain to keep his/her/its laughter to the narration of Lyne, she appeared compassionate, but envious to the bottom of herself.

- Hold, there is the article that you need.

- Red coral, you croyez ?

- Of course, the black is the masculine color.

- But, he/it dressed me in black.

- Yes, because he/it projects on you his/her/its domination.

- I understand, in red it is I that jail him of my domination.

- Has a fine psychologist.

- This lure appears me appropriate.

- Take this one aussi !

- It is just to make him fear, I am not going to put him.

- For what reason the man's anus is the same that the one of the woman.

- He/it is not homosexuel !

- Cà doesn't have anything to see, it is a business of sensation, the slightly dilated sphincter, prevent a too fast ejaculation.

- I ignored him, it is good to know.

- It is why, it is necessary to start with this one, and then, thickest.

- Ever, çà entrera !

- The vibrator is going to loosen the sphincter, and çà will slip all alone.

Lyne was himself of it with his/her/its purchases, a large to smile illuminated his/her/its face, in his/her/its packet she held his/her/its vengeance.

Back home, she/it hid it carefully, exercise patience, she/it would choose the good moment. He/it presented himself/itself the two days later, Helmut appeared rowdy.

- Come that way, you, the thick pussycat.

- That has il  there?

- Come, you will see.

He/it entered in the piece, that, had remained identical since their settling, with his/her/its put two steel thick pieces in loud of walls, and that in one faraway time had to sustain it horizontally a ball of calm hot water.

Lyne was to the center of the piece and held a red rubber shirt.

- Go, to hair and oneself enfile !

- You have the grant to surprise.

Seeing that he/it knew how to only make, she/it undertook to undress it. He/it let it make, helped him then, and entirely naked threaded the shirt. The contact of the rubber radiated him skin.

- For what raison  did you take red?

- I like the red well, çà makes toy.

Helmut smiled, while letting shut in itself/themselves. Hands in mittens, to the tip of which hung straps. He/it was held facing her,

- Crosses arms on the stomach.

Then she/it curled him straps in the back.

- Supports you on the table, not as çà, while lying down on the stomach, separate cuisses s!

- That want you faire ?

- Let you make, you will see.

She/it passed mover's long strap under the heavy table and came back to curl it on Helmut's back, the stocking to the table, buttocks good to the T-square.

- That make - tu ?

- Cà there est !

Then holding the one-handed gode, and the vibrator of the other, she/it glued it against his/her/its anus.

To contact, he/it tempted to rear, but the large strap blocked it, and when the vibration sensitized it, it tempted to tighten legs, impossible !

Lyne was between her, glued to him, and slowly the gode penetrated, it maintained the vibrator a good moment, cleared the gode then, taken thickest, and renewed the operation.

The strong vibration of the device overcame Helmut's reticences and it was penetrated again, but by something thicker, the vision of this incoming rubber lure in this boy's ass excited Lyne, it had the feeling to rape his/her/its guy.

Helmut, vexed of his/her/its position, sighed.

- You made him to me well, and çà amused you.

- This is not pareil !

- But if my boy, no difference between our holes of bullet.

- Stops Lyne, this is not drôle !

- Waits a little again, he/it is there nearly, and has, engulfed completely, you have good appetite of that quoted there, say therefore.

Then she/it seizes there piece of crotch of the shirt that, hung like a narrow apron between Helmut's legs until there. She/it passed genitalia in the opening foreseen to this effect and finished to bring back the piece on buttocks, curling it on all sides to the size to form the part briefs of the shirt.

She/it freed it of the table, avoiding to unbuckle it of his/her/its shirt.

- You are happy, it is malin !

- Go, it is only a game, advance by there.

- She/it made it put under the big T-square of steel fixed to the wall.

- Goes up on directories.

- Why faire ?

- Goes up, you will see.

Helmut executed himself/itself, and perched on directories, Lyne climbed on the remained scale pushed to the wall and connected chains that hung to the extremity of T-square to the thick rings fixed to shoulders of Helmut's shirt.

- That this is that you fabrique ?

- I fix you, as çà you don't risk to fall.

- But why faire ?

Exercise patience a little, you will see.

She/it came down again, got facing him, seeming to admire his/her/its œuvre.

- I must look like a ham suspended in the butcher's shop window.

- Cà looks a little like çà ! Now lower you and bend knees.

- To lower me, but comment ?

- While letting you go at the end of chains.

Helmut didn't understand anything to anything, but made that that she asked him, of a kick she separated directories, this time, then he was suspended indeed, not very high, to fifteen centimeters of soil, but the sensation was agonizing, it felt his/her/its completely thank you.

Lyne, approached two small tables then, one of every quoted of his/her/its prisoner, and started to arrange his/her/its accessories over, on one, two hoods, a hood and four pairs of gloves, all different, on the other, two big bags of size to shut in a human being with to the basis the coarse shape of two feet coupled.

Then she/it left, an ample briefs, with rubber bands to the size and thighs.

- It is necessary that you put a briefs, this exhibition of this sex and testes is indecent.

She/it lowered herself/itself, obliged him to separate a little legs and carried up the briefs until the size. In spite of all Helmut had remained excited and his/her/its verge made a beautiful bump under the rubber of the briefs and offered it.